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The fates are aligned because I was actually hoping for the Vb vs HJ battle. To me and maybe this also drips into my actual preferences, VB would prefer HJ out of most of the girls in the line up. Also the dynamic really works between the two. In fact this scene gives me some ideas to incorporate for my spin-off story. And now that VB has been eliminated, I can get on that. It is interesting to me that both HJ and VB are leg heavy combat wise and they ended up meeting together. I also think there’s a ln unintentional maybe intentional joke about how the lesbian was eliminated by scissoring.

Humilatron wrote: ↑Mon Mar 28, 2022 11:39 pm The fates are aligned because I was actually hoping for the Vb vs HJ battle. To me and maybe this also drips into my actual preferences, VB would prefer HJ out of most of the girls in the line up. Also the dynamic really works between the two. In fact this scene gives me some ideas to incorporate for my spin-off story. And now that VB has been eliminated, I can get on that. It is interesting to me that both HJ and VB are leg heavy combat wise and they ended up meeting together. I also think there’s a ln unintentional maybe intentional joke about how the lesbian was eliminated by scissoring.

To be fair, there were quite a few leg-heavy combat types in this match, so meeting a fellow one in battle eventually was likely. Had VB and Fitness Instructor faced off, we'd probably need a few commercial breaks before either girl won the fight. We were also robbed of Gymnast vs Horse Jockey grapple-fucking each other with leg locks. Intern was all about those wheel kicks, and Doctor was a fellow leg grabber and runner. Also Lawyer and Waitress are technically leg specialists too who can run ridiculously fast either towards or away from their enemies.

My regret is that Waitress and Video Blogger never met, because the two girls were quite similar in a lot of ways and would've been a wicked team.

I enjoy Horse Jockey because she's very extroverted, has a strong humiliation kink, and is one of the most dangerous fighters in the entire match. Also because I NEVER expected anybody on Earth to submit a character with that career, and I was extremely impressed with the unique design and fighting style of the character. She was originally submitted specifically with a kink around making her opponents humiliate themselves, which I got to explore fully with Babysitter's elimination. I didn't change much at all from PBQ's original vision for the character, which included her freakishly-strong scissor lock, her moderate BJJ skills, and her love of dominance. I knew immediately that Horse Jockey was a top contender, even factoring in her weaknesses.

I agree that Horse Jockey was an amazing match for eliminating Video Blogger, because she was one of the more sadistic and taunting of the entrants. I enjoyed her playfulness and mockery here. Waitress, Horse Jockey, and the fallen Pro Wrestler are the three entrants who made it a point to make sure their opponents are thoroughly humiliated. Horse Jockey has a weakness, however, in that she can very easily get distracted or hyper-focused on the humiliation itself and miss other things (especially the hornier she gets), which so far hasn't hurt her but remains a distinct possibility.

What's also funny is that when Intern was submitted, she was originally going to use both Taekwondo and Capoeira. I changed that down to just pure Capoeira instead because we already had a Taekwondo expert in VB, so then Fluffy94 was heavily rooting for Intern to battle that mysterious Taekwondo user in a kung fu duel. Of course it never happened, because Intern was felled by the greatest martial art of all: Threeonone Jitsu.

Part 19:

***Boxer vs Arborist ---- Landscaper & Waitress vs Photographer Part 2***

Two different battles concluded, right next to each other, with only the see-through metal door gate of Foot Locker keeping them apart. Boxer stood over the knocked out Arborist, while Photographer found herself glued in place helplessly by Landscaper as Waitress watched on gleefully. Boxer and Landscaper are the last two entrants in the match without eliminations, meaning that whichever woman scores victory first will summon Security after the other. The end of the Foot Locker battle will also result in the gate opening up and the winners battling each other. On either side of that gate, two wildly different experiences were unfolding.

Boxer wasted no time unzipping Arborist's green jumpsuit and pulling it off, followed by yanking off her suspenders, sports bra, and pants again next. Arborist was once again stripped down to just her chastity belt, the item that has kept her in this match this long. Boxer needed a way to keep Arborist from fighting back, since she was already starting to come back to consciousness from her third KO of the match. She looked around quickly and considered using Arborist's own rope halves, although they seemed too thick to work as a reliable arm restraint (and Arborist had already somehow escaped the harness at Macy's). Instead, Boxer grabbed a pack of Nike shoelaces off the shelf and used one of those to tie Arborist's wrists behind her back.

Arborist began to wake up more, her head and jaw killing her and the feeling of dizziness highly uncomfortable, as once again she felt the shameful chill of near-nudity in public on livestream. As Arborist came to, she pulled against her shoelace restraint as hard as she could trying to pull free. After several seconds of kicking and pulling, she realized that this wouldn't work.

Boxer commanded "Stop struggling! It's over, and if you keep fighting I'll have to punch you in the jaw again."

Arborist spat "Screw you"

Boxer sighed "Well...um...that's kinda sorta what I got to do to finish you. But first, I need to cut this belt off finally"

Arborist tried to roll away and kick to freedom, but Boxer got on top of her in full mount and held her right fist up ready to blast Arborist's face again. Arborist saw the fist and flinched, since she couldn't even block in any way with her hands tied behind her back. Boxer feinted a punch, but held back.

"I mean it!" Boxer yelled "Hold still or I'm putting you back to sleep. It's not healthy to get knocked out this often in a short time by the way. Look, I'm going to try and make it pleasurable for you, ok? I even bought a toy to help. But first I have to cut this belt off. Let me do it or else."

Arborist wanted to run and hide, to somehow find an escape, but she knew that there wasn't one this time. She wasn't even confident that she could walk right now with her dizziness, much less defend herself. With the gate locked shut and Referee watching everything, running would be pointless. So as she blushed and cringed, Arborist lied still as the poultry sheers were used to slowly cut the waistband of the chastity belt in half.

After all of the struggle and fighting, the powerful protection piece was finally removed, rendering Arborist fully and truly naked for the first time since she stripped herself in Buckle in front of Virgin to earn the belt in the first place. Arborist's fuzzy bush was now fully exposed instead of just partially, and for the first time today the cameras were finally getting a really good look at her pussy lips themselves.

*

Meanwhile Waitress walked over to Landscaper and Photographer, grabbing her phone out of its holster and using it to take pictures of Photographer glued in her humiliating position: butt up, face down, arms behind her thighs. She giggled "Nice work, Landscaper! Now we can have a little fun with little miss voyeur, who gets to be on the other side of the camera for a change"

Photographer scoffed "Save your gloating. Your pictures of me aren't even any good, considering you're shooting me straight-pitched from a raised position offset by only 15 degrees or so from the lineage of my body. This is exactly the kind of amateur-hour crap that plagued the last contest. For God's sake, lower your shoot pitch, adjust your offset angle to a minimum of 30 degrees so that you can actually get my blushing face in the shot alongside my body, and try to remember negative space to positive space ratios PLEASE!"

Both Landscaper and Waitress were speechless for 5 solid seconds. Finally, Waitress asked "Are...are you actually trying to direct me as I'm humiliating you?"

Photographer replied in a bubbly voice "Honestly, the only thing more humiliating than being caught in this position by you two, is seeing how poorly you wield a lens. You make me humiliated vicariously"

Landscaper then spanked Photographer's butt gently, making her go "eep". She then ordered "Enough jabbering. I've got a couple surprises for you, picture girl. Numero uno: Deep breaths!"

Using her aphrodisiac vape sprayer, Landscaper shot Photographer in the face for a couple seconds, which made her cough and shrug as she inhaled the cloud. A few seconds after she inhaled, she started to feel slightly more aroused than she was earlier. She knew from watching Landscaper in Smoke Store earlier that this item makes people horny, considering she watched Landscaper get off in a vibrating chair while under its influence.

Photographer normally hides her emotions behind an aloof smile and demeanor, but this cracked a little as she whined "You fool! Waitress is just going to betray you like she did all of the others. You can't trust her one bit. If you were smart, you'd get her instead of me"

Landscaper snickered "Woman, I trust her about as much as my last ex. I know she wants to betray me. I want to betray her too, when the time is right."

Waitress interrupted "Sounds about right"

Landscaper continued "But for right now, it serves both of us to take you out first, and then wreck the winner in Foot Locker. We'll betray each other when we're done here. Aaaaaanyway...Numero dos: Scissors!"

The garden sheers of Landscaper then very quickly chop through the back hem of Photographer's white hoodie, not stopping until they cut the collar. The top falls in half towards either arm, exposing all of Photographer's bare back. She doesn't stop there, of course, and soon both sleeves are cut in half next, allowing her to rip off the shreds and reduce Photographer to complete toplessness. Only her face-down position is covering up her tits now.

Photographer's cool detached-from reality demeaner cracks significantly as she shyly mutters aloud "Ok, this isn't funny anymore." as she tries to pull her hands free with all of her might. The glue has firmly dried by now, however, and nothing short of ripping off her own arm skin is going to free her hands.

Waitress leans in close and whispers in Photographer's ear "Poor little girl. Don't you want all of the boys watching at home to see your bits and peices? I could jerk your body upwards right now and show the world your breasts if I wanted to do so. You'd never be able to stop me. Just one tug, pulling your head backwards, and out pops the tits for all to see. Wouldn't that be fun?"

Photographer cringed "Please don't."

Waitress snickered "Why not? Don't tell me...you only like to watch, is that it? Little miss voyeur, afraid of being in front of the camera for a change. So pathetic. Is there something wrong with those boobs of yours that you don't want us to see?"

The hands of Waitress snuck underneath Photographer's body, firmly grabbing and squeezing both breasts. Photographer gasped as Waitress teased "I dunno. They feel like normal boobs to me. Is it maybe the nipples that aren't right?"

Waitress started using her fingers to play with Photographer's still-hidden nipples, which turned Photographer's face a solid red for the first time today. The mixture of shame, public exposure, and the aphrodisiac she was hit with earlier have all combined to produce a significant physical response in Photographer's nipples, which Waitress was easily able to notice.

Waitress again teased "It's so weird. Somehow these feel normal too...although I can tell they're getting very erect very quickly. Is that it, maybe? Is little miss voyeur ashamed of how hard her nipples get?"

Photographer's only response was a shameful groan as Waitress continued on "I mean, how long do they get? One inch long? Two inches? The suspense is killing me. I'll bet it's killing the audience too, you know. We all can't wait to see what your breasts and nipples actually look like for real. Won't you show them to all of us? Won't you let us take loads of pictures of your bare chest to spread around to all of the best porn sites around?"

Again Photographer, very red, merely answered "Please don't."

Waitress giggled and even gave a gentle bite to Photographer's ear "Oh honey, you're going to have to beg much better than that if you want me to let you stay on the ground. Go on. Give me everything you have, little miss voyeur, and I may consider showing you a tiny ounce of mercy."

Landscaper was watching this perverse display from her partner and couldn't believe how much it was actually turning her on, especially considering Landscaper is straight. She's always had a fetish for reluctant nude boys and girls, however, and the teasing of Waitress was hitting Landscaper's kinks just perfectly.

Photographer whimpered "Please don't show everyone my tits. I'm begging you, ok? I'm begging. I don't like everyone looking at me exposed like this."

Waitress walked with her fingertips across Photographer's back tauntingly "I don't know...I'm not sure that your begging was nearly pitiful enough to warrant mercy. I think I'm going to pull your head and chest up now."

Feeling Waitress start to pull, Photographer instantly got much more frantic "Wait WAIT STOP! Please don't! Don't let everyone see me topless! I'm begging I'm begging! Please, Waitress, please show me mercy"

Waitress felt a sexual tingle all throughout her perversely deviant little body from Photographer's begging this time, as finally it hit the right level of frantically afraid and ashamed that Waitress was looking for. She paused in place, savoring the moment, her entire body a giant rush of dominance and lusty thoughts. She loved the feeling she had right now, with a helpless topless girl begging and pleading to stay covered when such a little effort from her would expose the victim to countless eyes around the world. One pull, that's all it would take, and both girls knew it. Waitress drank of the fact that Photographer knew how easy it would be to expose her, and how there would be zero consequences for her doing it. Waitress was addicted to that intense feeling, that power of holding a girl's fate literally in her hands and teasing the poor damsel with the impossible prospect of a mercy that Waitress had absolutely no desire to ever grant.

Waitress stopped pulling and let Photographer's body rest on the ground again for a few seconds before seductively moaning in her ear "That's a good little girl, lovely begging job. But I have a tiny secret to tell you: I'm going to expose your breasts anyway, and have Landscaper take tons of HD pictures of you topless for the internet."

Photographer screamed "No don't! I did what you asked!"

Waitress replied "I know you did, and it was delicious. You did great. But I'm showing everyone your tits anyway."

Photographer whimpered "No no..."

Waitress made her voice very deep and quiet as she whispered to Photographer and only Photographer "What was it you said earlier? You'd rather trust a velociraptor than me, because I betray everyone? Smart words, yet you trusted me anyway when I said I'd show mercy. Foolish. So here's my own smart words, remember them well: A velociraptor has more mercy than I do"

As Photographer screamed in shame, Waitress pulled her head backwards into a seated position, baring Photographer's C-cup breasts and pointy nipples to herself and the audience, both of which had been dying of anticipation waiting to see those tits. True to the taunt, Landscaper then took multiple pictures of Photographer's topless body, including getting her face in most of them for effect alongside a few extreme closeups.

*

With Arborist finally nude, Boxer finds herself sweating and blushing from the hormone rush of stripping a girl completely naked in public. Boxer can't take her eyes off of Arborist's pussy, and she's starting to tremble in place from her building arousal and nervousness. This is only the second time that she's ever seen another girl's bare lower half in person (the first being Heiress a few minutes ago). It is especially hot because Arborist is exposed so completely with her legs spread apart. In a weird way, the sheltered and inexperienced Boxer is actually more nervous and aroused than Arborist is right now, despite being fully clothed and in control of everything.

Arborist, meanwhile, is completely humiliated. She can't believe that she lost to Boxer yet again, but more than that she can't believe that the entire internet is looking at her private parts. Arborist never considered herself a super shy girl, but her masculine tomboy nature has always filled her with insecurities regarding her body. Being this exposed is killing her, and she knows fully well what "cums" next. Being forced to orgasm on camera for a girl who's kicked her ass three times will be simply mortifying.

Boxer nervously turns on her wand massager, which she's hoping will work out just as effectively as an actual sex toy vibrator. She hesitates for several seconds, terrified of touching this vibration toy to another woman's sensitive anatomy. Boxer realizes that this is the very first actual sex act of her life, in some ways the end of her virginity. The magnitude of crossing this line is flooding Boxer's mind with emotions across the entire spectrum of fear and lust mixed into one. She tries to stay focused on the mission, detaching herself from the eroticism of the moment, but she fails utterly at that attempt. With lust and embarrassment in her heart (and the slight building of liquid in her shorts), Boxer finally finds the courage to touch the vibrating wand to Arborist's pussy lips and hold it there.

Arborist twitches immediately from the sexual stimulation, even though she tries to resist it. It's ironic in a way: Arborist had always wished that she was a lesbian, yet here and now when she has a bombshell of a woman physically trying to get her off and she finds herself fighting against her urges. Arborist is fighting her own arousal and pleasure in the hopes of figuring out a way out of here. She hasn't fully given up yet, even though things look hopeless.

Boxer awkwardly said to her "See? This feels good, doesn't it? Don't fight it, just enjoy yourself. It's ok"

Boxer then used her free hand to grab her phone and start the recording of Arborist's naked twitching body and the wand pulsing her pussy. Boxer's breathing was getting heavier, as was Arborist's. It was almost as if Boxer and Arborist were sharing the arousal and stimulation, even though technically only one of them was being touched at all. Boxer was feeling the sensation vicariously due to her racing mind.

Meanwhile...Arborist noticed that both of Boxer's hands are now busy holding objects (the wand and the phone). She started trying to plan a way to escape and fight back somehow using this knowledge, while struggling to resist her bare pussy's constant pleasurable stimulation from this vibrator. Boxer's complete lack of talent was aiding Arborist in her efforts to resist, as Boxer was focused almost entirely on the pussy lips instead of working the clit like an expert would do.

*

Landscaper looked over at Foot Locker and noticed that Boxer was already starting to use the vibrator on Arborist. Landscaper suddenly got serious as she said "Hey we need to hurry this up. Boxer has a goddamn vibrator and she's already using it. If Arborist cums before Photographer does, I might have to fight Security!"

Waitress replied "Ok. Cut her pants off quickly and give me Bulbasaur. I'll take care of those two."

Landscaper immediately handed the "Bulbasaur" flashbulb weapon to Waitress, no questions asked. She then shoved Photographer's face back into the ground, butt way up in the air again, as she started cutting off the loose jogging pants. With those gone, Photographer would not only be completely naked, but would be naked in a mortifying doggie style bondage pose with her asshole and pussy lips both explicitly displayed. Photographer tried to roll on her side or fight free, but Landscaper held her place as the garden sheers went to work.

Waitress, meanwhile, ran over to the Foot Locker gate and kicked it while asking in a perky voice "Hey question: How many eliminations do you two have?"

Boxer, thinking little of the question, answered honestly "She has one, my partner Heiress. When I finish her off she'll be my first one. Why?"

The wheels in Waitress's head were spinning "Cool cool..." she said calmly. Waitress then yelled loudly "Hey bitches! Guess what?"

Both Boxer and Arborist looked directly at Waitress (as did poor Referee) right as Waitress pushed the button for the Solar Beam flashbulb. The item worked like a flashlight, but 100x brighter for about one solid second before shutting off forever. The intense burst of light blinded all three of the people in Foot Locker, causing all three to cry out in pain as their eyes felt like they were burned. As the three of them tried to blink or otherwise recover their sight, all three struggled with a huge seared blind spot which was extremely unpleasant in all ways while also blocking much of their line of sight. Suffice to say it killed the mood that Boxer had been working so hard on with Arborist using her toy, essentially resetting both of them back to zero arousal. Referee's tirade of curse words and off-color slurs afterwards single-handedly increased the content rating of the stream.

Waitress quickly sprinted back to the other two just in time to see the grand reveal of the whimpering Photographer's extra-pink pussy with its highly-swollen lips thanks to the aphrodisiac and all of the shame increasing Photographer's arousal level. Waitress smiled, appreciating the view very much as she quickly snapped a few pictures. She couldn't wait to have even more fun with this girl.

Waitress then told Landscaper "Ok, so I just made them really mad with how I stalled them, but whatever. Boxer doesn't have an elimination yet! Don't ask me how, but she doesn't. If you two are the last ones left, then you eliminating Photographer means that we'll have Security to help us beat up Boxer. We can't say no to such a golden opportunity!"

Landscaper nodded "Bitchin'! Hey Waitress, get over here and take some extra-close pictures of her holes for me. This is something I love doing to chicks in a fight"

To the shock of many of those watching, including Waitress and especially Photographer, Landscaper reached in with both hands and pulled Photographer's butt cheeks completely apart as far as they would go. Photographer wailed in shame as her asshole was stretched out as wide as possible. Waitress couldn't believe what she was watching, as her heart skipped a beat and her pussy dripped a drop from the erotic display of extreme perversion in front of her. She quickly started taking multiple pictures of Photographer's spread cheeks and holes, watching as Landscaper alternated between spreading Photographer's ass and pussy for the camera, and even trying to spread both open at the same time for a few shots.

Almost nobody watching the display right now could've ever suspected, but Landscaper as a teenager was once on the receiving end of a particularly explicit pantsing and spreading when she was bending over at a drunken party with her friends , who all got a great look at her asshole. The experience was traumatically embarrassing for Landscaper, causing her nightmares clear to the present day. Ever since that day, Landscaper has made it a point to pants and spread the asses of any girl that crosses her (including the girl who originally pantsed her so long ago). She copes with her own humiliation by humiliating others in the exact way that she was, reducing her shame bit by bit with every hole displayed. This was one of the key reasons why Landscaper entered the contest in the first place, as she was hoping to add several victims to her collection.

When Landscaper finally stopped spreading things, Waitress put her hand to her mouth and said "Oh my God, look at how BIG those lips are now! They're soooo swollen and sticking out right now! They almost look like a duck bill, it's crazy."

Waitress then started laughing as she squealed "IT'S A PLATYPUSSY!!"

Landscaper had to laugh at that herself, while Photographer groaned in humiliation. Waitress then started bouncing up and down in place while waving her arms up and down "Wait wait wait wait WAIT! Oh my God, I've got an idea"

Waitress quickly took her hat from Lids off and then placed it on top of Photographer's raised butt, making it look as if Photographer's butt was a head wearing the hat.

Barely containing her laughter, Waitress changed her voice to sound like a loud mad scientist "PERRY THE PLATYPUSSY???"

The chat watching the stream went nuts with the meme reference to a popular Disney kids show from a few years back. Waitress couldn't resist snapping a picture of her handiwork, framing it as if Photographer's legs, butt, and pussy were actually a cartoon character standing there.

Waitress then loudly asked "Hey Photographer? How does it feel to know that, thanks to meme culture, this picture I just took of Perry the Platypussy is going to be more famous and widespread than any professional picture you will ever take in your entire life?" Photographer couldn't even respond with words, only whimpers and groans.

Landscaper held out her hand to give Waitress a high five, which was quickly tapped. Landscaper then declared "This is fun, but we need to stop wasting time and start getting her off while we have the chance. I'm straight though, and I've never done anything with a woman before. You?"

Waitress smiled brightly "Oh honey...I'm a master. This never takes me long with a partner, contest or no contest, and that pussy looks ready to burst at any moment. This here is why I made my wish, you should know. I've waited my entire post-puberty life for this moment.... I've always wanted to make an embarrassed and humiliated naked beauty scream and cream in public in front of countless witnesses. You film, I'll rub. This is going to be amazing!"

Waitress got on her knees behind Photographer's wet and wide pussy, admiring the close-up view. She then slid her right hand middle and ring fingers inside of her pussy with basically zero resistance, probing and exploring Photographer's body deep where the camera flash doesn't shine. She slowly worked in and out twice to warm the pussy up before placing her thumb on Photographer's joy button. With Waitress's fingers tickling the G-spot and her thumb rubbing the clit, Waitress started pumping in and out of Photographer's pussy at extremely high speeds while simultaneously rubbing the exterior with a squeezing movement. Landscaper filmed everything in awe, while Photographer started loudly moaning over and over again. Landscaper couldn't hep but notice that Photographer sounded a ton like a lawnmower trying to start, and knew that this girl had to be getting very close to finishing soon. Waitress was indeed a master of pleasuring bound girls. It was only a matter of time before this was finished.

Photographer was filled with intense shame as Waitress teased her "How does it feel to know that you're about to have a full blown orgasm on camera, filmed for eeeeeeveryone to see? You can't stop me. You can't resist, no matter how hard you try. The whole world is going to have pictures and video of your pussy in pleasure. Doesn't that make you feel like such a dirty pornstar?" Waitress then sang mockingly "You're gonna cuuuum, you're gonna cuuuum, and everybody's gonna seeeee iiiit!"

*

Boxer and Arborist were blinded from Waitress firing off the Solar Beam weapon, and both of them were struggling to recover from the sneak attack. Arborist, despite the pain and lack of sight, realized that this was her chance to escape again. She suddenly rolled over on top of Boxer, whose hands were still occupied holding items. Arborist didn't have her own hands (which were tied behind her back with a shoelace) but she was still able to stand up quickly using just her balance, core strength, and leg dexterity. Not wanting to give Boxer any room to breathe, Arborist started kicking her while she was on the ground.

Boxer dropped both of her items and started blocking the kicks as best as she could without actually seeing them. She quickly started rolling away in order to escape, which caused Arborist to stumble when one of her kicks hit only thin air. Boxer sprang to her feet, struggling to see anything well. As is her normal, she wanted to prioritize footwork and defense over reckless engagement.

Arborist, meanwhile, made use of her long limbs by stepping over her shoelace restraint, moving it in front of her. Quickly she untied her own wrists and ran towards the blob that was Boxer in her field of vision. Arborist speared Boxer to the ground at high speeds. The impact knocked the wind out of Boxer, giving the fully-naked Arborist the opening to use the shoelace in her hand to quickly tie Boxer's wrists together instead. Boxer, of course, immediately began trying to free her wrists considering they were in front of her, but Arborist had other plans.

The freakishly-strong Arborist picked up Boxer by the waist like she was a child and ran at full speed in the direction of the basketball goal on the wall. Still having some difficulty seeing, Arborist was hoping that she didn't miss in order for her plan to work. With Boxer's hands holding on to Arborist's head for balance, she couldn't effectively defend herself. Boxer's back was slammed into the wall under the basketball goal, stunning her from the impact. Arborist then grabbed Boxer's wrists and waist at the same time, lifting and tossing Boxer backwards while throwing her arms up in the air and backwards. The shoelace tying Boxer's wrists together went over the hoop, and when gravity took over Boxer's arms were stuck straight up. Boxer isn't super tall, so she dangled from the basketball hoop with her legs in the air not even touching the floor. Frantically, Boxer tried to pull or shake free, but nothing was working. She was trapped!

Arborist took a breath of relief, but she wasn't planning on taking it easy now. She herself had escaped from the jaws of defeat three times now, so she had no intention of giving Boxer that same opportunity. Still dizzy, Arborist stumbled her way over to where the Poultry shears and massage wand were sitting on the floor. Arborist picked both of them up before drunkenly hobbling back over to Boxer and the basketball goal. Boxer was shaking like crazy, partially in an attempt to escape...and partially from the terrifying realization of what was about to happen to her. She was about to be stripped naked in front of millions of people! Arborist didn't say a word as she started cutting Boxer's top and bra off together down the center.

Boxer whimpered "Oh God...." as her nerves (and her arousal) started climbing again exponentially. As the scissors cut bit by bit, Boxer was silently thinking to herself "My clothes! She's cutting my clothes off! No no no, oh God! Not my clothes. I'll be naked! Nobody has ever seen me naked before. They're all going to see me. BOYS are going to see me. All of the boys, everywhere. Millions of boys looking at my boobs. Oh nooooo!"

As Boxer's top fell down to the ground, her small tight breasts with pale pink nips jiggled slightly with their exposure. Boxer was sweating bullets and breathing quickly. In her mind she just kept thinking "Oh God, the boys are looking at me, all the boys in the world are looking at my boobs!" which was filling her with humiliation as well as causing her to start getting massively horny. Her nipples went rigid in an instant, actually rising and solidifying distinctly right in front of everyone watching. Even the intensity of arousal she felt earlier when staring at Heiress's naked body was being surpassed by the shocking thrill of being exposed herself. Boxer shyly wondered if the boys approved of her body. She would never do this on purpose, never be topless in public. She's never been topless in private with another person outside of her family before. This was so taboo and wrong and it made Boxer feel a bit like a naughty girl...but in a good way. She was always a good little girl who never did naughty things usually, and the forbidden nature of nudity was filling her entire body with both shame and pleasure all at once mixed together. Boxer was starting to seriously worry that she wasn't going to be strong enough to resist cumming extremely fast from all of this excitement.

When the scissors made their way to Boxer's shorts and panties, Boxer moaned "Oh God. Oooh! Not my bottoms too!"

Quickly and without fanfare, Boxer's bottoms fell to the ground, rendering her completely naked on live TV. Her light blonde bush was bared to everyone watching now. Boxer's face was solid red, redder than most boxing gloves. When she saw Arborist pick up her phone to start recording, Boxer started whimpering out loud "Oh my God, oh God, oh no, oh my Lord" and that sort of thing on repeat. Boxer even groaned in humiliation as Landscaper held the phone right in front of her pussy, getting a great closeup shot. Boxer wasn't prepared for what happened next, though, when Arborist grabbed Boxer's right leg and forced it upwards in order to truly expose Boxer's pussy lips for the camera. Boxer shrieked and trembled from the explicit picture being taken, one that would've been enough to eliminate her prior to the fountain wish.

Boxer's embarrassment was pushing her right up to the edge. With her leg held wide, she felt a large drop of goo leak from her and prayed that nobody saw that. She hoped that the camera didn't catch that detail. She was starting to wonder if it was actually possible for her to cum without even being stimulated physically, because her entire pussy was throbbing in pleasure right now and ready to blow. Boxer has been horny since basically the moment this entire contest started and it's never fully gone away. She knew that she was about to be made to cum by the touch of another person for the first time in her life (a woman even) and the anticipation was reducing Boxer to a quivering mess dangling from that hoop. The sight of the massage wand in Arborist's hand filled Boxer's entire body with tingles and shivers. The wait was torture, even though Boxer greatly dreaded the humiliation of what was about to happen to her. Her first time was about to be peerlessly public.

Arborist then ordered "Keep your legs spread or else"

Boxer wanted to fight against that command, but emotionally couldn't. Her pussy was right on the edge and it hadn't even been touched yet. Ten seconds...maybe five, that's all she needed. She needed that wand on her pussy ASAP and as humiliating as it was, Boxer was so horny right now that she was even willing to spread her legs wide apart in mid air and comply just to finally feel the pleasurable pulsing of the toy. Arborist holding it in front of Boxer felt like dangling crack in front of a crackhead's face. Boxer threw her legs apart for the camera, breathing so loudly with every exhale that it could be easily heard on all of the cameras. She was ready. She was dripping. She needed this. Boxer's entire face was begging for it and even Arborist blushed a little from seeing how aroused Boxer was in this moment.

The camera was placed underneath Boxer's dangling pussy, between her legs, as the vibrating wand was turned on and held tightly against the top of Boxer's clit. Boxer squealed and shivered, moaning a loud sound ranging from high pitch to low and back to high all in a single second. Arborist held the toy tightly against Boxer's clit as Boxer got louder and louder at record speed. She was on the edge before that toy ever touched her. It only took ten seconds before Boxer's privates tensed up and she started to scream. Loudly, publicly, Boxer came for everyone watching around the world! Because the camera was directly below her pussy, gravity brought numerous droplets of wetness down on top of the screen as the trembling Boxer passed the point of no return, putting on quite a display for the boys. Her pussy lips quivered as the camera filmed it all.

The announcer read off "Boxer has been eliminated."

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Landscaper angrily yelled "WHAT? How the fuck did she already cum? She just started!!"

Waitress, still finger-fucking the extremely-close Photographer at high speeds, responded "Daaamn! Some ladies are quick, but that chick's quicker than a 15-year-old boy. But hey, at least Boxer lost! That's awesome for us"

The announcer then declared in his emotionless monotone voice "Landscaper is the last entrant without an elimination, which you all were warned about. Security has been dispatched to Landscaper's location. May God have mercy on her modesty."

As Landscaper was distracted, Waitress suddenly yelled out "Hey HEY! Get the camera back in position, she's about to go!"

Landscaper quickly aimed her phone back towards Photographer's pussy (and Waitress's hand working it all over) right as Photographer's loud moaning started to increase in volume exponentially. Seeing Landscaper in position again, Waitress went maximum speed to finally seal the deal. Photographer's attempts to hold out had all failed. She felt the climax building up, like a volcano ready to explode. The climax build-up took five times longer than usual, growing stronger and stronger from all of the adrenaline and hormones pumping through her system (not to mention Waitress's master technique). When the "volcano" finally erupted, Photographer screamed out "Oh my fucking GOoOoOoOD"

Only about 20 seconds after Boxer was beaten, the announcer read "Photographer has been eliminated"

Waitress pulled her absolutely-soaked hand out from Photographer's pussy, bringing it up to her mouth in order to lick it slightly for a taste. She smiled "Mmm, you're sweet. And I have one last picture of you that I simply must get before the boys and Security show up."

Waitress took her wet hand, soaked in Photographer's cum, and slid her two fingers into Photographer's mouth. Photographer was forced to shamefully taste herself, as Waitress held her phone in her other hand snapping a few pictures of the act. Photographer made several grunts of disapproval before Waitress took her hand back out and wiped it off thoroughly on Photographer's naked back. Benedict's Boys quickly arrived to lift Photographer and start freeing her arms in order to haul her away, handing Landscaper her $20 cash for the win. Landscaper never even noticed Waitress stealing Photographer's $180, making her cash total a titanic $500 even. Waitress was desperately wanting to spend that cash on something overpowered ASAP if possible.

Landscaper then nervously asked "Now what? We've got Arborist on one side, and that Security girl coming too."

Waitress calmly answered "Easy: Arborist is naked, beat up, and exhausted. I'm going to take her out myself right now before she recovers. Let me borrow the horny vape in order to speed things up. You stay here, stay alert, and beat up Security when she shows up. I'll help out when I'm finished with Arborist. Security is worth 10 grand if we eliminate her, and she gets eliminated the same way everyone else does. We're the Working Class Warriors! We've got this as a team, no problem"

Landscaper shrugged "We ain't calling us that stupid team name! But yeah you're right. Besides, guards are usually out of shape losers who flunked out of cop class. "

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Elsewhere, at the security station in-between Justice and Abercrombie and Fitch, a fit woman in black with a military-style super-short blonde haircut and a face of pure whoopass walked out. On her shirt was written "Security" in white letters. In the first contest last year she was known as JROTC, the aspiring soldier who brazenly challenged MMA wiz Fighter to a cage fight in order to prove herself. JROTC ultimately lost that battle, and was scolded by her trainer for prioritizing pride and ego over tactics and victory. JROTC's commander actually declared Gamer a superior soldier in the Thirst Games, because Gamer used active recon, advanced intel, deception, ambush tactics, and utilized all forms of equipment to bring down more opponents than anyone else in the entire match (and came within a hair of winning it all). JROTC convinced Benedict to allow her to be his violent enforcer in this second contest as a means of redeeming herself. She would make absolutely certain that she was victorious this time, by any means necessary. She would not fight "fair", she would fight like a soldier in real warfare. Now going by the codename Security, this young warrior with elite training, toughness, and martial arts skills was heading towards the center of the mall in order to confiscate all of Landscaper's possessions (clothes and all) as well as "punishing" her for being a criminal however she saw fit. In her hands was a black foam-rubber bat, and her pockets had multiple items with their own naughty secrets aimed at Landscaper's misfortune.

Part 20:

Arborist had just eliminated Boxer at long last, finally culminating the long battle that she had endured all contest against the team of Heiress and Boxer. Somehow, against all odds, Arborist managed to defeat both of them. The victory had not come cheaply, however, as Arborist's face is bruised and sore from absorbing many punches, and after three knockouts her ability to stand and walk is limited because of the headache and the dizziness. Not to mention, she's completely naked and there now exists a closeup HD video of her naked body being masturbated by Boxer (just without finishing her off). Victory came at a heavy cost, but Arborist still smiled in triumph.

She also sat down on the ground and leaned back against one of the shelves. Referee hands her the Foot Lock shoes and their component magnet pantyliner, which are designed to make it extra difficult to pull a person's pants down. Referee suggests that Arborist should probably select some socks as her free item for eliminating Boxer (which she agrees to), but right now Arborist hasn't even managed to recover any of her lost clothing (which was all discarded on the other side of the store near the entrance). Now that the fight is concluded, Referee raises the gate at the entrance and declares the store closed. Roughly 5 seconds after the gate rises up, Arborist watched as a bouncy-bodied pale girl in stolen dress clothes sprinted inside.

***Arborist vs Waitress***

The first thing Waitress did was toss Arborist's clothing into a corner, meaning that it would be much more difficult for Arborist to recover any of it. It wasn't until she finished doing it that she really noticed the rough shape of Arborist, and that she was still sitting on the floor.

"Wow" Waitress sympathetically said "You look like hell"

Arborist quipped "Bite me. I've already taken out two women. You auditioning to be number three?"

Giggling, Waitress replied with smug charm "Oh honey...Just two? Gosh, I remember way back when I only had two."

Arborist then asked "Wait, how many eliminations do YOU have?"

Waitress answered "Technically just one, but I've assisted the downfall of four others. And I totally count Boxer because you were losing before I flashed her. So you're welcome!"

Rolling her eyes and standing back up, Arborist retorted "Whatever. I'm not losing today. I've come too far"

Watching Arborist struggle to stay balanced on her feet, Waitress couldn't help but feel some sympathy for her. She also couldn't help but feel fear of her, considering Arborist was the strongest entrant of all 20 and Waitress is very skinny. Her clever brain shifted towards an ulterior strategy given the circumstances.

Waitress held up her hand "Actually...you should really just let me eliminate you. For real. Everyone's already seen everything anyway. If you're out of the contest you can probably get an ice pack and a handful of Percs."

Arborist scoffed "I'm not taking big pharma pain pills. And I'm not letting you win either."

Slowly, with a hand up signifying a truce, Waitress lifted her hot sauce bottle out of her pocket to display it "Do you wanna know how I defeated Pro Wrestler? She's your size, but way more dangerous (no offense). And I beat her, me. Photographer got the picture (long story) but I'm the one who actually stopped her. What I did was I covered my fingers in Five Mile Island sauce and then shoved them up her coochie. The intense pain drove her insane and she started desperately washing her pussy in the fountain with both hands, giving me the opening I needed. Look, if you and I fight, I'm going to do that to you too. You're already naked and you can barely stand up, how do you plan to stop me from doing it? And honestly, that level of pain is not something that I want to put you through since you seem nice. Even if you somehow miraculously beat me (which fyi you won't), but even if you did you're not going to be in any shape to deal with anyone else in the finals. You'll lose either way. Also, I'm kinda running on a tight schedule right now since Security is coming after Landscaper. Instead of more pain, why don't you just let me give you pleasure instead? I'm really good at it. Are you into girls at all?"

Waitress conveniently left out how much help Gymnast had been against Pro Wrestler. Arborist though was already feeling lightheaded from standing up too long, and a big part of her was realizing that Waitress had a point. Being knocked out three times back to back was no joke, meaning Thirst Trap was probably going to have a doctor check her out after the match. Even someone the size of Waitress could probably knock her out again at this point.

Arborist shrugged "No I'm not into girls. I've always wanted to be bi, especially considering how extremely non-femme I am, but I'm hetero."

Waitress walked slowly towards her, working her persuasion at maximum "It's too bad, you're hot. Oh well. What if I told you that I have a technique, a secret technique, that never fails to make a straight girl get off hard for me? You probably heard all of the noises Photographer made a minute ago, and she was supposedly straight too. If you haven't had any luck with bi experiences in the past, maybe I can finally give you what you need. I even have an aphrodisiac vape with me, and one hit from that sure seemed to do wonders on Photographer. I can give you a double if you'd like. What do you have to lose by letting me try? Trust me, it'll be the best nut of your life"

After 5 long seconds, a reluctant Arborist finally sighed "Uh. I guess. Fine! You win. Lemme hit the vape and then we'll do this. But I'm lying down for it! Standing is making me hella dizzy"

Smiling as Arborist inhaled deeply, Waitress told her "That's fine, perfectly reasonable. I have my own request too...you have to be restrained. This is mostly for my own safety, but it does also add a strong bondage element to what we're going to be doing here."

Arborist lied down "Fine. Just don't tie me to something stupid like a giant star again"

Waitress stared "..again?"

Closing her eyes, Arborist joked "Yeah, today's been a day"

Referee then commented "Shouldn't you two leave here already? This store is closed. They're gonna send guards after y'all."

Waitress turned "Sir, do you think for even a second that Benedict Wellington is going to send guards to stop me from getting a girl off, just because a store is closed?"

Pausing several seconds, Referee finally responded "...Hell naw. You two have fun! I still gotta bounce though. See ya!"

Once he headed out, Waitress held up her zip-tie gun and signaled Arborist with a naughty smile. That naughty smile sent a tiny spark of bi panic through Arborist, which was unexpected and felt neat. Arborist raised her arms over her head and placed them near the post for one of the shoe displays. Waitress quickly zipped up Arborist's wrists to the post, making it so that they couldn't move at all and were trapped above the rest of her body. She was vulnerable and restrained once again, but this time Arborist allowed herself to relax instead of keeping herself tense and fighting to escape.

Waitress then seductively commanded "The legs next. I can't have these long sexy things closing on me. They have to stay open until the end. Go on...open for mommy" She pointed to two posts on either side of Arborist's body.

Arborist rolled her eyes "Don't call yourself 'mommy' like that, wow. I'm pretty sure I'm older than you for starters."

Despite the awkward reply, Arborist shyly spread her legs and held her ankles against the two posts. Waitress practically licked her lips once she got a really good look at the pretty pussy hiding in that forest of a bush, and then went to work zipping both legs wide apart.

While securing the legs, Waitress kept talking "Fine, no mommy stuff. And yeah, I'm only 18. Me and Intern were the babies of the bunch. Now just relax and let the vape do its thing"

Arborist could definitely feel the effects running through her system, not to mention the fact that she was naked and bound like this. Arborist wasn't admitting it out loud, but secretly she was quite a bit of a rope bunny and loved being restrained in naughty ways. Her entire body being shackled like a giant letter Y was pretty sexy, even if it was extremely embarrassing. She's been topless or even naked for the majority of this entire contest, though, so she was almost getting used to her nudity at this point.

When Arborist saw Waitress pick up the wand massager she shivered a little bit out of anticipation, while also wondering what she was doing still holding the zip-tie gun. Without explaining, Waitress wrapped a zip-tie around Arborist's waist while also holding the handle of the wand against her tummy. Zip! Suddenly the wand massager was locked into place against Arborist's strong abs, with the head pressed up against her clit. A second tie secured this so that it wouldn't move out of this spot at all.

Waitress smiled her naughty smile again, which sent another small ounce of bi panic through Arborist, as she told the trapped girl "Now the fun begins. I push this 'on' button here, set my phone up between your legs, and you wiggle and wobble for the audience for as long as it takes."

While Arborist blushed crimson and felt herself having massive second thoughts about this after hearing those words, Waitress then pushed the button turning the wand on. It started vibrating right on Arborist's clit and upper pussy region, causing her to twitch and gasp immediately. Waitress quickly propped her phone up using a shoe as a tripod and aimed it between Arborist's legs. Even without Waitress being physically there, as long as her phone was recording whenever Arborist came it would count as an elimination.

Waitress then teased "Look at that pretty kitty go! It's so mesmerizing. How does it feel? How does it feel to know that I'm looking at your pussy? How does it feel knowing that millions are watching it getting vibrated sexually? You're a porn star now, darling, like it or not. Every boy in the world is going to watch this video of you, and tons of girls like me too. I plan to spank to this video many many times from now on, admiring my handiwork and enjoying the show you put on. You're NAKED! Buttass naked. You're even going to CUM on the internet, isn't that wonderful? So embarrassing! I can't even imagine doing something that dirty while people were watching me, but you don't have to imagine it. You're doing it for real! You're gonna cum for me, nothing you can do to stop it now. Everyone's going to see it too, every person you've ever met. You no longer have any secrets, modesty, or privacy. It's all public, worldwide, millions and millions of eyes watching every inch! And me, I will enjoy it most of all and the most times of all, because it's MY handiwork. You are my handiwork. It's just a shame that I can't watch this happen live, but I have places to be and another girl to humiliate. Enjoy yourself, though, for me and all of your other secret admirers!"

As the moaning Arborist shook and thrashed in shame, Waitress looted all of Arborist's stuff: the money, the poultry shears, the half of the rope with the weight on it, and she put on the socks and special Foot Lock shoes. Waitress then inserted the magnet pantiliner attachment to her stolen dress pants with its attached clips and turned on the electromagnetic shoes. Instantly Waitress could feel some pressure from the magnet between her legs being pushed upwards into her groin, but thankfully not hard enough to hurt or be uncomfortable. It would make it extremely difficult for anybody to pull down her pants until those shoes were removed or turned off. And only Arborist had any idea what the shoes even were besides her. Once she was ready to go, Waitress then walked outside to assist with the Security situation that Landscaper was facing currently.

Arborist, however, was already starting to lose some of her control. She was ashamed of being filmed like this, and of being tricked by Waitress. She had been promised a "bi moment", but instead she was left here to thrash and cum entirely from the vibrating massager alone. While she was feeling a little angry and betrayed, she was also enjoying the stimulation down there. Also whatever chemical was in that vape was some good stuff! Arborist shifted and shivered as her body relaxed into pleasure mode. She closed her eyes and tried to drown out everything else but the feeling of sexual bliss. She felt herself trying to grind up against the air, even if that did no good. It wasn't going to take all that long for her to finally cum from this and she knew it. She also knew it was going to be a big one. She could feel it starting to slightly build up already and she wasn't even halfway to the finish line yet.

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Earlier, Security was released from the security station in the south of the mall in-between Justice and Books-a-Million. Her official orders are to confiscate all of Landscaper's possessions, including her clothes, and to then humiliate the naked Landscaper in any ways she felt were appropriate for up to 5 minutes (Including, but not limited to, assisting another entrant with Landscaper's elimination).

She has been watching the footage this entire time and was eager to finally get her chance to enter the fray. From her intel gathering, she knew that her target (Landscaper) was allied with Waitress, which posed a significant added 2 on 1 risk during an engagement. Arborist also added a potential danger element, or potentially an ally. Security was not going to allow herself to rush blindly into a possible ambush or allow the possibility of being flanked in the middle of her operation. Similarly, she was also aware that Waitress has been in possession of a sticky-foam grenade for most of the match, which is a very useful tool if you want to incapacitate an enemy for a while without being concerned about eliminating them (since the foam would make it very difficult to strip someone). With that in mind, Security resolved to steal the foam grenade from Waitress if possible and then use it on her, removing her from the equation entirely. Alternatively, she could attempt to isolate Landscaper away from everyone else.

For strategic advance purposes, Security moved to the inner ring of the mall using the southern entrance. By staying quiet enough, it was impossible to be seen or heard by anybody in the north of the circle this way. Security was equipped with a small mirror which she used to scout around corners and check for dangers, similar to a soldier during a battle. Security approached using stealth and cover from the food stands, not being detected at all. The only person who saw Security was Gymnast, who was still lost in her own world of shameful pleasure at the hands of the fountain water sprays. Using her mirror, Security observed Landscaper standing alone in front of Foot Locker, with Waitress and Arborist not nearby. Security watched as Referee exited Foot Locker and caught him glancing back, leading Security to confirm that Arborist and Waitress were together in Foot Locker and Landscaper was a decent distance away in the Food Court region. Landscaper was scouting around while walking, clearly looking for Security. She had no clue that she had already been made and was about to be ambushed the moment she turned the next corner.

***Security vs Landscaper***

When Landscaper moved towards the center area, Security popped up and swung her foam bat at Landscaper's gut, knocking the wind out of her. Immediately afterwards, Security spun around and hit the back of both knees with the bat. Landscaper gasped from the first shot, and fell to her knees from the second. Security pushed Landscaper's face downwards into the floor and then sat on the surprised girl's back with one hand pushing Landscaper's head into the ground.

"I'm here for your stuff" Security calmly announced "It's best if you comply"

Using her free hand, Security stole the garden sheers out from Landscaper's pocket and then started using them to cut Landscaper's hoodie off. Landscaper is not wearing any underwear as a result of starting with those sheers, meaning there is nothing but skin underneath her hoodie and her jeans. Landscaper was terrified of being stripped naked in public like this. She still retains some PTSD from her past experience being pantsed in public, but this would surpass that horror by many magnitudes. She needed to escape at all costs.

Exploding out with impressive strength, Landscaper bucked Security off of her and stumbled to her feet. Her hoodie was damaged, the back chopped open about a foot, but it was still capable of staying on and covering everything. Security grabbed her foam bat from the floor and prepared to battle again with a silent look of warrior's determination. The look in Security's eyes made Landscaper far more nervous than she wanted to be. It was like looking into the eyes of your executioner.

Landscaper tried to charge at Security, hoping to use her grit, toughness, and strength to take her down. Security, however, was not wanting to commit to a "fair" fight, and instead stepped backwards to keep distance from Landscaper. When Security backed into the McDonalds kiosk, Landscaper thought she had her trapped and rushed forward at full speed. In reality, though, backing into that kiosk was part of Security's plan. Security reached behind her and grabbed a promotional display on the counter, whipping her wrist around to throw it at high speeds at Landscaper's face. The hard plastic display beaned Landscaper right above the nose and stunned her, leading Security to use her bat to land the same gut-spin-knee combo she used earlier.

Running on pure adrenaline and fear, Landscaper crawled away from Security and pulled herself back to her feet. She was losing this fight. She was getting wrecked and she knew it. This wasn't some out-of-shape rent-a-cop, this was a United States Soldier beating her ass like she was ISIL. Landscaper realized that she was going to need Waitress's help if she was going to have any chance against this girl. She took off running in the direction of Foot Locker.

As Waitress walked out of Foot Locker, she saw Landscaper running her way at full speed from the Food Court, stumbling a few times from sore knees. Behind her, Waitress could clearly see Security calmly walking behind her. Waitress remembered how dangerous that girl was as JROTC in the first contest, considering JROTC willingly challenged Fighter to a cagefight and then fought her as an equal for over 10 minutes straight. One look at Landscaper's face made it pretty obvious that Security's skills were exactly as advertised.

Waitress announced "I've taken care of Arborist. Now it's just us and Security. Stay close to me so she can't divide and conquer us"

Landscaper yelled "USE YOUR FOAM GRENADE! HURRY!" and reached for it.

Waitress blocked her hands though and replied "No! Security has a BAT, genius. She'll hit it right back at us!"

Security smirked and flexed "I will, too"

Landscaper turned around to face Security again, who was getting dangerously close to their position. She hoped that working together with Waitress would be enough to stop this warrior from stealing all of her items, clothes and all, and then humiliating her in public. Landscaper gave a silent wish for good luck. Waitress gently patted Landscaper's back to comfort her as Security walked even closer.

Suddenly Waitress's hands grabbed both of Landscaper's hands and pulled them behind her back! Before Landscaper could react, Waitress used her zip-tie gun to latch a tie around Landscaper's wrists, securing them behind her back. As Landscaper squealed in surprise, Waitress kicked Landscaper in the butt which made her fall forward towards the floor.

Waitress waved and smiled "She's all yours, Security!"

Landscaper yelled "WHAT ARE YOU DOING??"

Waitress giggled "Betraying you. Security is after you, not me. Every woman for herself!"

Landscaper screamed "YOU BITCH!! I'LL GET YOU!"

Laughing, Waitress replied "No you won't. So look, I've been keeping up with things all match. Did you notice that we're the last five entrants after Video Blogger went down? And it's about to be four once Arborist cums. With you gone, that makes three. The other two girls are not far from each other according to the kiosk. When they battle and one loses, then the match is down to the final two...me vs either Horse Jockey or Author. No matter who it is, I will beat them just like all of the others I've beaten this contest. You're bigger and scarier than either of those two. Frankly speaking, keeping you around any longer was more of a liability than an asset. No hard feelings?"

Landscaper roared as Security grabbed her. Security nodded "I had a suspicion that you might do that. But be aware: Try to turn on me in any way like you have everyone else, and I'll hit you in the face so hard Hooters won't let you work anymore without wearing a bag over your head"

Throwing her hands up in her signature surrender pose, Waitress squealed "Nope! Nope, not ever going to try that with you. I'm too smart for that. It would be a gigantic unnecessary risk, and I'm so close to winning the million dollars right now. I need that money, I'll do anything to get it. I let married old men sexualize me daily for TIP WAGES! For a million dollars, anything is on the table. I'm gonna let you have your fun alone for a little bit while I finish up with Photographer, then join you to eliminate Landscaper. You don't have to worry about me doing anything stupid to you"

Waitress turned around and sprinted back towards Foot Locker. Meanwhile, Security dragged Landscaper kicking and screaming back towards the Food Court and then shoved her face down onto a table. This would prevent her from fighting back effectively as her possessions were finally removed.

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Arborist was on the floor moaning and bucking around like a maniac from the vibrator strapped to her pussy, putting on a perversely humiliating performance for the cameras all around her (including the main camera between her legs). She barely even noticed Waitress returning, because she was lost in her moment with her eyes closed and was edging extremely close to getting off.

Waitress felt a rush of arousing hormones when she walked in to see her naked handiwork humping the air and shivering like she was in heat. Waitress watched for several seconds in stunned silence, admiring the show Arborist was being forced to put on for everyone watching around the globe. Eventually, Waitress finally kneeled down at Arborist's side.

She whispered seductively "Hey sexy. How's it going over here?"

Arborist opened her eyes, finally noticing Waitress was back. "Wh...what?"

Waitress placed a hand on Arborist's bare chest and rubbed around "So taking care of Landscaper went quicker than I expected it to. This means I have some free time to actually give you the bi experience I promised. Do you have any requests before you cum for me and the world?"

Waiting for an answer from the twitching bound girl, Waitress kept using her right hand to explore all of Arborist's chest, including brushing up against Arborist's extra-pointy nipples several times. Arborist couldn't think straight, and no ideas were forming. She was so close already as it was, and Waitress touching her chest was speeding that process up as it was. She didn't answer the question, closing and opening her eyes several times while she softly moaned in pleasure.

Waitress teased "Nothing to say? You seem like you're very close right now. I like that. A girl is always their sexiest right before they squirm for me. I have an idea though. Have you ever been kissed by a girl before? Like a real kiss, not a basic friend kiss"

Arborist muttered "N..no."

The hand of Waitress continued to play with Arborist's bare chest "If I kissed you right now and didn't let go, would you cum for me?"

Arborist shyly whispered "..Maybe.."

Waitress commanded "Yes or no, and say it loud enough for all of the boys watching right now to hear you. If I kiss you here and now...will...you...cum...for...me?"

Arborist took a deep breath and replied loudly "Yes! Yes I would"

Waitress smiled seductively "Good girl"

Lips to lips, Waitress kissed Arborist deeply and held the position. The two women touched tongues gently and used their noses to breathe from that point on. Arborist could barely keep it together, but Waitress wasn't allowing her to break out of the kiss. Waitress's hand grabbed Arborist's boob and squeezed it, holding it tightly as all of Arborist's body tensed up. With their lips fused together, Arborist reached the end of her edge. She squealed a high-pitched sound into Waitress's mouth as the skinny girl pressed them together firmly. Arborist humped the air frantically as her orgasm hit, causing her to bounce her butt off of the floor again and again like a basketball of ecstasy. Through it all, Waitress never let go of either her grip or her kiss.

"Arborist has been eliminated" declared the announcer.

Finally, Waitress pulled away and asked "So how was that? Did you get your bi moment?"

Arborist nervously admitted "I think so. Yeah. Whoa. That felt weird, but good"

Waitress then quickly stood up and picked up her phone "Perfect! I swear, sexual customer service is just my niche in life. So, hate to kiss and run, but I have a Latina lawnmower to make cum for me next. The Thirst Games is just the BEST THING EVER and I kinda don't want it to end at all. But soon it will end, with ME as the champion!"

The Thirst Games is down to the Final Four Entrants: Waitress, Landscaper, Author, and Horse Jockey. One of these four women is about to win life-changing money. The other three will be stripped naked and made to cum in front of live streaming cameras viewed all over the world (and every boy they've ever known). Who will take home that championship?

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Nervous/excited to see if waitress has what it takes to be champion, or if her cockiness will get the best of her, and her betrayals/enjoyment of her humiliations will bring karmas wrath, brilliant saga thus far it hasn't finished and I'm excited for the next, you're pushing me to work more and I appreciate that,

Nikolai wrote: ↑Tue Apr 05, 2022 3:07 am Nervous/excited to see if waitress has what it takes to be champion, or if her cockiness will get the best of her, and her betrayals/enjoyment of her humiliations will bring karmas wrath, brilliant saga thus far it hasn't finished and I'm excited for the next, you're pushing me to work more and I appreciate that,

Waitress has really emerged as my favorite entrant this contest. Everybody keeps underestimating her because she's small and skinny, and her sales pitch of "you and I should team up against that girl there" keeps working again and again because the other party is always much more nervous about the other girl than they are Waitress. She has been involved in the elimination of about a third of the entire cast! I have a lifelong love for high charisma trickster characters and she's been great. The fact that the Thirst Games is a fantasy land for her deviant perverted ass also makes her entertaining to write. It'll be interesting to see how she handles a fair fight if she ever gets one for a change. The funny part is that she has a plan for her giant wad of cash that will likely be OP as fuck, which will most likely be shown in the next part.

I've also enjoyed writing the overly-complex traps and plans of Author and the mocking domination of Horse Jockey, making them two of my favorites as well. Author has begun to remind me of Miraculous Ladybug (for anyone who gets that reference) and with her I've been using that show's concept of winning via absurdly complicated plots centering around item usage. She's the most difficult to plan out, but it's a lot of fun to do so. Also I love how thoroughly that Horse Jockey breaks her foes using her entire arsenal of dominance items plus her leg squeezing of doom. There are still many tactics yet undone that HJ could do to someone.

Landscaper isn't really one of my top favorites to write compared to some others (Babysitter being a prime example), but I do enjoy the fact that she is the least refined of all of the girls and has a chip on her shoulder because of it. I sometimes worry that much of the subtext of Landscaper's character is lost on any non-Americans reading this story (since there are a ton of Brits here), but in the US a Hispanic landscaper is treated as if it's one of the lowest careers possible and has become a huge negative stereotype for the race in general. They are viewed as the bottom of the class ladder, lower than a burger flipper. This is one of the motivations driving Landscaper, the desire to prove that a "stupid beaner lawnmower" can win in a contest featuring the types of elitists that scorn her (while still hiring her) such as lawyers, accountants, and wealthy heiresses. This hasn't been a real factor for her yet since she's only interacted with fellow blue collar types so far, but if Landscaper somehow escapes from Security and Waitress she will not be a fan of Horse Jockey one single bit because of what she represents on the class ladder.

Executionus wrote: ↑Tue Apr 05, 2022 4:21 am

Nikolai wrote: ↑Tue Apr 05, 2022 3:07 am Nervous/excited to see if waitress has what it takes to be champion, or if her cockiness will get the best of her, and her betrayals/enjoyment of her humiliations will bring karmas wrath, brilliant saga thus far it hasn't finished and I'm excited for the next, you're pushing me to work more and I appreciate that,

Waitress has really emerged as my favorite entrant this contest. Everybody keeps underestimating her because she's small and skinny, and her sales pitch of "you and I should team up against that girl there" keeps working again and again because the other party is always much more nervous about the other girl than they are Waitress. She has been involved in the elimination of about a third of the entire cast! I have a lifelong love for high charisma trickster characters and she's been great. The fact that the Thirst Games is a fantasy land for her deviant perverted ass also makes her entertaining to write. It'll be interesting to see how she handles a fair fight if she ever gets one for a change. The funny part is that she has a plan for her giant wad of cash that will likely be OP as fuck, which will most likely be shown in the next part.

I've also enjoyed writing the overly-complex traps and plans of Author and the mocking domination of Horse Jockey, making them two of my favorites as well. Author has begun to remind me of Miraculous Ladybug (for anyone who gets that reference) and with her I've been using that show's concept of winning via absurdly complicated plots centering around item usage. She's the most difficult to plan out, but it's a lot of fun to do so. Also I love how thoroughly that Horse Jockey breaks her foes using her entire arsenal of dominance items plus her leg squeezing of doom. There are still many tactics yet undone that HJ could do to someone.

Landscaper isn't really one of my top favorites to write compared to some others (Babysitter being a prime example), but I do enjoy the fact that she is the least refined of all of the girls and has a chip on her shoulder because of it. I sometimes worry that much of the subtext of Landscaper's character is lost on any non-Americans reading this story (since there are a ton of Brits here), but in the US a Hispanic landscaper is treated as if it's one of the lowest careers possible and has become a huge negative stereotype for the race in general. They are viewed as the bottom of the class ladder, lower than a burger flipper. This is one of the motivations driving Landscaper, the desire to prove that a "stupid beaner lawnmower" can win in a contest featuring the types of elitists that scorn her (while still hiring her) such as lawyers, accountants, and wealthy heiresses. This hasn't been a real factor for her yet since she's only interacted with fellow blue collar types so far, but if Landscaper somehow escapes from Security and Waitress she will not be a fan of Horse Jockey one single bit because of what she represents on the class ladder.

I'm glad you've enjoyed using the character, you've gone above and beyond my expectations, while also keeping it true to how I'd imagined, really enjoy what you've done with the character and how she's helped this Thirst Games progress

Executionus wrote: ↑Mon Apr 04, 2022 9:06 pm a basketball of ecstasy.

Fantastic.

square wrote: ↑Wed Apr 06, 2022 10:13 pm

Executionus wrote: ↑Mon Apr 04, 2022 9:06 pm a basketball of ecstasy.

Fantastic.

I'm honored that one of my comedy metaphors was able to inspire you to make your first-ever post .

Part 21:

Author continues to watch the contest on the theater screen, fully aware of the potential threat of Horse Jockey choosing to head north after her. She has the theater room as trapped as reasonably possible. And then the worst thing happens: Her phone buzzes a loud alert informing her that she has been flagged for loitering in the theater for too long. If she doesn't vacate the premises soon she'll draw the attention of a Security Guard. With a loud disgruntled sigh, Author packs all of her gear back into her backpack and heads outside back into the hallway.

Author needs to choose a new location to make into her fortress for the final four, since she knows she has poor chances against anybody out in the open. The only unclosed stores in her general vicinity are Spencers and 1001 Gifts. She decides to check out 1001 Gifts first, which causes her phone to ping a quest completion alert as soon as she walks in. Turns out she was given credit for using the glass dildos from this store on Fitness Instructor earlier, and now that she physically activated the quest to use those on somebody it was instantly completed. That netted her a bonus $10k in her bank account, which was a nice surprise. She looked around at things to buy here and settled on a pair of plastic knuckles for $30 each. She may be weak, but with these on her hands even Author could land a good punch. These made her feel much more confident in an open combat situation should her traps and sleep attacks fail her.

Once done with that store, Author ran into Spencers. The quest in here was now redundant (eliminate by cum), but the real advantage in her mind was how cramped this place was and how narrow the aisleways were. This hurts her enemy's ability to move around well and turns them into sitting ducks when the ambush is sprung. She sets up her screaming chicken, as well as setting up a bunch of other ones considering this is the store that sells those in the first place. The plan this time is to make her foe paranoid, but also desensitized to sudden noises. She uses her remote speaker as a decoy to lure opponents in the wrong direction, while she hides behind a display ready to pounce when the enemy walks past her. Very likely she could knock a girl out with the last of her chlorophyll this way without ever even being seen, followed by quickly restraining her using the handcuffs and spreader bar.

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Horse Jockey was exploring Books-A-Million looking for useful items to buy, while also playing the store quest game. In here the quest reads "Locate the One Ring. You may either destroy it at the Mt Doom display for $1000, or wear it yourself to be invisible to all map kiosks and store occupant signs. Wearing the Ring comes at an unforeseen cost." Horse Jockey makes the assumption that Video Blogger must've completed this quest to gain her invisibility earlier, which was not actually accurate but she had no way of knowing that. She did wonder what this "unforeseen cost" of wearing the One Ring would be though.

Locating a ring in a store this size was surprisingly difficult, but she was also searching for useful stuff too. She had $435 to blow, and seeing as how it was the final four it's not like there was much point to saving money anymore. The problem is that Horse Jockey already had a versatile arsenal of items at her disposal, so many that she acquired a backpack to carry them all around. Also, book stores aren't known for selling weapons or sex accessories. After awhile she gave up on buying anything of use to her in this store, but continued to look for the One Ring.

It took her an embarrassingly long time to locate it, because some maniac who thought he was clever hid the ring inside of a 3-D puzzle display of the globe that had a piece missing. The One Ring was in the "middle" of "Earth". Once she found it, Horse Jockey had to decide on whether she wanted to toss the Ring into the fires of the Mt Doom display for the money, or if she wanted to keep the cursed object for herself and use its forbidden power to crush her enemies. While she found herself tempted to use the Ring, when it comes right down to it Horse Jockey is a huge proponent of fair play and being an honorable person. She wasn't wanting to use an item that was quite literally modeled after evil incarnate. There was also the fact that the "unforeseen consequences" of wearing it felt like a potential risk that she didn't want, and that invisibility from the maps wasn't even an ability that she really needed in any way since she wasn't planning to hide. So with all of that said, the ring was cast into the (colored paper) fires and destroyed forever.

Horse Jockey wondered what other stores might sell anything useful for her, but mostly doubted that there was anything worthwhile for her to add to her arsenal. With two entrants engaged in battle in the center (one of them Landscaper judging from her seeing Security running that direction), Horse Jockey decided that she should probably take out the lone girl in the north who was now located in Spencers. She had meant to attack that girl earlier before being side tracked by Video Blogger. Horse Jockey saw the remainder of the match as a tournament and was ready to face off against two more enemies total in order to achieve victory. She wasn't afraid of losing, since fear is the path to failure.

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***Security and Waitress vs Landscaper***

Landscaper was being held face down on a table in the Food Court, her arms zipped behind her back by her former ally Waitress. Security went to use Landscaper's own garden shears to cut off her hoodie, leading Landscaper to start kicking backwards to defend herself.

Security ordered "Stop struggling or else I'm going to do something very mean to you. You're losing the clothes and items no matter what, nothing you do changes that. It's your choice how bad this goes before I let you go though. This is your last warning"

Landscaper wasn't the type of person to just give up from a threat, especially because she adamantly didn't want to be stripped naked in public. Instead she exploded backwards with all of her hip and leg muscles in a final bid to escape when her hoodie was 3/4 cut. She managed to stand back up and briefly escape, only to have Security slap on a standing chokehold to put a quick end to the attempt. Landscaper's face was then once-again pushed into the table, this time quite hard.

Security's voice perked up happily "Warned ya!"

Without explaining to Landscaper what she was doing, or how she knew about her inventory from watching the event, Security reached into Landscaper's pocket and pulled out her shaker of itching powder. Security pulled back the waistband on Landscaper's jeans from behind and shook a whole bunch of the itching powder all over Landscaper's bare butt. Security then flipped the helpless girl over and repeated the process with her front side. Landscaper could already feel her private area starting to get a little itchy, like it was bitten by a couple mosquitos. This was going to be bad and she knew it.

Security warned "And if you continue struggling, you get more. It's your choice."

Security then flipped Landscaper back over onto her front and resumed cutting off the hoodie. Landscaper couldn't think of any way out of this mess, and she was now afraid to try anything. A failed escape attempt would only make her situation even worse, and she was afraid of what other mean tortures this trained soldier could imagine (especially considering Landscaper is in possession of Krazy Glue, among other things). Already she could feel her crack and privates beginning to itch to the point of being unpleasant.

Meanwhile...proud of herself for how she handled Landscaper and Arborist back to back, Waitress returned to the Food Court in order to help finish off the former. She walked up on the two of them as Security was pulling the ruined hoodie scraps down both arms in order to finish their removal by cutting the arms off together. Landscaper was topless now, albeit face down where nobody could see her breasts yet.

"Nice work!" yelled the smiling Waitress.

Security responded "You missed the most interesting part. I gave her a little dose of this" she shook the itching powder shaker "as punishment for fighting back. If she does it again, she gets more."

Waitress giggled "Hehe, sweet. Oh, I can't wait to watch her squirm around. It's going to be really hard to scratch anything while handcuffed. Speaking of dosing her, I gotta hit her with some of the good stuff"

Waitress used the Irresistible Temptation aphrodisiac vape to spray all over Landscaper's face, making sure that Landscaper inhaled quite a lot of it. The tool was running very low, but Waitress wasn't overly concerned with saving it since the end is near. In theory Waitress would enjoy taking her sweet time with the last girl anyway, given the opportunity to do so safely.

Security then started pulling down Landscaper's pants unceremoniously, while the stripped girl whined "This isn't fair! This is bullshit! You're unfairly helping Waitress!"

Security then replied "You wasted too much time chillaxing in the massage chair, and then you screwed around too much with Photographer even though you knew you needed to hurry. This is just the consequences of your actions. Waitress is allowed to capitalize on your mistakes, as long as she doesn't catch temporary stupidity and then try anything funny with me"

Waitress put her hands up, as usual "Nope! Not trying a thing. I'm all about that bigger picture. Speaking of bigger pictures...I should take some pictures of her for the bonus money"

Landscaper's face was solid red, as she felt her tight jeans get pulled down to her thighs. This was just like her past trauma, having her pants pulled down while she was bent over with her butt exposed to everybody. Only this time it wasn't just a quick 10-second exposure. She was being held like this, while also topless, while Waitress was grabbing her phone to take pictures of it for the internet. Landscaper wailed in shame as she watched Waitress take pictures of her like this again and again, pictures that were sure to last a lifetime.

The more time that passed, the more the itching was passing the point of insanity. With her hands cuffed behind her back, Landscaper finally lost control and started scratching her butt in a frensy. While Security kept a game face on, Waitress's laughing could be heard halfway across the entire mall. Waitress could barely get it together enough to start filming a video of Landscaper, as the mostly-naked humiliated girl was scratching all up and down her own butt crack for all to see. Desperate to reach the deepest depths, Landscaper was force to use her fingers to spread her backside open enough to give herself access, despite the camera being right behind her. She watched as Waitress was filming her, utterly mortified by the show she must be giving to everyone right now.

Security finally yanked the jeans the rest of the way down, tossing them into the pile where the rest of the confiscated items and clothing sat. Landscaper was now fully and completely naked aside from some torn fabric scraps on her wrists which used to be part of her hoodie. With how thick her thighs were, Landscaper's pussy was only barely visible at this angle, and her chest was still hidden as well. Still, she knew that was not going to last. Scratching her backside was helping that ache go away, but her pussy was suffering just as badly. Shamefully, Landscaper parted her legs and stretched her arms in order to reach all the way down to her hairless pussy lips. Her hands rubbed that sensitive area frantically trying to make the itching go away, while the astounded Waitress filmed the entire thing.

After thirty seconds of watching Landscaper pathetically scratch herself from behind, Waitress gleefully requested "Turn her over! Let's see the front side now!"

Security smirked as she flipped Landscaper over with ease, displaying her full frontal nudity for all to see. Her fairly small breasts were topped with two diamond-dense hard nipples sticking out, and getting a better look at the tiny kitty cat made it very clear that both the aphrodisiac and the frantic rubbing were having a visible effect on it. Landscaper's pussy was already noticeably wet even without Waitress actively trying to get her off yet.

Being flipped over had a major downside for Landscaper though, aside from her mortifying exposure: Her arms were now pinned in place and couldn't scratch anything! Landscaper began to shiver and shake, struggling to move or roll back over to free her arms. When that didn't work, Landscaper swallowed her pride and lifted her legs up in the air while everyone watched her. Shamefully, she started opening and shutting her legs in a butterfly motion over and over again quickly, the only way she could think of to itch her aching pussy. Waitress couldn't even believe what she was watching, as Landscaper opening and shutting her legs again and again was putting on a wild show unlike anything Waitress had ever seen before. Her hand trembled as she filmed it all, as Waitress found herself once again feeling the highs of her own deviant arousal. Watching a helpless victim debase herself to this new record level was a new milestone for Waitress, and that realization made the sexy server quite pleased.

Suddenly the phones got a new Blue Light Special alert once Babies R Us closed uneventfully. The three of them didn't even need to look, however, because the Lids store right next to them was now lit up with a blue spotlight.

Waitress jumped with glee "Ooo ooo! Security, would you mind if we carried her and this table into the Lids store? You know, for the Blue Light thingee? Please?"

Security nodded "Yes ma'am."

The two women then picked up the table, with the naked and desperate Landscaper still on top of it, and carried it the short distance into the Lids store.

Waitress looked around "You know it's funny...this is actually where I started the contest. It's like I've come full-circle. I'll be right back though"

Waitress sprinted back outside and then picked up the itching powder shaker from the ground and undid the lid. She then ran back to Landscaper. Watching Waitress shake more of that stuff onto her pussy, Landscaper's voice went high pitched "NO NO PLEASE! NO MORE! I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!" Waitress ignored the begging while smiling huge like a child doing something naughty.

Waitress set the shaker back down, allowing Security to grab it again. Security then told her "I'll leave this in your hands now. There's nothing more for me to add to this situation. My mission was to take her items, and now I have everything she had on her when I got here. I'll let you keep the items you have in your possession, like that vape of hers, but the rest of this is my property now. That also includes her spending cash."

Waitress replied "That's fine. Thanks for the help!"

Security walked away with her prizes: Landscaper's clothing, the garden shears, the Krazy Glue, the itching powder, and Landscaper's money. She felt redeemed in many ways after her failure last year in the first Thirst Games. Security, aka JROTC, felt satisfied that she would be capable of winning one of these if she was ever given a chance again. In the shape she is in now, with the mental focus and discipline she has at this point in her life, she was positive she would succeed. She would never get the chance to actually test that belief, but the test wasn't the important part. The important part was her faith in herself and her trust in her skills and training. She was a warrior, an elite warrior who was ready for anything. All's fair in love, stripping contests, and war, so now this soldier had finally realized her true potential.

Meanwhile, Landscaper was thrashing around like crazy trying to handle the unfathomable itchiness of her pussy, whimpering like crazy and begging for help. Waitress responded by taking her vibrating massager and turning it on in front of Landscaper. Instantly Landscaper understood what this meant, and in the shape she was in she wouldn't even attempt to fight it. Landscaper is purely straight with zero interest in girls what-so-ever, yet she was about to submit and allow a girl to get her off in public. She'd allow any level of humiliation though just to make the itching stop.

Waitress touched the tip to Landscaper's pussy and the near-orgasmic relief from the soothing and sensual vibrations caused Landscaper to shiver so intensely that Waitress thought she might have cum already. She made sure to keep filming Landscaper between her legs as the wand did its thing, while watching Landscaper violently kick and rock around from the sensory overload. Landscaper couldn't even process this feeling, it was 10 times more intense than normal vibrator use. The itching powder made her pussy so sensitive to contact of any kind, and the combination of sexual touch with satisfying the itch was multitudes more overwhelming than doing either of the two actions alone. This was by-far the best her pussy had ever felt in her life, not even sex could hold a candle to this amazing experience. Landscaper's eyes rolled back into her head as her body practically melted into the table. She pressed her pelvis against the wand as hard as she could, ready to cum. She knew that everyone was watching her, that it was being filmed, and that all of her friends and enemies back home were going to see every second of this. That thought filled her with extreme dread and shame, but she couldn't resist. This orgasm was coming like a runaway freight train, and nothing could stop it now. Trying to hold it back would be like trying to catch a train with your bare hands.

As Landscaper's moaning got more rapid and her hips began to shake, suddenly Waitress pulled the toy away. The shock from the loss of vibration a mere 10 seconds before climax caused Landscaper to scream in frustration "NOOOO! PUT IT BACK PUT IT BACK!!! ARRRRRRGH!!"

Waitress teased "Oh, is there something you want?"

Landscaper begged "Put it back! Come on, please! Just get it over with."

Waitress placed the vibrating massager on the inside of Landscaper's thigh, just an inch or two from pussy contact "Like this? Is this what you want?"

Landscaper screeched and her body shook out of horniness and itch desperation "Noooo! Put in on my pussy goddamnit! HURRY!!"

Waitress smiled big as she placed it back on Landscaper's pussy, sending the helpless girl practically into a seizure from the reestablishment of the vibrations where she needed them. Landscaper was already right back to trembling and moaning, already chasing that edge. Her eyes went into the back of her head like she was the Undertaker, lost completely in the pleasures of her pussy right now. Another 15 seconds and she'd reach the finish line. Another 10 and she would cum.

Yet again, Waitress pulled the toy away at the last second. Landscaper yelled "STOP THAT! Put it baaaaaaaaack! This is cruel!"

Waitress played innocent "Cruel? I'm just massaging you innocently. Why? Is there something you want?"

Landscaper pleaded "Put it back, I want it back on my pussy. Hurry up hurry up!!"

In her faux-innocent voice, Waitress asked "But why do you want this on your pussy so badly? Is there some reason you need it? You'll have to tell me"

Landscaper figured out what Waitress wanted her to say. Even though the words were degrading and humiliating, the type of thing only a pathetic whore would ever utter publicly, Landscaper had no choice. In her desperation she screamed "PLEASE I WANT TO CUM! MAKE ME CUM! PUT IT ON MY PUSSY UNTIL I CUM! HURRY!!"

Waitress once again returned the vibrator to Landscaper's pussy, enjoying the power she had over this girl's body right now. Waitress then started taunting "That's a good girl. Doesn't it just make you feel like a dog in heat to scream that out loud? I can't imagine. But you don't have to imagine, do you? You're living it. You're going to cum in front of EVERYONE! We're all gonna seeeeee iiit, we're all gonna seeee iiit. Every boy you've ever known is watching you right now. They're going to download this video you know, all of them are. They're all going to watch it again and again, watching you NAKED and squirming from my little toy. Can you even imagine how much man-seed is going to be spilled by your male friends to this video over the years? Gallons, literally gallons.

I'd never do it, never be able to do what you're doing here right now. I'd never cum in front of the whole internet like what you're doing. I'd never be that kind of a whore. You will, though. You will do it precisely because I command you to do it for me. I am your master and you are my slave. How does that make you feel? Do you like being my slave? Not that it matters, because you are.

I see you shivering, I see you shaking. You're right at the edge now. Will I pull it away again? Yes? No? You can't stop me if I do, and you can't resist me if I don't. Maybe I'll keep it here this time. How's this: You have 10 seconds to cum or else I pull it away again.

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"AAAAAAAAAAHHOOOO UUUGH" Landscaper bucked her hips and slammed against the table hard with both her butt and her head, gasping as her orgasm overpowered every muscle in her body. Her legs kicked wildly like she was trying to run in mid air, and her pussy leaked a decent-sized puddle onto the table underneath her. It was by far the most intense orgasm of her life, as her pussy had never-before been a fraction of this level of sensitive. The force of it caused her to bite her teeth hard enough to make a loud sound.

The announcer read off "Landscaper has been eliminated"

Waitress grinned as she turned off the toy and gently rubbed Landscaper's swollen lips with her fingers "Good little pussy. Does that feel better? The boys are coming now. You were a fun toy while it lasted. Hopefully they have anti-itch cream handy. If not, then hopefully they'll free your hands and let you touch yourself. I'd hate to be you, trapped like that with no way to rub this cute little thing down here."

Benedict's Boys arrived, and sure enough they brought itch cream. Landscaper's eyes went wide as one of the boys used his hand to rub the cream all over her pussy, actually touching it all over, up, down, and even a little inside. This random boy was groping all over her privates while she was powerless to defend herself! And he was an extremely handsome body at that. Landscaper felt a wave of embarrassment wash over her from the boy's touch, however at least the cream did its job and quickly killed the itching. The relief from that was actually worth being groped by a man, albeit just barely. Once saved from the itch, Landscaper was escorted out of the contest area.

Waitress was given her $20 victory cash (in addition to her $10k bonus prize money for the Blue Light Special), making her total on hand a whopping $570. She was awarded a free hat of her choosing for winning, but that was only the beginning. This store's quest was a giant duck game, where every hat contains the number for a random item of variable usefulness. Waitress began this contest here and won a sticky-foam grenade from her free hat back then, which was one of the high rarity items. She still has that grenade, just waiting for the right time to use it. Meanwhile, she now has another free hat to choose from, AND everything in the store is half off. The normally $40 hats are now on sale for $20 each. Waitress realizes that her wad of $570 will buy her a whole ton of hats, which in turn translates to a mountain of potential items at her disposal. From that lineup, she would be able to choose the optimal equipment to take with her into the final battle.

Her free hat earned her a riot shield, which was potentially useful even if it was bulky. Waitress remembered how valuable shields were in the final battle of Virgin vs Gamer last contest. Then she started buying hats and won the following: Smoke bombs x5, chlorophyll, rope, handcuffs, dog snare leash, remote vibrator, ball bearings, paddle, and a grand total of $23,150 bonus prize money (including scoring the ultra-rare $10k prize twice). Waitress has actually amassed over $100k in prize money and tips so far, vastly exceeding any other entrant.

That was a large stack of items, especially with her already having the bulky grenade to carry around. Waitress was going to need to choose only a few of those to keep, so she began planning around a strategy. Right away she discarded the paddle, leash, both ropes, and ball bearings as not being useful to her. The remote vibrator was an absolute keeper, no question, and the chlorophyll was a clear winner too. What was left of her hot sauce was being kept too, although she decided to finally ditch the grenade as being too cumbersome to be useful in a one on one battle (and would make stripping difficult). She was also keeping the poultry shears for clothes cutting, handcuffs and zip-tie gun for restraining, and the wand massager for playtime. Thankfully Intern's pants had useful pockets for holding stuff. Waitress began to work a plot involving the five smoke bombs for one hell of a surprise attack.

Going forward there would be no manipulating and betraying of allies...all that was left was a fair fight, one on one. She nervously waited to hear which girl, Author or Horse Jockey, would be fighting her in the finals. One more battle was all that separated Waitress's fate: To be a millionaire, or to be stripped and humiliated in front of millions of people. The pressure and fear was already driving her mad. She was so close to victory now, but one wrong misstep could cost her everything (including her modesty).