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The adventures of Shirley and friends! AUTHOR:Woody "You have to tell them there is a thunderstorm blowing this way and we
may have to shut down the show," said one of the stage managers to Shirley. "What a bunch of stoned fuckers," Shirley said as she walked down the back
steps of the stage. Vince and Butch and the rest all went to their separate
Hummers. She waited for security. Her personal bumper through the crowd
was a head taller and three times her body weight. His name was Brian
Messier, and was a graduate of the Ivan Koloff Wrestling school in Charlotte
North Carolina. He was working the Indies circuits hoping to break into the
WCW. This gig paid all right, plus gave him the chance to scope out major
babes at close range. Shirly followed his broad back to the waiting black
and tan Hummer; she was followed by a Kroll security guard in uniform, armed
with a baton and a can of pepper spray. The rumor that Carmen Electra was banging Fred Durnst of Limp Bizkit was
confirmed to Shirly by the fact of seeing her in the back of her Hummer.
Now Shirly wanted to find out if the rumor was true had she stucked a long
stemmed red rose up Dennis Rodman�s ass? "You think the rain will wash all the shit away?" B.G was too busy pulling off her rubber hot pants to answer. He had
already taken off her Doc Martens and Grey wool socks. He rolled her off
her unhooked sports bra and put that over by Brandy. She took the moment to
look at the mirrored ceiling in theHummsine, then to bite on the stick gag.
"Murnan gaggueff." B.G was discovering all sorts of interesting extras inside this Hummer.
Besides the mirrored ceiling there were two televisions, two VCRs, a
telephone, four bars and a 10-speaker-stero. And of course Brandy. Teena had used a brand of tape called Hard-Bind,
made by a fetish dealer in Denmark. It was designed for quick bondage
sessions, and went on and off easy, and could be reused. It didn�t stick
well enough for a gag, which is why Brandy was mumbling around the mouth
stuffing cuspid-grinding gag she wore. But the tape looked great. Brandy
had it around her crazy bones, digits, dogs, dukes, carpus, tummy, bosom,
bellybutton, and the rest of her trunk. She looked festive in the orange
and black tape. Teena was still out from B.G�s homemade potion. He had a home lab where
he made his own flunitrazepam, and the Fang delivery system he had injected
her with came straight from "The Poorman�s James Bond" volume three. He ran his hands over the unconscious giantess, and then started going
over the other interesting things he had found. Like this collection of
plastic cables, small ones like you use to connect computer cables so
they�re not such a mess behind your desk. He figured that when Teena awoke
she would not be pleased at what had happened, so thought it best he was
given time to explain. He rolled her on her back and arranged her arms and legs. He took a
small red cable and connected her big toes to each other. He took the roll
of Hard-Bind tape and then stuck her legs under his right arm and began
wrapping his muscular darling. He did three wraps at each stop, ankles, and
calves, below the knees, above the knees. Then above each wrapping he added
a plastic cable. He alternated red and black cable. He grunted as he bent
and began attaching fingers. He put her palms together, then connected her
thumbs, pinkies, middle fingers, ring fingers and index fingers until they
all made a happy family, then added tape until they were one big mitt. He taped her wrists, two spots on her forearms, and a big loop around her
torso, then added cable over all but the torso binding. He ran his fingers
through her black hair, then looked for a gag.
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