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Role play Live : Group : The Death Club

Boobs Inga….Boobs!

Pump it!

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Players:

CharlotteCarrendar as Inga, Sven, Dai and Reid
GoldenDanae as Dani

-A packed press conference was held at the Prague Hilton, as Inga sat behind a long table, accompanied, by Sven, her agent, and Dai, who was now representing Sanrio and of course, Inga’s Hello Kitty endorsement interests. The day’s newspaper had shown a full retraction of Hermon’s article, saying that Kraus Zimmerman was to blame for the bombing and the deaths of the eight people that were patrons of the club, when it was hit. Inga was dressed elegantly, in a chic Christian Dior suit, with a pill box hat, and fine spider lace, that covered part of her face. She held herself in good stead, and answered the press questions, according to her own eye witness account of what took place that fateful eve. Inga’s voice was hushed, and she had to lean to the microphone, when answering. One reporter rose and asked if the big Hello kitty wedding was still to go ahead, to which Inga became silent. Sven then smiled brightly, and advised the press gallery, that Inga was scheduled for another business meeting and concluded the interviews. A few of the journalists clapped politely, as Inga rose from her chair, the ~click click click~ of many cameras, and the light flashes illuminated her as she exited the podium and headed towards the exit, with her agents at her side. Once she was out in the foyer, she let out a huge sigh, and gripped her diamond encrusted Hello kitty clutch tight to her side. Sven caught sight of her reaction to leaving the press conference, and patted her arm, to reassure her. “You did wonderful. See? They love Inga. And now we know the truth, that Spider toad…err Hermon, was another leach. Now…we have another meeting.”- He took out his cell phone, to contact Dani, about her proposal. Dai reached into his jacket pocket and took out a packet of cigarettes, offering one to Inga, which she refused, by shaking her head. People passing the trio were either smiling, or whispering, which was now something Inga would have to get used too. <3>

GoldenDanae: Getting up this early should be illegal, the droopy college student when her door bell rang before the coffee was done brewing. Rolling out of bed in her open studio apartment and swung open the door in her short shorts and sports bra to glare at the mail man only to snatch the package from him and open it to find prototypes for the first ever hello kitty penis pump and cyber skin 8 inch dong with raised characters of Hello Kitty and her gang. It was pink and flowery and the most disgusting thing she’d ever seen. Tossing it all back into the box she picked up her phone to text the seemingly…German or Czech…looking agent of the bovine beauty mogul Inga Snoggleblom when her phone started ringing and she jumped with a child like squeal and kicking the box of various pink, floral and kitty motif masturbation tools onto the floor and the phone into the air bobbling it between her hands for a few seconds before smacking herself in the forehead with it and incidentally hitting accept. Lo and behold! It was the agent. Setting up a time for a meeting that ment Dani would have to shell out for a cab to stay warm in the snow drifts that went up to her calves. Jotting down an address and jumped into the shower making herself presentable for a business meeting that could get her out of part time dildo model and production assistant at the local cyber skin slinging factory. She wrapped the various novelties in swatches of silk to do the dramatic showing that the company likes and tosses them into a leather briefcase and ran out the door after filling a travel mug of coffee and a cold bagel to flag down a cab. The building looked normal enough as she got out of the taxi and leaned in the door to pay the diver skimping on a tip because of his unabashed glances at her scooped neckline. She dressed professional, well as professional as someone could selling what she was trying to sell in a 20′s era pin up themed second skin dress with leopard detailing and matching pumps. Her espresso hugged hair was knotted at the back of her head in a messy, almost naughty librarian style with French tipped acrylic nails that she used to push the buzzer and waited bouncing on her feet to keep blood flow until she was allowed inside.

CharlotteCarrendar;- The reason the meetings were to take place in the luxury of the plush Hilton, was as much for Inga’s privacy, as it was to kill many birds with one stone. Sven’s call to Dani, was just the first call, as he had another call to make, and this was to set up a meeting with the famous Reid Prebenda, to do a photo shoot session, to promote the new line of sex gadgets that Dani had shown him. Sven went all giggly, as he got onto Reid’s manager, and that he could expect Reid to show up in the next five minutes. Known to be an absolute stunner, Sven had a feeling that this may get Inga out of her dark depression. He really needed his Kitty Girl porn starlet, to look a little bit brighter…Cheery. Dai, who was enjoying a cigarette, spotted a very glamorous looking Dani coming into the Foyer, and he quickly stubbed out the butt, before hurrying over to her. “Hello…please, come this way, you meet Inga….and special surprise. Come come…Hai”- The eager young Japanese lad offered his arm to escort her, while he could see Sven practically jumping up and down, after getting off the phone. He squeals loudly. “HE…is coming!….This is our lucky day.” Course, Inga had no idea whatsoever, looking around from under her spider webbing net. “I thoughtz we meeting a woman. What you onz?” Sven bit his lip, afraid he would blurt out the surprise. On spotting Dani with Dai, he practically danced across the floor to shake her hand, then air kiss her cheeks. “Right on time…gosh you look stunning. Near put our Inga to shame. Heh..Please, to the lounge, and you can show Inga your wares.” <3>

GoldenDanae: She was almost knocked over with the stereotypical Japanese man who did the most hurried little shuffle to her with the squeaky over accented tone and broken engrish. It was early in the day and going back to her upbringing in a mixed nationality home she set her brief case down placing the flat of her palms on her thighs and gave a bow that could have been done a million times on the business fronts of Japan. “Ohayou, Dai-Sama.”(translation is good morning Mr Dai…basically), she said with a sweet and innocent inflection that suited the half Japanese Army brat that was Dani. She didn’t stay in that pose for long and quickly picked up her case and use her well toned legs to keep pace with the quick stepping escort. She got into the room as if on cue with these media folk and inclined her head joining in the custom of fake kisses and forced closeness that this society seemed to enjoy. Her Japanese blood dropped from her image except for the slanted shape of her forest green eyes and she smiled. “I hope I am not late that darn driver was going for the record on boob watching.”, she gave a little snort and walked past the men to the woman holding out her hand and smiling. “You must be Inga. It is a pleasure to meet you and finally meet the woman who placed such an order.”, she said as she dropped Inga’s hand and started to open her case setting the wrapped items before her in an order. “First we have the Pump followed by various sizes and designs that your agent suggested.”, she wasted no time in getting to work seeing that there was something upsetting the woman. With a flourish of pink silk she started to unmask the various toys and erection aids. She ended with the posters Dani had hand designed using some stock images she found of Inga online and photo shopping the images of the pumps onto her in strategic places.

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CharlotteCarrendar:- Dai smirked at the young woman’s greeting, but of course, he viewed her simply as another agent trying to make a dollar out of the Snoggleblom marketing giant. Sven on the otherhand, took to Dani like a duck to water, and was beaming at Dani’s businesslike approach to Inga, who definitely needed to be treated with a certain amount of respect, in the face of everything she had faced this day so far. On reaching the lounge, Inga shook Dani’s outstretched hand, and then sat herself down in a comfortable leather chair, crossing her legs elegantly. She reached up and undid the hat pin, removing her pill box hat, and setting it on the small side table beside her. “You must be Inga. It is a pleasure to meet you and finally meet the woman who placed such an order.”, Dani said, getting right onto the job of bringing out the pink silk wrapped toys and dildos. Hello Kitty sex gadgets and gifts. Whoever would have thought of it? Well, certainly seemed to be be tailor made for Inga’s business interests, both her Hello Kitty promotions, along with her porn film work, which Sven had every intention of getting her back into. Sooner rather than later. “A pleasure..I amz zure.” Inga said with a half smile. It was obvious she was trying to keep up good appearances, but struggling with her own inner turmoil. Offered one of the Hello Kitty Dildos, she toyed with it, whilst inspecting some of the design layouts and photo shopped prints. Just as Inga was about to turn on the vibrator, there would be a sudden hush, fall over the entire lounge, as Reid Prebenda arrived, wearing a full on black fluffy fur coat, short short bike pants, runners, a gold chain around his neck, that nestled a large R on his hairless chest, and he was wearing a top hat, and wild sunglasses in chunky frames. “HELLO!? I…AM HERE!” He certainly was, and Inga’s eyebrows near shot up into her hair line. “Who the fuck is thatz?” Inga said, to a gob smacked pair of gay boys, her agents, who instantly both looked set to cream their strides. “REEEEEIIIDDD!” Inga grimaced, and then shot a sideways glance to Dani, and asked. “Is he yours?” Like he was some pet. Sven took Inga’s hand and said with a smirk. “He is going to be trying out the Hello Kitty Penis pump….you do the squeeze…and bring him to his knees.”- Reid struck a pose, and Inga wanted to curl up and die. <3>

GoldenDanae: Dani wanted to ask the woman what was wrong with her but it was not professional at all. She started to grab her book to make notes to send to the manufacturer when the room stilled and the loud man came in and called out his emergence from the womb of the world into the glittering sceptical of the room. Inga looked mortified and as Dani turned around to see the half naked and furred image of the man and hear Inga’s gasp of “Is he yours?”, and Dani busted out laughing. “Honey if he was mine…”, she turned and said loudly with a wink to the woman. With that being said Dani stood up and grabbed the pump wedging herself between Inga and the fabulously gushing Sven. “Ok this pump has a kitty gage but…the indicator is the second ear not the first and the release valve is Keropie’s junk region there.”, she spoke matter of factly and reached into her bra pulling out a condom quickly affixing it to the end of the pump after unrolling it. She walked Inga through reverse inflating the condom to simulate what it would do to the outrageous model’s unfluffed pecker. “Easy peasy Misses Squeezy”, she said playing off of the Agent’s joke. “Oh I almost forgot the manufacturer sent this for you!”, she opened her case again and handed Inga a wrapped package. Inside the package was a Hello Kitty naughty straps of cloth..or thread more like it…that they threw in as a gift to such a well know Porn Starr like Inga. “If that’s all I’ll be going…no reason for me to see this part!”, she giggled but a faint blush hit her lightly foundation coated cheeks. There were still some things that Dani wasn’t into and the potential for live porn was one of them. She left the toys out and detailed directions for each including sensitivity settings on the more interactive dongs but putting the squares of silk and her note book into her case again. “I’m sure you can send me an email with concerns or improvement ideas!”, she says holding her hand out for a shake from someone releasing her from this meeting.

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CharlotteCarrendar:- As soon as Reid spotted the voluptuous Inga, with the mammoth breasts, squeezed into the Christian Dior ensemble, his eyes, lit up like they were aflame. He made a luscious typical male model pout, and did a whole cat walk model runway type strut over to stand before her as she sat cross legged in the leather easy chair. Inga glanced up, as he swept back the black furry fuzz coat, to reveal the perfect abs, washboard bod, and that tight pair of short shorts, left absolutely nothing to the imagination. He ran his tongue along his front teeth, then did a hip thrust, reminiscent of the “I’m sexy and I know it” type tackle toss. “Liiiikkkee It?” He said, producing a tone, that was like he was dribbling honey. Inga leaned over to the right, so she could try and see past the furry bear coat that Reid was wearing and said. “I dink he needz dat pump…*she then used her two fingers to make a scale of how big his dick was*…teeny.” Well, she had seen a lot of dicks in her time, so this was something she was actually good at spotting. Sven snapped his fingers, and then snatched up the penis pump and placed his hand on Dani’s shoulder to urge her to sit back down. “We…want to test it. See if it is as good as the promotional diagrams say.” Reid, dropped his pants, and held his cock out, and smirked. “Blow me up, Ingy.” Reid chortled with a wink. Inga shrugged, and followed the instructions that Dani had given her, with Reid making soft moans, while Dai kicked back in his chair and tried to look professional, while rubbing his bulge. ~POP~ Inga got it in the tube, and then she had a rather evil expression come over her face. One…that was like she wanted to make this work, a little too well. ~SQUEAK SQUEAK SQUEAK…PUMP PUMP PUMP PUMP~ the sound was rapid, as the model started to squint and jerk violent.”Wait….help…this….OUCH…my dick!!….Help!” Inga started to chuckle wildly and kept pumping like a fiend. <3>

GoldenDanae: It took all of her strength not to ignore the urge to sit down that was the gentle pushing of her shoulders and sighed rubbing her forehead. “Remember that the release is…”, she trailed off and put her hand over her mouth when Inga started to over pump the model pole and Dani hid her face in a pillow. This was going to end badly but she had to do something. “Hey Inga!”, she shouted and tossed Inga a prostate stimulator. Hopefully it would distract her from making the man bust a vein. If it helped then Dani was going to walk over and hit the valve letting the man some relief. If for no other reason than to give the man room to run away from Inga before his prostate was invaded with the hello kitty themed vibrating tail on a ring. “It has the loop for easy holding and no chance of you having to go to the emergency room with a very awkward story!”, she said and picked up her brief case intending to inch to the door.

CharlotteCarrendar: – Inga seemed to lose herself for a moment, squeezing the hello kitty button, eager to hurt this poor young model, like she wanted to hurt all men, for what had occurred with her and Kraus. Maybe, she thought of Reid’s penis as belonging to Kraus, or Herman. Either way, she needed distracting and fast. Dani was up to task, knowing full well, this would turn into yet another scandal for the buxom Swedish starlet. “Hey Inga!” Dani shouted, and tossed her the prostate stimulator. Dai, thought this was going to become a full on show, and cheered, while Sven was caught up in his admiration for Dani’s marketing skills. “Love the accessories, Dani. This is going to be a deal for sure. Once Inga stops trying to hurt Reid. Ingy?…Ingy? Let the poor boy go.” Inga caught the prostate stimulator on the fly, and dropped the penis pump, which gave Reid the chance to fall back and try to prize the pump off his swollen dick. Inga looked up, at the vein riddled organ and declared. “What you knowz…itz vorkz, yah?” – This certainly made her feel a tiny bit better, as she watched Reid stagger off to the men’s room, to save himself from further embarrassment. Inga rose to standing, and reached for her hat, placing it back on, and bringing down the netting over her eyes. She snatched up her hello kitty purse, and then shook Dani’s hand. “We have a deal.” Course, she hadn’t wiped her hand from holding Reid’s dick, but, she didn’t seem to care about anything at the moment. Turning to Sven and Dai, she said “I’m going to go to see Dixie. I leave you boys to do the papers. Nice meetingz you, Dani.”- Inga finished, the meeting, and headed out to catch a taxi. <3>

GoldenDanae: “I’ll look for your production notes!”, she said through a gale of laughing. These people were flipping insane and Dani was going to drown today in a bottle of wine and netflix when she got back to her apartment. She got beat out the door by Inga who seemed to be in better spirits and Dani waited on the next elevator not sure she was able to be alone with that woman at all and shook her head repeatedly. “Today is one of those days…Why did I ever leave the sates?”, she questioned herself and jabbered on and on to herself before she realized there was someone in the elevator with her and she blinked rapidly flashing the man a bright smile then ducking out the door at the second floor. She had to walk down a flight of steps and almost fell on her ass when she got one step ahead of herself. Thank her Father’s side that she had “Dat American Ass” and bounced a step vowing to soak in her tub for at least an hour and now have two bottles of wine. She saw Inga outside waiting for a taxi and gave her a little wave before ducking into her own taxi and heading back to her modest flat and throwing her shoes into the closet sinking into the hot water and drinking right out of the bottle.



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