Stripping Hannah Part 2
The aftermath of the Nikki situation wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be. Both our circles of friends decided to keep quiet. Both of us were suspended and our parents weren’t happy, but that was to be expected. It was embarrassing and it was humiliating, yet I couldn’t stop thinking about it. I didn’t forget a single moment and I’m not sure I wanted to.
As I said before, the story didn’t end with the cops breaking it up. Things stayed quiet for a few weeks in school. It was still a warm autumn and grade 11 wasn’t going to come to an end for almost a whole year. I thought about I was going to say and whether I should say anything to Nikki, but nothing happened. We weren’t in the same classes so it was easy to stay away from her.
I did see her once in the lunch room, but I turned away. I couldn’t look her in the eye. That funny feeling in my stomach came back again and I didn’t speak until she left.
This part of the story starts when I was walking home from school. I ran my hand through my pink and purple hair as I cut through a little park area, where a big pond sits in the middle. It’s always empty and it’s a great shortcut to take. That’s where I spotted Nikki. My heart started to race and I bit my lip. I didn’t want to be in my panties in public again. Last time I had an advantage, but today all I was wearing was a black pair of skinny jeans and a t-shirt underneath my black hoodie. I could have turned around, but I kept walking. Her eyes were fixed on me, so I knew that this wasn’t a coincidence.
“Hey,” she said.
I gulped and gave her the same greeting back. “Look, Nikki, I don’t want to fight you again.”
She jutted her jaw out. “I know you don’t because I’d kick your ass if we did.”
My nostrils flared. I couldn’t believe how arrogant she was. I wanted to kick her ass there and then. Maybe I could jump her and leave her in the pond? My devious plan melted away when she moved away from the pond again. I was convinced that she knew what I was thinking.
“I let you win last time. I let you strip me before I did the same to you. Don’t think that I couldn’t take you down.”
I laughed in her face there and then. It was a nervous laugh and one I wasn’t sure I could back up, but I had to try. I couldn’t let her win. I wouldn’t let her win. She was moving towards me and the cocky grin evaporated from my face. Something was going to happen.
“You think I couldn’t destroy you if I wanted to?”
I opened my mouth to speak and that’s when she grabbed my arm. With a quickness that I never saw in our last fight she twisted it behind my back and tripped me. I landed on my front, with the wind knocked out of me. Nikki made me cry out as she cranked back on my arm. Then she released the pressure. There was pain, but there was that funny feeling again that I couldn’t explain.
Nikki finally got off my back and allowed me to clamber back to my feet again. Dominated like I was nothing, I was worried what Nikki had planned for me. I doubted that I would stand a chance against her.
“See. I let you strip me because I wanted you to strip me. It turns me on, being taken out of my clothes. And judging by those nipples of yours I think you liked it too.”
I didn’t say anything. I couldn’t say anything. My humiliation had turned me on and I couldn’t deny it. I’d never stopped dreaming about how it felt to be almost naked in front of everyone. Now I knew it to be true. Nikki had let me strip her. Just how quickly she’d turned the tables on me showed that.
Nikki came towards me again, until she was less than an arm’s reach away. I recoiled from her, waiting for my fate. She repeated herself again and asked me straight whether I liked it. Again, I couldn’t say anything. I didn’t know if I could admit it.
“Do you like strip wrestling, Hannah?”
I opened my mouth to say something, but I couldn’t. She turned me on so much. I eyed up her clothes as she eyed up mine. She was wearing a pair of blue jeans and a dark pink t-shirt, with an open white sports jacket. Would I have to fight it out again?
“I’d like to see your body again.”
“Nikki, no…”
She silenced me by coming forward and gently grabbing the front of my hoodie, like she was testing if I would resist. I thought I would resist. It’s what I normally would have done, but she ran her hands down my front until she started to lift my hoodie over my black t-shirt. It was only when she got above my belly that I pulled down again.
Then her voice became low and threatening. “If I don’t get to see your body again, I’ll make you show it.” Nikki didn’t let go of my hoodie. “I’ll show you mine. Would you like that? But you first.”
I thought about her threat. She’d shown me that she could wipe the floor with me if she wanted to. And now I was in trouble. I shuddered as she began to pull up again, waiting for me to resist. This time I didn’t. I didn’t want her to kick my ass, and my secret is that I think she’s sexy as all hell. At least she would let me take her clothes off as well. There was nobody here. There never was. It was still embarrassing, but at least this would be the end of it, or so I thought.
With my knees practically knocking together, she took my hoodie above my hidden breasts and over my head. Nikki brought her body closer to mind and began fumbling with the spiked belt on my jeans. My mouth fell open as it came away and she uncoiled it through the loops. My jeans had been loosened and I could feel them threatening to sink down to my hips.
A sigh escaped my lips, But when she laid her hands on my black t-shirt to expose me I snapped out of my trance and grabbed her hands.
I charged into her and pushed her over. I tried wrestling with her white coat and got it over her shoulders and over her arms. Her face turned from one of shock to one of glee. She licked her lips and easily turned me over. I was on my back fighting to prevent me being exposed again.
“So you do like strip wrestling?” Nikki laughed at me and threw her jacket aside. “Looks like you got me.”
Nikki sat up on me and wrestled my arms away. She held them down by the wrists, stretching me out. God, all those feelings were flowing back to me again. I was turned on, but feelings of my incoming embarrassment forced me to keep fighting.
She loosened her grip for a minute, and that let me swing a wild fist. It caught her on the chin and I pushed her off. I regained my feet in the hope that it would give me the advantage. I went straight for the first thing I saw and tore at the button of her jeans. Nikki barely offered any resistance as I managed to unlatch it. I caught a glimpse of her black panties, before she sat bolt upright and drove her foot between my legs. She didn’t even bother to do her zipper up again as I sank to the ground groaning.
I’d never felt such pain and agony before as I curled up into a ball. When I looked up I found Nikki standing over me with a grin on her face. Her jeans had sank to her hips, letting the black lace of her panties poke over the top. I think she wanted me to fight back. I think she wanted me to pants her, but I didn’t have the strength to resist.
She looked at me for a second before she unlatched the button of my own jeans. Her fingers brushed the front of my panties as she unzipped my pants. My only resistance was to try to curl my knees up to stop her from exposing me. Now I think back I know I must have looked really pathetic.
She rolled me over and took both sides of my black skinny jeans. They came down fast to the top of my thighs, leaving my forest green thong on display. It felt like being plunged into cold water as my breath caught in the back of my throat. My jeans brought the back of my thong half way over my pale ass cheeks. But I didn’t have time to fix it as I tried to hold on to my pants as she hauled them down to my knees.
“Nice undies, Hannah. They’re very you.”
My face grew hot as her words hit home. I was indeed in public with my underwear on display again. She left them just below my knees as I clamped my thighs together and tried to drag them back up. Nikki wasted no time in punishing me further. She stepped over me and squatted down, giving me a slap and grabbing my thin t-shirt. It didn’t take her long to pull it over my tits. I moved my hands to save my shirt, but I was too late and she covered my face with it.
Nikki moved so quickly that I couldn’t keep up. To my horror, she left the t-shirt where it was and grabbed my black bra by the front. With an almighty pull, my bra was torn off. My hands flew to my tits only to find that they had been exposed. My nipples were so hard that they could have cut glass. Goosebumps popped up all over my body as a cold chill ran into my stomach.
I yelled under my t-shirt, but Nikki continued clamping it over my face. I did my best to roll onto my front. That was another mistake. It made it easy for Nikki to return to my skinny jeans and wrench them down the rest of my snow white legs. With my thong half way down my ass, she slapped it, making me yelp. My shoes and socks came with it. My t-shirt fell from my face, but Nikki soon jumped on top of me and ripped it off.
I wish I could have cried. I wish I could have said something, but I was so turned on with this fighter girl sitting on top of me in just my thong. Nikki slapped my ass again and didn’t waste any time in removing my thong. It slid down my legs and, again, I was naked. She finally got off me and I scrambled to my feet, cupping my bush and trying to cover my tits the best I could.
Nikki only laughed at me as she now had all my clothes on her side. Would she really leave me without anything? There were no cops to save me this time.
“You said you’d show me yours.”
Nikki grinned. “That was until you decided to be a bad girl. Now you don’t get to see anything.” She pulled up her jeans and safely hid the top of her panties. “Did you like it?”
Of course I didn’t like it, why would she ask such a stupid question? Well, I did like it, but…I can’t explain it. I couldn’t explain it then. Nikki came over to me again. She leaned her head in and inexplicably kissed me on the lips. She then whispered in my ear. “If you want to see my body you should do better than that. Last time was just a taste. But I’m going to be seeing you again soon.”
Nikki pulled her head away and looked my snow white skin up and down, before pushing me. I toppled backwards and landed in the pond. Soaked and covered in mud, I rubbed the water out of my eyes and my dripping hair. The last time I saw Nikki on that day was when she strolled away with all my clothes.
She was right, though, I would be seeing her again soon.
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