PART 14:
Without hesitation, they untied Clara from the door of the van, and forced her onto all fours, her ass facing Danita. “What? Konnichiwa Kitten? Things just keep getting better and better. I’ve heard of a fat cat, but these stretched-out panties…” Danita laid a couple of spanks on the large target Clara’s backside presented, then grabbed the panties and pulled them up into a vicious wedgie. “You know why this is happening? Because you messed with your betters. You losers here in this lousy neighborhood think you’re in control. But I have success, money, fame. You humiliated me once because I was unprepared, but I’m back to show you who the winner actually is.” After 20 more hard smacks, she pulled the panties part way down, so that the flesh of Clara’s ample thighs spilled out around the cloth that bound them together. Then, she ordered one of the wrestlers to take over spanking duties, and whispered to the other.
The other wrestler climbed back into the truck, and opened the refrigerator Alma had noticed. Alma held her breath, as she had been trying to cut the rope that bound her wrist using the edge of her cheap metal bracelet, and she was too far from finished to take care of business of the wrestler noticed. But instead, the wrestler was preoccupied with taking something out of the refrigerator. Pies. “Of course,” Alma thought to herself, “We hit her with that pie that was in the limo, she must have been planning this revenge in detail. I better get free fast, before she has a microphone for each of us.”
Outside the van, Lupita was cursing as the wrestler holding her in a submission lock increased the pressure. Clara’s bottom had gone from pink to angry red beneath the rain of smacks falling on it, and now that the other wrestler arrived with the pies, Danita gave the signal to stop. The singer took one of the pies and, with a smile of satisfaction, smashed it into Clara’s face. “Would this fat cat like some cream?” she asked in a patronizing tone, “Maybe this pussy does as well.” With that, signaled the wrestler behind Clara, who smacked her in the backside with the other pie. Clara sighed as the coldness of the cream on her ass provided a temporary relief from the pain of the spanking. The fact that she must have looked ridiculous, her face covered in pie, her huge ass was bright red from spanking and now dripping cream was too insignificant to register as the pain subsided for a second. That’s why what came next took her by surprise.
“Bring her over here,” Danita ordered. “Now we’re getting somewhere,” Mae cooed with pleasure as she filmed Lupita being held and stripped with less ceremony than the others. The truth be told, she had always liked women with athletic bodies. Since the gang’s leader was wearing a sports bra as a top, its removal revealed her large, dark nipples that seemed to overshadow her small breasts. “Wow, those are tiny. Did you just strip me to find out what a real woman looks like?” Danita taunted. In spite of her reputation for being tough, Lupita could no longer hold back her tears. “D-don’t,” she said, as she felt her belt being undone. As her jeans were pulled down, they revealed a red cotton thong that didn’t manage to cover the messy triangle of black pubic hair peeking out on either side. Danita slipped a finger under the side strap of the thong and snapped it. “Nice undies. Is this all the fabric you could afford?” Mae enjoyed filming Lupita’s naked body. She even enjoyed how she cursed like a sailor in Spanglish: “I’m going to kill you pendejas! Traga mierda, cabróna. And I’m going to strap on the biggest –“ Danita interrupted her show of impotent rage with a slap to her face. “Now the fun really begins. Get her down…no, over here.”
The wrestler leveraged Lupita down on all fours, and gestured to her backside for Danita to punish. But instead, Danita grabbed her by the hair of her head, and forced her to walk a few feet forward on her hands and knees, until her face was up against Clara’s backside. “Payback time…we’re gonna play a game. You lick every bit of cream off this fat ass while I spank you. If you stop licking, even for a moment, I’ll have my friend here spank you harder than I ever could. Every time you stop, you’ll be in a world of pain.” Danita rubbed Lupita’s face all over Clara’s backside until it looked like she had been hit with a pie instead of Clara’s rear. “And to show you I mean business…” Danita moved alongside Lupita, grabbed her thong, and pulled it into a painful wedgie while she applied the first five spanks. “Lick it up. That’s right, all of it.”
If it had been possible to see Clara blushing through the cream on her face, one might say she was glowing. Again, this singer’s revenge plans had put her in a situation she had always wished for, but she envisioned it taking place in a different way. A nice apartment somewhere, or maybe a hotel room, after a romantic dinner. But she’d never come up with the confidence to tell Lupita how she felt all this time. And now, Lupita’s tongue was licking her backside, occasionally tantalizing her thighs, and everything nearby. She just wished it was out of desire rather than because of this dumb cow’s revenge video.
Lupita, for her part, was utterly humiliated. Doing anything at this rich shrew’s pleasure would have been bad enough, but why did it have to be this? She paused for a breath. The additional smacks to her backside convinced her that breathing might not be worth it, and maybe not all of the sweet taste in her mouth was whipped cream.
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