"Who the fuck is Kaykay, anyway?"

You have to ask. "She doesn't sound like a very good friend if you trust her to give you unimpeachable orders and she tells you to do things that you don't want." Sure, it may mean that you don't get to jizz all over Taylor's face, but you decide that this whole situation needs to start making more sense, and fast.

"Sometimes you have to do things you don't like. It's the only way to remember that you live your life at someone else's pleasure." Taylor shrugs sheepishly. The way she transitions from slutty to shy is amazing to you. You can't put your finger on who this girl really is. And maybe neither can she.

"Well, I don't know." You say, shaking your head. "I'd like to meet her and ask her exactly what's going on in her mind" you think, and maybe you'd like to cum on her face, see if Kaykay enjoyed that.

Taylor smirks. "Kaykay's not a 'her' sorta."

This surprises you, though you suppose it shouldn't. "Kaykay is a man's name?" Taylor's response, her use of the word 'sorta' makes no sense to you.

"Well..." Taylor lifts her head up with more confidence, her smirk turning into a complete smile. "C'mon, you've figured it out by now right?" She's shocked to see your blank reaction. "Kaykay isn't a name it's initials. K and K. It's two people. A man and a woman."

Your mind flitters with possibilities, though you can only come up with one idea, which is definitely, positively, not who...

"Kim and Kanye." Taylor says, almost proudly.

You can't even. How? "But... you hate them." You say.

Taylor semi-laughs. "Good PR, right? What better way to keep the world from knowing the truth. Of course every once in a while they try to go public with the fact that we're not enemies... when I need to be punished, of course."

Your mind is filled with fog. The idea that Taylor is a wild child is one thing but this is something different entirely. "I'm sorry" you say trying to wrap your head around it. "Kanye West and Kim Kardashian?"

Taylor nods as if it's the most casual thing in the world. But her naughty, growing smile says otherwise. "Of course. Khloe too sometimes and well... all of them really."

"All of them?"

"Well Kanye says when you own a skinny white girl's ass it's a crime not to share it. Which I guess is why he devised that little birthday treat for me yesterday." Taylor places her hand on her neck and then slowly pulls it down across her chest, stroking her breast, making her nipples peak out of her shirt even more. "Does that turn you on?" It's almost as if she can't help but turn into a horny beast at random. And even though you don't answer she knows that it does. "How about we go in the back and you can jerk off onto my face while I tell you about some of the naughtiest things they've made me do."

You're practically dizzy. You try to focus. "I thought you didn't like cum on your face?"

"Sometimes you have to do things you don't like. Sometimes you're **** to do them." Taylor says, her chest heaving.