Humiliating Catfight at a Beach Bar Rematch

I'm approaching this poll as if you won our last fight. The majority of the votes had you winning. During our last encounter my Sorority sisters and I were in Panama beach for Spring Break. I rudely mocked you and a man at a local beach bar. This encounter led to a catfight between the two of us. During our last battle we ripped each others clothes off until we were in our underwear and, in the end, you defeated me, leaving me devastated and completely humiliated. At the end of our fight I vowed to get my revenge and challenged you to a rematch. You gladly accepted and decided to add some stipulations to the match to make it more interesting. Our match will be a Strip, Paddle and Golden Shower match. The first woman to strip their opponent completely naked wins. Once the loser is stripped, she is spanked with a paddle and will be forced to receive a golden shower from the winner. A couple days have passed and Spring Break is already halfway over. Our rematch is tonight is taking place in the same wrestling ring as our last fight. A large crowd has surrounded the ring in order to watch us battle. I arrogantly saunter toward the ring with Katie, Megan and Morgan - my Sorority sisters. Katie is wearing a white Vineyard Vines top and turquoise Lilly Pullitzer shorts. Morgan and Megan are clad in short Lilly Pullitzer dresses; Morgan wearing a purple dress and Megan a black dress. I grab a microphone and give a conceited smirk to the rowdy crowd. "You know what? It's too bad y'all are going to have to settle to see my opponents naked body tonight. You're going to be missing out on my big, voluptuous booty!" So saying, I pop my butt out. The audience roars with approval at my display, "Honestly," I continue, "No one has a better ass than me! Which makes me have to question the sanity of this bitch. Does she honestly think that she will be allowed to spank my perfect butt?! She, and everyone here in attendance, is lucky just to be in my presence!" The crowd sends a volley of jeers at my remarks. Suddenly, you appear through the crowd with an entourage of your own. Brandon, the man from the bar in the previous poll, your little sister Brittany, who just turned 18 and your 3 best friends, Alicia, a 5'6" Black lady, Maria, a 5'3" Hispanic woman and Heather, a 5'8" White woman. Your friends and Brittany are wearing skimpy bikinis and are barefoot. Brandon is wearing swim trunks. You return my scowl with a middle finger and enter the ring.

Are there any bets or special stipulations placed before the match? Will the loser have to do anything else for the winner after the match?

I am a 5'1" White 22 year old Brunette with long, straight hair and a pale complexion. I have a slim build, which I arrogantly brag about. I'm wearing a low-cut Hot Pink Sorority t-shirt, white and pink Vineyard Vines shorts and hot pink Tom's. What is your gender?

Girl

Guy voting for a girl

If you're a guy voting for a girl, or a girl voting for someone else, who are you voting for?

What is your ethnicity?

What is your skin complexion?

Pale/Light

Average

Tan/Dark

How old are you?

How much do you weigh?

What's your height?

How fit are you?

What is your bra size?

What's your hair color?

What is your hair style and length?

Short and spiky

Short and straight

Short and curly

Medium length and straight

Medium length and wavy

Medium length and curly

Long and straight

Long and wavy

Long and curly

What style of clothes are you wearing?

Regular style - Gap t-shirt, blue jeans and tennis shoes

High School style - Abercrombie shirt, Hollister shorts and Rainbow sandals

Preppy style - Vineyard Vines shirt, Lilly Pulitzer shorts and Jack Rogers sandals

Sorrority/Srat style - Sorority letter shirt, Daisy Duke shorts and you're barefoot

Gym style - Under Armour shirt, Victoria Secret yoga pants and Nike shoes

Party/Club style - low cut top, short mini skirt and high heels

Skater style - Rock Band t-shirt, tight black shorts and black and white Converse shoes

What does Brandon, your friend from the bar in our previous fight, look like?

He is an 18 year old College Freshman. He is a white man with short blonde, tan skin and a fit body. He doesn't look unattractive but he is very annoying and only wants to get inside girl's panties.

He is a 33 White man with a receding hairline and thick framed glasses. He is wearing a very nerdy outfit. He has on a Superman shirt, Levi jeans and sneakers. He is 5'9" and weighs 160 pounds. He has very hairy arms and a hairy chest.

He is a 25 year old overweight Black man that stands at 5'10" and weighs 280 pounds. He has short black hair, and dark skin. He is wearing a white T-shirt, baggy blue jeans and Nike shoes. The large amount of people at the bar is making him sweat profusely.

He is a 36 year old Hispanic man. He stands at 5'7" and weighs 200 pounds. One can smell the Tequila on his breath a mile away. He has long, greasy black hair, a black mustache and an array of tattoos. He is wearing a white tank top, blue jean shorts and brown boots.

I smirk at you as our catfight begins. "Your outfit gets trashier every time I see you. And I can't believe it, but your ass and gut actually got fatter!" You glare back at me "You're just jealous that my ass is nicer than yours. You and that slut friend of yours weren't so cocky after I kicked your fat ass!" I arrogantly place my hands on my hips "You just got lucky last time AND you cheated! Haha you think that your ratchet ass is nice? I'll show you an up close view of a truly superior butt!" So saying, I twirl around and pop my ass out, grinning conceitedly at the roaring crowd. You step forward and give my backside a hard smack. I screech in pain and jump forward, holding my stinging cheeks. What happens next?

As I rub my stinging butt, you send several more hard slaps to my backside. I yelp and try to run away. You stop me by grabbing the back of my waistband. The material of my shorts stretches as I run forward. I yelp as I'm forced backwards and I land hard on my already sore butt.

As I'm bent over, rubbing my stinging cheeks, you sneak behind me. You wrap your arms around my waist, lift me the air and spin around. I scream as slam my crotch down on your outstretched knee. My hands wedge between my thighs as I fall face-first on the mat.

My hands massage my stinging cheeks when I see your shadow behind me. Thinking quickly, I kick my foot back, driving my heel in between your thighs. Tears fill your eyes as you collapse on your side, your hands clutching your crotch.

I clutch my stinging butt and spin around to face you. "How dare you! No one treats my butt like that!" I furiously slap you in the face several times before grabbing your hair and yanking you around the ring. You cry out as I harshly tug at your roots.

You begin to overwhelm me in the fight. You kick me in the crotch and punch me in the nose, causing me to fall down. You rip off my hot pink shirt and toss it into the audience. I shriek and attempt to cover up my C cup breasts which are covered by a dainty mint green bra. I groan in frustration and motion to my sisters. They slide into the ring. You're suddenly surrounded.

Katie slaps you hard in the face, Megan backhands your chest, Morgan knees you in the crotch and I tackle you to the mat. We stomp on your chest and crotch before ripping off your top. I twirl your top in the air and toss it into the audience. You moan as you look down at your bra-covered chest.

Katie holds your hands behind your back, allowing me, Morgan and Megan to slap you in the face and punch you in the chest and crotch. I rip your shirt off and toss it into the crowd. Katie releases your arms, allowing you to cover your breasts. My sisters and I point at you and laugh as we make fun of your trashy, non-designer bra.

Megan lunges at you, but you punch her in the nose, causing her to fall on the mat. Morgan and Katie attempt to hit you with a double clothesline, but you duck just in time and return the favor by hitting them both with a dropkick, slamming your right foot against Morgan's chest and your left against Katie's. You smile as my sisters lay in a disheveled heap. I sneak behind you and kick you in the back of your knee. You fall forward, allowing me to rip off your shirt.

My sisters and I quickly remove your top. In anger, you leap up, knocking Katie and me down with a double clothesline. Megan tries to slap you but you duck down and uppercut her groin. Next you whip Morgan into the ropes. As she rebounds you lift her up and hit an atomic drop, ramming her crotch-first against your knee. You rip off Katie's shirt, revealing her hot pink bra before reaching inside Megan and Morgan's dresses, yanking down their panties. You triumphantly hold up Megan's black thong and Morgan's white thong as they scream and scurry out of the ring, hastily adjusting their dresses. You straddle me and smack my partially exposed breasts. You get off of my body and raise your hands in triumph. While you're celebrating, I kick you in the crotch and rip off your top.

My sisters and I quickly remove your top. In anger, you lash out. You ram your knee in between Morgan's thin thighs, causing her to curl in a whimpering ball. Katie sneaks behind you, hoping to blindside you, as Megan grabs at your hair. You kick your leg back, slamming your heel into Katie's vagina, and snap your foot forward, driving it in between Megan's tan thighs. Both girls fall on all fours, cupping their womanhood. I growl in frustration, "Looks like I've got to do everything myself!" I leap at you, but you catch me mid-air, slamming me crotch-first against your outstretched knee. I fall on my back in agony. You mount my waist and lock me in a breast smother. My muffled screams can be heard underneath your sweaty jugs.

I slam your face into the turnbuckle multiple times and rip down your pants. I laugh and smack your thong clad butt. I taunt you about how flabby your ass is. I toss your bottoms into the crowd and conceitedly pose, taunting the audience. What happens next?

You sneak behind me and yank down my shorts. My mouth opens wide in shock. With my shorts around my ankles, you yank back, causing me to fall on my face. You jump on my lower back and smack my pale ass until it's crimson. You grab my mint green, cheeky panties and pull on them. I cry out as the delicate material cuts into me.

You dropkick my back causing me to collide against the turnbuckle chest-first. I stumble backwards, groaning and holding my chest. You quickly roll me up in a pin and rip my shorts off. You happily twirl my bottoms in your hand before tossing them into the raucous crowd. My face burns red as my hands cover my pale ass cheeks which are only covered by dainty mint green cheeky panties.

I turn around and kick you in the face before you can attack me. I step on your hair and simultaneously pull your arms up. You scream as your hair is harshly pulled. Thinking quickly, you lean back, lock your ankles around my waist and roll forward. Your ass is sitting on my face and my crotch is right in front of you. As I frantically struggle beneath you, you unbutton my shorts and easily pull them off. I hysterically kick my feet and pound the mat with my fists as you stand up. You laugh as I look at you in fear. I desperately attempt to cover up my exposed butt, which is only covered by mint green cheeky panties.

During the match you notice my sisters flirting with a group of Fraternity boys in the audience. Each sister whispers something to them before kissing them on the cheek. The quickly hurry to their trucks, a few taking out shovels and one ordering food from the bar. My sisters signal me with a gleeful smile and a thumbs up. You cautiously turn your gaze back to me. "What are you sluts up to?" you ask. I smile deviously "Just a little surprise for you and your friends after I kick your flabby butt! I wouldn't worry too much about it, though. You'll find out what it is soon enough!"

As I laugh out loud, you slap me hard in the face. My body whips around from the impact. With my back turned to you, I am open for an attack. As I hold my stinging cheek, you take a step forward, and brutally punt me. My jaw drops as your foot slams into my crotch! I drop to my knees, fighting to hold back tears as I clutch my aching mound.

As I laugh out loud, you slap me hard in the face. My body whips around from the impact. With my back turned to you, I am open for an attack. As I hold my stinging cheek, you take a step forward, grab the lace waistband of my panties and harshly yank up. My eyes double in size as I squeal in pain. You yank even higher, causing my panties to cut into me as the dainty material is forced up my crack.

As I laugh out loud, you slap me hard in the face. My body whips around from the impact. With my back turned to you, I'm open for an attack. As I hold my stinging cheek, you take a step forward, but I sense you behind me. I quickly kick my right leg backwards. You scream in shock as my foot collides with your groin. You stumble backwards and bend over, clutching your womanhood. I spin around and knee you in the face, causing you to collapse onto your back.

As I laugh out loud, you slap me hard in the face. My body whips around from the impact. With my back turned to you, I am open for an attack. As I hold my stinging cheek, you take a step forward and kick me in the crotch, or so you think, you only hit my thigh. I drop to my knees as you step in front of me. You grab my hair, taunting me. But your taunts are cut off as I drive my fist between your legs. You drop to the ground and curl up in the fetal position.

With both of us in our bra and panties, we are both halfway away from winning. What happens next?

You repeatedly punch me in the chest before placing me in a bear hug. My breasts are forced into my chest, causing me to moan in agony.

You repeatedly drive your knee into my crotch. I drop to my knees with my hands wedged between my thighs. You bounce off the ropes and dropkick me in the chest, causing me to flip backwards.

I knock you onto your back and bounce off the ropes. I leap forward and land butt-first onto your chest. You groan as your breasts are pancakes against your chest.

I push you down and grab your ankles, spreading them wide. I cruelly and repeatedly stomp your crotch until you're crying in pain.

You position me in the center of the ring and kick me in the stomach. You run to the ropes, intending to bounce off of them, but Katie reaches in and grabs your foot, causing you to fall on your face hard. Katie slides into the ring and helps me beat you down. We slam your face into the mat one more time. Katie straddles your back, keeping you pinned down, as I unclasp your bra and rip it off. You scream as I drop your bra to the mat, obviously disgusted by how trashy it is. You cry out as Katie and I spank your backside. Suddenly Brandon rolls into the ring and attacks Katie and me from behind. He helps you to your feet. You graciously thank him. "Let's give these bitches a taste of their own medicine!" He smiles at you. What happens next?

Brandon rolls me onto my back, grabs my ankles and spreads my legs wide as you climb to the top of the turnbuckle. You leap off and land head-first onto my crotch. My body jolts up as I cry in agony. You quickly yank off my bra. I cry out and cover my breasts with one arm as I roll onto my side and clutch my crotch with my other hand. Next you take care of Katie. Brandon picks her up and holds her hands behind her back. You take your time stripping off her clothes until she is completely naked. You then punch kick and claw, alternating between her breasts and crotch. Brandon let's go of Katie, allowing her limp body to fall to the mat. You and Brandon roll her out of the ring. It's now a fare fight.

You unclasp my bra and slowly remove it. The crowd roars with approval as my creamy tits are in full view. You straddle my waist and completely pulverize my breasts with punches and claws. I cry as my sexy rack gets destroyed. Brandon handles Katie by stripping off all of her clothes. He then knocks her out before fondling the young woman's tan, nude body. Finally, it's a fare fight.

You unclasp my bra and rip it off of my body. You toss my bra to Brandon. I try to snatch it away from him but he stuffs it down his pants. I cringe and back away, but he tackles me to the ground. He straddles my waist and traps my arms. He begins fondling and liking my breasts. I groan in horror as his free hand wanders down my stomach. You deal with Katie, stripping off all of her slutty clothes. You then stomp all over her breasts and crotch until she's knocked out. You roll her out of the ring. It's finally a fare fight. You glance over and see that Brandon has rammed his tongue down my throat. You grin as my feet hysterically stomp the mat in protest.

Words are exchanging between our two cliques at ringside and suddenly a fight breaks out between Maria, Morgan, Megan and Alicia. Maria is a 5'3" Hispanic, 21 year old Brunette with long, wavy hair and an average complexion. She has a slim build and sports a C cup. Alicia is a 5'6" Black, 22 year old with Medium length, wavy Raven hair and a light complexion. She has a slim build and sports a D cup Morgan is a 5'2" White, 19 year old Brunette with medium length, straight hair and an average complexion. She has a slim build and sports a B cup. Megan is a 5'4" White, 20 year old Blonde with long, straight hair and a tan complexion. She has a slim build and sports a D cup.

Morgan slaps Maria in the face before laughing and calling her a wetback. Maria furiously punches Morgan in the jaw. As she stumbles backwards Maria holds onto Morgan's shoulders and knees her multiple times in the crotch before blasting her chest with uppercuts. Morgan lays on the sand, cradling her chest and crotch, as Maria rips off her dress. Morgan's white designer bra and panties are stripped next, leaving Morgan naked. Maria finishes off the humiliated teen with a long breast smother. Megan pays dearly for calling Alicia the N word. Alicia pulls Megan's dress up over her head, blinding her and revealing her black designer bra and thong. Alicia takes the Blonde into the sand and rips off her underwear. She uses her nails to dig into Megan's large breasts. Megan howls in agony as Alicia rip and tears at her tan flesh. Megan soon passes out from pain, her once beautiful rack destroyed.

Maria easily pushes Morgan onto her back. Grabbing the pretentious teen's ankles, Maria spreads Morgan's legs wide. Morgan fearfully pleads for mercy, but her pleas are cut short as Maria's heel stomps between her slender thighs. Maria repeatedly slams her heel against her crotch, grinding her heel into Morgan. Once the brunette is a sobbing mess, Maria steps her until she is completely nude. Alicia grabs a thick handful of Megan's blonde hair and tosses her face-first into the sand. Megan kicks her legs and shrieks as her dress is stripped off. She tries running away but Alicia grabs the back of her bra and yanks her onto her ass. Alicia targets Megan's large breasts, completely mauling them. The Black beauty finishes off Megan by stomping her breasts and stripping off her underwear.

Maria and Morgan shriek as they claw, bite and tear away at each other. Morgan's clothes are quickly ripped off, including her white designer bra and matching panties. Humiliated and enraged, Morgan scoops up a handful of sand and throws it in Maria's face, temporarily blinding her. Morgan tackles the Latina to the sand and sends a flurry of punches to her rival's face. Megan is getting demolished by Alicia. The tan Blonde has been stripped naked and is getting her large rack viciously clawed. Morgan climbs off her sobbing foe and attacks Alicia from behind. Megan and Morgan double team the Black beauty, kicking and punching away at her chest and groin.

Maria slams Morgan down and quickly strip off her dress. The Latina unclasps her foe's white designer bra before ripping it off, revealing Morgan's modest chest. Maria proceeds to sit on Morgan's enraged face, grinding against her features, before yanking off Morgan's panties. Megan has remained strong, despite being stripped of her dress and her black underwear. She has knocked Alicia onto the sand and has sent several sharp kicks between her thick Black thighs. Megan turns around to see Maria facesitting her Sorority sister. Enraged, Megan yanks Maria off, allowing the two girls to demolish the Latina.

With both of us topless and only wearing pantiess, the crowd is going crazy. Catcalls and cheers fill the beach. We both hate each other at this point and want to humiliate each other as much as possible. Who gets humiliated by their opponent?

I do. You clothesline me and straddle my waist. You place me in a grapevine pin. I moan as you stretch my legs wide and to make matter worse, you slowly lower your breasts onto my face. I turn my head side to side, trying to evade the humiliating maneuver, but it's to no avail. My mortified face is smashed against your sweaty jugs. When I'm on the verge of passing out, you release the hold.

I do. You toss me into the turnbuckle. I groan as my back slams against the corner. You sprint towards me and when you get close enough, you jump, spin around and slam your ass against my stomach. I fall on my butt and lean against the corner, holding my stomach and coughing. You pull your panties up in a wedgie and grind your ass against my face. I turn my head side to side, trying to evade the humiliating maneuver, but it's to no avail. My mortified face is smashed against your sweaty bottom. When I'm on the verge of passing out, you step away from me.

You do. I clothesline you and straddle your waist. I place you in a grapevine pin. You moan as I stretch your legs wide and to make matter worse, I slowly lower my breasts onto your face. You turn your head side to side, trying to evade the humiliating maneuver, but it's to no avail. Your mortified face is smashed against my perfect breasts. When you're on the verge of passing out, I release the hold.

You do. I toss you into the turnbuckle. You groan as your back slams against the corner. I sprint towards you and when I get close enough, I jump, spin around and slam my ass against your stomach. You fall on your butt and lean against the corner, holding your stomach and coughing. I pull panties up in a wedgie and grind my ass against your face. You turn your head side to side, trying to evade the humiliating maneuver, but it's to no avail. Your mortified face is smashed against my voluptuous ass. When your on the verge of passing out, I step away from you.

As the match begins to wind down you notice that the Fraternity boys have finished setting up my devious trap. Four deep holes have been dug side by side in the sand and a sign has been placed in front of the holes. You're too far away to read the sign, but from the reaction of the men in the audience, it can't be good. There is also a large bag of Nacho chips laying near the hole along with several strands of thick rope. "Are you scared, darling? It's okay, If I were you, I would be too!" I sneer.

You quickly wipe the contemptuous smile off of my face by slamming your fist multiple times into my naked bosom. I groan as your fists rapidly strike each of my girls. I take a step back and fall on my butt. I curl up in a ball and cradle my chest, crying in pain.

You quickly wipe the contemptuous smile off of my face by reaching forward and latching on to my nipples. I squeal in agony as your manicured fingernails clamp down and twist. I grab onto your wrists, trying desperately to remove your hands. But your grip is too tight. Only after you jerk me around the ring a few times do you release your vicious hold.

My smirk turns into a gleeful laugh as I see the fear in your eyes. I knee you in the stomach and place you in a brutal headlock. "You, your friends, and that creep are all in for a treat tonight! Maybe after tonight you'll learn to never cross me! I taunt as I wrench down on your neck.

My smirk turns into a gleeful laugh as I see the fear in your eyes. I punch you in the stomach multiple times. You fall on your knees, the wind knocked out of you. I softly push your shoulder, causing your weakened body to fall back. "You're going to regret ever meeting me!" I cruelly gloat.

Both of us are exhausted from the fight. The fight reaches it's peak in one final, humiliating move. Who gets stripped naked and is forced to endure the degradation of the matches special stipulations?

I look like I'm punch drunk as I wobble unsteadily. You push me into the corner and place my legs over the middle ropes before removing my shoes. With my legs spread wide, you have the perfect target. But you surprisingly begin to make out with me. You slowly move your head down, french kissing my sensitive bosom as your hand reaches inside my panties. As you suck on my breasts, your fingers explore. I gasp as I quickly and involuntarily erupt. You remove your hand and grin at my panting, confused face. You take a step back and send several sharp kicks to my sensitive crotch. On the fifth kick, I fall forward, completely out. You drag me by my hair to the center of the ring. You kick me onto my back and peel off my panties. The crowd erupts as my shaved vagina and firm rack are on full display. You gleefully stuff my soaked panties into my dozing mouth and place your foot on my face in victory.

I knock you on your back and send a stinging slap to your face. I point and laugh at you as I stand over your body, facing your legs. I bend over and pull your legs up, locking the back of your knees with my armpits I have you bent in half. I look up at the crowd and point to your thong, asking them if I should rip it off. I smile at the roars of approval as I hook my hands into the waistband of your panties. I slowly peel them up, exposing part of your butt crack when suddenly you hook your ankles and roll forward. You grind on my face as you reach my kicking legs. The crowd erupts as you grab the waistband of my underwear and pull it up. You lean back as you pull my panties completely off my legs. You hold the delicate material triumphantly in the air and smirk at me. My face burns red as I scream and cry in shock. I desperately try to cover my shaved vagina, voluptuous ass and perky breasts from you and the horny audience.

I punch you several times in the gut before grabbing you by your hair and tossing you to the mat. If you're wearing any shoes, I remove them. As you lay on your side, clutching your stomach and coughing, I place my thighs around your head and squeeze, placing you in a devastating reverse headscissors. You struggle to breath as my thighs clamp your neck and your face is forced tight against my luscious bottom. You eventually pass out, allowing me to easily peel off your panties, securing the victory. I drop your panties to the mat in disgust before arrogantly placing my foot on your dozing face. I triumphantly pose over your body and mock you.

I knock you on your back and send a stinging slap to your face. If you're wearing shoes, I remove them. I point and laugh at you as I stand over your body, facing your legs. I bend over and pull your legs up, locking the back of your knees with my armpits I have you bent in half. I look up at the crowd and point to your thong, asking them if I should rip it off. I smile at the roars of approval as I hook my hands into the waistband of your panties. I slowly peel them up, laughing as I slide the delicate material up your legs. I twirl your thong in the air as you cry out in shock. Your face burns with embarrassment as you attempt to cover your body. "If my body looked like that, I wouldn't want anyone to see it either! I laugh as I arrogantly mock you.

If I won, I arrogantly pose over you're nude body. I make some disparaging comments about how hideous your body looks and taunt you about your fat butt and stomach. After I've mocked you, I force you to get down on your knees as I stand in front of you and bend over slightly. "Pucker up, bitch!" I smirk as I feel your lips press against my amazing ass. Once I'm satisfied with your ass kissing, I place your struggling body over my knee. My sisters skip toward me, handing me my paddle. The paddle is painted turquoise and has a mirrored image of my Sorority letters adorned in hot pink and embossed in the center of the paddle. I gleefully smack your butt with the paddle until your cheeks are bright red. Each hit leaves an imprint of my Sorority letters on your cheeks. Once your ass is covered with my letters, I kick you onto your back and take a ride on your face. After I climax, I squat over your horrified face and give you a humiliating golden shower. Your breasts, face and hair get completely drenched. I place my foot on your crotch and pose victoriously. What do you do?

Lay there pathetically and cry as I arrogantly saunter away from the ring. You're devastated and completely humiliated.

Get up and quickly leave the ring, hoping to get away from me and the rowdy audience.

Stand up and scream in frustration. You angrily stomp away from the ring.

You sit up, grab my ankle and twist. My back hits the mat awkwardly, allowing you to stomp my breasts, stomach and crotch. I whimper softly and roll over, guarding my aching stomach, womanhood and chest. You take advantage of my injured state, peeling off my mint green panties, leaving me completely nude.

I didn't defeat you. You won the fight.

If you won, you happily skip over to your friends who hand you a bright pink paddle. The face of the paddle has a mirror image of your initials cut out of wood in a cute font and glued to the paddle, so the letters are raised from the surface. You place my nude body over the middle rope so that my butt sticks up. Your friends grab my hands and ankles to prevent me from escaping. You twirl the paddle in your hand as I cry and plead with you not to do it. My pleas for mercy are cut off as you slam the paddle against my ass. I scream out as you repeatedly spank my stinging cheeks. Tears run down my face and your friends mock me as you smack my "perfect" backside. Each strike leaves an imprint of your initials on my ass. My pale complexion is crimson after 9 consecutive hits. You stand behind me in a batters stance, grasp the handle in both hands, reel back and swing as hard as you can. I can only make sobbing/groaning noises as your initials hit me perfectly in the center of my right cheek. Your friends release my limbs, but I'm in so much pain, I don't even move. You observe your handiwork, both of my battered butt cheeks are covered with your initials. "I think it's obvious who owns your fat ass!" You smirk. You grab my hair and yank me backwards off the ropes. I lay on my back, my body convulsing; as I hysterically cry, you remove your panties and straddle my face. My tears blur my vision, so I can't see what's coming. "How does it feel to have your ass - you know, the one thing you actually had going for you - completely mangled? I guess your pretty backside is ruined!" You smirk. I let out a deep sob, but once I open my mouth, you give me a golden shower. You laugh as your urine splatters against my face, hair and breasts. Once you finish, I'm completely soaked. I begin wailing as I lay pathetically in the ring. What happens next?

Brandon, Maria and Alicia drag my sisters into the ring. Brandon stands over Katie, Maria squats over Morgan and Alicia over Megan. Your entourage give my sisters golden showers as well. Once they get equally soaked, you drop Megan on top of Morgan and Katie on top of mine. Morgan and I cry out as our sisters bodies land on top of ours in the 69 position. You use my sister's discarded clothing to tie our limbs together. Forcing us to remain in that degrading position.

You invite Brandon into the ring. He grins as he stares at our naked bodies. He strips off his pants and underwear before spreading my legs. He ruthlessly screws me in the center of the ring, causing me to have a massive orgasm. Next he screws Katie, then Morgan and Megan last, causing them to orgasm as well. He then forces me on my knees and makes me give him a blowjob in the center of the ring. I gag in disgust from having to taste my sister's juices combined with mine. Suddenly he climaxes, spraying my mouth and splattering my face.

You toss my body into the rowdy audience. You gleefully grin at my horrified screams. You take one last look as my body disappears in the mass of flesh.

You toss my sisters into the audience, causing a hoard of men to envelope their firm, nubile bodies.

You and your friends lay me and my sisters side-by-side in the center of the ring and force us to orally satisfy you and your friends. You straddle my face, Brandon straddles Katie, Maria mounts Morgan and Alicia mounts Megan. Morgan's mouth is forcibly acquainted with Maria's wet snatch. Megan's face is engulfed by Alicia's dripping vagina. Katie's gullet is stuffed by Brandon. I gag in revulsion as my tongue is forced to plummet in your sweaty, soaked womanhood. We wail as you and your friends climax, coating our faces.

You leave me in the ring. You humiliated me enough tonight.

Other

You didn't win. I defeated you.

If I defeated you, my plan to humiliate you was a success! I smirk at the sign placed in front of the holes "Free BJs!" The fraternity boys who we coaxed into digging the holes are first in line, eagerly grinning. What happens?

I defeated you and triumphantly mocked you. My sisters and I gleefully drag you and your friends out of the ring and place you feet-first into the holes before filling them back up. I yank your sister by her hair and toss her into the final hole, right beside you. You cry out and beg for me to let her go as I maliciously encase her to her neck in sand. With all of your bodies uncomfortably buried up to your necks in sand, a very long line emerges behind the fraternity boys. You and your friends sob as the fraternity men, who helped us, kneel in front of your faces, swim trunks lowered. Maria gags as she is forced to service the Hispanic frat boy. Alicia is forced to endure a very large, very black, frat boy. Your sister's gullet is stuffed by a well endowed, middle-aged fraternity man and you are forced to service a very fat, sweaty, drunk frat boy. Brandon gets stripped nude and has his wrists and ankles tied with thick rope. My sisters and I crush up the bag of nachos and sprinkle them all over his crotch. We laugh as a flock of seagulls swarm his screaming body. We pretentiously saunter away, leaving you and your friends behind to endure a night you will never forget.

I defeated you and triumphantly mocked you. My sisters and I gleefully drag you and your friends out of the ring and place you feet-first into the holes before filling them back up. I yank your sister by her hair and force her on her knees, in front of you. You cry out and beg for me to let her go as I wickedly force her to service a fat, sweaty, drunk frat guy. You scream in rage as he climaxes all over her face. I rip off her bikini, toss it in the last hole, and fill it with sand, forcing her to hysterically use her hands to dig through the sand. With all of your bodies uncomfortably buried up to your necks in sand, a very long line emerges behind the fraternity boys. You and your friends sob as the fraternity men, who helped us, kneel in front of your faces, swim trunks lowered. Maria gags as she is forced to service the Hispanic frat boy. Alicia is forced to endure a very large, very black, frat boy and your gullet is stuffed by a well endowed, middle-aged fraternity man. Brandon gets stripped nude and has his wrists and ankles tied with thick rope. My sisters and I crush up the bag of nachos and sprinkle them all over his crotch. We laugh as a flock of seagulls swarm his screaming body. We pretentiously saunter away, leaving you and your friends behind to endure a night you will never forget.

I defeated you and triumphantly mocked you. I gleefully drag you and your friends out of the ring and place you feet-first into the holes before filling them back up. My sisters head to the bar as I yank Brittany by her hair toward the final hole. You cry out and beg for me to let her go. Suddenly, your little sister slams her foot into my crotch and dropkicks my bare chest, causing me to stumble backwards into the final hole. Brittany quickly fills it back up with sand, entrapping me, before digging you and your friends out. I scream in rage as my body is uncomfortably buried up to my neck in sand. Your sister decides to humiliate me further. She kneels in front of me, slides her bikini bottoms to the side and forces me to service her. I sob and gag in disgust as she climaxes, spraying my mouth. Once she finishes, the fraternity men kneel in front of my face, swim trunks lowered. I'm forced to service a Hispanic frat boy. He sprays my forehead, allowing the next man to kneel. I'm forced to endure a very large, very black, frat boy. My entire face, including my hair, gets plastered. Then my gullet is stuffed by a well endowed, middle-aged fraternity man, who clogs up my throat at climax. Finally I must submit to a very fat, sweaty, drunk frat boy. After an absurd amount or time, he finishes, coating my mortified face with a thick layer.

I defeated you but when I mocked you, you stripped me and beat me down. Still enraged, you drag me and my sisters out of the ring and place us feet-first into the holes before filling them back up. With all of our bodies uncomfortably buried up to our necks in sand, you and your friends peel off your bottoms and kneel in front of our horrified faces. Morgan's mouth is forcibly acquainted with Maria's wet snatch. Megan's face is engulfed by Alicia's dripping vagina. Katie's gullet is stuffed by Brandon. I gag in revulsion as my tongue is forced to plummet in your sweaty, soaked womanhood. We wail as you and your friends climax, coating our faces. We sob even more as the fraternity men kneel in front of our faces, swim trunks lowered. You and your friends pretentiously saunter away, leaving us behind to endure a night we will never forget.

You didn't win, I defeated you.

If you defeated me, my plan to humiliate you completely backfires. You leave me and my sisters to endure our further humiliation in order to read the sign in front of the large holes. You laugh histarically as you read "Free BJs!" The fraternity boys who we coaxed into digging the holes are first in line, eagerly grinning. You and your friends gleefully drag my sisters and me out of the ring and place us feet-first into the holes before filling them back up. Our naked bodies are uncomfortably buried up to our necks in the sand. Soon a very long line forms behind the fraternity boys. My sisters and I sob as the men - who were originally helping us - kneel in front of our faces, swim trunks lowered. Morgan gags as she is forced to service the Hispanic frat boy. Megan is forced to endure a very large, very black frat boy and I'm forced to service a very fat, sweaty, drunk frat boy. Our night doesn't end until the long line of various males end. Once we finally finish, our faces are coated so bad that we're almost unrecognizable. Who is forced to endure the final part of the humiliation?

I am. You dig me out of the sand and tie my wrists and ankles together with the thick rope left by the fraternity. Once you ensure that I can't move, you roll me onto my face, crush up the bag of nachos and sprinkle it over my battered butt and smooth crotch. You grin as a flock of seagulls swarm around me. You walk away, leaving my sisters trapped in the sand and me trapped on my face. The beach is filled with my screams as the seagulls peck away, ruining my best assets.

Morgan is. Maria digs her out of the sand and ties her wrists and ankles together with the thick rope left by the fraternity. Once Maria ensures that Morgan can't move, she rolls her onto her back, crushes up the bag of nachos and sprinkles it over her slender thighs and smooth crotch. She grins as a flock of seagulls swarm around her. Maria walks away, leaving us sisters trapped in the sand and Morgan trapped on her back. The beach is filled with screams as the seagulls peck away, ruining Morgan's best assets.

Katie is. Brandon digs her out of the sand and ties her wrists and ankles together with the thick rope left by the fraternity. Once he ensures that Katie can't move, he rolls her onto her back, crushes up the bag of nachos and sprinkles it over her long tan legs and shaved crotch. He grins as a flock of seagulls swarm around her. Brandon walks away, leaving us trapped in the sand and Katie trapped on her back. The beach is filled with screams as the seagulls peck away, ruining Katie's best assets.

Megan is. Alicia digs her out of the sand and ties her wrists and ankles together with the thick rope left by the fraternity. Once Alicia ensures that Megan can't move, she rolls her onto her back, crushes up the bag of nachos and sprinkles it over her large, tan breasts and shaved crotch. She grins as a flock of seagulls swarm around her. Alicia walks away, leaving us trapped in the sand and Megan trapped on her back. The beach is filled with screams as the seagulls peck away, ruining Megan's best assets.

No one endures the final humiliation. You just leave me and my sisters buried in the sand. Our slender throats rubbed raw, our pretentious faces oozing, our taste buds soiled and our long hair caked.

You didn't defeat me; I won the match.

The loser is completely mortified and vows for the ultimate revenge. This will be the final match between us and in order to make it special, it will be a two on two strip match. Katie and I will fight you and the "creepy guy" from the bar. The first team to strip their opponents wins. But the winner of the match chooses another special stipulation. What other stipulations will there be? You can choose more than one answer.

Cum dumpster match. The losers get thrown into a dumpster filled with cum and the lid is locked shut.

Dumpster match. The losers get thrown into a filthy dumpster and the lid is locked shut.

Bukkake match. The losers get bukkaked by multiple people.

Auction Match. The losers are put up for sale to the highest bidder. The losing team becomes the bidder's personal slaves.

Sex fight. The first team to make their opponents orgasm wins.

Other. What different type of stipulation/stipulations would you like to see?

Our next and final fight will be a tag team match. Who will be your partner for the match and who will my partner be?

Your partner is Maria, the sassy 21 year old Latina and my partner is Morgan, the arrogant, high-class 19 year old White girl.

Your partner is Brandon, the creepy man from the bar and my partner is Katie, the long-legged, tan 22 year old.

Your partner is Alicia, the 22 year old dark skinned beauty and my partner is Megan, the conceited Blonde bombshell.

If there were any bets or other stipulations placed before the match, what happens? Is there any other forms of humiliation that the loser must endure?

Did anything else happen before, during or after our match? Any extra input?

This poll was created on 2015-02-27 23:25:03 by lmecu060190