Captured Popstar (F/F)

Postby capturedsuperhero » Fri Jul 16, 2010 3:42 pm

Hi all, something different here, hope you enjoy it.

Unfortunately there isn't a Part 2 yet (i prefer ending my stories on cliffhangers), so feel to add to it yourselves.

Also, if you have any good suggestions for the title of this story i love to hear them.

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Captured Popstar

Susan Smith screamed down the microphone. The crowd went wild. She stood at the front of the stage and milked the applause for a moment. She smiled.

Susan Smith was an international popstar, a global. At the age of 21 she won popular singing competition Pop Tarts, and now a year later she is singing at sell out concerts. She stroked her long blonde hair, took one last bow, blew a kiss and ran back stage.

Betty Brunt had been yearning to meet Susan Smith for months. She was her biggest fan, bought all her singles, her bedroom covered in posters, and truth be told, had a tiny little crush on her idol. Betty had come dressed in her most comfortable clothes, jeans and a black t-shirt.

Susan bounded down the corridor. Betty took a deep breath and approached her.

“Excuse me Miss Smith,” she began.

“Out of my way loser, I’m back on in five minutes” Susan Smith interrupted rudely as she carried on walking.

“But just one autograph please” Betty pleaded.

“No time. Just pay the five pounds fee to join the fan club and you’ll be sent a signed photo”

“But……” Betty trailed off a Susan went into her dressing room and slammed he door.

How rude. Betty was about to knock on the door when Susan Smith came speeding out again, now dressed in corduroy hot pants and nothing a bikini top with the stars and stripes.

“Grrrrr…” Betty was furious. She wanted Susan Smith to pay for this indignity. She spied a cleaning trolley left alone in the corridor and a wicked plan began to form in her mind.

Betty was a whiz at Chemistry. Picking up a small bucket she mixed several cleaning chemicals together to create a potent combination. She gave it a sniff. It had a very strong odour. She smiled. A few deeps breaths of this potion and she’ll be totally out of it.

Betty soaked a rag in the homemade chloroform and snuck into Susan Smith’s changing room. In was a simple setting, a sofa, an en suite bathroom and rails of costumes. She heard a house. Susan Smith’s encore was over and was on her way back. Betty hid behind the costume rails.

Susan entered the changing room with no knowledge of the intruder. She winked at her reflection in the mirror. She wandered into the bathroom. Betty moved closer to the door frame.

Susan came out of the bathroom.

“Surprise bitch!” yelled Betty as she clamped the rag over Susan’s mouth.

“Mmmmmmmpppphhh!” Susan’s muffled screams went nowhere.

Betty tightly wrapped her arm around Susan’s waist, pinning the pop princess’ arms to her sides.

“No mmmmmmppph!” Susan moaned into the chloroform.

“That’s it nice deep breaths” smiled Betty as Susan got weaker and weaker.

Susan fell into a deep sleep and Betty slowly dropped her to the ground. Betty stood over her unconscious prize, admiring her glittering body.

With no time to waist she ripped up some linen sheets and tied them tightly around Susan’s arms and ankles, making sure she got a nice grope of her breasts in the process.

To finish off the bondage, Betty used another rag to gag Susan Smith.

“Mmmmmppppfff” Susan woke up and glared angrily at Betty.

“Let this be a lesson, not to be so mean to loyal fans” Betty sniggered.

Betty looked around. Now what? She remembered the cleaning trolley in the corridor. She wheeled it into the changing room, and with difficulty she managed to lift Susan’s helpless body into a large compartment. She then covered Susan with other sheets, to make movement very difficult.

Betty wheeled the cleaning trolley out into the alley where her car was. Again she dragged Susan out of the cleaning trolley and into the trunk of her car.

“Mmmmmm….” She ran a finger down Susan Smith’s thigh “I can’t wait to see what you think of my Susan Smith collection at my apartment” she grinned, slamming down the trunk, jumping into the driver’s seat and speeding off.
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Re: Captured Popstar (F/F)

Postby Jason Toddman » Sat Jul 17, 2010 10:06 pm

Comparing the two, I think matthec's story here is a hell of a lot more readable. The other one about Ashley Judd only made me go, WTF?!
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Re: Captured Popstar (F/F)

Postby capturedsuperhero » Sun Jul 18, 2010 3:12 pm

I've never heard of the Ashley Judd one, this is just something me and a guy roleplayed a few nights ago (we were guys obviously, but i thought the story would be more popular if it was two girls)

Hopefully I'll get a another story up soon.

If anyone wants to write a part 2 to this (or maybe just a few suggestions) then feel free.
Arrogant Superhero here, Looking for a Nasty Villain!!!!

Re: Captured Popstar (F/F)

Postby Jason Toddman » Mon Jul 19, 2010 6:41 pm

cricks5 wrote:
Jason Toddman wrote:Comparing the two, I think matthec's story here is a hell of a lot more readable. The other one about Ashley Judd only made me go, WTF?!


Thought the story was a bit self explanatory. But would have been better to post your reply there too Jason so it would be the first comment for it at least.

I thought my reply here was sufficient, and I'd rather post to stories I found some reason to like. I didn't like the one you posted at all, and saw no reason to start up the feud between us yet again by criticizing it pointlessly.
If you want more details let me know and I'll PM you rather than clutter Matthec's thread with it.
Dare to be different... and make a difference.
To boldly go where no one in their right mind has gone before...