Private Dancer

"Okay, so I guess I could do a special request song and dance routine?" Kaycee offers "Like a private show just for you?"

Oh God, that's given you ideas.

Perhaps it was supposed to? You have to remember this is ultimately Kaycee's fantasy. If she's anything like Ria, or even Dani, then she secretly gets off on the thought of some lustful stranger taking advantage of her. This entire set up seems perfectly designed for that. Fortunately, you find it insanely hot too, so you hope you can both enjoy this experience together.

You are certainly happy to play along and go where you believe you are being guided, for now at least. Although, unlike with other girls whose dreams you have intruded into, it barely matters what impact this has on Kaycee's opinion of you in real life, since your paths are so unlikely to ever cross. That gives you a little more leeway to do fucked up stuff to her if you really feel like it.

"I think a song and dance would be perfect, Kaycee!"

"Oh, great!" she looks relieved at such a conventional sounding request, but you know she has a background in acting as well as music "Which is your favourite of my hits? I can perform literally any of them."

"Actually, I was thinking I'd prefer to hear you do a Britney number."

"You want a cover? Yeah, I guess that's okay. Which of her tracks were you thinking of."

"I'm a Slave 4 U. Except I'd like you to change the words to I'm a Slave 4 U, Shane."

You are sure you see Kaycee's eyes light up just for a second, hopefully happy that you are both on the same pervy page here, before she goes back into thespian mode.

"Uh, do we have to do that one. Those lyrics make me feel pretty uncomfortable, especially using your actual name. How about Oops I Did It Again or Toxic?"

"No, I really want you to do I'm a Slave 4 U Shane, And I'd like the dancing to be quite raunchy."

Kaycee looks across at her manager who nods at her that she has to agree to this. She then turns back to you with a slightly theatrical eye roll and sighs.

"Fine, just this once I'll do Slave 4 U and even use your name. I can throw in some of my sexier dance moves too. Happy?"

"Yeah, but i don't just want the kind of prick teasing with no follow through that you do in your videos. I want you to perform a full on strip routine and then give me a naked lap dance."

"What the fuck?!" Kaycee exclaims "Denise, surely I can't be expected to do that?!"

"The rules of the competition were watertight Kaycee. You have to do anything you're told by our lucky competition winner."

"But his request is completely perverted, not to mention demeaning. I'm not a fucking stripper, Denise! Where do you even find these people!"

"He's your fan not mine" her manager shrugs dismissively.

"Fine" the gorgeous pop star folds her arms and glares at you "I'll do that for you, just this once. Nobody will believe you if you say it happened anyway. And no photos or filming whatsoever!"

"Actually, I need to get some publicity shots for your website and socials" Denise explains as she whips out a professional looking camera "People will want to see that the reward actually took place and our winner enjoyed his prize."

"Are you fucking kidding me, Den? You know as well as I do how hard we had to work to get all those fake nudes of me taken down. How much we had to spend on lawyers."

"Yeah but, like you say, they were fake. If these are official nude pictures I don't see a problem."

Kaycee stands with her hands on her hips and puffs out her cheeks as she considers her extremely limited options.

"Five billion pounds, Kaycee" her manager reminds her ominously.

"Alright, I'll fucking do it!" the singer huffs "Can you at least give me a moment to get myself into the zone for this disgusting performance!"

You really like this girl and how fun she is making this for you. Since she is so obviously into it, you decide to push your luck even further.

"Can i have a chair for this?" you ask.

"Den, get him a chair"

"No, stay where you are please, Denise. I'd like Kaycee to get it and say "There you are you majesty. Please make yourself comfortable while I dance naked for you" when she presents it to me"

"You'd better do it" Denise almost smirks.

The pop star storms over to the end of the room, grabs a chair then walks over and slams it down in front of you.

"There you are your majesty. Please make yourself comfortable while I dance naked for you."

And then, just before she turns to stomp away again, Kaycee shoots you a subtle wink. A fucking wink. She really is enjoying this too, and it seems she likes your style.

It is now time for the performance to begin.

She starts slowly, letting the sexual tension build as she begins to tease you with just the vaguest hints she is going to strip. You like that. While you may have some misgivings about her music, there is no denying the girl knows how to perform and keep her audience mesmerised.

Whether she admits it or not, roughly eighty per cent of Kaycee's act is aimed at making people want to fuck her, and it works flawlessly even when she is fully clothed. She's an outstanding dancer with remarkable coordination and dexterity, which means she can manipulate her body in just about any way she wants to - and what a body it is! You wonder how much work has gone into getting Kaycee into such almost supernaturally perfect shape. Hundreds of hours in the gym, no doubt supervised by a whole army of personal trainers, and backed up by a diet meticulously calculated and strictly adhered to. You are the one who will be reaping the benefits of all that hard work and money right now.

As she slowly serenades you with a song about being your personal slave, Kaycee does begin to remove her clothes - slowly and sensually, with a bewildered expression that suggests you have somehow hypnotised her and she has no choice but to do so, even against her better judgement. The levels of hotness here are off the scale already - and before long she is dancing for you in her underwear.

This is almost more than you can handle.

You naturally did some 'research' on Kaycee after you first encountered her on TV and discovered you would be watching her act live. The raunchiest she seems to ever get is swimwear shots, and any fake nudes of her appear to be obliterated from the web almost as soon as they are uploaded. She was also allegedly offered a seven figure fee to pose nude for a porn site and turned it down without hesitation, but now you get to see everything for free. This power of yours is fucking amazing.

Kaycee saunters over to where you are sitting. She unhooks her bra at the back and lowers the straps from her shoulders. You could just whip it right off her and have her bare titties in your face instantly - but you want to let this scene play out properly. She has a much better idea of how to dial up the sexy than you do.

As the semi naked pop star hovers her body just inches above your inevitably throbbing cock, gyrating it to the melody of her perverted song, you realise she must have done this kind of thing before for her boyfriends. But those were all Premier League footballers, big name actors or multi millionaire music moguls. Mere mortals like you were never supposed to experience something as exquisite as this.

The bra finally comes off. Perhaps the most sought after pair of boobs in the country are now being paraded just inches in front of your nose, and your singing slave isn't done yet, as she starts playing with the hem of her panties, very slightly lowering it so she is agonisingly close to showing her competition winner their biggest prize, before yanking them back up again.

She then stands with her back to you, and this time she does lower her panties, fully exposing her buttocks before sliding the material down her thighs, letting it drop to the floor and kicking it away. She then spins round, running her hands through her hair seductively rather than making any further attempts to cover her modesty.

Kaycee climbs fully onto your lap and stops singing as she instead swoops down and locks lips with you. Wait, you didn't tell her to do that? Nor did you order her to grab your dick and slide it in between her pussy lips, but that is exactly what she does next, before rocking her body up and down on yours. Up until today you had never even met a celebrity, now you are fucking one. And not just any celebrity either, but one of the hottest and most desirable young stars on the planet.

As Kaycee Jones lets out a satisfied moan and you shoot your load into her body, you are sure this won't be the last time the two of you rendezvous like this, but for now you feel yourself being reluctantly dragged back to reality.

"Oi, were you wanking yourself off under the bed sheets?" Ria accuses you as you open your eyes and see her wandering back into the room from the en suite, wrapped in a towel that she quickly whips off to begin dressing "You can bloody clean them if you were. Also, you need to get a fucking move on or you'll makes us both late."

Looking at your alarm clock you see that she is right and make a beeline for the shower.

Suddenly, you feel strangely pumped for the concert on Friday.