Stupid upside-down bikinis!Had they even tried to tie difficult knots? Or did they just want to show everyone their perfect breasts?
Isadora answered that question by reaching up, jiggling her boobs, and then blowing a seductive kiss to the adoring crowd.
Ocelot blew his whistle. “Foul on red. Diablo, freeze for thirty seconds.” A big LED timer behind Ocelot started counting down from 30 while Cole kept untying.
Fucking Isadora!If she was the reason that we lost this, I was going to tit-punch her so hard.
Cole kept one hand behind his back as he attacked the next bikini top, but after a few seconds, he gave that up and started going at it with both hands. Just as the penalty timer ran out he finally got the knot around her neck undone. The girl’s face turned bright red as her top fell from her breasts. Cole undid the other knot and her top came off completely.
Oh my God. This was a mistake!I wanted to run, but that would surely result in us being disqualified. Which would then result in Cole getting to bang me. Probably in front of all these perverts.
Seeing Diablo work gave me some small hope though. He was quickly making up the lost time. And by the time Cole got my fourth teammate topless, Diablo had almost caught up.
A full two minutes passed before either of them got another bikini untied. Apparently both teams had arranged their girls from easiest to most difficult.
The crowd cheered again, and I knew that another top had fallen. Both teams had two girls left.
“Hey Cole,” I said as he worked on Frankie’s top.
He ignored me.
“Have you seen these lovely boobs that you’re freeing? If you think Isadora’s boobs looked good in that bikini, you should see them out of it.” Saying that sentence made me feel so gross, but I had to do anything I could to distract him.
“I don’t want to see Isadora’s. All I care about is seeing yours.” He turned and gave me his cockiest smile as the final knot on Frankie’s top came free.
Shit!
“How’d you do that so fast?” demanded Frankie.
“I’m just that good.” Cole didn’t waste any time sliding over to start on my knots. His rough fingers brushing against my back sent shivers down my spine.
“You don’t have to do this,” I pleaded. “If you stop now, I’ll let you do whatever you want to me.”
“Tempting offer, but I’m already going to get to do that when I win.”
Eh, worth a try.
“I have to admit, these knots were pretty good,” said Cole. “But not that good.” He yanked at the string on the middle of my back and all the tension went out of it.
Fuck my life.I looked down in horror, expecting my boobs to pop free. But by some miracle the fabric just barely stayed in place over my nipples. That wouldn’t last long though. If Cole got through the knot on my neck, not even another miracle would keep my boobs hidden from the crowd.
Cole was silent in concentration for a few seconds. When he started talking again, I knew I was screwed.
“It was a valiant comeback,” he said. “But alas, all good things must come to an end. With just a few more pulls…” He pulled once. Twice. And then he stopped. I could feel that most of the complexity of the final knot had been undone. “Just tell me when you’re ready to lose,” he said.
I looked over at Diablo, hoping that he had somehow caught up and was about to get Chastity naked. But nope…he still had two girls to go. And then something incredible happened.
The second-to-last blue girl’s boobs were so big and there was so much tension on her bikini that when Diablo undid the middle string, one of the ends whipped forward and hit her in the face. She instinctually pulled her hand up to rub her cheek where it had hit her.
Ocelot blew his whistle. “Foul on blue! Cole, freeze for thirty seconds.”
Ah!I was saved!
Cole let go of the final string and took a step back.
“You’re lucky, Raven,” said Cole. “But not lucky enough. The second that timer hits zero, your top is coming off.”
“Not if Diablo finishes first,” I replied.
