Her Bra

Meanwhile from their position, Amelia and Emily were open mouthed at what they were witnessing. They hadn’t expected their friend to suffer like this. She’d sworn beating Daffney would be easy. So confident, in fact, that she’d ordered them to film it.

“What do we do now?” Emily hissed.

“I don’t know,” said Amelia.

“She told us not to do anything no matter what.”

“But Yana’s in her bra and panties. We can’t leave her like that. We’ve got to help her.”

Emily bit her bottom lip. “But Daffney is pretty tough. I don’t want anyone to see me in my underwear.” She blushed just thinking about it.

“Stop being a coward.”

“Daffney isn’t doing anything. Maybe she will let her go. We can delete the video. We’ll get her next time.”

Amelia gulped. Yana had made them swear on their friendship not to get involved. She wanted it to be a completely fair fight so there would be no doubt as to who was the better woman. Amelia agonised over what to do.

Daffney couldn’t believe it. The bully had been reduced to this, a mess almost on the edge of tears. Yana had tried to inflict the worst humiliation imaginable on her, now look at her. Daffney wasn’t about to show her any mercy, she was about to make it much worse.

She weighed up what to remove first. Her tits pushed against the cups of her black bra. They were much bigger than hers, the guys loved them. She wondered how she would feel about having them in the open.

When Yana didn’t rise or make any motion to fight back, Daffney decided to make her move. She threw a wild kick, aiming for her head. Yana managed to dodge most of it, but it still sent her toppling backwards.

Yana curled herself up into a ball, unwilling to show herself. This made it all the more easy to mount her and begin working on the clasp at the back.

“Please, please, no more,” Yana begged.

Daffney ignored her. The clasp came away, exposing Yana’s bare back. The cups sagged against her tits, held on only by pure desperation alone.

She began to pull, stretching and trying to tear the bra completely off her. Yana was almost just one piece of clothing away from being totally naked.

Daffney was having a tough time getting the bra away from her. She looked down at her posterior and got a wicked idea inside her head.