Final Part
She made her decision. Now it was war. It was all or nothing. She saw no way of getting out of the house in a less embarrassed state unless she caught that brat. She would act fast and end it quickly. He was only a little boy. What else can happen?
She climbed to her feet and stormed out the bedroom and into hallway. She made it to the top of the stairs, which she approached carefully. Step by step she edged herself down until she made it to the bottom.
“Great” she said to herself.
She planned to go into the first door on the left but before she did, she again paused at the mirror. She stroked her thighs and stomach. Apart from her face which looked awful, she had to admire her body. She looked fantastic in her lingerie. The bra really accentuated her large breasts and the panties, although skimpy, did a good job of showing her toned ass and thighs. She also loved having the large decorative bows but suddenly felt ashamed as she realized that she was not at HER house and could at any moment be faced with a more humiliating situation.
Humility turned to anger as she stomped her bare foot and walked towards the double doors that led into the first room. She grabbed the handles and slid the doors open quickly, hoping to catch Kevin by surprise.
“Come here you little…” she shouted as she entered what appeared to be the living room.
She didn’t have time to react as large copper saucepan, that had been suspended to the ceiling by a pendulum type contraption flew towards her and hit her on the forehead. She fell backwards and landed on the floor. She groaned and rubbed her head with both hands. It had caught her right in the center of her forehead. As she rubbed it she was sure she could feel a lump forming. If that wasn’t bad enough, all see could see were white spots. She groaned and rubbed her eyes and head. When she opened her eyes she saw a familiar shadow.
“You….stop…..” she muttered, still in shock from the tremendous hit.
“Stop?” Kevin said “Like how you should stop judging people on their appearance? Like you should stop being such a b**** to other people” he continued, “I was in the coffee shop that time you abused those girls.” Kevin said calmly.
“But you…” He started but paused to show her that he was holding something silver.
Skyler recognized it as a pair of scissors. He then preceded the slide one of the sharp edges underneath her left bra strap. She shivered at the feel of cold metal on her bare shoulder
“Never…” this time she heard the sound of a snip as he cut the strap.
He then moved over and slid the sharp scissors under the other strap. Skyler knew what to expect as she felt the coldness of metal of her other shoulder but was helpless to do anything.
“Learn” and with that, Kevin sliced the second strap.
Skyler managed to throw her arms over her chest to prevent being exposed but Kevin was satisfied by what he had done and ran through the first room into the second. Skyler started to recover and sat up. She inspected the damage. Her broken bra straps hung limply over her cups. She lifted them and let drop a couple of times unsure of what to do. Her breasts were hanging a little lower and were at serious risk of being liberated from the confines of her bra if she moved around too much. She got to her feet and wrapped one arm over her chest. She would need to be careful when she went forward. She went into the next room, but as she entered, what appeared to be the dining room, she triggered something.
Suddenly the room was filled with a blinding light and the sound of the stereo blasting at full volume. It was playing ‘Frosty the snowman’ sung by high-pitched elementary kids from what she could tell. She was forced to close her eyes and cover her ears from the racket. She edged along the edge of the room trying the escape the blinding lights but it seemed to follow her. She opened her eyes very slightly and saw a boy-shaped shadow standing in the exit way to the left of the room. She had to assume that was Kevin. Still unable to really hear or see. She reached her arms out towards him to grab him.
When she moved towards him she tripped on a wire and fell forwards. She landed on her front with her breasts pushed into the floor. Luckily whatever she tripped over, also turned off the lights and music. She felt relief but only for a second. She started to push herself up but couldn’t. Her torso was stuck. More specifically, her bra was stuck. She lifted her body again. As she did, her bra cups remained fixed to the floor and instead she only succeeded in lifting her breasts out of the cups. She shrieked and dropped to floor to cover herself again. She looked down at the floor. There was a length a strip tape that ran a short distance along the floor. When she touched it with her fingers she found it was sticky with a adhesive. With the effort she had to put into removing her finger again, she suspected that it was heavy duty.
“You’re not going to escape from that” Kevin laughed as he stood in the open archway between the dining room and the kitchen, “That fancy lingerie is stuck to that forever. Or at least until you apply the right solvent.”
Skyler snarled at the boy. She never suspected him as the evil boy-genius type. She got to her knees as she again lifted her chest off the ground. This time she used her fingers to try and carefully prize the front of her bra, with the enlarged silk bow, from the adhesive strip. She was carefully inspecting it, making sure not to expose her bare breasts. She didn’t pay attention to Kevin, who had slowly walked around her and was now standing behind her. Since she was on her knees, her ass was giggling in the air and was too much of an irresistible target. He geared himself and spanked her ass with everything he could. He also got the intended response. Skyler shrieked louder than she had that day and shot upwards, covering her ass with her hands. Meanwhile her bra couldn’t take the strain and the clasp had sprung open relieving Skyler of her bra.
Kevin took this chance to run through to the kitchen. Skyler, meanwhile, covered her bare breasts with her hands. She looked down and saw her bra with the broken shoulder straps and open clasp still on the floor. It was ruined. She was on the verge of tears now as she used one arm to cover her chest and the other to pull at the open end of her bra. She pulled and pulled but nothing gave. She starting to cry at her situation and felt tears running down her hot cheeks. She needed to get out.
She ran, with two hands covering her breasts, through to the kitchen. However, as soon as she entered, a large bucket fell on her head. Unfortunately, it wasn’t empty. In fact, it contained liters of cooking oil that covered her entire body. Skyler was now dripping in oil as she removed the bucket. She threw it across the room but the oil made her loose her balance and she slipped and skidded on the floor. She was able to hold onto the work surfaces but in doing so could offer no cover to her bare chest. She then noticed a flash, followed by a second, then a third. Skyler balanced herself with one hand and wiped the oil from her eyes with the other. More and more flashes were directed at her when she realized that Kevin was taking photos of her. She felt a mix of burning anger and unbelievable humiliation. She reminded herself to cover her breast her free arm. Kevin lowered the camera.
“You know, I think we’re almost done here” he said as he walked out of the kitchen door leading to the corridor.
Skyler steadied herself, but it was hard with the oil that covered her and the floor.
“Come back with that camara you little f***er” she screamed with the last of her strength.
She walked forward, but after two steps lost control. She ended up sliding on her feet straight through the kitchedn door into the corridor. She looked up to see that the front door was wide open but before she could ask herself why, she again found one of Kevin’s carefully placed trip wires that sent her sprawling through the air landing on her front. With the momentum she had and the amount of oil she was covered in she discovered that she was sliding along the corridor and towards the open door and quite a speed. Her arms were stretched out in front of her so it looked like she was doing a naked, greasy superman stunt. Before she reached the front door, Kevin popped out of nowhere.
“I’ll be taking these as well.” He said as he crouched down to her level. She saw that he was holding a sort of hook that was attached to a cord. As Skyler sped past where he was stood, she felt him slip the hook into the back of her panties.
“Oh God” she screamed as she felt the panties being away from her ass, exposing her ass crack.
But this wasn’t as bad as the sensation of feeling her panties being pulled all the way down her ass and down thighs. In a split second she felt her panties slide down her calves and all the way off her feet. She’ll never forget that sensation as her panties were stripped from her body leaving her completely naked.
All this happened in an instant and before long she finished flying through the open door and came to a stop on the porch. She suddenly realized that she was outside in nothing but bad make-up and a ton of oil. She looked around and shivered. She carefully got to her feet covering her body as best she could. She turned towards the open door. There was Kevin, grinning straight her, spinning her panties on his finger. She stared, mesmerized as she watched the bows of her most intimate underwear spinning around the finger of a boy. She looked at them for the last time when Kevin slammed the door shut. Skyler shuffled up to the door.
“Kevin, Kevin, please. Let me in. I’ve learnt my lesson, please.” She began to sob and bang and knock on the door and glass.
“Kevin. KEVIN” she screamed.
She grabbed the cord to ring the bell and pulled.
“But don’t they have a....” she managed, but was too late as the cord released a large bucket of ice cubes and water onto her. She screamed and jumped away from the house. She ran down the front garden and wiped her face. All the make-up was coming off but she was frozen. It was already December and cold enough. Now she shivered, naked on the front lawn. She noticed someone watching her from the sidewalk.
“H-H-H-Help m-m-me” she whispered to the girl.
The girl looked at Skyler for a moment and then rummaged through her bag.
“H-H-H-ang o-o-on. I k-k-know y-you.” Skyler said to her.
But she realized too late where she knew her from. The girl pulled out her phone from her bag and flipped it on. Skyler cursed as she knew she was in trouble. The girl slowly took a photo then placed the phone back in her bag.
“Maybe I dress like a lesbian, but at least I wear clothes in public, wh*r*” the girl said before walking away.
Skyler started to cry as she tip-toed back to the front of the house. She picked up the doormat and used that for cover. She was destroyed and humiliated, left absolutely naked and locked outside. She took the doormat and left the house behind her forever. She now had a very long walk home.
THE END
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