Given the fact that sloppy slurper James had been sucking more cocks than all of the whores of France, he had established himself as an internationally recognized blowjob expert. In light of this designation, Nuzla wanted to keep him from lying to other girls.
Nuzla walked into the restaurant and looked around. She was given a tip that James was out on a date with some girl. She did not care about James, but she didn’t want him infecting some poor girl. Nuzla saw them across the room.
Nuzla swung through the kitchen as if she worked there. She picked up a chocolate cream pie and charged out into the restaurant. James and his date were talking pleasantly.
Nuzla set the pie on the table and shoved her hands on her hips. She looked at the girl and loudly declared, “Did he tell you that he wears panties and give blowjobs to other guys?”
Both James and the girl looked shocked. James spoke, “Nuz, what are…?”
Nuzla cut him off and again asked the girl, “Did he tell you he wears panties and enjoys giving blowjobs?”
By this time, the entire restaurant was watching in silence. The girl cleared her throat as if she was going to speak. But James spoke again, “Nuz, stop!” Then James stood up and reached out to guide Nuzla away from the table.
But Nuzla grabbed his arm and twisted it quickly behind his back. She then slammed James face-down onto the table. His face splatted firmly into the cream pie.
Nuzla held James in place as she asked a third time to the girl, “Did he tell you?”
“No! I…no!” replied the girl.
Nuzla held James face-down in the pie and reached into the back of his jeans. She grasped the top of his panty and yanked hard, delivering a serious wedgie. James’ thong panties, purple with black lace, were on display for everyone to see. Many people in the restaurant stood to see.
The girl looked at the thong panty and gasped in surprise. Nuzla smiled and said, “If I am telling the truth about the panties…you know I’m telling the truth about the blowjobs!” The girl nodded, scooted out of her seat, and ran out the front door.
Nuzla pulled a mortified James up and spun him around. He was reeling with embarrassment. At that moment, a few waitresses came to assist Nuzla. One brought a large strawberry shake, and the other brought a second cream pie.
Nuzla grabbed the strawberry shake and dumped the entire content over James’ head. James’ mouth dropped open, and he stood in stunned silence. Nuzla then grabbed the second cream pie and splatted it directly in James’ face.
James fell back against the table and then slid down on his butt on the floor. The restaurant erupted with laughter at James. He scurried to his feet. Nuzla grabbed his arm and spun him around again. She grabbed the top of his wedgied thong and yanked again. James whimpered and moaned.
“Oh my! Uggggghhhh!” James grunted.
The waitresses and restaurant patrons laughed at James. James immediately grabbed his butt and started picking at his power wedgie. He glared at Nuzla through whip cream and grunted, “You are not funny!”
“Actually, I’m pretty fucking hilarious!” replied Nuzla.
As James was wiping the whipped cream off his face, Nuzla quickly unbuttoned his jeans and jerked his pants down to his knees. James gasped and crossed his arms across his body. He stood in the restaurant displaying his wedgied thong panty. It was so very embarrassing for him.
“Oh. This is so very embarrassing!” exclaimed James.
Nuzla laughed hysterically as she walked out of the restaurant. James tried to hop out right behind her. But a waitress grasped the back of his thong and stopped him.
“Not so fast, panty boi! You have to pay for all these pies,” she laughed. James fished his wallet out of his pants and passed it to the waitress. The waitress took some money out and looked at his drivers’ license. She loudly announced, “Well, it looks like James Paul Kinney is embarrassed as the panty boi!”
James whimpered and turned bright red with complete public humiliation. He then hopped out of the restaurant, leaving his wallet behind. Once outside, he started to pull his pants up. Before he could get them up, his date turned and saw him in his little panties.
“Wow! Just…wow!” she remarked.
“Wait…I…I can explain,” fumbled James as he pulled his pants up.
“Are you wearing a tiny thong panty?” the girl asked rhetorically.
“Well, yes, but….” James murmured.
“That is all I need to know! Do not ever call me again!” the girl declared as she got into an Uber and rode away.
James stood with strawberry shake dripping and whip cream clinging to his face. He was severely wedgied and blushing with intense embarrassment. Nuzla has firmly put him in his place.
As Nuzla drove past him on her way away from the restaurant, she stopped in front of James and rolled down her window. Before she could say anything, James spoke.
“I certainly hope you are happy to have humiliated me in public!” he grunted.
Nuzla laughed, “I am very happy about that and suggest that you go suck on a bunch of cocks to help you feel better!”
James put his hands on his hips and huffed as he glared with narrowing eyes. Nuzla knew him so well. Then Nuzla drove off laughing. It was later discovered that James’ thong wedgie and panty reveal had been captured on video by three or four restaurant patrons.
James was a social media sensation. James started receiving many requests to meet up and give multiple guys blowjobs. He kept so busy giving blowjobs that he didn’t have time to date girls anymore. Nuzla had been grandly successful at keeping James blushing and on his knees with a cock in his mouth.
Nuzla lived the life of a triumphant vixen and lived with the knowledge that she had demolished James with her Girl Power. James lived the life of a slutty blushing cock-whore. He lived with the memory that he had been completely humiliated by Nuzla.