the kiss

She knew that by not abiding to her own rules would be a great shame on her. She had honor, she was raised to always keep her words or deals.
She knew she should not have play with this sort of fire. It will be a lesson she'll remember.

"Fine. kiss my ass." She tried to have a strong voice, but some fear was present.

Bill grabed her ass with his hands, but she escaped and replied.

"I said kiss, not touch." Everyone could heard the Anger mixed with Fear in her voice this time.

After a moment, Bill admited
"You're right, you said kiss. You didn't said touch. It's still fine for me."

He knew she was uneasy, as her last throw for proof, and he hoped that her next throw will be the same if he could get her more upset.

He made a long wet kiss on her left ass-cheek and finish with a lick across her ass.

The crowd cheered to the entertainement.

"Hey!!" Michel screamed but she was too late, and she shivered to the idea of what happened.

"And now dear, will you finish this contest? Your last chance not to be my ****."

"Dirty perverted pig!"

She was angry, naked in front of a crowd, and her ass just had been licked. She wasn't in her best, as she were at practice.
But she took the last knife anyway, aimed and made it fly to the moving target.