It had been a long day getting set up for an evening concert and nothing had gone right. Britney Spears was in a foul mood and no one was escaping her wrath. From the stage manager to the soundman, all were feeling the lash of the teen stars tongue. The last straw came during the sound check. The bass player, a guy named Kevin missed an entry and Britney blew up at him.
“You stupid fucking son of a bitch, how in the world did a dumb piece of shit like you end up playing in my back up band.” The blonde star raged. “You’d better get your shit together you dumb mother fucker or I will have your ass replaced by a trained monkey, do you fucking understand me?”
Kevin could only nod and try to apologize, which was of course ignored. The crew looked on quietly, not wanting to have the temperamental singer notice them. It wasn’t the first time Kevin had suffered Britney’s wrath and it wouldn’t be the last, and most of them figured better him than me.
As with many things in life, rehearsals that go bad end up spawning performances that go very well and that night’s concert was no exception. Everything went off without a hitch and the audience got every bit of their money’s worth. Britney knew by the wet feeling between her legs that the concert was a success. When things went well it always made her horny. Unfortunately she couldn’t go right to her dressing room and relieve her tension. Once the concert was over she had to meet with some reporters and fans. It was almost an hour after the concert was over before Britney finally was able to lock the door to her dressing room and relax.
She walked into the bathroom and began to slowly take off the skintight costume she had ended the show in. The top hit the floor freeing her large firm breast, the cool air of the room causing her pink nipples to harden instantly. Britney ran her hands over the breasts, pinching her nipples, causing a wonderful combination of pain and pleasure in her breasts and her clit. She slipped her hands into the waste band of the low cut pants and slipped them off, as her hand rubbed her hairless slit, one finger penetrating the depths of her pussy while the other rubbed her swollen clit. No doubt about it, America’s sweetheart was horny as hell and ready to soak in a hot bathtub and finger her cunt until the lust in her body was satiated.
As Britney bent over to start the water, she was grabbed from behind. Her hands were pulled behind her back and bound, and a gag replaced the hand that covered her mouth.
“Okay bitch now your going to learn a lesson about embarrassing people in public.”
Britney’s eyes got wide with fear as a hand reached between her legs and discovered the aroused state of her pussy.
“So the little virgin queen is all worked up and no one to take care of her.”
Britney moaned slightly as the hand exploring her swollen womanhood found her clit and began to rub it. She was scared and revolted at the thought of what might happen to her, but her body was betraying her.
“You want to get fucked don’t you bitch?” the still unseen assailant said.
Britney shook her head no, although her pussy was aching for a cock. She had long since given herself to her boyfriend Justin, but kept up the front of being a virgin.
Before she could protest any farther she was being forced out of the bathroom and into the main part of the dressing room. Her eye’s widened in fear when she saw the couch in the dressing room pulled out from the wall and ropes leading around one of the arms. She put her feet out to try and stop the man behind her from pushing her further into the room, but to no avail. He picked her up and carried her to the couch, pushing her head down into the cushions, and tying her hands so she could not move.
“I’ll give you a choice cunt, either you can suck my cock, or I’ll fuck your virgin twat,” the stranger said as he reached for the gag. “If you scream I’ll fuck you and then cut your throat, understand?”
She nodded her head and he removed the gag.
