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

    Eventually he lets her go and gives the riding crop back to the drummer, who puts it away. She lies on the ground, exhausted and sore. The band goes back to drinking. I join them. After a while, she stops crying and gets up. The drummer removes her handcuffs and gives her a glass of whiskey to drink. The naked, abused slut takes it eagerly. She drinks half of it in one go, then shudders at the taste. She finishes it off quickly. They tell her to stand up with her legs spread and masturbate to entertain them. She gives them a shy look and does as she’s told. She reaches between her legs and rubs her clit with two fingers. She shudders in pain, obviously sore from being flogged. As her hand moves, rubbing her clit, it bumps her large breasts, making them bounce around. She winces in pain. She continues masturbating, just like she was told to. The guitarist says that since she’s such a good fan, she must know all of their songs. She agrees, yes, she knows all of their songs. She’s practically memorized all of the lyrics to all of their songs. He tells her to sing them her favorite song. She looks shocked. She stops masturbating and protests. He threatens to flog her again. She takes a few moments to think, then picks a song and starts singing. Almost immediately she’s told to continue masturbating. She does as she’s told. She can barely concentrate on singing but does a truly excellent job of it anyway. She sings every word beautifully, not making a single mistake. Her voice is ...
    beautiful. Between lines and verses she moans like a whore, obviously enjoying playing with her abused pussy. Right at the end of the song she cums loudly, practically screaming the last few lines of lyrics. The band claps loudly for her, telling her that she’s brilliant and that she is such a great singer. She thanks them and crashes on the couch, exhausted. I bring her a glass of whiskey and tell her that she’s been very good tonight. There’s a knock on the door, it’s the manager again. He said he heard the singing and wondered who the new singer was. They pointed at the drunk, cum-covered slut on the couch. The manager looks at her, asks her to sing another verse of the song and listens very carefully. He nods his head as he listens to her sing. He says that he just heard that the lead singer got arrested an hour ago and that they’d need a new singer. He asks if the band wants her as the new singer. They all agree wholeheartedly. She’s ecstatic. She’s bouncing up and down again, happier than she’s ever been in her life. The manager tells her that she has to do a proper audition when she’s not in her current state. He gives her his business card and tells her to call him tomorrow afternoon. She gives him a big kiss on the cheek and thanks him. He looks horrified, as she’s rubbed some of the cum on her face onto his face. The band members laugh at him as he wipes it off with his sleeve. The manager leaves. She goes and puts his card in the pocket of her pants then starts to ...
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