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Author's Notes: Don't read this if you're under 18 and don't try this at home. A little short, I know, but it's more an effect piece here. A manipulated pic inspired this so my thanks to the manipulator for it and it just came together. Guess it could be seen as a follow-up to last year's. Enjoy.
While it had gotten accusations the last few years as not being as cutting edge and irreverent as it once was, there was no denying that the MTV Video Music Awards was still one of the hottest and most-anticipated shows around. With the mix of wild music acts, wilder fashions and an atmosphere more fun than most staid shows, the VMA's mirrored the style of the network itself.
Seeing as how she owed so much of her success to MTV, it was no surprise Britney Spears had used past VMA shows to boost her success. 1999, the year she broke out, Britney did a wild dance number of "Ooops, I Did It Again." In 2000, she had made a huge fuss by throatily singing "Satisfaction," then stripping off her tuxedo to reveal a flesh-colored bra and pants, eliciting a massive roar from the crowd.
For 2001, Britney was hoping to try and top herself. She knew she had to make a splash now more than ever, the teeny-bop trend was sinking fast. Taking inspiration from her idol, Madonna, Britney knew a sexy image was what kept her hot and thus planned to get a performance going that would get a rise out of every guy in the audience.
Debuting a new song was a risk, Britney knew, most people expecting her to do one of her somewhat more popular ones. But Britney was pretty sure her performance of "I'm A Slave 4 U" would be one of the show's highlights.
With a body like hers, Britney had little problem getting attention, as last year had proved. While she wasn't quite ready to go naked just yet (she still couldn't believe the producers of the movie she was appearing in refused to let her do a topless scene) she could show some skin and her outfit was doing that. A harem girl-style outfit, with green panties and silk gown, a green bra barely holding back her generous breasts and plenty of jewelry. But the props that would really get attention were the tiger Britney entered stage with and another item she would take on during the performance.
She took a deep breath, brushing her long hair away from her face, adjusting her mike and getting ready. She was still a bit nervous when doing a big performance and this was a big one for sure. Hearing her name announced and the roar of the crowd, Britney took the leash on the tiger, making sure the thing was tame and letting the cage she was standing in rotate to face the crowd, the music starting as the crowd cheered, men hooting at her outfit.
As the song played, Britney moved, going into the dance moves while keeping time with the music and lyrics. She left the tiger behind and reached out her hand to take the other item, one she had been a bit nervous about when it was suggested.
Snakes always freaked people out and Britney was no exception. The idea of a scaly reptile moving on her bare shoulders was a bit off-putting at first but after a few times, she had gotten used to it and was handling the python well. It was well-trained so it wouldn't try to choke her or anything and didn't bite either, so she just managed to dance around with it dangling from her shoulders, tail and head twitching in her outstretched hands.
It was a brief moment was all, one so brief that no one in the audience, watching on television or on stage caught it. Britney was turning her head, putting every sexy note she could into the music, hips swaying as she danced, when she caught the eyes of the snake and saw them seeming to glow a bit.
It could have been a trick of the light, the way the eyes glowed like that but Britney was, for the briefest of moments, frozen and her mind went blank a bit. Then, she was back in her routine, singing and dancing but unable to shake the odd feelings coming over her right now. Feelings of arousal and pleasure, with a dark-skinned man at the center of it all.
Before she knew it, the number was over and Britney was soaking in the roars of the crowd. Smiling, she gave a little bow, then left the stage as a commercial break began. It was the usual chaos backstage, people rushing to get the next act set up, presenters moving around and others racing back and forth. Wiping her brow and taking off her mike, Britney swiftly moved to her dressing room, looking forward to getting out of this outfit. But then again, she did feel....right somehow wearing the outfit of a slave.
Britney shook her head, startled at the sudden thought coming into her mind. Weird, it was like she just felt really hot and aroused right now but at the same time....almost submissive, subservient, almost willing to do anything for a guy. Or rather a certain guy.
"Hello, Britney," an accented voice came from behind her. Britney turned to see a handsome and bearded man of apparent Middle East descent, smiling at her, his eyes sparkling a bit, the snake held in his hands. "Excellent performance."
"Um....Thank you...." Britney said, licking her lips a bit. God, what was this, she just felt so hot and bothered right now just being with this guy. And those same strange submissive feelings came over her twice as much just being in this guy's presence. "And you are?"
"You may call me Ali," the man smiled. "Or actually, you can call me something else by the end of the night."
"Right," Britney said, feeling less pissed than she normally would have under these circumstances. "So, um, anything else?"
Ali was silent, lifting the snake up a bit, the head in one hand. "An exquisite creature," he smiled. "One of my private collection."
"You collect snakes?" Britney asked, uncertain.
"I collect many things," Ali smiled. "In fact, this collection helps me gather items for my other. Let me show you." He held the snake's head up and Britney found herself looking right into its eyes, that glow reappearing, a red flash going into Britney's face. Her eyes widened a bit, then drooped slightly, a sexy expression coming onto her face as the snake did its work.
It was times like these that Ali was grateful one of his ancestors had been a great magician and had passed that craft down through the generations to his children. Although ignored and ridiculed today, there was a great deal of magic in the world and Ali had placed a charm on the snake, one designed to emit a spell that would turn any woman into a loving slave in moments. The brief flash on stage had gotten him in and now the full spell was hitting Britney, putting her under his control.
Ali lowered the snake, its eyes dulling as he looked at Britney. "You may now call me Master," he intoned. "And what is your name?"
"I'm a slave for you, Master," Britney cooed, licking her lips seductively.
"Excellent, slave," Ali said. "Come with me."
"As you wish, Master," Britney said, taking him by the arm and letting him lead her away.
Ali's suite was one of the most lavish in Los Angeles and he paid well enough so no one would talk about any weird goings-on they saw. And those who were tempted to talk were promised a horrific fate for family and friends if they did. Thus, no one would mention seeing Ali leading one of the most famous and gorgeous singers in the world into his suite and locking the door.
Quickly stripping, Ali turned and spoke. "Dance and strip for me, slave." Britney immediately began to dance, the same routine she had performed earlier for the show, only now with the difference that she was doing what a lot of men wished she would done before: Stripping off her clothes. Her top came off, revealing her large round breasts and as she spun around, she undid the silk trail on her panties, letting it fall to the ground. She had her back to Ali, bending over and sliding her panties down to the ground, kicking them away as she faced him, now naked.
Ali's large cock was rock hard by this point as he took in the excellent show. He leaned back on the bed, beckoning Britney towards him. The singer slowly moved forward, still shaking her hips a bit, her various decorations and jewels rattling with the movements, breasts jiggling with every step forward, licking her lips as she took in Ali.
"Stop." At his word, Britney froze right in place, waiting for him to give her another command. "Kneel." Britney instantly fell to her knees as Ali rose, his hard cock in her face. "Open." Britney opened her mouth and let his dick enter her mouth. "Suck."
Britney did, moving her lips up and down his shaft, her tongue showing the skill she had learned cock-sucking over the years with various guys. Ali grinned as he felt her go at it. "Do it only with your mouth, slave. Use your hands to rub your breasts." Britney did so, her mouth moving back and forth on Ali's cock, tongue tickling his penis as her hands pressed her breasts together, pinching the nipples as she went at Ali hard, loving how his cock felt in her mouth. Her breasts kept pushing together, harder and harder as she sucked Ali off, trying to make her Master come. When he did, Britney immediately sucked down every drop of cum that shot from his penis, swallowing it as she kept on rubbing at her hard breasts.
As soon as Britney was done taking in his cum, Ali spoke again. "Get on the bed, on your hands and knees, slave." Britney immediately did so, letting Ali get a good look at her. While most men looked at her ample chest, her ass wasn't too bad either and Ali gripped her cheeks hard, loving the gasp Britney made as he moved his hard cock to her ass, sliding it in.
Britney moaned, her eyes rolled upward as Ali started to go at her, pushing his cock in and out of her ass in a strong, rhythmic motion, pushing into her behind. Britney's groans grew louder as Ali went at her, ramming his cock in and out of her ass, pinching the cheeks hard around his shaft as it plunged deeper into her. Britney could feel only pleasure, her obedience to Ali now no longer a question, she was lost in the epic ecstasy being his sex slave gave. Her cry when he shot his wad into her was greater than any note she had sung.
As Britney collapsed forward, Ali rolled her over and spread her legs to get at her pussy. As he moved his cock in and began to pump her again, Ali felt it was time Britney took a break, perhaps an Egyptian holiday. It would be brief of course but in the end, Ali would introduce Britney to the rest of his harem and see just how good a slave she could be.
THE END
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