CFNF Wrestling - Lisa Comshaw, etc.

[Cigar4u]

Hi Sceej:

I agree with Helen – I loved your story. It was well developed, well crafted and had most of the elements that we all like in a good CFNF fight story. I especially loved the lime green painted toenails to match the lime green bikini Debra was wearing!

But, did I misread something? Did you allow Double D Debra to keep her panties on? That’s a no-no on this thread. We like our losing women around here to be completely nekid! Remember, it’s CFNF not CFTF wrestling and fighting. Why would Joyce pass up the golden opportunity to thoroughly embarrass Deb by letting her keep her bottoms on?

I too have a foot fetish – especially for gals with big feet – so I absolutely loved the tickling of the size 10 feet. I didn’t think that would work in a fight story, but you managed to write it so that the tickling added to Debra’s shame and made Joyce so damn dominant. Bravo!

The only criticism I would have other than allowing Debra to keep her bottoms on – and mind you this is a small thing – I would have had Joyce hoist Debra out of the water by her nipples instead of having a bunch of men help her out and grope her boobs. What you wrote is just fine and just as erotic. I just prefer a woman to manipulate another woman’s sensitive nipples in a CFNF fight.

Please, if you can, post the rest of the Joyce vs. Debra matches when you get a chance. I’m sure they are all fantastic.

And, in honor of you posting your first story on this thread – and to salute boobs in general, especially big ones – here are some photos of women twisting other women’s nipples during CFNF fights:

[hemo101]

OUCH! ! ! Your mean as hell Ciggie! ! !

[Cigar4u]

Gee Helen,

Are you referring to my pinching criticisms of Sceej's story or the photos of the poor gals on the business end of the delightful titty twisters? I really cannot tell!

I thought it was fair criticism that Debra should have wound up totally nude and not just topless. And from your writings I would think you would support me on that point. Certainly your Luisa character would not pass up a chance to remove the bottoms -- or twist the bare nipples -- of your Helen character in one of your absolutely wonderful stories.

So it has to be the pictures that you think I'm a meanie for posting.

Oh, it's OK for you gals to laugh up a storm when us guys get struck in our exposed balls or our penises get twisted in a fight with a clothed woman, but let us take pleasure in a taffy pulling contest with a lady's nips and it really strikes a nerve!

In case you can't tell, I know you were teasing me about being mean because you share my passion for seeing a woman taken for a walk by her nipples. It's practically a trademark of your Luisa-Helen stories.

Those pictures do look realistic, don't they?

BTW, I had to really look closely to make sure the closeup photos were on topic. At first I thought those were a guy's hands twisting the nipples. But based on the slender fingers and lack of hair on the arms I think they are a woman's hands doing the damage so I posted them.

BTW, for people who don't want to go to the ASSTA website, why don't you post one of your Helen vs. Luisa fights on this tread. My favorite is the one about the sorority sisters who battle it out for the school presidency. That has all of the elements of a great CFNF fight scenario.

Meanwhile, here's a bikini clad woman displaying a fight trophy bra, ala Joyce vs, Debra. Is this a little less mean yet still as titilating?

[hemo101]

Ola everybody!

Guess what, I was writing an extensive response to this thread when I had to check out something from an earlier page. However, when I tried to get back to this response page, I seem to have lost all that I have written. Drats! ! !

So here we go again.

Thanks to Ciggie's comments, I revisited Sceej's stories at Seaking's and noticed that all of them deal with one sided boxing matches between DD Debbie and her nemesis Joyce, where DD ends up knocked out (not up) but still otherwise clothed. An apparent no-no to cfnf purists like good old Ciggie here.

As for me, although I fervently subscribe to Ciggie's mantra that a cfnf fight must involve total nudity and utter humiliation for our damsel in distress, there are times,however, that I feel that the absence of nudity may be forgiven so long as the degradation our poor lass must undergo is of such degree as to compensate for that missing element.

Moreover, speaking of boxing, aside from the likes of Layla Ali and other dames trained in the art of pugilism or the other martial disciplines, do you think women would actually engage in fisticuffs in the event of a confrontation. Considering the highly emotional state of women, its my thinking that they would be unable to engage in a scientific boxing match, as it would degenerate quickly into an open clawed, hair pulling, arms and legs flailing and wild and whooly cat fight, as soon as the adrenalin pumps up in the heat of the fight.

Now for Ciggie. Yup I was referring to your pics. They look so excrutiatingly painful that I could almost feel the torment the recipient thereof is feeling. Ouch! Any more you got?

Speaking of pics, Ive been meaning to ask you about your "Match Box Hold" picture where Candy is about to lose her panties to a somewhat regularly attired opponent. This looks interesting, why is her opponent dressed in somewhat every day attire? Any story and other pics on the subject?

Now as for your latest pic, WHERE'S THE NUDIE ! ! ! we want the nudie. For all we know the girl in the bikini could be showing off the other bikini she had brought with her. (Just joking)

Again greetings to all. I will be headed back to the salt mines soon, but before that I'll try to post one of my stories here as suggested by good old Ciggie here.

BTW haven't heard from Frrio in a while. How you ding, we've missed you. Drop a line sometime.

Love

Helen

[Cigar4u]

The purpose of my next two posts is to spark some debate among the loyal followers of this thread and to hopefully get more of you involved!

The following is my Top 20 ways for a clothed woman to humiliate a nude woman during -- or after -- a fight.

I tried to include everything I could think of, but I may have forgotten a few of the real nasty things.

Or I deliberately may not have included one of your favorites.

If you disagree with anyone of my selections, please add your own and, if you can, attach a photo to illustrate your favorite humiliations of an ENF opponent.

Some of these photos may have appeared elsewhere on this message board -- so my apologies in advance -- but none of them are watermarked.

Here are my Nos. 20 to 11 favorite forms of CFNF fight humiliation followed by the corresponding photos.

Let the debate begin!


20. Plane ol' stripping of the loser, which leads to everything else.

19. Forcing a nude opponent at gunpoint to do humiliating things.

18. Loser is photographed nude with clothed winner.

17. Winner verbally taunts or degrades nude opponent.

16. Overhead lift of nude opponent.

15. Winner ties opponent up with loser's bikini (or similar private bondage).

14. Winner forces opponent to go outdoors naked in bad weather.

13. Kick a naked opponent in her private place in a public place.

12. Winner puts naked opponent in an over-the-shoulder backbreaker, fully exposing her frontal nudity.

11. Good ol' facesitting -- humiliating and effective.

Stay tuned for the Top 10!

[Cigar4u]

And now, here is my Top 10 things a clothed woman can do to humiliate her nude opponent during or after a wrestling match or fight.

Remember, if you disagree with my Top 10 and the corresponding photos to follow, let me hear from you. Share with our other members your Top 10 or Top 20.

And, if you can, post a photo or photos of you favorite forms of fight humiliations to illustrate why you think they should replace any of my Top 20.

Now, without further delay, here's My Top 10 CFNF wrestling or fight humiliations:

10. Clothed winner puts barefoot on naked boob victory pose (that's our favorite gal Lisa Comshaw flat on her back in the photo.)

9. Clothed winner puts barefoot on naked crotch victory pose.

8. Loser is forced to orgasm at hands of the winner.

7. Loser is caught in legspread g****vine hold after being stripped naked.

6. Loser is humiliated in front of her boyfriend as winner gloats.

5. Loser is forced to endure prolonged forced full-frontal exposure with spread legs to the crowd.

4. Loser is sent to work, school or home from fight naked by clothed opponent.

3. Clothed winner washes nude opponent's mouth out with soap.

2. Clothed winner forces naked opponent to eat her own wrestling suit.

1. Clothed winner binds and displays naked loser in a public place and leaves her there fully exposed.

Now, let's hear what you think!

[hemo101]

Nice job Ciggie.

I don't think I can do the whole top ten, much less twenty, but here are a number of cool things the clothed winner can do to our naked loser. Not precisely in order.

1. Really whale into her naked butt. . .

2. forcibly make her cumm with the use of toys.

3. Invite friends over to take part in her humiliation

4. Invite friends over to share in the fun of whipping her.

5. Enslaving her through bdsm

[hemo101]

Hey WTF I posted the story Madame President as suggested by Ciggie but it seems to be gone. Here it is again.

Madam President

The Sigma Lambda Tau or SLT for short, was the most popular sorority at the
prestigious Schadenfreude College of the Kinetic Arts and Social Sciences,
or "SUCK ASS U" to its more irreverent alumni and current enrollees.

To a sister, the membership of the SLT, were composed of the hottest,
wildest and most uninhibited girls on campus, that they earned the moniker
" sl*ts", from their admirers and detractors alike.

For long years past, the presidency of the school's student council was
rotated among the members of the Greek organizations. Who, without regard
to the rest of the student populace, pre-select two candidates from among
themselves to run against each other for the presidency, since no body else
from the rest of the generally apolitical student body seemed even remotely
interested in the job.

For this year, the ambitious Grand Archon of the SLT, alternatively
referred to as the "Chief sl*t or Cheap sl*t" behind her back, was able to
bamboozle the other heads of the Greek houses to agree to having two sl*ts
running against each other, to ensure, that either way, a sl*t would be the
next President of the student council.

Delighted no end at the success of her political machinations, the Cheap
sl*t called a meeting of the sl*ts where she named the two lucky
candidates, one of whom will be the next president of the student council.

The first girl she named was Helen Martin, or Heli for short.

She was a beautiful blond of average height with a killer body to match.
She had a dazzling smile and a really friendly and bubbly disposition that
drew people towards her. She was by far the most popular sl*t in the
sorority, if not the whole school.

Although her I.Q. may have been only slightly above average, what she
lacked in intellectual perspicacity, she more than made up for by her
natural intelligence and willingness to go to any lengths to make the
grade. (No, don't get me wrong, I didn't mean she would be willing to sleep
with her professors just to pass a course; I meant, she was willing to do
extra assignments to earn extra credits. Although, truth to tell, there
were rumors circulating that she had supposedly slept with a professor or
two to gain her "A's", but these were just unsubstantiated rumors.)

She was a Dean's lister, the captain of the school's cheer leading squad
and a most qualified candidate for the position of student council
president. The other sl*ts broke out in a raucous round of applause when
the chief sl*t concluded her brief introduction of Heli.

The second girl called was Luisa Sevilla, she had no cute nickname and
insisted being called Luisa even by her friends.

Luisa was an exotic raven haired beauty of Hispanic origin with the same
killer body as Heli. In fact, both girls were practically of the same size
and built that they could share each other's clothes, if they so wanted.

Unlike Heli's extroverted nature, Helena was more of an introvert, but
has been able to develop deeper and more lasting friendships than the
shallower Heli. She was also the smartest girl in the sorority, if not the
school itself, and had never failed to impress people whenever she spoke or
wrote a dissertation on any topic.

The cheap sl*t ended her approbation of Luisa by saying she had the
highest grade point average in the school, she was the captain of the
debating team and another one worthy for the position of student council
president. The applause that followed was just as loud as that given to
Heli, but was a lot more reserved and formal, like that given at the end of
a philharmonic performance.

Cooly the two shook each other's hands and with nary a word to each
other, turned that back to celebrate with their respective supporters. The
chief sl*t could not help but secretly smile at the body language being
displayed by the two candidates.

Unknown to the sl*ts but one, Heli and Luisa had a history of violence
against each other. They came from the same town and used to go to the
same high school, that is before Heli and Luisa got into a scrap over a
boy. The catfight which ensued only lasted a few minutes before it was
broken up by the teachers, with Heli technically coming up on top, as she
had been able to slightly rip Louisa's shirt collar and reveal one of her
bra straps.

After the fight, Luisa's parents moved her to another school to avoid
their " unica hija's " getting into another fight. The next time the girls
met was already in college when Heli, who was already a full fledged sl*t,
returned to school after taking a sojourn in Europe for a semester, only to
find that Luisa had become a sl*t in her absence. Heli just about kicked
herself for not being around for Luisa's initiation and for missing the
opportunity of making her hell week a real fucking living hell.

Needless to say, the two tried to avoid any contact with each other as
much as possible, and this was the first time they even shook hands, make
it touch hands, since that fight long ago in high school.

As the cheap sl*t eyed both girls contemplatively, she could not make up
her mind which of them stood a better chance of winning. Would it be
Luisa's brains or Heli's vivacity that would tip the scales in their
respective favor. Fully aware of the brewing animosity between the two,
which was the very reason why she chose them to run against each other in
the first place, the chief sl*t could not wait to see how both sl*ts would
conduct their respective campaigns to hopefully, not only beat, but destroy
and grind the other one to dust, as well. Patting herself in the back at
how well her Machiavellian intrigues were turning out, the cheap sl*t
excused herself, and went to bed, where she immediately fell into the sleep
of the just.

The following morning the chief sl*t woke to a beautiful day, straight
into her worst nightmare. Looking into her cellular phone, she saw that
she had received dozens of text messages from the other Greeks, informing
her, that Troy Cruz, the most popular and charismatic none Greek
personality in school, had decided to throw his hat into the ring, and
filed his candidacy for the presidency of the student council.

Forecasting that most of the barbarian horde would rally behind the
non-Greek, the cheap sl*t just knew that if both girls ran together as
planned, they stood no chance at all in winning, as they would divide the
Greek vote between them. Now, if only one of them ran, then it may still
be possible for her to pull off a victory, what with the Greek vote intact
and a few incidents of intimidation and seduction here and there.

Seeing that there was no other way out, the chief sl*t went about her
task to try to convince one of the girls to quit the race. Personally, the
Chief sl*t would have preferred Luisa to be the one to run, as she was very
much impressed by her dignified bearing and saw in her the potential for
greatness. She was even considering her as the next head of the sl*ts,
despite her being junior to most of the other girls.

When the cheap sl*t told the girls about the problem, they both
adamantly and vehemently refused to give way, especially to each other.
They had brainstormed the whole night with their respective supporters, and
had already come up with their campaign strategy which they were sure would
carry them on to victory. The discussion grew fast and furious as both
girls vigorously argued why she would be the better candidate than the
other, that pretty soon even their own supporters got into the fracas,
caterwauling and shrieking invectives to the other camp, telling them what
a cheap wh*r* their candidate was, and so were they.

Just as the room was about to erupt into a battle royal of a catfight,
an idea suddenly came to the chief sl*t's mind, who up to then had remained
silent, amidst the bedlam, with a bemused look on her face. Like the great
leader the cheap sl*t always deluded herself to be, she stood up and in her
most domineering voice roared for her minions to stop, before they came to
blows, or in this case, scratch each others' eyes out.

She imperiously sent both camps to opposite sides of the sorority house
and called the other officers to a meeting. After telling the others of
her plan, they unanimously gave their assent, quite impressed at how
brilliant and at the same time diabolical, the chief sl*t's solution to the
problem was.

After giving the two contending camps time to cool off, a formal meeting
of the sorority was called for later in the afternoon, complete with robes
and scented candles. After the opening rites, the chief sl*t intoned for
both Heli and Luisa to step forth. She then spoke in a most somber voice
asking one of them to withdraw to ensure victory for the sorority. They
both refused. She repeated her plea twice more, this time asking one of
them to quit for the sake of the sorority, but these again drew the adamant
refusal of both girls.

"Very well then." The chief sl*t intoned. "You have both refused the
Sorority's request. Being sisters, we cannot force you to do what you do
not want to do. Await the judgment of the great Sigma Lambda Tau."

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Luisa continued to smile menacingly down at Heli as she slowly walked
towards her. No doubt intimidated by her state of (un)dress, Heli tried to
ease herself back on her elbows to put space between her and her nemesis.
However, when she reached the edge of the crowd, no one, not even her
sorority sisters, would let her thru. As she looked up to face the crowd,
she failed to find any sympathetic face at all. To a man, and woman,
everyone there now seemed to be rooting for Luisa, and were intent to
witness Heli's impending humiliation.

As Heli was pleading with the crowd to please let her through, Luisa
suddenly struck with a savage kick to heli's c*nt. Almost blacking out
from the pain, Heli cried out and writhed on the floor, grabbing her sore
pussy with both hands. This left her completely vulnerable and open to
attack by Luisa who grabbed her by the hair and dragged her to her feet.
Once she had the poor Heli stood up, Luisa proceeded to slap, punch and
knee Heli all over while maintaining a steely grip on her hair with one
hand.

Luisa then let go of Heli's hair and gave Heli a number of judo throws
to the floor, stunning and causing the other girl great pain. As Heli lay
dazed on the floor with her limbs akimbo, Luisa stomped on her flat stomach
with her heavy work boot, eliciting a blood curdling yelp from Heli, who
thereupon crawled to a fetal position to try to avoid further attacks to
her tender parts.

Again, grabbing Heli by the hair, Luisa hauled her up screaming. Once
she had Heli on her feet, Luisa made a sudden grab to Heli's bra and tore
it off, unveiling the other girl's naked breasts to the rabid crowd.

Stunned momentarily by the heaven sent revelation, the crowd roared back
to life and simply went wild at the sight of Heli's luscious breasts.

Heli desperately tried to cover up when she realized her breasts were
exposed. But the cruel Luisa would not allow her such modesty. Quickly
getting Heli in a school girl pin, Luisa started slapping Heli's breast to
and fro like a pendulum, even grabbed onto her nipples, pulling and
wrenching them, like a radio dial.

After a few minutes of this intense and unimaginable torture, Heli cried
out her submission and pleaded for Luisa to stop. However, the other girl
merely ignored her and continued to beat down on her unmercifully. Quite
distraught that she was continued to be beaten after she had conceded
defeat, Heli could only bawl her eyes out on the floor, desperately praying
for her torment to end.

Fortunately for Heli, it was Luisa herself who decided to end the
torture. She stood Heli up to face the heads of the Greeks and reminded
the girl in the thong that the fight would only end when one of them was
naked. Luisa then asked if she may be allowed a chair to sit on, and when
given one, promptly pulled Heli over her lap as she sat down. Luisa then
almost gently pulled down Heli's thong just a little to reveal her ass and
proceeded to give her a resounding spanking, to the amusement of every body
there.

To her utmost shame, it was Heli herself who was forced to strip herself
nude. Stretching herself backward to try to pull her thong off, Heli's
progress was impeded by the incessant blows to her doomed posterior and by
the wild kicking of her feet in the air, which caused her thong to get
entangled. Finally, after about fifty hard spanks had landed, all of which
were counted out loud by the highly amused audience, Heli was able to kick
free of her thong, leaving her totally nude at last.

To Heli's consternation, Luisa continued punishing her, even after she
had gotten nude. Crying out in pain, Heli begged Luisa to stop, pointing
out that she was already nude and had conceded defeat much earlier.

"Who said you were nude." Luisa exclaimed as she pushed Heli from her
lap and landed on her back on the floor. "What's that?" Luisa pointed at
Heli's groin, and her neatly trimmed patch of pubic hair. (Turns out Heli
was a true blond after all.) "You still aren't totally naked."

Luisa then sat on Heli's face and proceeded to pull all of the naked
girl's pubic hair off by the roots. Heli's screams of anguish were
effectively muffled by the thick cloth of her own pants.

After Luisa had yanked all of Heli's pubic hair off, she stood up to the
thunderous cheers of the crowd. She was embraced with open arms by the
Chief sl*t and congratulated no end by the other Greek heads. Heli was
left lying on the floor piteously crying.

The head of the supreme Greek council then made a speech perorating all
the Greeks to unite in this monumental battle against Troy, ending his
speech with a toast to the next president of the student council, to the
accompaniment of "Hail to the Chief" playing in the background.

Luisa kept Heli naked for the rest of the night. In fact she was the
only one nude around. To degrade Heli further, Luisa even put on her high
heals to complete her outfit, knowing fully well how humiliating this would
make the naked girl feel to look up to her rival, all resplendent in all
the clothes she had worn earlier.

For the amusement of all, Luisa had Heli masturbate in front of
everyone, and even made her fuck herself with a beer bottle, till she
involuntarily came, to the jeers of the unruly crowd. The look on Heli's
face as she tried to keep herself from orgasming was simply priceless, that
it became a favorite wallpaper for most Greek computer screens and cellular
phones.

Luisa also gave Heli as a sacrifice to the male Greek gods to do with as
they please. After huddling together the lords of the Greeks decided to
share the bounty with the rest of the Greeks, symbolically at least.

From around the twenty fraternities present, a champion was chosen from
each and everyone, to partake of the sacrificial victim's beautiful charms.
For the next two hours Heli was continuously ravished in public by the
twenty lust filled college boys, who made her suck, fuck and take it up the
ass, in any manner and combination. As a finale, the boys gave Heli a
Bukkake, coating her whole body thickly with their semen.

Heli was made to walk home with her sisters as is, barefoot and naked,
body all coated with cumm. When she got to the sorority house, she was
made to sleep at the floor of Luisa's room, but not till after she was made
to pack all her stuff and bring it to Luisa. The perpetual pledge would no
longer be entitled to a room in this house.

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When Heli woke up the next day, body all stiff and aching from sleeping
on the hard floor and from the beating she took last night, she was made to
kneel on all fours before Luisa as the comfortably seated girl spelled out
Heli's assignments.

First, she should always be nude in the house and may only wear the
clothes Luisa has picked for her.

Second, she must always obey what Luisa and the other sl*ts tells her to
do, no matter how embarrassing or humiliating it would be. Third, she will
do everything and anything to ensure Luisa's victory, even to the point of
dispensing sexual favors, if necessary.

With tears brimming in her eyes Heli agreed to all that Luisa demanded.
It was only then that Heli was allowed to finally bathe and wash away the
thick coating of dried up semen, all over her body.

For the next weeks the sl*ts as well as the rest of the Greeks
campaigned vigorously for Luisa. Always at the forefront was a sl*tily
clad Helen Martin, blowing kisses in the air and making lewd suggestions,
urging all the boys to vote for Luisa. Quite a few none-Greek boys took
her up on her offer. Her outfits got skimpier and skimpier as the campaign
season drew to an end, and quite a number of none-Greek males shifted their
support in favor of Luisa because of this, as well as the sexual favors
Heli readily gave out.

Perhaps the thing that contributed most to Luisa's campaign was not the
brilliant arguments she made in her one-on-one debate with Troy, but rather
a video clip supposedly from Stallion Productions that appeared in youtube,
showing the fully clothed Luisa beating on a naked Heli, with a voice over
urging the listeners to vote for a president who would be willing to fight
for their rights.

Pretty soon word spread and that particular clip took so many hits, that
the site had to shut down a few times.

Nevertheless, that little political ad, which incidentally had been
thought off by the cheap sl*t herself who had secretly filmed the fight,
did more to boost Luisa's image as a strong willed, determined, fighter,
who would do all in her power to protect her constituents. That really
signaled the death knell of Troy, as he lost hundreds of votes, on account
of this video. When the final results came out, Luisa won by a mere
handful of votes.

The sl*ts had a rousing victory celebration in their house the night of
the election. They also planned a more formal dinner in honor of the new
president of the student council. On both occasions, Heli attended them
absolutely naked, serving food and drinks to the elegantly dressed people
in attendance. She was also made to have dinner with the guests, but hers
consisted of a bowl of dog food, which she ate on the floor, using only her
mouth to slurp her food.

Like a true sister, Luisa did not begrudge the use of her pledge to the
other sisters. The other sisters once in awe of Heli, now took great
delight in having her tongue service them wherever they wanted. They also
found Heli convenient whenever it was their time of the month, as she could
now service their boyfriends without fear of any emotional attachment. The
guys loved it too whenever Heli was made to take care of them. since they
could now do to her all the things they had always fantasized of doing with
their girlfriends but were afraid to, lest they be thought of as perverted
degenerates.

Things got so bad for Heli, that she was now thought to be a true sl*t
in every sense of the word and she soon became an urban legend as her
popularity grew even more. Before the semester ended, Heli made her escape
from the Sorority house. She slinked back to her hometown, a broken woman
in both body and soul, and enrolled in the small community college there,
which could offer her at most a secretarial degree.

As Luisa's term as presidency came to an end, she handed over the reins
of government to her successor Troy Cruz who, following his defeat promptly
joined a fraternity and kept the tradition of Greek domination still alive
at SUCK ASS U.

Luisa planned to spend the semestral break at home with a few sisters,
where they had hoped to meet up with an errant pledge, said to be
matriculating at the local community college.

The Cheap sl*t could not help but look at Luisa with pride in her eyes,
as her protégé happily walked off with two other sisters, knowing that she
would have a bright future in politics and finally be able to achieve what
Hillary Rodham Clinton failed in doing. (Go Barack! ! ! {Sorry couln't
help myself})

The end