PART 10
'Stand aside! This is a job for Power Princess'.
As the trolley trundled past, Power Princess grabbed the push bar, and landed her feet on the lower deck. She gazed down happily at the squirming, beet-red Glamour Girl.
'The brake! Apply the brake! It's at the other end!'.
Power Princess was in no hurry, though. The road led directly into the centre of town, and already pedestrians and motorists were stopping to get an eyeful of the beautiful, perfectly displayed Glamour Girl pussy enveloping the huge, pulsating dildo. Like most women, Glamour Girl found accidentally displaying her panties, or bra, embarrassing, so publicly scooting through town bare-breasted, with a vibrator stuck-up her newly shaved sn*tch, and her legs held high and wide was mortifying to say the least. Power Princess was loving every minute of it.
However, Power Princess realised that she had to look as if she was trying to help, so she hauled herself up on to the trolley, and tried to reach the far end for the brake. The oil that Kunliquer had so expertly applied had spilled on to the trolley, and Power Princess felt it seep though her nylons at the knees. Just then, the trolley hit a bump, her knees slipped on the oily surface, and she crashed heavily down on the helpless, prostrate, pussy-flashing Glamour Girl. Power Princess face was now only inches from Glamour Girl naked clit, and her own ass was up against Glamour Girl's chin. The astounded male on-lookers gasped in delight. Now Power Princess was apparently licking the bald, wet pussy in front of her.
'Get off me, you clumsy oaf', yelled Glamour Girl, and the mixture of anger, frustration and dire humiliation proved too much for her. Power Princess's superb posterior, encased in brilliant white lycra was too tempting a target, and she gave the left butt cheek a vicious, very satisfying spank. Power Princess shrieked in outrage at this indignity, and was about to protest when she felt another stinging, humiliating spank to her right butt cheek. Her anger was heightened by the obvious delight that this gave to the growing number of spectators. Hot lesbian sex, and spanking!
She eased herself up, and back to a standing position with her feet back on the lower deck of the trolley.
'Can't reach the brake', she lied. She gave her stinging behind a rueful rub, then put her head down to Glamour Girl's ear.
'Spank me, would you b*tch, well I'll show you'.
'Stop this trolley at once! The whole town is looking at my naked pussy'
'Oh. poor Glamour Girl. Is this terribly humiliating. I suppose it must be. Flashing your pussy would be bad enough, but flashing a shaved pussy with a dildo inside it, with your legs wide open, that's gotta be pretty embarrassing'.
The trolley was now in the town centre, and had slowed considerably, but Power Princess had no intention of stopping it. Indeed, she surreptitiously gave it a little more momentum with one of her feet.
Then she reached forward for the pillow, and pulled it back a bit.
'Let's see if we can at least make you a little more comfortable'.
Glamour Girl, mortified and crimson, burning with shame at the 'X-rated' show she was giving of herself, took her wrath out on her delighted colleague.
'You b*tch! You're enjoying this! Just you wait, I'll…YEEEEEOOOWWW!'.
At last, the firm, rounded butt cheeks of Glamour Girl had come into contact with the thumb-tacks in the cushion. She jerked upwards as she felt the tacks on her ass. But she could not hold herself up for very long. Inevitably, she sank back down again on to the cushion, then with another loud yell of pain, jerked up once more. Power Princess laughed delightedly.
'Yeeeeoow! You b*tch! There's something in the cushion! Yooouch! Oh, pull it away. I can't hold myself up. Yeeeoooowww! Oh my ass!'.
The chasing news team had caught up with the runaway trolley, and Glamour Girl’s considerable embarrassment, as the thronging crowds stopped in the street to enjoy the show, was heightened by catching a glimpse of a TV salesroom as they passed. There, on a dozen different screens, large and small, were the live pictures of her gyrating pussy as she bucked up and down, landing on the cushion, only to jerk up again, thrusting her sn*tch around, making the vibrator wave about as she did so, almost as if she wanted the crowd to get an even better look at her pink slit than they were getting already. This was totally humiliating, and totally degrading, and the fact that Power Princess was so obviously relishing it made it even worse.
'Don't worry, sister super-heroine. We'll be making an emergency stop soon. But it might be a little painful'.
'Please, no more…Yeeeoow!… Haven't I been humiliated enough…Oooowww!'
Then Glamour Girl noticed that they were now in a cul-de-sac. At the end of the street, at the bottom of the hill, was a garden centre. Outside, prominently displayed, was a large, very vicious looking, gaint cactus and the trolley was on a direct course for it.
'Nooo! Please! Yeeoow! You wouldn't! Ooooohhh!'.
'You want to stop this thing don't you?', said Power Princess, leaning down to Glamour Girl's ear again. 'You think you've been humiliated already - just wait till the whole town sees you sitting on a giant cactus, b*tch!'.
The masked beauty's grin turned to a scowl as she tried to raise her head, but realised, after a sharp tug, that her hair was caught in the Glamour Girl ear-rings. This would have been no more than annoying if a public-spirited citizen had not reached out at that point to grab one of the trolley's legs, in an attempt to stop it. Both snooty super-heroines saw the world revolve 180 degrees, as the trolley turned. For a moment it stopped, as the man desperately held on. Power Princess eyed his slipping fingers with alarm, for good reason. The trolley was now facing the other way, and she was bent down over the front. Her superb, full, rounded butt was now sticking up and out, and only 12 yards from the giant cactus. With her hair yanked in the ear-ring, there was nothing she could do to take her very prominent posterior out of the firing line.
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