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Secret Girls Club Part 30
(Heidi and Dove come to an agreement about her forfeit)
Since no one knew the circumstances prior to my previous match with Shayla and my forfeit to Heidi, there was plenty
of talk of how I might lose to both of them again. I didn’t interfere with any of the gossip and just trusted myself
to handle it.
I think Heidi knew better than to think she’d win, but she had to be confident after beating Bambi, the helpless
little pet who followed Evelyn where she went.
Thinking about Shayla was a different story. Sure, she beat me and could gain confidence from that but she also lost
to a freshman in her last match and that could be dangerous. She’d want to bounce back with a big victory and a second
win over me would certainly bolster her reputation.
Shayla didn’t have a fight scheduled for Friday, hoping it would keep her fresh. She’d also be watching my match with
Heidi. I wanted to keep an even keel.
I ran into Christa at an arcade the day before my match with Heidi. She took me aside to warn me that Shayla had been
bragging about giving me two losses. First of all, it’s supposed to be private. Second, I figured she was just trying
to get herself extra motivated.
I told Christa not to worry but suggested that she tell Shayla to be a little more discreet. I’m sure people at school
knew about the club but no one ever discussed it during school hours.
Christa also said that Evelyn was keeping a low profile. She cancelled her matches for the weekend so she could focus
on our match, which was scheduled for next Friday. I told Christa I was not going to lose to a freshman and I would
worry about that match after the weekend.
Friday night came and Heidi asked to negotiate. We sat at a table and I waited for her to begin.
“I’m here to ask for mercy,” she began. “I’ll give up right now if you let me keep my clothes on. Please, Dove, I
can’t stand the humiliation of being tied up naked for hours and being teased about it. It makes me want to move away
and never see anybody I know again.”
I reminded her that a forfeit requires her to serve the full penalty. She began crying.
``I just can’t do it,” she said. “I’m falling apart. I want to quit the club. At least let me do that.”
I wanted to go over and hug her but, instead, I waited for her to collect herself. I made sure she drank water and
handed her some paper towels.
“I can offer you a compromise,” I said. “But it still involves you having to get naked, though it will be private.
Only a handful of people will see you.”
“Oh God! Even one is humiliating,” she said.
“Then I’m going to have to call you out and we’ll wrestle in front of everybody.”
“Wait, what’s your plan?”
We faced off in the center of the wrestling mat. My first move was to rush at her, slamming my shoulder into her
stomach. She went down hard and started gasping for air. I thought it was a pretty good acting job until I realized
she can trouble speaking.
“I--, I--, Can’t--, Breathe—“
I rushed to her side and did the best I could to help her. I cleared the area and told the referee I was going to
escort her to the locker room. Christa and I got her up and supported her between us. Her breathing was improving but
she wasn’t able to maintain her balance. We half-dragged her into the locker room and let her sit for a few minutes.
“I didn’t think you were going to hit me that hard,” she finally said. “It was a little scary to get the wind knocked
out of me. Thanks for helping me get in here.”
When she was ready, Christa and I took Heidi to the private room near the back of the room. There was just enough
space for two people but we managed to get all three of us to fit in there.
“Okay Heidi, are you ready for your forfeit?”
“As ready as I’ll ever be.”
We had agreed that she needed to serve a penalty phase but it wasn’t going to be so public. Instead, she could spend
her time in the lockable room.
Heidi still had a difficult time as I lifted off her shirt. She immediately turned 50 shades of red and covered
herself with both arms.
I grabbed the hem of her shorts and panties and dragged them down her legs. She squeaked with embarrassment. I then
removed her shoes and socks, handing each item to Christa, who would safeguard them for the rest of the night.
Heidi bounced up and down on her feet, having been stripped naked, and couldn’t settle down. I grabbed her hands and
drew them behind her back, tying her wrists together. She tried to shield her body as best she could and I had to
laugh.
“We’ll lock the door and you can spend all your time in here,” I told Heidi. “Christa will be right outside with your
clothes. Try to stay calm. It’s only Christa and I who know this is happening to you.”
“That’s bad enough,” Heidi whispered.
I left Christa in charge and I went back out into the basement, with a story about how poor Heidi was feeling nauseous
and needed some time alone to recover.
Christa later told me Heidi decided she needed someone with her, so she kept her company; her clothes still outside
the door. Christa confessed she untied her hands at one point and they had a make-out session.
All in good fun, I said. All in good fun.
End of Part 30