Corinne, Mistress of Chains, vs...

((tiebreakers going to the higher stat works as a good precedent! but I'm flexible; i'll leave it up to your interpretation/whatever you think is best since you're running this match))

Leelan felt Corrine tug with all her might, but despite being thinner Leelan's archer arms were strong. She held fast against Corrine's struggles. This meant leaving her chest uncovered though. She could see her nipples shake and vibrate on her small mounds, but could do nothing but blush and hold the chain.

The audience watched the tug of war, enraptured. Whoever won they were getting quite the show anyways! Topless Leelan, down to her silken skirt, muscles straining. Curvy Corrine, bottomless, amazing round butt and shapely legs showing. Both women struggled, hiding nothing, modesty abandoned in the conflict.

Leelan gave one last pull, a desperate yank, to remove all the chains and defeat Corrine once and for all!

(Strength 8 + roll 6= 14)

((Strength 6* + roll 8 = ooooh..))

Corinne grunted, finally gasping with exhaustion when she realized she couldn't hold anymore.  It had felt like an eternity, their tug-of-war, and she was panting and sweating profusely when she finally felt the chain slip through her fingers.

"No!" she shouted again before she felt herself spun about from the momentum of the chain on her body getting yanked away.  The mercenary practically pirouetted, turning in fast circles involuntarily and finding herself dizzy again long after Leelan stopped pulling.  She had run out of chain at last.

Corinne managed to stop spinning in place, head reeling.  Aloysius quickly gestured to the director for a bit of illusion magic, and to the crowd's delight a trio of canaries popped into view above the dizzy woman's head.  The birds flew in a circle around her head, chirping and adding to the image of her comically disoriented state.

The birds disappeared in a poof of smoke when she finally looked down again in horror.  Her magnificent breasts were jiggling immensely, visible now and crowned with big, dark nipples.  Her tits seemed to defy gravity, save for the idle bouncing they did, and a blush appeared at last through the tan skin of Corinne's face.

She was defeated, naked, and trembling.  Much to her later regret, she threw hands over her naked body and squealed in protest like a maiden.

"Leelan wins! Leelan is the winner!" The announcer boomed happily, and the crowd whistled and clapped its approval as Corinne bowed her head shamefully, still covering herself.

(sorry this took so long, been a busy holiday. Had the idea to change up the nature of this forfeit a little.)

Corinne stood, covering her privates with her hands. She was just as ashamed of her modesty as her nudity. She wanted to be proud, to ignore her exposure. But, as a woman she just couldn't do it!

Leelan stood nearby, struggling to catch her breath. She crossed an arm over her chest. She'd won!

"And now, the moment you've all been waiting for." The announcer boomed. "Our lovely ranger, the hopeless redhead Leelan, will collect Corrine's forfeit!" The crowd cheered happily. "Anything goes, whatever Leelan wishes to do to humiliate her opponent."

"But... I don't want to humiliate her." Leelan said, confused. The crowd booed angrily. Corrine looked at Leelan gratefully.

"Don't want to!" The announcer shot back. "Are you refusing to collect a forfeit!"

Leelan was about to say yes when something strange happened. She couldn't talk! Strangely, she found she couldn't even move. What was happening?

"OOh, it looks like our lovely Queen did not like that!" The announcer said. The viewfinder swiveled to get a closeup of the Queen. She had risen from her seat, hand extended. She was casting a spell, controlling both women! The viewfinder swung back towards the two, Corrine and Leelan, who were now completely under the Queen's power!

"You lucky folks are in for a treat!" The announcer yelled. "It's not every day the Queen involves herself in a match! Let's see what she has in mind!"

Leelan and Corrine found themselves lowering their arms. They struggled mightily, but could do nothing as they revealed their bodies! Their faces still had stupefied, humiliated expressions, but they could control nothing! Corrine stood naked, large breasts heaving, legs spread slightly, revealing her fuzzy crotch. Leelan stood, wearing only a small silken skirt, thin body and small breasts totally revealed.

The queen waved her hand. Corrinne started walking against her will over to Leelan. Though she was being controlled she did not move roboticly. The Queen forced her to shimmy and strut over, swinging her hips. The viewfinder eagerly displayed her flexing pale butt to all.

Corrine stopped behind Leelan. Her hands reached out, grasping the hem of Leelan''s panties. Inwardly Leelan screamed. No, not those! She was helpless to stop Corrine though, who slowly, causally pulled down Leelan's panties.

First her heart shaped butt came into view. Pale as snow, smooth as marble. Then, as it lowered off her hips, her crotch was exposed. A bright red jet of hair showed between her pasty hips.

The crowd roared at the sight of her bright red pubic mound. Corrine kept pulling until the skirt fell in a pile around Leelan's feet. Then Leelan found herself stepping out of her panties. She was naked! She had won but still ended up nude!

The Queen wasn't done though. She forced Corrine to bend and pick up the panties. Then, to everyone's utter shock, Corrine wedged the undergarment into Leelan's mouth! Leelan, unable to do anything, stood wide eyed and red faced, her own underwear hanging out of her lips!

"Ooh!" The announcer laughed. "It looks like the Queen is not happy with Leelan for refusing a forfeit. Better watch what you say in the arena, who knows what might end up in your mouth!"

Leelan, fully nude, now totally humiliated, found herself bending over. She thrust her butt out behind her, breast jutting forward. Corrine took the same pose opposite her. They crouched facing opposite, so each one of their faces was near the others butt. Then, though each of them desperately wished not to, they each raised their hand and began spanking the other!

Whap! Each hand smacked a a butt cheek. The two helplessly spanked each other before hundreds! Blows rained down on generous cheeks. Soon their butts were both red instead of pale pink.

Finally, the spanking done, both rose. Leelan, still with her panties in her mouth, was barely able to keep from crying. Corrine wasn't faring much better. They now found themselves forced to dance. They preformed a perfectly synchronized dance, jumping and twirling, nude bodies flopping wildly. The crowd marveled at their beautiful, humiliating display. At one point Corrine hoisted Leelan up and twirled her, both hands directly on Leelan's breasts.

The finale was the worst part though. The dance ended with both girl extending one leg, reaching it all the way up until it pointed at the sky! They both held the flexible pose against their will, using their arms to hold their bare leg straight up. This left a view straight into each of their womanhood, which the viewfinder was only too happy to share with the audience! Both women were strained to hold the pose, despite the humiliation involved!

Finally the Queen was satisfied. To a standing ovation both women bowed. As a last insult they were forced to skip from the arena, waving to the crowd despite their shame!

((Interesting! I was curious to see what the ranger could cook up for her, but this was quite a nice twist as well..!))

(Leelan seemed a little innocent to start humiliating others, though this experience will probably change all that!)

"You idiot," Corinne hissed through her teeth. "I could've just gone down on you for a minute and we'd have been done with this ridiculousness... now we-" she began, but was cut off as Syndra's magic ran through her body like a shock.

"Oh no..." she was able to murmur as her arms fell to her sides. It was a rare and treasured sight to see Corinne without her chains, her completely hairless, nude body glistening in the sunlight. She looked like a professional dancer, the way she sashayed on over to Leelan, hips cocking from side to side.

Leelan caught Corinne snickering at the proceedings, especially when she stuffed the ranger's panties into her own mouth. See? her eyes seemed to ask as she mashed the cloth into her open maw.

Corinne's smug expression melted when she found herself on hands and knees next to her foe. It could've been worse than spanking, she supposed. A hardcore arena veteran like her almost preferred something a bit more overtly sexual. But the childish humiliation and associations that came with spanking had her bowing her head in shame as she dutifully smacked her opponent's behind. She cringed, the spanks on her hard butt still stinging as it quivered faintly. Under these circumstances, she couldn't even savor the feel of Leelan's supple bottom jiggling under her own swats.

The dance sequence had Corinne's face beet-red, if she weren't blushing hard enough already. Whether it was innate skill or talent (perhaps she'd been a dancer at some point?) or the magic of the queen that made her dance so elaborate was unclear, but the audience clapped its approval at the revealing acrobatics, pirouettes, and kicks. Corinne's eye twitched in a cringe as her perfect orbs bounced on her chest, and she bit her lower lip nervously when she felt the magic compelling her to raise that one leg as high up as she could in a sort of standing split. Gods, she thought. No one's had an angle like this on me in... some time.

Her glistening, bare cunny shone in the light of day like the rest of her body, and she suppressed tears. I was... so close to winning...

Her face was all grins and smiles though, for the finale. Beaming widely, she skipped with her former opponent through the arena, seemingly heedless of her nudity, as she gave generous waves to all her 'fans'. Arm in arm, she exited stage left with Leelan to share in the aftertaste of their utter humiliation.

The arena guards had to break them up almost instantly when they got out of sight. Corinne went for Leelan's throat with both hands, instantly getting pinned to the wall behind her by the silver-clad sentinels. They'd seen and were thus prepared for a lot of post-match animosity in their time.

"You'll wish you hadn't done that, Corinne," one said with the length of a spear pressing across the mercenary's neck.

"Bad judgment, Corinne," one added as she clasped her hands behind her back with a pair of manacles, leaving her helpless.

"You stupid cow!" Corinne spat at Leelan, the humiliation they'd endured together doing nothing for her disposition. "'Sparing' me was one of the worst things you could've done...!" she continued, furious. One of the guards made sure Leelan kept moving along once she was sure the ranger was alright.

"You'd better let us handle her," the guard concluded...