anonymous
12-13-2007, 05:06 PM
STARFUCK
Not to be read by anyone under 18. This story contains
explicit descriptions of non-consensual sex. If this offends
you, please look elsewhere. This is FICTION. If you are
tempted to recreate the following scenes, your psychiatrist is
going to be a very happy
man......
Starfuck is designed to be a series of STAND ALONE stories
(much like the Hypno-Celeb franchise). However, each story
will feature the same protagonist - an individual with the
power to control people's minds. At some point, I might
determine the limitations of this power (ie how many people he
can control at any one time), but for now all you need know is
that in order for control to be established he must have skin-
to-skin contact with his target, though only for a split
second. Now, lets just kick back and watch him put his talent
to good use..... Further starfuck stories can be located at
dejanews' celebfuck
Comments and suggestions for future stories always welcome!
It's your suggestions that keep me writing..........
abeelzebub@hotmail.com
Starfuck: Britney Spears (and a special guest star....)
by Mephistopheles
MC, MF, FF, CELEB
In a matter of months, Britney Spears has risen from absolute
anonymity to her position as the hottest piece of jailbait on
the planet. She has everything male admirers find appealing -
youth (she's very much a veal cutlet - even down to the hint
of puppy fat), an awareness of her own sexuality (she is very
conscious just how taken men are with her - check out those
pig-tails), and a pleasingly fit physique (that she LOVES to
show off - this girl's waging a one woman war on the tyranny
of clothing). Of course, her willingness to dress as a
schoolgirl could also have something to do with it.......
Naturally enough, my clientele have been frantically battling
it out to present me with the biggest bid to secure Miss
Spears' 'services'. Quite ridiculous sums have been mentioned
- all the more so for the simple fact that I would happily do
her for
nothing. At this present moment, Britney Spears is the
hottest
commodity in pop. Men all over the globe lust after her
jailbait charm - witness the popularity of that 'Rolling
Stone' shoot. With this profile - not to mention her
pleasingly aesthetic physique - she perfectly conforms to my
requirements; her cock-teasing sexuality is just asking to be
humiliated. However, if I can blur pleasure and work I am all
too happy - it's all the more degrading to know my prey has
been purchased like a slab of meat.....
Of all the offers, one in particular stands out;
interestingly, the only bid to contain zero cash incentive.
It seems that the
client's name is considered a large enough attraction - and so
it proves.....
I meet Miss Spears in my guise as a film producer. The
meeting was not difficult to arrange; most pop stars have a
desire to act - ambitious young Britney is no different.
Thus, when a producer a reputation as sizeable as mine comes
calling, even the biggest stars manage to reschedule their
diaries.
I admit to a degree of surprise at her choice of attire.
Normally, sex symbols are found dressing down in private, as
if to put distance between them and their sexually charged
public persona; expressing a desire to be seen as more than
just a body. Britney opts for the opposite approach. I have
never seen her dress more
provocatively - a tiny boob-tube and matching micro skirt;
both star- spangled in the US colours. Either she's an
extremely patriotic youngster, or this little bitch has a very
high opinion of herself. She thinks by flashing me a little
leg, a bit of midriff, some
cleavage, I'll roll over and offer her the film role. Not
that I'm complaining; like her other fans, I've been gagging
for a bit more flesh from our nubile teen. Her choice of
attire only serves to cement her fate........
Having shared an introductory handshake, I begin to impose my
will on Britney's mind. It does not prove difficult. She
quickly learns that her body no longer responds to her
commands, but moves to a different tune altogether. Sliding
my chair back from the desk, I position Britney atop the oak
furnishing. For the next few minutes, she strikes a series of
increasingly erotic poses - progressing from gazing up at me
longingly with those doe eyes; to lying on her back, legs
apart, simulating masturbation. Having received this taste of
just how sexy Miss Spears can be, I usher her over onto my
lap. There is little doubt that she can feel my hardness
through my trousers (the micro-skirt she wears offers no
protection whatsoever); it causes her to squirm slightly - a
movement that only increases my arousal. There is nothing I'd
like better than to part those pert cheeks and pump my way
into her anus. Well, actually there is one thing.....
As she sits like a dutiful child upon my lap, I move my hands
to her breasts. The fabric is ridiculously thin, proving no
obstacle to my molestation. Her nipples are already hard -
and threatening to burst through the spangled boob-tube - as I
twist them slightly, Britney responds with a sharp intake of
breath. Miss Spears' breasts have been the subject of
considerable debate for some time now. Did she actually have
a boob job? Did Daddy really pay? (And, when she went in for
a stomach tuck, did the doctors really find semen in her
belly....?) For some reason, Miss Spears is a particular
target for such gossip - perhaps because she dresses like a
slut, people feel obliged to treat her like one....
The breast enlargement rumour has been bandished about for
some time; ever since the young star spent a number of weeks
in
convalescence, nursing a 'strained ankle', before reappear
with
considerably larger assets. The debate reached fever pitch
when Miss Spears appear live on children's television,
performing her hit
single 'Baby One More Time' without the benefit of a bra. Her
rock hard nipples were soon plastered all over the net -
seeming to provide proof to the rumour. So, with Miss Spears
now totally in my thrall, is it any wonder I decide to
investigate the naturalness of her breasts? Actually, I had
already received confirmation of the truth of this rumour long
before our meeting - yes, they are implants (Q. What kind of
person has a breast implant operation when they have only just
turned 17? A. A slut.) - but I've never been one to miss the
chance to reap undue humiliation upon a poor little
starlet.....
Thus, with Britney wriggling on my lap, I seize the
opportunity to carefully weigh and compare each of her tits -
taking care to make my study as thorough and as obvious as
possible. The humiliation Britney feels is tangible. I dip
into her mind, savouring her feeling of complete shame.
Despite her sluttish image, Britney protests to be a good
little Christian girl - finding the humour of 'South Park'
sacrilegious - thus my treatment fills her with humiliation.
My assault is mental as well as physical - informing her that
this is what she deserves; if you act like a slut.......
Britney's protestations of strong morality appear to be
contradicted by her image. Is this not the girl who appeared
on childrens' television sans bra? Did she not pose for that
infamous 'Rolling Stone' shoot; pictured pushing a child's
bicycle with the word 'baby' stencilled upon her extremely
attractive backside? These acts (another shot showed her
holding a teddy bear close to her scantily clad form) appear
to show her playing the Lolita card - titillating men with the
temptation of jailbait meat. So, either her claims of strict
religion are entirely factitious and she really is the slut
she appears to be, or, she is willing to forsake her belief in
order to sell records. Either way, she is now being taught a
valuable lesson.......
She has a good body - toned and fit (enhanced in all the right
places) - with what appears to be an all over tan. It seems
that, somewhere in the world, Britney Spears sunbathes in the
nude - I wonder how much the paparazzi would pay for that
information.....?
That evening, the net plays host to the first ever broadcast
of 'The Cosmo Show'. The format is traditional; its content
is most certainly not. The web is the ideal format - imagine
the number of potential viewers. When one is as practised in
the art of celebrity degradation as I am, one knows that the
number witnessing the
humiliation is central to the pleasure. The show is free to
access - what is money to a man like myself? The net also
allows a degree of interactivity; viewers are able to lodge
requests for potential guests - always give the people what
they want......
Thus, Miss Spears is a logical choice as the show's first
guest. On the show, Britney will be brought face to face with
the client with whom I arranged her degradation. Indeed, this
meeting will prove an undoubted highlight.......
After much deliberation, I decided to compeer the show myself
- hidden behind a spitting image mask of Letterman (a man
whose show has done wonders for pervs everywhere - witness the
wonders of a cold studio). Despite reservations (I have never
sought a public face), the opportunity was simply too good to
miss - thus, equipped with a
concealing voice-box, I reluctantly stepped into the
spotlight.
First up is Britney - strolling (or should that be bouncing)
into the studio clad in a low cut, extremely fitting, leather
bodice and matching shorts (showing her delicious peach to
full effect) - all of which hug her figure most attractively.
Her hair is tied into those trademark pigtails. As she chats
to Cosmo, the camera lingers
lustfully upon her cleavage; pulling back just far enough to
reveal a pair of rock hard nipples threatening to burst
through the fabric. It seems Miss Spears 'forgot' to wear a
bra. Tut tut..........
Our interview is short but revealing (a bit like her outfit).
Every question relates to how it feels to be lusted after by
men all over the world. Under normal circumstances, Britney
would erect a polite defence, and, were such questioning to
continue, she would ultimately walk out in disgust. Tonight,
such a response is not an option. Instead, she must answer
each question as it comes - with complete honesty. In doing
so, she proves categorically to a world- wide audience just
what a slut she really is......
Yes, she did have a breast augmentation. She knows full well
that her popularity is built upon her fuckability - the more
men want to fuck her senseless, the more records she sells.
Yes, she intended to go braless at the 'Kids' Choice' awards -
she wanted to show off her new tits; to give the dads
something to wank over. Yes, she likes being a pin-up; the
thought of men all over the world beating off over her image
makes her horny. Does she mind being judged solely on her
looks? Not at all - she is all too aware where her talent
lies...... After the refreshing openness of this interview,
Britney is
scheduled to perform her hit single, 'Baby, One More Time'.
Throughout her act, the camera zooms in wilfully upon her
pneumonic physique; those firm thighs, those pert buttocks,
the bounce of that ample chest, those eminently pokey nipples
- she really is a wank doll.....
By the time her performance grinds to an end, Britney is
soaked with a thin film of sweat - giving her a delicious
post-coital
appearance. As the audience (all men naturally) bay out their
approval, Britney is joined on-stage by her fellow guest......
I have had infrequent contact with Ms Ciccone for over a
decade. Our first 'encounter' came when I was employed by a
group of enraged Republicans (precisely the same people who
attempted to employ me after Spears' controversial 'Rolling
Stone' shoot) determined to teach this sexually provocative
superstar a lesson. Under my
influence, her playfully controversial phrase - 'boy toy' -
became a self-description.....
Over the ensuing years, I influenced Madonna's movement from
tease to satisfier. Soon, she was no longer just flaunting
her
sexuality; she was selling her actual body. After the
infamous 'Justify My Love' promo, came the soft-core 'Sex' -
in which the panties came off.......
After this publication, I confess to a lack of interest.
Having satisfied my sexual fantasies with the era's female
icon (having seen her forcibly raped while wearing a
schoolgirl uniform), there seemed little left with which to
degrade her. The release of 'Ray of Light' came as a bolt out
of the blue. Suddenly, Madonna was fuckable again......
Never one to rest on my laurels, I immediately indulged myself
(at one point fucking her while her baby watched) - and, while
rummaging through her mind, unexpectedly came across her
feelings for Miss Spears. As a woman now hitting 40, it is
little wonder that Madonna feels a certain bitterness towards
this new pop icon; however, the fact that this bitterness
manifests itself in the form of
degradation fantasies is a rather more pleasant surprise.
Suddenly, I had found my client......
Thus, here we are. Madonna has arrived to humiliate her young
rival live on the world wide web - unaware that in fact she
too has been manipulated into this scenario by my own gentle
machinations....
The older woman steps straight over to the younger, who,
despite her mind's resistance, immediately falls to her knees
before her mistress. Taking great care and deliberation (a
theatricality put on for the cameras), Madonna attaches a dog
collar to Britney's neck. Having fastened this firmly in place
- tight enough to cause some discomfort - she then connects it
to a lead. Britney Spears - for all her pretensions of
celebrity and stardom - is now walked across the room like a
common bitch. As she crawls along on her hands and knees,
Britney struggles to keep up with her mistress; receiving a
brutal jerk of the choker for her troubles.
They make quite a pair, mistress and pet. I have already
described the fuckability of young Miss Spears, allow me a
moment with Ms Ciccone. Despite her age, Madonna has lost
none of her sex appeal - quite remarkable given the regularity
with which she has paraded nude for our pleasure. Tonight,
she is clad in eastern garb - a light loose flowing fabric
that does little to conceal her curves. She is
undoubtedly back to her best - a fit, toned physique, more
than
complemented by the knowing smile that so often adorns her
most
fuckable phases. It is a smile that invites us to wank off
over her. It is a smile of power. Sadly for Ms Ciccone, it is
a smile of my power - despite appearances, Madonna is not here
entirely through choice (although she has no inkling of this);
her mind has been subtly manipulated by an outside force.
Guess who?
As Madonna sits for her interview, she ushers her pet under
the desk. Obediently, Britney unzips my pants; pulling my
already hard cock into the camera's sight. The screen has now
split - one half shows Cosmo's interview with Madonna (who
repeatedly glances down to view her pets handiwork - an
extremely artificial coyness that enhances her attraction),
while the other focuses on Miss Spears taking my cock into her
mouth.
Her technique is quite impressive - serving as proof of her
experience (daddy must be pleased....). She begins by using
her tongue; lapping p and down my length like a little girl
with a
lollipop. Having given the camera a lingering shot of this
motion, Britney moves onto stage two; clamping her lips around
my head and sucking visibly. She looks so fucking cute;
cheeks hollowing with each sucking motion. Soon, she is
gobbling my cock - impressively taking the full length into
her throat (clear evidence that this is not her first time);
using the gag reflex to titillate as only an experience whore
can......
My hands drop under the table, positioning themselves on
either side of her head - indeed, using her pig-tails as
handles - providing a steadying influence as I start to
frantically fuck her face; all under the gaze of an
increasingly aroused Madonna.
As Madonna sucks her finger suggestively; casting exaggerated
glances under the desk to watch her pet at work - I pump my
hips with pace. To her ******, Britney matches my speed,
never losing position on my cock. Under such circumstances,
it is understandable that I quickly reach climax. With only a
grunt of warning, my spunk is blasted into young Britney's
mouth. Keen though I am to have Britney swallow her protein
supplement, I instruct her to keep a quantity of come on her
tongue. Her mistress then pulls her roughly to her feet,
forcing her to open her mouth to the camera. We zoom in on
the white goo gathered upon her outstretched tongue. Madonna
then leans in, taking her pet's tongue (and its protein
deposit) deep into her own mouth. They french kiss for a
number of minutes - tongue's deep in the other's mouth - all
caught longingly upon the numerous cameras.
After this, Madonna reasserts her domination; pulling her pet
back down onto her knees. This time it is Madonna that is to
be the recipient of young Britney's oral technique.
Maintaining a symbolic hand on the leash (it is not needed -
Spears has no option but to obey), Madonna turns her back and
slips off her loose fitting pants, before reaching forward to
touch her toes. Britney is now face to face with the older
woman's buttocks. Under my instruction, she pulls the cheeks
apart before sliding her tongue into Madonna's asshole.
Once again, we witness the entire act in extreme close-up and
from multiple camera angles; and what an act it is. Madonna
is
evidently enjoying the sensation; she wriggles about quite
uncontrollably, with her breathing growing audibly
noisier......
Soon, Madonna is demonstrating her own oral technique -
swallowing my cock whole - while Britney accompanies by gently
sucking upon my balls. After shooting my juice all over their
faces (great for the skin, allegedly....), Madonna sits atop
Britney's face, while I slip a fat black dildo into the
seventeen year old's asshole. It hurts her, but her cries are
muffled in Madonna's cunt. Judging from the look on the older
star's face, young Britney appears rather competent at the
technique of carpet munching - perhaps she has previous
experience in this field as well.....?
Having reached a climax, Madonna adjusts her position to
address the camera (and the audience) directly. She tells us
that her bladder's full, that she really needs to go to the
toilet; but its so comfortable atop Britney's face - would we
mind if she used the little starlet as a human toilet?
Having received an extremely loud answer to her rhetorical
question, Madonna shuffles as if to get more comfortable
(actually grinding herself harder and harder against the
captive teens face - for it is at this moment I give Britney
back completely awareness of her predicament; if not the
ability to respond to it........), before unleashing a stream
of piss straight into Britney's gaping mouth. She swallows
instinctively - receiving only a splattering of urine across
her face.
I take great pleasure in strapping a fat dildo to Madonna's
pelvis. Her inability to stop me provides conclusive proof
that her alleged control has been a charade. I savour her
incredulance; Madonna is used to being the aggressor, to using
her body as a means of power over men. Her contempt for the
male sex takes a sever battering in the face of my complete
control - I enjoying mocking her for such
helplessness.
Almost immediately, Britney is forced onto all fours; before
Madonna roughly plunges the plastic cock deep into her tight
little teeny rectum. It hurts like hell. Tempted though I am
to shove my cock back down Britney's throat, I resist - I
don't want to muffle her agony. Instead, I lift up a little
hand-held camera. With this, I move in close - capturing the
look of excruciating agony on her face, capturing every
torment scream......
After Britney has received this bum fucking, I force both
women down onto their knees. From there, I attach collars and
leads, before walking them like a pair of obedient little
bitches over to the
audience. The question is put to the audience - what next...?
Although the main response is a desire to fuck them senseless,
a young teenager in the front row catches my eye. His
suggestion is to spank them - to teach them just how powerless
they are. I like it. Allowing my pets to stand, I position
them with their backs to
the audience, before ordering them to bend forward and grip
their ankles. We now get a great view of their fine peaches -
stretched by the curve of their backs, their cheeks part
naturally, giving the audience a nice view of open cunt lips.
I now produce a cane, rubbing its cold shaft against their
exposed skin. Instinctively, they
shudder; not knowing what I am holding, they long to flee - a
desire they are unable to fulfil.
I choose Britney first. The cane connects with a resounding
swish, creating both an anguished scream from the recipient
and an immediate red whelt upon her buttocks. I wait
teasingly for the pain to ease, before swinging again. This
time her scream is even louder - a record she improves upon
with the third stroke; brought down against her pussy lips.
Having reduced Miss Spears to tears, I move to her companion.
While I have been spanking the young starlet, Madonna has been
writhing noticeably - rubbing her fine thighs together. Using
the cane, I expose her cunt to both audience and viewers at
home. It is wet. Ms Ciccone has become extremely aroused by
the sight of her rival's humiliation. It seems Madonna enjoys
a spot of S & M - the prospect that she was next has got her
juices well and truly flowing. I don't disappoint - indeed,
such a slut deserves an even greater spanking. When I finish,
even the mighty Madonna has been reduced to
tears by my sheer brutality. Her ass is raw and bleeding - a
situation I exacerbate by applying a copious quantity of salt.
Britney is by now absolutely petrified. Still feeling the
throbbing of her own skin, she fears a resumption now that
Madonna has been broken. In the end, I elect to be generous.
I do not spank her further - instead I throw my pets into the
audience........
Not to be read by anyone under 18. This story contains
explicit descriptions of non-consensual sex. If this offends
you, please look elsewhere. This is FICTION. If you are
tempted to recreate the following scenes, your psychiatrist is
going to be a very happy
man......
Starfuck is designed to be a series of STAND ALONE stories
(much like the Hypno-Celeb franchise). However, each story
will feature the same protagonist - an individual with the
power to control people's minds. At some point, I might
determine the limitations of this power (ie how many people he
can control at any one time), but for now all you need know is
that in order for control to be established he must have skin-
to-skin contact with his target, though only for a split
second. Now, lets just kick back and watch him put his talent
to good use..... Further starfuck stories can be located at
dejanews' celebfuck
Comments and suggestions for future stories always welcome!
It's your suggestions that keep me writing..........
abeelzebub@hotmail.com
Starfuck: Britney Spears (and a special guest star....)
by Mephistopheles
MC, MF, FF, CELEB
In a matter of months, Britney Spears has risen from absolute
anonymity to her position as the hottest piece of jailbait on
the planet. She has everything male admirers find appealing -
youth (she's very much a veal cutlet - even down to the hint
of puppy fat), an awareness of her own sexuality (she is very
conscious just how taken men are with her - check out those
pig-tails), and a pleasingly fit physique (that she LOVES to
show off - this girl's waging a one woman war on the tyranny
of clothing). Of course, her willingness to dress as a
schoolgirl could also have something to do with it.......
Naturally enough, my clientele have been frantically battling
it out to present me with the biggest bid to secure Miss
Spears' 'services'. Quite ridiculous sums have been mentioned
- all the more so for the simple fact that I would happily do
her for
nothing. At this present moment, Britney Spears is the
hottest
commodity in pop. Men all over the globe lust after her
jailbait charm - witness the popularity of that 'Rolling
Stone' shoot. With this profile - not to mention her
pleasingly aesthetic physique - she perfectly conforms to my
requirements; her cock-teasing sexuality is just asking to be
humiliated. However, if I can blur pleasure and work I am all
too happy - it's all the more degrading to know my prey has
been purchased like a slab of meat.....
Of all the offers, one in particular stands out;
interestingly, the only bid to contain zero cash incentive.
It seems that the
client's name is considered a large enough attraction - and so
it proves.....
I meet Miss Spears in my guise as a film producer. The
meeting was not difficult to arrange; most pop stars have a
desire to act - ambitious young Britney is no different.
Thus, when a producer a reputation as sizeable as mine comes
calling, even the biggest stars manage to reschedule their
diaries.
I admit to a degree of surprise at her choice of attire.
Normally, sex symbols are found dressing down in private, as
if to put distance between them and their sexually charged
public persona; expressing a desire to be seen as more than
just a body. Britney opts for the opposite approach. I have
never seen her dress more
provocatively - a tiny boob-tube and matching micro skirt;
both star- spangled in the US colours. Either she's an
extremely patriotic youngster, or this little bitch has a very
high opinion of herself. She thinks by flashing me a little
leg, a bit of midriff, some
cleavage, I'll roll over and offer her the film role. Not
that I'm complaining; like her other fans, I've been gagging
for a bit more flesh from our nubile teen. Her choice of
attire only serves to cement her fate........
Having shared an introductory handshake, I begin to impose my
will on Britney's mind. It does not prove difficult. She
quickly learns that her body no longer responds to her
commands, but moves to a different tune altogether. Sliding
my chair back from the desk, I position Britney atop the oak
furnishing. For the next few minutes, she strikes a series of
increasingly erotic poses - progressing from gazing up at me
longingly with those doe eyes; to lying on her back, legs
apart, simulating masturbation. Having received this taste of
just how sexy Miss Spears can be, I usher her over onto my
lap. There is little doubt that she can feel my hardness
through my trousers (the micro-skirt she wears offers no
protection whatsoever); it causes her to squirm slightly - a
movement that only increases my arousal. There is nothing I'd
like better than to part those pert cheeks and pump my way
into her anus. Well, actually there is one thing.....
As she sits like a dutiful child upon my lap, I move my hands
to her breasts. The fabric is ridiculously thin, proving no
obstacle to my molestation. Her nipples are already hard -
and threatening to burst through the spangled boob-tube - as I
twist them slightly, Britney responds with a sharp intake of
breath. Miss Spears' breasts have been the subject of
considerable debate for some time now. Did she actually have
a boob job? Did Daddy really pay? (And, when she went in for
a stomach tuck, did the doctors really find semen in her
belly....?) For some reason, Miss Spears is a particular
target for such gossip - perhaps because she dresses like a
slut, people feel obliged to treat her like one....
The breast enlargement rumour has been bandished about for
some time; ever since the young star spent a number of weeks
in
convalescence, nursing a 'strained ankle', before reappear
with
considerably larger assets. The debate reached fever pitch
when Miss Spears appear live on children's television,
performing her hit
single 'Baby One More Time' without the benefit of a bra. Her
rock hard nipples were soon plastered all over the net -
seeming to provide proof to the rumour. So, with Miss Spears
now totally in my thrall, is it any wonder I decide to
investigate the naturalness of her breasts? Actually, I had
already received confirmation of the truth of this rumour long
before our meeting - yes, they are implants (Q. What kind of
person has a breast implant operation when they have only just
turned 17? A. A slut.) - but I've never been one to miss the
chance to reap undue humiliation upon a poor little
starlet.....
Thus, with Britney wriggling on my lap, I seize the
opportunity to carefully weigh and compare each of her tits -
taking care to make my study as thorough and as obvious as
possible. The humiliation Britney feels is tangible. I dip
into her mind, savouring her feeling of complete shame.
Despite her sluttish image, Britney protests to be a good
little Christian girl - finding the humour of 'South Park'
sacrilegious - thus my treatment fills her with humiliation.
My assault is mental as well as physical - informing her that
this is what she deserves; if you act like a slut.......
Britney's protestations of strong morality appear to be
contradicted by her image. Is this not the girl who appeared
on childrens' television sans bra? Did she not pose for that
infamous 'Rolling Stone' shoot; pictured pushing a child's
bicycle with the word 'baby' stencilled upon her extremely
attractive backside? These acts (another shot showed her
holding a teddy bear close to her scantily clad form) appear
to show her playing the Lolita card - titillating men with the
temptation of jailbait meat. So, either her claims of strict
religion are entirely factitious and she really is the slut
she appears to be, or, she is willing to forsake her belief in
order to sell records. Either way, she is now being taught a
valuable lesson.......
She has a good body - toned and fit (enhanced in all the right
places) - with what appears to be an all over tan. It seems
that, somewhere in the world, Britney Spears sunbathes in the
nude - I wonder how much the paparazzi would pay for that
information.....?
That evening, the net plays host to the first ever broadcast
of 'The Cosmo Show'. The format is traditional; its content
is most certainly not. The web is the ideal format - imagine
the number of potential viewers. When one is as practised in
the art of celebrity degradation as I am, one knows that the
number witnessing the
humiliation is central to the pleasure. The show is free to
access - what is money to a man like myself? The net also
allows a degree of interactivity; viewers are able to lodge
requests for potential guests - always give the people what
they want......
Thus, Miss Spears is a logical choice as the show's first
guest. On the show, Britney will be brought face to face with
the client with whom I arranged her degradation. Indeed, this
meeting will prove an undoubted highlight.......
After much deliberation, I decided to compeer the show myself
- hidden behind a spitting image mask of Letterman (a man
whose show has done wonders for pervs everywhere - witness the
wonders of a cold studio). Despite reservations (I have never
sought a public face), the opportunity was simply too good to
miss - thus, equipped with a
concealing voice-box, I reluctantly stepped into the
spotlight.
First up is Britney - strolling (or should that be bouncing)
into the studio clad in a low cut, extremely fitting, leather
bodice and matching shorts (showing her delicious peach to
full effect) - all of which hug her figure most attractively.
Her hair is tied into those trademark pigtails. As she chats
to Cosmo, the camera lingers
lustfully upon her cleavage; pulling back just far enough to
reveal a pair of rock hard nipples threatening to burst
through the fabric. It seems Miss Spears 'forgot' to wear a
bra. Tut tut..........
Our interview is short but revealing (a bit like her outfit).
Every question relates to how it feels to be lusted after by
men all over the world. Under normal circumstances, Britney
would erect a polite defence, and, were such questioning to
continue, she would ultimately walk out in disgust. Tonight,
such a response is not an option. Instead, she must answer
each question as it comes - with complete honesty. In doing
so, she proves categorically to a world- wide audience just
what a slut she really is......
Yes, she did have a breast augmentation. She knows full well
that her popularity is built upon her fuckability - the more
men want to fuck her senseless, the more records she sells.
Yes, she intended to go braless at the 'Kids' Choice' awards -
she wanted to show off her new tits; to give the dads
something to wank over. Yes, she likes being a pin-up; the
thought of men all over the world beating off over her image
makes her horny. Does she mind being judged solely on her
looks? Not at all - she is all too aware where her talent
lies...... After the refreshing openness of this interview,
Britney is
scheduled to perform her hit single, 'Baby, One More Time'.
Throughout her act, the camera zooms in wilfully upon her
pneumonic physique; those firm thighs, those pert buttocks,
the bounce of that ample chest, those eminently pokey nipples
- she really is a wank doll.....
By the time her performance grinds to an end, Britney is
soaked with a thin film of sweat - giving her a delicious
post-coital
appearance. As the audience (all men naturally) bay out their
approval, Britney is joined on-stage by her fellow guest......
I have had infrequent contact with Ms Ciccone for over a
decade. Our first 'encounter' came when I was employed by a
group of enraged Republicans (precisely the same people who
attempted to employ me after Spears' controversial 'Rolling
Stone' shoot) determined to teach this sexually provocative
superstar a lesson. Under my
influence, her playfully controversial phrase - 'boy toy' -
became a self-description.....
Over the ensuing years, I influenced Madonna's movement from
tease to satisfier. Soon, she was no longer just flaunting
her
sexuality; she was selling her actual body. After the
infamous 'Justify My Love' promo, came the soft-core 'Sex' -
in which the panties came off.......
After this publication, I confess to a lack of interest.
Having satisfied my sexual fantasies with the era's female
icon (having seen her forcibly raped while wearing a
schoolgirl uniform), there seemed little left with which to
degrade her. The release of 'Ray of Light' came as a bolt out
of the blue. Suddenly, Madonna was fuckable again......
Never one to rest on my laurels, I immediately indulged myself
(at one point fucking her while her baby watched) - and, while
rummaging through her mind, unexpectedly came across her
feelings for Miss Spears. As a woman now hitting 40, it is
little wonder that Madonna feels a certain bitterness towards
this new pop icon; however, the fact that this bitterness
manifests itself in the form of
degradation fantasies is a rather more pleasant surprise.
Suddenly, I had found my client......
Thus, here we are. Madonna has arrived to humiliate her young
rival live on the world wide web - unaware that in fact she
too has been manipulated into this scenario by my own gentle
machinations....
The older woman steps straight over to the younger, who,
despite her mind's resistance, immediately falls to her knees
before her mistress. Taking great care and deliberation (a
theatricality put on for the cameras), Madonna attaches a dog
collar to Britney's neck. Having fastened this firmly in place
- tight enough to cause some discomfort - she then connects it
to a lead. Britney Spears - for all her pretensions of
celebrity and stardom - is now walked across the room like a
common bitch. As she crawls along on her hands and knees,
Britney struggles to keep up with her mistress; receiving a
brutal jerk of the choker for her troubles.
They make quite a pair, mistress and pet. I have already
described the fuckability of young Miss Spears, allow me a
moment with Ms Ciccone. Despite her age, Madonna has lost
none of her sex appeal - quite remarkable given the regularity
with which she has paraded nude for our pleasure. Tonight,
she is clad in eastern garb - a light loose flowing fabric
that does little to conceal her curves. She is
undoubtedly back to her best - a fit, toned physique, more
than
complemented by the knowing smile that so often adorns her
most
fuckable phases. It is a smile that invites us to wank off
over her. It is a smile of power. Sadly for Ms Ciccone, it is
a smile of my power - despite appearances, Madonna is not here
entirely through choice (although she has no inkling of this);
her mind has been subtly manipulated by an outside force.
Guess who?
As Madonna sits for her interview, she ushers her pet under
the desk. Obediently, Britney unzips my pants; pulling my
already hard cock into the camera's sight. The screen has now
split - one half shows Cosmo's interview with Madonna (who
repeatedly glances down to view her pets handiwork - an
extremely artificial coyness that enhances her attraction),
while the other focuses on Miss Spears taking my cock into her
mouth.
Her technique is quite impressive - serving as proof of her
experience (daddy must be pleased....). She begins by using
her tongue; lapping p and down my length like a little girl
with a
lollipop. Having given the camera a lingering shot of this
motion, Britney moves onto stage two; clamping her lips around
my head and sucking visibly. She looks so fucking cute;
cheeks hollowing with each sucking motion. Soon, she is
gobbling my cock - impressively taking the full length into
her throat (clear evidence that this is not her first time);
using the gag reflex to titillate as only an experience whore
can......
My hands drop under the table, positioning themselves on
either side of her head - indeed, using her pig-tails as
handles - providing a steadying influence as I start to
frantically fuck her face; all under the gaze of an
increasingly aroused Madonna.
As Madonna sucks her finger suggestively; casting exaggerated
glances under the desk to watch her pet at work - I pump my
hips with pace. To her ******, Britney matches my speed,
never losing position on my cock. Under such circumstances,
it is understandable that I quickly reach climax. With only a
grunt of warning, my spunk is blasted into young Britney's
mouth. Keen though I am to have Britney swallow her protein
supplement, I instruct her to keep a quantity of come on her
tongue. Her mistress then pulls her roughly to her feet,
forcing her to open her mouth to the camera. We zoom in on
the white goo gathered upon her outstretched tongue. Madonna
then leans in, taking her pet's tongue (and its protein
deposit) deep into her own mouth. They french kiss for a
number of minutes - tongue's deep in the other's mouth - all
caught longingly upon the numerous cameras.
After this, Madonna reasserts her domination; pulling her pet
back down onto her knees. This time it is Madonna that is to
be the recipient of young Britney's oral technique.
Maintaining a symbolic hand on the leash (it is not needed -
Spears has no option but to obey), Madonna turns her back and
slips off her loose fitting pants, before reaching forward to
touch her toes. Britney is now face to face with the older
woman's buttocks. Under my instruction, she pulls the cheeks
apart before sliding her tongue into Madonna's asshole.
Once again, we witness the entire act in extreme close-up and
from multiple camera angles; and what an act it is. Madonna
is
evidently enjoying the sensation; she wriggles about quite
uncontrollably, with her breathing growing audibly
noisier......
Soon, Madonna is demonstrating her own oral technique -
swallowing my cock whole - while Britney accompanies by gently
sucking upon my balls. After shooting my juice all over their
faces (great for the skin, allegedly....), Madonna sits atop
Britney's face, while I slip a fat black dildo into the
seventeen year old's asshole. It hurts her, but her cries are
muffled in Madonna's cunt. Judging from the look on the older
star's face, young Britney appears rather competent at the
technique of carpet munching - perhaps she has previous
experience in this field as well.....?
Having reached a climax, Madonna adjusts her position to
address the camera (and the audience) directly. She tells us
that her bladder's full, that she really needs to go to the
toilet; but its so comfortable atop Britney's face - would we
mind if she used the little starlet as a human toilet?
Having received an extremely loud answer to her rhetorical
question, Madonna shuffles as if to get more comfortable
(actually grinding herself harder and harder against the
captive teens face - for it is at this moment I give Britney
back completely awareness of her predicament; if not the
ability to respond to it........), before unleashing a stream
of piss straight into Britney's gaping mouth. She swallows
instinctively - receiving only a splattering of urine across
her face.
I take great pleasure in strapping a fat dildo to Madonna's
pelvis. Her inability to stop me provides conclusive proof
that her alleged control has been a charade. I savour her
incredulance; Madonna is used to being the aggressor, to using
her body as a means of power over men. Her contempt for the
male sex takes a sever battering in the face of my complete
control - I enjoying mocking her for such
helplessness.
Almost immediately, Britney is forced onto all fours; before
Madonna roughly plunges the plastic cock deep into her tight
little teeny rectum. It hurts like hell. Tempted though I am
to shove my cock back down Britney's throat, I resist - I
don't want to muffle her agony. Instead, I lift up a little
hand-held camera. With this, I move in close - capturing the
look of excruciating agony on her face, capturing every
torment scream......
After Britney has received this bum fucking, I force both
women down onto their knees. From there, I attach collars and
leads, before walking them like a pair of obedient little
bitches over to the
audience. The question is put to the audience - what next...?
Although the main response is a desire to fuck them senseless,
a young teenager in the front row catches my eye. His
suggestion is to spank them - to teach them just how powerless
they are. I like it. Allowing my pets to stand, I position
them with their backs to
the audience, before ordering them to bend forward and grip
their ankles. We now get a great view of their fine peaches -
stretched by the curve of their backs, their cheeks part
naturally, giving the audience a nice view of open cunt lips.
I now produce a cane, rubbing its cold shaft against their
exposed skin. Instinctively, they
shudder; not knowing what I am holding, they long to flee - a
desire they are unable to fulfil.
I choose Britney first. The cane connects with a resounding
swish, creating both an anguished scream from the recipient
and an immediate red whelt upon her buttocks. I wait
teasingly for the pain to ease, before swinging again. This
time her scream is even louder - a record she improves upon
with the third stroke; brought down against her pussy lips.
Having reduced Miss Spears to tears, I move to her companion.
While I have been spanking the young starlet, Madonna has been
writhing noticeably - rubbing her fine thighs together. Using
the cane, I expose her cunt to both audience and viewers at
home. It is wet. Ms Ciccone has become extremely aroused by
the sight of her rival's humiliation. It seems Madonna enjoys
a spot of S & M - the prospect that she was next has got her
juices well and truly flowing. I don't disappoint - indeed,
such a slut deserves an even greater spanking. When I finish,
even the mighty Madonna has been reduced to
tears by my sheer brutality. Her ass is raw and bleeding - a
situation I exacerbate by applying a copious quantity of salt.
Britney is by now absolutely petrified. Still feeling the
throbbing of her own skin, she fears a resumption now that
Madonna has been broken. In the end, I elect to be generous.
I do not spank her further - instead I throw my pets into the
audience........