Chapter Text
2 years later…
Taylor entered her limo, after the 2008 AMAs. Yet another awards show, she thought. She wore a slinky silver dress that showed off her tall, slim figure. She couldn’t help but notice many hungry looks from men during the show.
Her first record, Taylor Swift, was a huge success, with several songs reaching number 1 on the Billboard Hot Country Songs charts. It was just as promised when she signed her contract with the record company, and she was almost ready to release her second record, Fearless.
A title with bitter irony, she thought to herself. The truth was, she was very fearful of the men who had raped her regularly for the last two years. Every time she threatened to go to the police, they told her how devastating it would be for her career, how her parents would be thrown in jail for trafficking their underage daughter.
Accompanying her in the limo was Jason Miller, now a top executive at Big League Records. He leered at the beautiful 18 year old girl in her silver dress, and his eyes were drawn down to her legs. As he began to stroke them, inching ever higher with his fingers, Miller decided to stroke Taylor’s ego as well.
“That was amazing babe, you were a knockout. Every straight man in that building wanted you.”
Taylor smiled uncomfortably, as his fingers reached under her dress. He reached underneath her panties and began probing her labia.
“Let’s go driver, back to the hotel.” he ordered the limo driver. Taylor knew what he had in mind for her.
Miller turned his attention back to the young girl; he started feeling wetness on his hands as he worked Taylor’s pussy. “You’re 18 now. You know what that means? Your songs and videos can get a lot more edgy,” Miller’s fingers penetrated the young girl ever deeper, and at higher speed. “You don’t have to stick to PG themes in your breakup songs any more…you can really let loose.”
Breakup songs, Taylor thought bitterly, as involuntary moans escaped her. All of her relationships had been utterly manufactured, and she had been unable to form any real emotional connections with boys she met.
Miller kept finger fucking her until she couldn’t hold it anymore, crying out in pleasure as she came, her whole body convulsing. Miller licked his fingers, tasting her sweet juices, then wiped them off on her bare leg.
“Got a fun night planned for you TayTay…” he said, reaching behind the girl’s head with his left hand, and pulling her by the hair, forcefully guided her down to his crotch, an erection already obviously protruding. He unzipped, and his sizable penis bounced free.
“OK slut, you know what to do..”
And she did, expertly swallowing his cock whole, using her tongue to lubricate his shaft. Soon her head was bobbing up and down at a rapid pace, Miller pushing the back of her head until she deepthroated the entire length. She made little gagging noises, mainly because she knew it excited him. With his other hand he played with Taylor’s firm teen tits.
“Ahhh yeah, that’s it babe.” murmered Miller. “You’re just getting better at this. You must get a lot of practice with your boys…”
As his cock bounced against the back of her throat, Taylor was forced to agree. She had basically been whored out to various boy bands. Some of the boys were cute, she had to admit, but they were so vacant she had trouble carrying on a decent conversation. It often seemed an easier way to pass the time just to pull out their cocks and suck and fuck them.
After letting her gasp for air, Miller forced her head down again, with both hands, increasing the pace. It wasn’t long before Taylor felt spurts of warm sperm filling her mouth. After he was finished, she sat up, with her mouth open. She showed him her mouthful of cum, before swallowing it in one gulp. He grinned at her and nodded. “Good girl!”
* * * * * * *
Soon the limo pulled up to their destination, a swanky hotel. Miller led Taylor inside the lobby, his hand squeezing the young girl’s ass. They got inside the elevator and Miller punched the button for the penthouse suite.
He leered at her while continuing to grope her ass. “We got a fun night planned for you babe…” He leaned in and kissed her full on the lips, his tongue snaking inside her mouth. Taylor knew he wasn’t bothered by the fact she had just swallowed all his cum. He never is, she thought, remembering all the times she had done precisely that.
The elevator finally arrived, and Miller opened the penthouse door while Taylor tried to compose herself, not daring to wonder what he had planned for her. As they walked inside, she quickly realized exactly what it was.
The penthouse was large, with a comfortable living room, kitchen, and multiple bedrooms. Seated on the living room sofas were at least a dozen black men. Taylor took in the scene with horror, as she realized they were watching the video of her gangrape nearly two years ago, a number of the men had their cocks out and were stroking them as they watched. It didn’t escape her attention that there was a camera mounted on a tripod in the corner.
“Yo, the ho is here!” shouted one of the men, as he noticed Taylor’s entrance. She looked slightly dishevelled but still stunning in her silver dress.
Now the other men were all looking at her, many with their large black cocks exposed.
“OK boys, just let me get the camera setup,” said Miller, grinning, as he gave Taylor one last spank.
Within moments, Taylor felt strong hands all over her body, groping her tits and ass. One man after another forcefully kissed her, even as she struggled weakly against it. She knew that these men were going to have her way with her, one way or another.
It wasn’t long before they had ripped her expensive dress from her body, and her naked flesh and feminine curves were fully exposed to the group of men, who continued groping her small perky breasts, now sore from the repeated squeezing. She gasped as she felt a hard shaft rubbing between her naked ass cheeks.
“Start with oral, you know the drill fellas,” shouted Miller as he filmed the scene.
Taylor was roughly pushed to the ground, and as she tried to balance herself on her knees, multiple cocks were being rubbed on her cheeks, slapping her face.
“Better start sucking bitch,” one of them said, as he rubbed his rock-hard penis on her lips.
Taylor sniffed back tears, and did as he ordered, wrapping her lips around his cock-head, as others kept slapping her. It wasn’t long before she was sucking the entire length of his shaft.
“Ah yeah, girl is a pro,” said the man as he held her by the hair, roughly guiding her deeper and deeper as she struggled to deepthroat him.
Soon she was sucking a different man as they all took turns fucking her face, as their companions felt up her tight, pale body all the while, Miller occasionally shouting directions as he filmed.
One man couldn’t help but shoot his load down her throat as she sucked, her vacant, defeated eyes staring up at him. She was only mildly surprised at the sensation of his warm cum spurting into her mouth. She often had that effect on men.
The other men laughed as the early ejaculator groaned, pulling out of Taylor’s mouth which now dripped with cum.
“Alright, maybe we should just get to the main event…” said Miller. “We need stamina here!”
She dutifully swallowed the cum and then lay down on one of the love seats in the suite, making sure to dangle her head over the end. One of the men buried his face between Taylor’s legs, his tongue deep inside her wet teenage snatch, as some moans of pleasure left her. She had decided to make the best of this, despite the humiliation of being used like this.
Soon she felt a massive cock entering her, her pussy walls squeezing him tightly. She was thankful for the lubrication, as this was one of the largest men she had ever taken inside her pussy. He started thrusting rhythmically, gripping her legs tight enough to leave a mark.
Meanwhile another man rested his penis on Taylor’s face as her head hung upside down on the far end of the chair. She instinctively parted her lips to allow him inside.
“Go on,” said Miller. “Fuck that face hard, she’s used to it”.
He did just that, plowing his cock roughly down her throat as she gagged, spit dribbling down her nose, eyes and forehead, still gasping at every thrust of the man fucking her pussy.
The sensations became too much for the man fucking her and he pumped his thick, warm load deep inside her, groaning in ecstasy.
The rest of the men took turns on her face and pussy for the next thirty minutes. Eventually Miller directed them to change positions, with Taylor getting up on all fours instead, her face now a complete mess of spit, mascara and dried cum. Miller made sure to get a closeup of that, and said “OK, now anal…”
Taylor tensed up as her first “customer” lumbered up behind her, and started to rub his cock around her asshole, smearing some lube as he did so. She was no stranger to anal but these black men were so big…she squealed as the man began to press inside inside her.
“Yeah nigga, get her primed for us,” said another man, as he jerked his cock in anticipation.
Taylor screamed as he suddenly slid at least 5 inches of his 10 inside her anal cavity.
“So fuckin’ tight!” said the man, grinning, pusshing a little further with each thrust. Soon, all 10 inches were balls deep in Taylor’s tight teen asshole, as he gripped her by the shoulders.
Tears streamed down her cheeks; out of the corner of her eye, she saw her 16 year old self on the TV screen, being anally raped by an old man, as the same thing was happening all over again now…
Another cock was thrust in her face as she was pummeled from behind, her body shaking with each thrust. She did her best to orally service him as well, gagging as she was ragdolled at both ends.
Miller watched the scene as he filmed, grinning as he stroked his own cock. Damn this is gold, he thought. Gonna make a fortune with this. And he knew that the more popular Taylor got, the more prized it would become.
After about fifteen minutes of this, with multiple men taking turns on her gaping asshole, each one seeming to her to be bigger than the last, they dragged Taylor into one of the bedrooms, throwing her onto the bed. As Miller re-positioned the camera, one of the men maneuvered Taylor on top of him, and she started bouncing on his cock, buried in her pussy. Another man gingerly balanced behind them, squeezing once again into her asshole. She gritted her teeth as she was DP’d for the first time, overwhelmed by the sensation of two massive penises plowing into both of her tight holes at the same time.
After a few thrusts he was a few inches deep into her ass; the man roughly grabbed her curly blonde locks and pulled it in rhythm with his assault on her anus.
“Yeah, you like that nigger dick in your ass, don’t you, you little blonde slut?” he muttered in her ear.
After another hard yank of her hair, Taylor yelped.
“Y…yessss I do…”
“Tell me what you want bitch!”
“I want…nigger cock in my ass…”
“Louder!”
“...I WANT NIGGER COCK IN MY ASS!” she finally managed, tears streaming down her face. She never used words like this in her daily life.
"Yeah, bitch...that's it...cry if you want, you slut..."
She squealed every time they thrusted into her bowls, but these sounds were cut off as yet another cock was shoved down her throat. Miller jerked his cock furiously as he took in the sight of Taylor being roughly gangbanged in all three holes at the same time.
The money shot was when all three men ejaculated at almost the same time, cum visibly dripping out of her pussy, ass and mouth simultaneously. Taylor still had the presence of mind to look over at the camera seductively and swallow the salty sperm.
Miller then motioned for them to setup the final scene. They dragged Taylor by the hair down to the bedroom floor. Then the remaining men formed a circle around the young girl, furiously jerking their cocks, as she waited for their cum. She was already a mess, her blonde hair completely ruined by spit and cum, her cheeks streaked with dark runny makeup, but it wasn’t long before she was taking load after load to her heretofore innocent looking face.
Occasionally she stuck out her tongue to catch the cum, her eyes fluttering and unfocused, but it mostly coated her forehead, cheeks, and mouth, a lot of it dripping down the rest of her naked body. After around 10 men had jerked their thick loads on her (the second or third orgasm of the night for some of them), Miller brought the camera in for a closeup at Taylor’s ruined face, her right eye glued shut by pools of cum, ropes of spit and sperm hanging from her chin.
“Say, I’m a dirty whore for niggers.” he directed.
“I’m…I’m a dirty whore for niggers…” muttered Taylor.
“I can’t hear you, slut!”
“I’m…A DIRTY WHORE FOR NIGGERS.” she said, choking back more tears.
“She sho’ is!” Shouted one man from the back. The others laughed as they began getting dressed.
* * * * * * *
As Taylor showered, Miller lay in the king sized bed, reviewing the footage from the night on his laptop, absent-mindedly stroking his cock, as he watched Taylor’s degradation. He knew he would be rewarded handsomely by his patrons. The underground celebrity porn ring that existed only on the darkweb would make a fortune off this tape. But he decided he would wait until after Fearless climbed to the top of the charts to release it in any form, to maximize the payday.
Taylor eventually reappeared in the bedroom, squeezing her wet hair into a towel. She was naked, and water glistened on her tight, sexy body.
“So…who were those guys anyway?” she asked.
“Oh, we just got them off the street.” He saw her eyes widen in disgust. “Don’t worry babe, we tested them for STDs first…can’t ruin you that way.” He grinned his toothy grin. “Not when we have so much fun stuff planned for you. Now why don’t you take a seat….” he said, lying back on the bed, his rock hard cock jutting upwards.
Taylor sighed and climbed on top of him. At least he’s not as big as them…