1. Backstage slut.


    Date: 8/13/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Authoritarian, BDSM, Blowjob, Body modification, Bondage and restriction, Consensual Sex, Domination/submission, Group Sex, Job/Place-of-work, Males / Female, Masturbation, Oral Sex, Spanking, Author: Flesh of the Fallen Angel, Rating: 90, Source: sexstories.com

    She has pink hair down to her shoulders. She has a nose ring and a stud in the middle of her lip. She’s wearing a singlet with her favorite bands logo on it. The bottom half of it is shredded. She’s wearing a push up bra which brings attention to her lovely D sized tits, which are also pierced. Her tight black jeans cling to her shapely legs. She’s wearing blue converse boots. She has lots of bracelets around her wrists and is wearing several necklaces, mostly from gigs she’s gone to in the past. Her skin is beautifully pale. I am a security guard at the concert. My job is to keep obsessive fans from getting close to the band before the show starts. I’m standing guard back stage, checking peoples passes when they come through my area. I notice the punk girl “sneak” behind some boxes near a service door. I tell my partner to keep an eye on things where I am and that I’ll be back later. I say that I’ve noticed someone trying to sneak back stage and that I will deal to them. He says ok and goes back to checking peoples passes. I tell him it may take a while and I’ll see him later. I get close to the door where she is obviously trying to get to. I stand behind some unused speakers. She pokes her head out from behind the boxes, her pink hair messy and half covering her face. She sprints from behind the boxes to the door. She rushes through the door and slams it behind her. I follow her through the door. She turns and sees me. When she notices the word SECURITY on my shirt, she ...
    runs for it. I keep up easily. She goes down several hallways and tries to hide in a cleaner’s closet. I wait outside the door for a little while. Once she thinks she might be safe, she opens the door and sees me. She gasps and tries to shut the door again. I put my foot in so she can’t shut it. I step in and smile at her. I ask to see her back stage pass and she stammers out some bullshit answer about how she lost it. When I tell her that she has to leave, she looks like she’s about to cry. She begs me to let her stay. She says it’s her dream to see the band. She wants it more than anything she’s ever wanted in her whole life. She says that she would do ANYTHING to see the band. I tell her that she has been a naughty girl and that if she doesn’t leave immediately, she will be punished. She gives me a shy smile and says “That wouldn’t be too bad, if I got to see the band after.” I grab her by her throat and ask her if she is sure that this is what she wants to do. She nods her head and gives me a big grin. I flick the light on and shut the door to give us some privacy. I move her into the center of the room and force her onto her knees. I tell her to lift her shirt up and pull her bra down so I can see her tits. She does as she’s told, smiling as she does. She has little stainless steel balls on either side of her nipples. I ask her if it hurt when they got pierced. She says yes it hurt and yes she loved that it hurt. I grab her left nipple roughly and twist it, listening to her ...
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