butterfly0408
Singularity
- Joined
- Jan 9, 2009
- Location
- An Alternate Universe
12 midnight. Like clockwork, the web cast suddenly popped up on thousands of computer screens across the world. The image was the same as it always started. One beautiful, sexy, blonde with a seductive smile on her face and a lust light in her blue eyes. She wore a skimpy little outfit of lace like she usually did. This week, the color was purple and barely covered her ample sized, perfectly round breasts. "Good evening my faithful viewers. And welcome to the Friday night addition of my little show. Dark Fantasies Sexcast. I am would hostess, the one and only Butterfly."
For a late night sex webcast... Butterfly's show had some pretty good production values. It was a business for the girl behind the camera and all the others behind it as well. What the people on the other side did not see was that there were a small production crew that brought the fantasies to life. Three camera men, one director that controlled the feed as well as bouncer of a sort to keep things cool. They all made a fortune off of it. She was a sexy gold mine. Men were addicted to her. Couldn't get enough of her. No one knew who she really was for she never spoke her real name. To them though, she was simply their little Butterfly. Her signature was the mask she wore over her face. A dazzling Butterfly. Everyone on the show wore masks. Part of the mysterious appeal of the site. Making men wonder every time they saw a sexy blonde on the street if she was their late night fantasy that she brought to them three nights a week.
"It's the last Friday of the month," she said as she walked towards the bed that much action happened upon, "and you all know what that means, right? It's Guest Star night here on my show. This month's winner is a handsome fella that has been a loyal member of the site for a year and a half now. Tonight, he is going to be my 'Master Daniel.' And you will all get to watch as this little slave here is put in her place."
That was his cue. They had talked with him before all this on how it would go. He got to pick out his own mask and name for the night and what kind of fantasy he wanted to have with the Butterfly. This was what he wanted, and as she looked to him and her eyes beckoned him to join her on camera, he was about to get it.
For a late night sex webcast... Butterfly's show had some pretty good production values. It was a business for the girl behind the camera and all the others behind it as well. What the people on the other side did not see was that there were a small production crew that brought the fantasies to life. Three camera men, one director that controlled the feed as well as bouncer of a sort to keep things cool. They all made a fortune off of it. She was a sexy gold mine. Men were addicted to her. Couldn't get enough of her. No one knew who she really was for she never spoke her real name. To them though, she was simply their little Butterfly. Her signature was the mask she wore over her face. A dazzling Butterfly. Everyone on the show wore masks. Part of the mysterious appeal of the site. Making men wonder every time they saw a sexy blonde on the street if she was their late night fantasy that she brought to them three nights a week.
"It's the last Friday of the month," she said as she walked towards the bed that much action happened upon, "and you all know what that means, right? It's Guest Star night here on my show. This month's winner is a handsome fella that has been a loyal member of the site for a year and a half now. Tonight, he is going to be my 'Master Daniel.' And you will all get to watch as this little slave here is put in her place."
That was his cue. They had talked with him before all this on how it would go. He got to pick out his own mask and name for the night and what kind of fantasy he wanted to have with the Butterfly. This was what he wanted, and as she looked to him and her eyes beckoned him to join her on camera, he was about to get it.