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Humiliation and Pain Over Such a Silly Little Game Part 2


By Cigar

Gretta presented her bikini to Maria and the both women exchanged European style cheek kisses, which I thought was real hot. I have always been turned on by a naked woman interacting with a clothed gal.

Then Maria lifted Gretta's bikini above her head and began to dance around Gretta who was getting angrier and more humiliated by the minute.

When Maria turned her back to Gretta and started shaking her ass at her, Gretta lost it and suddenly reached out grabbing two handfuls of Maria's hair and shook her head violently back and forth. Gretta shouted at Maria, "You filthy c*nt -- I'll f*ck you up for trying to embarrass me you f*cking wetb*ck wh*re!"

Apparently, however, Maria had anticipated Gretta's sneak attack and was ready for her. In one swift motion, Maria lashed back in mule kick fashion, the heel of her barefoot striking Gretta on the apex of her pussy!

For all intent and pourposes, the fight was over with that one blow. Gretta's eyes glossed over. Both of Gretta's hands immediently went from being imbeded in Maria's hair to Gretta's now burning crotch. Gretta, clutching her wounded womanhood, fell face first on the floor.

Maria went to the carpet as well, quickly wrapping her right arm around Gretta's neck and grabbing Gretta's left nipple and twisting it with her free left hand.

The two women remained in that position for a few minutes until Gretta was on the verge of passing out. Maria then released the hold and got on top of Gretta folding her into a matchbook pin. Maria held Gretta down as the Hispanic guests counted to 20 in Spanish.

Not missing a beat, Maria got off of Gretta, still holding Gretta's feet above Gretta's head. Maria turned around and quickly sat on Gretta's face. Maria then placed one of Gretta's ankles under Maria's right knee joint and held Gretta's other leg under Maria's left arm. In this position, Gretta's gams were spread wide open and her pussy was open to every onlooker and Maria's attack.

Maria has aristocratically long fingers, which enabled her to well apply her next humiliating hold. Maria shoved her long, slender right thumb with sharp nail into Gretta's pussy then stuck her first and second fingers into Gretta's asshole and squeezed for all she was worth.

Gretta's muffled screams filled the room as she begged someone to help her before Maria ruined her for life. I'm ashamed to say I did nothing. I was sitting down because I had gotten a hard-on watching the spectacle. I looked around the room and noticed I was not alone as many men had swimsuit pup tents watching the erotic fight.

"Oh, Maria, I knew you loved soccer, but it looks like you are good at bowling too!" Isabella said, commenting on Maria's excellently applied c*nt claw that resembled a grip on a bowling ball. The comment drew heavy laughter as Maria continued to squeeze and Gretta squirmed in uncontrolable desperation beneath Maria's ass.

Then Maria put Gretta's left foot under Maria's knee to free up her left hand so that Maria could grab a fistful of Gretta's thick golden pubic hair and rip it out by the roots. Gretta, whose face was now burried deep in Maria's bikini-clad pussy and asshole, began to scream hysterically and beg for mercy.

When Gretta's body went limp, Maria released the hold and wiped her hands on Gretta's now trophy bikini. Maria then flipped a once-again conscious Gretta on her stomach and propped her ass high in the air, ordering Gretta to remain in that position or she would reapply the tw*t hold.

Maria then went to her handbag and pulled out her size 11AA soccer cleats.

"You never know when a soccer game is going to break out -- I come prepared," Maria chirped as she sat down and began to put on the shoes that had menacing metal-tipped rubber spikes along the soles.

It soon became apparent to everyone in the room what Maria was going to do with those shoes as she quickly laced them up and prepared for her shot on "goal." Gretta looked back in horror but was too helpless and too frightened to move and prevent the inevitable.

Maria lined up several feet behind Gretta's upturned ass. Before I could yell for her not to do it, Maria took a couple of long momentum-gathering steps and lashed out a perfect kick, her toe and instep striking Gretta hard and square on Gretta's exposed pubic bone.

Several of the excited spectators began shouting, "Gooooooooooooaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaalllllllllll!!! !! Goooooooaaaaaaaaalllllll!!!!! Gooooooooooaaaaaaaaaaaallll!!!!!!!!" mimicking that Spanish TV announcer who has become famous for his excited soccer scoring calls.

Gretta jumped at least a foot off the ground and landed on her side, clutching her pussy and howling like a dying animal.

Still Maria was not satisfied. She grabbed the soles of Gretta's size 10 feet, turned Gretta over and began to stomp Gretta's badly bruised and swollen sex. The first stomp sprained two of Gretta's fingers as Gretta partially blocked Maria's metal cleats. When Gretta pulled back her hands to shake out the pain, Maria had an unobstructed stomp to Gretta's clit and slammed her spikes directly into that region.

Maria was able to land two more stomps to Gretta's sn*ch before I got off my ass and stepped in to break up the total destruction of Gretta.

At that point Carlos and Isabella stepped in and presented Maria with Gretta's discarded bikini and the World Cup replica trophy.

Maria then spent the next few minutes posing over a prone Gretta. Maria hoisted the replica World Cup and kissed it. She then waived Gretta's bikini to the cheering crowd. Maria also placed the toe of her cleated right foot on Gretta's left pink nipple and grounded it out like a cigarette butt.

Gretta then walked away with several male guests following her, patting her back and shaking her hand for her triumph.

I kneeled down to help Gretta up. But she told me not to move her just then.

"I'm hurt real bad -- I need to see a doctor at the hospital emergency room," Gretta said, telling me that all she had worn to the party was her bikini, a see-through hip wrap and a pair of sandals.

I went to Maria and asked if Gretta coud have her bikini back so that she did not have to go to the hospital naked. Maria refused, clutching the orange garment to her chest and saying she had won it fair and square. When I stepped forward to take it from her, several Hispanic and black men men stood behind Maria and stared me down. I felt it was wise to back off.

"Come on fellas," I said. "Are we really going to ruin our friendships over such a silly little game?"

At that time I noticed a strange thing was happening. Many of the women who had brought extra clothing began putting it on. They had noticed how excited the Maria-Gretta incident had made most of the men. And they were well aware of the history of violence at the outcome of soccer matches. The last thing any of them wanted to do was further excite the male members in the crowd into potentially gang r*ping them.

None of the women would give me any clothing with which to redress Gretta. Girlfriends warned their boyfriends not to give Gretta their shirts for fear that they could become the targets of attack by the blacks and Hispancs for helping the unpopular fallen white woman.

The only one left who had any clothing to loan Gretta was Isabella, whose entire and extensive wardrobe was in her upstairs bedroom. But that was not going to happen.

"If that puta was so stupid as to wager and lose the only thing she wore to my party, then she deserves to go home totally naked," Isabella said as she handed Gretta's transparent wrap and sandals to Maria who gleefully accepted the additional spoils of her victory. "Besides, I'm sure Gretta does not want to smell like a Spanish woman!"

I went back to where Gretta was lying. A girlfriend of hers had placed a bag of ice on Gretta's crotch to relieve some of the pain and swelling. She told me that Gretta's injuries looked severe and that she needed to get to a hospital as soon as possible. I told Gretta I could not find anything for her to wear.

Gretta weakly replied, "I would rather endure the humiliation of being stark naked in public at the hospital than spend one more minute here watching Maria gloat over her beating me. Just carry me to your car and get me out of this God-forsaken place."

I carried Gretta to my car as some of the guests actually booed her. "What assholes," I thought. "I'll never party with this bunch again."

Gretta's girlfriend brought Gretta her purse, which fortunately contained Gretta's ID and health insurance card.

On the way to the hospital, I gave Gretta my shirt to wear so that she would not be totally nude. We did not speak to one another. There was really nothing for either of us to say at that moment.

When we got to the hospital, we were told that there would be a long wait as it was an exceptionally busy day --undoubtedly from treating injuries resulting from fights breaking out following the soccer game. To make matters worse, Gretta had to fill out a bunch of forms including giving a detailed description of how she got her injuries.

After examining Gretta and taking x-rays of her pubic area, the doctor came out to the waiting room and told me that the injuries were not as bad as they initially appeared and that with rest, icepacks and a prescription for pain medicine, Gretta should make a full recovery within a month.

He warned, however, that it would be best if she abstained from sex during that time to give her wounds the proper time to heal. Maria, in effect, had given Gretta the ultimate red card that included a 30-day suspension from love-making, which Gretta admitted she enjoyed far more than a good soccer game.

When I commented on how unusual these injuries must have appeared to be, the doctor said he had seen a lot worse on the days of big soccer matches. In fact, he said, just a half hour earlier he had to apply stitches to the scrotums of two soccer fans who had gotten into a knife fight over the game.

"I grew up in India, where I played soccer and went to all of the big matches," the doctor said. "Yet, I don't understand how this sport can drive people so mad that they would attack each other's jimmies over it! It's crazy. After all, it's just a silly little game."

In the weeks since the World Cup I have regularly visited Gretta at her home, where her recovery is going as well as can be expected. Several times she has thanked me for coming to her aide and halting the slaughter.

"When I heal down there, I'll show you just how thankful I am," Gretta told me yesterday. "Would that be OK?"

In my mind, I was shouting to the heavens and turning cartwheels over the offer of sex from this blond angel, but out loud I calmly replied, "Gee, that would be swell."

I told Gretta I had not partied with that crowd since the incident and did not plan to do so ever again because of what they allowed to happen to her.

Also yesterday, for the first time, Gretta discussed the troubling events of the World Cup party. That was after a package arrived in her mailbox with Maria's return address on it. The package contained a DVD. It did not take much effort to guess that it was a recording made from the cell phone videos of Gretta's humiliating defeat.

"I guess Maria doesn't want me to ever forget how she thoroughly embarrassed me," Gretta said. "You want to watch it with me?"

"Are you sure you are ready to address this and watch what she did to you," I asked.

"Look, I am going to be reminded of this fight for the rest of my life," Gretta said. "I'm sure I'll go to parties where Maria will be and she will bring it up. She now has a video that I am sure she is sending to everyone. She probably has even posted it on the Internet by now. I have been told that Maria has put my bikini in her trophy case and that she shows it to everyone who visits her so she can tell the story of how it got there.

"I will be humiliated over and over because of what happened. I have to find a way to accept it and move on. And one of the ways to do that is to watch what happened and confront the issue, no matter how emotionally painful it is to relive it."

As we watched the video, which began with the bikini presentation ceremony and ended with me carrying naked Gretta to my car -- and everything that happened in between -- Gretta commented that she has dreamed of avenging her loss to Maria someday and doing everything to Maria that Maria had done to her.

But Gretta also admitted she was scared to even think about trying to fight Maria again.

"Maybe next time if I am clothed and she is nude I can beat her -- but I just don't know," Gretta said as she winced at the scenes where Maria twisted her nipple, yanked out her pubes and gouged her groin.

"I don't think I can be as nasty as her and attack another woman's boobs and privates. But, from experience, I know that b*tch will go after my tits and pussy again. It's probably best that I just keep my distance from her and accept that she is the better woman just like Spain's soccer team was better than Holland's that day."

Gretta also said that she is rethinking her zealous support of The Netherlands soccer squad and even the entire sport of soccer.

"Why don't you teach me about American football," Gretta said. "After all, soccer is such a silly little game, isn't it?"

I smiled warmly. Perhaps more people are starting to think my way about soccer.

End.


Here are the rest of the photos to help illustrate this story:

6. Maria puts nude Gretta in a choke hold.

7. Naked Gretta is put in a matchbook hold by clothed Maria.

8. Gretta's bikini as it currently is being displayed in Maria's trophy case.

9. Gretta in all her naked glory awaits Maria's deadly crotch attack.

10. Gretta clutches her womanhood after Maria's vicious pussy kick.