This Is War - Chapter 24 - #FreeTheNipple #2
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.
“Not gonna happen.”
“Come on, Diablo!” I yelled. “You can’t let that timer run out!”
Diablo nodded and squinted at the top knot of the girl’s bikini. A second later, the knot was free.
He had twenty-two seconds to get Chastity topless.
He approached her top with the same focus. But the clock was ticking down, and he wasn’t making progress.
Twelve…eleven…ten…
“Hurry!” I yelled.
“I can’t get it!” he yelled back.
Chastity looked kind of disappointed. I knew how badly she wanted to show off her perfect tits. But I also knew how badly she wanted to win.
Seven…six…five…
Come on! Come on! “Five seconds!”
Diablo growled in frustration and stopped working on the knots.
No! What was he doing?
“It’s not looking good,” said Cole. He took a step forward and rubbed his hands together, getting ready to pull my final string.
Three…two…
With one second left on the clock, Diablo reached around and grabbed the front of Chastity’s bikini. With a roar, he tore her bikini in half. Chastity smiled as her ruined bikini top fell to the ground.
Oh my God! He did it!
I was about to celebrate when I felt Cole pull on my final string. The tension on the string went away and the fabric started to fall away from my chest. Noooooo! My hands shot up and just barely pressed my bikini top safely to my chest.
I let out a huge sigh. I’d saved myself! I wanted to turn around and slap Cole, but both my hands were otherwise occupied.
“Hey!” yelled Diablo.
I looked over to see what he was upset about. Was Chastity covering herself and not letting him see what he’d worked so hard for? It wouldn’t have been against the rules since the race was over. But still…it would have been totally out of character.
That wasn’t the issue though. Chastity was proudly standing with her hands on her hips, happy to show off her boobs to Diablo. Only she wasn’t really showing them off, because her nipples were covered by bright blue pasties.
“Hey!” I yelled too, joining Diablo’s calls of indignation. I turned to Ocelot. “She wore pasties! Isn’t that cheating?”
“Technically it’s not against the rules. And what do you want me to do about it? Disqualify them? Your team already won.”
“But didn’t Diablo cheat by tearing her top off?” asked Cole.
“I’ll allow it,” said Ocelot.
“Don’t be a sore loser,” I added. I held one hand across both my boobs so I could use the other to boop him on the nose. Nothing was more demeaning than a good booping.
He jumped back. “Did you just boop me?”
“Yup. Whatcha gonna do about it?”
He gave me a wicked grin. “You’ll see.”