“...Ms. Katy Perry!” Elvira finished, as the handlers brought out the evening’s second attraction. Ever the professional, Ms. Perry managed a smile as she strutted up to the stage. She wore a nearly-translucent pink dress that showed more cleavage than it hid, her nipples peeking out whenever she jiggled more than usual. She waved to the crowd, doing her best to suppress the fear that was so obviously burning in her eyes. The audience applauded wildly as Elvira started the introductions.
“Geeze, it looks like this pop star is already popping out of her dress!” The audience laughed at Katy’s obvious struggle to keep her breasts in her shirt. “Although she probably feels lucky to be wearing clothes again at all, with what she’s been up to.”
“You have that right,” Katy said, determined to win the audience’s favor with a perky attitude. She looked at shivering, totally nude Christina Hendricks on the other side of the stage. “Although I have a feeling that’s going to be too good to last.”
“Hahaha, you think we’re going to let you hide those cupcakes for long?” Elvira, doing her best to get a reaction out of the smiling starlet, punctuated both syllables of ‘cupcake’ by groping one of Katy’s massive tits. The pop singer scrunched her face and shut her eyes, but did not allow herself to snap. “Why don’t you tell us why you are here performing for us tonight instead of for your fans?”
Katy took a deep breath and began her tragic tale. “I was shooting a PSA about voting where I stripped down at the end and sat in a police car. Only instead of letting me out, the car just locked the doors and rolled off when the cameras stopped recording! I slammed on the windows and screamed, but the drivers just laughed. They pulled up to a warehouse, dragged me in, and stuffed me into a cage.”
Elvira gave an exaggerated look of surprise. “Even a tiger can be caged!” she said. “Speaking of stripping, how about you get that dress off while you finish your story?”
Still forcing a bright smile, Katy obliged. The audience hooted, whistled, cheered, and stomped as she began to peel off her dress, taking all the time she could. Though her outfit was loose and had been designed to come off quickly, she thought that a slow striptease might win the favor of the cruel perverts who had trapped her there.
As she turned her back to the audience to sensually strip off her clothes, Elvira got impatient. Grabbing the middle of her dress, she yanked it off in one motion. “Ack!” yelled Katy as she bent over to cover up, inadvertently spreading her round ass cheeks. The audience laughed and applauded uproariously as Katy remembered herself and turned, now flushed with barely-concealed embarrassment, to show off the goods.
“Well dreamgirl, what happened after you were in the cage?” Asked Elvira, kicking Katy’s dress off the stage and into the crowd.
“I was taken out one day and told that I had been sold. They dragged me from the cage and into the burning light, where I was handed over to Miche-” she paused, realizing that her mistress was by all likelihood in the audience that night. “I was handed over to a very powerful and beautiful ebony goddess.”
“You kissed a girl. Did you like it?” Elvira asked tauntingly.
“I did my best to please her, I really did. I ate her pussy as best as I know how, and I serviced all the powerful men and women she took in to impress them. But when my mistress wanted me to perform my songs nude for a group of visiting heads of state, I guess I got performance anxiety and forgot the lyrics. Now I’m here to try to make up for my mistakes.”
“Well honey,” said Elvira. “You’d better try your hardest, because if you mess up this time it won’t be your career that ends! It’ll be your life!” Despite her best efforts, Katy shivered at this.
“Now ladies and gentlemen, let the games begin! For our first competition, we have…”