Ste Letto
03-16-2003, 1:04 PM
Hope you like part 2, let me know what you think!
After 20 minutes, Danny found himself back on stage, on his back. To his right,he could see Carlo, who now looked a little unkempt, and a little pained. Danny himself was feeling the after effects of the girl, Tawny, dancing on him. He began to wonder whether this setup was so great after all. The idea of a 6 month tour sounded somewhat daunting too. With all these thoughts, he didn't register that another 10 minutes had passed.
What grabbed his attention, was the reverberation of the stage as 21 girls came back for the second part of their rehearsal. He shuddered in anticipation of more pain under Tawny's hard, flat soled, dance shoes. He turned his head to watch her approach; even though he feared the pain to come, he still found the sight of her arousing. What he saw filled him with dread.
Christina was in the lead, with the other girls following. Some girls had stopped toward the rear of the stage, because that was where there dance partners where, but several were still coming, Tawny included. Christina had changed into full show costume. She wore a lacy white bra top, which showed plenty of cleavage. Her chiseled abs were bare. She had a tiny, checked, micro-mini skirt on, that barely covered her ass and crotch. Her panties were bright red. Her toned thighs were bare, but she wore shiny, black leather, zip up, calf length, stilleto heeled boots with winkle picker toes. The 3 inch spikes on her boots were needle thin, capped with shiny steel ends.
Tawny, and the rest of the girls wore black bras, red miniskirts, white panties and red boots. Danny was shocked to see Tawny's heels were as high and as sharp as Christina's. Christina and the girls still following her, walked on the men lying flat on the stage. As Danny watched, awestruck, Christina stepped on a guys wrist, crushing it beneath her booted toe, before stepping, heel first on his muscular chest, where it dug in. Danny saw the guy's face screw up in pain. As he watched, Christina's toe slammed down, before she raised herself, and brought her other heel over and down to spear the poor guys nipple. Again, Danny saw the man screw his eyes shut and grimace in pain. Then Christina spiked the guys other hand, before carrying on her way.
Before the poor guy could recover, Tawny stepped on him just the same way, casually treading on his wrist, chest and other wrist. Danny's heart started to race. Christina was coming his way. He felt like running, but something stopped him. He would be a laughing stock if he ran now; and, he wanted her to step on him, wanted her to hurt him under her pretty little feet in their cruel and sexy boots. He wanted to look up and see he foot coming, see a glimpse of panties, and her blithe expression as she trampled him.
"Oh my God!" he said in his mind as Christina stepped off the guy immediately to his left, a guy who now had tears in his eyes. One step, two, and then there she was, towering above him. "She is my Goddess" he thought, overwrought with passion. She wasn't even watching where she was going. Her right boot heel landed on his index finger, causing sharp, shearing pain. The pain became like a white hot flame in less than a milisecond. "Dear God," he thought, suddenly consumed with agony. Christina let her weight come forward, wobbling a little on the bone beneath her heel. Then her left foot came over and down. Danny looked up through wet eyes, to see the pop beauty stepping on his chest. Her calves and thighs were so perfect he momentarily forgot his pain. Her heel cut into his chest, just below his nipple, slicing the skin and drawing blood. He nearly screamed. Somehow he managed to neither scream nor flinch. Christina's booted toe slammed down, making his chest rattle. His eyes bulged in their sockets. She lifted her weight on that foot, then her right came down. She skidded slightly, cutting a deep gash in his chest. Danny went rigid with pain. Christina steadied herself, then carried on over. When her left toe crushed his fingers he didn't even feel it.
Danny felt pain washing over him. He felt faint, and terrified. He looked to see Tawny coming. The big girl looked gorgeous, big and sexy. Then he realised how much damage she might do and he felt afraid.
Suddenly music blared out over the speakers. "Okay girls," shouted Christina, "let's get dirty!" All the girls laughed. As all the girls watched her on a big screen, following her movements and copying them, Christina walked around Carlo, ending up upstage of his body. Moving in time with the rhythm, she stepped up on his belly, and squatted down sharply. Her boot heels slid apart, lightly grazing the skin of his belly. She stood, pushing down more with her toes, making Carlo feel nauseous. She suddenly did a high kick with her right foot, putting all her weight on her left. Her thigh flexed and her knee bent, making her heel scythe into Carlo's defenceless skin. Carlo was rigid with pain, which made Christina feel all the steadier. Consequently she began to work the dance harder. She bounced from foot to foot, punching an invisible opponent. Her punches coincided with stamps of her feet on carlo's belly. That belly was red and sore, getting cut and grazed and slowly flattening under her onslaught.
She jumped in the air, coming down on her knees on carlo's ribs and stomach. She rolled off him, her thighs abusing his face as she did, then she walked round him again, before stepping on his legs. One heel punished his shin, the other his thigh. She put her feet side by side on Carlo's crotch and swayed side to side, before stamping booth feet down hard, in perfect time. She stepped on his belly again, squatted, and whipped her knees apart, making a handjob gesture. Then she stepped off, and put one foot on carlo's belly as the music ended.
As the other girls finished dancing they let out whoops of joy. They could see the pained expressions on their dance partner's faces, and felt great for doing that to a man. Danny groaned softly, and Tawny looked down at him and frowned. She looked troubled to see the damage inflicted. Tawny stepped over Danny's prone body and approached Christina. Barely conscious, Danny listened in.
Shaking her wet hair from her face Christina asked her "Hey Tawny, whassup?" . Tawny smiled thinly, "It's the guys," she began, "they're cutting up pretty bad!" Christina smiled back, "Yeah, they always do at first, but listen, don't sweat it, they'll toughen up." She laughed, and Tawny laughed. "Anyways," Christina continued, "nobody's put a gun to their heads, anyone who wants to leave can." Tawny thought about this a moment then said, "Yeah, I guess." Christina smiled, "If you find yourself slipping just dig in a little harder, that'll toughen em up quicker anyway!" Tawny walked back to where Danny lay and looked down, "Rather you than me", she said grinning.
Danny could hardly groan, before Dirty came on again. "Let's go girls," shouted Christina, "we can nail this one in a few more trys". 21 girls stepped onto 21 men and the whole thing started again.
After 20 minutes, Danny found himself back on stage, on his back. To his right,he could see Carlo, who now looked a little unkempt, and a little pained. Danny himself was feeling the after effects of the girl, Tawny, dancing on him. He began to wonder whether this setup was so great after all. The idea of a 6 month tour sounded somewhat daunting too. With all these thoughts, he didn't register that another 10 minutes had passed.
What grabbed his attention, was the reverberation of the stage as 21 girls came back for the second part of their rehearsal. He shuddered in anticipation of more pain under Tawny's hard, flat soled, dance shoes. He turned his head to watch her approach; even though he feared the pain to come, he still found the sight of her arousing. What he saw filled him with dread.
Christina was in the lead, with the other girls following. Some girls had stopped toward the rear of the stage, because that was where there dance partners where, but several were still coming, Tawny included. Christina had changed into full show costume. She wore a lacy white bra top, which showed plenty of cleavage. Her chiseled abs were bare. She had a tiny, checked, micro-mini skirt on, that barely covered her ass and crotch. Her panties were bright red. Her toned thighs were bare, but she wore shiny, black leather, zip up, calf length, stilleto heeled boots with winkle picker toes. The 3 inch spikes on her boots were needle thin, capped with shiny steel ends.
Tawny, and the rest of the girls wore black bras, red miniskirts, white panties and red boots. Danny was shocked to see Tawny's heels were as high and as sharp as Christina's. Christina and the girls still following her, walked on the men lying flat on the stage. As Danny watched, awestruck, Christina stepped on a guys wrist, crushing it beneath her booted toe, before stepping, heel first on his muscular chest, where it dug in. Danny saw the guy's face screw up in pain. As he watched, Christina's toe slammed down, before she raised herself, and brought her other heel over and down to spear the poor guys nipple. Again, Danny saw the man screw his eyes shut and grimace in pain. Then Christina spiked the guys other hand, before carrying on her way.
Before the poor guy could recover, Tawny stepped on him just the same way, casually treading on his wrist, chest and other wrist. Danny's heart started to race. Christina was coming his way. He felt like running, but something stopped him. He would be a laughing stock if he ran now; and, he wanted her to step on him, wanted her to hurt him under her pretty little feet in their cruel and sexy boots. He wanted to look up and see he foot coming, see a glimpse of panties, and her blithe expression as she trampled him.
"Oh my God!" he said in his mind as Christina stepped off the guy immediately to his left, a guy who now had tears in his eyes. One step, two, and then there she was, towering above him. "She is my Goddess" he thought, overwrought with passion. She wasn't even watching where she was going. Her right boot heel landed on his index finger, causing sharp, shearing pain. The pain became like a white hot flame in less than a milisecond. "Dear God," he thought, suddenly consumed with agony. Christina let her weight come forward, wobbling a little on the bone beneath her heel. Then her left foot came over and down. Danny looked up through wet eyes, to see the pop beauty stepping on his chest. Her calves and thighs were so perfect he momentarily forgot his pain. Her heel cut into his chest, just below his nipple, slicing the skin and drawing blood. He nearly screamed. Somehow he managed to neither scream nor flinch. Christina's booted toe slammed down, making his chest rattle. His eyes bulged in their sockets. She lifted her weight on that foot, then her right came down. She skidded slightly, cutting a deep gash in his chest. Danny went rigid with pain. Christina steadied herself, then carried on over. When her left toe crushed his fingers he didn't even feel it.
Danny felt pain washing over him. He felt faint, and terrified. He looked to see Tawny coming. The big girl looked gorgeous, big and sexy. Then he realised how much damage she might do and he felt afraid.
Suddenly music blared out over the speakers. "Okay girls," shouted Christina, "let's get dirty!" All the girls laughed. As all the girls watched her on a big screen, following her movements and copying them, Christina walked around Carlo, ending up upstage of his body. Moving in time with the rhythm, she stepped up on his belly, and squatted down sharply. Her boot heels slid apart, lightly grazing the skin of his belly. She stood, pushing down more with her toes, making Carlo feel nauseous. She suddenly did a high kick with her right foot, putting all her weight on her left. Her thigh flexed and her knee bent, making her heel scythe into Carlo's defenceless skin. Carlo was rigid with pain, which made Christina feel all the steadier. Consequently she began to work the dance harder. She bounced from foot to foot, punching an invisible opponent. Her punches coincided with stamps of her feet on carlo's belly. That belly was red and sore, getting cut and grazed and slowly flattening under her onslaught.
She jumped in the air, coming down on her knees on carlo's ribs and stomach. She rolled off him, her thighs abusing his face as she did, then she walked round him again, before stepping on his legs. One heel punished his shin, the other his thigh. She put her feet side by side on Carlo's crotch and swayed side to side, before stamping booth feet down hard, in perfect time. She stepped on his belly again, squatted, and whipped her knees apart, making a handjob gesture. Then she stepped off, and put one foot on carlo's belly as the music ended.
As the other girls finished dancing they let out whoops of joy. They could see the pained expressions on their dance partner's faces, and felt great for doing that to a man. Danny groaned softly, and Tawny looked down at him and frowned. She looked troubled to see the damage inflicted. Tawny stepped over Danny's prone body and approached Christina. Barely conscious, Danny listened in.
Shaking her wet hair from her face Christina asked her "Hey Tawny, whassup?" . Tawny smiled thinly, "It's the guys," she began, "they're cutting up pretty bad!" Christina smiled back, "Yeah, they always do at first, but listen, don't sweat it, they'll toughen up." She laughed, and Tawny laughed. "Anyways," Christina continued, "nobody's put a gun to their heads, anyone who wants to leave can." Tawny thought about this a moment then said, "Yeah, I guess." Christina smiled, "If you find yourself slipping just dig in a little harder, that'll toughen em up quicker anyway!" Tawny walked back to where Danny lay and looked down, "Rather you than me", she said grinning.
Danny could hardly groan, before Dirty came on again. "Let's go girls," shouted Christina, "we can nail this one in a few more trys". 21 girls stepped onto 21 men and the whole thing started again.