A Bit More Fun

"Alright," said Phoebe, as Emily stood under the tent in just her little red panties, her shirt lying in tiny yellow scraps all around her. Phoebe had cut it off her body with nail scissors, very slowly. "Now I have a little treat for you."

"Oh. Okay."

"Do you want your treat, Emily?"

"No thank you."

"But, Emily, I worked so hard to get it for you. Are you sure you don't want it?"

"Yes."

"You're starting to make me angry, Emily. Do you want to make me angry? When I'm angry, I do things like... smashing Ming vases."

"No! Don't do that!"

"I can't control myself when I'm angry, Emily. Anyway, would you like your treat?"

"...yes, please."

"Good," said Phoebe, and poured the chocolate milkshake over Emily's head. She blinked and spluttered as it matted her hair and trickled down over her breasts, the cold stiffening her nipples. "Is it delicious, Emily?"

"...yes."

"And what do you say to a nice woman who's got you such a tasty treat, while you're stuck looking after your vase and can't move?"

"...thank you, Phoebe."

"Good girl,"said Phoebe, giving her a friendly slap on the bottom. "Now, don't move, Emily. I have to go and get you another surprise. Just stay right where you are, and let all these lovely people take pictures of you."