PART 13
Eventually, the degrading procession reached 'GG HQ' and the sniggering beauticians assisted 'Glamour Girl' in finishing the task of removing the rest of the needles from Power Princess's sore and tender posterior. Her humiliation continued as the beauticians had to cut away the super-heroine costume to pull-out some needles that had gone right through her briefs, in between her ass-cheeks. She squirmed in sheer humiliation as she was forced to present her up-turned bare ass to these gloating minions and bitter rival, while they spread her butt-cheeks to access the most painful of the cactus needles. All the while she got to relive sitting on the cactus and being paraded through town face down on a trolley via television news repeating the rating-grabbing clips. Her tears had made a mess of her makeup even before she had gotten her backside free from the spiky plant. She would have dreaded to think what her face looked like now, if she could get her mind off of the thorns being pulled from her nude backside, or Glamour Girl smirking in triumph.
The final ordeal she had to face was a press conference inside the media-suite at 'GG HQ'. Her costume having been cut to pieces, she was forced to cover herself in a short, silk robe that a snickering 'Glamour Girl' provided. 'Glamour Girl' had been careful to remove the belt first, so that 'Power Princess' was had to hold the robe across herself with her hand.
The two answered questions for the media, trying to play-down the double humiliation they had suffered.
'PussyWhip may be claiming credit for the unfortunate series of events', said Glamour Girl, 'but she had nothing to do with it. And I just want to clear up, here and now, that it was not a vibrator, but a delicate medical instrument that Dr. Kunliquer was using to examine me'.
The reporters winked and nudged each other, as Glamour Girl felt herself blush.
'And I want to thank my fellow super-heroine for trying to assist me, even if it ended badly for her'.
Power Princess, holding her robe closed, with her pretty little crown still perched on her head, also paid clenched-teeth tribute to the 'assistance' that Glamour Girl had given.
'I know that PussyWhip is trying to claim some credit for this, but I repeat that that little b*tch is no match for Power Princess. As for the cactus', she continued, now blushing furiously, 'it looked worse than it was. My special Power Princess briefs shielded me from most of the needles'.
The press then asked for some pictures. The two posed with as much dignity as they could. Then they asked if they could have one of Power Princess sitting.
'Certainly', she replied.
As she began to sit, 'Glamour Girl' walked behind her, and placed a cushion of the chair for her.
'Thank-you' said Power Princess through gritted teeth, as the reporters sniggered.
As she sat, she caught sight of Glamour Girl covering her mouth to stifle some laughter. Too late, the masked beauty realised that the cushion was the one that she had sent to Glamour Girl in the first place. As her already extremely tender rump pressed hard down on the thumb-tacks, she roared in pain, then leapt several feet into the air clutching the cheeks of her ass with both hands. The robe fell open, and the clicking press photographers snapped away happily as the beet-red super-heroine displayed her glorious, swelling breasts and delectable pussy, as she danced round the stage, franticly rubbing her throbbing behind.
NEXT UP: POWER PRINCESS PLOTS HER REVENGE
(Well, she may be playing the long game, but it won't be dull. We'll very soon meet a new main character. It may be some time before I post the next set.)
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