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Taylor swift was known for her ruthlessness. She was a shark when it came to her business, a star to so many people and known for never cracking. She was infamous for her seemingly unfaced ways, the way she always stayed cool and collected.
She never made a wrong face, never had a rude word for those people and always stayed professional. Or at least on the surface.
Today had been one of these days that made her whole body scream with anger and she knew just who was at fault. The interviewers had been more than just rude to her. They had been so fucking unbelievable and the questions they dared to ask left her almost speechless. Her weight, her body all of that. But she was used to those.
what she wasn't used to was one of the reporters, Lauren Alura spotting something below her ear. to be more specific, a hickey.
In all those years she had been her looser of an ex boyfriend he had never dared to leave one, never expressed a wish to.
The one time she had let her little cocktoy in charge he had immediately claimed her and she couldnt lie and say it wasn't fucking attractive in the heat of the moment but now he was responsible that she had to come up with someone to "date" in the public eye since she, a successful woman in her thirties would of course only ever sleep with someone she was "In love" with.
a hickey while being publically single could cost her her reputation, she knew that better than anyone and no her little breathing dildo had crossed a line.
She felt like by now it wasn't even an interview anymore and they just tried to provoke her into reacting. But she wouldn't give them that. Instead she strawled out of the interview in her signature power walk that could almost break the sky high stilettos she was known for making her about 5 inches taller than she already was.
When Taylor strutted towards her limo she gave Travis a little wink , letting him think he was safe, after all the anger always riled her up and she would most definitely let him do work first, earn himself a bit of sympathy before she would punish him. she flicked her long hair over her shoulder, gliding into the backseat as he closed the door behind her before jogging around the car towards the drivers seat, starting to steer the car away from the sea of paparazzi that weren't supposed to be there.
"you know one of these days you can just hit a few of the very annoying ones, would even bail you out" she huffed and slipped the clip out of her long blonde hair, letting the straightened lengths fall over her shoulders like a curtain of pure gold.
Travis chuckled his eyes watching her through the little mirror in front of him, eyes slipping down to the v cut of her corset top that let him see into the deep valley of her breasts. God she was gorgeous. And just as vicious but he couldn't help how hard she got him every damn time.
"Cornelia street, pull aside" the blonde ordered once they passed and Travis immediately obliged, parking on the side pulling up the windows. "the usual maam?" he asked getting out of the car and soon enough slipping into the back next to Taylor.
"I want you on your knees pretty boy and I want you to do a good job you hear me? Maybe I'll reward you if I feel like it afterwards" Taylor ordered, starting to pull up her skirt as Travis moved down, on his knees before his boss, as she spread her legs widely for him revealing her crotchless stockings and her lack of panties.
God Travis had been brought up in Christian faith but this was his real religion the only goddess hed kneel for was Taylor and the altar were her hips, and if he was lucky enough she'd let him feast from it, let him have a taste of heaven.
"eat up pretty boy" Taylor ordered, moving her leg and putting her perfectly manicured hand on his head, pushing his head between her legs and he obeyed just too happily, diving in, his hands thighs as he started to eat her out just like she had taught him to.
He knew exactly what she liked and how she liked it by now and god if he could he would give it to her every single damn day of his life which currently he almost did. She had him whenever she wanted to, taught him just how she wanted it and commanded him and he loved it.
Taylors head fell back and a deep sigh escaped her, followed by a moan that fell from her lips with ease. God he knew what he did and the way he did it was perfect. She'd know. She trained him like that, taught him how to eat out a woman, showed him how to and in return she could now profit from her teachings.
Another moan fell from her lips when he curled his tongue inside of her , hitting that special spot while brushing over her sensitive clit, her face covered in her juices , almost dripping but he didn't let up, always continuing.
"good boy, just like that" Taylor groaned rolling her head back.
With a final thrust of his tongue he pushed her over the edge, immediately rewarded with the cum teasing his tastebuds just a second later, her long legs twitching, stiletto heels digging into his back as she tried to push him impossibly closer but god this was just where she needed him.
As the waves of her orgasm started to subside and her body started to get back to rest, Taylor blinked , shifting to sit up a little more, looking down at Travis who was licking her cum off his chin, his eyes holding contact with hers, hungry, needy, but too obedient and smart not to take anything without having her permission.
"you did good" she purred, beckoning him up towards her which he immediately obeyed, shooting up eagerly. God how she loved his eagerness, vitality, strength.
"sit and show me, then I'll decide." She purred, trailing her hand slowly up his inner thighs, his hard muscles spanning the fabric and he immediately obliged, starting to undo his pants.
"hmm you'Re so hard for me pretty boy" Taylor purred , running her hand over travis hard cock before she reached into her purse and got a pair of handcuffs out of them, pushing Travis back until he laid traped across the bench and she could cuff him to the door, straddeling his body.
"tell me what you want, use that pretty little mouth of yours." she murmured as she slowly ground her dripping core on his boner smirking as she watched his eyes roll back slowly.
"i wanna fuck your pussy mommy, i wanna make you feel good and make you cum. i wanna relieve that ache in your cunt mistress." he groaned and whimpered quietly.
"welll too bad big boy because you are in damn trouble and you won't get to cum until i have everything sorted again because you had to mark something that's not yours." she growled, pushing her hair asside to reveal the small hickey he had left there.
"m-misstress i-I'm sorry i got carries away and-" Travis was interupted as Taylor shifted forward positioning herself over Travis mouth and sitting on his face, where he immediately went to work.
"I'll allow it this time big boy, but it seems now the two of us have to invite Miss Alura into my office and show her just how easy it is to be shut up by me."
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New Rides (a tayvis fanfiction)
FanfictionTaylor Alison Swift, 32, business woman at day and just as dominant and charming at night. Ever since the break up of her engagement the singer is in desperate need for a new lover to take the edge of a stressfull work day and unhinged interviewers...