Canadian Doubles

Bill was a star.  All through high school he had constantly won every tennis
match he had ever played, and when he received a full scholarship to UCLA to
play on the tennis team he couldn’t have been more pleased.  His talent
however somewhat warped his personality and he was thoughtless, arrogant and
rude.  Despite these qualities his rugged athletic good looks always assured
him of a steady supply of ample pussy and this too contributed to an ego
that could choke a horse.  Bill however was about to receive the most
valuable tennis lesson he would ever take.

Every day at 1:00 PM, Bill would head down to the courts, fire up the ball
cannon and practice his backhand.  This was his weak suit and he knew it,
and if he wished to stay on the team, and thus keep his lucrative
scholarship, he knew he had to work on this weakness.  This particular day
Bill, dressed only in his shirt, shorts, no socks, (jock of course) and
shoes, he headed down to the courts to begin his practice.  He was furious
when he saw that all the courts were taken.  Today was the inter-sorority
tournament and all four courts were full up.  There were also at least 20 or
30 other girls in the bleachers cheering their teammates on.  Bill was the
only guy there.

Normally, surrounded by all this co-ed loveliness, would have pleased Bill,
but today he was especially focused.  The last game he had played he had
lost badly, and he wanted to practice.  Bill fumed as he sat down and
decided to wait out the games.

After about an hour Bill grew impatient and began to yell out disparaging
comments to the sorority players.

“MY GOD!  What kind of serve is that!” he sneered as Veronica shot a ball
into the net.

“HA! You women are pathetic!  Why don’t you get off the courts and let some
real players practice!” he yelled again as she missed the next shot.

This was enough for Veronica.   It was bad enough that she was losing the
game, but being harassed by some asshole was really infuriating her.

“OK Big shot!” she yelled back.  “If you think you are so good, why don’t
you come down here and play some of us.  Or don’t you think you can handle
it?” she taunted.

The crowd grew silent.  All of the girls were completely annoyed that Bill
was ruining their tournament, and they all hoped that maybe now he would
shut up.

“Right!” he yelled back.  “I could beat all of you combined!  Why don’t you
all just pack up and go home!”

Veronica, now absolutely livid carped back “What are you afraid of stud.
Afraid a group of women will outplay your sorry ass!”  With this last
comment all the girls started laughing.

Bill, now having his male pride aroused, grabbed his racket and walked down
to the court.

“Ok you’re on!  This is a little beneath my skill level, but I think I can
slum today” he responded snidely.

“So, you really think you can beat us all do you?  Care to bet on that?” she
replied.

Bill was intrigued.  Back in his high school days he had won a lot of money
sharking and he figured these rich bitches would be ripe for the plucking.

“Ok, I’m game.  What do you say, $50 bucks a game.  Canadian Doubles.  I
will play you and any other player you want and be glad to remove any extra
cash you have.”

“I got one better Stud!  Each game the winner gets to have the loser remove
an article of clothing, winners choice.  I am afraid you might get a little
sunburned playing naked all afternoon.” All the girls went wild when this
suggestion was made.

Bill’s mind raced.  He was good and he knew it.  He was confident however
that he would never get stripped.  These girls were terrible and he would be
able to easily defeat them.  The idea of having two girls totally stark
naked in front of him was too tempting, he eagerly agreed.  The other girls
sensed that there may be trouble as they began to whisper protests to
Veronica.  Veronica calmly whispered something in their ear which seemed to
quiet them down.

“One thing” Veronica interrupted as Bill took his place “What if someone is
already naked and loses?”

Bill chuckled to himself.  “Well perhaps she should have to pay a penalty!”

“Agreed! Those who lose and are already naked have to pay a penalty.  Now we
will play 3 sets of 3 games, right Bill” Veronica smirked.  Bill nodded in
expectant victory

Bill, Veronica and her friend Lynette shook hands and took their places.

Bill’s serves were fantastic and he easily won the first game.

“OK Girls, lose the tops!”  Bill yelled with glee.  All the girls who had
gathered to watch the game moaned with disappointment as it now became
apparent that their friends were going to be humiliated in front of them by
Bill.

The second game too went Bill’s way and he confidently ordered the removals
of the bras.  Lynette’s face flushed four shades of red as she shyly
revealed two healthy 36 Cs.  Veronica, with no shame at all, quickly
unhooked her bra and flashed her quite impressive rack to Bill.  Bill was in
heaven as he gazed at their tits, now glistening with sweat and bouncing
wildly as they ran after his volleys.  This particular day was absolutely
scorching and the heat coming up off the concrete was tremendous.   His
concentration was so off that Lynette and Veronica easily beat him this
game.

Bill waited patiently for their demand for an article of his clothing.  He
was not worried after all.  Nothing they could take would show anything and
he was now mentally preparing for the next game.  Those jiggling tits would
not distract him enough to keep him from winning.

“Lose the shoes Bill!” Veronica squealed as the crowd gasped in
astonishment.  What was she doing!  But somehow the gleam in her eye gave
Bill a sick feeling in his stomach.  After he removed his shoes and his bare
soles hit the pavement, he knew what she was doing.  He started jumping
madly about trying not to burn his feet but it was not use.

“Stop dancing and start playing shoeless boy!” Veronica taunted as Bill
tried valiantly to look confident.

The next game was the worst he had every played.  With the combination of
his burning soles and their bouncing tits he was a goner.  Veronica and
Lynette easily won the next game.

Bill hopped nervously, trying not to scorch his feet as he awaited his fate.

“Shorts !”  She commanded as the crowd went wild.  Bill was a bit hesitant,
but relented.  He was humiliated that his naked ass was now on display for
at least 20 college women..  He must not lose again.

The next game went much better for Bill, and he barely squeaked out a
victory.  When he called for their shoes a collective moan went up from the
audience.  Lynette and Veronica both winked at each other as the tossed
their tennies to the crowd.  The socks they were wearing were padded, and
although not as effective as tennis shoes, they did prevent their feet from
being burned.  The game continued.

Bill was now completely demoralized and the girls easily stripped him of his
shirt.  Now clad only in his jock he was almost completely naked in front of
a crowd of women.  The thought of losing now occurred to him and he
panicked, and in his panic played even worse.

This last game was the moment of truth, and although close,  Bill missed his
last serve and now stood in dumbfounded horror.  The realization of his
situation came crashing in on him as he heard Veronica call out in a sing
songy tone “Jock strap time, Jock strap time!”.   Every girl in the crowd
was on their feet cheering.  Bill, slowly and trying to preserved some
dignity covered his dick with his hand, lowered his jock to the ground and
kicked it over on the growing pile of clothes.   Now naked and humiliated he
trembled with rage.

“Bill, we have three more games to play.  Want to know what your penalty is
if you lose them all?”

Bill opened his mouth in shock.  He had  been concentrating so hard on the
game he had forgotten about the penalty.  His face burning with shame he
meekly stared down at the ground.

“If you lose one more game, you must masturbate for the crowd before you get
your clothes back.  Two more and we throw away your clothes and you will
have to streak back to the dorm.  If you lose three more you will have your
hands tied behind your back while you enjoy your nude romp!”  The crowd went
crazy as the penalties were read out.  Bill, horrified at the prospects, was
determined not to lose anymore.

Luckily for him, he won the next game.  Trying to cover his dick made it
much closer than it should have been, but he just barely squeaked by.  Bill
now felt the tide was turning as he ordered the girls out of their socks.
Lynette turned to Veronica with a horrified glance but both girls knew they
were in trouble.  Now it was their turn to toast their tootsies on the turf.

Bill chuckled to himself as he watched them hop wildly over the hot pavement
Now it was their turn to suffer.  The next game was easily his and he
enjoyed seeing them wriggle out of their skirts.  Both girls had on white
thong panties, and were sweating so profusely that their nicely trimmed
bushes were quite visible through the now sheer material.  One more game to
go, that was all and they would be naked!

The last game was quite fierce.  First the girls won a point and then Bill
won.  Finally it was all tied when Veronica shot the ball right into the net
and Bill leapt for joy.  Victory, although Pyhric, was his as he demanded
that the girls lose their panties.  Slowly Veronica and Lynette peeled their
sopping thongs to their ankles and kicked them to the side.  They were
astonishing, and Bill was completely mesmerized.  The crowd, obviously
disappointed with the outcome, booed as they stood before Bill in all their
glory.  Bill now had regained his confidence and suggested they play one
more game.  If he lost, he would pay the penalty they had spelled out for
him, but if they lost they would agree to be his slave for the weekend.
Bill licked his lips at the thought of having two nubile young naked coeds
servicing his every whim.  Lynette  and Veronica agreed on the condition
that if he lost, not only would he have to masturbate for the crowd and walk
back to campus tied and naked.  But he would be their slave for the weekend.

This was too good to pass up so he agreed.

Again the score was tied, but Bill found himself distracted by thoughts of
their servitude.  Right as he was lunging for the crucial shot, one of the
girls in the audience flashed her mirror at him, temporarily blinding him
and thus causing him to miss the shot.  Bill had successfully snatched
defeat from the jaws of victory!

Veronica, now completely overjoyed at her victory, hopped over the net and
rushed at Bill.   Although she thought he was a jerk, she was honestly
attracted to him.  His body was hard and muscled and she eagerly awaited the
devilish torments she had in store for him.   With a wicked gleam in her eye
she handed Bill some lotion.


“Time for stage one Big Boy! Start a stroking!” she cackled.

Bill was horrified.  He almost felt his eyes well up with tears of
humiliation as he began to slowly stroke his cock.  It began to harden as
his machinations continued, and to the obvious amusement of all of the girls
witnessing this humiliating ordeal.  Bill closed his eyes, somehow not
seeing helped him imagine that this was not happening.  Just as he was about
to cum Veronica shouted for him to stop.

Confused, Bill opened his eyes as Veronica whispered in his ear.  “You will
cum when I say you can cum!”

She, now fully dressed, removed one of her shoelaces and promptly tied Bill
hands behind his back.   With the other shoelace she tied it around Bill’s
engorged cock.  Now leashed, Bill had no choice but to follow the victorious
Veronica as she led him, naked and bound out through the crowd.

As they wandered through the throng, Bill was amazed at how the girls took
every opportunity to grab his balls or stroke his ass.  He was thoroughly
humiliated, but at the same time totally aroused.  As they walked across
campus, Bill tried to shield his nakedness behind Veronica.  Lynette,
following close behind occasionally squeezed his tortured balls which would
cause him to cry out a little yelp.  This obviously amused both girls
immensely.

Finally, after it seemed every girl on campus saw him parade naked before
him he was dragged by his dick up the stairs of Veronica and Lynette’s
sorority house and led into their room.  He was horny beyond reason now and
he struggled with his bonds.  Veronica tugged a little on his cock leash,
causing the knot to tighten a bit.  This effectively caused Bill to stop any
thoughts he had of escape.

Then the most amazing thing happened.  Veronica and Lynette, who had fought
so hard to conceal their nakedness from him stripped.  Again their female
charms were laid before him, and when Veronica laid on the bed and spread
her legs Bill thought he had died and gone to heaven.

Roughly she tugged on his leash again and grabbed the back of his head.
Before he could react she thrust his face violently into her snatch.  “Lick
it up good Boy, we have a lot of work to do!” she cooed as Bill began pussy
munching with much gusto.