With Persistence

Feeling the breeze on her bare legs made Nye realise how close she was to defeat. Ellie had already done the hard part by stripping her down this far. She looked to the baggy green shirt and the leggings at the base of the pile. Nye was ****. Her shorts might be short but they weren’t tight and her black shirt already showed a sliver of her belly. One wrong move and that would be it. She couldn’t let herself lose in a clean sweep.

Anyone else might have tried to go for something else. But Nye was anything if not persistent. She wanted it all. And she knew that fighting in her thong was unimaginable for Ellie.

Ellie pulled her jacket down and made for Nye again. This time Ellie grabbed for her and Nye went low, ducking her and sweeping past her. She slapped Ellie on the ass again. Ellie grabbed her aching left cheek as the girls laughed again.

“Owwwww,” Ellie moaned.

Nye laughed. “We want to see more of you, Ellie.”

“In your dreams!”

Ellie lunged for her and Nye stuck her foot out. She tripped over it with a yell and crashed onto one of the wooden tables at the side of the terrace.

Nye spied Ellie’s exposed whale tail and grabbed for it. She yanked it upwards and Ellie groaned in pain as she lay across the table.

The thong, now turned into something like a g-string, burned as Nye **** it into her pussy. She’d never been in so much pain.

Never letting go of her thong, Nye climbed into the table next to her and cranked back on her thong.

Nye didn’t know if this was part of the rules, but after suffering the indignity of having Ellie’s pussy in her face, she didn’t care.

“Let go of me. Let go of me,” Ellie begged. “That’s enough.”

“Whatever you say, Ellie.”