You look over Barbara’s shoulder at the film listings on the computer screen
“How about the new Hawkboy movie?” You suggest.
Barbara makes a face. “Another action film?”
“Ninja girl is supposed to be in this one.”
“What is it with you and female heroes?”
“They’re really hot” you say taking a moment to fantasize. You sigh. “Man…how come all the woman I actually know are so plain by comparison?”
Barbara folds her arms and clears her throat.
“Uh present company excluded of course,” you say quickly amending your statement and adding. “It goes without saying that you’re wayyyyy hotter than any superheroine I can think of”
“Smooth recovery,” Barbara says rolling her eyes.
“Except maybe Batgirl,” you mutter thinking aloud.
Shaking her head, Babs gives you a light punch in the arm despite being unable to keep from smiling. “Guys and their fantasies.” She sighs.
She scrolls down a bit. “OOOOhhh Sunlight Dreams.”
You grimace. “You know considering that we’re not dating, you sure try to rope me into a lot of chick flicks.”
“You are going out alone with a really beautiful woman…most would consider that a hot date.” Your friend points out.
You smile. Being friends you and Barbara were not involved romantically but you both enjoyed lightly flirting with one another. “You know what I meant.”
Babs smiles and seductively stroked your arm. “C’mon it will be sweet.”
Clearing a red strand of her away from her face, you look deep into her eyes “Babs you’re cute but not ‘two hours of hearing Reese Witherspoon talk about her romantic feelings cute.”
Babs gives an offended gasp before going into a playful pout. “It was worth a try.”
“Anyway it’s my turn to pick the movie,” You say.
“No it’s not!” Babs argues. “You picked the last movie.”
You scratch your head before realizing what she was talking about. “That doesn’t count!” You say. “The last movie was Revenge of the Sith…you wanted to see that one too!”
Babs smiles. The two of you nod to each other realizing you reached an impasse.
“Rock, paper, scissors?” you suggest.
Your friend shakes her head. “I don’t trust my luck today…let’s make this one about skill.”
“Hmm…how about a Tekken 3 Match?” you ask.
“And let you cheese your way to victory with Eddie? No thank you.” Barbara tells you. “But I am up for offering you a chance to avenge your chess loss.”
“Thanks but I might as well just book the Sunlight Dreams tickets now if I took you up on that.”
The two of you think a little more.
“Well…we could wrestle for it?” Babs suggests.
You grin at the suggestion. Barbara is an attractive girl after all and the idea of engaging in a physical contact sport with here is definitely really appealing but it is too much like taking candy from a baby to be realistic. Barbara was probably just kidding to mess with you.
“Ha Ha…Good one Barbara!!” you say. “What do you really have in mind?”
“I’m serious!! I could so take you in a match.”
You frown. “There’s no way that you could beat me and I’ll just come off as a bully.”
“That’s really sexist. Bear in mind that I’m on the school gymnastics team and I keep my body in really good shape. Also you don’t grow up as the daughter of the commissioner without learning how to defend yourself in a fight”
“That’s true,” You agree still a little hesitant.
Babs smiles. “Oh…I get it. You’re worried about getting beaten by a girl.” She says laughing at you.
Leave it to Babs to know how to push your buttons. Actually now that she raised the point it would be really humiliating if you lose but she doesn’t need to know that. Instead you shrug casually. “I’m game if you are?” you say
Your friend smiles. “Good. I have a mat set up in my living room.”
As you follow her into the living room, you wonder what tricks Barbara has up her sleeves. You seem to have the advantage in this wager but your friend is usually very meticulous in planning things. She wouldn’t challenge you to something she wasn’t sure she would win. She must know something you don’t.
It all becomes clear in a few seconds as Babs bends down and unties her sneakers pulling them off. Next she takes off her socks to reveal an extremely beautiful set of feet. “Just so I don’t slip on the mat” she explains winking at you.
You nod somewhat mesmerized by her actions. You’ve seen (and even massaged) your friend’s feet before but you’re always amazed by how nice they look. Barbara keeps hers in excellent condition and they look as soft and smooth as ever. With your foot fetish, it’s going to be really hard to concentrate on the match.
You watch as Barbara sits down and stretches her legs a little touching her toes admiring her flexibility.
“What’s the matter? You seem distracted?” Barbara says grinning as she finishes stretching. “Weren’t we going to wrestle?”
“Uh, right” you say taking your eyes off Barbara’s feet briefly to look at her face. In the back of your mind you realize how screwed you are.
The two of you face off for all of two seconds before the inevitable happens and you glance at Barbara’s bare feet briefly to admire them. Instantly your friend capitalizes on this and does a handstand flip placing her legs on your shoulders and catching your neck between her calves. With a quick twist of her body she throws you to the ground locking her legs around you in a really tight scissor hold.
You’re stunned. You must have been really distracted because your friend seemed to move like lightning. You don’t know how she was able to move that quickly. You try to get up but Barbara prevents you from doing that securing her hold by crossing her ankles around your neck.
“Uh-uh” She teases. “No you don’t!”
You struggle trying to push yourself off the ground but your friend’s shapely legs hold you firmly in place preventing you from getting any leverage.
After another minute of struggling, Barbara giggles. “Give up yet?” She asks.
Not wanting to lose to a girl you continue to struggle wildly but it’s no use. It’s too hard for you to concentrate with the nice feeling of Barbara’s soft heels against your neck and your friend is surprisingly very strong. You can’t break free.
Your friend shakes her head and smiles. “My you’re really stubborn.” She squeezes her legs against you causing you to cough. As you gasp for air Barbara readjusts her position moving behind you and wrapping one leg underneath your chin. She slides her other leg over your shoulder resting her heel on your stomach, maintaining her submission hold while allowing you to get a good view of her feet in the process. You feel her playfully ruffle your hair “This one’s called a figure four scissor.” She says wiggling her toes a little. “I thought you might like it a little bit more.”
“Mmm, Thanks.” you say dryly still trying to struggle against her
“So you ready to concede defeat yet?”
“Is that a pun?” you ask managing a weak smile as you look in front of you.
She laughs. “An unintentional one.”
Still enjoying the view and truthfully even the feel of Barbara’s legs around you, you shake your head.
“Aww, I guess that means I’m going to have to squeeze it out of you.” You instantly feel her legs tighten around you squeezing you hard. As she feels you gasp for air, she relaxes her hold just a bit only to reapply it a second later. Despite the softness of Barbara’s thighs, the pressure is really intense
She squeezes you a few more times getting you to squeal a bit.
“So are you going to give up or are you enjoying being treated like an orange?” She taunts.
You grit your teeth trying to endure her hold for as long as possible.
She rewards you with a few more squeezes each one more intense than the last. Eventually it gets to be too much and you can’t take it anymore.
“Ok ok…I give,” You tell her. “Let me go.”
Barbara smiles and ruffles your hair playfully. “First say Barbara is the greatest.”
You roll your eyes.
She gives you a light squeeze. “Just do it.”
“Fine,” you say deciding to lay it on as thick as possible to end this quickly. “Ok you’re the greatest, most beautiful, smartest person ever…happy?”
Barbara giggled. “Yup!” She answered enjoying the power rush. Her identity as the school nerd or a by the book superheroine didn’t really allow her to play with or dominate someone in this way. She knew that she had already technically won the bet but she was really tempted to keep this situation going even longer.
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