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Old 07-09-2015, 10:30 PM
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PART 16
'Now let’s see', said Glamour Girl, pulling at the cups of the crimson-faced Stephanie's bra. 'Nope…certainly no concealed weapons in there. I'm surprised you can find bras small enough for these', she added b*tchily.
Stephanie fumed at this verbal assault on her breasts and stomped her foot indignantly.
'You let me go this instant! You can't do this to me!'.
Glamour Girl ignored her, though Stephanie's rage was music to her ears.
'But what's this?', she asked, and with a flourish, pulled out the two pieces of padding that Stephanie had stuffed into her bra.
Glamour Girl held them up for all the guests to see, and there was a great deal of laughter at this revelation, especially from the other females present. Stephanie's rage and mortification increased as Glamour Girl teased her about her bust size.
'Maybe you should go back to training bras', she laughed.
Then she pulled the Stephanie's panty elastic out at the back, and let it snap back painfully across her rear. Then she turned Stephanie round 45 degrees, and pulled the panties out at the front.
'No…nothing very exciting in there either', she said, deliberately pushing Stephanie back a little…just far enough so that her right butt cheek brushed against one of the candle flames.
'Yeeeoooow!', yelped Stephanie, hopping from foot to foot, realising how ridiculous she must appear, unable to rub her scalded behind.
'Oh, sorry', said Glamour Girl unconvincingly. 'Here…this will help cool you off'.
She took the champagne out of the ice-bucket, pulled out Stephanie's panties at the back, then emptied the cold contents down the back of the pretty white panties. There was another burst of laughter as Stephanie froze as the ice cascaded over her rear-end and down over her pussy.
'No need to thank me', said Glamour Girl.
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Old 07-09-2015, 10:31 PM
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'You b*tch! Let me go!', demanded Stephanie, wiggling her increasingly frozen, damp behind. 'I'm Stephanie Cox!'
'Oh! Stephanie COX', said Glamour Girl. 'I'm terribly sorry - my mistake. You are on my list after all. I must have misheard you. I thought you said 'Stephanie sl*t'. Let her go'.
'Do you have the key?' asked the security guard.
'Darn it, you know, I can tell you exactly where it is. It's on my dressing table at home. Get a hacksaw and cut her loose'.
Glamour Girl then took Amada by the arm and began to escort her away.
'Where are you going? You can't leave me like this!', yelled the squirming Stephanie.
'I've got to take Miss Venturi upstairs to do some routine security checks. The guard will let you go. Bye!'.
'But my panties are all wet!'.
Glamour Girl simply turned, smirking.
'I don't suppose that is anything unusual for you, honey', she said to much amusement, and off she went, hand-in-hand with her prize.
The males watching were entranced by the sight of this lovely female in her scanty, sexy lingerie. The females, some of whom had lost boyfriends, even husbands, to the sultry Stephanie were delighted to see this little man-eater freezing her butt off while she waited on the guard to release her.
Stephanie pulled hard against the railings once more in sheer anger and humiliation. Here she was, bra hanging loosely, squirming in her ice-filled panties, on general display to the amusement of her socialite acquaintances, while her rival was walking off arm-in-arm with the beautiful celebrity that she had set her sights on. Where on earth was that guard!
Eventually, she noticed the guard re-enter the reception at the far end of the room, with a 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.

(As you might guess, this is about to get better.)
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Old 07-10-2015, 12:19 PM
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OMG you are so talented please keep up this fantastic job !!
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Old 07-10-2015, 04:41 PM
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Thanks, I'm going to work on this one a while. My sequels are pretty fun in the same vein, once I get to that part there might be a little hiatus because I included way too many characters in them. It involves spies, our supervillainess PussyWhip from this story, Glamour Girl and Power Princess, a few other supervillainesses that are cheap knockoffs of comic book favorites, a heist, a museum, a gala, and two attractive cooking show personalities, one English, one American...
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Old 07-28-2015, 10:06 PM
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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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Old 07-28-2015, 10:08 PM
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PART 19

'Oooow! Yeeoww!', yelped Stephanie, as two bright red hand-prints appeared on her frozen ass cheeks. Stephanie could not believe that she was being publicly humiliated by a mere waitress. That she was standing with her bare, spanked butt, succulent bush, and breasts on display, her panties at her knees, and her face covered in cream pie. And everyone was laughing!

The waitress calculated that she just had time to inflict one more indignity on the little b*tch who had got her fired, and, unbeknownst to the squirming Stephanie, who was still blinded by the cream pie, she emptied a plate of spaghetti bolognaise into the pretty white panties that were fluttering at half-mast. Then she gave the defenceless, naked butt another hard slap, and headed for the exit, delighted to have exacted some revenge on this arrogant little brat.

The guard approached with her hacksaw, and began sawing at the handcuffs. Stephanie, furious and red-faced, the waitress's handprints glowing brightly on her lovely derriere, yelled at her above the laughter of the other guests.

'Never mind that just now, you moron, pull up my panties!'.

'But..but..'

'Just do it, you idiot! I can't stand here with my panties at my knees! Pull them up!'

By this time, the guard was happy to oblige, and, with one hard jerk, pulled the panties up high into her butt. It was at this point that Stephanie became aware that her undies had been filled with soggy spaghetti and hot bolognaise sauce. Since her poor behind had been chilled by the ice, it took a few seconds for the heat from the sauce to register.

'Yooooow! Oooooh! Ooooow! My ass!'

A cheer went up from the other guests as she hopped from foot to foot, sauce dripping out the leg-holes of her panties, long pieces of spaghetti poking out over her butt, wiggling her ass for all she was worth trying to cool her glowing ass cheeks, as the squishy tomato sauce plastered her behind. This was so degrading!
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Old 07-29-2015, 06:43 PM
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PART 20

At last the guard cut through the cuffs, and the fuming Stepanie wiped the pie from her face, grabbed a table-cloth and wrapped it around herself. Seething, she stomped to the exit, ordering the guard to hail a taxi for her, glaring at the laughing guests, particularly the other women who had so enjoyed seeing her being taken down a peg.

The furious Stephanie just wanted to get out the reception and get home to get cleaned up. She knew that the guard would be able to get a taxi easily, but she cringed as she noticed that Honest Hank was still out there, about to begin his pitch. But at least the camera was on the car, so she was spared the further humiliation of appearing on television wrapped in a table-cloth.

At high school and college, the spoiled Stephanie had paid little attention in Physics class - all she had been interested in was boys, clothes, boys, outdoing her classmates, and, of course, boys. Her understanding of the Laws of Cause and Effect consisted simply of 'Cause - Stephanie wants, Effect - Stephanie gets'. However, because she was stomping down the steps in such a bad-tempered fashion, this, combined with the extra weight of the bolognaise in her seat, had the effect of pulling her panties down her tomato-sauce soaked legs to her ankles. The effect of this was that she tripped on the panties at her feet as she made her way down the steps.

With a shriek, she was able to throw herself to the side, so that she landed on the disabled access ramp, instead of tumbling down the steps. But she lost hold of her table-cloth, and found herself rolling naked down the ramp, directly towards the cameraman.

He in turn was rooted to the spot as he saw this gorgeous, naked tumbling figure, a haze of long brown hair, pink nipples, and soft-bushed pussy, heading in his general direction. He had no time to take evasive action, and the rolling, yelping, stark-naked girl crashed into him. He lost his balance, knocked himself out on the side of his camera, and fell heavily across the prostrate, mortified Stephanie.

Having a rather good-looking male d****d across her naked body was usually Stepahanie's idea of a good time, but to be stuck naked in the middle of the street like this was extremely embarrassing. Then she noticed with horror that her predicament was even worse than that. The camera had finished up on the ground, almost between her knees, and was pointing directly between her legs.

'Oh no!', she wailed, as she caught a glimpse of her most precious asset in full, living colour, in close-up, on the monitor. Inside, the guests too gasped in astonishment as they saw what was being transmitted on the TV. The men were transfixed - the smirking females thought it most appropriate.

'Well, half the town's seen it already', said one, b*tchily. 'May as well all have a look'.

Stephanie, for once, struggled desperately to remove the man from on top of her, while Honest Hank, who was perfectly aware of what had happened, having a good view on the monitor of the juicy pink lips of Stephanie's succulent sex, decided to make the most of this turn of events.

'Well, isn't it a beauty?', he began, through the microphone, pretending to talk about the car.

'Every man wants to get his hands on one of these. This particular one was on display in my showroom window for 3 days, and men would come in just to gaze at it, get their photos taken with it - of course, what they really wanted to do was get inside and have a good ride!'.

Stephanie groaned in mortification as Hank heaped this verbal humiliation on top of all her other troubles. She tried again to get from under the cameraman, but only succeeded in jamming one of her feet underneath the car, which, to her further humiliation, resulted in her legs opening even wider, giving an even better view of the contours of her pussy.

'The dirty little b*tch', sniggered one of the other females in the hotel, as the full-beaver shot on the screen widened still further.

'That's what television needs', said another, 'New faces!'.

'It's surprisingly spacious', continued Hank, happily, 'and can accommodate up to four at a time. It handles beautifully. Of course, it takes a lot of filling up, and needs regular servicing, but keep it well lubricated, and it will give you hours of pleasure'.
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PART 21

The writhing Stephanie could hear the laughter from the hotel, as she lay prostrate on the street. At last, Hank stopped his sales pitch, and the security guard helped the crimson-faced, absolutely furious Stephanie to her feet. She hurriedly wrapped herself in the table-cloth once more, and made for the taxi as quickly as possible.

Just before she got in, Hank walked over and pushed a twenty dollar bill down the front of the table-cloth, between her breasts.

'There's your twenty', he said, laughing.

Then he took another ten from his wallet and deposited it in a similar fashion.

'And here's another ten for droppin' you drawers. That was just great, honey'.

Glaring at the smiling Hank, and shaking with anger at the whole series of indignities she had been subjected to, Stephanie got into the taxi, slamming the door, steam almost coming out of her ears as she thought about how she had been so completely degraded, and how she had been denied a night of carnal pleasure with a beautiful, nubile celebrity. And all because of that b*tch, 'Glamour Girl'.

The next morning, Amanda Cox, aka 'Power Princess', shifted uneasily on her hard chair in the conference room of her large multi-national business empire. Her chief accountant was droning on about residuals and take-overs, and most of the other dozen or participants were gently dozing off. But the super-rich super-b*tch Amanda spent most of her time easing one butt cheek up off the chair, then the other, while plotting her revenge.

What would the men round the table have thought had they known that the beautiful, haughty ice-queen was also the celebrated superheroine ,'Power Princess'? Up until a few days ago, they would have been mightily impressed. But now, they would have been secretly delighted, since the whole world had seen poor Amanda/Power Princess sitting on a cactus in the middle of the street, in the full glare the country's media. And many of the men round the table would just love to have known that the wiggling, yelping superheroine was also their snooty, demanding CEO.

Amanda blushed slightly as she recalled the dreadful humiliation of having her gorgeous behind seated on that giant cactus - twice - then being taken back through the streets on the trolley, face-down, ass high in the air. Then being tricked into sitting on the sabotaged cushion she herself had prepared for Glamour Girl.

Of course, as CEO, she could have ordered a lovely soft cushion to sit on during the board meeting, but that would have required lengthy explanation and might have aroused suspicion. So here she was, enduring the torture of having to press her lovely twin orbs down on this hard seat.

How she longed to get some revenge on Glamour Girl. Of course, it wasn't just that no-talent little exhibitionist she was seething about. She was sure that PussyWhip was involved in their double humiliation somewhere down the line, since that b*tch's ambition seemed to be to degrade superheroines wherever she found them. And then, of course. there was Amanda's bratty little sister, Stephanie, who had publicly flirted with her fiancé. Indeed, hearing about the dreadful indignities heaped on the little brat the night before was the only good news she'd had for days.

As she continued to wince with each movement of her beautiful derriere, she contemplated these matters. Then her chief accountant looked astonished as he saw a broad smile cross the CEO's lovely lips. What was so amusing about straight-line depreciation, he wondered?

But Amanda's smile was due to something else entirely. She had suddenly put all the different pieces together into a plan that would get her some revenge against PussyWhip, Glamour Girl, and her obnoxious little sister. This was going to be very enjoyable indeed.

((As the text implies, there's a lot more to come...I will post as my schedule allows. Thanks again to SHAW for the great stories!!! Any errors or changes are mine--images are a lot of work, and I have to do them to my ability and my taste.))
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Absolutely loving this so far- huge fan of both your work and Shaw's stories, and I'm excited to see how you illustrate what's to come.
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