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Debbi Finds a Win


Debbi had spent a lazy late afternoon and early evening in bed with Alan Meadows. Or at least on top of the bed, since Debbi always preferred to be taken doggy style and Alan was happy to oblige. Well, it had seemed the least she could do after he had treated her to such a gorgeous meal at the Italian restaurant in Eton and bought those designer gowns and lingerie for her. Albeit he would ultimately be reimbursed for those. She kicked him out in the early evening. They both knew this was not going to be a long lasting romance and Debbi had a lot to think about before the formal interview on Tuesday with Sir Jason. She was now clear in her mind that she wanted to leave the company but did she want a change of career path as well ? She was hardly 'passionate about communications networks' as the job ads liked to maintain. But she wanted to make sure she got straight exactly what working for Sir Jason would entail.

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The interview on Tuesday at Sir Jason's London offices went well. He greeted Debbi warmly but there was no indication that when they had first met she had been naked, or at best very scantily attired, for a prolonged period. She had decided against wearing one of the new designer gowns and had opted for one of her old faithful business suits and it seemed to have been a good choice. Jason had explained that being his PA would entail much more than what in olden days might have been termed secretarial duties. Debbi would be his rock, his public face, the first point of contact with his various business associates, responsible for his social media and so on. It would be a very fluid role and she would also be expected to assist Lady Annabelle in her charitable endeavours from time to time.

It would be full on but her reward would be a very attractive package indeed. Financially it would be a big jump on her current not unimpressive salary. And in addition she would receive an annual clothing allowance. Jason was happy for her to commute from home on routine days but there would be times when she would need to be available late into the evening and she would have use of an ensuite guest room in his London penthouse. The job would also involve considerable foreign travel, when she would be put up in the same five star hotels that Jason would be using. There was a generous holiday entitlement to compensate for occasional weekend working, although Jason stressed that she would be expected to take her time off at the same time as himself. He reassured Debbi that Lady Annabelle liked to take plenty of holidays throughout the year and so that should not be a problem.

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"What's this ?" Jeff exclaimed incredulously. "What does it look like ? It's my resignation" Debbi replied as she stood in front of his desk. "But you can't do that" Jeff spluttered. "What do you mean, I can't do that ? This isn't indentured slavery" answered Debbi. "I know, er, um , of course, I didn't mean that. But all the training we've given you and the resources we've put at your disposal" he blustered. "What training ?" Debbi scoffed. "A couple of measly one day seminars ? All I learnt about comms I got from reading manuals in bed at night. Don't worry. I'm not joining a competitor." "What are you going to do ?" Jeff asked. "That's my business" was Debbi response. "But, but, can't you give us longer notice ?" Jeff pleaded. "I only have to give a month under the terms of my contract. Anyway, you're always telling me how wonderful Diane is" retorted Debbi. "But the mud wrestling ? Diane's already arranged the ring and equipment and opponent" "Ah, so now we get to the crux of it. All you're worried about is the bloody mud wrestling !" "No, of course not" Jeff protested. "Well, worry no more. I'm not bloody doing it" Debbi affirmed as she turned and left the office.

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"You're doing the right thing" Carol reassured Debbi. Carol was the only one she had told what her new job was going to be. "What about you ? Sorry to leave you in the lurch with Diane" Debbi replied. "If I was going to another company I'd try to find you a place but I can't with this job" she explained. "No problems. There's plenty of openings at my level if that cow becomes too much" Carol laughed. They were interrupted by Jeff and the MD. "Er, Debbi, look. Er, the company have invested a lot in preparing for this mud wrestling event. Surely as a gesture of goodwill after all the time you've been here ? A final boost to staff morale ?" "Bugger off" said Debbi. The MD more or less repeated Jeff's plea. Debbi paused. "Alright" she said. "I'll do it but only on one condition. That I get to pick my opponent for the fight." "But Diane's already got an opponent lined up" Jeff objected. "I bet she has, probably someone from that TV Gladiators show" Debbi speculated, not knowing how close to the truth she was. "But I'm not fighting her. I'll only do it if I get to pick who I'll fight" she repeated. "OK, well who do you want to fight ?" Jeff asked. "I want to fight Diane" said Debbi !

Diane ought to have been feeling over the moon about Debbi's resignation. It left the field clear for her to continue advancing within the company. But part of her would miss the opportunity to continue tormenting Debbi with occasional humiliating stunts. And now, of course, there was this feeble attempt at a retaliatory stunt. Trying to rope her into being Debbi's opponent for the mud wrestling fight. When it was initially proposed Diane had naturally refused, affirming that it was absurd to expect a high ranking executive such as her to partake in anything so demeaning. Jeff and the MD had backed her up but unfortunately for her, Eamon happened to be present on one of his periodic visits from Dublin and he had reminded them that it hadn't stopped Debbi, a similarly high ranking executive, from being the butt of several such escapades. Diane had always suspected that the old roue who had founded the company had a soft spot for Debbi.

Diane's next strategy was to confront her erstwhile accomplices. She first approached her cousin Elizabeth who was on an internship with the company from the previous year's graduate intake. "I'm afraid it's going to have to be you that fights her Lizzie" Diane had begun. "Er, I don't think so" Elizabeth had replied. "I don't think daddy would take too kindly to that" she emphasised. Diane always exaggerated her minor aristocratic family ties and it was Elizabeth's side of the family that were by far the more influential. Admitting defeat, Diane turned to her other alternative. "Well, it seems as if it's going to have to be you then Aditty" she confronted the Asian girl she had mentored. "No way" was the quick response. "I'm playing my MWIS card." "What on earth's an MWIS card ?" Diane wanted to know. "Muslim When It Suits" Aditty explained. "A good Muslim girl could never expose herself to something like that" she grinned. "But you're the least pious Muslim I know" Diane spluttered, regarding Aditty's tight black skirt that sat well above her knee and somewhat undermined the significance of the headscarf she was wearing. "How many other Muslims do you know ?" retorted Aditty. "Anyway, like I said, Muslim when it suits and it suits me now !"

Diane could only imagine the HR consequences if she attempted to coerce Aditty to take part. And in any case, she didn't know what Debbi's response might be to having an alternative opponent foisted on her. She made one final attempt to enlist Jeff's support but he did not dare to go against Eamon and there was also the not inconsiderable cost of cancelling the equipment they had already hired. Diane had no fear of losing the fight to Debbi but even so, she would be bound to get a little grubby. "Alright, I'll do it" she finally conceded. "But since she's picked her own opponent, I reserve the right to select our respective costumes !" "That sounds fair" agreed Jeff.

Carol was outraged on Debbi's behalf. "Diane's got no shame !" she exclaimed. "Though you might have known she would pull a stunt like this when she got Jeff to agree to her choosing the costumes." They had ascertained that Debbi was to wear a flimsy Ann Summers lingerie set, while Diane would be firmly encased in knee length spandex cycling shorts and an iron clad sports bra that provided full coverage of her ample breasts with barely even a hint of cleavage. The only mildly titillating thing that Diane might be displaying would be her navel.

"You're going to be naked and covered in mud in next to no time, especially with Jeff as the referee" Carol continued to complain. She couldn't understand why Debbi appeared to be so sanguine about the whole affair. Normally, she would be cursing and fuming but this time she seemed perfectly calm. "I took it as a given that I'd end up naked as soon as I agreed to this final stunt" she said. "But then she wins yet again. And she's added this clause that the winner gets to clean up in the executive shower room afterwards while the naked loser gets hosed down in the car park" Carol raged.

"C'est la vie" said Debbi. "It wouldn't be the first time" she added. "But they're assuming mild mannered and brow beaten little Debbi is going to play by the rules like she always does. What they are not taking into their calculations is that I no longer give a shit and the contest ends when I say it does, not Jeff !"

Yet again, Debbi was getting undressed in her own office to prepare for one of Diane's stunts. No matter how many times she had done it, it still felt strange to her to be taking her clothes off in the working environment of the office. But this time was different. This time was the last time. She took off her own underwear and put on the Ann Summers set that she had insisted the company bought for her to wear once Diane had chosen their respective costumes for the fight. She was under no illusions that the flimsy articles would not be utterly wrecked as a result of the mud wrestling and she had no intention of ruining the designer underwear from Celia's boutique. She was under no illusion that she would almost certainly end up totally naked and covered in slime. But this was the last time.

"All set ?" asked Carol, who had been watching her soon to be ex-boss prepare and was impressed by how calm she seemed to be. "Yep" Debbi replied. "Have you got the scissors ?" she asked. Carol confirmed that she did. "Right, let's get this show on the road" Debbi proclaimed and the pair left the security of the office to take the lift down to the lobby, where they knew the rest of the company was already assembling around the temporary wrestling ring.

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Diane studied her reflection in the mirror in her office. "Looking good boss" Aditty complimented her. Diane was still fuming about having been unable to get out of this, still feeling that it was beneath her dignity to be taking part. But she was satisfied with her reflection; looking good but at the same time not really showing anything. She knew that the mere act of stepping into the ring would mean she would get spattered with mud to a certain extent and that irked her. But she felt secure in the spandex cycling shorts and industrial size sports bra. She knew what Debbi would be wearing and she knew that, although Debbi was quite fit, she was taller and stronger and had been working in the gym for the past week to make sure there would be no mishaps. It was going to be short and brutal. And then she would be luxuriating under a nice hot shower in the executive bathroom while Debbi was being hosed down in public in the car park !

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Jeff, Eamon and the MD were preparing to make their way down to reception. Normally it would be Diane acting as mistress of ceremonies for Debbi's monthly morale boosting stunts but on this occasion Eamon had agreed to come over from Dublin and do the honours. Jeff had obtained a striped referees shirt in the U.S. style from somewhere or other. "I don't envisage having to do much more than count to ten for a submission, because Diane is going to overpower Debbi pretty quickly" he remarked. "A pity but I fear you're right" Eamon agreed. "Though I have detected a slight undercurrent of animosity between these two ladies and I wouldn't underestimate the depth of feeling on Debbi's part" he added with a mischievous grin.

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Debbi and Diane were already bickering. They both wanted to be in the blue corner. Debbi because blue was the national team colour of Italy and she wanted to fight as a representative of both England and Italy in honour of her parentage. Diane wanted the blue corner because she thought of herself as representing the ancestral rights of the blue blooded aristocracy. As referee, Jeff decided in Diane's favour. "You're in the red corner Debbi, it matches the colour of your costume" he decided. "What there is of it" Diane smirked, considering the skimpy red bra and knickers which were all that Debbi was wearing.

Eamon meanwhile was at his avuncular best and had warmed up the crowd ready for the contestants appearance. So when Debbi entered it was to cheers and wolf whistles, while Diane was met with a chorus of boos that only the most charitable would describe as good natured. "Plebs" she muttered under her breath. Jeff took the mic to explain the rules of the contest, such as they were. The fight was to be decided by a submission or by a shoulder pin for a count of ten. The announcement that the loser would be hosed down outside in the car park as a further forfeit was warmly received by the watching staff. Jeff drew the two adversaries together to warn them that he wanted a good clean fight. Debbi had expected the sort of impenetrable costume that Diane had selected for herself but she had not considered that Diane would also be sporting sports shoes while she herself was barefoot. "That's not fair" she protested. "It was agreed that I would choose the costumes once the concession was made that you could pick your opponent and for some unfathomable reason you chose me" Diane pointed out. "Why you would do that when you knew it would be certain to end in defeat I have no idea" she continued confidently.

The two retreated to their respective corners where Carol and Aditty were acting as their respective assistants. Eamon rang a bell enthusiastically to signal the start of the contest and Debbi hurled herself across the ring at Diane. Unfortunately, her bare feet quickly began to slip and slither in the slime of the mud which had been liberally spread all over the ring. She was already toppling forward when she made a desperate lung at Diane's midriff. Although she was able to grasp her opponent around the waist. Debbi's surge had lost all momentum and all she had succeeded in doing was to make herself vulnerable to Diane being able to reach down and grab Debbi's own waist in a firm lock. With Debbi held fast and with her feet slipping, it was a simple matter for Diane to bend her double and deftly unclasp her bra, before wrenching it clean off of her body and hurling it out of the ring. The bout had only been going for twenty seconds and Debbi was already topless !

Diane pushed Debbi further down onto her knees, attempting to bury her face in the mud. She partially succeeded before Debbi wrestled clear but as she tried to stand, her feet once more slipped beneath her and Diane was able to push her onto her back. Jumping on top of her, Diane tried to clamp Debbi's wrists. "Submit ?" she asked. "No way" hissed Debbi, kicking out and bucking frantically. Diane pushed down on Debbi's shoulders and Jeff began to count. "One, two, three.." Debbi was able to partially rise and stop the count. Diane tried again. This time the count reached five but Debbi was still able to rise enough to stop it.

Diane tried a different approach. She got up and stood on Debbi's wrists and then reached down to grab her ankles and pull them right back over her head. Diane then squatted down on Debbi's ankles, trapping her shoulders too. Surveying Debbi's upturned ass, it was too tempting a target not to rip the flimsy thong knickers off, thus rendering Debbi once more naked. Diane looked down at herself and there was rather more mud than she would have liked spattered on the small amount of flesh that she did have showing. But she knew she would soon be showering in the privacy and comfort of the executive bathroom and the view that she knew Debbi was presenting more than compensated for that. Stew had had clearer shots of Debbi's asshole and pussy during previous stunts but even through the mud, he was getting pretty good shots for his live stream.

Diane looked over at Jeff expectantly. Debbi's shoulders were surely pinned ? Jeff began to intone "One, two, three..." Diane could feel Debbi still tensing and trying to push beneath her but in the position that Diane had manoeuvred her into, there was nothing she could do. Diane began to slap Debbi's upturned ass in time with the count "...eight, nine, ten, out !" The bout was over. Once more it had ended in ignominy and humiliation for Debbi. Diane beat a final triumphant tattoo on Debbi's ass and got to her feet to receive the plaudits of victory.

Diane strode confidently back to her corner to allow Jeff to raise her arm in victory and to acknowledge the smattering of lukewarm applause. Debbi hauled herself to her feet looking like the creature from the black lagoon, festooned as she was with her comprehensive coating of mud and slime. "Scissors" she hissed at Carol. Her assistant slipped her sharpest dressmaking scissors into Debbi's hand. Debbi had been practicing her moves over and over in her mind ever since she learned that Diane would be choosing the costumes for the fight. She knew she had to be quick, since the element of surprise would not last long.

Fortunately, she was now prepared for the slipperiness of the ring underfoot and was able to swiftly make her way back across the ring. Diane was still distracted and did not see her coming. Just as she had envisaged in her mental rehearsal of the scene, Debbi pulled out the back of Diane's substantial bra and deftly sliced through with the scissors in one go. Diane felt her breasts sag but before she could compute what was happening, Debbi had taken a firm grasp on the cycling shorts and with one mighty tug had pulled them down to Diane's knees ! The audience began to hoot and holler in delight. It seemed as if the fight was going to go on a bit longer ! Diane's exposed white flesh glowed like a beacon in contrast to where the rest of her body had been covered with mud. The spandex shorts had been a substantial defence but now, bunched around her knees, their elasticity was an obstacle for Diane. Instinctively she reached down to pull them up but they were too tight and all she succeeded in doing was to shrug off the remnants of the bra, which Debbi quickly grabbed and threw to one side.

Still disorientated by this sudden turn of events and still hobbled by the shorts around her knees, it only took one good shove for Debbi to push Diane onto her back in the mud. As Diane floundered, Debbi set to work slashing away at the cycling shorts with her scissors and in no time at all, they were also flying out of the ring. "Scissors Deb" called Carol who had come over to that side of the ring to retrieve her favourite dressmaking tool before it became lost in the mud. Debbi handed them over before launching herself on top of Diane. The surprise attack had been a complete success and the two women were now grappling and rolling about in the mud, oblivious to anyone else around them. The pent up resentment built up over months now had its release. "Fucking bitch", "You cow", "I'll fucking destroy you", "Just you try". "Ummph", "Ow, my hair", "Grrr", "You pinched me !"

"You're the referee. Aren't you going to stop them ?" the M.D. demanded of Jeff. "Debbi stop it" Jeff cried ineffectually. "The fight's over. You lost" he added. "It's over when I say it is" Debbi snarled back. "Fucking, fucking bitch !"

"I think you're going to have to separate them" said the M.D. "But they're naked" Jeff protested. "So we noticed, get in there and put a stop to it before they hurt one another."

Jeff timidly set foot over the boundary into the ring. "Now that's enough ladies, you're making a spectacle of yourselves." His plea fell on deaf ears and the catfight continued. Realising he was going to have to get hands on, despite the lack of clothing on either of the combatants, Jeff reached in to try and grab Debbi's shoulders and pull them apart. But at that precise moment, the fighting pair began to roll around together, taking Jeff off at the knees and causing him to tumble down on top of them. He was immediately coated in thick mud and slime. "Debbi stop it" he called, now much more frantically and reaching in to try and pull the pair apart. "Get off my tits !" "Sorry, sorry but come on ladies, this has gone far enough."

Jeff finally managed to get a grip on Debbi's shoulders and pull her off of Diane. They stood up and Diane attempted to follow suit before slipping back down on her ass. A second attempt to rise was more successful. It was only then that the trio came to their senses and took in the raucous scenes in the audience who had been thoroughly entertained and were going wild. "Deb-bi, Deb-bi, Deb-bi" was the chant.

Eamon had taken over the mic again. "A big round of applause for our two contestants and our gallant referee" he called. The crowd all cheered heartily. "As you may recall, the forfeit for the loser was to be hosed down in the car park while the winner showered in the executive bathroom" Eamon continued. "However, I think that Jeff is going to be in need of the executive bathroom and it rather looks to me as if we have two losers, so I propose that both Debbi and Diane be hosed down outside in the car park !" This was a suggestion that seemed to be met with almost universal approval !

Debbi wasn't exactly looking forward to being hosed down out in the car park. She knew it would be cold, though there would be the compensation of getting clean from the mud and slime that covered her and Carol had promised her some shampoo. It would also be yet another public embarrassment but she consoled herself that it wouldn't be the first and was going to be the last. And it was worth it to have finally managed to get some measure of revenge over Diane. It would not even begin to put them equal but to have a one inserted in her win column was infinitely better than having a nil !

She mustered as much dignity as was possible under the circumstances and strode towards the door leading to the car park. "Don't worry about dripping mud on the flooring Deb, the contractors who supplied the ring will clear it all up when they dismantle" Stew informed her, as he hurried past with his camera equipment ready to set up in the car park. Diane meanwhile was being forcibly dragged towards the car park by Carol and Aditty who were in charge of the hoses. It was worth getting the odd splash of mud on their clothes. "I'm not going out there like this" Diane protested. "What then ? Are you going to drive home in this state and ruin your car ? There's no other way you're going to get clean, Eamon will see to that" Aditty reasoned, who was revelling in her superior's temporary downfall. As was Diane's cousin Elizabeth. The intern had her phone out, ready to forward all the gory details of the car park cleansing to the Poshos WhatsApp group they both belonged to !

Despite trying to prepare herself for the ordeal, Debbi was still taken aback by the crowd waiting outside. The entire staff of the company had rushed out from the foyer ahead of them but there were also heads craning out of all the surrounding offices and a crowd of passers by was growing, attracted by the noise. Debbi and Diane's appearance was greeted by loud cheers. "OK, stand over there ladies" instructed Eamon, indicating an area by the wall that had been cleared. Carol and Aditty were attaching the fire hoses to the hydrant. Carol tossed the bottle of shampoo to Debbi. "Arms out, legs apart" she barked at them.

Both women squealed loudly as the first jets hit them in the midriff. There were hoots of laughter as they tried in vain to cover up. "Don't keep doing that, the whole point of the exercise is to get the mud off of you" Carol yelled. "And we have to reach everywhere" Aditty added happily ! Carol had flashbacks to when she had been on the receiving end with Debbi in the contamination unit all those months ago. "Bend over and spread your cheeks ladies" she called maliciously.

The crowd were delighted with the spectacle and many were busy recording it and straining to find the best view. The jets were doing a most efficient job of blasting off the mud and the view being presented of the two women's bodies was getting clearer and clearer. Debbi ducked her head into one of the jets and then began to apply the shampoo to her hair. Somewhat surprisingly she offered the bottle to Diane and although reluctant to accept the kindness, Diane knew her hair was also caked with mud. The jets were finally turned off with Debbi and Diane still sporting hair covered in lather. "Have you got the buckets Gilbert ?" called Eamon over the mic. The lecherous security guard stepped forward and in a relay with Carol and Aditty, he poured the icy water over the heads of the two hapless executives to fully rinse off the suds !

"Has anyone got a towel ?" Diane cried out, looking a far cry from her usual dominant self. "No towels, you have to air dry" laughed Carol. "Better wave your arms around, do a few jumping jacks" she recommended.

[Debbifan]

Debbi as Miz No-E : Part Ten


"I can't sing that" Debbi protested. "What's the problem ?" countered Samantha. "It's, it's obscene" said Debbi, feeling herself starting to blush. "Slightly risqué perhaps but you know that SEXFLIX is an adult channel. And Jody's put such a lot of thought into it !"

Hold on a minute, I hear you say. Surely Miz No-E had made her absolutely, definitively, no possible way of going back on the decision, final performance ? Scroll back two weeks to a meeting in Jeff's office.

"No Way ! No. No, no, no, no, no. I said I was finished. Never again. No !" This was Debbi speaking. Jeff allowed her to burn herself out. Also in attendance were Solomon and Oscar from the charity, Charles the SEXFLIX producer and DollaXL's British representative Saffron. Solomon knew that it would be strategically beneficial to have Jeff on board. "But Debbi" her boss began. "Look at this itinerary. Lagos, Jo'burg, Mumbai, Bangkok, Seoul, Tokyo, Sydney and ending up in Rio for the carnival !" Part of the offer was for Miz No-E to join the final stages of Dolla's world tour, the rapper having already completed the North American and European legs.

"But I don't see what's in it for the charity or the company" Debbi objected. Those present already noted the slight wavering in her determination not to be roped in again. "There's going to be a free full page ad for the charity in the official concert program and Dolla's coming on board as a patron" Solomon explained. "But I'm a serious business women, not some stripper. I don't want this as a career. I want my job here" Debbi asserted. "Your job'll stay open Deb. Diane can always cover for now. Look on it as a kind of sabbatical" Jeff reassured her.

"But I still don't see what the company gets out of it ?" Debbi still tried to resist. "That's where SEXFLIX comes in" said Charles. The other part of the offer being made to Debbi was for another extravaganza filmed at the SEXFLIX studios, this time a special devoted entirely to Miz No-E. "We'll film a serious appeal for the charity here in the office that will be aired in the ad breaks of your show and then regularly afterwards. We'll even pay for it to run on some mainstream channels. You'll be dressed normally in your business suit with the company logo prominently displayed behind you" he explained. "And you can always drop the company name if you do any interviews abroad" Jeff added.

And so it was that Debbi found herself in the project meeting at the TV studios perusing Jody's latest rap, the first of several new ones required for the show and tour. The black girl had outdone herself this time. "But it's obscene" she repeated !

Reading it again in the meeting room, Debbi tried to imagine herself performing this rap :

"Dolla's eye for talent's keen and secure,

That's why he invited me on his tour.

So everything'd go without a hitch,

He knew he needed this foxy white bitch !

I know my stuff, ain't afraid to show it,

Make all the boys hard, they can't help but grow it.

From Paris to London, in all the big cities,

The boys go crazy when they see my titties.

And just to prove I've got real class,

I turn my back on them and shake my ass !

From West to East Ruislip, North or South Carolina,

Everyone loves to see my vagina !

Displayed on a big screen wide and proud,

With my clitty poking out from under its' shroud !

Look at me, I'm Miz No-E,

The sassiest rapper currently.

Raunchy and reckless, a born survivor,

Just like my ancestor, Lady Godiva !"

Debbi groaned, thinking of the kind of choreography that they might come up with for this routine !

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"You're getting quite good at this. You really should take it up as a career" suggested Avalon, who was once more working on Debbi's face make up. Debbi reluctantly admitted to herself that her rap performances had gone up a notch since the first clodhopping attempts on the desk in the classroom. She guessed that if one practiced enough, anything would improve. "But I don't want this as a career" she protested. "Anyway, I'm 26 already. Nobody's going to want to look at my bits when I'm forty !"

"Oh I dunno" countered Avalon. "You've got the kind of body and bone structure that'll age well. Look at Madonna, she's still doing it at 60" she reasoned. "Yeah but botoxed to the max, that's not for me" said Debbi. "But you could morph into MILF No-E instead of Miz No-E" Avalon laughed. Debbi joined in. "I have no ambition to be MILF No-E !"

They were starting shooting for the SEXFLIX special. The project meeting had thrashed out a basic schedule. They were shooting four segments in the studio and Debbi had been promised, or threatened with more like from her point of view, a couple of location shoots. They were starting off today in the studio with a routine for Jody's new tour rap. Charles had informed Debbi that she would be performing this in a kind of showgirl costume but without the costume ! Meaning that she would have towering heels and a feathered headdress but they would dispense with any bra or G-string.

They had also dispensed with G-Rod and the King. Debbi was from now on going to be surrounded by professionals. She hoped that she could raise her game, though she wasn't naïve enough to think that her audience would be that concerned with the quality of her moves when so much else of her was going to be on display !

Avalon finished adjusting Debbi's headdress and added a dusting of glitter to her body. "There, you look sensational" she asserted. Debbi glanced in the full length mirror and again realized that she looked pretty good but it was not the image of herself that she wanted to portray to the whole world. The level of embarrassment still remained off the scale as far as she was concerned !

Most of the choreography for the tour rap was going to be borrowed from Debbi's existing Miz No-E routines, at least as far as the SEXFLIX special was concerned. "Can you do the splits Deb ?" Charles had asked. "I used to be able to when I was much younger and did ballet lessons" she had replied. "But I've got no idea if I still can." "I'm sure you'll be great, the knack will still be there. So ok guys" he advised the accompanying dancers, "when she gets to the bit singing about her clitty, lift her up and spread her into the splits so we can all clearly see what it is that she's singing about !"

Debbi was apprehensive as well as mortified about what would be on show. But these were trained professionals who had been handling female partners in dance routines for years and after a couple of trial runs had reassured Debbi, the resultant climax to the rap was spectacular ! Debbi was held in place and filmed from all angles during the lengthy instrumental outro.

Charles was delighted. "That'll start the show off with a bang" he opined. Unlike the Telethon, there was no audience for these recordings which suited Debbi. Although the place was still thronged with technicians and hangers on. She could only speculate on how big a TV and online audience the broadcast was likely to get. She hurried back to her dressing room where Avalon would help her clean off the glitter from her body that would not be required for the next sequence.

"So it's Eve next ?" the makeup girl asked. "Yeah" said Debbi. "We normally have fig leaves when someone does Eve but Charles said you won't be wearing any ?" Ava continued. "No, thanks to Jody's lyrics" replied Debbi ruefully. She broke out into character. "I'm Miz No-Eve, don't give me no grief; I don't give a fig about no leaf !" Avalon laughed. "She does have a way with words."

"I'm just thankful that the insurance cost was too high to have a real snake. I think I'm supposed to interact with some CGI thing in front of a green screen" Debbi continued. "Wow, you're getting to be a real pro" Ava complimented her.

Avalon just touched up the basic face and body makeup that Debbi needed for the studio lights but otherwise she was totally nude and unadorned for her portrayal of Eve. "I know you know your lyrics" Charles began. When it gets to the instrumental break, I want you to writhe on the floor and rub yourself" he continued. "Sorry ?" said Debbi. "The CGI will show a snake trying to get between your legs and you're fending it off" Charles explained disingenuously. He wasn't certain how the snake was going to be inserted into the tableaux but he'd get some stellar footage regardless. "Oh, right. I see" replied Debbi, trying to grasp the context.

"Then while the outro's playing, you climb the tree and straddle the branch eating the apple seductively" Charles continued. "How do I climb ?" Debbi objected. "There are foot and hand holds built in, see ?" Charles pointed out. There were indeed hand and footholds but these were placed sufficiently far apart so that Debbi would be reaching and stretching and displaying nicely as she climbed !

Unlike the tour rap, which had been captured in one take after an initial run through to perfect the splits, the Eve routine needed four tries before Charles was satisfied that Debbi was showing the desired level of ecstasy with her snake and with the temptation of the apple as she straddled the branch.

"So, there's a costume again for this one Deb" Avalon chirruped cheerfully back in the dressing room. Debbi regarded the pair of Roman centurion style boots that the makeup girl was holding, together with a sword and a bow and arrow. Needless to say, the boots would be her only clothing as she transformed into Miz No-E, the Amazon warrior. Debbi groaned and then lapsed into character for Avalon's benefit, since she knew the girl enjoyed it. "In a past life, I was an Amazon warrior; Don't mess with me or you couldn't be sorrier !"

The two women laughed. "I've just got to daub some war paint on you too" Ava said. "Amazons were probably a bit dowdy in real life, if in fact they even existed. So Charles is going for a kind of fantasy prairie Indian look !"

"Ow ! Fuck ! Bloody thing !" Debbi dropped the bow on the floor. "That's one for the blooper reel" laughed Charles. "Legend has it that the Amazons cut off their right breast to stop that happening" he chuckled. The director had been standing admiring the tautness of Debbi's muscles and the intense look of concentration as she pulled back the bow and aimed her arrow at an imaginary target. But when she released the shot, the bowstring administered a painful flick to her erect nipple !

"Ouch that smarts" Debbi complained, unselfconsciously rubbing her tit. More material for the blooper reel. "Try again when you're ready, just hold the bow a little further away from your body this time" advised Charles. "Too right" answered Debbi.

After a mock fight sequence with the sword and a feisty intonation of Jody's lyrics, the Amazon segment was complete. "Just the one more sequence to shoot today Debbi" confirmed Charles as he called cut.

"It's not bruised is it ?" Debbi asked, cupping her tit and showing it to Avalon. "No it's fine. Shouldn't be so perky" the makeup girl laughed. "I'll just tidy you up but Andre's going to be painting you, he's the specialist." Debbi hadn't been looking forward to this. Well, she hadn't been looking forward to any of it if truth be told but having her entire body coated in gold paint was definitely bottom of the list.

"Don't worry dear, we don't use Dulux" the slightly camp mixed race boy who was going to paint her joked. "How easy is it to get off ?" wondered Debbi nervously. "Oh, no problem at all. We just take you out in the car park and blast you with an industrial hose" Andre replied. Debbi was horrified. Andre laughed. " Nah, a normal shower will easily get rid of it. Ava'll help you."

The concept was based around a famous scene from a James Bond movie. Debbi tried to memorize Jody's patter for this song; "When all's said and done if truth be told, Miz No-E's body's worth more than gold. Seeing her nude don't ever get old, all the spies go crazy when she acts so bold."

"Just stand on the mark here and we'll get started" said Andre.

Debbi stood patiently with arms outstretched while Andre got to work coating her entire body in gold paint. Ava had pulled her hair clear of her face with a bandana. "Goodness but you're a pretty one" gushed Andre as he worked on her face. "Oooh, and blushing too ! Don't worry, the paint will cover that." He moved down to her neck and shoulders. "Now for those perky little titties of yours !"

"That tickles" Debbi complained as Andre circled her erect nipples. "Wait until I get lower down" Andre laughed. "You're an easy subject. No sag in those boobs so I don't have to keep lifting them to get underneath." He continued his journey down Debbi's body. She was vaguely aware of the people drifting by observing the procedure with interest.

"Look what's come out to say hello" exclaimed Andre as he began to coat Debbi's clitoris in gold paint. "I ought to charge more for this extra paint" he joked. "It tickles" repeated Debbi. "I did warn you" laughed Andre, along with Avalon who was on standby in case required. The body artist began working his way down her legs. "Feet apart just a little bit darling" he instructed so that he could get at her inner thighs.

"Ok, turn around and we can get your back done" said Andre after he had explained there was no need to coat the soles of Debbi's feet. With no sensitive body parts, her back was soon covered. "Bend over darling so I can do between your cheeks" demanded Andre as he reached Debbi's ass. "Ava, can you spread her cheeks for me ?" he asked the makeup girl. "Is that really necessary ?" the embarrassed Debbi moaned. In truth, it wasn't necessary but Debbi was unaware that the entire procedure was being filmed in graphic close up by Sean the ace cameraman for use on the program.

Because the body painting footage was going to be inserted, there was less need for an elaborate routine as Debbi gyrated and performed Jody's lyrics for the Golden Girl segment. It had been a long day and Debbi was relieved it was over as she made her way back to the dressing room. "Is it really easy to get this stuff off ?" she asked Ava anxiously. "Absolutely" the purple haired makeup girl replied as she began taking off her own clothes !

"What are you doing ?" said Debbi. "You need me to help you get the stuff off and the only way I can do that is to get into the shower with you" Ava explained !

"Oh my god, you've dyed those purple too !" exclaimed Debbi as Avalon got into the shower alongside her and Debbi caught sight of the makeup girl's pubes. "A goth's gotta do what a goth's gotta do" laughed Avalon. "They look great" said Debbi. "I'd like to grow some pubes again for a change but no chance of that until after Dolla's tour I guess" she added ruefully.

The squeals and laughter emanating from within Debbi's dressing room aroused curiosity among those outside. Charles the producer poked his head around the door and Sean the cameraman, ever on the alert for useful footage, stood discretely behind his shoulder. "Having fun you two ?" asked Charles. Avalon was vigorously rubbing a cleansing lotion into Debbi's skin and when it was being applied to the more sensitive parts of her anatomy, Debbi was exploding with laughter. "Got to get all this gold paint off before she goes home" explained Avalon, turning Debbi around and eliciting a yelp of surprise as her hand delved between Debbi's cheeks. "I'll leave you to it then" said Charles, who received a confirmatory wink from Sean that he had captured another titillating snippet that could be edited into the show later.

"Are you coming with us tomorrow ?" Debbi enquired as the pair stood towelling themselves dry. Tomorrow was to be a location shoot on the nudist beach at Brighton, where Debbi would be portraying Miz No-E as Aphrodite emerging from the sea. "Yeah" Ava confirmed. "There won't be much need for makeup in the sea but Charles wants me there just in case."

"Good" said Debbi." I hope the weather holds" she added. "Yeah, though the better the weather, the bigger the crowd of punters milling around trying to get a glimpse of your cute little bod" Ava pointed out. "Has Jody researched Greek mythology ?" the goth girl wondered, slightly incredulous. Debbi groaned before launching into her patter, which she knew was what Avalon wanted her to do. "It's Miz No-E coming out of the sea; playing the goddess Aphro-di-te; Came outta a shell and not no egg; that's why I strut around like sex on legs !" Avalon collapsed in laughter.

"Ow, shit, bloody stones" cried Debbi as she toppled forward onto her palms. The infamous pebbles of Brighton beach were playing havoc with her attempts to portray Aphrodite emerging seductively from the sea. A sea that was none too warm either, causing goose pimples to appear on her flesh and her erect nipples to stand proud and prominent. She cut a bedraggled figure with seaweed in her hair, that Samantha had maliciously thought would be an authentic touch, and carrying a trident. Did Aphrodite carry a trident ? Who knew? Who cared ?

"Try to be a bit more professional Deb, this isn't working" complained Charles. Debbi bristled. To be accused of being unprofessional, on top of all the indignities she had suffered as a result of the Miz No-E travesties, was too much. "You try walking on these bloody stones in your bare feet" she shouted back at the director.

This was all comedy gold for the crowd of around two or three hundred people who were herded the other side of the barriered area of beach on which the SEXFLIX team was working. Samantha was well pleased with the short interview she had managed to get on the local news the previous evening. Ostensibly, she had been apologizing for any inconvenience but warning anyone who might be offended by female nudity to stay away from the area tomorrow, adding that it was all in a good cause. Of course she knew well enough that such an announcement would also serve to attract the rowdy and the curious in their droves, as well as the perverts who would be able to gawp openly instead of in their usual furtive manner.

The filming had ground to a halt. "This isn't working" Charles complained. "We should have tried to find a sandy beach." They had plumped for Brighton because it was an officially sanctioned nudist beach. Avalon tentatively approached the group of Debbi, Sean, Charles and Samantha. "Look, I've got these Roman sandals I brought along from wardrobe. I know Aphrodite would not have come out of her shell in sandals but I'm sure our target audience couldn't care less about that and it'll be a lot easier for Debbi."

"You're right and Sean's not going to be shooting any close ups of her feet ! Good girl Ava" agreed Charles. Debbi leaned on Avalon's shoulder as she slipped on the sandals, not wanting to sit down with her bare ass on the wretched pebbles. "That should be a lot better" she said gratefully.

The idea was for Debbi to emerge from the sea and then launch into lip synching Jody's Aphrodite version of the Miz No-E rap. "There's still something missing though" opined Sean the cameraman. "And I don't honestly think the seaweed's a good look" he added. "But it's authentic" protested Samantha, who thought her idea was funny. "Well if we're talking authentic, then she should have two attendants" argued Sean. "All the paintings I've seen of Aphrodite have her accompanied by naked nymphs."

Charles agreed with his cameraman. "But it's too late to hire any other models" Samantha pointed out. "That's not a problem" asserted Charles. "Sam, Ava, get your kit off !"

Charles was delighted with the results of the Brighton location shoot for Miz No-E as Aphrodite. He was delighted with all of Debbi's Miz No-E special so far in fact. The routines devised for Debbi were perfect for his channel's audience and Sean was capturing excellent additional candid footage that could be spliced in. Working in the edit suite was going to be a pleasure.

But the beach shoot was giving him particular satisfaction. Debbi as Miz No-E as Aphrodite was great as usual and Ava had not shown any particular reluctance to get her kit off once it had been established that she would pocket a nice fat bonus. Her purple pubes were a surprise extra. But the thing that pleased him most was finally getting Samantha naked. He had long tired of the superior attitude of his channel's presenter / interviewer, with all her pretensions of being above such content as SEXFLIX provided and how it was just a necessary stepping stone for her on the way to a stellar career as a serious journalist. He was also well aware of the constant clamour there was from viewers to get the snooty upper class woman's tits out, just like all the models she was routinely introducing. Well, he had now succeeded in not only getting her tits out but her minge as well !

There had been all the usual arguments and protestations from Samantha but Charles had overridden these with the use of some obscure clause in her contract and with her own insistence on authenticity for the Aphrodite segment. It was a bonus that her own machinations had drawn such a large crowd of onlookers to the beach, who had reacted with predictable enthusiasm to the sight of two more naked women joining Debbi in the sea. And all three women showing their intense discomfort in being in that freezing cold English channel ! Ava played her part with gusto but the look on Samantha's face as the pair had to cavort around the naked Debbi while she once more launched into the rap was priceless.

"Well done ladies" said Charles as the three towelled off afterwards. He wasn't going to push his luck by going for a retake. He knew his viewers would only be looking at tits and asses anyway and freeze framing the best bits. "Great job Deb" he continued. "Just one more routine for Lady Godiva. We can do that on location tomorrow in conjunction with shooting your serious appeal for the charity in your office."

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Debbi as Miz No-E : Part Eleven


"Hello. My name is Debbi. Some of you may know me better in the guise of Miz No-E but today I am speaking to you from my company office as my real life self. I am a successful and serious business woman but one who feels passionately about charitable causes and as such I adopted the persona of Miz No-E in order to raise funds for important good causes benefitting the black and Asian communities. So I am asking you here today that if you have enjoyed my performances in any small way to please find it in your hearts to make a donation by texting the number below. I can not stress enough how important any donation, however small, can be to making the world a better place for those less privileged. Thank you."

Debbi was at her desk in her own office with the company logo prominently displayed behind her. She was dressed conservatively in her normal business suit and her makeup was understated, having just been touched up by Avalon for the TV lights. It felt such a relief after the last two days to be back as her real self in her own milieu and with her own sense of self respect. "Well done Debbi. Thank you so much for all that you do" said Oscar, who was in attendance with Solomon and Lord Tyrone on behalf of the charity. "Good job Deb. Done like a real pro" agreed her boss Jeff. This appeal for the charity would run in the ad breaks for her special on SEXFLIX, who were also paying for it to be inserted in more mainstream channels.

"Perfect Debbi" confirmed Charles the director. "Not even Samantha could have done it so well" he complimented her, to the annoyance of the channel's anchor who was still fuming about her exposure on Brighton beach. "Now, if you'll just take all your clothes off, we can get on with shooting the final scenario for the special !" It only took those few words for Debbi to be taken out of her contented reverie and to be plunged back into the maelstrom that was the bizarre world of Miz No-E.

"What here ? Now ?" gasped Debbi. "No time like the present" said Charles. "Mercury's already waiting downstairs."

"What's Mercury ?" Debbi asked. "Your horse" Avalon replied, shaking a big blonde wig at Debbi. "It's me, No-E, I'm a born survivor; Parading on my horse like Lady Godiva" the makeup girl began an impersonation. "Yeah, yeah, I know" said Debbi ruefully. "Naked in the streets while the people are sleeping; except for that rascal Tom with his peeping" she reluctantly took up the chant !

"We'll let you get changed in private Debbi" said Lord Tyrone tactfully, while leading the other more reluctant bystanders out of the office. Debbi was left with just Avalon and Sean in attendance, since the cameraman was going to record the transformation of the serious business woman into Lady Godiva for yet more bonus footage. Not that this gave Debbi any particular privacy with three sides of her office consisting of three quarter length glass windows looking out onto the open plan office that housed her team.

Debbi briskly discarded her suit jacket, blouse and skirt. "You'll bring these along for me Ava ?" she asked as she laid the clothes on her desk and began to divest herself of her tights. "Of course" the makeup girl replied. Debbi was now standing there in her everyday white underwear. She was not a 'girlie' girl but even for everyday she did always like pretty, feminine underwear and this set was white satin with a lace trim, the briefs not a thong but still brief enough and cut high on the hip. She was about to take off these final articles of clothing when Carol entered the office.

"Oh Deb, since you're here, can you help out with a problem Stew's got ? It needs a management sign on and Diane's gone AWOL" her assistant explained. "Can't Jeff do it ?" suggested Debbi. "He doesn't know the password, you know he's not hands on" Carol explained. "Oh for goodness sake" Debbi complained. "Just let me get dressed again."

"No time" said Carol. "The client's on the phone and getting really antsy !" "I don't believe this" said the exasperated Debbi as she followed her assistant out into the office, clad only in the classy white underwear. The members of the team giggled at the sight of their boss so attired. Of course they had seen it all before and more but it still never got old. "Make sure you sign out as soon as you're done" Debbi instructed Stew after she had given him management access. "Come on Debbi, we're getting behind schedule" Charles the director suddenly hurried her along and she scuttled back to the office.

Avalon was already holding the long blonde wig ready as Debbi rushed to take off her bra and pants. The wig wasn't exactly designed for realism, being made of nylon rather than real hair, but the full length of it cascaded around Debbi's shoulders and she arranged it to cover her breasts. Though naturally, it was nowhere near long enough to cover her pussy and ass. Charles saw that Debbi was ready and re-entered the office. "Great, let's get you downstairs to Mercury" he declared. Debbi still wasn't sure exactly what the shoot was going to entail once she was on the horse. And where we should perform her rap ? "Have you got a robe for me ?" she asked Avalon. The makeup girl clasped her hand to her mouth. "God, I'm Sorry, I forgot about one" she explained apologetically. "Can't be helped. We can't waste any more time" asserted Charles, as he began to lead the naked Debbi out into the main office !

The naked Debbi walked nervously out of her office and into the open plan area that housed her team. She had arranged the long blonde wig to cover her boobs and held her hands in front of her pussy but there was nothing that she could do about her bare butt ! She was well used by now to the sound of whoops and wolf whistles accompanying her appearances and there were the usual shouted remarks. 'Looking good boss', 'No, it's Lady Godiva', 'Blonde suits you Deb'. "You can all take a break and watch her leave from the window if you want" called Jeff generously !

Gordon the company security guard was officiously directing things out in the car park where Debbi was alarmed to see the size of the chestnut mare that awaited her. Kieron had sneaked off from his post boy duties and was lurking close by to to grab a close up glimpse of the woman of his dreams. He had already renewed his subscription for SEXFLIX in anticipation of the airing of the Miz No-E special !

Debbi was not going to perform the Lady Godiva rap onscreen in this segment, her pre-recording would simply be played over the footage that was going to be shot of her ride. She looked up askance at the windows of her own company and also of the neighbouring offices, which all seemed full of grinning faces holding aloft phones. "Have you ridden before Deb ?" asked Charles the director, somewhat belatedly considering this aspect of the scenario. "I had donkey rides on the beach as a kid" answered Debbi. "That's great, this is no different" lied Charles. "Nice horsey" said the increasingly nervous Debbi as she was led over to Mercury, the waiting mare.

"Why's she called Mercury ?" Debbi wondered as eager hands helped her up onto the horse's back. Samantha had insisted that historical accuracy demanded Debbi ride bareback, since there was no evidence that Lady Godiva would have had a saddle. No matter that there was not even any evidence of Lady Godiva's actual existence, Samantha wanted revenge for her exposure on the beach ! "Er, just because it's a pretty name" the horse's groom replied to Debbi's original question, thinking it best not to mention that Mercury had been so named after the messenger of the gods because of her speed of flight and her propensity to bolt if alarmed by any sudden noise !

"Where are we going ?" asked Debbi, as the groom began leading Mercury out of the company car park. She had assumed they would just be going around the quiet roads of the industrial estate where the company's offices were housed and people might just get a brief passing view of a curious naked figure while Sean shot some footage for the program. The cameraman was following on the back of a scooter. But the groom was beginning to lead them out onto the main road.

"They told me to lead her through the town and down to the river where they're waiting with a trailer for you to get dressed and stuff" the groom replied. "But I'll get arrested ?" Debbi protested. The groom laughed. "SEXFLIX cleared it with the council. They told them all your naughty bits would be covered and stressed the charitable angle."

Debbi was acutely aware of her spread pussy rubbing against the horse's flesh as she sat astride Mercury. But she could see that in that position it would not be easily visible to any onlookers and the wig remained precariously covering her breasts. That just left a bit of butt crack at the rear. None of that did much to limit the interest of people and traffic as she made her way into the main shopping area of the town however !

There were the usual whistles and catcalls, some complimentary, others derogatory. Debbi's face was a bright red. "Who do you think you are ? Lady Godiva ?" someone called. Debbi was getting more and more het up. "Yes" she was incited to yell back. "It's for charity" she added, feeling the need to justify herself. The groom was relieved that Mercury seemed to be coping well with the ambient background noise. Unfortunately, just as he was starting to get a little complacent, a car backfired loudly in a nearby street. Mercury reared alarmingly and then began to charge headlong down the rest of the High Street with a naked Debbi clinging desperately to her neck !

Somewhere in the recesses of Debbi's mind was the memory of desperately trying to stay aboard the mechanical bull in the Cypriot night club but here there was no soft bouncy flooring to protect her fall. She was pitched forward with her ass in the air and her modesty further compromised but that was the least of her worries and at the speed the horse was travelling, nobody on the street got a clear view of anything they shouldn't. Even Sean on the back of the scooter was struggling to focus !

The sense of panic spread. There was nobody with any experience in controlling a stampeding horse other than her groom, who was stranded a hundred yards back down the road. Charles the director's rather cavalier approach to health and safety was coming back to bite him ! He was alarmed to see the out of control horse careering towards the river, where he was stationed to meet Debbi at the end of her procession through town. Luckily, as she came to the embankment, Mercury planted her feet and came to a sudden halt. Less happily, this sudden action on the horses part propelled Debbi over the animal's shoulder and straight into the river !

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'Aw, poor baby, there there, it's ok'

'Is she alright, she must have had a helluva shock'

'Has anyone got any carrots ? She loves carrots'

People were crowding around the panicked Mercury, who was slowly calming down by the time her groom caught up. "She'll be fine now, she'll be fine. Just let me get her into her horse box."

"Er, shouldn't somebody be helping fish Debbi out of the river ?" remarked Samantha casually.

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The point where Debbi had been pitched into the river was enclosed by a brick embankment and she was unable to clamber out unaided. "Get me out, it's bloody freezing" she yelled as faces began to peer down at her over the top. Sean was too busy filming and it was left to Charles and Avalon to procure a rope from the back of Mercury's horse box. The long blonde wig had disappeared in the flow and it was a somewhat bedraggled Debbi that emerged from the water, awkwardly straddling the embankment wall as she completed her exit.

"Hang on, I'll get a towel" called Avalon, as she hurried to the trailer that had been meant to be Debbi's dressing room at the end of her ride. Now that the horse had been pacified and found to be sound, the attention of the crowd was once more centred on the shivering naked woman. Sean wasn't sure how Charles would use this footage but he continued to shoot anyway and would leave any editing up to the director.

"Did you swallow any of the river water ?" asked Charles. "Don't think so" answered Debbi, teeth chattering. She was grateful for the towel and the minimum warmth and cover that it provided when Ava returned. "I still think we should take her to the hospital to check her over" said Solomon, who had arrived at scene and ascertained what had happened. "Can you take her ? We've got to finish up here and then start work on compiling the show ?" asked Charles. "Sure, no problem" said Solomon.

"I'm fine" protested Debbi as the black entrepreneur led her to his car. "There may be delayed shock, we can't take any chances" Solomon replied. "But my clothes ?" said Debbi, who remained clad only in the inadequate towel. "Someone'll bring them along" Solomon replied reassuringly.

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"Are you famous ?" The small voice seeped into Debbi's heavily sedated consciousness. Her near naked arrival in A & E at the hospital had created quite a stir and despite her protestations that she was fine, the doctors decided that she was suffering from delayed shock and should be kept in under observation for the night. Fortunately, it was deemed that the river water in the town was of a reasonable enough quality that there was no need to pump her stomach, even if she had ingested some of it.

"Are you famous ?" the voice repeated quietly. Debbi tried to take in her surroundings. She was in a bed. Seemed to be a brightly lit predominantly white room. A hospital ? It didn't seem like a regular ward. "Are you famous ?" Debbi turned her head to the side where this persistent voice seemed to be coming from. Debbi had been allocated a private room but the hospital was so busy that a second bed had been wheeled in while Debbi was asleep and was occupied by a teen girl who had been brought in after suffering an overdose.

"Are you famous ?" Debbi tried lifting her throbbing head. "Er, no. I'm not famous" she whispered. The girl was encouraged by getting a response. "But all these flowers ? They said that big bunch is from DollaXL !" Debbi groggily took in the extravagant floral displays arrayed on the other side of her bed. As well as the aforementioned offering from Dolla, there were flowers from SEXFLIX, Lord Tyrone and the charity and from Jeff and the team. "Oh, er, blimey" said Debbi.

"The nurse said you were Miz No-E" the girl continued eagerly. "I love Miz No-E. Are you Miz No-E ?" Debbi tried to gather her scattered thoughts. "No, I'm Debbi. I'm a business woman." She saw the girl's disappointment. "But, um, yeah, I am kinda Miz No-E. I mean I play her. It's an act like, sort of an alter ego." Debbi had to lay her throbbing head back down on the pillow.

"I knew it. I knew you were her. I love you. I love those songs. They are so inspiring, so empowering" said the girl excitedly. "Er, really ?" said Debbi, surprised. To her they were just silly ditties that Jody had written with the express purpose of getting Debbi to show tits and ass. She still didn't appreciate how widely their influence had flown, let alone that it might have had a positive effect on some fans.

"You didn't overdose did you ?" the girl asked, concerned. "No, no" replied Debbi. "Er, it was an accident while filming a scene. I got thrown in the river" she explained. "She overdosed" a second voice pronounced. For the first time Debbi took in that the girl had a visitor, a boy who turned out to be her twin. Debbi propped herself up on her elbow to confront the duo. "No !" she exclaimed. "Why did you do that, that's bad, you mustn't do that."

"I was sad" was all the girl could offer. "But that's silly" said Debbi. "There's no reason to be that sad. Miz No-E wouldn't be sad. She'd tell you there's so much to live for !" She began to get out of the bed and moved unsteadily to the window, oblivious of the fact that all she was wearing was a plain backless hospital gown and that she was mooning the room. The sun was pouring in. "Look at the trees and the park. There are birds and squirrels and life" she demanded. The girl began to cry.

"You're going to get better and be happy again aren't you ?" Debbi demanded. "For Miz No-E ?" The girl wiped her eyes. "I will, for Miz No-E" she affirmed. "Ooh, still a bit dizzy" said Debbi, flopping down on the edge of the girl's bed. "Can you sign this for us ?" the boy asked, brandishing a pen and a magazine. "Sure" said Debbi, clambering back into her own bed and once more flashing her charms. "Just a bit dizzy !"

Debbi's sedation was starting to wear off and she was once more standing gazing out of the window in her backless hospital gown when the girl's parents arrived. "Oh, excuse me, I didn't know Laura was sharing a room" the mother began. "I think they're so busy" said Debbi turning around. "I'm Debbi" she introduced herself. "Otherwise known as Miz No-E" the girl corrected her. "As who ?" asked the bewildered mother. "Miz No-E, she's famous, look at all those flowers" explained Laura. "We've been having a nice chat" said Debbi, whose bare rear was now facing the male twin sat beside his sister's bed. "Er, Dan, can you take Larry down to the canteen for a break ?" the mother addressed her husband, having noted the direction of the teen's gaze ! "He must be famished."

The husband seemed reluctant to leave. "But my, these are beautiful flowers" he remarked. Debbi moved to show him the notes. "That big bunch is from DollaXL" Laura announced portentously from her bed. Her father seemed more impressed by the name of Lord Tyrone as Debbi knelt down to show him the card, causing the gown to gape even more. "Dan, take Larry to the canteen ?" he was sharply reminded.

The mother was somewhat mollified once the male members of her family had gone and Debbi was safely back in her bed, while Laura explained what a help and inspiration it had been talking with Miz No-E, better than any doctors. Her mother was also relieved that Debbi was there as the result of an accident and was not another overdose casualty.

There was one more drama when the doctor came to confirm the all clear for Debbi and announced that she could now get dressed and go home. It then became evident that Debbi didn't have any clothes to go home in. Hasty calls were made to Avalon who promised to come with Debbi's clothes from yesterday as soon as she could. Debbi decided to make use of the time by transferring her flowers across to Laura's side of the room. "No point in me taking them all home" she explained.

She was halfway through this task when the male members of the family returned from the canteen. "Isn't there a match on the TV in reception ?" the mother asked, acutely aware of the acres of bare flesh visible on Debbi's rear view that were expanding as she re-arranged the flowers. "But we've come to visit Laura" her husband objected.

Before any decision could be made, Avalon bustled into the room carrying the bundle of clothes. "Oh, hi Ava, great" said Debbi. "Er, we'll leave you to get dressed" asserted the mother. "No need, you're here to see Laura. I won't take a minute" insisted Debbi, walking over to the far side of her own bed, shucking off the hospital gown and grabbing her bra and pants !

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Debbi's brief stay in hospital had given her morale a boost. Miz No-E remained a total embarrassment to her, though she had always known that her activities in that role had raised an unexpectedly large amount for the neighbourhood charity and now for medical research. But now she also felt good about the encounter with Laura and about how maybe No-E had had other positive impacts that she had not been aware of.

Nevertheless, she remained apprehensive about the upcoming premiere on SEXFLIX of the Miz No-E special. The Telethon had been live and, although there had been multiple repeats of her performance from that night, Debbi had always avoided watching them. But she somehow now felt compelled to sit through this extravaganza totally dedicated to her alter ego. It was something to be endured in private though and so she curled up on her sofa in her PJs, bottle of wine to fortify her !

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As well as the tens of thousands of anonymous SEXFLIX punters, where were other more familiar faces watching ? Kieron was at home, obsessively double checking that his hard drive was all set to record and armed with a plentiful supply of tissues. Gilbert was stuck in security working the night shift but he had his laptop tuned and knew his TV was set up to record at home. Jody and Lynne were partying with some other student friends, amazed at how their creation designed as a joke to show up a snooty cow had grown to such an extent. Jody was especially excited to have been commissioned to write more raps for Debbi on the upcoming tour and had even been dangled the possibility of being flown to Rio for the final gig.

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Perhaps most entertaining was going to be the company WhatsApp group set up by Stew and Simon. They had thought it best not to invite Debbi to join but there were the usual suspects such as Carol and Sandra, Diane and Aditty, Karen from HR. They had not wanted Jeff but he insisted on participating in what he judged would be a further boost to team morale.

All was set as 2300 rolled around and the program began with an introduction from Samantha, reminding those who were not in the know exactly who Miz No-E was. The WhatsApp group was about to get lively !

The show commenced with Debbi performing the new tour rap. WhatsApp got active :

Sandra : Wow, that's some costume !

Carol : What costume ? She's naked !!

Sandra : Well, there's a headdress and heels.

Karen: OMG, is she singing about her vagina and clitoris ?

The screen then showed Debbi's co-dancers holding her spread in the splits.

Diane : Yep, and there they are, displayed in UHD !!!

Stew : Debbi's minge !!!

Simon : Greasy quim

Jeff: Come on guys, show a little respect.

Stew : Oh but I respect that view completely boss.

Jeff : It is very nice.

Aditty : Is that stubble coming through where she's shaved ?

The show soon progressed to the next segment.

Karen : Now she's totally naked !

Simon : That's how we like it.

Sandra : What is she ?

Carol : Eve I think.

Diane : Yikes, is she humping that snake ?

Carol : Or is the snake humping her ?

Diane : This is so funny, she's really going for it !

Carol : Now she's humping the tree branch !!!

Stew : Was that her asshole I saw when she climbed the tree ?

Simon : Not sure, gonna have to play back later. What do you reckon boss ?

Jeff : It is very good.

Simon : But was it her asshole ?

Jeff : I think perhaps it was.

Next up was the Amazon warrior concept.

Diane : This is a bit tame after the first two ?

Simon : Whatever, she's still bare ass naked !

Aditty : Apart from the sexy boots. Ha, ha.

Carol : That bow and arrow looks dangerous.

Stew : But I like the way it shows off her muscles when she's straining.

At this point there was an ad break, during which they showed Debbi the fully dressed business woman in her office recording her appeal for the charity.

Carol : I recognize that place !

Jeff : That's the Debbi we all know and respect.

Diane : Yeah, right, if you say so. Come on, get her kit off again !

Diane soon got her wish as the ad break ended and the Miz N-E special continued with extended footage of Andre, the body paint artist, coating Debbi in gold.

Diane : Ooh lookie there. Debbi's clitoris in close up.

Sandra : Again !

Carol : Being painted gold.

Karen : It sure does get out a lot, she must be enjoying herself !

Aditty : Go figure.

Carol : Nothing to say boys ?

Stew : Just enjoying the view !

Carol : It doesn't get old ?

Stew : Never gets old.

The procedure had been edited but there was more lingering footage of Debbi's tits being painted.

Simon : God, I'd love that guy's job.

Diane : He's probably gay.

Karen : Some men in that field camp it up as a cover.

Aditty : Really ?

Karen : So I've heard.

Sandra : They're going to do her back as well.

Carol : Bloody hell, she's bent over so they can paint between her cheeks !

Diane : And someone's spreading them, that is for sure her asshole boys !!!

Aditty : Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha !! In close up !!!

Stew : I'm speechless

Carol : You're quiet Jeff. Still here ?

Jeff : Still here. Just a little surprised about how explicit it is.

Diane : But you like it though ?

Jeff : I'd better be a little discrete.

Karen : Course he does, he's a man isn't he ?

The actual performance of the James Bond themed gold painted rap was a teeny bit of an anti climax if truth be told but the bonus footage of Debbi and Avalon in the shower washing the paint off more than compensated for that.

Simon : Who's the chick with the purple hair ?

Aditty : And purple pubes ?

Carol : I think I saw her at the office when they were getting ready for Lady Godiva.

Sandra : Yeah, makeup girl or something.

Diane : Debbi and her seem to be into each other. Where's her finger going ?

Carol : Well, they did paint her everywhere, we saw that !!!

Aditty : Ha, ha, ha, ha , ha !!

Debbi was curled up on her sofa watching the screen in horror through her fingers. Once more she was conflicted. Part of herself was reluctantly admitting that she did look pretty damned hot. With the professional backing, even Jody's stupid raps did not sound so bad. But, oh god, the rest of it ! She knew the routines she had performed of course and knew that she was naked, or as good as, in all of them. But she had not known how they were being shot, with lingering close ups of her most intimate places. Dammit, they were displaying views of her that she had never even seen of herself in a mirror ! And then there was the candid footage she hadn't known about, like being painted by Andre and in the shower with Ava.

Debbi knew SEXFLIX had loads of subscribers but she clung to the hope that nobody who knew her was watching. 'I can't imagine anyone at work having a subscription thankfully' she thought. 'I'm sure they wouldn't be interested in that kind of thing.'

Meanwhile the show had moved on to the Brighton beach segment.

Sandra : Is that Brighton ?

Karen : Looks like it. I thought the only time they took her outside was as Godiva ?"

Carol : Nah, I knew from that Samantha bird.

Stew : Look at the crowds, it's packed out.

Diane : The director's having a go at her for moaning about the pebbles !

Stew : They're gonna shoot it again.

Simon : Hey, purple pubes is back !

Aditty : Ha, ha, ha ! And that snooty presenter !

Carol : She never told me she had to get her kit off too !

Diane : She doesn't look best pleased about it !

Stew : But the camera's still mainly focused on Deb.

Diane : And her goosebumps !

There was another commercial break during which Debbi's appeal for the charity was broadcast again but this time they segued into her starting to get undressed out of her work attire in the office.

Diane : Stripping off in the office ! Most irregular Jeff ?

Simon : How often I've wished she'd do that.

Carol : It's happened more often than you might think. Remember Secret Santa ?

Simon : Ha, ha. How could I forget ?

Stew : Is it weird after all we've seen to find her standing there in her regular bra and pants incredibly sexy ?

Diane : Whatever turns you on !

Jeff : No, you're right. Even wearing her tights.

Carol : Jeff !!! You're not supposed to have those kind of thoughts about your protégé !

Stew : They're quite sexy undies anyway.

Sandra : And now they're coming off !

Aditty : And oh gawd, it's that blonde wig !

Gilbert was cursing the automated clocks he had to punch around the building to prove he was making his scheduled rounds during the night shift. He had delayed it as long as he could to catch the gold body painting segment but missed the actual spy themed rap and most of Aphrodite. Still, like the other males, he had gotten a perverse thrill out of Debbi stripping off her everyday clothes in the office and he knew he had the whole thing recorded safely at home for repeated viewing.

Kieron was having a different problem. Each scene had at least three or four wank worthy moments and he couldn't keep up. Well, he did keep it up so to speak but had to keep breaking off from viewing to relieve himself. Whatever, he had the same consolation that his viewing pleasure for the next several months was safely recorded.

Sandra : Look, there we all are in the back of the shot as she's walking out through the office.

Carol : Look at the look on the face of that lecherous old git Gilbert while he organizes the car park !

Aditty : I always find him a bit creepy.

Karen : I know Debbi does too but he's getting the last laugh on her !

Stew : Never mind Gilbert, that's a great view of Deb getting a hand up onto the horse.

Diane : She doesn't look very comfortable up there. I guess someone from her social background wouldn't know anything about horses.

Carol : Miaow, that's a bit catty Di ?

Diane : Well, she wouldn't would she, look at her up there. Not a clue.

Stew : Nice ass though !

Aditty : They're taking her right through the middle of town.

Karen : Well they must have done mustn't they for her to have to end up in the river !!!

At that point, the footage changed from the clear professional depiction of 'Lady Godiva' on her horse to a speeded up Keystone Kops sequence of the naked Debbi disappearing into the distance, ass upwards and clinging onto the out of control Mercury for dear life. Sean had just managed to catch a distant shot of Debbi being launched over the horse's neck and into the river, at which point the scene cut to where the cameraman had caught up and had clear professional footage of Debbi straddling the embankment wall as she was helped out of the river and dried off.

Simon : The splits again !

Carol : And the goosebumps !

Diane : OMG, that was the funniest thing I've ever seen.

Karen : The whole thing was comedy gold.

Diane : Gonna watch it all again boys ? I know you must have it recorded.

Stew : Erm, it might just be worth a repeat viewing

Simon : Or three !!!

Diane : You'll have to arrange a company showing at Christmas Jeff. You know, boost morale and all that ?

Jeff : Weeell ? Christmas is a way off just yet !

Samantha was explaining in a voiceover that Debbi had been fine after an overnight stay in hospital, as the program ended with a montage of the choicest moments and a scrolling reminder of the charity donation line. Debbi reached for the off switch and took another long gulp of wine ! God, that had been so embarrassing. But she hoped that more funds had been raised for medical research and consoled herself with how unlikely it was that anyone she knew had been watching !

[Debbifan]

Debbi as Miz No-E : Part Twelve


Debbi tried to settle into her hotel room on the 13th floor, the sound of the Lagos traffic and the incessant honking of car horns still managing to penetrate through the thick windows. The air conditioning was turned up to the max to counter the humidity. She felt very much the outsider, the odd one out. For everyone else on the tour, it was a big reunion after a six week break at the end of the North American and European legs of DollaXL's world tour, of which the appearance at the Reading Festival had been a part. So all the others knew who Debbi was, aka Miz No-E. But there was none of the backslapping and hugs and high fives for her. Not that she had expected any. That was why she had requested that Avalon be invited along as her dresser. She was not exactly a friend but she seemed well enough disposed to Debbi and it was a familiar face. And for her part, the purple haired goth had been only too happy to be part of the exotic entourage.

Which was why she was already downstairs at the welcome party while Debbi languished in her room. Debbi was conflicted about the whole thing. What on earth was she doing here ? She felt like an imposter. She was a serious business woman, not any kind of performer. Certainly not a stripper, thinly disguised as a rap act. She had somehow thus far managed to justify her antics as Miz No-E on the grounds of the lucrative fund raising for charity and the help she was doing in mentoring the college kids who had got her into the mess in the first place. But this world tour with Dolla seemed a world away from all that. Ok, there was still a tenuous link to the charity, in that Dolla had agreed to be an ambassador and there was a full page ad in the concert program. And Debbi supposed she was still helping Jody, who was writing a new set of lyrics for her to learn for each country and who would even be coming along to the final gig of the tour in Rio. The company were happy to grant her a two month leave of absence, the appeal Debbi had recorded in front of the company logo for the SEXFLIX special still being regularly shown, both as a stand alone and as part of the endless repeats the special was receiving on the channel. But Debbi was struggling to reconcile all this with the full on showbiz world into which she had suddenly been plunged and to which she suspected most of her colleagues on this tour realized she did not belong.

The only other person, apart from Ava, with whom she had had much to do so far was the American record company rep and tour manager Natalia, who had been explaining that Debbi's costumes for the act would vary from country to country as they took account of the different cultural sensibilities and local laws they would encounter. It was a small comfort to Debbi that she would seemingly not be performing 'Miz No-E In The Raw' actually in the raw on this tour !

Avalon was helping Debbi into her costume for the Lagos gig. It was a fitting in their hotel room and Natalia the tour manager was also in attendance, having brought the costume along. "We can't risk lingerie here" Natalia explained. "Lagos is pretty cosmopolitan but Nigeria in general has some problems with Islamic fundamentalists in the north and the authorities don't want anything too blatant."

"Nothing too blatant ?" scoffed Debbi, looking at herself in the full length mirror after she had finally squeezed into the skimpy leotard that resembled a particularly risqué one piece swimming costume. It was cut as high as possible on the leg with a minimal one inch of material at the front covering her mound and the back being merely a string that went between her cheeks, leaving her ass bare. "Well, Dolla still wanted it to be sexy" said Natalia. "Why these colours ?" asked Debbi. The central panel covering her pussy was white and both sides of the costume were green. "Those are Nigeria's national colours. It'll get the crowd onside. You're coming on in a cloak that you'll eventually discard and that's going to be green and white too."

Debbi turned to look at her rear view in the mirror and sighed. "You look great Deb" Ava reassured her. "Your girl Jody's sent her lyrics for the gig. Shouldn't take you too long to learn another spiel. We'll be keeping the same backing beat" continued Natalia. Debbi took the lyrics which she had not yet seen.

'I'm Miz No-E and I'm causing hysteria, ev-er-y-where I go including Nigeria.

It's my first time here in Af-ri-ka, never believed I'd make it this far.

Showing you all my grace and beauty, letting you all see my cute white booty !

Shouting out to Lagos loud and proud, driving you crazy when I surf the crowd !'

"The costume fits the song perfectly, they'll all see your ass" Avalon observed. "I'm not crowd surfing" Debbi objected. "It's what Dolla wants, he wants something to compensate for you not showing much skin" Natalia began. "Not showing much skin ? Look at this costume !" Debbi interrupted. "Don't worry, it'll be perfectly safe. We'll have plenty of stewards stationed by the stage and they won't let you get taken too far. As I was saying, it's what Dolla wants and what Dolla wants, Dolla gets !"

Debbi sat nervously in the car with Avalon as it inched through the crowds thronging to Freedom Park in Lagos where the concert was taking place. They had rehearsed the previous day in a downtown recording studio and there was just the sound check to come before they let the hordes in. Ava had played diplomat and managed to integrate Debbi more with the musicians and backing singers but she still could not shrug off the feeling that she was an imposter.

The sound check was performed in her street gear as they ran through the dance moves. A couple of Dolla's girl troupe would be onstage with her and at the appropriate time would begin to lead the crowd in a chant of 'crowd surf' before edging Debbi towards the front of the stage. "You launch yourself from here" Natalia was demonstrating. "Do I really have to do this ?" Debbi asked, in what was more of a reflex response than with any real hope of a reprieve. "It'll make a great climax to your set and get the crowd revved up for Dolla, which is your function. Just jump, hands will be only too eager to catch you" Natalia replied. "That's what I'm worried about" said Debbi.

As she got changed into her stage costume back in the caravan, Debbi could hear the hum of the crowd as Avalon completed her makeup. "Don't be so nervous" Ava encouraged her. "You've done it all before." "Not on this scale, well apart from the Reading Festival I suppose but that was just down the road, not thousands of miles away" said Debbi. "You'll be fine, you'll surprise yourself" Ava continued in her role of morale booster.

Debbi soon found herself waiting by the side of the stage for her entrance, the ridiculously tiny leotard costume mainly hidden beneath the green and white cloak clasped at her neck. She was wearing strappy red heels. Most of the crowd had no idea who Miz No-E was, though Natalia had arranged for a few radio plays of her ditty recorded from the SEXFLIX special. The PA was giving her a big build up. "All the way from London England, the sensational, the sexy, the raunchy, the irresistible MIZ NO-E !" Imposter, imposter, imposter, thought Debbi.

But it was too late. The musicians launching into her familiar backing track covered what was initially a lukewarm smattering of applause. Interest from the audience perked up as Debbi made her entrance and the sight of the national colours on her cloak provoked the hoped for roars of approval. Before beginning her rap, Debbi made a circuit of the stage, flanked by the two black girls from Dolla's backing group. The crowd responded to flashes of bare leg from between the folds of her cloak, promising more flesh to come. By the time she faced the crowd and the two girls whisked away her cloak to reveal the brevity of the rest of the costume, there were full blooded cheers ! Debbi momentarily froze as she looked out over the intimidating mass of black faces but then the warmth of the response gave her more courage and she turned to pose with her bare ass facing the crowd, producing an even more raucous response.

It was only to be a short twenty minute set. In truth, Debbi's limited repertoire would not run to much longer than that but it was enough to get the crowd in the mood for DollaXL without trying their patience over much. And what Miz No-E's act lacked in musical content was more than made up for by the visual aspects.

The set was to be cyclical in construction, in that Debbi would begin with the newly written Nigerian rap, progress into 'dancin' in my knickers' and 'in the raw', though these would be demonstrated in lyric form only for this gig, and ending with a reprise of the Nigerian rap and a dive into the crowd.

Crowd surfing. To say Debbi was nervous about the prospect was an understatement. She recalled being bundled off of the bar in the Pink Pussycat by Jackie and that brief experience had been bad enough. But that was just a bunch of rowdy home counties Friday nighters in a confined space. The sea of faces confronting her in Freedom Park stretched far into the distance and they were already holding out their hands imploringly !

The backing singers began to lead the crowd in a chant of 'crowd surf, crowd surf', clapping with hands above their heads. It became quite a spectacle as the crowd followed suit and Debbi was urged forward doing the same, until it became inevitable that she would have to take a face first dive. Debbi felt the adrenalin rush. The first people she landed on were intent on supporting her and not letting her fall to the ground but once that was accomplished, she soon began to be manhandled further away from the stage. Eager hands began to turn her onto her back, anxious to get access to her exposed buttocks. The one piece was fairly high cut and her tits were relatively secure but her pussy was another thing altogether and probing fingers worked at her crotch, trying to pull the material to one side. "Stop that" she yelled as she continued her journey around the crowd. At least the perpetual movement stopped any one person taking advantage of her for any length of time but her gash began to be viewed by any number of excited gropers.

The crowd got more out of control the further she went. "Where the hell's security ?" called Natalia from the side of the stage. "It's those guys in yellow flak jackets but they're having trouble getting through" observed Avalon who was watching with her. Though it seemed longer, it was only four or so minutes before Debbi was extricated from the crowd's grasp and a path cleared back to the stage as the singers and audience took up a chant of 'Miz No-E'.

It was a rather bedraggled Debbi who returned to the stage on shaky legs, hastily trying to reposition the crotch of her costume. She wasn't up to another verse of rap and so simply danced a little more with the backing troupe to the musical accompaniment and the chant of her name.

Avalon was waiting at the side of the stage with her cloak as Debbi exited. "Well done" Natalia congratulated her. "Dolla'll be pleased, that went even better than we'd expected."

"I'm not crowd surfing again, anything could have happened out there" said Debbi, with a bit more conviction than in some of her previous protests. "We'll have a recap tomorrow and see what else we can incorporate in the act" Natalia replied in a conciliatory tone.

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Dolla and his entourage were seated at a VIP table. They were in a warehouse like TV studio that had been laid out for the evening to resemble an expensive night club. Seated at the other tables were immaculately dressed middle aged couples and family groups, representing the elite of South African tribal society.

They were in Johannesburg for the second date on this leg of the global tour. The record company had secured invitations to the finals of the prestigious Indoni Cultural Miss series, a competition where the various tribal kingdoms selected a pretty young girl to celebrate her singing and dancing skills and discuss her academic hopes and achievements. There were seven finalists from the Zulu, Pedi, Swati, Tswana, Temba, Veda and Ndebele tribes.

The proud parents and siblings were not in the least perturbed to see their beautiful and talented daughters paraded topless and wearing the briefest of beaded skirts in their tribal colours. It was their tradition and was undergoing a great resurgence as the fledgling nation still struggled to forge a new identity. Each contestant was introduced and interviewed by an imposing matriarch before performing their routine. They all expressed ambitions to be doctors or lawyers and to serve their community and these sentiments were rewarded by generous applause.

"I'm sure you will all agree that it is going to be a very hard task for our judges to pick a winner from among such a fine bunch of young ladies" the presenter announced after the final contestant had finished her turn. "While they make their deliberations and we await a final decision, we have a special guest contestant to entertain you. Not taking part in the competition of course but representing the Kingdom of England, may I introduce Miz No-E !"

There was a mix of polite applause and maybe just a little laughter as Debbi made her entrance down the sloping diagonal catwalk that led from the side of the stage to where the presenter was stationed. Like the younger contestants Debbi was topless, her pale white skin a marked contrast to that of the ebony beauties who had preceded her. She was barefoot and the tiny beaded skirt she wore over a plain pair of black knickers was made in the pattern and colours of a Union Jack flag.

This guest appearance at the contest had been arranged by Natalia for publicity and to compensate for Dolla agreeing there would be no more crowd surfing. "Miz No-E, thank you so much for taking part and representing your nation" the interviewer began. "It's a pleasure and a joy to witness your wonderful native culture. I'm honoured that you are letting me participate" Debbi replied. She had decided to bury her initial embarrassment and be as professional as she could. "Tell me, what is your real name ?" the presenter continued. "I'm Debbi but without an 'e'. At least not at the end, obviously there's an 'e' between the 'd' and the 'b' but not at the end. Hence Miz No-E" she explained to her bemused interrogator.

"And you're a rap artist I understand ?" the interview continued. "I am for this tour but really I work as an IT project manager and as a mentor for younger college girls. The rapping has all been to raise funds for charity and worthy causes." This was the kind of aspirational example that fitted in well with the ethos of the contest and was met by warm applause. Debbi hoped that this goodwill would not be undermined when she began performing 'Dancin' In My Knickers' !

Despite her determination to overcome any embarrassment, it still felt strange to Debbi to be standing there on the stage virtually naked apart from her tiny Union Jack skirt, while the expensively clothed matriarch quizzed her further about how she had risen to a managerial position at such a young age and about how her charitable activities had enabled a new community hall to be built for the local black and Asian kids.

Finally it was time for Miz No-E to do her thing. There had not been time for Jody to send in a new rap especially for this occasion, so they were making do with the old standby 'dancin' in my knickers'. Debbi hoped that the conservative looking audience would not listen too closely to the words and she tried to tone down her performance as best she could, all the while getting flashbacks to her very first awkward Rag Week appearances.

She seemed to get away with it without upsetting too many people, the main reaction being one of bafflement. "That was splendid Debbi" congratulated the host, as the familiar backing track faded and a slightly out of breath Debbi returned to the interview spot. "It's all about female freedom and empowerment" Debbi offered, somewhat disingenuously. "Something we endorse wholeheartedly here at the Indoni Miss Cultural contest" the presenter concurred.

Debbi had now hoped to escape the stage but before the final result was announced, the seven contestants returned to perform a traditional tribal line dance and Debbi was invited to join in at the centre of the line. "Simply follow the movements of the others" she was instructed. The dance turned out to be a lot more vigorous than Debbi would have wished, the brisk pace, stamping feet and high kicks all causing her bare tits to bounce delightfully. Later she had to pose for photos with the contest winner from the Pedi tribe and also for group photos with all the finalists. The girls were sweet and all in all, she couldn't say that it had been a horrible experience. God, I'm not starting to get used to all this am I ? she thought.

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Debbi had won her battle over crowd surfing and to be fair, the tour management had realized the dangers involved for her. Dolla was always eager to spark controversy but his managers persuaded him that physical injury to one of his co-performers and a possible lawsuit was stretching things a bit too far.

That's not to say that the progression of the tour was uneventful as far as Miz No-E's appearances were concerned. After the success of the guest slot at the Indoni Miss contest Debbi performed her set topless on stage in Jo'burg, wearing just the tiny Union Jack bead skirt, this time without knickers underneath so that those close to the front of the stage got tantalizing glimpses throughout and especially during the high kicks, when the set culminated with her being joined on stage by the pageant contestants for their traditional line dance !

In Mumbai, Debbi's costume was a leotard similar to that worn in Lagos, high rise and buttock baring and with a prominent camel toe. The colour was bright yellow which did not seem of any significance to Debbi but Natalia knew that yellow / saffron had religious connotations for Hindu fundamentalists and was sure to provoke controversy. The concert passed without too much incident, Debbi simply having to avoid grasping hands if she went too close to the edge of the stage. But the publicist was gratified with the outraged TV and newspaper coverage, accompanied of course by several on stage photos of Debbi.

After that, things calmed down for a while. In Bangkok, Debbi performed in red and black lingerie, complete with stockings and suspenders. The knickers were thong style as expected but were reinforced stage wear and so Debbi felt more secure than if they had been her own regular panties. For both the Seoul and Tokyo gigs, Debbi was relatively well covered by the standards she had become used to. She was dressed in a childish mini dress over white knickers and stockings that were revealed at strategic points in the act as she was joined on stage by K-Pop boy band members.

And so it was that after all that exotica, the tour finally landed in what were, to a British girl, the somewhat more familiar surroundings of Australia.

Debbi and Avalon sat giggling on the bed in their Sydney hotel room. They were looking at a celebrity blog Ava followed on the internet. 'Miz No-E and mystery purple haired friend frolic in the surf on Bondi' was the headline. The blurb that accompanied several paparazzi photos snapped the previous day while the girls had been taking advantage of some down time before the gig read; 'New rap and pop sensation Miz No-E, who is currently touring worldwide with DollaXL, was snapped displaying her perky tits and pert backside in the skimpiest of bikinis on Bondi beach yesterday. The sultry songbird appeared not to have a care in the world as she splashed and frolicked in the waves with a mystery purple haired friend, before retiring to her sunbed to top up her tan.'

Ava had thought she had spied some paps on the beach but Debbi had rejected the idea. "Nobody knows who I am or care about getting photos of me" she had reasoned. She wasn't an avid follower of what was trending and current on social media and was blissfully unaware of the traction that her appearances thus far on the tour had gained, with many fuzzy hand held clips of her on stage posted on various platforms.

"But I'm not a new sensation, I'm a serious business woman" Debbi protested as she and Ava continued to laugh over the arch prose accompanying their photos. "Oh come on" Avalon responded. "You can't keep falling back on that old 'serious business woman' schtick. You've played all these gigs in front of thousands of people supporting an established superstar and the crowds have lapped you up !" "But the act's crap" Debbi proclaimed. "All they're interested in is tits and ass" she insisted. "Which could be said of plenty of other acts in the charts" Ava countered. "You're turning into a marketable asset" the streetwise girl concluded.

As if to emphasize the point, Natalia entered the room. "Ah, I see you've found the snaps the paps took. We've been approached by Wicked Weasel for you to wear some of their collection down on the beach. The photographers are bound to still be hanging around and the weasel guys'll tip them off anyway" she announced. "They'll pay well and you can keep the bikinis and it'll be good publicity for the gig." Only a few weeks ago, Debbi's knee jerk reaction would have been to protest loudly about having to cavort in public in next to nothing and then be plastered all over the internet but now, caught up in the maelstrom of the tour and after the conversation with Ava she had just had, it seemed to be a perfectly acceptable offer.

Natalia's offer from the swimwear company had only extended to Miz No-E but Debbi negotiated for her pal Avalon to be included in the deal. It helped that Wicked Weasel was an Australian company and had everything in stock locally. Hence the pair of them found themselves in their hotel room trying on the range.

The Weasel rep had insisted that Debbi wear Temptation Island. She was expecting something like the brief top, which consisted of two triangles of material that just about covered her nipples. She had habitually gone topless on beaches around the Med in the past and it was no big deal, although in those days photos of her would not have been plastered everywhere, she was just one more anonymous pretty girl. What she had not been prepared for however, was the bottom half of Temptation Island. She had never seen anything so small ! Her bum would be virtually bare of course but the tiniest bit of material, which was all that the front consisted of, would struggle to cover her coin slot. "I can't go out in public wearing this" she protested to Avalon. "Don't be daft, it's no different to loads of the other Miz No-E stuff" Ava reasoned. "But it's so tiny" Debbi giggled at the absurdity of the costume.

The two women put on simple t-shirts and shorts over the swimwear. Avalon was wearing the Temptation Island one piece, which had greater frontal coverage and enabled her to retain her purple landing strip, though her bum would also be bare and the nipple area verged on the see through.

Natalia drove them to a slightly more secluded area at the far end of Bondi. She had informed the paparazzi in advance and there was no need for the photographers to be discrete or hide their presence. "But no formal posing" she instructed the two women. "We want them to still seem like candid photos."

"I can't go in the sea in this thing though" said Debbi, as she stripped off the shorts and adjusted the miniscule bottom. "I see what you mean" Natalia agreed. "But walk up and down along the water's edge so they can get plenty of good clear shots of the bikini. Then get Avalon to rub sun screen all over your body. She's the makeup girl after all !" "I'll put sun screen on you too Ava" called Debbi. "Ooh, girl on girl action" Ava laughed.

The Weasel publicity department made sure that the beach photos of Miz No-E wearing Temptation Island gained more extensive exposure in the media than the previous set had done. The fact that the paps had unrestricted access produced much higher quality snaps than the earlier long lens captures.

"Good news for the gig Debbi" Natalia announced at breakfast. "We've got your costume sorted. Weasel have agreed to pay us for you to wear Temptation Island on stage. Well, the bottoms anyway. The authorities have cleared it for you to appear topless !" Debbi failed to see what was good news about that from her point of view. Ok, she was used to wearing next to nothing on stage as Miz No-E but those bikini bottoms were as extreme as it could get, not to mention being topless. "I might just as well be naked" she moaned. "Well, it was always Dolla's hope that you would be performing naked at some point" Natalia pointed out. "And we're nearly at the end of the tour. Dolla also wants you joining him on stage for the climax of the act when he does 'All The White Bitches'" Natalia made it sound like a privilege ! Debbi suppressed her usual inclination to protest. She knew by now from bitter experience that was futile.

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Miz No-E went down a storm at the Sydney gig. Weasel reps were handing out flyers at the gate with pics from the beach and when the audience saw the costume, or rather the lack of it, they went wild. For the first time on the tour, Debbi performed the rap 'In The Raw'. As far as most of the stadium was concerned, she may as well have been for all the difference that the miniscule bikini bottoms made. Debbi was then led by Dolla's backing singers to prance seductively around him during 'All The White Bitches'. At least it was Debbi's best attempt at dancing seductively and nobody seemed to mind how amateurish it was. Dolla improvised an extra verse and as well as extolling that all the white bitches love DollaXL, he also claimed all the white bitches love spanking and a chair was bought on stage, over which Miz No-E was draped while six playful slaps were applied to her ass !

Only Rio to go, Debbi consoled herself. Then I can pack up Miz No-E for good and go back to being a serious business woman. Can't I, she thought ?

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Debbi couldn't believe the change in Jody. She couldn't help but be proud that perhaps her mentoring classes had contributed to the transformation of the stroppy black teen into a confident level headed young woman. Though still only 18, Jody seemed much more at ease than Debbi did in Dolla's world, despite having just flown in for the Rio gig while Debbi had been on the tour for weeks. And now here she was upbraiding her erstwhile mentor who was eight years older than her.

"What do you mean you're not getting paid ?" Jody stormed. "Well, I'm still getting my salary from the company while I'm on this kind of sabbatical" Debbi answered. "Big deal ! That company's getting a shedload of free publicity still off of your SEXFLIX reruns and those charity appeal ads you did. What did SEXFLIX pay you by the way ?" "Nothing" answered Debbi sheepishly. "Nothing ?" Jody exploded. "It was for the charity" Debbi said defensively. "That was the telethon, not that special which was all Miz No-E" explained Jody. "Do you know how often they still play that show ? It gets their top ratings !"

Debbi was feeling a little stupid and was on the back foot. "But all my expenses are paid on the tour" she argued. "So what ? Don't you realize the kind of discounts and tax write offs these people can swing ? I thought you were supposed to be a business woman ? God, you're even sharing a room !" Jody continued her tirade with a glance at Avalon who was with them in he hotel bedroom. "I did tell her" Avalon observed and it was true that the makeup girl had mentioned that she was getting paid and that Debbi should be too.

Jody was remorseless. "I don't believe it. You're so naïve. Lynn and I always knew you were a pushover when we invented Miz No-E." "I'm not naïve, we raised all that money for charity" Debbi protested. "Yeah, whatever" said Jody, occasionally lapsing back into the sullen teen with her South London mannerisms and phrases. "They tried to stiff me with a measly one off payment for my lyrics but I negotiated a percentage. Oh well, it's too late now but after this you really need to get an agent girl !"

"No I don't. I'm going back to work after this. I'm a serious business woman" Debbi responded. "Oh for crying out loud. Not that tired old claim again ? Don't you realize the value you've added to this tour and how your profile's grown ? Apply your so called business brain to this business instead of that poxy company." Jody was running out of steam. "We can discuss this again when we're in LA for the Tour Wrap Party" she concluded.

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The Rio gig proved to be a spectacular and fitting end to the tour. Dolla's people had arranged for them to have a float in the carnival parade. Debbi was amazed by the size of the event; the thousands of spectators in stands lining the route, the amount of work put into the floats by the various carnival sects, the noise, the colour and music, the elaborate costumes.

Debbi's costume wasn't elaborate. All she wore were pasties over her nipples and the Weasel bikini bottoms, for what they were worth. Avalon had covered her body with sparkles, however, to make her more glamorous and to blend in with the ethos of the event. Amid all the other exotic bodies, Debbi did not feel out of place as she led Dolla's float, flanked by Sa'Reena and Aliki, dancers from Dolla's troupe. The man himself sat enthroned on the float, resplendent in full tribal regalia as the PA blared out his music.

The actual concert was the by now usual success. After Jody's lecture, Debbi paid more attention to the enthusiastic reception her act received. Her costume on stage was the same as for the parade. When she joined DollaXL as he performed 'All The White Bitches', he whispered into her ear, 'Party in my suite tonight !'

[Debbifan]

Debbi as Miz No-E : Part Thirteen


"But you can see all my bits" wailed Debbi as she pirouetted in front of the mirror in the fitting room. "That's the point" said Saffron, now Dolla's permanent PR. "But what if there are people taking photographs ?" Debbi continued to complain. "That's the point" answered Saffron again patiently.

They were trying on Debbi's gown for the LA premiere of Dolla's tour documentary. "You said yourself Debbi that nobody in America has any idea who Miz No-E is, since you weren't on the US leg of the tour. This is a sure fire way to introduce you" Saffron concluded. Debbi stared once more at her reflection in the mirror. The flesh coloured gown was totally transparent. She had never in her life worn such a thing as a nightdress but thought that this was more or less what a nightdress might look like. And underneath she was totally naked, apart from what Avalon had described as a 'c' string covering the mound of her pussy.

"You can see my tits and ass !" Debbi always had a penchant for stating the obvious. "It's this season's fashion on the red carpet" Avalon tried to reassure her. "Even A listers have been showing boobs and bums. Look; Rita Ora, Dua Lipa, Florence Pugh." She showed Debbi a selection of photos on her phone depicting quite well known singers and actresses. "But I'm only a Z lister" Debbi protested. "All the more reason to look sensational. This gown will propel you all the way up the alphabet, you might even end up on the M list" Saffron laughed. "But I'm not interested in moving up any alphabet" sighed Debbi. "Yeah, yeah, we know. You're a serious business woman" Ava grinned.

Debbi had thought that they had only been coming to LA for an end of tour party and had not known about the spin off doc. Dolla had been insistent that she be there for the premiere, since she was going to feature heavily in the second half of the program where he intended to use her participation to boost his charitable reputation and bolster his caring image in the community.

"It's no more than you've been showing on stage" commented Avalon. "You think ?" asked Debbi dubiously, turning once more to look over her shoulder at what was, to all extents and purposes, her bare bum reflected in the mirror behind her !

Debbi's gown provoked the expected attention from both the paps and the official event photographers, as well as the fans waiting for DollaXL even though they had no idea who she was. Tits and ass displayed by a pretty woman can always be relied upon ! Her revealing red carpet photos would soon be seen on a myriad of celebrity blogs and social media pages. Saffron fielded the questions regarding who she was and filling in her biographical details, as well as putting the positive spin on Dolla's commitment to the charity.

The other celebrity guests initially cold shouldered Debbi but once they had sat through the movie and seen clips of her performing on the Afro Asian leg of the tour, they became more engaged with her. Unused as she was to this world, Debbi did her best to hold up her end of the conversations once it had been decided by the elites that she was worth considering. "Thank you, it's by Jasmin Salvani. Saffron picked it out for me....For sure, Dolla's been so supportive and considerate....Thank you but Jody over there wrote all my material....It all snowballed so quickly, I did it all for charity.... Really, I'm a serious business woman !"

Meanwhile, Jody was much more at ease conversing with an imposing black man who she knew was Dolla's older brother. "Absolutely, I'm certain she'd do it....No, she has no experience but that gives her a certain charm I'm sure you agree ?....Yes, I'm her manager....Well, not officially of course but she always does everything I tell her to in the end....You know I wrote all her lyrics I assume ?"

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"Look, you're all over the celebrity blogs" enthused Avalon. "Miz No-E leaves nothing to the imagination as she bares all on the red carpet !" She showed Debbi the screen. Debbi cringed as she scrolled through the 16 photos showing her from all angles as she posed in the transparent gown. "So what ?" she groaned. "It's not as if I'm going to make a career out of this. My sabbatical's nearly over and I've got to get back to the company or Jeff's going to go mad."

The four of them were at a late breakfast the morning after the party following the premiere of Dolla's tour movie. "Oh for goodness sake !" exclaimed Jody. "Not the old 'I'm a serious business woman' routine again ? How can you think of going back to that boring company after how the last couple of months have been ?" In truth, the thought of returning to her old job did hold less attraction for Debbi than it had done a few weeks ago. But she was a realist. She knew that her novelty rap act had a very limited shelf life that had been more or less exhausted. The industry insider Saffron agreed when Debbi offered this opinion. Even Avalon recognized that this was probably the case and only Jody was pushing for another shot at the old Miz No-E shtick.

"It's a pity not to use this positive buzz though" said Avalon. "What about Only Fans ?" she suggested. "Only what ?" replied Debbi. "It's a subscription thing. You post sexy pics of yourself and punters pay you" Avalon explained. "So they can have a wank over them" Jody interrupted. Ignoring her, Avalon continued. "One of my old clients was an actress in a soap and now she makes a killing out of it."

"Sounds a bit sleazy" objected Debbi, put off by Jody's interjection. "You don't have to go as far as some do with how explicit the photos are" said Saffron. "You can ride on this current Miz No-E notoriety for a while at least." Debbi remained dubious about the financial viability. "What about porn ?" Jody's question was met with an awkward silence !

"Porn ? What do you take me for ?" Debbi exploded once the impact of Jody's suggestion had fully registered. Jody was unfazed. "It may not be like you think. We're in Hollywood remember ? They have very high standards and production values. I was talking to Dolla's brother Jerome last night. He has his own production company Black on White and he said he'd love to work with you" she continued her pitch. "Jerome is very successful and well respected in the industry. You could be assured that all clinical safety checks and standards would be strictly adhered to" Saffron explained.

Debbi was speechless that it was even being discussed. "His specialty is to use white girls being seen to by well hung black studs" Jody extrapolated. "Stop it, just stop it. There's no way I would do that" Debbi interrupted. "Oh come on, don't play the shy virgin" Jody argued. "You went through half the brothers in town. Deacon, Clinton, Solomon. G-Rod...." "And Oscar" Debbi admitted sheepishly. This time it was Jody's turn to be incredulous as she imagined Debbi with the respectable silver haired patriarch of the community. "Mr. Oscar too ?" she exclaimed. "He was lonely" Debbi replied. "And that's beside the point. They were all one offs. Well, apart from Solomon...and G-Rod" she reminisced. "Anyway, I'm not getting shagged on camera for a measly couple of hundred dollars and that's the end of it" she added definitively.

"Um, it'd be a whole lot more than a couple of hundred dollars" Saffron interjected quietly. "How much more ?" asked Debbi, who then immediately wished she had bitten her tongue and not risen to the bait. "Jerome's going rate is way above that anyway but you have a couple of unique selling points to boost your market value. One, you're English which is always acquainted out here with class. And two, Miz ~No-E can currently be marketed as some sort of celebrity for even more added value."

"So how much are we talking ?" wondered Avalon on Debbi's behalf. "Well, there's a TV actress from an old sitcom over here who made the move into porn and since she was a 'name' she raked it in and is now said to be worth over a million" stated Saffron. Everyone looked at Debbi !

"So it's not the principle, it's just a question of how much ?" teased Avalon when she saw the look on Debbi's face. "No, it's not like that at all. There's no way I could do that" Debbi protested. "Methinks the lady doth protest too much" laughed Saffron. "No, I'm serious" said Debbi. "I'm a serious business woman !"

"Bullshit !" exclaimed Jody. "I spent a lot of time chatting up Jerome and explaining your potential and attributes and he saw you as Miz No-E in Dolla's movie and even after that he's still interested. The least you can do is hear him out and see what he has to say." "Stop it, no, not a chance" insisted Debbi.

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So it was that later that morning, Debbi got out of the limo that had been sent to collect her and took in the spectacular view from the impressive hilltop villa. A tall black man in stylish but casual clothes stepped out to greet her. Debbi could see the familial resemblance to DollaXL but Jerome was somehow more at ease in his persona. Notably more mature and less hyper than the temperamental rapper. "Welcome, thank you so much for coming" he said, kissing her hand. "I'm assuming you'd rather I called you Debbi and not No-E ?" he asked her. "Yes, Debbi's fine, though there is no 'E' at the end" she explained.

"No problem. We'll be promoting you as Miz No-E anyway while there's this buzz around that brand." Jerome assumed that it was a done deal. "But I really don't think I can do anything like this" Debbi protested. "I only came to pacify Jody." Jerome wasn't phased. "Well, at least let me explain exactly what's involved and more importantly what's on offer. I think you'll be pleasantly surprised by the care we take and how high our production values are. Come on through and meet my associates."

Ordinarily, Jerome would not waste his time trying to persuade a timid and reluctant prospect to take part in his productions. 'This is the deal darling, take it or leave it, plenty more wannabes on the Strip' would have been his normal attitude. But he was savvy enough to see the potential in his English rose and the cachet of her Miz No-E persona, so that he was willing to put in a little more time and effort to hook his catch. Saffron and Jody had briefed him about how the interview was likely to proceed and he had a strategy worked out.

He escorted Debbi into his impressive crib and introduced her to his associates, a middle aged black man in a sharp suit called Cedric and Marco, slightly younger whose name and casual style betrayed his Italian roots. "Oh my dad's Italian" Debbi volunteered. "Though my mum's from London. That's London England" she added for the benefit of her American interrogators. She wasn't sure how extensive their geographical knowledge was ! A glamorous and to Debbi slightly intimidating black girl wafted in with a tray of coffee and accessories. Sometimes such hospitality would have included a line or two but Saffron had advised Jerome that would not play well with the naïve Debbi.

Jerome played the host. "I'm told you're a highly successful business lady and only got into this rap thing by accident to make money for charity ?" he began once they were settled. "Yes" agreed Debbi enthusiastically. "I'm the first in my family to go through college and make it into management. I worked really hard and did it all myself" she continued proudly. "That's why I really can't do anything like this. I have to get back to the company and my real life. I'm a really private person" she thought she should emphasize once again. "You've every right to be proud of your achievements and I know how grateful the charity is for your efforts on their behalf "Jerome continued carefully. "And I do see your point of view believe me. I know this project isn't for everyone. But I'm not convinced that you fully realize the window of opportunity you have here with the publicity from my brother's movie. Saffron mentioned some figures I believe ?"

Debbi blushed. "Er, yes, she did" she responded shyly. "Well, consider. Three or four productions at those rates ? Are you so wedded to this company ? Do they really appreciate you ? That boss and your colleagues ? With these sorts of proceeds, in a couple of years you could quit and set up your own company in whatever field you wanted !" Jerome could sense Debbi's head spinning. "At least take a look at our portfolio, see the quality of our product" he continued, taking a folder from his desk and moving to sit next to Debbi on the couch.

"You can see that our camera work and art direction are top class and you can be assured that our health checks and intimacy coordinators are also beyond all you could wish for" said Jerome, as he showed Debbi the glossy portfolio and played some carefully selected and tastefully anodyne scenes from the prologue of one of their productions on his laptop.

Debbi could see that he was speaking the truth. "But I've got no acting experience" she explained, as she listened to the dialogue from a scene with a female estate agent showing a black hunk around a villa similar to the one she was currently sitting in. Jerome smiled inwardly as he noted that Debbi had shifted from saying there was no way she could be in such a production, to making excuses that she would not be suitable. "I'll be truthful with you, we don't aim for Oscar level performances from our talent as far as dialogue is concerned. Anyway, our audience will be blown away by your classy English accent" he flattered her. Debbi would not have categorized her Estuary English as classy but she guessed she could imitate a posh accent for a few lines of dialogue.

What am I thinking ? she caught herself, realizing that she was indeed giving this idea some consideration. "But I really couldn't do anything like this" she backtracked. Jerome glanced at Cedric and Marco who were beginning to get restless and he put his finger to his lips to indicate patience. "Of course not Debbi" he said, turning back to his prey. "We wouldn't dream of putting any pressure on you to do anything that you weren't comfortable with. But there's no harm in exploring the possibilities since you're here is there ?" he added reasonably.

"I've seen your body in my brother's tour movie of course but Cedric and Marco weren't at the premiere, so would you mind taking your clothes off for us ?" Jerome continued. "What ? Here ? Now ?" Debbi was taken aback. "Just to see. Just in case we did happen to come to some arrangement" Jerome replied. I guess I can't suddenly become some shrinking violet after all of this Miz No-E stuff Debbi reasoned to herself. Where's the harm ? She stood up and began to undress !

Debbi had taken her clothes off simply without any fuss or tease but she now felt awkward and exposed standing there naked in front of the three men. Jerome broke the silence. “Thanks, that’s great Debbi. Could you just turn around for us so we can get a good look at all of you ?” Debbi complied with the request. “No tattoos, that makes a pleasant change these days” remarked Cedric. “Yeah” agreed Jerome. Turning to Debbi he explained “Some of our customers don’t mind tattoos but we don’t find there are many that actually find them a turn on.”

“Can’t see any piercings. You don’t have a clit ring ?” Marco asked. “No” answered Debbi, aghast. The furthest she had ever gone by way of any body modification had been waxing and she intended to keep it that way !

“Tits could be a bit bigger but they’re nice and firm” Cedric observed. “And natural too, no beach ball inserts, I like that” added Marco. “I think they’re nicely proportioned for her size and a great ass too” said Jerome. “All that and a pretty face, not a bad package” he concluded. “Plus we have that minor celeb novelty factor going for her” Cedric reminded them.

Debbi was beginning to feel like a piece of meat with her various attributes being discussed like this. “But I’m really not going to do this, I’m a serious business woman with a career” she felt obliged to remind them at this point. “Of course Debbi, of course. We’re only examining the possibility just in case. Speaking of which, could you show us your pussy ?” he wondered. “What ?” exclaimed Debbi. “Just to see what we would have to work with, just in case” Jerome explained reasonably. Debbi hesitated. “Just sit back on the couch and spread your legs” he encouraged her.

“Looks a bit tight” Marco pondered while Debbi displayed herself as asked. “I’m sure it stretches, Jody’s told me about some of your exploits” Jerome winked at Debbi. “Anyway, the boys know what they’re doing.”

“Which seems like a good time to bring the boys in” Cedric suggested !

Debbi turned to see the door open and the girl who had brought coffee in earlier enter, accompanied by three naked black men. Debbi gasped and blushed to see the size of the appendages sported by the muscular hunks. This wasn't her first encounter with such specimens but they even put Solomon and co to shame !

Jerome suspected that charming blush would be a permanent fixture if he succeeded in his quest to get Debbi to sign up for his productions and thought it would be another unique selling point when compared to the jaded starlets he usually had to work with. He pressed on with his interrogation of Debbi, 'just in case' she did happen to agree. "What sort of thing would you be comfortable with ?" he wondered. "How do you feel about blow jobs ?" "Ugh, no. I've never seen the attraction" replied Debbi, acutely aware that she was also still naked and that the girl seemed to be setting up a camera. "Anal ?" Jerome continued to probe. Debbi was horrified.

"No matter, just setting parameters" said Jerome. "We'll keep things vanilla. Jody told me how much you like sex and there's plenty of scope for different scenarios and positions. I've seen that Miz No-E special and know how flexible you are !!" Debbi's blush felt like it would never subside. "You do like sex ?" Jerome wanted confirmed. "Er, um, yeah, well, I do" Debbi admitted. "But I'm a serious business woman really."

"Yes, of course, we completely understand. But since you're here and just in case, there's no harm in a little try out is there ?" Jerome humoured her. "How about we try posing a few tableaux here with you and the boys ?"

'How am I so gullible' ? Debbi thought to herself. She had only agreed to come to this meeting to get Jody and Saffron off of her back. She had intended to patiently listen to Jerome's pitch, then politely but firmly decline. And yet now here she was, stark naked and kneeling on the couch with one black cock in her mouth, one in her left hand and a third pounding into her pussy from the rear ! All being recorded on film.

They had started with the nude Debbi posed between the three hunks, then spread on the couch while she grabbed two of the cocks. Jerome had then suggested that she kneel on all fours, 'just to see how it looks'. "Maybe see if you can take some of that cock in your mouth ? Don't worry, he's a pro, I've told him not to come in your mouth !"

Debbi didn't like to disappoint and felt obliged to go along with all the escalating action Jerome orchestrated. Her body began responding, thrusting back as she was entered from behind, with her tits swinging back and forth in time with the rhythm. As agreed, everyone withdrew before any ejaculation. "You're a natural Deb" Jerome congratulated her as she lay back panting, that blush still on her face. "Go with Cherry to clean up and then we'll discuss that contract. It'd be such a shame to let all that potential go to waste "

[Debbifan]

Debbi as Miz No-E : Part Fourteen


Debbi was still naïve by the cynical standards of the LA world she had been plunged into but she wasn't a total innocent abroad. She had handled substantial budgets back at the company after all. So she knew enough not to immediately sign up to the contract Jerome had waved under her nose after the tryout with the three black studs. Hence the consultation she was now having with Saffron and Jody.

These two were delighted that Debbi had seen sense and was seriously considering signing the porn star deal. Debbi was herself already having second thoughts and sensing this, the other two quickly got down to specifics. "OK" Saffron began. "They want a deal for 12 movies over two years and a release for any stills and publicity photo-shoots. So far, so standard and the remuneration they're offering is at the top end of the scale for Jerome. I don't think they're trying to rip you off particularly, he knows the killing he could make." Debbi was more impressed than Saffron seemed to be with the sums mentioned. She was worried what people back in England would think but was it such a big jump from that SEXFLIX special she had already done ? And she'd raised so much for charity, was it so bad to make something for herself ?

"You want it made plain in the contract what you won't do" Saffron insisted. "I'll get my lawyer friend to write it up. No swallowing and no anal !" Debbi blushed that they were discussing it in such stark terms. "You're lucky. Jerome wouldn't normally let his stars dictate. So while we're at it, we'll ask for prior script approval too. Who knows, if you hone your acting skills you might get some bit parts in mainstream movies if they require nudity." Did Debbi want that ?

"The last thing we need to remind them is that Jody has trademarked the Miz No-E brand" said Saffron. "What ?" exclaimed Debbi. "Well, she is my entire creation" laughed Jody. "And who knows, there may still be a market for more Miz No-E songs if you're back in the spotlight !" "You should be proud of the mentoring job you've done on this young lady" Saffron told Debbi. "But I'm thinking that with all this, we really ought to get you both signed up to an agency."

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It had only been a week but Ava and Jody were amazed at the transformation in Debbi since the interview with Jerome and co. The news that Jody had trademarked 'Miz No-E' was the final straw. It was as if she had been operating in a daze throughout the entire DollaXL tour shebang, simply being reactive and drifting hopelessly with the flow. But it was now as if a switch had been thrown and she was completely on the ball.

Debbi had undergone an inner reappraisal. In her submissive state, she had been persuaded to take up the porn proposal simply because of the sums of money being offered. But the reappraisal had led her to admit to herself that she had no longer had any desire to return to the mundane everyday of the company. However, she was also no longer going to be the deer caught in the headlights that she may have appeared to be for the last couple of months. She was a powerful assertive woman and she was determined to enter into this new venture on her own terms. Hence the stipulations in the contract about what she was and was not prepared to do in the way of sex acts. She liked sex but was not going to be portrayed as a victim in any of the movies she would make, instead presenting herself as an independent woman with her own needs taking part on her own terms.

She had been equally forthright with the agent Saffron had fixed her up with. She had asked Jerome's associate Marco to arrange an apartment she could rent in LA and had invited Ava to share it, becoming her personal makeup artist but also free to pursue her own freelance activity. Meanwhile she had contacted an estate agent back in England to put her own house there on the short term rental market. Finally, Jody had come up with a new jingle to publicize the change in direction :-

Hey, it's me, I'm Miz No-E ; Getting into porn-og-raphy

Ain't no big deal, nothing too complex ; The truth of the matter, I just love sex !

Sex is my fav'rite activ-ity ; With cocks filling ev'ry cav-ity

But here's the thing, I'm in control... of who and what enters ev'ry hole

It's all my choice, I have the power ; Paid shedloads of cash for ev'ry hour...

I spend, showing y'all my tits and pussy ; Back home in England they'd call it cushy

Look at me, I'm Miz No-E ; The brave new face of the in-dus-try

Transcendent, revolut-ion-ary ; Look at me, I'm Miz No-E !

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"Is this a date ?" Debbi asked. "It could be if you'd like" Marco replied with a smile. They were seated at an outside table of an upscale restaurant overlooking the Pacific. Marco had driven Debbi to the private clinic Jerome's production company used to check out the sexual health of any actors they planned to use in any forthcoming movie. It hadn't been a pleasant experience exactly but Debbi was pleased at the thoroughness displayed, presuming that the same checks would apply to any males she would be coupling with.

"Where in Italy is your dad from ?" Marco asked. "Liguria, a little port near La Spezia" said Debbi. "Ah, a northerner" Marco grinned. "My family's from Sicily'" he added. "Why am I not surprised ?" laughed Debbi. "Don't believe all the stereotypes. You can frisk me if you like, you won't find a gun. Though I do have some useful family connections." Marco grinned again. "Sorry for jumping to conclusions" Debbi apologized. "Though I might just take you up later on that offer to frisk you !"

Their flirting was interrupted by a nervous looking college boy. "Excuse me, would you mind signing this ?" Debbi looked at what was obviously a printout of a screen shot from the SEXFLIX documentary, which showed her being carried around the stage by G-Rod and the King; naked and doing the splits. "I've never seen this" she exclaimed. "I didn't think that program had ever been shown in the US." She showed Marco the screen grab. "It hasn't been" the boy exclaimed. "But my brother's at college in London and he emailed me a file after I told him I was knocked out seeing you with DollaXL." Debbi signed the photo. 'I'm wearing knickers today !!! Lotsa Luv, Miz No-E xxxx'

"Cool" said the grateful boy. "But could you add 'To Jerry' ?" Debbi did so. "What's your real name ?" he asked. "Debbi. But without an 'e' at the end." The penny slowly dropped. "Oh, No-E ?" he said. "You got it" Debbi confirmed.

"That's a first" she said to Marco when the boy had gone. "Hopefully something you'll need to get used to" he replied. "We're planning a big launch campaign for you !"

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Debbi didn't know where she was when she first opened her eyes but she soon gathered her thoughts when she sensed the body beside her in the bed. "Do you always sleep with your clients ?" she asked Marco, as she turned her head and saw that he was also awake. "Only those with Italian fathers." "And how many of those have there been ?" "None to the best of my knowledge !" "Well then, I'm flattered" said Debbi. She sat up in bed and let the sheet fall away from her breasts. "Who are you texting ?" Marco wondered, seeing that she had taken her phone from the bedside table. "Ava" Debbi replied. "She might be worried that I didn't come back to the apartment last night."

Marco watched appreciatively as the naked Debbi got up and padded across the bedroom to the window and threw back the drapes. "Wow, some view" she proclaimed. It had been dark when they arrived last night and she had not fully appreciated the beach-side location of Marco's place. She turned to face him. "Do you ever go skinny dipping ?" she asked. "I never have" Marco grinned. "But feel free if you want to !" Debbi laughed. "Maybe another time." She changed the subject. "I need a car" she explained. "Nobody walks in this town and public transport's non-existent. I can't keep taking a cab or relying on you guys. And there's Ava to consider too, stuck in that apartment."

"No problem, I can help with that" Marco assured her. "Nothing fancy" said Debbi. "I'm not into status, just a runabout."

"Ava ? That's the purple one ?" Marco inquired. "Yeah, the purple hair. She's my makeup artist. She's really good, maybe you could get her some work ? To be honest, I wanted somebody around that I knew as a kind of mate."

"She's cute" said Marco. "I was thinking as a variant that maybe we could do a girl on girl shoot with you and her. Do you think she'd go for it ?" "No idea" Debbi laughed. "She did get naked on Brighton beach with me for the SEXFLIX" feature. They needed two acolytes to accompany the naked Aphrodite out of the sea. That was me" she giggled. "Who was the other acolyte ?" "Oh, that was a hoot. They made the presenter Samantha do it. She wasn't expecting it and she has pretensions to be a news anchor or something on mainstream TV and she got all worried it would come back and bite her on the bum !"

"I love the English way you talk" said Marco. "One of my USP's" Debbi chuckled. "We may need an upper class accent at some point though" Marco cautioned. "I say, I'm perfectly capable of doing that too don't you know" answered Debbi archly in a cod accent and striking a pose.

Marco watched from his patio as Debbi scampered back up the beach. She had not been able to resist an early morning skinny dip. He held out a towel for her and Debbi gratefully wrapped it around her dripping body. "I think one of your neighbours saw me. I hope I haven't ruined your reputation" she said. Marco laughed. "This is California Debbi. If anything you will have enhanced my reputation !"

"I don't understand" Debbi replied as she used the end of the towel to rub her hair. "Don't worry, plenty of time for me to tell you all about the different dynamics of the various states."

"So, we've got to get down to business next week. Start working on your profile" Marco began as they sat at his breakfast bar. "Uh huh" answered Debbi. She had decided to go wholeheartedly into the Miz No-E persona, at least for a while. It was about time it made her some money as well as the charity. "It was encouraging to have that college kid come up and ask you for your autograph last night but he's not really the demographic that's going to pay out for Jerome's porno videos." "What is the demographic ?" Debbi asked. "Older with more disposable income and more accustomed to paying for their kicks rather than getting them for free on the internet. Not so easy to reach but Jerome already has an extensive customer list and knows the forums to flood with sample stills from the films."

Marco continued. "But last night got me thinking. We need to diversify. I'll get you a social media guru to liaise with and push out your content." "I won't have to photograph all my meals will I ?" Debbi wondered. "Not for our target audience" Marco laughed. "We'll need material with varying levels of exposure according to the platform but a specialist will know all about that. What works on Insta as opposed to what's for Only Fans and what gets hidden behind yet another pay wall." "Sounds complicated" said Debbi. "That's why we need expertise. It also saves you being online all the time. All you have to do is look sexy." "I can manage that" said Debbi archly, striking another pose !

"And we'll use Dolla's studio to record more Miz No-E material. Keep the original concept in people's minds." "Jody's already written one new song" said Debbi. "Good" Marco replied. "And I'm negotiating with SEXFLIX to get the rights over here for that documentary. It sounds as if there's some good stuff on that and it all feeds in to explaining who you are."

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"I'm making the most of today. I didn't know I was going to be so busy. I thought it'd just be a case of turning up for a couple of hours every now and again and letting a couple of black studs shag me. But Marco's got all these other plans !" Debbi and Avalon were relaxing on the beach in LA in tiny bikinis. "You don't have to do everything Marco says" Ava replied. "No, I know. but it makes sense. Multiple income streams and all that. I know all about the theory from my business background."

"That's what I still can't get my head around" said Ava. "When I first met you doing your makeup at the SEXFLIX studios, you were this slightly panicky fish out of water, forever going on about how it was all just for the charity and you were a serious business woman and so on. And you kept up that shtick all through Dolla's tour. Now all of a sudden, you're fully embracing Miz No-E and pushing the boundaries even further."

"Ah well, there's a lot you don't know about me" said Debbi. "I was a pretty wild teen. Underage clubbing, one night stands, or one week stands if I fancied the boy. Left school with minimal qualifications, dropped out of college, got a dead end job in a call centre."

"And yet you were an IT exec by the time you were 26 ?"

"24 actually. I'd been doing the job a while before Jody manufactured Miz No-E. See, I realized where I was headed. Married to some brainless hunk at 18, first kid at 19, second at 21. And I thought, no thanks. So I became a bit of a nerd. Hours in the library, technical manuals for bedside reading. And it turned out I was a lot cleverer than people had assumed. School, family, friends. All had me down for the young mum route, more likely than not a single parent. None of them believed in me, which is why my contact with them now is minimal. Different worlds."

"So, OK. But how did you manage to get a start at your company from a dead end job and with no qualifications ?" Ava wanted to know. "Simple. I blagged it. Lied. Made stuff up. Nobody ever wanted to actually see proof of the paper qualifications I said I had. And I could answer all the tech questions they asked. Once I was in, it was just a question of out performing any rivals and keeping abreast of all the latest technology."

"Wow, I didn't realize. I thought you'd been born with a silver spoon in your mouth or something" Ava laughed. "Not exactly" said Debbi ruefully. "Dad was an Italian beach bum, mum an 18 year old bride who fell for him an holiday and got pregnant with me. Dad followed to England and just worked in garages or restaurants, whatever was going. I modified my estuary accent when I got the job with the company."

"So what about boyfriends then?" Ava changed tack. "Well, you know how it is. All girls like us have to do is walk in any pub and we'll get picked up. Did that several times but they were all idiots. Didn't want a relationship with anyone at the company, too complicated. There was this Indian guy I met in a conference hotel bar. He was a nuclear physicist for goodness sake ! Rolling in it and great in bed. Must have grown up on the Karma Sutra. But he was nudging 40 and always jetting off somewhere. Found out later he had a wife and family back in Delhi."

"But how did Jody get this successful business woman to go along with Miz No-E ? I always wondered." Unexpectedly, Debbi laughed. "Dancing on the table in my knickers was just the kind of thing the 18 year old me I've just told you about would do at the drop of a hat. I guess part of me reverted and the mature me did not want to appear stuffy and standoffish to the kids I was supposed to be mentoring. After that it all just kind of escalated with the charity stuff as you know"

"But that still doesn't explain the change now from the person I met at SEXFLIX ?" Ava asked again. "Two levels I guess. One is simply as I said to you the other day, I was finally seduced by the money and lifestyle and thought why not get a piece for myself after all that I'd help raise for the charity ? But deep down, I think it was that repressed 18 year old wild child wanting to burst back out."

They were getting hot in the sun. "Come on, better retire to the bar" said Debbi. "Marco doesn't want me getting tan lines and these uptight Americans will freak out if I take my top off !"

"So, you were talking about how busy it's going to get. What's on tomorrow ?" asked Ava. They were still in their bikinis, sitting in the shade under the awning of the beach bar, sipping cocktails. "Marco's arranged a private viewing session for me to try on lingerie at some upmarket boutique in Beverley Hills" answered Debbi. "Is that for the movie ?" wondered Ava. Debbi laughed. "No, they supply costumes on the set and the clothes don't stay on for long anyway. The lingerie is to wear in photos for tease material on Instagram and Only Fans." "Will you need me ?" Ava asked. "No, it's just shopping. No photos yet, so I won't need anything more elaborate than my normal makeup. Unless you want to tag along that is ?" "No, I think I'll pass. I've got a few contacts to chase up for outside work. Can't rely on you for everything," "Fair enough."

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The next day, Marco ferried Debbi to the lingerie emporium. He had arranged for the shop to be closed for their use, so that Debbi could parade privately in the shop and view herself in the mirrors at a comfortable distance without being stuck in the confines of a cramped cubicle. The tinted glass of the showroom hid her from the prying eyes of any passers by. Debbi always treated herself to good quality underwear but that was normally limited to knickers and the occasional bra. So she was enjoying the novelty of trying on a variety of thongs, basques, body stockings, regular stockings and suspenders, all kinds of exotica that she wouldn't normally wear. And it was all going on Marco's account, so she didn't have to count the cost !

After almost an hour of this, however, Debbi's attention was distracted by a commotion outside. The proprietor moved to open the door and in breezed DollaXL with Selwyn, his loyal minder. Jerome had prevailed upon his younger brother to come along for a stunt to help further raise the profile of Miz No-E prior to the filming and release of her first production. Dolla was never averse to seeing his name in print or online and he had tipped off the paparazzi himself.

"Miz No-E, looking good" he greeted Debbi. In truth, they had rarely passed more than a few words while she had been on tour with him and his troupe, most of the details being handled by his PA. But now he was treating Debbi like an old friend. She was currently dressed in a yellow lace all in one body, with a thong style back and yellow fishnet stockings. "Hey, a sunshine outfit for a sunshine girl. Let's take it out in the street and see how it looks in the real sunlight" Dolla suggested. Debbi looked to Marco, who gave a nod of approval. The serious business woman persona having been well and truly ditched, she happily took Dolla's hand and accompanied him out onto the sidewalk.

The paps had already assembled and immediately began to call out. 'Dolla, Dolla'...'Dolla, this way'...'Miz No-E, strike a pose'...'No-E, give us a back view'. There were also gossip columnists in attendance, shouting questions. 'Dolla, are you and Miz No-E an item now ?'...'Miz No-E, is it true you're making a porno movie ?' "Watch this space" Debbi called back coyly. The pair gave the media five more minutes before retreating back inside the shop.

"Thanks man" said Marco to Dolla on their return. "Any time" the rapper replied. Marco turned to Debbi. "I'll take all the purchases back along with your own clothes Deb. Put this on and you can leave with Dolla and Selwyn. They'll drive you back to the hotel. Give the paps another photo opportunity and the reporters a little more to think about." He handed Debbi a sheer black body with a thong back.

" I really like this yellow one, can we buy it as well as the other stuff you've already got ?" Debbi asked Marco as she peeled off the yellow lace bodysuit and stockings and he handed her the sheer black one. "Of course and the one you're putting on too" Marco replied. Debbi adjusted the material around her breasts and crotch and studied how the bodysuit looked in the store's mirror. The outline of her nipples and pussy could be clearly seen but she allowed herself to think that she looked pretty hot. The thong style rear view looked just as good when she turned to peer over her shoulder at that.

The paparazzi were still there when Debbi re-emerged, once again holding hands with Dolla. There were more cries from them and a little more posing before they crowded round to try and get the best shots of Debbi's ass disappearing into the back seat of the SUV.

"Good move hooking up with brother Jerome" Dolla announced when they were settled in the back of the vehicle and Selwyn the minder swept out into the road with photographers still trying to get shots through the windows. "I'm really looking forward to seeing you getting banged by all those black brothers. Selwyn is too, aren't you Selwyn ?" "Absolutely boss" the normally silent bodyguard replied. "Jerome's always able to find plenty of white bitches desperate to get a foot on the ladder but a high class English chick like you that's already got a public profile, that's a real coup !"

"I hope I don't disappoint everyone" answered Debbi, who hadn't really given a lot of thought about who would be watching the finished product after next week's filming. The thought of Dolla sitting around a huge TV screen with his homies and watching her getting screwed silly suddenly seemed a little strange. "No chance of that from what I can see" responded Dolla. Debbi also didn't think of herself as a 'high class English chick' but she knew Jerome had mentioned that aspect and was confident she could pull it off, at least as far as the target audience of a porno production was concerned.

"You still in that hotel ?" Dolla asked as they neared their destination. "Yeah" said Debbi. "Marco's arranging an apartment I can rent for me and Avalon." "Yay, purple haze" Dolla laughed, remembering his nickname on tour for the Goth makeup artist and her coloured hair. "Say, you with this Marco guy ?" "Well, kind of, er, not really, a bit" Debbi mumbled. "Should find yourself a big black stud" was his jocular advice as they drew up at the hotel.

Seeing that there were no press stationed here, Dolla let Debbi get out alone and the tank like car swiftly pulled away, leaving her realizing that she did not have her room key and Ava was probably out chasing her work contacts. Stuck there to wait for Marco while wearing nothing but an extremely brief and revealing bodysuit would have been an extreme embarrassment a few short weeks ago but the newly confident Debbi strode straight up to reception, where they all knew Miz No-E and handed over a pass key to her without any fuss !

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"You OK ?" Ava was concerned when a subdued Debbi returned from filming the first of her porn movies for Jerome's company. "Fine" Debbi replied. "I'm just exhausted and a little sore. Those black studs Jerome employs are huge and have a helluva lot of stamina !"

"Lucky you" opined Avalon. Debbi laughed. "And my muscles are aching from all the contortions I had to get into. They certainly got their money's worth of shots !"

"Yeah, but think of the money" said Ava. "Oh I was, believe me" Debbi laughed again. "So what was the plot ?" her friend asked. "I was a high powered English exec, seconded to a tech company here and looking for an apartment" Debbi began. "A serious business woman" Ava grinned, mimicking Debbi's old protestations before she had decided to fully embrace Miz No-E. "Exactly" Debbi joined in the joke. "Anyway, stud number one was the supervisor of the block showing me around and I was to ask him if I could try out the shower."

"As you do when looking at a new apartment" Ava chuckled. "As you do indeed" Debbi agreed. "Punters don't watch porn for realistic plots I imagine. Whatever, I stripped off and got in the shower and then looked all surprised when the guy joined me for some groping and then we went and commenced shagging all over the apartment. After a bit he called in the gardener to enjoy a threesome."

"Was Jerome happy ?" asked Ava. "Said he was. I'm a natural apparently."

"Were there many on set ?"

"Not really. A couple of camera guys for different angles. Marco was there. And their admin girl who also did your kind of role for makeup and such but what with the shower scene and all, there wasn't that much need. Sorry they didn't want to pay for you but Marco says we'll definitely need you regularly for the Only Fans photo shoots."

"That's OK. I've got some freelance work already as you know" said Ava. "So what's next ?"

"Well, you know I'm contracted for more movies but they'll want to see how this one sells first. So I think it'll be a few months before another one. But there'll be promotion for this, getting the Only Fans thing off the ground and next week there's a recording session with Dolla. He wants me as a guest artist on one track on the new album. Jody's written something apparently. But for now, I've got a few days off. We can hit the beach again !"

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"I didn't think I'd ever be doing a Miz No-E rap again" said Debbi. She had just finished recording her segment to be segued into the middle of a new song of Dolla's, 'All Dolla's Bitches Know Where It's At'. It was going to be the title track of his new album and Debbi's insert was the rap Jody had written to welcome Miz No-E's change of direction.

Hey, it's me, I'm Miz No-E ; Getting into porn-og-raphy

Ain't no big deal, nothing too complex ; The truth of the matter, I just love sex !

Sex is my fav'rite activ-ity ; With cocks filling ev'ry cav-ity

But here's the thing, I'm in control... of who and what enters ev'ry hole

It's all my choice, I have the power ; Paid shedloads of cash for ev'ry hour...

I spend, showing y'all my tits and pussy ; Back home in England they'd call it cushy

Look at me, I'm Miz No-E ; The brave new face of the in-dus-try

Transcendent, revolut-ion-ary ; Look at me, I'm Miz No-E !

"That Jody chick sure has a way with words" Dolla said admiringly as they listened to the playback. "And your sense of rhythm's getting better too" he added. "We need to think about a video for promotion" Saffron reminded them. "Maybe I can get brother Jerome to let us use some extracts from your movie" said Dolla lasciviously to Debbi. "I'm still waiting to see that" he continued, voicing his disappointment. "It's not been released yet, I think they're still editing" Debbi replied. "Yeah but he normally lets me see the rushes if it's a chick I'm interested in."

"We may need to shoot a couple of versions anyway" affirmed Saffron. "One for general release and one x-rated."

Marco suddenly burst into the engineer's room. "A load of paps have just turned up outside. We need to get Debbi into something sexy for when you two leave. You happy to be pictured with her again Dolla ?" Dolla was never one to turn down free publicity and now there was a joint record to promote. "I don't have anything sexy with me" pronounced Debbi, who had come dressed for comfort in baggy top and joggers. "That's OK, put these on" Marco replied. From somewhere, he had managed to procure a pair of translucent white tights and cropped see through vest.

Long past the phase of being shy, Debbi began to change. As usual, she was not wearing a bra. "Take your panties off too" Marco suggested. Debbi pulled on the tights. She caught a glimpse of her reflection through the glass of the control room. "My pussy shows through" she observed. "Not a problem. Hold your bag in front of it when you and Dolla go out. They'll get lots of shots of your tits and ass and it'll look as if you're being demure." Debbi howled with laughter. "The demure Miz No-E !"

"Whatever" said Marco, continuing. "Then, just as you're getting into the limo, act distracted and let the bag fall, giving them the money shot."

The patience of the paparazzi was rewarded by the appearance of DollaXL and the suitably exposed figure of Debbi. There were the usual cries. 'Dolla, is Miz No-E on your new album ?' "All Dolla's bitches know where it's at" the rapper called back cryptically, echoing the title of his new album and the track they had just been laying down.

The photographers were all the while hurriedly snapping pics of Debbi's tits and ass in the makeshift transparent outfit that Marco had supplied. 'Miz No-E, what about this rumoured porn career ?' Marco began handing out flyers. "Black On White Productions release in three weeks time" he answered on Debbi's behalf.

'Dolla come clean with us. You two are an item now right ?' The paps pressed for an answer. Debbi had meanwhile reached the rear door of the limo and threw the bag she had been using as a prop to cover her crotch onto the back seat. Marco called out to her. "No-E, don't forget the appointment this evening." There was no appointment that evening but it gave Debbi the excuse to turn around and expose her pussy that was clearly visible through the thin material of the white tights. "Eight thirty right ?" she called back to Marco. "No, at nine." " I thought it was eight thirty ?" "No, definitely nine." "Oh, I must have got it wrong, OK. Nine it is."

All this was planned to prolong her exposure long enough for the photographers to all get the shots they wanted before Debbi turned again and her ass disappeared into the car. "They all saw my pussy" she laughed as Dolla climbed in beside her. "Pussy be all over the internet by tonight" he joined in the laughter !

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"Look, we've been talking for hours and we still haven't decided on your outfit for the ceremony" Saffron complained. "Dolla's agreed to escort you and you know the paps will be swarming." They were discussing the upcoming Porn Industry Awards where Debbi had been nominated in multiple categories, despite only two of her contracted movies for Jerome having been made thus far. "Can't I just go naked ?" Debbi suggested. "Well, apart from shoes of course. I've got a bunch of shoe designers offering me freebies !" "Naked doesn't work for the paps" Saffron explained. "It limits their market, they can't sell them to the mainstream, whereas if you wear something revealing they can get away with it, even if it may need a little manipulation."

Debbi looked disappointed. "You can still wear something totally transparent that shows your tits and pussy" Saffron consoled her. "And you can be naked for your performance of the rap in the show and when you go up to collect your Pussy if you win" Marco added. The Porn Industry Awards were called the Pussys. It was decided that Debbi would wear one of the one piece bodysuits from the lingerie store. "You can take a couple and wear a different one for the trip to the after awards party, that way we'll double up on the paps' photos" said Saffron.

"How's it going with Dolla ?" Marco wanted to know. He was a little jealous; although they were not a couple he had been sleeping with Debbi off and on. "Dolla keeps pushing that if the press want to see us as an item why not make it so" Debbi replied. "He just wants to get into your knickers" laughed Avalon, who was also at the impromptu conference taking place in their small shared apartment that Marco had procured for the English girls. "Well, yeah, I know, I'm not stupid" Debbi answered. "I don't mind shagging him but I don't want to live with him, he's an idiot" she continued. "Yeah, but he's a rich and successful idiot" asserted Saffron and all three girls laughed, not noticing Marco's scowl !

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Debbi was having second thoughts about the outfit for the porn awards show. "Can't we have something a bit more subtle ?" she wondered. "The paps already took photos of me last time with Dolla when I was wearing a one piece body."

"It's the Pussys not the Oscars. They don't do subtle and our budget doesn't run to a lavish designer gown, even if it might be transparent" Saffron explained. Debbi was wearing the yellow lace number with the thong back and she did look good in that she admitted. "Anyway, we have your collar and Dolla's going to be leading you on the leash, so that will be novelty enough to guarantee all the photos we want" added Saffron.

Debbi had baulked at the suggestion of the collar and leash but had been convinced that, far from being demeaning, it was a statement in post modern irony and fully in keeping with the ethos she wanted to promote in her porn career of a self possessed young woman in control and confident in her own sexuality.

Well, something like that anyway !

Avalon finished putting the final touches to Debbi's makeup and Dolla took hold of the leash as they caught the lift down to the lobby, where Selwyn would be waiting with the limo to take them to the theatre where the awards ceremony was taking place.

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It caused the hoped for sensation when Debbi emerged from the limo at the theatre where the awards were taking place, wearing the yellow lace body and being led on a collar and leash by Dolla. The floor of the theatre had been cleared and all the movers and shakers in the porn industry were seated around various tables. As could be expected from the nature of the awards, Debbi was far from being the only scantily clad woman in the room but being accompanied by Dolla, plus the inclusion of the collar and leash, had proved to be a coup and she remained the centre of attention as they joined a table with Jerome and Marco representing the production company.

As well as the awards, it had been arranged that Dolla would take place in an interval show, lip synching to 'All Dolla's Bitches'. Then Debbi would do likewise with the Miz No-E rap celebrating the porn industry. "I can't remember the words Jody wrote for that one" she worried. Unlike 'Dancin' in my Knickers' and the other early versions of the rap, she had not performed the porn industry one in public. "No matter" said Marco. "You're only lip synching and nobody's going to be looking at your mouth. You know the rhythm and when it is in the song that you're supposed to be rapping. Just mouth yadda yadda or rhubarb and nobody'll be any the wiser !" "I guess" Debbi agreed.

There was champagne on the table that began to be consumed in large quantities. "I should have eaten before we came" Debbi declared. As well as securing Dolla's participation, the Pussys had also pulled off another coup by persuading a well known late night host to compere the ceremony. They knew they would never be mainstream but they were trying to rid the industry of the more damaging stigmas. The host was warming up the audience nicely with a string of risqué gags that he would never have got away with on TV.

The awards themselves got off to a slow start with gongs being given out for cinematography, script writing and other technical categories. The winners were all greeted by polite applause but interest perked up when the awards for the actual performers began. "The next category is for the best performance by a non-American white female in a black on white production. And the winner is....Debbi, AKA Miz No-E !" came the announcement. "Wow, I must have beaten off hordes of competition to win that category" Debbi remarked sarcastically as she feigned surprise. "Don't knock it" said Jerome. "It cost me a few bucks to get that category added" he laughed. Dolla grabbed hold of her leash, ready to lead her up to the stage to accept the award.

There were hoots and hollers from the audience as Dolla led Debbi up to the stage to collect her award. She knew she was supposed to make a brief acceptance speech. She sensed all eyes on her as she stood wearing just the yellow lace body. "I guess it's customary to thank everyone for this lovely award" she began, holding up the Pussy which was a silver plated cast of a vagina. "First and foremost, I must thank Jerome and Marco and all at the production company for giving me this opportunity. And Dolla for giving me such exposure on his tour." Dolla, who was still beside her on the stage ready to lead her back, bowed graciously. "Not to forget my two co-stars, Tyrone and Rocky, who were so kind and patient with a novice like myself ! I also want to thank my makeup artist and best mate Avalon and also Jody my lyricist, whose creation Miz No-E really is. I shall treasure this award" she concluded, holding up the silver vagina before collapsing into a champagne induced attack of the giggles. Her accent also lapsed from the posh one that she had been attempting back into her natural estuary English. "Sorry folks but this is all just so fucking ridiculous. Cheers !"

Debbi held up the award once more and left the stage to warm applause. The audience seemed tolerant of her deconstruction of the ceremony. "Sorry about that" she apologised to Jerome once they were back seated at the table. "No problem, it all helps build your character profile" he replied. "I can't see this taking pride of place on the mantlepiece though" Debbi remarked, studying the award now sitting in the middle of the table. "It's quite lifelike I have to say. Maybe a bit too much" she added. "That's Starr Foxx's vagina" Marco replied. "Excuse me ?" said Debbi. "Starr Foxx won best female in a porn movie last year and it's become a tradition that they take a cast of the winner's vagina to make the awards for the following year" Marco explained. "You're also up for that award later, so maybe next year, everyone be getting your pussy" Jerome laughed.

There were a couple more awards in the more obscure categories before an usher came to the table to ask Dolla and Debbi to go backstage to get ready for the interval show.

There was a brief altercation backstage. The organisers had wanted Dolla to perform before 'Miz No-E', since Debbi was more relevant to the Pussy Awards. But Dolla insisted he was the star and should be on second. Debbi could not care less. She slipped out of the yellow lace body she had been wearing, having decided to perform her rap naked. "Here, take my collar off will you Dolla ?" she asked. "Long as you have it back on for when we do 'All Dolla's Bitches'" the rapper replied.

Debbi by now had her dance moves down as Miz No-E and she found she did in fact remember most of the lyrics she was lip synching to. She was confident any occasional lapse would not be noticed. Allowing her mind to wander, she went through her routine, disbelieving how far she had come from the professional business woman who was reduced to an embarrassed quivering wreck by the thought of exposing any flesh in public. She had now fully embraced her sensuality and felt fully at ease with the persona she had decided to adopt and go with. Plus the money wasn't bad and she knew it wasn't for ever !

Her performance brought the house down and Dolla had a hard time following. However, he was helped by the fact that Debbi came out again with him, being led naked on all fours in the collar and leash as he sang 'All Dolla's Bitches' and his usual dancers cavorted around in their catsuits.

Jerome congratulated the pair when they finally made it back to the table. Debbi hadn't bothered to put any clothes back on. "That'd be a great half time show for the Superbowl" he asserted. "Yeah, right" Marco laughed. "Imagine how bad they freaked out to a nipple all those years ago and what their reaction to something like that would be !"

Jerome had been desperate for Debbi to win an award and so had lobbied and paid for the inclusion of the spurious category she had already been successful in. So it was a bonus when it came to Best Female Newcomer and the Talk Show host announced the winner as "Debbi, AKA Miz No-E !" Still naked, she bounded up to the stage. "Excuse my gown folks" she said, to much laughter. "What can I say ? This is so unexpected. Thank you. Here's to not being a newcomer for ever !"

There were now two silver Pussys adorning the table. Eventually the ceremony reached the final category of the evening, Best Female Performer in a Porn Movie. Starr Foxx was up for the award again, together with two other stalwarts of the industry, Bambi Melons and Kaylar Snatch. But the fourth nominee was a surprise; Debbi, AKA Miz No-E.

Debbi's surprise was even greater when she was announced as the winner. Despite how confident and at ease she had felt up on stage earlier this was totally unexpected and she adopted the familiar wide eyed and open mouthed gaze of a winner as the cameras zoomed in on her. This time her gait was more unsteady as she finally made her way up to the stage amidst much cheering.

"This is just totally, totally unexpected. Unbelievable. Thank you, thank you, thank you. I shall try my best to live up to it and to represent this wonderful industry to the best of my ability." She knew what her audience wanted to hear. She grasped her gold Pussy and held it aloft. Only the overall male and female winners received the gold plated awards. "How does it feel to know that next year all the awards will be cast from a replica of your vagina " she was asked. "It'll be a great honour" she beamed !