02_Needed
03-03-2007, 6:12 AM
I have been a facesitting enthousiast for as long as I can remember, ans I’ve seen all the greatest facesitters over time in action. My picture collection contains oldies such as Destiny, Miss Crystal and Eve Ellis up to the latest girls who sat on a face in front of a camera. This does take in a lot of disk space and effort to hide it from your friends. So I decided to clean up a part of my computer, and place some material on dvd.
As you might all know browsing through old material soon becomes a “wanking” session, so it takes a whole afternoon to do this. While browsing through my oldest collection, I found something special. It was from a small website, that I though was long gone because of it’s crappy material. When I checked the site was indeed gone. It was a famous person in the early stages of her carreer, a face I thought I recognized from the English pop group “Girls Aloud”.
“The girls from that group are all so young”, I though, “Am I currently in the possesion of underaged material?”. I’m an erotica-enthousiast but underaged content was something I thought to be very heavy. So I started checking the internet for information on this girl.
It turned out that she was Kimberly, born in november 1981, and the picture was from the 14th december 1999, so I was safe, she was 18. The group had their first song in 2002, so she might have been looking for a way to make a break through. This was really excisting for me, I had to meet her, she was so good looking and maybe into the same things as me! The chances would be small but if I could only get her to autograph this picture I would be in a good mood for years. “Let alone stand if she would confirm to love facesitting, or maybe if she would........naaah that can’t be, she wouldn’t”, I thought. But the small chance of huge satisfaction made it worth a shot.
The girls (from left to right)
http://upqt.com/uploads/4200610622346.jpg
Nicola, Sarah (blonde), Kimberly, Nadine and Cheryl
We continue to my review of today, I’m visiting the popgroup in Germany, hoping to catch a glimpse of my goddess, and maybe even mention to her that what she did was amazing. Off course being a poor student I could only afford a normal concert ticket, backstage tickets or afterparty tickets were way to expensive.
But the way less money inspires more creativeness it amazing, so I found out. By customly designing a t-shirt with “girls aloud dutch fan club representative” at the front, I got my way in the concert halls several hours before the concert started that night. A very nice lady was showing me around the main hall, and a bit backstage, but no locker rooms off course. I kept thanking her and clicking my camera to make sure she believed I was creating a photo rapport for the fans at home.
When she looked the other way in the stage area, I got what I wanted. From a cartboard box I snatched a “crew” t-shirt, a shirt worn by all employees backstage. In all the commotion tonight, this should be sufficient to get me backstage too.
I really enjoyed the concert that night, knowing that a few exciting minutes would come at the end. God the girls looked good! After they finished their last song, a really exciting crowd arized, everybody wanted to get as close to the stage as possible to shake a hand with one of the girls or to tell them they were great. Knowing that this was my chance, I took off my other t-shirt, revealing the “crew” shirt. Shouting “out of my way people!!” and “personell coming through!”, I got to the stage, and everybody was too busy to notice me. The girls had finished shaking hands and were moving towards the backstage tunnel. Soon everybody would calm down en they could notice me.
Knowing that I might not have too long I ran towards the hall where I saw the girls go to. There, in the distance, I saw Nicola, an other member, walking towards the dressing room. When I was 20 feet away I called her by her name, and she turned around. At that second somebody grabbed my shirt from the back, it was a huge bodyguard. “You should know that these shirts only allow you to be on stage, not near the locker rooms, I’m gonna let somebody check if you are really a crew member”. There was my shot, it was all for nothing, they would recognize me and send me away with a fine.
Knowing that this was my last shot I turned towards Nicola and lied to her. I told her I was from a huge fanclub, how I got in here, how I snatched the t-shirt, and how I got backstage. I told her how I wanted an exclusive interview, that it would only take a minute. She laughed really loud and said “that kind of enthousiasm cannot be thrown out of the building I think”. “We have a minute for you”, she added, and told the guard to let me go. What a nice girl.
That bring me to the present time, Nicola is escorting me towards the girls’ lockerroom. She opened the door to check if nobody was nude, and says: ”Please come in”. There they are: Sarah, Nadine, Cheryl, sweet sweet Nicola and off course.... Kimberly. I start telling the whole story again and it puts them in a very good mood. But I want some private time with Kimberly, I’m not going to mention facesitting to a room full of girls.
Sarah looks at me and says “I really like your enthousiasm, but you must understand that we have been on stage for several hours and we want some privacy, so please hurry up with your question”. “Yes there is a reason that locker rooms are not open for normal people”, Cheryl added . What a bitch, but she had a point, if all guys could get in here they would not have a minute of rest.
“Oke, I’ll start, my club wants to know whether you did any other activities in order to make it as a star, before Girls Aloud came on your way”, I supprizingly came up with in a short amount of time. A good look at Kimberly shows me that she is not a chatterbox or that she has something to hide. I get some uninteresting awnsers about modelling and hosting a small show from the rest, and pretent to write them down on a sheet of paper. I asked a few more questions about what kind of modelling or hosting, and what was fun about it, but I got nothing interesting from Kimberly. “I assume that concludes your interview”, Cheryl says. “I guess so”, I sadly mention. “Can any of you ladies escort me out?”.
“I’ll do it”, Kimberly says. That is a good sign, she wants me to leave even more than Cheryl and Sarah. She opens the door before us and closes it after me. She point to the left and tells me to walk straight trough. I thank her for her time and collect all my courage. “Kim, I really love you the most of all, especially your early work!”. She frowned and asked “What early work? Everything I did before Girls Aloud is nothing compared to what I do now”. “I don’t agree”, I said, and grabbed a piece of paper from my pants.
She unfolds the piece of paper, containing her facesitting shot and I see the panic in her eyes. “Why are you showing me this, do you want money?”. “Nonono, I’m just an enthousiast”, I tried to comfort her. “This cannot be, I paid the site to close down a few weeks after the shots were made”, she stressed. “I’m sorry but I own the picture”, I said. “We must talk about this”, she said, and guided me to another room. “I’ll get you a glas of water, please sit down”, she said and ran away. She is shaking so bad I feel guilty about it, and sit down, hoping to sort this out soon.
When she returned she wasn’t really calmed down. I took a sip from my water and told her not to panic, and that I just came here for an autograph. “You don’t realize that my career is over if this picture comes out, why did you bring it here?”, she said. “I don’t know why, but I can assure u that I ....”, I stumbled, “How did I want to finish that sentence, I can’t remember”, I thought, as my eyes slowly closed.
“Why don’t we just tell management”, I heard a girls voice shout as I woke up. I found out it was Nadine, totally in panic. “Yeah and if we change management because of an argument they’ll ruin us by publishing the picture”, Cheryl replied. As my body awoke more I found out I was tied to the couch in the girls locker room. I layed flat on may back and my wrists and ankles were tied to the inside of the couch. “It must be a bed/couch so there’s a meganism inside to tie there ropes to”, I thought. “He’s awake”, Sarah noticed. I noticed the girls had taken a shower and were all dressed in jeans and a shirt, their normal outfits.
Before I could reply Nicola jumped on my chest and slapped me in the face. “Look what you did, we’ve got a serious problem with you now”. “Please let me go”, I begged. “Impossible”, Sarah said, “We cannot trust you, we might have to kill you in order to retain our career”. “Yeah and a dead guy would not give us any trouble right??”, Kimberly shouted. A huge argument aroze and they were close to slapping each other. “I really really really won’t tell anyone, please don’t kill me”, I cried. “Goddamn, shut him up Nicola”, Cheryl screamed, her face was red and you could see her anger.
At that minute Nicola, who was sitting on my chest, made a quick move towards my face and sat right on it. Although I was scared to really get hurt, this was everything I dreamed of. “Not like that, please”, Kimberly said. “Look who’s fucking talking”, Nicola shouted. “Yes, she’s staying there untill we figure out what to do”, Nadine added and sat right on my chest. I turned my head over to see the argument, but with one ear in the couch and the other between Nicola’s cheeks, I could not hear a thing. I just saw them moving.
After a while Nicola stood up and walked towards Sarah to tell her something. Immediately Cheryl walked towards me and sat right down on my face, appearantly we were not done yet. “Just to break the tention”, I heard Nicola say, “It was kind of nice sitting on him”. “Yeah the photosession was good too”, I heard Kimberly say, “But people wouldn’t understand”.
Cheryl and Nadine stood up and all five of them stood before me, I could only look up to them. “We decided”, Sarah started, “That we cannot let you go, what you know now is too big”. “But we will not kill you”, Nadine added, “You will come with us on tour, hidden in this bed/couch that we bring everywere”. “This couch will not get out of our sight”, Sarah started again, “So you can expect it to be long, long, long flights to our other concerts”. “You will be sat on offcourse, to hide any suspicion”, Kimberly said, and that was so good to hear, “But it will not be all that much fun, we hope that at the end you have learned that facesitting is not always great, and that we mean business”. And with that last sentence she, Kimberly, my goddess, sat right down on my face. The other girls sat down too, Sarah on my chest, Nadine on my crotch, Nicola on my legs, and after some histitation Cheryl got on Nadine’s lap. I was squished into the couch so hard I immediately started to panic. My cries for help were laughed away.
“If you threathen to take away our life, we do the same to you”, said Kimberly. “Oh and just so you know it, we will find people to go to your appartment, break in and destroy your pc”, Cheryl said, “you will have no evidence and will be too terrified to see us ever again when this tour is over”.
What had I gotten myself into, the next stop was Istanbul....
Should I continue? Please comment
As you might all know browsing through old material soon becomes a “wanking” session, so it takes a whole afternoon to do this. While browsing through my oldest collection, I found something special. It was from a small website, that I though was long gone because of it’s crappy material. When I checked the site was indeed gone. It was a famous person in the early stages of her carreer, a face I thought I recognized from the English pop group “Girls Aloud”.
“The girls from that group are all so young”, I though, “Am I currently in the possesion of underaged material?”. I’m an erotica-enthousiast but underaged content was something I thought to be very heavy. So I started checking the internet for information on this girl.
It turned out that she was Kimberly, born in november 1981, and the picture was from the 14th december 1999, so I was safe, she was 18. The group had their first song in 2002, so she might have been looking for a way to make a break through. This was really excisting for me, I had to meet her, she was so good looking and maybe into the same things as me! The chances would be small but if I could only get her to autograph this picture I would be in a good mood for years. “Let alone stand if she would confirm to love facesitting, or maybe if she would........naaah that can’t be, she wouldn’t”, I thought. But the small chance of huge satisfaction made it worth a shot.
The girls (from left to right)
http://upqt.com/uploads/4200610622346.jpg
Nicola, Sarah (blonde), Kimberly, Nadine and Cheryl
We continue to my review of today, I’m visiting the popgroup in Germany, hoping to catch a glimpse of my goddess, and maybe even mention to her that what she did was amazing. Off course being a poor student I could only afford a normal concert ticket, backstage tickets or afterparty tickets were way to expensive.
But the way less money inspires more creativeness it amazing, so I found out. By customly designing a t-shirt with “girls aloud dutch fan club representative” at the front, I got my way in the concert halls several hours before the concert started that night. A very nice lady was showing me around the main hall, and a bit backstage, but no locker rooms off course. I kept thanking her and clicking my camera to make sure she believed I was creating a photo rapport for the fans at home.
When she looked the other way in the stage area, I got what I wanted. From a cartboard box I snatched a “crew” t-shirt, a shirt worn by all employees backstage. In all the commotion tonight, this should be sufficient to get me backstage too.
I really enjoyed the concert that night, knowing that a few exciting minutes would come at the end. God the girls looked good! After they finished their last song, a really exciting crowd arized, everybody wanted to get as close to the stage as possible to shake a hand with one of the girls or to tell them they were great. Knowing that this was my chance, I took off my other t-shirt, revealing the “crew” shirt. Shouting “out of my way people!!” and “personell coming through!”, I got to the stage, and everybody was too busy to notice me. The girls had finished shaking hands and were moving towards the backstage tunnel. Soon everybody would calm down en they could notice me.
Knowing that I might not have too long I ran towards the hall where I saw the girls go to. There, in the distance, I saw Nicola, an other member, walking towards the dressing room. When I was 20 feet away I called her by her name, and she turned around. At that second somebody grabbed my shirt from the back, it was a huge bodyguard. “You should know that these shirts only allow you to be on stage, not near the locker rooms, I’m gonna let somebody check if you are really a crew member”. There was my shot, it was all for nothing, they would recognize me and send me away with a fine.
Knowing that this was my last shot I turned towards Nicola and lied to her. I told her I was from a huge fanclub, how I got in here, how I snatched the t-shirt, and how I got backstage. I told her how I wanted an exclusive interview, that it would only take a minute. She laughed really loud and said “that kind of enthousiasm cannot be thrown out of the building I think”. “We have a minute for you”, she added, and told the guard to let me go. What a nice girl.
That bring me to the present time, Nicola is escorting me towards the girls’ lockerroom. She opened the door to check if nobody was nude, and says: ”Please come in”. There they are: Sarah, Nadine, Cheryl, sweet sweet Nicola and off course.... Kimberly. I start telling the whole story again and it puts them in a very good mood. But I want some private time with Kimberly, I’m not going to mention facesitting to a room full of girls.
Sarah looks at me and says “I really like your enthousiasm, but you must understand that we have been on stage for several hours and we want some privacy, so please hurry up with your question”. “Yes there is a reason that locker rooms are not open for normal people”, Cheryl added . What a bitch, but she had a point, if all guys could get in here they would not have a minute of rest.
“Oke, I’ll start, my club wants to know whether you did any other activities in order to make it as a star, before Girls Aloud came on your way”, I supprizingly came up with in a short amount of time. A good look at Kimberly shows me that she is not a chatterbox or that she has something to hide. I get some uninteresting awnsers about modelling and hosting a small show from the rest, and pretent to write them down on a sheet of paper. I asked a few more questions about what kind of modelling or hosting, and what was fun about it, but I got nothing interesting from Kimberly. “I assume that concludes your interview”, Cheryl says. “I guess so”, I sadly mention. “Can any of you ladies escort me out?”.
“I’ll do it”, Kimberly says. That is a good sign, she wants me to leave even more than Cheryl and Sarah. She opens the door before us and closes it after me. She point to the left and tells me to walk straight trough. I thank her for her time and collect all my courage. “Kim, I really love you the most of all, especially your early work!”. She frowned and asked “What early work? Everything I did before Girls Aloud is nothing compared to what I do now”. “I don’t agree”, I said, and grabbed a piece of paper from my pants.
She unfolds the piece of paper, containing her facesitting shot and I see the panic in her eyes. “Why are you showing me this, do you want money?”. “Nonono, I’m just an enthousiast”, I tried to comfort her. “This cannot be, I paid the site to close down a few weeks after the shots were made”, she stressed. “I’m sorry but I own the picture”, I said. “We must talk about this”, she said, and guided me to another room. “I’ll get you a glas of water, please sit down”, she said and ran away. She is shaking so bad I feel guilty about it, and sit down, hoping to sort this out soon.
When she returned she wasn’t really calmed down. I took a sip from my water and told her not to panic, and that I just came here for an autograph. “You don’t realize that my career is over if this picture comes out, why did you bring it here?”, she said. “I don’t know why, but I can assure u that I ....”, I stumbled, “How did I want to finish that sentence, I can’t remember”, I thought, as my eyes slowly closed.
“Why don’t we just tell management”, I heard a girls voice shout as I woke up. I found out it was Nadine, totally in panic. “Yeah and if we change management because of an argument they’ll ruin us by publishing the picture”, Cheryl replied. As my body awoke more I found out I was tied to the couch in the girls locker room. I layed flat on may back and my wrists and ankles were tied to the inside of the couch. “It must be a bed/couch so there’s a meganism inside to tie there ropes to”, I thought. “He’s awake”, Sarah noticed. I noticed the girls had taken a shower and were all dressed in jeans and a shirt, their normal outfits.
Before I could reply Nicola jumped on my chest and slapped me in the face. “Look what you did, we’ve got a serious problem with you now”. “Please let me go”, I begged. “Impossible”, Sarah said, “We cannot trust you, we might have to kill you in order to retain our career”. “Yeah and a dead guy would not give us any trouble right??”, Kimberly shouted. A huge argument aroze and they were close to slapping each other. “I really really really won’t tell anyone, please don’t kill me”, I cried. “Goddamn, shut him up Nicola”, Cheryl screamed, her face was red and you could see her anger.
At that minute Nicola, who was sitting on my chest, made a quick move towards my face and sat right on it. Although I was scared to really get hurt, this was everything I dreamed of. “Not like that, please”, Kimberly said. “Look who’s fucking talking”, Nicola shouted. “Yes, she’s staying there untill we figure out what to do”, Nadine added and sat right on my chest. I turned my head over to see the argument, but with one ear in the couch and the other between Nicola’s cheeks, I could not hear a thing. I just saw them moving.
After a while Nicola stood up and walked towards Sarah to tell her something. Immediately Cheryl walked towards me and sat right down on my face, appearantly we were not done yet. “Just to break the tention”, I heard Nicola say, “It was kind of nice sitting on him”. “Yeah the photosession was good too”, I heard Kimberly say, “But people wouldn’t understand”.
Cheryl and Nadine stood up and all five of them stood before me, I could only look up to them. “We decided”, Sarah started, “That we cannot let you go, what you know now is too big”. “But we will not kill you”, Nadine added, “You will come with us on tour, hidden in this bed/couch that we bring everywere”. “This couch will not get out of our sight”, Sarah started again, “So you can expect it to be long, long, long flights to our other concerts”. “You will be sat on offcourse, to hide any suspicion”, Kimberly said, and that was so good to hear, “But it will not be all that much fun, we hope that at the end you have learned that facesitting is not always great, and that we mean business”. And with that last sentence she, Kimberly, my goddess, sat right down on my face. The other girls sat down too, Sarah on my chest, Nadine on my crotch, Nicola on my legs, and after some histitation Cheryl got on Nadine’s lap. I was squished into the couch so hard I immediately started to panic. My cries for help were laughed away.
“If you threathen to take away our life, we do the same to you”, said Kimberly. “Oh and just so you know it, we will find people to go to your appartment, break in and destroy your pc”, Cheryl said, “you will have no evidence and will be too terrified to see us ever again when this tour is over”.
What had I gotten myself into, the next stop was Istanbul....
Should I continue? Please comment