Ladder arrives

Finally, after a few uncomfortable minutes of Lauren hanging from the chandelier, panty clad butt pointed down at her own crew and that wench Eliza, Mark arrived with the ladder.

"Finally!" Lauren exclaimed. "get me down before this whole thing comes crashing down!"

"There's nothing to worry about." Mark said while he erected the ladder. "That Chandelier has solid steel mount, there's no way it will fall."

"What... then why..." Lauren wondered why Eliza had asked her to strip if it was so stable. That bitch had wanted her in her underwear, she realized. And she had fallen for it. She looked down, glowering at the smirking Eliza. She'd have to repay the bitch... somehow.

Meanwhile, martin as preparing to climb the ladder.

"I'll help steady the ladder." Morton said to the crew. "You guys make sure to film everything."

"Uh, are you sure boss?" The cameraman asked, scared to anger Lauren.

"Are you kidding? We're supposed to film anything the audience wants to see!" He pointed up to Lauren's butt above them. "And that my friends, is precisely what the audience wants to see!"

So, the cameraman pointed the camera right at Lauren and started filming, focusing on Lauren's well covered but very round buttocks. Morton held the base of the ladder as Martin climbed up. In seconds he was level with Lauren.

"Uh.. thank you." Lauren said, feeling very exposed. She looked down. She suspended by her knees and shoulders, causing her stomach to roll up. Oh god, this hot man she had designs on was seeing her with belly rolls! She flushed, placing her hands over her stomach.

"I have to figure out how to get you out of there and down the ladder..." Martin pondered....