darkest_fate
machina erotica
- Joined
- Dec 17, 2009
- Location
- the INTERNET
"Nile Queens" had come at just the right time. Ariana's career was so white hot that she likely could have sung the phone book and landed in the top 20. Put her together with Nicki Minaj and create an actual good song that seemed to strongly hint at some kind of secret love? You had a track that blazed straight to the top.
Not to mention a risque video that actually caught Ariana climaxing. To her shame/pleasure, the cameras had caught that and put it into the final product, no doubt thinking she'd either faked it or just gotten excited. The girl had masturbated to that scene, and the memory it contained, a few times already. She'd also managed to tease Nicki enough that they'd had sex in the dressing room, which probably contributed to the rumors.
Now though, now they were ready for the uncut version. Ariana wore the daring bikini, the top barely covering her breasts, showing significant "side-boob" while the bottom nearly outlined her ass almost too well. She'd actually gone and gotten her sex fully waxed, and the lack of hair down there felt weird, great, but weird. Ariana had also had her hair plaited with gold and silver strands, all wrapped around her cat ears so convincing that if you didn't know better, you'd think they were real. Glittery makeup covered her cute little face, highlighting her eyes. Whiskers had been drawn on as well, though the makeup artist Ariana had hired for all this had thought it strange since the shoot was over (thankfully money talked). She also wore a collar that felt just great wrapped around her throat. Ariana had also had her makeup person stencil in some workings around her lower back, little pawprints that if Nicki liked, Ariana intended to make permanent as a marker of what happened. Below those jutted her tail, sticking lewdly out of an ass that had grown used to such things. Ariana flexed her muscles to keep it in as she walked, smiling.
"Hello my queen," she chirped, trying to sound catlike. She entered the room and then ducked low, bowing her head. "Did you require my services, my ebony goddess?" she nearly licked her lips as she stared lustfully at Nicki's body, ready to do just about anything the other woman asked of her.
Not to mention a risque video that actually caught Ariana climaxing. To her shame/pleasure, the cameras had caught that and put it into the final product, no doubt thinking she'd either faked it or just gotten excited. The girl had masturbated to that scene, and the memory it contained, a few times already. She'd also managed to tease Nicki enough that they'd had sex in the dressing room, which probably contributed to the rumors.
Now though, now they were ready for the uncut version. Ariana wore the daring bikini, the top barely covering her breasts, showing significant "side-boob" while the bottom nearly outlined her ass almost too well. She'd actually gone and gotten her sex fully waxed, and the lack of hair down there felt weird, great, but weird. Ariana had also had her hair plaited with gold and silver strands, all wrapped around her cat ears so convincing that if you didn't know better, you'd think they were real. Glittery makeup covered her cute little face, highlighting her eyes. Whiskers had been drawn on as well, though the makeup artist Ariana had hired for all this had thought it strange since the shoot was over (thankfully money talked). She also wore a collar that felt just great wrapped around her throat. Ariana had also had her makeup person stencil in some workings around her lower back, little pawprints that if Nicki liked, Ariana intended to make permanent as a marker of what happened. Below those jutted her tail, sticking lewdly out of an ass that had grown used to such things. Ariana flexed her muscles to keep it in as she walked, smiling.
"Hello my queen," she chirped, trying to sound catlike. She entered the room and then ducked low, bowing her head. "Did you require my services, my ebony goddess?" she nearly licked her lips as she stared lustfully at Nicki's body, ready to do just about anything the other woman asked of her.