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You turn to the hairstylist. "You will jack off twice a day into Bebe's haircare products. You really don't like her, and the thought of her unknowingly having your cum in your hair makes you very happy."

"Bebe, you love the work your hair stylist does and will not let anyone else do your hair no matter the cost."

You snap the three out of their trances.

Bebe looks up at you as the make-up artist starts globbing more make-up on her. "Um, I'm Bebe. What's your name?"

"Call me John."

"John, can you meet me back here after the show?"

"Sure thing."

"I'd like that."

By the time the make-up artist is finished, Bebe looks absolutely ridiculous, but she thinks she looks sexy. She goes out and starts her show. After she finishes her first song, she turns her back to the crowd, looks over her shoulder, slaps her ass as hard as she can and loudly says "Damn my anus craves cock!" After she says it, she looks embarrassed and confused, but goes into the next song.

Again after she finishes the next song, she smacks her ass and loudly says "Damn my anus craves cock!" And again looks confused and embarrassed.

As the concert wore on, Bebe became more confused and embarrassed by her ass slapping and confession about her anus, and that coupled with her growing horniness and craving for a spanking and ass fucking made her start to slip up on her lyrics. By the time she finished her show, she could barely concentrate on her lyrics. She slapped her ass one last time, loudly said her anus craves cock, thanked the crowd and hurried off stage.

You meet her in the dressing room. She runs in, slams the door, locks it, and leans against it. "Damn, I need you to spank me and fuck me up the ass!" she says as she licks her lips.