Statement taken from an actual fictitious police blotter ...
Should I start now? Okay ... my name is Bambi Burbank; I'm a model and actress and I've been asked to give a statement regarding my recent abduction by the radical feminist group - Women Against Pornography. Well, it all started at a shoot I was on ... yes, it was adult material but tasteful ... anyway, I was leaving for the day and my way to the parking lot was blocked by these women picketing. Almost all of them were too fat or skinny and really ugly ... I could tell they were all just jealous of me! Anyway, I was not about to be intimidated!
When they confronted me outside the club, we started exchanging insults. I would have been better off not to have argued with them ...
"Get out of my way! How dare you try to tell me how to live! Get a life! Better yet, get a man ... oh, that's right, that probably wouldn't interest any of you, you bunch of losers!
"By the way, what do you think of my car, girls, hmmmm? A hot red Porsche - isn't it just me! You see, my line of work does have certain perks, you pathetic slobs."
Well, then they got very very angry and the next thing I knew they were all coming toward me in a very menacing fashion ...
"W-What are you doing? Don't come near me ... k-k-keep your distance ... don't you touch me ... keep away or I'll ... I'll ...I'll ..."
Well, at that point, they overpowered me and forced me into a van. They handcuffed my wrists behind my back and cuffed my ankles together. They spent a lot of time insulting me and my clothes, saying I dressed like a slut - which wasn't true! I mean, I was dressed sexy but nothing extreme! I was wearing a red halter top - it showed some cleavage - leather pants and red high heeled mules; actually, I'd lost one of my shoes in the struggle. Anyway, one of the bitches starts going on about how she likes the toe ring I was wearing and ....
"Err ... listen, ladies, I ... I realize I was out of line speaking to you that way in the parking lot and I, well, I'm ready to admit I made a mistake so ... if you would just let me go, we could forget about this whole thing, OK? Hmmm ... What's that? You ... you like my toe ring? Uhm ... well, yes, it is rather nice ... yes, it's sterling silver. D-Do I think it would fit you? Well, I ... I don't know but ... Hmmm, what's that? Do I mind if you try it on? Well, I ...I don't know if that's appropriate but ... oh, oh my goodness, y-you're picking up my foot and putting it in your lap and you're ... hee hee hee hee hee hee ... oh, I'm sorry but I'll have to ask you not to do that ... n-not to touch my feet. You see ... the thing is ... this is a little embarrassing but the thing is, well, they're rather sensitive. Huh, what do I mean by 'sensitive'? Well, it's just that ... it's just the silliest thing really but ... well, they're highly ticklish. My feet are very very ticklish so you can understand why I can't have you touching them, can't you? Now ... if you would just let me go, why, I'd be happy to just give you the toe ring ... as a gift ... and ... and you'd never see me around your town again, okay?"
Well, that's when they put the rag over my mouth and chloroformed me. The last thing I remember them saying before I went out was "We're gonna have a lot of laughs together, you slut!". When I came to I found myself locked into a contraption that resembled a big throne. My wrists were locked to the armrests and my legs were pulled back at the knee and held in place by straps - it caused my feet to just hang there in mid air and spread my legs apart. I was seated in the middle of this big empty room with a large curtain in front of me. And I'd been stripped naked ... but the funny thing was, I was still wearing my shoes! Even the missing one had been replaced! Needless to say, I had a very bad feeling about this! I started to meekly ask some questions when suddenly, the curtain started to draw back and I found myself staring out an audience full of smirking women! Can you imagine my humiliation? And the worst was yet to come!
" ... listen, I-I really don't know what you have planned for me but I really have to ... Oh, Oh my goodness! Th-The curtain ... it's drawing back! My goodness, th-there's a (gulp) a whole audience of women ... staring at me ... laughing at me ... and I'm on display for them ... completely naked! Oh, this is so humiliating ... what did I ever do to deserve this!"
"Oh ... oh, dear ... the feminists ... wh-what are you gonna do to me? What are you gonna ... goodness, m-m-my shoes! You're ... you're taking off my shoes? Oh, dear what are you gonna do to me? Goodness, my ... my feet ... my bare feet ... I'm ... I'm barefoot!"
One of them was hiding something behind her back; when she showed it to me ... I though I would die ...
"Oh ... oh no ... not that ... anything but that. It's a ... a ... a feather! Y-You've got a f-f-feather! Y-You wouldn't ... y-y-you can't ... you're not gonna (ulp) tickle my bare feet?!! P-Please ... you don't understand ...I'm ... I mean my feet ... oh dear heavens ... they're ... they're ticklish! The soles of my feet are highly highly ticklish!"
"Oh no please ... HEE HEE HEE HEE HEE ... d-don't do this to me ... HA HA HA HA HA ... oh, please ... HA HA HA HA HA ... oh, it tickles ... HEE HEE HEE HEE HEE ... n-no more ... HA HA HA HA HA ... not the feet ... HEE HEE HEE HEE HEE ... not the feet ... HEE HEE HEE HEE HEE ... please, not my bare feet ... AHA HA HA HA ... I can't stand it ... HEE HEE HEE HEE HEE HEE ... I can't s-s-stand it ... HOO HOO HOO HOO HOO HA HA HA HA HA ... I'm ticklish ... HA HA ... I'm ticklish ... HEE HEE ... I'm ticklish ... HA HA HA HA HA ... this is ... HA HA ... so humiliating ... HEE HEE HEE ... and th-the audience ... HEE HEE HEE HEE HEE ... they're ... they're cheering ... HA HA HA HA HA ... applauding ... HEE HEE HEE HEE HEE ... quit laughing at me, you bitches ... HEE HEE HEE HEE HEE ... this isn't funny ... HA HA HA HA HA ... I'm not laughing cause I think this is funny ... HEE HEE HEE HEE HEE ... I'm laughing because ... HEE HEE HEE ... you're tickling my feeeeeeeeeeeeet!!!"
"Oh ... oh thank you for stopping ... I-I just couldn't take it anymore; my poor poor feet are so ticklish! Listen, Ladies, I've ... I've learned my lesson ... really I have ... now, if you'll just let me go, I'll ... huh ... what's that? M-M-My other foot is what? Jealous? It wants some attention too? Oh no ... not again! You're going to tickle my feet again? Oh no ... p-p-please ... not again ... not the feet ... not my b-b-bare feet! Oh ... Oh goodness ... BWOOOO HOO HOO HA HA HA HAAAAAAAAAA ... AHA HA HA HA HA HA HA ... oh please ... HA HA HA ... n-no more ... HA HA HA ... not the feather ... HEE HEE HEE HEE HEE ... not with a feather ... HOO HOO HA HA HA HA HA ... I ... HA HA ... I just can't stand it ... HA HA HA HA HA ... I can't take it anymore ... not the feet ... HA HA HA HA ... not the feet ... HEE HEE HEE ... do anything you want to me ... HA HA ... anything ... HA HA ... just don't tickle my feet!"
"Oh ... oh thank you for stopping ... I-I thought I was going to lose my mind ... it's just that the soles of my feet are so very sensitive ... I can't stand having them tickled. Wh-what's that ... you're going to give me something a little different? Wh-whatever do you mean? Wh-why are you kneeling down and ... oh goodness ... y-you wouldn't ... now you're going to (ulp) tickle my pussy? Please ... I-I've had enough ... I'll never do topless again, I swear! Wh-what do you mean .. yes I will? Y-You're filming this? Oh dear, how embarrassing ... you're so cruel .. I ... I ... I don't deserve this!"
Well, at that point, one of the bitch's starts tickling my pussy with that damned feather. Needless to say, I didn't find anything erotic about being tormented like that in front of an audience of women who hated me ... but unfortunately for me, the bitch with the feather was very skillful and I found myself becoming aroused ... that is until two of the other sadistic bitches gleefully announced "We'll be your 'assistant ticklers!'" and started working on my poor poor ticklish soles again! There I was, sopping wet with desire yet I was giggling and cackling my fool head off. That bitch brought me to the edge over and over until I thought I'd go crazy with frustration! I begged them to let me cum .. but they just sneered and taunted me.
After that, I thought they were done with me. They started taunting me, asking me if I had learned my lesson or would I go back to what they called pornography. I assured them that I had most definitely learned my lesson but they just sneered and said "The problem is you're too damn gorgeous for your own good - given the chance, you'll go right back to doing your little videos - so we're going to make sure no one will hire you!" - then one of them produced a set of clippers and said "You see, Blondie, we're gonna give you a little haircut!". With that, she clicks the clippers on and starts mowing them from my scalp line to the back of my head, leaving a trail of stubble behind.
"Oh ... oh no ... y-y-you can't be serious ... you're ... SHAVING MY HEAD?!! You're ... you're shaving m-m-my head! No ... please ... my poor hair ... my gorgeous blond hair ... I-I don't deserve this! I don't deserve this!"
Well, within a couple of minutes, those bitches had reduced my gorgeous blonde mane into a headful of ugly stubble - and they still weren't done with me! Next thing I knew, they were massaging hot lather into my scalp and shaving the stubble off my head with a straight razor. When they were done, I was as bald as a cue ball! It was then I started crying. They used baby oil to polish my bald head until it was shiny, then the bitches started posing for pictures with me. When I couldn't "smile for the camera", they softly tickled my feet - forcing me to grin against my will! I mean, think about it! I'd been abducted, tortured, shaved completely bald and they're making me look like I though it was funny or something because I'm laughing!
Anyway, at this point, they cuffed my hands behind my back, blindfolded me and put me back in the van and drove off. After about an hour, the van slowed down. Suddenly, they whipped off my blindfold and shoved me out of the door.
Can you imagine my shock? It was a street festival - and there I am - handcuffed, nude and bald! After a moment of silence, the crowd erupted into laughter! There were people pointing at me, laughing ... it was terrible! I heard comments like "Look at her big tits and ass jiggle!" and "Look at that bimbo - she as bald as an egg! That's too funny!". People copping feels and the asphalt burning my bare feet! And they still weren't done with me!
As the feminists dragged me, the crowd parted and I saw my 'destination' - a stocks and pillory! Soon, my wrists and neck were locked in the pillory and ankles were secured in the stocks; I was completely helpless and on public display! Then they produced this big dildo with a series of straps attached to it. I thought they were going to rape me with it but instead one of them tells me "Open wide, slut ... I'm sure your can deep throat six inches" and they forced the dildo into my mouth and buckled it behind my hairless head - gagging me!
Then they put up a large sign -the cruel bitches made a point of allowing me to read it before displaying it! It read "FLAUNTING YOUR LOOKS AND REINFORCING SEXIST STEREOTYPES CAN LAND YOU IN A VERY TICKLISH SITUATION!!!". Before I could blink, one woman had positioned herself behind me, her hands kneading my poor tits like they were play dough. And two others are kneeling at the stocks, one takes hold of my big toe, tugs it gently and sings "Thiiiiiis little piggy went to the market ..." In no time I was giggling and snorting into the gag!
Luckily it created such a commotion that a police car turned up. The cops were able to get me out of the cuffs, gave me a blanket to wrap myself in and a ride home.
None of the bitches were ever found or arrested. Now I understand that you can but a tape of my whole ordeal on the Internet - with all proceeds going to their group! Oh, it makes me so angry just to think about it!
Anyway, that's what happened to me at the hands of those bitches! What's that? Do I feel any better talking about it, getting it off my chest? No ... no I don't! In fact, I still get nightmares about it! Believe me, no matter how much I laughed that day, the whole experience was no laughing matter!
Should I start now? Okay ... my name is Bambi Burbank; I'm a model and actress and I've been asked to give a statement regarding my recent abduction by the radical feminist group - Women Against Pornography. Well, it all started at a shoot I was on ... yes, it was adult material but tasteful ... anyway, I was leaving for the day and my way to the parking lot was blocked by these women picketing. Almost all of them were too fat or skinny and really ugly ... I could tell they were all just jealous of me! Anyway, I was not about to be intimidated!
When they confronted me outside the club, we started exchanging insults. I would have been better off not to have argued with them ...
"Get out of my way! How dare you try to tell me how to live! Get a life! Better yet, get a man ... oh, that's right, that probably wouldn't interest any of you, you bunch of losers!
"By the way, what do you think of my car, girls, hmmmm? A hot red Porsche - isn't it just me! You see, my line of work does have certain perks, you pathetic slobs."
Well, then they got very very angry and the next thing I knew they were all coming toward me in a very menacing fashion ...
"W-What are you doing? Don't come near me ... k-k-keep your distance ... don't you touch me ... keep away or I'll ... I'll ...I'll ..."
Well, at that point, they overpowered me and forced me into a van. They handcuffed my wrists behind my back and cuffed my ankles together. They spent a lot of time insulting me and my clothes, saying I dressed like a slut - which wasn't true! I mean, I was dressed sexy but nothing extreme! I was wearing a red halter top - it showed some cleavage - leather pants and red high heeled mules; actually, I'd lost one of my shoes in the struggle. Anyway, one of the bitches starts going on about how she likes the toe ring I was wearing and ....
"Err ... listen, ladies, I ... I realize I was out of line speaking to you that way in the parking lot and I, well, I'm ready to admit I made a mistake so ... if you would just let me go, we could forget about this whole thing, OK? Hmmm ... What's that? You ... you like my toe ring? Uhm ... well, yes, it is rather nice ... yes, it's sterling silver. D-Do I think it would fit you? Well, I ... I don't know but ... Hmmm, what's that? Do I mind if you try it on? Well, I ...I don't know if that's appropriate but ... oh, oh my goodness, y-you're picking up my foot and putting it in your lap and you're ... hee hee hee hee hee hee ... oh, I'm sorry but I'll have to ask you not to do that ... n-not to touch my feet. You see ... the thing is ... this is a little embarrassing but the thing is, well, they're rather sensitive. Huh, what do I mean by 'sensitive'? Well, it's just that ... it's just the silliest thing really but ... well, they're highly ticklish. My feet are very very ticklish so you can understand why I can't have you touching them, can't you? Now ... if you would just let me go, why, I'd be happy to just give you the toe ring ... as a gift ... and ... and you'd never see me around your town again, okay?"
Well, that's when they put the rag over my mouth and chloroformed me. The last thing I remember them saying before I went out was "We're gonna have a lot of laughs together, you slut!". When I came to I found myself locked into a contraption that resembled a big throne. My wrists were locked to the armrests and my legs were pulled back at the knee and held in place by straps - it caused my feet to just hang there in mid air and spread my legs apart. I was seated in the middle of this big empty room with a large curtain in front of me. And I'd been stripped naked ... but the funny thing was, I was still wearing my shoes! Even the missing one had been replaced! Needless to say, I had a very bad feeling about this! I started to meekly ask some questions when suddenly, the curtain started to draw back and I found myself staring out an audience full of smirking women! Can you imagine my humiliation? And the worst was yet to come!
" ... listen, I-I really don't know what you have planned for me but I really have to ... Oh, Oh my goodness! Th-The curtain ... it's drawing back! My goodness, th-there's a (gulp) a whole audience of women ... staring at me ... laughing at me ... and I'm on display for them ... completely naked! Oh, this is so humiliating ... what did I ever do to deserve this!"
"Oh ... oh, dear ... the feminists ... wh-what are you gonna do to me? What are you gonna ... goodness, m-m-my shoes! You're ... you're taking off my shoes? Oh, dear what are you gonna do to me? Goodness, my ... my feet ... my bare feet ... I'm ... I'm barefoot!"
One of them was hiding something behind her back; when she showed it to me ... I though I would die ...
"Oh ... oh no ... not that ... anything but that. It's a ... a ... a feather! Y-You've got a f-f-feather! Y-You wouldn't ... y-y-you can't ... you're not gonna (ulp) tickle my bare feet?!! P-Please ... you don't understand ...I'm ... I mean my feet ... oh dear heavens ... they're ... they're ticklish! The soles of my feet are highly highly ticklish!"
"Oh no please ... HEE HEE HEE HEE HEE ... d-don't do this to me ... HA HA HA HA HA ... oh, please ... HA HA HA HA HA ... oh, it tickles ... HEE HEE HEE HEE HEE ... n-no more ... HA HA HA HA HA ... not the feet ... HEE HEE HEE HEE HEE ... not the feet ... HEE HEE HEE HEE HEE ... please, not my bare feet ... AHA HA HA HA ... I can't stand it ... HEE HEE HEE HEE HEE HEE ... I can't s-s-stand it ... HOO HOO HOO HOO HOO HA HA HA HA HA ... I'm ticklish ... HA HA ... I'm ticklish ... HEE HEE ... I'm ticklish ... HA HA HA HA HA ... this is ... HA HA ... so humiliating ... HEE HEE HEE ... and th-the audience ... HEE HEE HEE HEE HEE ... they're ... they're cheering ... HA HA HA HA HA ... applauding ... HEE HEE HEE HEE HEE ... quit laughing at me, you bitches ... HEE HEE HEE HEE HEE ... this isn't funny ... HA HA HA HA HA ... I'm not laughing cause I think this is funny ... HEE HEE HEE HEE HEE ... I'm laughing because ... HEE HEE HEE ... you're tickling my feeeeeeeeeeeeet!!!"
"Oh ... oh thank you for stopping ... I-I just couldn't take it anymore; my poor poor feet are so ticklish! Listen, Ladies, I've ... I've learned my lesson ... really I have ... now, if you'll just let me go, I'll ... huh ... what's that? M-M-My other foot is what? Jealous? It wants some attention too? Oh no ... not again! You're going to tickle my feet again? Oh no ... p-p-please ... not again ... not the feet ... not my b-b-bare feet! Oh ... Oh goodness ... BWOOOO HOO HOO HA HA HA HAAAAAAAAAA ... AHA HA HA HA HA HA HA ... oh please ... HA HA HA ... n-no more ... HA HA HA ... not the feather ... HEE HEE HEE HEE HEE ... not with a feather ... HOO HOO HA HA HA HA HA ... I ... HA HA ... I just can't stand it ... HA HA HA HA HA ... I can't take it anymore ... not the feet ... HA HA HA HA ... not the feet ... HEE HEE HEE ... do anything you want to me ... HA HA ... anything ... HA HA ... just don't tickle my feet!"
"Oh ... oh thank you for stopping ... I-I thought I was going to lose my mind ... it's just that the soles of my feet are so very sensitive ... I can't stand having them tickled. Wh-what's that ... you're going to give me something a little different? Wh-whatever do you mean? Wh-why are you kneeling down and ... oh goodness ... y-you wouldn't ... now you're going to (ulp) tickle my pussy? Please ... I-I've had enough ... I'll never do topless again, I swear! Wh-what do you mean .. yes I will? Y-You're filming this? Oh dear, how embarrassing ... you're so cruel .. I ... I ... I don't deserve this!"
Well, at that point, one of the bitch's starts tickling my pussy with that damned feather. Needless to say, I didn't find anything erotic about being tormented like that in front of an audience of women who hated me ... but unfortunately for me, the bitch with the feather was very skillful and I found myself becoming aroused ... that is until two of the other sadistic bitches gleefully announced "We'll be your 'assistant ticklers!'" and started working on my poor poor ticklish soles again! There I was, sopping wet with desire yet I was giggling and cackling my fool head off. That bitch brought me to the edge over and over until I thought I'd go crazy with frustration! I begged them to let me cum .. but they just sneered and taunted me.
After that, I thought they were done with me. They started taunting me, asking me if I had learned my lesson or would I go back to what they called pornography. I assured them that I had most definitely learned my lesson but they just sneered and said "The problem is you're too damn gorgeous for your own good - given the chance, you'll go right back to doing your little videos - so we're going to make sure no one will hire you!" - then one of them produced a set of clippers and said "You see, Blondie, we're gonna give you a little haircut!". With that, she clicks the clippers on and starts mowing them from my scalp line to the back of my head, leaving a trail of stubble behind.
"Oh ... oh no ... y-y-you can't be serious ... you're ... SHAVING MY HEAD?!! You're ... you're shaving m-m-my head! No ... please ... my poor hair ... my gorgeous blond hair ... I-I don't deserve this! I don't deserve this!"
Well, within a couple of minutes, those bitches had reduced my gorgeous blonde mane into a headful of ugly stubble - and they still weren't done with me! Next thing I knew, they were massaging hot lather into my scalp and shaving the stubble off my head with a straight razor. When they were done, I was as bald as a cue ball! It was then I started crying. They used baby oil to polish my bald head until it was shiny, then the bitches started posing for pictures with me. When I couldn't "smile for the camera", they softly tickled my feet - forcing me to grin against my will! I mean, think about it! I'd been abducted, tortured, shaved completely bald and they're making me look like I though it was funny or something because I'm laughing!
Anyway, at this point, they cuffed my hands behind my back, blindfolded me and put me back in the van and drove off. After about an hour, the van slowed down. Suddenly, they whipped off my blindfold and shoved me out of the door.
Can you imagine my shock? It was a street festival - and there I am - handcuffed, nude and bald! After a moment of silence, the crowd erupted into laughter! There were people pointing at me, laughing ... it was terrible! I heard comments like "Look at her big tits and ass jiggle!" and "Look at that bimbo - she as bald as an egg! That's too funny!". People copping feels and the asphalt burning my bare feet! And they still weren't done with me!
As the feminists dragged me, the crowd parted and I saw my 'destination' - a stocks and pillory! Soon, my wrists and neck were locked in the pillory and ankles were secured in the stocks; I was completely helpless and on public display! Then they produced this big dildo with a series of straps attached to it. I thought they were going to rape me with it but instead one of them tells me "Open wide, slut ... I'm sure your can deep throat six inches" and they forced the dildo into my mouth and buckled it behind my hairless head - gagging me!
Then they put up a large sign -the cruel bitches made a point of allowing me to read it before displaying it! It read "FLAUNTING YOUR LOOKS AND REINFORCING SEXIST STEREOTYPES CAN LAND YOU IN A VERY TICKLISH SITUATION!!!". Before I could blink, one woman had positioned herself behind me, her hands kneading my poor tits like they were play dough. And two others are kneeling at the stocks, one takes hold of my big toe, tugs it gently and sings "Thiiiiiis little piggy went to the market ..." In no time I was giggling and snorting into the gag!
Luckily it created such a commotion that a police car turned up. The cops were able to get me out of the cuffs, gave me a blanket to wrap myself in and a ride home.
None of the bitches were ever found or arrested. Now I understand that you can but a tape of my whole ordeal on the Internet - with all proceeds going to their group! Oh, it makes me so angry just to think about it!
Anyway, that's what happened to me at the hands of those bitches! What's that? Do I feel any better talking about it, getting it off my chest? No ... no I don't! In fact, I still get nightmares about it! Believe me, no matter how much I laughed that day, the whole experience was no laughing matter!
