Sarah

Nicole mirrored Sarah's earlier actions as Matt drew his slip, including leaning to one side whilst on his knee to read the paper, and smiling when she did so. It was the perfect **** target, Sarah. Nicole had more than a few things planned to help her get even and to help get that bitch away from John. Licking her lips readily, she leant back and prepared to pour honey into Matt's ear. Before she could verbalize anything to him, however, Sarah interrupted, completing the role reversal.

"Hey, I thought we weren't supposed to communicate like that. That's cheating, right?" She said, cocking her red haired head smarmily.

"What? I was just going to tell Matt some, like, super juicy goss!" Nicole replied, doing an extremely energetic impression of Sarah and making the others laugh in the process. With Sarah's own words thrown so forcefully back against her, she had little choice but to sit back and be quiet. The sight of her rival stewing like that put a smile on Nicole's face, but it also put an idea in her head.

Returning to Matt, she put her lips to his ear and whispered: "Dare her to spank me."

"What?" Matt whispered back, understandably confused, and clearly not believing what he had heard.

"You want to get her away from John, right?" Nicole replied, "this is the way to do it."

"But I'm-" Matt tried to say, but Nicole cut him off.

"Just shut up and trust me!" Nicole snapped, squeezing his knee with one hand as she looked deep into his eyes.

"No!" Matt said, almost yelling instead of whispering. Instantly, Nicole sat back on his knee, her blue eyes flying wide at his sudden outburst. "I'm not going to help you cheat!" He shouted, every eye in the room falling on Nicole, as she cringed at the edge of his lap. She must have made a mistake, over or underestimated Matt's feelings for Sarah, and now she was going to be completely alone at the party, if she was even allowed to say.

As Nicole spiraled into fear and doubt, she saw Matt's eye twitch quickly. It was almost like a wink.

"Y'know what, even for suggesting it, I think you should be punished," Matt said, turning his eyes back to the slip like he was reading it for the first time. "Sarah, I drew you, and I dare you to teach Nicole some manners. Spank her!"

Nicole had to bite her tongue to keep from grinning. Matt's performance had been far better than she had expected, and his lie had been so wholly convincing that everyone else had fallen for it alongside herself. Of course, his acting would be nothing without a real reaction.

"Oh no, Matt, I'm sorry," Nicole pouted, rubbing her hands together pitifully, "please don't make her do that!"

"It's too late," Matt shrugged coldly, "it's in Sarah's hands now."

"Don't worry, Nicole," Sarah laughed, "they're experienced hands."

Everyone was laughing at Nicole now, but the fact that she knew something they didn't made her feel at least a little better. Still acting put-out and anxious, Nicole slumped her shoulders and slowly rose to her feet. As she crossed the room to where Sarah gloated on John's knee, she did her best impression of a sulky teenager about to receiver their punishment. She kept her head low, wrapped her arms tight around herself, and his her blue eyes beneath her short blonde fringe.

Through the short curtain of her hair, she stole a glance past Sarah, to John. Unlike everyone else, he wasn't laughing. He looked concerned for her, his dreamy eyes narrowed as a frown spread across his face. It hurt Nicole's heart to see him worried like that, to know he was worried for her for no reason, but it was still part of her plan. In the end, this would all be for John's own good.

"Come on, Nicole," Sarah cackled, "stop wasting time." The pretty red haired girl cracked her knuckles as she spoke, pushing her hands down in her lap in a way that forcefully squeezed her heavy chest, nearly squeezing her big boobs out of her dress like a tube of toothpaste. Nicole wasn't even sure if she was trying to be sexy, or if she was just effortlessly a tease.

As Nicole got nearer, Sarah edged forward on John's knee. Pressing her flawless legs together, she presented her lap for Nicole to bend over, a proverbial headsman's block. Like beckoning a dog, she even patted her knees with both hands.

"I bet you've never been spanked before," Sarah teased, relishing in what she saw as Nicole's humiliation, "you're such a goody two shoes that I'm sure you've never even handed in an assignment late."

"Have you been spanked by a professor for handing in an assignment late, Sarah?" Miranda joked, grinning at her friend over her glass of wine.

"Well, I've been spanked in a lecture theater late at night," Sarah admitted, "is that close enough?"
As everyone laughed at Sarah's joke (which Nicole imagined probably had a kernel of truth in it), Nicole assumed the position. Squeezing her thighs together, she leant forward over her worst enemies knee, presenting her pale butt with red panties to the air like she was submitting completely.

Nicole's façade of defeatism was nearly broken when she first felt Sarah's manicured hand on her ass cheek. Rather than spanking it, Sarah gave it a firm squeeze, kneading her pasty, white, butt lie dough. Nicole's eyes went wide and her whole body tensed up, but she still managed to keep her head down. To anyone else, she looked completely beaten.

"Hope you're ready to learn your lesson, bitch," Sarah hissed through her teeth so that only herself and Nicole could hear. After a deep breath, Nicole braced herself.

The first blow came down, firm and fast, on Nicole's left cheek. The blow was much louder than it was painful, but that didn't stop Nicole. She had a show to put on.

"Gah!" She gasped breathlessly, tossing her blonde haired head back. One hand smacked the couch beside her weakly, while the other attempted to cover her mouth. When the second strike hit her ass on the other side, she repeated the performance, moaning weakly and forcing her knees to knock together.

Sarah was spanking her the way Nicole assumed that guys spanked girls during sex. Forcefully and dramatically, but not with any real **** behind itt. What mattered though, was that Nicole made it seem like it hurt. She wasn't trying to play on Sarah's pity, she knew that was a lost cause, she just needed someone else to feel bad for her.

"Are you alright, Nicole?" John asked, his caring nature shining through once again. His hand eclipsed hers on the couch, rubbing it softly as he looked down on her with gentle eyes. The pain on Nicole's face was insincere, but the blush as he looked at her was genuine. If only she wasn't bent double down at the height of his knees, she would have kissed him right then and there. Just the feel of him holding her hand made her knees knock together for real.

"Aah! I-I'm fine," Nicole stuttered after another strike, wincing dramatically as Sarah's educated hand clapped down on her pinkening butt. "Can you just hold my hand?" She mewled pathetically, turning over her hand on the couch so it was palm side up. Instantly, John's hands slipped into and around it, holding it tightly like he was comforting her through giving birth. It was the type of intimacy she had daydreamed about when she had dozily rested her head on his shoulder on the train.

Sarah, of course, was ignorant to the sappiness going on just to her side. Her entire focus was on Nicole's ass, and punishing it. "What's the matter, Nicole?" she asked, "do you not like it?" Another slap accompanied her words, driving another gasp from the petite blonde haired girls lips. Sarah allowed her hand to linger this time, dominantly grasping another palmful of Nicole's sweet cake. Sarah had to admit that, for a skinny girl, Nicole had a nice ass.

Relinquishing her grip, Sarah struck again. Two blows in rapid succession struck Nicole's behind tis time, making her sock covered toes kick against the carpet weakly. Seeing that annoying brat squirm did put a smile on Sarah's face, and as she readied the next hit, she decided to give her something to really get her moving.

A real moan shook Nicole this time, her eyes going wide as she crushed John's hand in her grasp. Sarah's hand had avoided both of her ass cheeks to land flush between her legs instead, her fingers wrapping over the exterior of her virgin pussy, that had only her thin silk panties for protection. Rather than reeling back for another hit, they stayed there. Four digits ground cruelly against the plump, innocent, outer folds of Nicole's pussy, while all she could do was breathe through it.

"Gah!" John hissed as her grasp tightened on him, "are you okay Nicole?"

"Yes, yes!" Nicole panted, staring up at him with hazy eyes. As Sarah teased her untouched slit, Nicole kept her eyes on John, desperately trying to pretend that it was his fingers she felt rubbing confidently between her thighs.

"No way John would ever be this rough," she thought, "but God I wish he would. I hope he rips my panties off and takes me right in Sarah's smug face. I want him to claim my virginity in front of everyone so they all know we're meant to be together!"

Nicole's daydreams were interrupted when Sarah's fingers left her slit, only to come crashing down on her ass once more. This time, Sarah didn't pull her punch. A full **** slap drove the air form Nicole's lungs, and nearly knocked her off Sarah's knee. Apparently, she had noticed her making goo goo eyes at John whilst clasping his hand, and she didn't like it.

"Dare's over," Sarah growled, wiping her slightly sticky fingers on the back of Nicole's shirt. "I hope you learned your lesson," she added, before shoving Nicole off of her knee and rising to her feet. Fortunately for Nicole, she was still holding on to John, and she managed to turn being pushed to the floor into pulling herself on to the couch beside him.

Like she had just walked a thousand miles, she collapsed heavily on his flank, her shoulder pressed against his. Through her tee, she could feel the warmth radiating off of him, his bare bicep pressing against her and quickly warming her through. Still clasping his hand in hers, she leant her head on his shoulder, and blinked up at him slowly.

"Are you okay, Nicole? that didn't hurt too bad, did it?" He asked, pushing stray strands of blonde hair off her face with his free hand.

Nicole wanted to say that she was much better for being so close to him, but she still had enough wherewithal to bite her tongue from stating something so overt.

"I'll live," she sighed, "thanks for everything, John. I really appreciate it." Both hands idly caressed his forearm as she spoke, stroking delicately up and down his surprisingly muscular arm.

"Of course, anything for you," he laughed, and Nicole swore that she was half a second from kissing him.

Instead, she was interrupted by Sarah throwing herself down in John's lap again. "Hey, it's my turn now," she said, showing them the hat of names, "maybe Nicole should go back to her seat over there?" As she said it, Sarah shot her eyes across the room to the couch Matt was sitting on, before looking back pointedly at Nicole.

"I mean, I never said in my dare that Nicole had to stay over there," John replied, unwilling to let Nicole go for more reasons than he probably honestly understood.

"It's okay, I'll just- Ooh, ah!" Nicole moved to stand, but she grimaced dramatically when she was only half way up, before lowering herself back on to the couch again. "Ah, it hurts when I stand up, is it okay if I just stay here for a while?" As she asked, Nicole fluttered her best puppy dog eyes at John, doing everything in her power to make herself as adorable as possible.

"Yeah, of course that's okay," John smiled, wrapping his arm around her shoulders, much to Sarah's silent chagrin. Nicole just snuggled in close to him, smirking at Sarah from under John's arm, even as the taller girl fumed silently. Rather than say anything else, the buxom red haired teen tugged her dress down until her boobs nearly spilled out, before reaching into the hat for a name.

Before Sarah could draw anything, Nicole glanced across the room, around Sarah, out from under John, to Matt. Silently, she gave him a thumbs up for his help, and a wink to confirm that she hadn't forgotten their plan. She was with John already, now she just needed to boot Sarah over to Matt, and everything would be right as rain.

How hard could that be?

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