Chapter 4: The 2nd Battle Royale: Mom is down but she’s not giving up!

“GAHHHHHDDD!! NOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

Elyse was starting to feel as if she could do nothing but shriek and struggle helplessly as the pretty Catholic mom grunted and groaned while she fought with a panicked but futile fervor. In the end though, no matter how hard she struggled, Elyse was not able to free herself nor even her hands and instead merely wailed and thrashed as her greatest humiliation yet continued to unfold. For now the pretty Catholic mom’s very own fourteen-year-old son was keeping her pinned to the ground and, while the three smiling black boys brought their cellphones closer, Elyse felt it as her panties started being pushed down. At first it was only over her hips but then Alex repositioned his hands and, sitting on her stomach as he now was, the pretty Catholic mom’s fourteen-year-old son moved his hands underneath her. A moment later, his thumbs were sliding into her underwear again as he then lifted her pelvis off the ground just enough so that he could push her panties down in the back.

“Now it’s time mom. Now it’s finally time for the great unveiling. You know I’m glad that you aren’t giving up. Honestly this process is so much more fun than if you just lay there and accepted defeat while the four of us just did whatever we wanted to you.”

Now that was something that wasn’t going to happen, Elyse firmly decided. She was down and, yes, she hadn’t yet scored a single victory, true, and also, her very own fourteen-year-old son had seemed to need barely any effort to take off not only her dress but also her bra and finally her slip, but the fight wasn’t over. For Elyse was still convinced that she wasn’t going to lose this fight; the thought of what would happen to her if she did, the idea that her own naked fourteen-year-old son would climb on top of her naked body and she would then have to lie there and feel the sensation as his young teenage penis thrust its way inside her, it was just too horrible to imagine. It couldn’t happen. It couldn’t be allowed to happen Elyse decided and the pretty Catholic mom made up her mind that no matter what her very own fourteen-year-old son wasn’t going to achieve total victory over her and neither were any of these other boys. Now, even though Elyse didn’t know how she was going to stop it the pretty Catholic mom convinced herself once again that she was going to stop it. This would be the last humiliating act that would happen to her. They would all see. Somehow she would regain the advantage and then they all would pay. Well, maybe not Alex that much, for Elyse still believed that he was merely a pawn in this just like she was. But the other three boys ... those little repulsive niggers; Elyse would show them. She didn’t know just what she would do to them but she knew once she did it they would be sorry.

Just wait and see boys, by the time I get through with you, you ... well, you’ll wish you had never messed with Elyse Catherine Keaton. Just wait ... you’ll see.

It was an appealing thought and a delicious fantasy but, suddenly, the pretty Catholic mom’s mind was savagely yanked back to reality. For her own fourteen-year-old son had finally succeeded in pushing both her pantyhose and her panties down over her bottom and it was the sensation of the two bunched up pieces of fabric as they bit into the tops of her legs that now commanded Elyse’s attention. Now, as hard as the pretty Catholic mom tried to delude herself, Elyse could no longer deny that she was only a few seconds away from having her beautiful blond pussy revealed to everyone in the room and yet, no matter how hard she tried the pretty Catholic mom just couldn’t seem to break free. No, she was trapped and there was nothing left that Elyse could now do other than lift her head and stare at Alex’s back while her mind conjured up a crystal clear image of everything that was happening on the other side of her son.

“The great unveiling” Alex’s tone was one of quiet awe as he slowly started pushing down the front of both his pantyhose and panties.

“GAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!”

Elyse now cried in both mortification and shame as she felt the thin fabric of both her pantyhose and panties tickle her lower belly. Her nightmare, this process of having her last articles of clothing removed, now seemed to be taking forever. For Alex was moving the material of her panties and pantyhose with a glacial like speed but, eventually, the flawless porcelain skin of Elyse’s stomach ended as the top of her golden tawny triangle appeared. Then it was more than just the top that everyone was able to see and what the three black boys, not to mention the rest of Elyse’s family now gazed upon, was a nest of soft and silky patch of fur so unbelievably feminine that it was almost unbelievable. And Elyse’s horror didn’t end there for Alex kept up his pushing. Now, both of Elyse’s pantyhose and panties were sliding down over her thighs.

“OH GOD!!!!!” cried Elyse as both her pantyhose and panties were now pushed down her legs. For now, not only was Elyse’s pussy exposed but the pretty Catholic mom thought she was in serious danger of losing the last of her clothes. Then things only went from bad to worse as Elyse watched Alex’s back flatten out before her. Now, her fourteen-year-old son’s chest brushed against her legs and, as his upper body lowered, Alex straightened his arms as he pushed the last of Elyse’s clothing until they hung loosely around her ankles.

“Don’t worry mom,” said Alex as he now sat up again.

“I won’t say that I took your pantyhose and panties from you, at least, not until I’ve got them completely off you.”

Even with everything she had been through Alex’s latest description of her situation struck right at Elyse’s heart. In response now, the pretty Catholic mom said nothing but simply continued to whimper and cry. For, Elyse was now humiliated beyond anything she ever could have imagined and now, not only could her own husband and daughter see all of her naked body, but so could three fourteen-year-old black boys whom she had never even seen before. Now all Elyse could think of was that her pussy was on display at least, that was, until there was a torrent of pain in her hands. For Alex was now standing up and, as he did so, Elyse’s tiny and elegant hands were crushed beneath the entirety of her own son’s weight.

“AHHHHHH!!!! GAAHHHHHHHDDDDDD!!!!!!!!!!! ALEXXXXXXX!!!!!!” screamed Elyse and the shriek of pain that now emanated from the pretty Catholic mom only became more shrill when Alex first crouched down and then jumped in the air as high as he could. Now, for a moment the boy seemed to just hang there while Elyse felt a feeling of blessed relief in her hands. But the pretty Catholic mom’s relief was truly momentary for, only a second or so later, Alex landed on the ground again and this time, each of his two feet slammed down onto her elbows. So Elyse now screamed again and, as she did so, Alex jumped for a second time. This time his target was Elyse’s shoulders and now all of his weight stomped on those tender joints as Elyse continued to screech. Indeed, the pretty Catholic mom was still in mid-scream from the assault on her elbows and, as her body couldn’t decide whether to finish her current scream or take in more air for a new scream, she instead let out a strangled gurgle. Elyse was just about done, she was finished, the pretty Catholic mom now knew, and she was just about ready to admit to everyone in the room that she had been beaten into submission and was ready to be a good girl. She would then say anything they wanted her to. say She would smile and face the camera and repeat any of the most degrading lies that the boys could think up and she would do so in the most convincing manner she could muster. Only the pretty Catholic mom now had no opportunity to beg for her son had leapt again. This time his target was the spot on her body where the tops of her thighs were connected to her pelvis and, unfortunately for Elyse, Alex’s aim always seemed to be perfect.