My girlfriend is sobbing as she moans pleading for her rival to let her up. Tiff rolls her eyes keeping her crotch jammed tight into Nikkis jaw. "Tell me who's the better woman" Through the crying Nikki moans "You are" Not good enough tell me I'm the better woman and say my name. My girlfriend does as she is told. Tiffany looks at me and licks her lips then looks back down at her beaten rival. She grabs her hair and barks down "Say it louder and look at me when you say it. With no choice Nikki looks up at her enemy and says it loudly to make sure she isnt told to say it again....".One last thing, look at me and say you are my bitch " Nikki moans no please get the fuck off me. Someone get her...mmmmmphh her plea is cut short as Tiffany scoots up n sits right on her mouth and nose. She starts to grind back and forth on it and keeps this up for a minute or two. She slides back on Nikkis neck and says. One more chance look me in my eyes and tell me you are by bitch. Otherwise you're going to have my ass in your face the rest of the night." Not wanting to risk this night getting any worse she does exactly as she is told.
Tiffany gets off and stands over her prey. Nikki still sobbing starts to move and Tiffany quickly takes her right foot at puts in on her chest pushing her back down on her back and then pressing it against her rivals mouth "I didn't say you could move yet, bitch," She poses over her like this for several minutes looking around the room and down at her beaten foe.
"Look at me!!! Consider this a warning bitch. If I ever get word you are talking shit again I'm going to fuck your face completely naked and make you eat my ass and I'm dead serious. Will see you around." Tiffany pushes her foot firmly against Nikkis mouth before walking off.
My girlfriend gets up and is crying her eyes out. She looks over at me. Face still full of lipstick around her mouth, now a little smeared after getting facesit. Shes tells me she wants to go home and obviously leave. As we leave the party and get in my truck my girlfriend starts to really cry and sob as the reality of what happens starts to set it. I occasionally look over with her but have no clue what to say. The ride home is silent besides the sound of her cries.
Finally a we pull into our apartment complex she says "OMG. how can I ever show my face again. Half your frats and our sororities just saw that" I try to comfort her and tell her is ok not that big of deal. She somewhat starts to calm down and we go to the bedroom. I guess with all of the humiliation she forgot what Tiffany had wrote on her face because she had calmed down a little bit and told me she was going to wash her face and walked into the bathroom. I see her turn the light on and she starts crying loudly. I get up and ask what's wrong and see her staring in the mirror trying to get the clown lipstick and "tifs bitch" to come off her face. ...
