Azalea stole a pair of ancient artifacts to use as exotic pasties for her job as a stripper. Unfortunately, as she soon found out, the pasties were cursed, and she now she can’t remove them. Plus, ever since she put them on, some strange and humiliating things have been happening to Azalea. She’s been uncontrollably horny, creeps have been drawn to her like a magnet, she has been forced into several humiliating situations in public, and the worst incident to date has just occurred!
Azalea was warming up in the practice room before a busy night at the strip club. She kicked her right leg up high and braced it against the pole high above her head to show off her flexibility. However, when she tried to come back down, she found, to her horror, that her bare pussy lips were somehow stuck to the pole! She tried to pull them free, but they wouldn’t come off. Azalea knew that this was the curse acting up again.
She was in a very awkward position now. It was hard to bring her right leg fully back to the floor without painfully stretching her lips. She clutched the pole with a white-knuckled grip, knowing that letting go could mean disaster! She kept struggling, pulling as hard as she dared, pulling to the limits of her pain tolerance, and stretching her poor pussy lips like elastic. She was completely, hopelessly stuck! All she could do now was hope to be rescued before her arms finally gave out.
Thankfully, Dakota (her best friend) was the first one to find her. Azalea did her best to explain this unbelievable situation. Somehow, Dakota seemed to believe her. “Here, let me see,” Dakota said as she knelt down to have a closer look. She played with Azalea's lips for a few minutes, seeing if she could peel them free... but she had no luck whatsoever.
“Fuck, you’re on there good! Do you have any other ideas?”
“This might be awkward, but sometimes… having an orgasm seems to calm the curse down for a while.”
“I… see. What do you need me to do?”
The same thought entered both their heads at once: it was a damn lucky thing that this hadn’t happened out on the stage!
Tags: bondage, bdsm, peril, magic
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Story by Hank the Bobcat |
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Artwork by Emanuele Parascandolo |
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