## An Intimate Interview (F/m)

Post by ZTVFemdomtales » Wed Jul 05, 2017 2:58 am

"Hot damn!" I shouted.
"What?" my roommate asked irritated.
I guess my shout of joy had awoken him. It was past noon he needed to be up anyway so I didn't really care.
"I scored an interview with Black Lipstick."
"How the hell did you manage that?"
"She's a fan of my blog."
"I guess someone has to be."
I ignored him. Black Lipstick was a world renowned fetish rocker. She used to be a member of the hit singing group BDSM until they split up when lead singer Lady Alexandra got too big and went solo. I had been trying for months to score an interview for my music news blog. I had no real hope of her responding, it was just a fantasy of mine really. Yet here it was. A free VIP pass to her concert in town tomorrow night.
The next night I was there as early as they'd let me. Soon enough the stadium was full, the lights were down and the show was underway. Black Lipstick dominated the stage, pun fully intended. She was a gorgeous woman in her early thirties whose shorter stature was obscured by her clear physical power. She had piercing green eyes that looked right into a man's soul. Her husky voice gave me an erection every time I heard it. She had full red lips and fuller hourglass build with man-eating DD-Cup breasts which always looked like they were ready to rip out of her black Lycra bodysuit that looked like a strapless bra and panties held together by four thin straps.
As the night wore on I got the distinct impression she was watching me. I knew it was because my VIP pass put me right in front of the stage but still. Each time she looked my way and licked her lips that little horny teenager part of my brain got a thrill. The concert ended. I took a deep breath and walked backstage.
"Can I help you?" the bodyguard asked.
I showed him my pass.
"She'll be with you in a minute. Wait here."
So I did. And I waited. And I waited. I was ready to leave when she emerged from her dressing room.
"Oh hey, Sweetie, I'm sorry I took so long. We ran late in the wrap up and everything else. You know how it is."
"Don't sweat it. I can reschedule."
"Don't be silly. We can do it back in my hotel room."
She was being modest. Her hotel 'room' took up most of the top floor. Decked out in modernist designs it was really a sight to behold. She led me to a couch and told me to have a seat. I took a deep breath, pulled out my phone, turned on the voice recorder and started it going.
"Alright," I said, "let's start with an obvious one. Why fetish rock?"
"Why not? Every other subculture has gone main stream in music. With the success of Fifty Shades it's finally our time. Besides I look damn good in this outfit and the whole world needs to see it."
"Fair enough. What first drew you to this subculture?"
"These actually," she said, pulling out her little black purse and producing a pair of leopard print fuzzy handcuffs.
"Really?"
"I got curious one day and decided to check out a fetish shop I passed everyday. Inside I found these babies. I love handcuffs. They can instantly shift control of the situation to their owner."
"How so?"
"Well right now you have the power. You're the interviewer. You ask the questions and I answer. But if I do this ..."
She pulled my hands behind my back and locked them in the cuffs.
"... now I'm in control. Now I ask the questions. Are you a virgin?"
Her question caught me off guard.
"What? No. Why?"
"Shame. How many partners have you had?"
"Excuse me? That's none of your business."
"One, two at most, I can work with that."
"What are you talking about?"
She reached into my pants pocket and pulled out my wallet. She whistled and a bodyguard approached. She handed him my wallet and phone.
"Get rid of these," she told him, "make sure they're never found."
"What the hell? Give those back."
The man just ignored me and walked away.
"Can't have any trace of you be found in my room. Don't want anyone thinking to look for you with me."
"Why would anyone need to look for me?"
"OK we both now you have no family or friends and your roommate won't care if you don't come back. He'll just find another roommate."
"How do you know all that?"
"I've been studying you for a while now."
"Why?"
"I saw your picture on your blog. I knew then and there I had to have you. The best part was that there was no one who could contest my ownership of you."
"I contest it."
"Oh baby," she said kissing me on the lips, "it's far too late for that."
"Unbidden and unwanted came a strange feeling of wonder, that had been hidden beneath his panic ...that this woman wanted him enough to steal him ..." - Beautiful Abductress, Jennie Lee Schade

### Re: An Intimate Interview (F/m)

Post by solarbeast34 » Wed Jul 05, 2017 8:16 am

I can't wait for more, great start.

### Re: An Intimate Interview (F/m)

Post by Beeblebrox883 » Thu Jul 06, 2017 4:41 am

Awesome start. Can't wait to see what happens next