The Concert.

[just a high bitch]

"I am so fucking stoked for this BlackVeilBrides concert." Said Zabithia.
"So am I. I'm really hoping that I will be able to make it backstage. think I'll make it?" I ask.
"Bitch please." she replys, "looking like that? Luc, you KNOW you could make it in anywhere. I mean, damn girl!"
Looking in the mirror, I smile. Though I was given the boyish name of Luc, I was blessed with an amazing body. I have flawless skin, and I have mile long legs. I am quite skinny, but i work out a lot so I am very toned. I have nice tits and a firm ass, a body girls would kill for. Tonight im dressing to impress, with a short black skirt and a tight black tank that show off my boobs and also rides up to show off my black tramp stamp on my lower back. my pin straight but think hair falls to my mid back framing my girlish face. I have deep blue green eyes that ive lined with black eyeliner and mascera. My full lips are lined in red. I have to admit, I look pretty fucking hot, all the way down to my 6 inch high heels.
Zabithia on the other hand, is kinda a plain jane. just your standard white girl. But I love her, I mean after all, I've lived with her since my mom left me when I was 11.
We hear a car honk outside, and we run out to met our friend ready for the concert.

When I jump in the car it smells like weed. I smile. I love how predictible my friends are. i take a couple hits on the way there.
"By the way Luc, yu look really fucking hot." Shane slurs. I giggle in response and give him a quick kiss on the cheek as we get out of the car. As we are walking inside, I see the backstage entrance. Thats my goal. I see Andy Six walking past farther down the hallway. I leave my friends and start looking through my bag as if searching for something. I rasie my vocie a bit louder than nessecary and tell him i seem to have lost my vip pass. Andy looks over and I see him give me the once over. I can see he likes what he sees. the gaurd starts to send my away when Andy Six stops him.
"Oh there you are! I've been looking for you. Dont worry pedro, shes my guest." Andy says in his deep, sultry voice. he takes me by the hand and says that hes taking me back to his room and I cant believe my luck. I am being taken back to my favorite male singers room. Me. holy mother fucking shit.

[just a high bitch]

"So did you really lose your VIP pass?" He asks on the way back.
"No I just really wanted to meet you." I giggle.
"Well you are very lucky I saw you. And you are very lucky youre that attractive. but," he says as we walk into his room, "I'm going to want payment." Smiling, he pulls me in the room and closes and locks the door, and he slams me against the wall, pinning my arms above my head, his lipshis lips hovering above mine. I gasp slightly, staring straight into his blue gray eyes. suddently, theres a knock on the door.
"Andy! you're on in ten!" A voice say. I hear the footsteps walk away, slowly growing fainter.
"Saved by the show, hmm? Well we will continure after the show, sweetheart." Andy quietly whispers. He then kisses me softly on the lips,biting my lower lip ever so slightly. the then throws me into the closet at the back of the room and locks it, for me to wait out the show.

[wantsomefun]

This has the makings of a very interesting story. One suggestion -- hit the "enter" key twice at the end of a paragraph. It makes it a hell of lot easier to read.

I'm curious to know why you're putting this up in such short snippets. What you've given us so far would hold a reader's interest if it had appeared as a single post.

Please keep going. I'm imagining all kinds of depraved things following this intro.

[just a high bitch]

My heart beating quickly from lust and the speed of what just happened, I sink to the floor of the closet to figure things out. I that I acted completly on a whim by going up to that gaurd, "Pablo", but to have been rescude by none the less Andy Six?? but then to have been brutally forced around...and more for it to cause a tingling in my pussy...would my friends realize I was gone? Nah, they were to stoned to realize anything, including the disappearance of me. I can just hear the sound of the concert starting, recognizing a few of the songs. Two songs in I hear a dedication to..."the girl in my closet, awaiting her fate." I gasp, knowing hes talking about me... After all, I don't see any other girls in the closet.

I then begin to take in my surroundings. Also stuck in the closet with me are some of his clothes, including a few tanks tops and pairs of blackskinny jeans. But there are also two whips, hand cuffs, and some silk ties.

[just a high bitch]

Originally Posted by wantsomefun

This has the makings of a very interesting story. One suggestion -- hit the "enter" key twice at the end of a paragraph. It makes it a hell of lot easier to read.

I'm curious to know why you're putting this up in such short snippets. What you've given us so far would hold a reader's interest if it had appeared as a single post.

Please keep going. I'm imagining all kinds of depraved things following this intro.

I have a really shitty computer, and sometimes it shuts down at random times. So its safer if I just put it up in short snippets.

[Pussy Shark]

I like it so far! It's different in a good way! I can only imagine what's to come!

[just a high bitch]

I'm waiting in the closet for about 2 hours before I hear the door unlock. My heart beat speeds up rapidly, anticipating what comes next. I hear him come inside the room, sending two other girls away. He slams the door closed, and i hear the turning of the key. I look out through the slats in the door and i see him walk over to a tall cabinet and slip it on top.I'm locked in.

Shit.

"Hey sweetheart." He says, in a low somewhat raspy voice. It sends shivers through my body, and I'm not cold. He opens the door and he looks down at me and laughs at the sight of me on the floor. I stand up, and he takes me by the hand and leads me out,appraising my body.

"Whats your name cutiepie?" He asks, tilting my head up so that I'm looking him straight in the eyes.
"L-L-Luc." I manage to stammer, and I run my hand through my thick hair.
"Well, Luc, you are in MY room now. That means what I say goes. And dyou do what ever I say. Got it?" He tells me, pulling my body close to his, wrapping one arm around my waist, the other holding my head fimly in place.

"Got it..." I murmur. With that he grabs my arms and throws me up against the wall, his mouth hovering over mine. With our lips touch he says, "Good." He then presses his mouth to mine, his lips surpisingly soft. I part my lips slightly and I feel his tongue dart into my mouth. He drags the tip of his tongue across the roof of my mouth, sending shivers down my spine. I arch my back and twist my legs around his waist. He lets my arms go and he puts one hand up the back of my shirt. He puts the other op my skirt, holding my ass but still fimly keeping my pressed against the wall. I put one hand on the back of his head, pressing him to me even more. I feel him unsnap my bra, with only one hand. He then picks me up and carries me to the bed in the corner of he room. He then throwns me down, as if I was just a rag doll.

"Take your shirt off,slut." he barks. I gasp, but I do it anyways. Then he climbs on top of my and rip my bra off. Only then do I notice the silk ties on the headboard. But by then he had already tied me down.

[Rutger5]

Question -are you high writing this?

[just a high bitch]

My eyes widen and I look up at him, feeling very vulnerable. He takes his shirt of, and smiles at me, before crawling on top of me. Running his hands through my hair he whispers, "Luc, my dear, you are in for a night of fun." kissing my lips lightly, he makes a trail of nips down to my collarbone, and he kisses it just barely. But then he bite down harder, making me gasp loudly.

"Hmmm, looks like i drew a bit of blood." He says laughingly. He wipes his finger in it and drags it down my cheek, making me shudder. He then trails his mouth down to my nipple, and grazes it with his teeth. I arch my back unvolentarily, trying to push it further into his mouth. but he decides to torture me instead by drawing away. I allow a small moan escqape my lips. I hear his low laugh, and feel his warm breath hovering on my nipple, but instead he nips around it, sending shock waves down my spine every time. His long fingers travel their way up my taut stomach and trace my ribs, ceating goosebumps where they travel. One of his hands slips around to the small of my back and begins to trace patterns, slowly getting closer to the band of my skirt.

"Lower...." I moan, not meaning to but my lust taking over. "Make the tortue stop...."
"Baby, if you think THIS is torture you had better get ready for whats to come....."