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Blank Space Ch. 01

Author's Note: The following story contains elements of D/s, Femdom, bondage, and other kinky activities. It is in the celebrity section because it is one of the many stories here about celebrities and it will not be the first on Literotica to incorporate such elements and be incorporated under the celebrity section and I know as I've been reading this site for almost 15 years. If you are uncomfortable with such non-vanilla things feel free to read a different story. But heckling is for assholes. If you can't say something nice don't say anything at all. Seriously, fuck off. For those who are interested this is basically going to develop into a celebrity orgy series. I should point out that this is all comes from my mind and is intended to be fiction. It would be totally awesome if the Haus of Gaga which is going to become a central feature of this series did in fact exist and to give away some future plot that does refer to Lady Gaga who is going to be a central figure in later portions though I won't say yet if Colin makes the cut or not and that's because if you saw Lady Gaga coming out in 2008-2009 and were disposed to be less than vanilla you immediately saw all the kink symbolism in her music and her videos and I myself always have thought even the name "Lady Gaga" was of a kink orientation and so to give it away just a bit, the Haus of Gaga as I envision it in this story is essentially a pleasure palace, where people go to do all sorts of kinky things, overseen by the mistress of the house which is Lady Gaga. She has used the term Haus of Gaga in music before, so this is my running with this. Remember this is all fantasy and the "Haus of Gaga" is a plot device because this series is going to be centered around celebrity orgies, I just won't give away right now whether Colin is part of it for the long term. But I am of course giving away that Gaga will play a role in this series, Gaga is probably the most important artist of our generation and so it is entirely appropriate that she is included is in this series. After all it is just fiction and the right to parody is protected under the laws of this country. I also want to do a double domme story about the Olsen twins but I don't know whether to put it in this series or give it its own series.

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Colin O' Connor was so excited.

He had just won the Blank Space contest for a date with Taylor Swift.

Colin was just an ordinary guy from Savannah, Georgia.

He was Irish and had been educated at Benedictine Military School, one of the rare military schools in the United States run by the Roman Catholic Church, as his father and grandfather had been and a standby for Irish Catholic males in Savannah.

He had been recruited for The Citadel in Charleston as Benedictine kids often are and usually that's an opportunity to marry into the richest old families of Charleston which prize marrying Citadel graduates whenever they can but having had enough of military discipline while at Benedictine he chose instead to go to the University of Miami, which was an experience in and of itself and it amazed him that he partied as much as he did, spent as much time down in the Keys smoking weed and listening to Jimmy Buffett as he did and still graduated.

He had met a girl from Mobile and had moved there after college as he had engaged her, and her family's men all belonged to one of the best Mardi Gras societies in town and he was guaranteed membership if he married her but he wasn't ready for marriage at that point and went back to Savannah where he worked at an advertising firm while mulling more education and going to Charleston, Myrtle Beach, or Jacksonville to get trashed when Savannah wasn't doing it for him.

But Colin had always been fascinated by the music business and even though he regarded most new supposedly "country" music as a load of shit he was fascinated by Nashville and the first time he came to Broadway he got really fucked up and eventually he sought and found a position at a major marketing firm in Nashville.

Colin was surprised to find that a big city like Nashville had an earlier closing time than Charleston where they generally stay open to 4AM, or Mobile where bars can theoretically stay open 24 hours if they have a private club license and where the last bar downtown on a Sunday morning will be open after sunrise, and he wondered how Nashville could try and pass itself off as being like Los Angeles with such nazi law enforcement and such an oppressive and evil closing time.

But Colin O'Connor being a good coastal Georgia boy loved country music and he fell into the bar scene on Broadway easily.

A local charity was holding a raffle for a beautification effort on Dickerson Pike and the prize somehow was a date with Taylor Swift.

It was called the Blank Space Contest after her song where she sings "I have a blank space baby, and I'll write your name." It was a cute play and the city responded well to it and for $10 a ticket they had managed to raise more than a million and so it was a success.

Colin watched on local TV as they did the drawing and looked at his ticket bearing the number 017625 and then saw as they called 017625 on the TV.

Colin O'Connor, Irish Catholic boy from Savannah, Georgia, the graduate of Benedictine Military School who had chosen to party in college in Miami rather than go to The Citadel which while tough on discipline would have guaranteed a marriage into Charleston high society if he wanted it, who had a chance to marry into one of the most influential families in Mobile, Alabama and had blown it had just won a date with one of the biggest stars in the world, Taylor Swift.

And he couldn't believe it. He was going to get to be on the arm of Taylor Swift and photographed by all the paparazzi as such.

He knew this was just a charity thing and it was not like Taylor Swift was going to fuck him or enter a relationship with him but the date would be a chance for him to break into the music business.

And he was so excited about it.

Colin knew Hollywood people would be photographing his ass and at this point he felt the need to show that Savannah joir de vire and so he drove back home to buy the nicest suit from the fanciest tailor in Savannah for his date.

As far as he was concerned, Savannah had a class, elegance, and charm that Atlanta just couldn't match, after all in Atlanta they tore all the old buildings down to build big skyscrapers, even tore down the old mansions in Buckhead to do so while in Savannah they preserved their buildings.

Atlanta sought to be the New York City of Georgia, Savannah was happy with being old Georgia personified other than that Savannah has a larger Catholic population historically than most of Georgia, as reflected in the traditions of Colin's alma mater Benedictine.

But Colin got his suit and he was ready for his date with fame.

Colin had originally not liked Swift's music as he viewed her as pop and he was inclined to agree with the thoughts expressed by Hank Williams III when he sang "I'm here to put the dick in Dixie and the cunt back into country" and worse yet Colin had grown up in the era of Outkast, Jermaine Dupri, and Ludacris and so listened to his fair share of rap as well.

But over time Swift had grown on him but still he was not approaching this as starstruck so much as he was wanting to look good for the paparazzi so that maybe he could parlay this into a job as a music executive where he could bring all his cousins and old friends along for the ride for contracts in Nashville.

But the date arrived and Colin was sitting at Layla's on Broadway having a drink though one thing that bothered Colin about Tennessee greatly is that you could not buy liquor at a store on Sunday, not even in Memphis where theoretically Beale Street stays open till 6AM and then outside the limo arrived and a guy walked out of the limo and walked into Layla's.

"Are you Colin O'Connor?" the guy asked.

Upon hearing this Colin got up and said "I'm Colin O'Connor."

"Come with me, it's time for the date you won with Miss Taylor," replied the driver.

Colin followed the driver out and got into the limo.

"Help yourself to some champagne Mr. O'Connor," the driver instructed him.

"Do you have any whiskey?" replied Colin with an inquiry.

"I don't have any Evan Williams or shit like that, but there is a bottle of Johnny Walker Blue in the refigerator. Remember this is Taylor Swift you won a date with. This limo won't be stocked with bottom shelf shit like Evan Williams for that."

"I don't want to drink scotch though, malt whiskey is divine but I don't like the peat and smoke flavor, I could drink an Auchentoshan but the problem is Johnny Walker has too much smoke because they include whiskies like Laphroaig in it. I know what I want I'm thinking bourbons, irish whiskeys, canadian whiskies, shit like that."

"Well, this is Tennessee and part of this being Tennessee is we stock Tennessee whiskies. We have both Jack Daniels Whiskey and George Dickel whisky, the one in the beige white bottle."

"I'll be drinking that Dickel."

"Very well."

With that the chauffer pressed a button and a compartment opened up with George Dickel.

Colin got the bottle out and went to the mini-fridge and got some coca-cola to mix it with.

What makes Dickel such a great whisky is the maple notes in it and the fact that they'll often sell it in packages where you can get a camo George Dickel hat with your fifth.

Colin was started to get lit and then the limo finally arrived at one of the most exclusive restaurants in Nashville. He was escorted out of the limo by the driver and into the restaurant and to the table where he saw Taylor sitting, elegantly dressed in a gown which he knew cost tens of thousands of dollars. Colin came from a very prominent family in Savannah, Irish old money, but he was beside himself upon seeing Taylor so elegantly dressed.

"I take it you are Colin O'Connor of Savannah, Georgia?" asked Taylor Swift.

"I live in Nashville, how did you know I was from Savannah?"

"We do our research as part of security. I'm a big star you know."

"I know."

"So you've won the Blank Space contest. Would you really like to be my blank space?"

"What do you mean by that?"

"Have you heard my song Blank Space?"

"I have."

"So you know how I sing 'I've got a blank space baby, and I'll write your name?'"

"I do."

"How would you feel if I wrote your name?"

"What do you mean by that?"

"I mean I write your name like in the song and that means you're dating Taylor Swift. That means you're in People and on CMT and all of that. "

"You'd date me? Taylor I'm not a big star."

"I can make you a big star in a minute if I want Colin."

He knew she could. That's why he took a chance on the contest in the first place. He never imagined he'd win it but here he was sitting before Taylor Swift and she was asking him if he'd like to be her "blank space."

"I'd love if you did Taylor."

"Who knows, maybe I can but I'd want you to earn it."

"How would I earn it?"

"You'll see Colin, oh and here comes dinner."

It was an immaculate dinner, Colin at 20 oz of filet mignon, what he guessed were 30 shrimp skewers, potatoes au gratin that were to die for, and he had several glasses of champagne, from a brand that Colin recognized as being more than $200 a bottle.

Colin and Taylor talked about his life, where he was from, how his previous engagement had failed, and what he wanted to do with his life. Of couse Colin did this knowing that he was talking to a true superstar, Taylor Swift, who could do and have anything that she wanted.

"So Colin, what do you think of my music?" asked Taylor.

"I mean it's nice and sweet, admittedly I really like 1989, I do think of you more as a pop star but you are a beautiful girl, have a beautiful voice, and have a great business sense," replied Colin.

"You don't think I'm country, Colin?"

"You're a different kind. Taylor you know I mean I grew up listening to Bocephus and George Strait and shit like that. I mean a different time. You make good music Taylor and there so many styles. I would say you are more pop and that's not a bad thing, pop is why you do as well as you do. Kris Kristofferson never became the kind of national star you are."

"But what if I want to be country?"

"1989 says to me you want to be pop."

"I certainly am a crossover."

"And a very pretty one at that."

"Where do you think flattery will get you Mr. O' Connor?"

"I don't know, where do you want it to lead Miss Swift?"

"How do you know I want to lead anywhere Mr. O'Connor?"

"Why are we having this line of discussion Miss Swift?"

"Because you won the Blank Space Contest."

"Yes I did."

"You think I'd be sitting here if you hadn't?"

"You'd be missing out if you didn't."

"What did you say Colin O'Connor?"

"I'd say you'd be missing out if you didn't, Taylor Swift."

"I'm the big international star and you're just some advertising guy who came to Nashville by the way of Savannah, Georgia and you're telling me I'd be missing out if I didn't sit with you?"

"Yes."

"You've got balls Colin, you'd make a great fill-in to a blank space."

"That's just a song."

"Are you so sure?"

"You think boys only want love if it's torture?"

"Only if they want it, you never do anything without their consent?"

"Taylor?"

"You really want to understand what I just said Colin?"

"Perhaps I do."

"I might just give you your chance, boy."

"So what are we going to do now, Taylor?"

"We are going to go out on the town."

"I'm going to love that."

"You will Colin, but I don't know if you can handle me."

"I think I can, Taylor."

"We'll see, Colin, we'll see."

Colin and Taylor left the restaurant and then were taken by her limo out partying. They first partied in The Gulch and then headed down to Broadway to work the tourist set. When they got to Jimmy Buffett's Margaritaville Taylor handed the musician of the night a lot of cash and she and Colin proceeded to do duets.

Colin was milking all of this for all it was worth and he was starting to be taken in by Taylor's feminine charms and wiles.

That dreaded 3AM closing time of Nashville started closing in and Taylor and Colin were still on Broadway.

"All the bars are closing Colin," cooed Taylor.

"I wish where in New Orleans, Charleston, or Mobile Taylor."

"New Orleans I get but not the other two."

"Closing time in Charleston is 4, Mobile has no closing time for private clubs and for people who are still fucking around drunk downtown at 7 in the morning there's still a bar for them available."

"Very interesting."

"It's nothing like New Orleans, but my fiancee told me they used to have this bar called Solomon's, it's where everyone went and it only closed when major hurricanes hit, did finally shut down, she said you could even buy a sandwich there."

"You had a fiance, Colin?"

Colin just realized he had not told Taylor about his past fiance.

"Yes I did."

"And didn't work out?

"No it didn't, Taylor."

"That's sad. You know when you're a big time celebrity like me it seems like you can never find love."

"But you're rich as shit Taylor."

"But how can I know they love me and not the money and fame? It's why celebrities always date other celebrities. They think everyone else is a golddigger."

"Do you think I'm a golddigger?"

"I don't know yet Colin but I must admit you have a certain charm to you. I sort of want to give you a try."

"You want me to be your blank space?"

"Perhaps I do."

"Well Broadway is closing you know."

"It isn't it Colin. Perhaps we should go somewhere."

"Maybe we should."

"Colin, if I take you where I'm thinking of you won't be going home tonight."

Taylor Swift wanted to fuck him, Colin thought to himself.

It was like a dream come true.

He was going to be shooting his splooge all up in Taylor Swift.

That shit was going to be fucking awesome, motherfuckers were going to respect that shit.

Taylor was going to be the best lay of his life.

"I'd love to go with you Taylor," Colin said, sheepishly, hiding the extreme lust in his voice.

He wanted to fuck Taylor Swift like an animal.

He wanted to feel her from the inside.

He wanted to fuck her like an animal, his whole resistance was flawed, he wanted her to bring him closer to God.

But for now he knew she was a big time celebrity and he'd better not do anything to piss her off lest he piss off the lay of his life.

"Well alright Colin, but remember you're asking for this. Are you sure you don't want me to take you home? Are you sure you want me to show you my world?"

"I want you to show me your world, Taylor."

"Alright but if you want me to show you my world you have to be ready to be blindfolded so you won't see where you're going. Are you OK, with that Colin?"

"Yes, Taylor I am."

"Alright then, who knows, you may be able to be my blank space after all."

"That would be great, Taylor."

"Experience it first before you say that, Colin."

"OK."

Taylor Swift proceeded to blindfold Colin O'Connor in the back of the limo.

"This blindfold won't come off till you're at my place, Colin, at least one of the many places I won but this will be suitable for tonight."

"And what if I want to take the blindfold off?"

"You wouldn't."

"I would."

"Well I can't have you doing that."

"So that means we aren't having an evening?"

"No Colin O'Connor, we are having an evening. It just means I've got to keep you from removing that blindfold."

"And how do you propose to do that Taylor Swift?"

"I'm going to tie your hands behind your back so you can't pull off the blindfold."

"You're going to tie me up Taylor?"

"I have to to make sure you won't take off that blindfold."

"Can't you just take my word for it?"

"Not if you want a chance to fill that blank space. Besides you already said you would."

"Taylor, I was just joking."

"Colin, I'm a big celebrity. I can't take that chance. If this doesn't work out I can't have you knowing where we're going."

"So what if I don't want this blindfold on me?"

"That would mean I can't take you back to my place and then this night will end with no harm done and we will both forget it, it also means you're not likely to have any chance to have a coattail effect from my fame Colin O'Connor of Savannah, Georgia."

"So if I want this to end now I can and you'll take the blindfold off?"

"Yes, and I'll take you back home."

"So the choice is mine?"

"Yes, but when you say Yes Colin you are saying yes to everything I have in mind for tonight."

"And what is everything?"

"Don't worry Colin, I'm not going to hurt you. But if you want to be my blank space then well this is part of it."

Colin was wondering what she meant but he couldn't hide the excitement in his rising dick because Taylor Swift wanted to take him back to her house and apparently wanted to fuck him. Why else would she bring him back?

"Ok Taylor, I want to go back with you."

"Alright then Colin, I want you to put your hands behind your back. And keep them there."

Colin did as Taylor ordered and he soon felt a soft fabric pulling his hands together."

"Colin, I want you to know I took a pair of old stockings to tie your hands with. I keep them in the limo for just such a purpose," said Taylor, with a bit of mischief in her voice.

"And so we're going to your place?" asked Colin in reply.

"Yes, and with your hands tied behind you like that and that blindfold on I don't think you're going anywhere."

"Except to your place."

"Yes Colin, I want to see how good you are at serving me."

"You're going to turn me into your butler, Taylor?"
"I didn't mean serve like that. You'll see what I mean when you get there. And if you're good you might can even accompany me to the Haus of Gaga."

"What's the Haus of Gaga?" Colin asked, becoming more and more enthralled in the presence of this goddess.

"Serve me well and you'll find out Colin."

"You keep saying I'm going to serve you. But I'm not going to be your butler. So you want me to clean your house?"

"Colin, I don't mean serve like that."

"What do you mean?"

"You'll find out when you get there. Just know that if you want to be my blank space you have to be someone I can take to the Haus of Gaga and if you want me to take you to the Haus of Gaga you're going have to serve me well."

"And I'll find out what serving you means when I get there?"

"Yes you will Colin."

With that Taylor stuck her tongue in Colin's mouth and started kissing him with passion and feeling. She kept kissing her restrained co-passenger for a good minute. Blood started rushing to Colin's dick and he was started to get really excited. Apparently Taylor Swift did want to fuck him. He, Colin O'Connor from Savannah, Georgia was going to fuck Taylor Swift. If he kept her on his good side it would do wonders for his career. He was going to be as famous as he always wanted and was going to get there by fucking Taylor Swift. It was a dream come true. And apparently Taylor Swift used the term "serve" as a cognate for fucking, probably to confuse the limo driver in case he was listening in.

"So Colin, how did that kiss feel?" asked Taylor, intonating lust in her voice.

"It felt wonderful."

"Do you want me to start sucking your dick, Colin?"

Taylor Swift wanted to suck his dick. This was a dream come true.

"Yes, Taylor Swift, suck my dick."

"If you want me to suck your dick ask nicely. Don't command me. Remember I've got you blindfolded and and your hands tied behind your back in my limo. I'm in control Colin. If you want to serve me you must remember this."

"So how should I ask nicely Taylor?"

"Saying please would work."

"Please suck my dick Taylor."

"I can do that Colin but if you want me to suck your dick you have to agree to my conditions."

"And what are your conditions Taylor?"

"I have to tie you a bit more throughly so you won't get all jumpy."

"I won't have a problem with that Taylor."

"I'm also going to have to gag you."

"You are going to gag me?"

"I can't have you making noise Colin. We are in this limo. I am a good dicksucker. We can't attract attention. Still want that blowjob Colin?"

"I do."

"Good boy."

Taylor proceeded to tie Colin's legs together, put rope around a few more areas, trying as hard as she could to immobilize him.

"There you go all Colin, all nice and tight, try and get out."

Colin started jerking around and realized he couldn't move an inch. Taylor had him securely tied. Just as she liked it.

"No, Taylor I can't."

"Ok, well Colin I'm going gag you. Now do you want a hard ball gag or something nice and soft with cloth?"

As Colin heard the question, having never been gagged before, and being sort of weirded out by all this even as he still was salivating over the prospect of fucking Taylor Swift. That didn't make him question this perhaps as much as he should have but he was just happy to be along for the ride at this point but he didn't feel like having something hard in his mouth.

"I'll take soft, Taylor."

"I was hoping you'd say that Colin. Open wide."

Colin opened his mouth and felt something soft pushed in, he then felt some more soft things being pushed in and this seemed to cover both his mouth and the rest of his head.

"Now Colin, I have to ask you a question," Taylor cooed, "Colin, you don't want me to let you go do you? Nod for yes, shake your head for no."

Colin shook his head.

"So you wouldn't think of say, screaming for help?"

Colin shook his head again.

"Well Colin, I want you to test it out. Scream help for me Colin. Can you do that for me?"

Colin nodded his head.

"Alright then, go."

Colin started screaming out help to the top of his lungs but it came out as "mmmpppphhh" and not really loud either.

"That gag is really effective Colin, want to know what I've gagged you with?"

Colin nodded his head.

"Well I took off the panties I was wearing and then tied them in with stockings. Does that make you hot?"

Colin shook his head.

"Wrong answer Colin, I've got you now. You're supposed to say yes. It's something you'll have to learn if you want me to take you to the Haus of Gaga."

What was this Haus of Gaga she kept referring to Colin wondered but he soon stopped wondering as he felt something moist go over his dick.

Taylor Swift was sucking off Colin O'Connor. And he was loving it.

"Alright, I want you to cum for me baby," Taylor said, with lust in her voice.

Colin came, spurts and spurts of cum and Taylor sucked it all.

Taylor then began rubbing her finger through Colin's hair.

"God baby I want you to eat my clit right now but we gotta get home first, see if you can fill that blank space."

Colin was wondering what all of this had to do with "filling her blank space" or the "contest" and wasn't that just a contest so why was she talking like this?

Taylor Swift began kissing all over Colin, licking his face, licking his ear, until they finally got to her house.

"Alright Colin baby, we're here. Now when you get out of the limo I'll untie you, ungag you, and unblindfold you and walk you into the house but you have to promise not to call out anyone, use the phones, or use any internet while here. Can you do that for me Colin?"

Colin nodded his head.

He couldn't believe this.

He was going to be at Taylor Swift's house.

He was going to get to fuck Taylor Swift.

This was so awesome.

And if he did it right this would make his career. He could go be a big star in Hollywood. And fuck far more starlets than just Taylor Swift.

"Alright Colin we're here," said Taylor, with a chirpy excitement in her voice.

The night was just getting started.

Little did Colin O'Connor know just how far Taylor Swift was going to take him.

And he was going to find out what she meant when she said he was going to "serve" her.

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Sep 6, 2018 in femdom

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