Just about everyone from the whole junior college was there to watch usfight. Susan had told all her so-called friends to come and watch herteach me a lesson. I wasn't worried about them interfering, though. Theyonly hung around with her because of her money. I mean, she wasbeautiful, but what an arrogant, snotty bitch!
She had been on my case ever since I had transferred here three weeksprevious. I guess I was no slouch in the looks department, and theattention I got from the boys pissed her off. She kept insulting me infront of everyone, really pushing it... Well, now I was going to pushback.
We squared off in a small clearing in the woods behind the campus. Wewere both wearing our gym strip. We circled each other, the crowdcheering Susan on. She came at me, spinning on her heel to give me adrop kick.
What a laugh! I knew that she had been taking martial arts courses for afew months. Big deal. No one here knew me, but I come from a family ofmartial arts experts. Susan was in for a very unpleasant surprise!
I easily sidestepped her kick, grabbing her ankle as she went by anddumping her heavily on the ground, stunning her. I laughed, standingthere. She scrambled up, angry. She lost her composure, charged. Istepped inside her swinging fists and jabbed my fingers into her gut.Her breath whooshed out of her as she doubled over. I jerked her head upby the hair and slapped her face, once, twice, three times...she wasgasping, a stunned look in her eyes. I pushed her face with my palm,dumping her on her ass. She rolled weakly onto her side, curling up...
I knelt down and shoved her further over, face down, and then grabbedthe bottom of her t-shirt. I pulled it up over her head and then rightoff. She was gasping, now, obviously panicking. I undid her bra andjerked it off, then used it to tie her hands together in front of her.
She pressed herself down against the grass, afraid of exposing herbreasts. She begged me to stop. "I give, I give!", she pleaded. "Youwin!" I just laughed.
I said, "Susan, I happen to know that you planned no mercy for me if youhad won this fight!" I told one of my few supporters to go and getSusans' purse and open it. She did and pulled out two items, a longhandled hairbrush and one of the biggest dildoes you can imagine! "Ioverheard you boasting to some of your fancy friends, bitch! I know whatyou planned to do to me! Well, I'm not going to let them down, but youare going to be the star attraction!"
She began to squirm and struggle, but she really had no chance. I jerkedher runners off and then peeled away her socks. The crowd pressedforward as I grabbed the waistband of her shorts and dragged them downher legs and off...
Just panties left now...
She was really wailing now, begging for mercy, for help...but no oneeven tried! Because, when you come right down to it, they didn't want meto stop. They wanted to see this rich bitch brought down to size!
Then, to the delight of the crowd, I slowly peeled off her panties,revealing her bare ass. Down, down, and off! And Susan was nowcompletely naked! She blushed redder than ever, her whole body shakingwith humiliation! Her breathing was nervous and gasping...
I grabbed her hair and jerked her up on her hands and knees. I told her,"You see that stump over there? That's about one hundred yards. Well,you've got 30 seconds to get over there, on your hands and knees. If youdon't, I'm going to give you what you really deserve - an over the knee,bare assed paddling! Now, git!"
With that, I blasted her ass with the back of the hair brush. She yelpedin pain, then began hurrying toward the stump. You can't travel fastthat way, of course, and she was soon begging for mercy, blushing as thecrowd laughed at her slow, embarassing progress, hopping along on herhands and knees. I walked alongside of her, smacking her ass with thehair brush, hurrying her along, while I counted out the seconds. She wasshifting her butt all over the place, trying to avoid the spanks, butsucceeded only in putting on a good show for the crowd - her bunsbouncing, her tits swaying...
She went as fast as she could, but she just couldn't do it. The 30thsecond counted off just a few feet short of the stump. I stood her up,then sat down on the stump while dragging her forward, over my lap. Ilaughed. "Little girl," I sneered at her, "you've been bad, and now I'mgonna give your rump a real workout!"
"Now, listen up, Susan," I lectured her. "You're about to get thespanking you deserve, but it can be a long one, or a short one. You aregoing to get at least 40 whacks, understand? But I am not going to startcounting those 40 until one of two things happens. Either I reach 40spanks once, and then start another 40...or else you spread your legsnice and wide and let everyone here look at your cunt!"
"No! No! No!" she begged, squirming, "Please, please don't, please, I'lldo anything, anything-"
I just laughed. I took the hairbrush and began the spanking!
Splat! One! Whack! Two! Ca-rack! Three!
"Just think, Susan, you can still win a moral victory! Maybe you canhold out through all 80 strokes and not show anyone your pussy! Maybeyou can show everyone how tough you are, that you can take this spankingwithout humiliating yourself! Think you can do that?"
Whack, whack, splack, crack!
Her ass jiggled, her body shook. She began to cry out. I knew itwouldn't take much more...
Wh-ack! Ca-rack! Smma-ackkk!!!!
Ten strokes, that's all it took. She screamed at me to stop, and quicklyspread her legs wide open, exposing her naked slit for everyone to see!
The crowd went wild, humiliating Susan further, impressing her with howcomplete and public her come-uppance was. "Gee, Susan, only tenstrokes!" I cooed at her. And now, the final 40!"
Ignoring her pleadings not to continue, I renewed the spanking withincreased energy. I spanked hard and fast, punishing her poor assunmercifully! She kicked her legs wildly in a vain attempt to avoid theblows, showing her cunt even more! After 20 more strokes she was bawlinglike a four year old. To entertain the crowd some more, I began anglingmy spanks, striking the inside of each ass cheek alternately, pullingeach one away from the other, revealing tiny glimpses of Susans' assholeto the crowd, humiliating her even further.
I rolled her off my lap and stood up, watching Susan as she continued tojerk and twist, naked on the grass. I watched, grinning down at her allthe while. As she came back to her senses, she regained some control ofherself and stared up at me. A fresh burst of tears poured down hercheeks. "You bitch! You goddamn bitch! I hate you! I hate you!"
I stopped grinning. I raised the hairbrush again, patted it in my palm."I guess you haven't learned your lesson, yet, have you Susan?" Fearjumped back into her eyes now and she shrank back from me. "W-wait!Wait...I...I'm sorry, I-"
"Susan, I'm going to give you another choice. You know how sore your assis. You can either do what I say, or else I'm going to give you somemore spanks. Two Hundred. Can you imagine two hundred more spanks?That's enough to make your ass look like a rainbow. Or you can dosomething for me..."
"Wha-what?" she said, trembling...
I opened my purse and pulled out a pair of sciccors and a razor. "Ithink everyone here would enjoy watching you shave your cunt hairs offfor us, don't you think?"
Susan gasped. She pleaded with me, begged me not to make her do it. Ijust brandished the hairbrush and told her to turn over. With a freshburst of tears, she gave in and took the sciccors. With everyonegathering around she sat gingerly on the grass, and spread her legs wideopen, blushing. She began to snip her cunt hairs off close to the skin,softly crying and sniffling. The crowd gawked and made rude comments,making her suffer in shame.
I collected all her cuttings in a baggie and told her, "This makes for anice trophy, don't you think? Kind of like taking a scalp! Hah! Kind ofsymbolic, too, that you are doing this to yourself rather than face mesome more. You are going to be hairless like a little girl. Yeah, agrown woman with a bald cunt! Just an overgrown baby, if you ask me!"
She finished the sciccor work and I handed her the razor. She had to becareful with it, slowly scraping her stubble away with short, delicatestrokes. She had to pull her cunt lips open for everyone, to pull themaway and get at the hairs there. At the end I made her get on her handsand knees and put her head down. I knelt behind her, parted her knees,lifted her ass up and finished shaving her crotch from the bottom ofher cunt right up to her asshole. As the cool breeze tickled her anus, Isensed her mounting shame and helpless anger. I chuckled as I continuedto taunt her. How she hated me! And how I enjoyed her humiliation!
As I finished, I gave her ass a good smack and then shoved her facedown, flat on the grass. I untied her wrists and then retied them behindher back. I squatted down, my knees on either side of her, keeping herfirmly under control.
Did she know what was coming? Probably. But she was so emotionallyspent, so drained of energy. She could barely protest, barely continueto whimper and plead.
I took the sciccors...
She had such a gorgeous head of hair. She really did...
Snip! Snip! Snip!!!
She screamed, began to blubber and beg, pleading pathetically!
Snip! Snip! Snip, snip snip!!!
All she could move were her legs, which were kicking up and downfuriously while she wailed her protest and the crowd leered andsnickered! It was fantastic, the ultimate humiliation...
Or was it?
And fifteen minutes later, as I finished sliding the razor over herscalp, removing the remaining stubble, I asked her if she was ready tobehave!
She was in shock. I untied her hands and watched as she kept slidingher palms over her naked scalp, tremling, astonished, incredulous atwhat had been done to her! I smiled. Once my rival, now my little pet.Such a sweet, sweet revenge...!
She lay in the grass, stroking her head, moaning, twisting,crying...then, to my satisfaction she began whimpering to me like alittle baby! "I'm sorry, I'm sorry," she cried, over and over. "Pleasedon't hurt me any more... Please, please?"
I leaned forward and whispered in her ear. "That's good, Susan. Justremember who's the boss, that's a good girl. We're going to have alittle more fun, now, but don't worry, don't think about anything. Justconcentrate on what I do...to you...right now..." All the while I gentlyrubbed her aching ass cheeks, petting them in a...proprietary sort ofway...
I rolled her over onto her back. Grabbing both of her ankles, I pushedher legs back and apart, exposing her cunt completely. I knelt betweenher legs, making sure she couldn't possibly close them, all the whilestaring into her eyes. She was quietly, fearfully pleading with me tostop. But her tone was one of apology and pleading - she knew she had nochance!
I began by rubbing my middle finger up and down her cunt lips, gentlyparting them, stroking, pressing slightly forward. "Concentrate, baby,come on...concentrate on how my finger feels on your pussy. Come on,Susan, make love to my finger, come on, that's it..." She was stillsniffling. "Come on, be a good girl." I cooed at her.
Her hips began to move. I held my finger still, and was delighted toobserve her cunt lips push forward against it, almost starting to suckon it. I renewed my fingering, and was rewarded with a burst of cuntjuice!
I began working her harder, sliding my finger up and down her lips,smearing her oils along them, making her start to moan. I gently slid myfinger up her hole, then back out, then in. Out. In.
I figured she was wet enough now, so I slid another finger up her andbegan rotating them, forcing her cunt wider. She responded byhumping back and forth against my hand. "Play with your tits, babe," Iordered her. She reached up with one hand, began pinching her nipples. Ismiled to the crowd. Susan seemed unaware of them, so mesmerized and...captivated...she seemed by my fingering!
She was really gushing now! I worked another finger in, then another!Four fingers! I really worked her now, fucking her mercilessly with myfingers. Susan was bouncing and humping, squealing and gasping...
And then I gently began rubbing her clit with my thumb. She went nuts!Her legs were trying to jerk together, but were unable to close, ofcourse. She was going to come, any second now, real soon...
I stopped. She gasped in shock. "No! What?...what are you doing?! No,fuck me, fuck me, fuck me...ohhh, please, please...let me come!"
"You can come, Susan," I told her. "Just work at it!" I then tucked mythumb against my palm and began sliding my whole hand up her hole!
Yes! My whole hand! She began to scream...screams of panic, of pleasure,of shock! But she was wet, and pliable, and well-worked...My hand firmlycontinued its' way up her cunt till her lips were uncontrollably andvisibly sucking on my forearm!
I rotated my hand from side to side, amazed at the sight of cunt juicesspurting out from her hole. She was out of her mind now, fucking backagainst my wrist, desperate to come.
I taunted her. "Come on, baby, come for me. Go for it. Fuck my arm,squirt, squirm, suck my fist! Come on, come on...come for me...in frontof all these people..." Her face suddenly showed a new horror andembarrassment as she was reminded of the crowd. "Come for me, yourenemy, come on her hand, for her, in front of the whole crowd, the wholeschool!"
That was it! She exploded in orgasm, her juices flowing all over myforearm, down onto her ass. She bucked and humped and twisted, wailinglike a hundred wanton whores! Her bare feet pounded up and down on thegrass on either side of me. What a show! The crowd cheered and laughedwhile Susan, rich, arrogant Susan, naked and hairless, squirmed on myarm like a fish on a hook.
I slowly withdrew my arm and stood up, watching Susan as she continuedto jerk and twist, naked on the grass. I waited for her orgasms tosubside. I cupped her chin in my hand. "Do you like my hand, Susan?" Iasked her.
She was squeezing her thighs together, in a spasmodic twitching. Shepressed her face against my hand and began licking it.
"Please," she whispered, "Please, put it back in! Please, please...fuckme some more!"
"You know something, child," I said to her, "I'm going to enjoy havingyou as my precious little servant from now on. My naked, hairless littleslut! You are never going to have a man again for the rest of your life.All your satisfaction will depend on pleasing me, on making sure that Iam willing to give you what you need...my hand!"
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