Sunday 29 January 2012

Escala: Live and Let Pie, naked

Escala: Live and Let Pie, naked







Escala had fallen on some pretty rough times since their appearance on Britain’s Got Talent. Little by little they found it more and more difficult to find work. They were starting to become desperate. They even began to think about breaking the group up. It was starting to get to the point where they could no longer justify going on any further. That is when they were faced with one of the most difficult decisions of their careers. They were approached with an offer to perform on a national television show. This was the good news. The bad new was there was a catch, and it was a very big catch at that. They could perform on the show, but they would have to perform totally naked. On top of that, it was a mess oriented show, so it went without saying that a good amount of mess was going to be involved as well.



One of the women was the first presented with the offer. She was the one to bring it to the others. They all sat down together and had a group meeting. “Ok girls, we have been given an offer to appear and perform on a late night television show.” “You don’t sound that excited. This is great. It is our first chance to be on television in ages,” one said. “Yeah, well, there is a bit of a catch. Well two catches actually. First of all it is messy show, so we would have to agree to get messy. On top of that, they are demanding that if we will be performing. We will have to perform naked.” The girl’s faces dropped. “You have got to be kidding me. How can we do that,” one said. “Is there any way we can negotiate this?” “No, they are quite insistent. It is probably the only reason that they are interested in having us on. They must know how desperate we are.” “We really do need the money and the exposure,” another said. “They would be paying us double what we would normally get for an appearance like this,” she said. They thought it over for a long time. None of them wanted to be seen naked on national television. A few of them could try to conceal themselves slightly behind their instruments. In the end, they were just so desperate that they had no other choice but to agree to the appearance. The whole group was going to be naked together on national television. It was humiliating to say the least. This was especially the case because Escala had always thought of themselves as quite upmarket and classy. It was not uncommon for people who knew them to describe them as slightly up themselves. This whole situation was going to leave the girls humbled in a major way to say the least. Their pride was going to be sacrificed on this occasion.



After loads of nerves and multiple occasions when members of the group had said that they wanted to pull out, the day finally arrived for the show to be taped. They all showed up in the end. There had been every chance that one or all of them might not turn up or chicken out at the last minute. They all managed to arrive at the studio. The moment arrived when they were all in the dressing room together. “At least we are all in this together,” one of them said. They were all extremely nervous. They did not know whether they should hope that lots of people would watch or to hope that no one would see ever see this. Total embarrassment was what was headed their way. They were used to showing a lot of leg and stuff, but this was going to take things to a whole new level. On this occasion, people were going to get to see a lot more than their legs. The tension built as the time for the show to start edged achingly closer. As it got closer, everyone got more and more nervous. Finally, the moment arrived when they were told it was five minutes until show time. They caught their breath and looked at one another. It was difficult to look one another in the eye now.



The four Escala girls now stood up. It was the moment of truth. All together, they started to undo their dresses. They slowly unzipped them and pulled their dressed down their sleek, smooth tanned bodies. They each put their dresses aside, now in their underwear. One by one they all now unhooked their bras and pulled them off, piling them in with their dresses. Now, not looking at one another, each member of Escala slowly pulled down her panties. They pulled them down their sexy legs. They lifted their legs, removing their panties. They then placed their panties together with their clothes. Now, in that dressing room, in a relatively small area, all four Escala girls stood butt naked. All of them were freshly waxed for the occasion. The musky smell of their sweat, asses and sweet vaginas filled the room. They still wore their high heeled pumps. Each girl, placed her hands strategically over herself to conceal what she could. Before they had time to really even think, they were escorted out the door of the dressing room and out towards the studio. The stage hand made no mention of the fact that they were now naked, he just hurried them through to the back stage area. They huddled close together in a line, all four of them stark naked. They figured they could conceal more if they stuck together closely. They were all blushing. They now stood huddled together backstage awaiting their cue. Each one gulped as they readied themselves.



The host came out and announced them, to the applause of the audience. They applauded even louder when it was explained that they would be performing naked and would be having things chucked at them as they were performing. The mostly male audience was very excited about this. “This will give classical music a whole new audience,” the host joked. He welcomed them to the stage. When they entered, much to their dismay, they were not allowed to come out all at once, all cuddled together. They had to each walk out individually. They had to walk across the stage to the performing area where their instruments waited for them. They had no choice but to do this. They each began to make the walk of shame. They closed their eyes and looked up into the air. They tried their best to keep their hands over their pussies and breasts as they marched across the stage. Of course that left their asses totally exposed. All they could do was try to walk over as fast as they could. One by one they walked over, everyone gocking at their naked bodies. They strutted across in order.Tasya Hodges, Izzy Johnston, Chantal Leverton and Victoria Lyon walked across the stage naked. None of them smiled. They all looked very serious. Chantal was first followed by Victoria, then Izzy and finally Tasya. The four women had exquisite bodies. Absolutely everything was on show. The girls tried to look dignified, though they were dying with embarrassment. They had hoped for credibility, but this was not the way to get it.



The ladies walked over to their instruments and grabbed them. It was difficult to avoid bending over to pick them up. This was maybe the only time that the girls regretted picking the type of instrument that they did. For those who don’t know, Escala use futuristic looking metal instruments with lots of open areas in them. Even the cello was not going to cover much. At this point they wished that they had chosen the large wooden instruments. They now realized that the instruments were going to provide very little covering for their bodies. Playing the instruments also was going to require some body movement, so covering up was not going to be an option. They almost wished that they played the drums, or the piano. There was going to be nowhere to hide. The girls each took their instrument and got into place. As they lifted their instruments, the audience received their first full on glance at all four of the girl’s pussies. All four were freshly waxed, so the view that everyone got happened to be totally unobstructed. They ladies’ intimate dimensions were on show now.



The group began to play their song. The song they were playing was “Live and Let Die”, but it was announced that it was “Live and Let Pie”. Escala, much to their dismay was now playing their music on television completely naked. As they played, a group of stage hands were gathering across from them off stage. They were bringing out various items. Escala had to focus on their performance now. They could not think about the fact that they were naked or about what was about to hit them at the hands of the stage crew. As they played, they just went for it. As a result, their bodies jiggled, their legs lifted and their breasts wiggled as they played. It was a symphony of skin.



For half of the song Escala’s bare bodies were admired. At this point the stage hands were given their cue. As the music changed, pies began to fly through the air at the naked foursome. It seemed like a dozen pies were launched simultaneously. Most of them hit their targets, smashing into the girl’s face and off their bodies. The girls tried to continue playing as the barrage of pies were fired in their direction. Each girl felt pie hit them on their boobs, on their thighs and right between their legs. A variety of cream, pie filling, a fruity puree flew threw the air. The pies each landed with smack on the girl’s body. They moaned as the felt the feel of the pie smashing against their taunt nakedness. Next the stage hands began to throw a variety of creamy cakes at the ladies. The soft cakes coming through the air irregularly and landing all over the ladies and their instruments. Bits of cake stuck to the hips of the ladies. It became difficult to focus on the playing as they were hit by what seemed like dozens of cakes. Icing and sponge sticking all over four sets of incredible legs.



Next the stage hands were armed with what appeared to be large hoses. The hoses were filled with cream like foam. There seemed to be at least four or five of these set up, all aimed in the directions of the four naked young ladies standing on the stage. The signal was given and the hoses were switched on. The stage hands were instantly almost blown backwards by the force. The creamy foam burst forth at the Escala ladies. They nearly fell back as well as each one was hit full on with the impact of the hoses. The stage hands aimed the flow directly at the ladies. The cream instantly splattered the bodies of the ladies. The stage hands moved the hoses up and down. The girls tried to hold their hands out and lift their legs to block the flow a bit, but it had little effect. Meanwhile, the stage hands were taking great pleasure at hosing down the beautiful young naked women with the hoses. They moved the hoses around, aiming the flow at particular areas of the ladies bodies. One of the girls took a huge blast between her legs. Another had took a huge blast all over her breasts. It was as if they were being hosed down in the shower.



Next the stage hands were given bowls of rotten vegetables to throw. The stage hands waited for their cue. They got ready to launch the rotten produce at the ladies. The girls could not help but flinch as rotten eggplants, beetroot, cabbage, swede and tomatoes came their way. They did not throw the produce hard, because it was so disgustingly rotten, that it exploded upon impact when it hit the girls on their body. It also smelled atrocious. The feeling of rotten cabbage on your bottom was something that the Escala girls were never going to forget. The vegetables flew threw the air, smashing on the girls and their instruments. Seeds, skin and pulp were everywhere. Running all over the mass of naked female flesh on the stage. The girls could feel the slimy slither of the vegetables as they made their way down their bodies, down their naked legs.



The girls had done a more than admirable job of continuing to play the song throughout the entire ordeal, which was far from easy. Now the song was nearing its conclusion. As the final resounding note was struck, a cord was pulled and from above, a torrent of gunge fell onto the girls from above, as a sort of grand finale. They had no idea it was coming. As the song ended the gunge rained down all at once, covering the entire stage. Not an inch of the girl’s bodies was left uncovered. The crowd responded by giving them a loud cheer. Escala was left standing on the stage covered in mess, totally naked. They all just looked down at their feet totally humiliated by what had just happened to them. They did not feel like talking to the host or anyone else. They just made their way back to the dressing room to hopefully clean up. Unfortunately, there was only one shower, so there quite an argument about this. Four slimy, dirty naked women fighting over one shower.



Unfortunately for the ladies, this was not forgotten about. They would be asked about it for years to come. They did get a lot of offers after this, but the wrong kind of offers.

9 comments:

  1. I'm curious to know what your thoughts are about this group. I know that writing an unpleasant or humiliating WAM story does not by itself indicate a dislike of the victim(s) (for example, I bear no ill will against Rachel Riley, despite tormenting her on a weekly basis...), but I do sense a genuine disdain towards the group in your writing here. I don't know why I feel that, and I might be completely wrong...

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  2. I don't have anything against them. I just thought that other people may do. I know that a lot of people that I knew at the time thought they were a bit conceded. I actually liked there music and liked the way the dressed and performed. I think a lot of women maybe thought that they were capitalizing on their good looks. I didn't really think about it when I was writing it, but I actually really enjoyed seeing them.

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    1. Fair enough. A bit like your Kerry Katona one then. Needless to say, it's a great story. The line "The feeling of rotten cabbage on your bottom was something that the Escala girls were never going to forget" is a classic.

      I also have a request, if you're taking them. I wonder if you'd be interested in doing a story about Lady Gaga. She has got messy a few times in real life, but never in a way that was that interesting to me. Also, she likes to present herself as the queen of extreme, so I think an extreme messing is in order for her (i.e. more of that rotten veg, maybe molasses and feathers, and perhaps also throw in some itching powder....). I know Gaga's a hard character to read, but if anyone can make the story work, I think you can...

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  3. Yeah I can do that. I think I know what you are going for. I can do that I think. Hopefully, soon. I will do my best.

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    1. Much appreciated. Look forward to whatever you come up with.

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