Wednesday, October 22, 2014

New Ink Pitt--Pretzel Play

New Ink Pitt--Misfortune of Doom pt. 3 of 6:  “Pretzel Play” 


"What is this...'Pretzel' ?!?"  Trodemus had asked.  Now, as Belinda lifted one large leg up over his head in an effort to put her foot on a circle drawn on the floor in front of him, he had no more questions!

"Sorry, Troddie."  Belinda frowned as her leg went over the back of Trodemus' head.  He was face down to her, with his hands and feet on different circles drawn below him.

"Ah Belinda...it is fine!  Wish I was face up to you right now though!  The fun we'd have!"  Belinda giggled as her plump inner thigh slid slowly across Trodemus' head.

Trodemus sighed.  According to the Book of Riches, 'Pretzel' was the only way to undo the fear of financial woe created by Belinda's 24-Hour Riches at the Doorstep ceremony.  Trodemus wished there was an easier way as he remembered the rules, which stated:

" 'Pretzel' is a game of agility.  It requires the drawing of several rows of circles on the floor where players place their hands and feet during the competition.  A 'referee' calls out random numbers that correspond to the circles.  Players position their hands and feet on different circles until they become tied up like a pretzel.  The first person to fall is the loser."

The Potbellied Ninja acted as the referee, but seemed to be more interested in a cupcake he was eating between call outs.  He got distracted while eating, causing Trodemus and Belinda to have to balance themselves longer.  Trodemus got upset and kept yelling at the Ninja to hurry it up.  The next number called required Trodemus to stretch one leg even further out from his cloak.  He groaned a bit.

"You okay, Troddie?"
"Y-yes Belinda.  It is just that...the Prophet of Doom is not known for his stretches."
Belinda smirked.  "No, but you do well at stretching...other things."  Belinda giggled.
"Yes," Trodemus smiled.  "I am very good at that!  Have to do more of that type of stretching later!"

The Ninja called out another number, and Belinda's thigh slid further down Trodemus' head, until her crotch rested right on top!

"OOO TRODDIE!"

Before Trodemus could react, Belinda started to move around on his head.

"Belinda, what are you doing?"  Trodemus frowned a bit.  He enjoyed giving Belinda pleasure, but being on all fours while she rode the back of his head was not the most comfortable way to do so!
"It-It's okay...ahh...Troddie.  J-just keep your h-head still mmm!" Belinda began to get more excited and was putting more weight on her man.  Trodemus arm's and legs tensed up, and he feared he'd lose his balance as well as the game!

"Belinda, stop!"  Trodemus looked over to see the camera crew, still filming them for the reality show Trodemus: Seeker of Specters.  He knew that they couldn't give away such intimate action on a simple reality show!

"This is a reality show, not a porno!"  Belinda didn't listen.  She was just too caught up in the ecstasy as she moved faster and with more weight applied.  "BELINDA!"  Belinda leaned over a bit, and when she did, they both went crashing to the floor!

"Oww..."  Trodemus groaned.
"OH TRODDIE! I'm so sorry!  I just got so carried away, and it felt SO GOOD!  I didn't mean to hurt you!"  Belinda crawled off of her man and helped him up.

"It is okay, Belinda.  The pain was worth it to see you happy, and to see these ghosts gone!"  Trodemus looked around.  "What is this?!?  Ninja!  What does the book say?  Why has playing 'Pretzel' not sent my financial fears, and these ghosts away?!?"

The Potbellied Ninja looked in the Book of Riches once more, and found a new sentence below the paragraph about undoing the financial woe.  It stated that, before starting the game of Pretzel, all players must tie pink ribbons in their hair and put on colorful wigs!

NEXT:  BOOK'S END
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