Title: Emily vs. Tommy III

Author: Hidden Whisper

Saturday, July 17, 2004. 4:22 pm

Tomas Walker:

Age: 23

Height: 6'1

Weight: 145 lbs

Hair: Black

Eyes: Brown

Attire: Blue jeans, no shirt, no socks no shoes.

Emily Gray:

Age: 20

Height: 5'8

Weight: 175

Hair: Blonde

Eyes: Greenish Hazel

Bra Size: 37D

Attire: Blue shorts, white tank top, no socks, no shoes.

Throughout the whole week I've been screwing with Tommy. Our last fight gave him his most humiliating defeat EVER, so I took it upon my self to leave him little reminders. He'd come home from work, and find the tape playing of him getting smothered by my bare chest. He could hear his muffled cries of agony as I teased the camera with my cleavage. MAN I looked good in that video, I wish I could say the same for Tommy, HAHA!

We scheduled today for a fight since we both had the day off. We were both in the family room getting ready for the match. There were construction people in here the other day installing a ceiling fan. It wasn't done yet, all that hung from the ceiling was a large hook, and about a foot of rope attached to it. We should easily be able to fight around it.

Tommy was in his blue jeans, barefoot with no shirt. It kinda pisses me off that guys get to do EVERYTHING shirtless while girls always have to be covered. Since I've been getting my bras removed ALL THE TIME these days, I figured why not. It worked on Tommy REALLY well last time. At least if I take it off my self, Tommy wouldn't have anything to gloat about. Besides, after how much I've been doing it lately, I realized being topless makes it makes it easier to wrestle.

I waited until he turned around, then grabbing my tank top from the waste; I took it off the sexiest way possible. Slowly, like a strip tease, dragging it over my boobs, I wasn't wearing a bra this time! You could tell Tommy was trying to act like he didn't care, but he wasn't doing a good job, his eyes fixated on my chest. I LOVE this new tactic! I threw the top across the room, bent over, and shook my boobs.

“Remember these,” I said teasingly.

Tommy gawked at them for a second, and then shook his head regaining his composure.

“I remember what they looked like after I FORCED you topless.” He said.

“HAAH!” I replied, “I remember when they were smothering you, and distracted you forcing you to loose the fight! But you don't have to worry about getting my top off this time dear; it's all out in the open. Nothing between you and me but a good clean fight!”

He nodded nervously. He knew having me topless the whole time was gonna be a distraction. I on the other hand knew that having my chest exposed the whole time could turn into a vulnerability later. The odds were set, and the fight began.

Emily vs. Tommy III

A New Hook!

We circled each other around the room, sizing each other up. Tommy tried to keep his eyes on mine, but I didn't make it easy for him. I jutted out my chest, and pushed my boobs together revealing great cleavage. He couldn't help but look; it was throwing him off tremendously.

“So how do you wanna start this thing” I asked, “you up for a test of strength?”

He thought about it for a sec, and agreed. I nodded and extended my arm in the air. Tommy warily walked over and grabbed it. Then my other arm went up, he grabbed it.

1….2…..3!

After three, we began baring down on each other trying to push the other to their knees. Tommy was WAY stronger than I gave him credit for. He bent my wrists back, and was pushing down with all his might. It's not fair that he's two inches taller than me to begin with, but he was standing on his TOES for leverage.

“uuhhhh” I whispered.

I was loosing my balance. I bent one leg, and pushed up with the other trying to get back to a better angle, but it didn't work. Tommy was too strong. I dropped to one knee. Tommy came closer, and pushed down harder.

“eeehhhh” I moaned.

My wrists were bent almost all the way back. I had to do something to get out of this. I pushed up with all that I was worth. It hurt my leg like hell, my wrists too! But I managed to get back to my feet. Tommy was still overpowering me though.

With my last ounce of strength, I pulled Tommy towards me, and my chest SLAMED into his. His eyes bugged out, and he lost a little bit of his grip. My bare chest heaved against his with no bra to block the sensation. Tommy's grip loosened a little more, he was no longer looking at me. His head was pointed down to my boobs against his chest.

As some of the feeling came back into my wrists I distracted him more by moving my chest back and forth against his. He let out a slight sigh of pleasure. He was done being the dominant one now. I took both his hands firmly, and pushed down. He dropped faster than I had ever seen, landing on both knees. I bent his wrists back.

“Aaaaahhhh!” He yelled.

I laughed at his weakness. Men, they'd forget what state they lived in with a pair of boobs in their face!

“Man” I said, “Your EASY to beat when I'm topless, I don't know why I never thought of this before, you men can't think past your dii…uuuuuuhhh”

Tommy head butted me in the gut. It was a cocked head but too. He bent his head back all the way before slamming it into me. The pain welled up in my stomach, and I fell to the ground. My arms wrapped around my stomach. Tommy QUICKLY got to his feet, and walked around in front of me. He grabbed both my legs, and pulled them upwards. Wrapping his arms around them, turned me on my side, and sat on my thigh, pulling my lower legs upwards as he did.

“ AAAHHHHHH! ” I yelled. It was pure agony. My legs are strong, but not very flexible. Tommy had me in one of the most painful leg holds I've ever been in in my LIFE! I smacked the ground over and over. My head moved up and down with the pain. He sat there like that for a solid minute with me shamelessly begging the whole time (shame on me!)

“Aahhhhhhh! NO, Not my legs Tommy! Anything but this, PLEASE!” I pleaded.

“Haa haaaa, sorry babe, not so tough without your boobs in my face are you?” He said jerking my legs up even more.

I couldn't take in anymore, my legs felt like they were gonna snap! Tommy had found my weakness, I HAD to make it stop.

“Please Tommy, I give I give, PLEASE let me give up!”

“aawww” he said rubbing up on my lower leg.

Tommy slowly rose to his feet, and the strain on my legs was relieved. A slight sigh of relief came over me when all of a sudden I felt the strain came back again when Tommy, EVER so slowly SAT BACK DOWN AGAIN!

“AAAAHHHHHH NOOOOOO PLEEEEASE!” I wailed! I beat my hand against the ground as hard as I could.

Tommy laughed his ass off. He was just fucking with me now!

That little punk did that THREE MORE TIMES, rising up, making me think it was over, only to come back down again. I tried to struggle my way out. I wiggled and squirmed. (Witch hurt my legs a lot more) THANK GOD Tommy lost his balance, and released my legs. I could barely feel anything in my lower body but pain. That hold had got me GOOD. I moaned and shook my head from side to side on the ground. I was wondering if I would be able to stand, but Tommy made sure I wouldn't have to just yet. He grabbed one leg, wrapped him self around it. I held my arms out, and threw up two high five hands, giving him a “stop” gesture with them.

“Please, No more!” I yelled.

He ignored my pleas and got me in a standard figure 4. The pain shot up both my legs again, to add agony to injury; he grabbed my foot and twisted it to the side.

“OOOOWWWWWWWWW!” I screamed. It was pure torture. I wanted it to end, but Tommy wouldn't let me give up! He held me in that figure 4 for two solid minutes. I screamed, moaned and begged the whole time. Occasionally I would sit up trying to get to my legs, or at least try to pry his hand off my foot, but eventually gave up and laid back down again. I beat my hands against the floor, and moaned the whole time

“oooohhhhhhhhhhh”

Tommy finally released the hold, I couldn't move I was in so much pain. He kneeled down and gave me ten punches to the gut.

“uuh, uuh, uuuuuhhh, uuh, uuuh, ohhhhhh, ooooooooh, uuuhhh, ohhhhhh, ooooooooh,”

I was too weak to move at all. He got up and moved my arms above my head, then stood over my stomach with his legs at either side. I knew what was coming, but I couldn't move my arms I was in so much pain. All I could do is watch helplessly.

“noooo, pleeease”

He slammed his ass down on my gut.

“Ooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh” I moaned!

There was almost no area of my body that wasn't aching. I was almost beaten.

“See that eye candy. You're easy to beat when you're not resorting to teasing. You've got a great rack, don't get me wrong” he said, giving my boobs a pat, “but you need more than that in a fight.” I'm gonna pin you now, and just for the hell of it, I'm gonna make it a ten count.”

Oh that SON OF A BITCH! A ten count in a fight is like asking the players in a baseball game to move in. I was pissed. He began counting.

“1……2……3…………oh WAIT” he said, “What am I thinking, in order to pin you, I've got to be holding you down.”

With an arrogant smile, he put his hands on both my boobs! I was too weak to move them, and he knew that. GRRRR!

He began the count again.

“1…..2……3…..4…….fiiiiiiveee” with five, he groped and caressed my chest. My face went flushed with anger, but I still couldn't move.

“6……7….8…..9……”

I couldn't let this happen, I summoned up my inner strength, and pushed him off of me. He fell on his back, and I tried to get to my feet. I was still aching from the leg hold, and the flurry of punches to my gut though, and didn't get very far.

. Tommy got up very quickly, and reached down for my legs again. I couldn't let him get me in another leg hold! I would be out of the fight then and there.

I instinctively kicked him in the nuts. His eyes went hazy, and he dropped to the floor.

I slowly tried to pick my self up as Tommy tended his wound. Rubbing my gut the whole time I sat up, got to one knee, then stood. My legs were shaky, but I could walk, BARELY!

Tommy was still on the ground. I grabbed him by the hair, got him on his back, and shoved my chest in his face again. I wasn't gonna let him give up this time! I wanted him out after that ten count.

The girls smothered him for about a minute. I raised my self up to give him a breath of air, then came back down again, but this time I felt something! My right nipple started tingling. My concentration shot to that sensation. Then my whole body started to tingle. At first I questioned this sensation, but after a while, I forgot about my concerns. The sensation entranced me.

I began making moaning sounds of pleasure for once. At first I thought he was biting me, but then I realized he was LICKING my nipple. Really fast too! I totally lost my awareness of the fight at that point. I was on cloud nine!

It felt SO good I didn't even notice he was getting me off of him. He pushed against my shoulders. I raised my self up, but he kept his mouth on my boob, lashing my nipple with his tongue as we moved.

I closed my eyes, and let the tingling shoot through y body, all the while, Tommy was guiding me to my feet. I could still barely stand from the leg hold; he had to partially carry me. He pushed me to the middle of the room, and I offered no resistance. To make matters worse, he started fiddling with my other nipple with his fingers while still licking the right one.

“Ooooohhhhhhh!”

I was entranced. I was loosing! I moaned with delight, and heaved my chest out to increase the sensation. Somewhere in the background of my ecstasy I noticed he was raising my arms above my head. I didn't stop him, I didn't want to, I didn't care. I vaguely felt something wrapping around my wrists, but paid it no mind. My nipple was on fire with delight!

Then all of a sudden the tingling sensation in both my nipples stopped. I re-gained my concentration and noticed that I was restrained. Tommy had tied my arms above my head with the dangling rope in the middle of the room! I couldn't BELIEVE it! HOW could I have let my self get so distracted in a fight?! I was furious with my self!

“AAAARGGGHHH! NOOO!” I yelled with frustration.

Tommy laughed and laughed.

“See, you girls are all alike, you can't see past your own NIPPLES” He said wiggling them both. He had me there, I guess girls can be as bad as guys sometimes. Still, I can't believe I could have let this happen in a fight!

I was scared now! Think of all the things he could do to me TIED UP!

“I give up!” I said hastily

”Oh no dear, I haven't given you permission to do that yet,” He said with a smirk.

He walked behind me, grabbed my shorts around the waste band, and pulled them off. I was wearing red and black panties underneath.

“ He's NOT gonna do what I THINK he's gonna do !” I thought

“Tommy, no nudity, seriously!” I said. I meant it.

“Oh please dear, I wouldn't,” he said in all seriousness. I didn't think he would, like I said, he's not that kind of guy, but I had to be sure.

“I'm just unwrapping my new toy! And don't worry, you can give up soon enough. Right now, I'm just gonna give you what you wanted last week.”

I was stunned. He was reciting the line I gave him in our last fight, JUST before I tortured him. I was worried, I had no idea what he was gonna do to me.”

“……whaat?” I asked in a frightened tone

“Well, I assume you fought topless because you wanted me to feel you up, and since your topless and shorts-less NOW…”

He got down on his knees, spread my legs apart slightly, and began feeling up on my legs that now were COMPLETELY exposed. They were still too weak from the leg hold for me to stop him.

I FUMED!

This was the greatest humiliation I had been given so far, there was nothing I could do!

”RRRRRRR!” I expressed as my face scrunched up in an annoyed scowl.

“What is it darling” he said rubbing up and down my bare legs, “You didn't have a problem with this when my tongue lashing against your nipple.”

There was no way I could stop him. He caressed all around my legs for a solid minute. Dragging his fingers up and down, rubbing up and down the front back of my legs up to my ass, and rubbing my inner and outer thighs, THE WORKS! He rubbed on my crotch a bit, then stood up and gave my ass a few pats and squeezes. I was furious. I was a piece of meat to him. He was going to give my body a full working over with his prowling hands!

He rubbed up and down my sides, up and down my back & shoulders, then pressed against my bare back, and wrapped his arms around my belly, rubbing and patting it for a bit. Up and down and side to side. Then he moved his hands up from my stomach to my arms, rubbing them from my armpits up to my wrists, and back down again a few times. He then moved them slowly, gradually, towards my chest!

I tugged at the rope, but it wouldn't give, the hook it was attached to was to sturdy. I was helpless!

His hands were on my boobs. He fumbled at my nipples with his thumb and four-finger's, rubbing them, and caressing my boobs up and down and all around, groping and squeezing them.

Anger surged through me. Tommy had me right where he wanted me! Using me as his own personal blow up doll! I hate to say this, but what he was doing to me was just as unfair as what I was doing to him last time. I brought it on my self almost, but I was still furious!

“RRRRRRRHHH!” I sounded. Tommy only chuckled behind me.

“Hey, remember this the next time you decide to use sexual advances to distract me. I'll take them for all they are worth.” He said patting my chest.

He handled my boobs like they BELONGED to him! Like I was a toy on display for his pleasure. I was fuming! He caressed my bare breasts, and fumbled with my nipples for another two MADDENING minutes.

After he was done, He walked around to look at my facial expression. I hung there like a slab, my arms above my head, and my chest exposed. I had just been man handled, and treated like a piece of meat. I was hopping mad, and turning a little red. I didn't say anything. I was humiliated.

“Good girl” He said with a smirk, “You just hang there while I make you give up.”

He walked back behind me.

Pressing his fingernails against my chest just below the neck, he RAKED them down my bare boobs. The pain shot through my chest like a bullet as my boobs jiggled and bounced.

“OOOOOOWWWWWWW!” I screamed.

He raked them two more times, and then tortured my boobs for a minute, pulling and pinching my nipples. I wanted to kick at the ground, but my legs were still too week, all I could do was stand there and take it. He walked in front of me, and SMACKED me across both my boobs! A large CRACK sound echoed around the room, and my eyes bugged out! MAN did that sting!!! My boobs bounced and swayed back and forth.

”AAAWWWHHHHH!” I yelled. Tommy only smiled. He then did the single most painful thing he's done to me so far. OH MY GOD did this hurt!! He put his teeth on my right nipple, and began to nibble and BITE!

“AAAAAAAHHHHH, NO, NOT THAT PLEEEASE!” I screamed!

I was in agony, I tugged and tugged at the rope, but nothing worked. My knees came together as I endured the pain. Hi bit at my nipple for another minute, while twisting and pinching the other one. Occasionally he would stop, and give me a cocky look, then he'd bite it again, shaking his head back and forth as his teeth bared down on my nipple. Nipple torture seemed to be his focus this fight!

I Was in SO much pain!! Finally he released my poor nipples. I was out of the fight for good, all I wanted him to do was untie me so I could rub them, they stung SO much! Tommy backed up, gave my nipples a wiggle, and asked

“Give up dear?”

I had no choice

“YES!” I moaned

He had beaten me at my own game. Using sex to win a fight was a pretty dirty move for me last time, but him using sex to teach me a lesson was even worse! It worked though. After he untied me, and I fell to the floor rubbing my chest with both hands. Tommy patted me on the shoulder.

“At least the camera wasn't rolling this time dear! But I'll take that tape back, unless you want to try and stop me.”

I was too bruised and humiliated to even try. He took the tape and left the room. After a few minutes, I picked my self up off the ground, and put my clothes back on. I had a feeling that after this fight, I might want to LEAVE them on!