Power Princess Plots Her Revenge - Part Two by Shaw
PART 18
Eventually, Stephanie noticed the guard re-enter the reception at the far end of the room, with his hacksaw in her hand. But a sudden hush round the room alerted Stephanie to a new development. Walking towards her, fastening her coat, on her way out, was the recently dismissed cocktail waitress.
The waitress stopped, hardly daring to believe what she was seeing. Then they both glanced over at the advancing guard in the distance, then looked at each other again.
'Don't even think about it!', hissed Stephanie.
The cocktail waitress knew that she would have to move quickly, that she had seven or eight seconds at most. But this was too good a chance for revenge to pass up. In one swift movement she picked up a large cream pie from one of the trays, took a hold of the helpless Stephanie's hair at the back, and pushed her head forward, while she jammed the pie into the snooty socialite's face with her other hand.
Stephanie spluttered and spat, as the waitress, with great relish, twisted the pie over the haughty features, till Stephanie was masked by a thick layer of white cream. Then she yanked down the loose bra, exposing Stephanie's small, but perfectly formed breasts.
'No!', she yelped, helplessly.
The audience loved seeing poor Stephanie squeal in outrage, unable to wipe the pie from her face, or cover her exposed, modestly proportioned tits.
Again moving quickly, the waitress turned Stephanie round, and, gripping the back of the expensive, lacy white panties, pulled them down over her beautiful butt, down to her knees. Before Stephanie even had time to protest, the waitress then delivered a hard spank to each of the exposed cheeks.
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