She had noted a jukebox over in the corner of the bar, so she had made her way over, and browsed the selection while she down shot after shot of tequila. It took quite a few shots (and a hardy share of that spliff thanks to Boomer.
) before Gaz finally brewed herself the nerve to take on her sister’s dare.
Dropping a coin into the machine, she pulled up her selection off of an internet selection, rather than the vinyl singles that she had started out with when she had been turned. It was an older tune by human terms, but a favorite of Gaz’.
As the first few beats drove out of the bar’s sound system, Gaz strode in time toward the bar, picking up speed with each step then leapt upon the bar.
Eyes closed, she strides the length of the bar, she tosses her head and shoulders in time with the music. Her long red hair tosses back and forth with each step as the words begin and Gaz tosses her head back to belt the tune out along with the jukebox…
“Creeping up the backstairs
Slinking into dark stalls
Shapeless and slumped in bath chairs
Furtive eyes peep out of holes”
Gaz’ green eyes snap open…
“She has many guises
She'll do what you want her to
Playing dead and sweet submission
Cracks the whip deadpan on cue”
She sank backward and down onto her knees, then brought her weight gracefully to one foot and lifted herself in a spin. Her right arm came around during the spin as though cracking a whip, with a gleefully sadistic look upon her face as she sang out…
“Peek-a-boo Peek-a-boo
Peek-a-boo Peek-a-boo”
Hips swayed as more strides were taken back and forth up and down the bar…
“Reeking like a pigsty
Peeling back and gagging free
Flaccid ego in your hand
Chokes on dry tears, can you understand?
She's jeering at the shadows
Sneering behind a smile
Lunge and thrust to pout and pucker
Into the face of the beguiled”
Crossing her arms over her chest as she strutted and sang, she ran her fingers up the sides of her arms, over her neck and up into her hair to lift it up off of her neck. As she did this, she twisted at her waist and bent her knees. She twisted back and forth, bending lower and lower with each twist, the hem of her skirt riding dangerously high.
“Peek-a-boo Peek-a-boo
Peek-a-boo Peek-a-boo…”
She pops out of her kneeling position, turns on her toes and struts down to the other end of the bar again.
“Golly jeepers
Where'd you get those peepers?
Peepshow, creepshow
Where did you get those eyes?
Strobe lights pump and flicker
Dry lips crack out for more
`Come bite on this rag doll, baby!
That's right, now hit the floor'“
Gaz kicks her right leg up and back, then comes down on her knee. Then left slides right in next to it as she begins to crawl slowly and leisurely along the bar to the rhythm of the music.
“They're sneaking out the back door
She gets up from all fours
Rhinestone fools and silver dollars
Curdle into bitter tears”
She pops back up onto her toes, as gracefully as you please. Again she begins her strut-with-the-hip-wag along the length of the bar and back. Arms stretched out, she shimmies her shoulders bent down toward the audience in the crowded bar to whom she was making a drunken fool of herself. ‘Might as well make this good,’ she thought as the last few verses came up. ‘Sissy must pay for this.’
“Peek-a-boo Peek-a-boo
Peek-a-boo Peek-a-boo
Peek-a-boo Peek-a-boo
Golly jeepers
Where'd you get those weepers?
Peepshow, creepshow
Where did you get those eyes?
Peek-a-boo Peek-a-boo
Peek-a-boo Peek-a-boo
Golly jeepers
Where'd you get those peepers?
Peepshow, creepshow
Where did you get those eyes?
Where did you get those eyes?
Where did you get those eyes? “
Orgasmerilla (Gaz)
TaintedOne’s SissyMonster
Daughter of UnicornDream