Frankie Ch. 8

Valerie

Part Eight


It was now Sunday and we were all assembled to hear the new scenario. The boss read from his notes and we all listened intently. This time I want Fran to enter the stage alone and afraid walking in the semi dark. I want the three of you to each stand by one of the poles just waiting for someone to come along that you could rob. Mike take pole one, Russ pole two and Albert pole three. Fran you are to pass by the first pole and then nervously look back at Mike standing by the pole to make sure he isn’t following you. As you turn toward him, Russ moves toward you. When you look back forward again you see Russ coming and freeze. Mike then moves up behind you and grabs your arms and puts them behind your back. You kick and scream and fight to get free. Russ says “What have we got here? Does little red riding hood have a warm pussy for us to eat?” Russ lifts her skirt to expose Fran’s underwear. “You’re a real wild cat aren’t you? We’ll just have to tame the little kitten. Does the sweet pussy have little tits to offer us as well?” Russ says as he begins slipping off Fran’s cape and unbuttoning her blouse. Russ takes out a four inch hunting knife and holds it under Fran’s chin and tells her “Now don’t be foolish. We’re just going to play a little and then you can go. If you struggle or yell out I will stick this in you and there will be no tomorrow for you.” Holding the knife under her chin with his left hand, he reaches down with his right hand and unfastens her skirt letting it fall to the ground around her ankles. Mike then starts removing her blouse leaving her standing against the pole in her bra and panties. Fran realizes that she is about to be raped and begins whimpering and shaking. Albert sneaks up on the three of them and pulls out a revolver and tells Russ to drop the knife. Mike lets go and runs off stage. Fran swings her purse at Russ and knocks him to the ground. Albert tells her to stop and just let him go. Fran says no and that she wants him to pay for what he did. Fran tells Russ to take off all his clothes and put them in a pile in front of her. Albert just stands there and watches. “You heard the lady. Take off your clothes.” Russ slowly strips and stands there naked. Fran then suddenly swings her right foot right into his crotch and Russ falls to the ground writhing in pain showing all of his family jewels to the audience. . “I can’t thank you enough for rescuing me from those terrible men.” Albert smiles a wicked smile and tells Fran that she can thank him properly. “Let me see what those terrible men were after. Take your clothes off.” Albert says pointing the gun at Fran.  Fran unclips her bra and lets it fall to the ground. “Shit. You’ve got no tits!” Albert exclaims. Fran squats down and reaches for her purse. Fran then lowers her panties allowing her dick to flop out. “Mother fucker you’re a guy. Holly shit! Fran then raises her right hand with the pepper spray and sprays Albert right in the face. Albert backs up and drops the gun in order to rub his eyes. Fran then picks up the gun and tells Albert that it is now his turn to strip. Albert takes off his clothes and she adds them to Russ’s pile. Fran gathers up the pile of clothes as well as her own and scurries off stage leaving Russ and Albert naked under the spot light until it goes dark. “Okay let’s run it and see how it plays.” The boss instructed. We went through it twice and made a few changes to keep the scene moving.
Later that week after the first performance the boss pulled me aside and said he wanted to prolong the ending a little. He explained what he wanted and told me that Albert is not aware of this change because I want him to be as shocked as the audience. The next performance began as planned with Russ and Mike attacking me and Albert rescuing me. “I can’t thank you enough for rescuing me from those terrible men.” Albert smiles a wicked smile and tells Fran that she can thank him properly. “Let me see what those terrible men were after. Take your clothes off.” Albert says pointing the gun at Fran.

I slip my left thumb under the waistband of my panties in the front and my whole right hand into the back of my panties. I grab my cock and balls and pull them back in between my thighs so nothing is showing in the front and then lower my panties until they drop to the floor. There is only a little tuff of pubic hair showing. Albert takes off his trousers and boxers and moves in. I reach out and begin fondling his limp penis and of course with disbelief on his face he starts to swell. Albert does not know what to do because this was not in the script. He stands there while I bring him to full erection. I tell him that I want to please him and need him to get as hard as he can so that it feels good to me too. Much to the audiences enjoyment he is now standing there with a raging hard on protruding out into the breeze in front of me.

I unclip my bra and let it fall to the ground. “Shit. You’ve got no tits!” Albert exclaims. Fran squats down and reaches for her purse. I take one step back from him and slowly open my thighs to allow my dick to flop out. “Mother fucker you’re a guy. Holly shit! I raise my right hand with the pepper spray and spray Albert right in the face. Albert backs up and drops the gun in order to rub his eyes. I then pick up the gun and tells Albert that it is now his turn to strip. Albert then takes off the rest of his clothes and she adds them to Russ’s pile. I gather up the pile of clothes as well as my own and scurry off stage leaving Russ and Albert naked under the spot light until it goes dark.

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