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darkest_fate

darkest_fate

machina erotica
Joined
Dec 17, 2009
Location
the INTERNET
The money had just come in so fast! Billie couldn't even believe the numbers when she first checked. All she'd done is teasingly suggest during one of her several streams that maybe, possibly, if her fans could raise about five thousand dollars she'd fuck someone on camera. That was that. Then boom: five thousand appeared before the stream had ended. So Billie (professional name: Candy) had struck a deal with her fans. If they could get up to ten thousand dollars, then not only would she set it up to be fucked by someone on camera, but they could actually pick the person doing the fucking.

It took a weekend.

So now the girl was running her hands through her bright pink hair (recently dyed, though she did sometimes use wigs instead) and checking her face. Yeah, Billie looked a little scene/emo and yes, she did occasionally use that sort of cuteness to her advantage. Turns out people were willing to put down quite a lot of money to see a pretty girl dress up like various character sand put on a sexy show for them. Plus, if Billie were being honest, she had to admit that it felt pretty damn good. All those people ogling her? Throwing money just to watch? Take that mean bitches from high school! Who's the freak now?

Billie nodded and ran her hands down her lean body. It came mostly from just not being all that into eating and some light exercising... and a lot of masturbating. Turns out that simulating sex burned calories: who knew? But she did have a halfway decent set of breasts, and the looks of a teenager. Mostly because she was. Legal, though; and she'd made sure to grab her ID. Currently she was just wearing a loose pair of yoga pants and a loose t-shirt. There had been an additional bonus of getting her outfit selected and shown as a surprise. Naturally that goal had been hit, and Billie now had enough money to make it through nearly a year. Go her.

One last adjustment to the camera, and Billie was off, heading out of her bedroom and into the relatively dingy flat she lived in with a few other girls (all currently away, thank God). The male talent should be...

...and of course: the door. Billie walked over opened, and waved for him to enter. "Hey! I'm Billie, well, Candy on screen. The hair and all," she waved for him to enter. "Come in, come in! I got my ID ready on the table for checking and, like, we just got a few last details before we head on to the bedroom. Hope everything's cool. I guarantee you'll get a decent cut off the top and a hefty percentage of any tipping we get for this show."

Hey, she was a professional after all. This was hardly her first showing. And she'd fucked a few guys back in high school too: she could totally handle this.
 
James was sitting on his couch watching the news when he got a text from his agent saying that some cam girl wanted to do a special scene with him. He was intrigued, rarely did the female talent reach out to him, well unless he had already worked with them and the director had something specific in mind, but to be cold called by some cam girl was entirely unheard of. Despite all this, when his agent forwarded him a picture of the girl he couldn't help but smile. She was hot. Bright pink hair, slim body, and pale skin. She rocked the cute little emo girl look perfectly. It only took him a few minutes to tell his agent that he was interested and to go ahead and send her the details. His agent responded a few hours later with her measurements and that she would like him to surprise her with an outfit. Seeing this request made him chuckle as it was an odd one indeed. He wondered just what this girl was trying to get herself into. So, he decided to do some digging and flipped open his laptop. Looking up the girl on the cam site she worked and trying to see just what kind of 'entertainment' she provided. Seeing mostly typical cam girl behavior and modeling made him smirk. He was going to give this little model quite the surprise. After all, he was heavy into the bdsm scene and no longer did just regular adult films. She had to know that by now and so he decided her outfit would be right up his alley.

A few days later James drove to the address given with a few bags containing a multitude of kinky gear for the scene in his passenger seat. He was quite surprised when he pulled up to an average looking flat and parked. With his price he was shocked this would be where they would be filming. He stepped out of the car and straightened his clothes before grabbing the bags and walking up to the front door. He knocked twice and gave the girl a quick smile as she answered the door. Despite her casual clothes he could still make out her figure and couldn't help but get a little hard. His pants clearly tightening up around his crotch as he stepped into the home. "Billie, nice to meet you. I'm James. I brought you some clothes that I think you'll like. The receipt is in one of the bags." He mentioned as he set the bags down next to the door and followed the girl over to the table where her ID was sitting. He picked it up and looked it over. Bending it slowly to make sure it wasn't fake and then inspecting the picture before looking Billie over. He was satisfied that she was legal. With that he reached into his back pocket and presented his paperwork showing that he was tested a few days ago and was clean as well as his ID if the girl was curious. "Do you have your papers?" He asked as he did not see them on the table and was not about to fuck this girl raw unless she could prove she was clean. As James waited he wondered what she would think of the clothes in the bag. He had got her a pair of pink knee high socks, black converse, a pair of crotch-less pink panties, a miniskirt that hopefully only went about halfway down her ass. A crop top that hopefully barely contained her chest as well as nipple clamps, a collar, a blindfold, and a ball gag. James stood there patiently waiting for the girl to procure her papers.
 
Billie nodded. She had half figured, half hoped, that the guy would include the cost of the various materials out of his payment or whatever. But Billie could definitely settle the couple hundred dollars it would cost to get whatever settled. She just took the bag and peeked, nodding a little. It struck her as a pretty good outfit at a glance. She'd get a better look at it later. For now, they had the paperwork and whatnot to get through.

"Oh, right, those!" Billie said. She'd all but forgotten that bit. She held up a finger, before turning and heading into her bedroom. It was a matter of digging around for a little, before finding the sheets her doctors had prepared. Papers in hand, Billie headed back out to meet him again. "There you go! sorry about the delay. I keep forgetting," she shrugged, then handed the papers over. His own had checked out, which definitely worked out well overall. They'd already settled the terms: one shoot. Creampie included. There had been talk about safe words or something, but Billie had mostly ignored that. Like people really needed safe words for sex.

The girl took out the various bits that had been prepared for her, holding them up and nodding as she got a better look. She paused, brow furrowing, as she saw a few other bits in the bag. Blindfold, she knew. Gag, she knew enough. "Uh, yeah," she said, pursing her lips. "Maybe we'll work up to that or something?" Billie shrugged, then nodded. "Right, so," she smiled teasingly, "did you want me to change in front of you or did you want me to go back and come out so you can check it? Oh, we've totally got to do the shoot in my bedroom. The setup's there and all the fans are pretty well eager to see it in normal. It's, like, pretty well how I do things," Billie shrugged.

After all, it was just another day of shooting. She had more than enough of those under her belt.
 
James watched as Billie emerged from her bedroom holding her papers. He smiled at her as she seemed a little eager to get started and wondered just what this girl was like. She had to know how he performed, if not it would be quite the surprise for her. He watched her look at the things he got her and couldn't help but toss her a curious glance when she hesitated with the bdsm hardware. Hearing her comment about working up to it he chuckled and said. "No, we will be using that. It's kind of my specialty. Now, do you have a safe word? Or will red work for you?" He asked as he pulled a chair from the table and turned it around so that when he sat he would be facing her. He smiled and said. "Why don't you change in front of me. Give me a little show, get the hardware working." He teased as he grabbed his already semi-hard cock. His eyes moved over her body and he wondered just how shameless this girl was. He was curious about how she fucked. Over his career he had encountered all kinds of girls. Though lately most of the talent he worked with showed up ready to play the role of a submissive. So he was a little rusty with the typical flirting and teasing of the talent before the filming. He was also a little put-off by the lack of a camera crew and a director to shoot the shit with. He knew going into this that it would most likely be on her cam site so there would be no crew or director, but still when he got in a groove he tended to stay in it. His eyes slowly moved over Billie as he slouched a bit in the chair and spread his legs so that his crotch was readily available should Billie decide to give him a bit of a dance or if she would just change in front of him. While waiting for the young girl to act his eyes continued to roam over her body and he was getting excited to dominate this girl. She was already looking like she would be quite a fun fuck. Though he couldn't quite tell if she was going to bend to his will or if he was going to have to try to get her to behave.
 
Using that? Billie looked back at the bag, then back at the guy, wondering if he was joking or something. The mention of safe words came back up, which had her wondering yet again. Billie blinked, tilting her head slightly to the side. Did he really mean all that? Or was this part of the show or something? There was something... terrifying? Exhilarating? Arousing? About his confidence.

At least Billie understood the next bit. She smiled teasingly, her eyes lighting up for a moment. Girlish hips cocked from side to side as the girl rocked slightly in place. "What, you're not already getting up?" she said teasingly. Her eyes drifted toward his crotch, noting the slight bulge already developing. He looked pretty much like what she expected there. After all, this was hardly Billie's first time handling a cock. Or teasing. She did wish that she'd at least started in better clothing if she was going to do it.

Still with that teasing smile, Billie reached down to the bottom of her t-shirt. She bit her lip as her fingers rolled at the fabric, baring just the barest hint of pale white flesh. The girl had the almost unnatural paleness about her: one that showed everything and seemed to fear the sun. A bit of that showed with undulating abdomen as the girl teasingly, slowly, drew her shirt up. As it neared the bottom of her breasts, Billie started walking forward. The teenager rolled her hips with every step, almost swaying. One footfall after another took her to just in front of him. Once there, she removed the shirt entirely, dropping it in his lap. A standard grey bra held perky teenage tits together, cupping them.

"Ta da!" she said, holding up her hands, letting her breasts bounce. "Titties!" giggling, she wiggled her hips a little, giving a little girlish bow, her pink hair shifting around her face. "Did you want to take the pants off yourself?" She reached down to her waistband, pulling it out slightly, showing off a little of the girlish body beneath. A peek of matching gray panties could be seen as well: nothing too sexy, but, well, she hadn't counted on trying to arouse that much until now...
 
James watched as the girl moved towards him. His eyes soaking in the sight before him. He was impressed to say the least. This teenager moved well, her body screaming out its sexual desire with every walk and sway of her hips. He couldn't help but get more aroused knowing that he was about to have complete control over her. Watching her plop her shirt in his lap he smirked and licked his lips. His eyes moving to her waist and taking a peek at what hid underneath her yoga pants. Hearing her ask if she wanted to take the pants off himself he said nothing. Reaching forward with both hands coming to rest on her hips. He pushed against her left hip and then right hip, making her sway in front of him before his right hand slid along her smooth pale flesh towards the front of her body. Coming to rest right on the top of her pubic bone. He held it there firmly, using the grip on her left hip to push her into his right hand as his left hand slid slowly down to her tight little ass. Without warning he delivered a quick hard smack to her rear. Watching as she tensed he slid his right hand down to her waist line and grabbed onto the elastic waistband of her yoga pants. "I'd love to Candy." He teased calling her by her porn name. Though he did not take off her yoga pants right away. He slowly pulled them down, letting them peel off her ass and then come to rest at about mid thigh before his left hand delivered another firm spank to her pale flesh. He looked up at her and said. "Guess you got me ready nice and quick. Your one hot piece of ass darling." He teased as his right hand slid up her inner leg and then over to her right hip before moving to her rear as well. He cupped Billie's ass and pulled her into him hard. Making her fall into him. "Why dont you jump up on this lap and let me see what I'm working with." He wanted her to straddle him as his left hand slid down to her left hamstring and began to lift it while his other hand slid smoothly up her spine, dragging his fingernails along her flesh before coming to her bra and giving it a quick flick with his fingers to pop the tab allowing Billie to remove it if she so desired. His hand continued its journey up her back and finally came to rest on her head. Her ear being cupped by his thumb and index finger. His hand had a firm grip on her head as he pulled her lips to his and gave her a deep kiss. His tongue ran along her lips before he pulled her away and released his hands entirely. Putting them above his head as his eyes moved over her, slowly devouring her perfect pale little body before coming to rest on her own as he smirked and waited to see if she wanted, or even could, make the next move in this little foreplay they had going.
 
Ooh, silence. How domineering and sexy. It took all Billie had not to giggle again as those hands reached out for her. She felt herself shiver ever so slightly as those rough digits played against her flesh. she could feel them, hovering just above her pubis as if to lightly tease. Then a sudden shift. "Hey there!" she let out, adding a little squeal. The hand moved, and Billie yelped again as she felt a quick smack to her bottom. The perfect bubble of her rear did look quite enticing, especially in those yoga pants. Billie knew this, of course, but she didn't generally encourage much playing around back there.

The hands moved back before Billie could say much, and she grinned as he said her teasing name. "Well, what are you waiting for?" she asked, rolling her hips again, abdomen undulating with the motion. She felt the hands moved. Her body shifted to let the pants drop, baring more and more pale flesh. The girl rolled ever so slightly, seeming to stay in constant motion. Another spank froze her, and she yelped. Soon Hands gripped ass and she fell forward, nearly stumbling into her lap. Pink hair fell about her face as Billie's hands shot up, barely stopping herself from falling onto into his lap. "Pretty sure I can see," she said, smirking as her hand fell to his lap. She just let her fingers feather there for a moment while she felt his hand going up her back.

The bra gave way. The breasts almost bounded free with relief. Billie rolled her shoulders, letting the bras straps fall. It would take a bit more wiggling or a yank to get them off completely, but they fell enough to bare the breasts beneath. Perfectly perky and almost perfectly shaped: they were as pale as the rest of her. Twin peaks of puckered pink stood at attention atop them, looking like delicious fruits atop mounds of cream.

Billie leaned forward, kissed. Her mouth opened, an experienced tongue darting out to play for a few moments. Then a pull away, and Billie looked down at him. "Sure know how to make a girl anxious, huh?" she said, running her hands along him again. She shifted her head, and rolled again, letting the bra fall free. Her hand extended out to drop it to the side, before she looked down at him, smiling as she saw him taking her in. Then she shifted, all but rolling back as she reached for the clothing. "But I've still got to get this pretty outfit on, remember? Plus, there's no real fun until we get into the bedroom," she shot him a wink as she began rummaging around. She should start with the socks; that would get him going...
 
The smirk on his face grew as he saw how she reacted to his behavior. She was confident; really confident. He was curious how he was going to break that. It was always a game with him when it came to talent that acted like her. He loved to degrade and humiliate them to their core. Break them down into nothing but pure sex and watch how they reacted to reaching such a level. He wondered what made her tick, what were the buttons he needed to push for her to melt in his hands. Today would be a long shoot for sure and be quite fun for them both. Watching as she slid out of his lap and reminded him that she still had to slip the cute outfit on. When she turned he gave her perky ass another playful smack, however he did not retract his hand but instead dragged it down to wear the yoga pants sat. "I'm not done with you Candy." He teased as he grabbed the elastic and pulled her backwards into his lap, making her sit down on his bulging pants as his cock was now fully erect and aching to be set free to ravage the flesh in front of him. He gave her neck a soft kiss as his hands slid forward around her hips and came to rest on her inner thighs. He slid them up onto the soft fabric of her gray panties. He placed another soft kiss on her neck and whispered. "I'm going to have so much fun today. I might even give you a little discount." He teased as his hands slid up her thighs and gave her pussy a slow rub through the fabric before he slid his hands away and down her inner thighs and legs, pulling her yoga pants down to her ankles and then his rough hands slid back up her legs, always staying on the inner more sensitive flesh before returning to her inner thighs where he gave her a playful little pat and said. "Now you may get ready Candy." His hands left her inner thighs as he placed another soft kiss on her neck. Before she could react his hand went to her hair and he gave her a playful shove from the back of her head, forcing her up out of his lap with her yoga pants around her ankles. His eyes moved over the pale flesh slowly and carefully. If any person saw how he looked at her they would compare it to how a predator looks at helpless prey. His eyes traveled from head to toe. Taking in every inch of her body, thoroughly enjoying the view he had. Even if this was a one time thing he couldn't help but consider dating this sexy little model.
 
Another smack meant another squeal. Billie's hands flew to that little bubble above her legs, where she could feel a quick blaze of heat, knowing that a pink mark had appeared upon the field of white, only to quickly fade. Fortunately the gray covered it, though not dimming the pain by much. Slim fingers massaged the flesh a little, while the teen looked over her shoulder, favoring James with an exaggerated pout.

Hand shift. Billie yelped as she fell back against him. Her hands went to support, and she swore she almost felt his cock shoving against her ass. Fabric prevented penetration, but it did make Billie wonder what that was actually going to feel like. The erotic thoughts certainly didn't dim as lips touched neck, making the girl quiver, her thighs shaking ever so slightly. The tremble only increased as his digits pushed against them. Billie felt her legs widening ever so slightly before she could even think about it, hips canting subtly toward him. "Goodie," she said, smiling over her shoulder at him, pink falling about her girlish face. "But you'll totally get your cut, especially if you perform," and Billie was definitely thinking he'd manage that.

The rub nearly made her coo. Her hips rocked for a moment, and she nearly considered suggesting they try a pre-camera fuck to get a feel for each other. Except that technically went against both the terms of the contract and Billie's own morals. She was a professional, not a slut. Instead she merely raised her legs and let the pants slide off her pale body with ease.

A kiss, and a shove, and Billie found herself tumbling forward. She landed hard on her knees with an "Ow," wincing. She again turned, looking over her body to glare at him. "Hey! Careful! I'm fragile, you know," she wiggled her rear, now only with just the thin cotton lining to protect. The girl crawled forward to the clothes, grabbing almost at random. She came up with the skirt. Smiling, she turned to him, and in the same motion, stepped into the tiny thing. She wiggled it up her body, nestling it low on her hips. Hands went up and tugged, and soon the panties dropped, the skirt just barely covering the tiny pink slit that lay beneath, complete with a hairless crotch. Again she wiggled, and this time extended a foot, coyly dropping her panties into his lap. "Want to hand me my new set?" she asked, before reaching over with her toes to grab the top, already pulling it toward her.
 
James watched as the girl moved about on the ground before coming to her feet. He watched as she slid the skirt on before taking off her panties. The move prevented him from getting a complete look at her bare sex, though the skirt he had picked did little to hide her nether region. He couldn't help but chuckle as she dropped her boring gray panties in his lap and asked for the new set as she moved for the top. Seeing the young girl in nothing but the short skirt got him fully hard and ready to act. He was aching to be balls deep in this girl. He was going to have fun with her. He was pleased with how her body reacted to his teasing and new that it would only be a matter of time before she melted in his touch. He could already tell that he would be back again, whether that was for a show or personal enjoyment was yet to be determined. He stood up and let the gray panties fall from his lap onto the ground before he moved to her and his hand wrapped around her waist. He placed a soft kiss on her neck before letting his hand slid down her hip and onto her inner thigh were he gave her a slow rub as his hand worked its way up to her now bare flesh. He was careful not to penetrate her but made sure that he gave her clit a good hard rub before patting her pussy and saying. "Of course Candy, I do want to eventually see you in this outfit." He teased as he released his grip on her and moved to the bags. He pulled out the pink crotch-less panties as well as the collar and gag. "Now you said set, you meant the collar and gag, right?" He teased her as he extended the hand with the panties in it out to her. His eyes moved over her as he handed the panties to her and then moved back towards her. Once again his hand slid around her waist and pulled her into him. He placed a firm kiss on her lips as the hand around her waist pulled the skirt a bit higher so that the lower quarter of her soft pink lips was exposed as well as a teasing glimpse of her ass. He gave her another soft kiss on the lips and said. "It's meant to be worn like that." He teased as his hand gave her another teasing smack and then withdrew itself from her before he moved back to the chair and sat down. He still held the collar and gag in his other hand as his eyes moved over her. "Well, I think it's time you get dressed. Your cute little pussy seems all too eager for my touch." He teased her as his eyes moved over her, analyzing every motion she made, soaking in the pure sex that her body began to embody as he felt that his teasing was beginning to have an effect on her.
 
The teasing drew the guy upright, and Billie had to smile again. All that experience with taunting and flirting had obviously done well, because she had something of an expert right here and he couldn't keep his hands off her. Or his lips, which again lowered to work at her neck. She reached a hand up to try and gently move his mouth away. "Can't mark me up before the shoot," she pointed out, her voice a little cheerful, a little wobbly. After all: he kissed pretty good, and his hands had already started working against her inner thighs. The sensitive flesh quivered under his touch, already quaking as if in raw anticipation.

Said fingers touched against her nether lips for a moment, and Billie let out a gasp as she felt him actually find the little button in just that short time. Her hand went to try and move that aside, only managing to interfere ever so slightly with the light patting. Maybe all her blocking had encouraged him to stop: he did reach for the panties... and the other bits in there. Billie stuck her tongue out at him and took the panties. Her hands went down to step into them, only to find his hand sliding against her hips. Billie's mouth opened in surprise, providing an easy target for the lips that seized them. The teenager again quivered as he yanked her skirt up, rising it a little further on her hips. The movements wafted air against her rapidly warming sex and bottom.

They parted, and she gave him a flirty little smile as he teased again. The smile turned into a yelp turned into a semi-playful glower. "You gotta stop doing that: I can't get all marked up before we get started," she pointed out. Her pale flesh had a tendency to show marking all too quickly. The girl could all but feel the pink on white from his slaps alone.

"You're lucky you're good at this,' she said, again half-teasing. Billie worked the panties up her body, getting them in place. Next came the crop top: the clamps were almost pointedly ignored. Billie's nipples were already standing at attention, making quite obvious targets on said top. She reached down for the socks and looked to the shoes. "Gotta say this is the first time someone got me Converse," she said, smiling up at him as she wiggled the footwear and what she considered the last bits of adornment.
 
He smirked at her reaction to the teasing; the mentioning of not wanting to be marked up before the shoot drew a short laugh from him. James was pleased this was going well he once again looked over the girl as she slid into the outfit. Once she was completely dressed he stood up and said. "Give me a little twirl there Candy." He teased as he stepped forward towards her. Now that she was dressed the scene could begin, but he still wanted to start this scene just right. As he moved close to her he once again brought the collar and gag to attention by raising it with his hand. "The outfit isn't quite ready." He teased her as he set the ball gag down and quickly reached out to her hair. Grabbing a firm handful he used it to pull her into him once more, their bodies colliding as he placed another kiss to her lips and then spun her around, forcing her ass to press into his bulging crotch. He released her hair and put the collar in front of her eyes before slowly lowering it down and letting it slide onto her neck. He gave her ear a soft kiss and said. "We can't have you not collared, it would be a disservice to the fans." He teased as he pulled the collar back, first locking it loosely so that he could pull her hair out of the way and then locking it down tight. Ensuring that the leather was flush against her skin. Once she was collared he let his hands slide down from her neck and come to cup her perky chest. He said nothing to her as his thumb and index finger on both hands quickly found the hard nipples under the shirt and he gave them a slight tweak before stepping away from the model and picking up the gag. "So, lets get started?" He teased as he dropped the ball gag in the bag with the clamps and then picked the bag up. He was going to use these toys on her, but first he wanted to see what her set up was like and what she already had for him to use on her.
 
A little twirl? Billie all but giggled at that, and she raised her hands up, letting the outfit slide a little more. All that bared, white flesh showed on display, from just under her perky breasts to right above that low-slung skirt. Hands locked, Billie gave a little twirl, the skirt rising up a little, allowing glimpses of that softly rounded bubble-butt and a little bit of her almost too-tight slit. She settled, and the skirt settled around her.

"Hey, still not doing--ow!" Billie felt the hair tug. Her soft, smaller body collided with with Jame's larger one. A twist pulled her mouth open, and lips seized hers. The kiss stole breath, made her head spin. Soon her body followed, and that bottom pressed against his groin again. Billie trembled, sliding against him for a little, feeling the cock jutting against, only a little bit of fabric separating sexes. "A collar, huh?" she said. That did sound like something her fans would want, and she'd worn little kitty collars and so forth before. Hair shifted and her neck bared, and the leather collar slid along her neck.

"What kinda collar is this anyway?" Billie asked, bringing a finger up to run along it, checking the thing out, glancing down at it. Hands were coming up, teasing her breasts, and she felt her body rising up as fingers pinched breasts. A tweak made her giggle a little, hand coming up. "Jeez, can't keep your hands off, huh?" Billie said. She turned and winked, before once more spinning, letting the skirt fly up for a moment. The girl strolled into her bedroom.

It looked decidedly girlish. Not simply feminine, but outright girlish: plushed toys and soft colors loaded most of the room. A long, low-slung bed filled up a portion of the room, with a handful of pillows and at least one or two plushies atop it. A camera had been set against the headboard. Billie pointed this out, then pointed toward the second one she had set at a desktop against a wall, and another on a laptop setting on a tray. 'I know it's not professional, but it's pretty advanced for normal. The laptop's brand new and everything," Billie let out a slight giggle, before turning back. "It's been running live, so they can even see us right now," the camgirl leaned over and wiggled a few fingers at her desktop to tease, and she could already see tips coming through, right along with comments about her outfit.
 
James watched as the young model walked off into her bedroom. Admiring how her pert little ass shook with each step and how the outfit complimented her perfectly. She was basically oozing sex appeal and he knew her fans would be pleased. As he entered the bedroom he was shocked to see how girly the whole thing was and wondered once again if this model was ready for the fucking he was about to deliver. He guessed her fans wanted to see the intense contrast of a thoroughly used model in this perfect girly paradise. His eyes roamed over the room as she pointed to the cameras and then mentioned that they were already streaming. He smiled at the camera and said. "Oh really?" As he leaned into the camera on the head board of her bed and then gave the viewers a slight wink. He wondered if they would recognize him and if they would know what was in store for their little candy. He set the bag down and turned to see her bending over to tease the fans on the other camera. Seeing how the skirt rose and revealed most of her ass as she bent he couldn't help but move quickly and deliver a little spank to her rear. Just hard enough to get her to move forward a fraction before he went back to the bag and pulled out the gag. "The fans can hear us, right?" He asked as he raised the gag up for the cameras to see and said. "Now guys, I wanted to put this on her right away, but she refused. What do you guys think?" He teased as he turned to look at Billie, a devilish smirk on his face as his eyes continued to move over her body. He was already completely erect and wondered where the fans would want to take this. He noticed tips came in and realized who the director of the scene was going to be; the fans.
 
Billie let out a slight giggle as she watched her partner wink to the fans. The chat was already reacting to him, mostly in a positive manner, so that was a good thing. Though the slap had her letting out a sharp cry: still, most of her fans loved it. Heck, they probably thought it was all part of the plan. What happened next, however, definitely wasn't. Billie's mouth fell open as she saw James pulling out the gag again. She swiped for it, not that he'd let her actually snag it.

The chimes informed her that people found the whole display amusing, likely arousing. She looked to the chat, seeing quite a few people mentioning the gag. "But then I can't talk!" she nearly whined, stomping her foot a little. "C'mon guys, I already got the collar on, see?" she moved aside some of her deep pink hair to show off her pale neck and, more importantly, the collar still circling it. The adornment did look nice, even Billie had to admit that. Still, people were chiming in, and it did seem like more people liked the idea of her wearing a gag than didn't, a fact that did not please Billie in the slightest.

She shook her head: "I Don't think so, guys," she insisted, before smoothing out her skirt. "Buuuut, we are gonna be getting to the 'good' parts soon, so we'll totally take some suggestions on what to do there, right James?" she flashed a smile at the male talent, clearly expecting him to go along with her plan and to take her side in the whole thing. Sure, he'd been kinda pushing the whole gag thing thus far, but she was paying him, not the other way around, after all.
 
James quickly pulled the gag out of Billie's reach when she swiped for it. Smiling at how playful the act looked. Seeing how the fans began to react to the sight of the gag made him chuckle as he looked at Billie. "I don't know Candy, looks like they really want it on. Besides, I'm sure the fans will be okay with us using safe word or some other means for you to communicate. Won't you guys?" He teased as he moved over to Billie and placed a slight kiss on her cheek and whispered in her ear so that the microphones in the room wouldn't pick it up. "Just do it, we both know you'll make more money." He teased as his hand went down to her ass once more and gave it a teasing squeeze. "Damn guys, thanks for picking me. Candy here is quite the fun little girl." He teased as he released her ass and delivered another spank to her rear before he moved to the desk chair in the room and sat down. "Now, I don't know about you guys, but I personally love when they begged to be gagged. Wouldn't you guys like to hear Candy here beg you to be gagged by me?" He teased as he realized that she would most likely do whatever the fans wanted as they were her income. If she kept them happy then she would make a lot of money, if she displeased them they would leave and the money would stop flowing in. He looked over Billie in her cute little outfit, his eyes once again devouring her every curve as he came to rest on her face and gave her a devilish grin followed by a wink and shake of the gag.
 
How exactly were they supposed to figure out a safe word if she couldn't even talk? Billie wanted to point that out herself, but she also didn't want to break character any more than she already had. The fans were already getting pretty restless, several people all but clamoring for a show. Most of them probably weren't "Sweet Tooths" (her name for her fans, or what they called themselves, or some combination of the two), as the suggestions were almost... rude. Billie felt her smile twitching as James kept right on going, leaning over and whispering temptations into her ear. The squeeze nearly made her swat again, but a few tips rolled in, and she did suppose that was what they were there for.

"I try!" Billie said, fighting the urge to chirp the words. A spank made her let out a noise of protest, rubbing at her butt. The guy really had gotten into spanking it, hadn't he? Billie frowned, fingers working at her flesh. James was already starting to steal the crowd from her, something that she didn't appreciate at all. "Aww, c'mon guys," she said, leaning over to look at the chat again. "You don't really wanna have me all gagged and stuff, do ya?" Except that she could see they did. Someone had started up a poll using some of the software she had embedded onto the chat, and the overwhelming consensus was to gag her. Billie frowned, shifting from foot to foot.

Turning, she looked back up at James. "But how do we figure out a safe word or something?" she said, frowning. "I mean, I guess if everyone wants, I'll do the gag thing and all. But, like, I'm definitely not doing it without some kinda safe word thing put into place," she bobbed her head, before bringing her hands around behind her, fingers lacing together. This was already getting out of control, so Billie had to establish it somehow. She'd done the hiring and ran the channel and all. Except... she could already hear the chimes of tips, and she knew they were only going to increase. Would being gagged really be all that bad, if she got a good amount for doing so?
 
James saw that Billie was getting uncomfortable with how little control she had over the situation. He smiled softly at her as he stood up from the chair and wrapped a hand around her waist. He used the grip on her hip to spin her around and push her perfect tight ass into his crotch as he whispered into her ear. "Don't be scared Billie, this is what I do. We signed contracts, I'm a professional. I'll be safe with you and make sure you make more money than you ever had." He teased as the hand on her waist moved forward and slipped under her skirt. His fingers caressed the soft folds of her pussy as he shook the gag and said. "It's easy, safe word will be shaking your head no three times and trying to say no three times as well. Now, guys, should we get this cute little girl?" He teased the fans as his fingers continued to play with her folds and he smirked as the tips came streaming in. A very clear yes. The fingers on Billie's slit gave a teasing pat as he withdrew his hand and brought it to the gag. He put it in both hands and moved it over Billie's head. Each of his arms were on a side of her head and her ass still firmly pressed into him. He smiled into the camera as he delivered another soft kiss to her cheek and said. "Candy, open up and be a good girl for me." He teased as her as he looked at the chat window and couldn't help but chuckle at what some of the requests were. While he waited for Billie to obey he once again leaned into her ear. "Wow, your fans are quite perverted. Look at the suggestions of what they want me to do to you." He teased as he saw one fan request him to basically treat her like a piece of meat and fuck her until she cried. He held Billie in position using his arms on her shoulders as he waited for her to open. Finally her lips parted and the ball gag slid in between them. "How tight should we gag her guys?" He asked the fans as he pulled the leather straps behind her head and chuckled when the overwhelming response was for him to make it as tight as possible. He shook his head softly. "You guys really are sick." He teased them as he tightened the gag down hard, almost positive that Billie would start drooling soon and her jaw would be sore within thirty minutes or so. Once the gag was in place he smiled and delivered another kiss to her cheek before retracting himself from her and moving over to the chair, once again sitting down and he smiled at her. "So guys, what do you think? Should Candy be a good girl and crawl over here to help me with my clothes?" He teased as he looked over the girl, admiring her now gagged lips.
 
No, Billie definitely didn't like this, not at all. James kept insisting that he had control, that he'd done this before, that he was a professional. Yet he also kept spinning her and the whole situation just felt as if it was spinning out of her control. But... well, James was right on regarding the whole money business. Billie looked to the amount pouring in, noting that they were already getting close to what some of her streams pulled in total, and they were just barely getting started. She let out a slight yelp as she felt fingers playing underneath her skirt. They found her slender sex all too easily, making the girl dance in place. Billie tried to gently push them away before looking up at him.

"I don't know...' Billie said, biting her lip a little. That did sound doable. Plus, Billie could hear the chime of more tips. The girl turned to look, seeing just about everyone adding in. A pat nearly made her yelp, and almost in that exact moment, Billie saw the gag descending near her mouth. The gag hovered there, and she felt a kiss, heard some words. "I don;t--" Billie said, opening her mouth enough for the toy to slide right into her lips. She could see the comments, and she flushed. They'd always been dirty, but these were getting bad. She should probably lighten the mood or ban someone, one or the other or something. But instead, James was moving, insisting, and Billie felt the gag again sliding into position.

Tight? Billie let out a noise of protest, trying to shake her head, but James had already started ratcheting the thing down. The girl let out noises of protest as drool already started to drip out, her hands waving a little. Her mouth had been forced into position, and she was already starting to feel panic. Yet her chat cheered, and they were now insisting that Billie do what James suggested. The girl let out another noise of protest, stomping her foot. Her hands waved for a moment before coming up to the gag. Money or not, this was just getting too far out of hand too fast.
 
James looked over Billie carefully as he sat in the chair waiting to see if she would comply. He saw chest begin to heave and saw her eyes, she was scared. She was panicking. He needed to calm her down or perhaps break the scene. "Guys, I think Candy is getting a little nervous. Calm down, I know what I'm doing. I'd hate to have to break scene." He told them as he stood up from the chair and moved over to Billie. He wondered what this girl needed in order to relax. She needed to trust him but he understood that she was nervous. It would seem this was already some of the more extreme side of sexual acts she had done. He slipped his hand into her hair and grabbed hold. It was not a grab to control, but a grab to comfort, he massaged her scalp carefully with the grip on her head as he pulled her into him. Her chest pressing against his own as he placed a kiss on her forehead. His free hand sliding down to her sex once more. His fingers began to explore the girls sex. Moving slowly and softly over her tender lips before he planted another kiss on her forehead and slid two fingers into her tight pussy. He wanted to see if he could calm her down by showing her just what a professional could do to her body. His fingers quickly wiggled themselves deep into her, his knuckle coming to rest against her outer lips. Once he was deep inside her he gave her a devilish grin and began to stroke her inner walls, hoping that the tips of his fingers would press into her g-spot. He did not move quick, but instead focused on a nice firm tempo, he practically pulled her pelvis forward and backwards as he stroked her inner walls. He pulled her close to him, letting her face get buried in his chest as he continued to massage her scalp and toy with her. He placed a soft kiss on her ear and said. "Remember the safe word, if you truly want me to stop just say so. Though you may lose some fans and I get the feeling your going to love how I play with your body." He teased before once again planting a gentle kiss on her ear and then just held her close to him. The way only a true professional dominant could. He tried his best to hold her firmly, hoping that his tight embrace and his fingers would bring this girl into the right head space. Would show her that he can take care of her. That he was in control and she needed to relish her submission to him.
 
Drool leaked as Billie turned to look at James. He'd started speaking, and he seemed so very confident. Break scene? Oh, right, they were performing. She was a professional performer. She should be able to get a better hold of herself than this. She tried taking a deep breath, hearing the sucking noise as she breathed around the spittle about her. A hand touched her head, and Billie stiffened again. What was he---was he... petting her? Billie's brow furrowed and she looked up at James. His lips touched her forehead, which she guessed was kind of alright? It felt a little demeaning and all, but, like, kinda comforting at the same time?

That hand! Billie let out a yelp as she felt it touching her sex. She trembled as they moved, feeling her sex gripping them tightly. Each wiggle sent another burst of pleasure up into her core, her sex responding with a squeeze or a ripple or some other involuntary motion. Something wiggled in her, pushing against Billie's interior walls. She could feel them moving, pushing, and suddenly a sharp pleasurable pressure. Billie let out a squeal and danced at that, popping to her toes and rocking a little. he all but headbutted herself against the hand petting her. Another pet, and she shivered again, lowering herself down onto the upraised fingers.

The hands kept her while she shivered. Her sex kept spasming, milking the fingers as if to try and squeeze something out of them. Billie let out a few groans through her gag, again dancing in place. Seemingly out of no where, she heard the chimes of more tips. Her gaze shifted, and her eyes widened at the amount pulling in. The girl shivered more, hands moving to grip onto James. Paid to feel good? With all those people staring and seeing how hot she was? Billie felt her sex spasming again, a little bit of liquid arousal starting to drizzle down the fingers within.
 
James watched as Billie began to squirm in his grasp. He smiled softly and kissed her cheek again. "Good girl Candy, dance on my fingers, show your fans how much you love my fingers in you." He teased as he continued to stroke her walls. He knew that he had found her spot based on how she writhed in his hands. He wondered if he could control her orgasm this early on. "Fans, Candy here is getting quite wet, do you think she should ask you guys permission to cum?" He teased as he increased the tempo of his fingers, making sure to focus on the bundle of nerves responsible for making her squirm. The fun could begin now, he would slowly humiliate and degrade her, get her to believe that she was completely at his mercy. If he could get her to ache for his control then the scene could really be fun for him, right now this was just foreplay. A little game to get the fans into it and to establish his role as her dominator. His eyes moved to the computer as he saw that a poll began and the majority of fans had voted for her to need permission. "Candy, you see that. You better not cum without the fans permission." He teased wondering how she would beg with the gag in place. His fingers continued to work and his hand stayed on her head, slowly petting her as he looked into her eyes and over her body, enjoying the sight before him. "Well guys, since you wanted her gagged she might not be able to hold herself as long as you want. What should her punishment be if she can't control herself?" He teased as his fingers added another motion to their toying of her sex; they now moved slowly in and out of her an inch or two as he made sure to rub her walls and put pressure against the bundle of nerves. He wanted to bring her to the edge, to see if she was even capable of controlling herself. He leaned in and whispered to her so the fans couldn't hear, "Such a good little slut Billie, your pussy is devouring my fingers. Your body loves my hand." He teased her before glancing to the computer and seeing that a poll had once more begun this time showing that a thorough spanking would be her punishment if she couldn't control herself. He chuckled and leaned in. "I'd beg for permission to cum, your fans want you spanked. I know your familiar with my hand doing that, I'm sure you can imagine how hard I can deliver." He teased before kissing her on the cheek.
 
Billie's nerves tingled, her sex already feeling nearly electric. James worked her as expertly as a puppeteer did a puppet. Billie had grown ever so used to performing for people, nearly cumming on command. So hearing someone whispering it into her ear nearly made her give out then and there. Plus, there were, like, tons of people watching her already, erect or wet or stroking or whatever, desperate to see her get off. The thought made Billie tremble. The trembling only increased as they continued. Permission? how the hell was she supposed to ask permission with the gag in place?

"Mmfual?" she said around it, drool starting to leak down. the fingers went faster, and Billie started dancing in place, rising to her toes and practically prancing like an overeager mare. She tried shaking her head, but the fans apparently just found the whole thing amusing. The poll pretty well sealed it: she'd have to ask. Billie let out a whine of protest, stomping her foot as best she could. This did nothing to dismiss the idea of her as some sort of mare or anything, particularly as she ended up stretching up on her toes almost immediately after. She could feel her sex already starting to spasm and shiver about the invading fingers, could feel the arousal starting to drain. Plus, James' fingers kept hitting this one spot within her, priming her internal pump. Billie could feel the pressure building with each push in.

"Mmaf narf air!" came noises around the gag, along with some more spit. Billie shook her head again, before letting out a squeal. She could feel the hand sliding in and out, pushing against her. James was literally fucking her with his fingers now, and obviously enjoying himself. Her eyes fell upon the poll, then the camera, trying to give it this long, pleading look of longing or something. She could hear James teasing, and seeing the punishment showing up. A thorough spanking? She hadn't really liked that the first time around, more or less.

Billie felt another shiver, and she danced again. The pressure was definitely building, and each thrust of fingers primed her pump even further. Billie tried making more noises around the gag, but she could barely understand them herself, and she was the one making them.
 
James smiled as he watched Billie move around on his fingers. He chuckled to himself as she practically pranced about his hand. He continued to finger her slowly. His fingers sliding slowly between her dripping folds as he made sure to push into her until his knuckles touched her flesh. This time he left his fingers in her, now returning to the stroking of her walls. Despite the change in motion James made sure to keep applying pressure to the sensitive bundle of nerves within. He smiled at her and gave the gag a small kiss before releasing his hold in her hair and loosening the gag. He again kissed the gag but this time pulled it out and let it drop around her neck. He didn't say anything as his hand went right back in her hair, petting her and he made her look at the camera on the desktop. "Fans, you guys are in control. You give her permission when to cum. I'll just make her beg like a good girl." He teased as he planted a firm kiss on her lips before sliding over to her cheek and saying. "Show them what a needy little whore you are Billie. Beg for them to let you cum on my hand." He kissed her cheek softly as the hand in her hair tightened and pulled downward, forcing her to look at the ceiling of her room as his fingers slid out of her before ramming back in. His fingers now took on a fast approach, his hand a blur as he pounded into her sex, trying his hardest to make sure that when he went into her he went until his knuckles touched her lips and the tips of his fingers jammed into that tender little spot responsible for Billie's pleasure. He was going to make her cum against the fan's will if he could. He wanted to test this girls abilities.
 
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