Wherever he performs, Jason Bleeder's legion of fans (or Bleederers as they are more popularly known) clamour to see him. In order to make the most money, as well as the glamorous big city venues, he must also play the smaller provincial ones. Wherever he is he has a long list of requirements and woe betide any venue that doesn't deliver.

The atmosphere at the P3 Arena is electric. Thousands of adoring fans (mostly female) have crowded into the vast auditorium to see their favourite pop star - and are paying handsomely to do so.

Melody Eustace rushes into the changing room. As the concert promoter it's her job to ensure everything runs smoothly. "Hi Jason!" She gushes.

"The P3 are so pleased to be hosting this concert. All the staff are looking forward to a landmark event. We are your servants so if there's anything you want, anything at all..." Jason just stands there looking bored as she goes on.

"And can I just say, I've been a Bleederer for the last two years and I absolutely love your music!" Melody squeals excitedly. She's about to go on but Jason interrupts her. "This room simply won't do," he says coldly.

"The rider you were sent was very clear yet there are loads of things missing! Where are the 3 different flavours of vitamin water in separate chillers? Where's the fresh beluga caviar from North of the Caspian Sea?" He asks.

"Well I'm sure they did their best. I mean there was a lot..." But again, before she can finish Jason cuts in.

"It was very clear. I wanted 2 litres of Belvedere 20 year old - kept at minus 19 degrees Celsius. Where's that? I can't see it. Oh - and there's NO goody bag!"

Melody looks at him and sees he's being serious. They spent a huge amount of time and money getting everything ready and it's distressing to get such a negative reaction. "I'm so sorry," she says seeking to calm him down, "we had three members of staff and the head of security getting the rider together over the last week. But perhaps we didn't receive it in time."

"That's no excuse. It's just typical. Typical provincial sloppiness," he spits back. Melody closes her eyes against the torrent of abuse. She had no idea Jason would be like this! But she has to find some way to smooth things over.

"I want all the takings from the merchandise stands brought to me, in cash, within 5 minutes of the end of the show. Do you think you can manage something as simple as that?" He sneers.

Melody hides her anger at being spoken to so rudely. "Yes, yes, of course we can," she replies - an idea slowly forming. "There's just the small matter of the contract to deal with."

She places the long document on the table. "If you could just sign it in the three places indicated I can get on and sort everything out for you," she coaxes.

Huffing and puffing about the venues inefficiency, Jason snatches the pen and starts to sign - not bothering to read any of it first. He hates paperwork and sees it as beneath someone of his incredible talents.

Melody watches to make sure he does everything correctly. She understands that it's a legally binding document - even if he doesn't.

She cannot help but glance down at his arse - which is visible through his flimsy underwear with his jeans wore low in his trademark style. No wonder the girls get so excited when he's on stage!

"Right!" Jason says abruptly, "You can fuck off now. I've got to get into the zone before I can go and perform."

Melody makes to leave, then turns back. "I hope you have a great concert Jason. We're at capacity! There are lot of eager females waiting for you out there," she says.

"Yes I'm sure there are. Now out you go," he says - practically escorting her out of the room, his interest in her completely gone.

Jason walks around the room, smiling to himself. He loves the perks of being famous - all the freebies he can get out of venues like this one. And the amount he should make through merchandise sales will probably be enough to buy another car!

He does some Tai Chi and Thai boxing moves to limber up. He always makes sure the security guards sit the hottest women at the front so he can flirt directly with them.

Then if he sees any worth bothering with, he can invite them back to his hotel room for a party. 'Oh yes - Jason Bleeder is going to get it tonight!' He thinks to himself.

He punches and kicks the air, getting himself worked up to perform.

He stretches to warm up his muscles. He's very physical on stage - it's one of the reasons he attracts such a loyal female following.

He works himself up into a frenzy, leaping high in the air. 'LET'S DO THIS!' He thinks and jogs out of the room ready to show his fans that he's number 1.

The lights pan across the crowds of shrieking fans all clamouring for more. Jason has just finished his last number and left the stage - hurrying back to the changing room to take advantage of the goodies.

He shoves the door open, sweat slicking his body from his exertions. He's pumped up and on a high from the adoration of the audience.

He does some more boxing moves, adrenalin still coursing through his system.

"I am FUCKING BRILLIANT!" He shouts - jumping up and down. He gets a cut of every ticket sale and from the look of how packed the place was he should do very well out of tonight's performance.

He cracks open a beer and chugs it down. He only needs a tiny fraction of the beverages and snacks on offer but he'll make sure to open all of it just to make sure none can be reused.

He pulls a small package out of his pocket and goes to an empty table. He knows just what will make his mood even better.

He doesn't even bother making it into lines, simply shoving his face into the white powder and snorting it all up greedily.

Ah yes! That hits the spot! The chemicals work their way into his body and he starts to feel almost invincible.

He dances around the room, supremely confident that he is the best singer and the sexiest man on the planet. Can life get any better than this?

Just then Melody bursts in, her face like thunder.

Jason has forgotten the tone of their last meeting. "Did you see the concert? Did you see how awesome it was? I was on FIRE!" He enthuses - not picking up on the serious look on her face.

He carries on: "I had them eating out of the palm of my hand! The front row were crying when I sang 'She Needs Me So.' And I had them all up dancing at the end shouting my name!"

"Some girl even threw a teddy bear on the stage! It's round here somewhere. Sometimes fans hide little presents in them - like nude pics of themselves or their underwear." Jason seems oblivious to Melody's lack of enthusiasm.

He goes to find the teddy bear that he tossed aside when he came back in. "Jason," says Melody, trying to get his attention, "JASON!"

"What?" He says - finally realising there's something wrong. "You haven't done your encores - there are thousands of people still out there waiting to hear more," she says.

"So? What do I care?" He replies sulkily - not liking being told what to do. "It's in the contract!" She says hoping to impress on him how important it is, "You'll have to go back out and sing three more songs."

Just then the door flies open and two girls come hurtling into the room giggling and call out Jason's name: "Jason, Jason - we're your biggest fans!"

The girls rush over to him and put their arms around him. "What were you saying?" Jason asks Melody, distracted and excited by the sudden arrival of the two fans.

"You need to get back on stage right now," says Melody again. "Yeah right! I'm busy can't you see that?" Jason replies firmly. Melody seethes. 'Right!' She thinks to herself, 'I'm going to teach this snivelling little shit a lesson. Time to put my plan into action.'

Melody knows it will reflect badly on the P3 if Jason doesn't go back out and perform his encore. The thousands of screaming fans will leave disappointed and the venue will lose money. But the man himself is only interested in the two girls who have just arrived and is not interested in the contract he signed. If she cannot persuade him to do his job, Melody has a plan to teach this young upstart a lesson.

Melody is exasperated with Jason. Why can't he see how stupid he's behaving? She tries to give him another chance, but he's so wrapped up in the two girls he just ignores her.

"You're the most beautiful girl in the world," he says to one of them. Then turns to the other: "No, you're the most beautiful!" The girls giggle delightedly - as though thrilled to be getting so much attention.

He whispers something into one of their ears eliciting a squeal of shocked laughter.

"Jason this is serious!" Cuts in Melody - putting the needs of the P3 before her desire to get revenge, "We'll all look bad if the fans don't get to see you again. Some of them have travelled a long way to be here."

But Jason is not interested and starts singing 'She Needs Me So' knowing it made them cry with emotion when he was on stage.

The girls don't react the same way this time, instead they scream with laughter as though they were privy to some secret joke.

Jason's singing comes to an abrupt stop when Kimberly's hand wanders down to his crotch and starts to stroke his bulge through his jeans.

She lifts his t-shirt up and runs her hands up his chest making him shiver with pleasure. 'These girls are definitely up for it,' he thinks to himself.

"You do realise that if you breach the terms of your contract the P3 could sue you for a huge amount of money? Not to mention the damage to your reputation," even as she speaks Melody realises her pleas are falling on deaf ears.

Jason clicks his fingers at her. "Champagne," he orders, "Get me Champagne."

"And none of that cheap crap either. My girls deserve the very best." Melody looks at him. No matter how annoying he is, he's still a big star. And it suits her purposes to keep him happy - for the time being.

She radios through to one of her colleagues: "Champagne. Bring champagne to Jason Bleeder's dressing room."

Jason starts kissing the two girls passionately, turning from one to the other. He leaves Melody standing there feeling foolish.

He freely gropes his two fans assuming that he has free reign to do whatever he pleases given his fame and status.

Melody is not impressed. She never knew he was such a jerk! Fancy taking advantage of the girls like that. It's a good job they aren't quite as innocent as they appear.

The Champagne arrives and Melody sets it on the table while Jason leads the girls over to a sofa to get more comfortable.

"Frisky eh?" Says Jason as the girls start to paw at him eagerly. Melody stands behind him glowering.

The girls grab hold of his vest and hoist it up over his head. Jason is a little surprised at how keen they are but doesn't put up any resistance.

"Come here and give me a kiss," he says, grabbing Sophie and trying to stick his tongue down her throat.

Sophie giggles girlishly and moves her head so he kisses her neck instead. She makes brief eye contact with Melody.

Remembering the other woman Jason turns round to her and says: "you don't have to stand there looking stupid, you can always join in if you want."

Sophie reaches round for the teddy bear that she threw onto the stage for him earlier.

She and Kimberly rip it open and all the stuffing falls out.

Sophie rummages around inside to find the hidden 'present' they'd sent to Jason. They couldn't risk brining it in person in case they were searched by security.

She holds up the wrap to Jason who eyes it keenly. 'Well, well, well,' he thinks to himself, 'that beats the usual crappy love letters.'

"What is it girls?" He asks as they fumble to open the wrap. "It's something very special that's just for you."

Before he can enquire further, they shove the paper under his nose. He instinctively takes a deep snort.

He raises his head, much of the white powder stuck to his face. "Wow!" He exclaims, "what was that?"

"Don't waste it," says Sophie and wipes the remainder of the stuff all over his face.

She crumples the paper and tosses it aside. 'He's so greedy he didn't even stop to think what it was that he was taking,' thinks Melody to herself.

'Good - it'll make it easier to control him.' She smiles. This little creep is about to find out what happens to men who mess with her!

Sophie boldly takes hold of his belt and unbuckles it.

Meanwhile Kimberly grabs his feet and starts pulling off his shoes and socks. Jason thinks this is going a bit far but as he moves to stop them his head starts spinning.

He feels light-headed and giggly all of a sudden. "Slow down girls there's no rush," he says trying to stay focussed.

The room swims around him. It's sort of pleasant but also disconcerting. His body feels weak and his limbs turn to jelly.

Part of him wants to stop them. It's one thing for him to undress them but it feels wrong to him that they are taking advantage of him.

They pull his trousers off laughing at the stupid smile on his face. The stuff they gave him is doing its job that's for sure.

Having a brief moment of lucidity Jason calls out: "That's far enough now." But Sophie and Kimberly ignore him and reach for his underpants which is all he has remaining to cover his modesty.

They start to slide them down, looking at each other and laughing raucously while Jason can do nothing but look on helplessly.

Another tug and his penis and testicles tumble out into view. "Fuck!" He says - realising even in his weakened state that this is getting a bit out of hand.

"Woohoo!" Whoops Sophie, brandishing his underwear and holding it far out of reach. "OK, joke's over now girls. Give them back," he pleads.

"No!" He says as the girls start to stroke his naked boy, "I don't want this. You can't treat me like this." Then another rush hits him and he's unable to speak once again. Melody leans over - everything is going according to plan. Now the three of them can start having some fun - at the arrogant pop star's expense...

With the chemicals coursing through his system, Jason Bleeder is no longer able to fight back. Sophie, Kimberly and Melody are taking full advantage of his weakened state. They've stripped him completely naked and are now playing with his body while he fidgets about and protests. He's going to wish he'd never been rude to Melody Eustace!

Jason writhes around uselessly as Sophie pinches his nipple. Through the fog in his head he knows that something is wrong - but he's not able to do anything about it.

The girls squeal with delight knowing that their victim can do nothing to stop them - no matter what they do.

Even in his lucid moments it's a confusing situation for Jason. He's aware that the girls are taking liberties with his naked body and have ignored his order to stop. But it also feels nice and part of him wants them to continue.

He closes his eyes. It's easier for him to believe that this is just some sort of sex game than accept that the women surrounding him are in total control.

It's a huge thrill for Sophie and Kimberly to have such a huge star under their power and they enjoy every moment of mauling him.

Sophie boldly grabs hold of his penis and tugs on it causing him to gasp.

She pumps away. "Oh dear," she says mockingly, "Jason's willy is all floppy!"

Melody watches keenly. She's not surprised after the amount of powder that has gone up his nose!

Jason stares at Kimberly. He starts to relax a little. Having the attractive mature woman stroking his dick isn't so bad.

Even in his current state his penis starts to respond to her attentions. He'll show them who's got a floppy willy!

Sophie starts to caress his testicles and he starts to moan.

He tries to focus as he sees Melody walking across the room and picking up one of the bottles of Champagne he ordered earlier.

'Wow - this is some party!' He thinks to himself. Champagne, nose powder AND girls playing with his cock and balls!

Sophie massages his penis with her hands seeking to drive him wild with lust. He has no idea just how out of his depth he is with these women. They are not like the silly young girls he's used to.

Melody pops the cork on the fizz. Jason demanded it - so he's going to get it!

She walks over and tilts the bottle - pouring the freezing cold liquid over the popstar who is in a world of his own.

As it makes contact with his bare flesh the shock makes him jump. "What the fuck?" He says as it froths and foams.

He arches his back in reaction to the chilled Champagne cascading down his body.

She sloshes some on his face and he closes his eyes, spitting it out as it enters his mouth and nose.

Sophie and Kimberly hold him down as he tries to wriggle free and get away from the stream of liquid as it washes over him.

Melody keeps pouring - giving him an unwanted shower.

Hearing the girls giggling he takes it as a joke - even though it's one he definitely isn't enjoying. "Enough now," he splutters.

But Melody ignores him and increases the flow while Sophie spreads it all over his torso.

She aims it at his privates and the icy sensation makes him sit forward. "Hey! That's FREEZING!" He gasps.

"Just the way you like it according to your rider," says Melody sarcastically.

"Ha ha. Yes - very funny. That's a waste of good Champagne," he says.

"It's not going to go to waste," says Sophie - and starts to lick it off of his body.

"Phew!" Says Jason, relieved when the torrent finally stops. His body is slick with the sticky stuff but that doesn't deter the girls who carry on openly groping him.

It seems to Melody that despite his arrogance he's actually very naive. He still doesn't seem to realise just how much trouble he's in. 'Ah well - he'll learn!' She thinks.

The girls kiss Jason all over and all he can think about is his dick in Sophie's hand. He wonders which of them he'll get to fuck first?

"So which one of you lucky ladies wants to have a go on my love-wand?" He asks - some of his former confidence returning as the effects of the stuff he took wears off a little.

"Up you get," says Kimberly and with her help Jason manages to get into a sitting position. He feels a little dizzy still and hopes he has the energy to perform.

He gets up, unsteady on his feet - but the girls assist him. His semi-engorged penis flops about heavily between his legs.

But instead of letting him stand up, the two girls bundle him over the sofa and manoeuvre him into a position where his pert arse is on full display.

Sophie continues to toy with his penis and testicles and at first he doesn't realise that anything is wrong.

The women paw at his buttocks, pulling them apart and exposing his tight, hairy hole.

Sophie squeezes his dick and he lets out a moan of pleasure.

Jason feels his sphincter being stretched as the women part his arse cheeks and suddenly starts to feel uncomfortable with where this is heading.

Just then and without warning, Sophie runs her fingertips down the crack of his arse, brushing against his anus. Jason tenses up instantly.

"Hey!" He yells. "What are you doing back there? You leave my arse alone. That's private!" Suddenly this isn't fun anymore and the cocky popstar is starting to realise that perhaps it wasn't such a good idea to let these women strip him naked and helpless.

Even through the haze of booze and other substances he's imbibed, Jason is starting to realise something is wrong. As Sophie and Kimberly's hands wander around his exposed backside he tenses up. What are they up to? He decides it's not fun anymore - but unfortunately for him, the women pay him no heed whatsoever. His days of giving orders are well and truly over.

Jason can feel the women pawing at his buttocks and their fingertips brushing dangerously close to his unprotected hole.

"Seriously girls. That's enough now!" Although he's trying to play along as though this were all just a bit of fun he's starting to panic.

But Sophie and Kimberly just laugh at him and continue to tease his arse and play with his cock and balls.

Melody reaches down and grabs Jason by the hair, turning his head towards her and staring him right in the eyes.

"What's the matter? I thought you loved being seen to by your female fans?" Her voice has a hard edge to it that makes him even more nervous.

"Perhaps some more of this will help?" She says - opening another wrap and proffering it towards him. He tries to pull away realising he needs to keep a clear head but Melody won't let him go.

She shoves the paper package right in his face, making him snort all the white powder in one go - causing him to cough and splutter.

'This should keep him under control a while longer,' she thinks to herself.

Jason's head starts to spin once again but he can still feel it when the two girls at his rear pull his buttocks right apart and stretch his sphincter open. "I've got an idea," says Kimberly.

She grabs another bottle of Champagne and passes it to Sophie. "We should really use some lubricant - after all, I bet it's his first time being penetrated," she says.

Sophie opens the bottle and it spurts out as the cork pops. Jason looks round, bleary eyed. He recognises the sound and through the fog hopes they are going to offer him a drink rather than spend more time on his backside.

The girl tips the bottle and releases a torrent of sparkling wine down Jason's arse crack - much to the delight of the others.

It glugs out of the bottle and all over Jason who is still sticky from the last drenching.

It froths and foams and the shock of it makes Jason gasp.

"Whoa girls!" He says. "I prefer my Champers in a glass!" But his feeble joke goes ignored. The women have a plan and they aren't interested in anything he has to say.

At last the bottle is empty and Sophie casts it aside.

"I think he's ready now girls," says Melody, "you can start to fuck his arse with your fingers."

Her words filter through the haze in his mind and Jason is horrified at what she is suggesting.

"No!" He says. "You can't do that! That's not right. It should be me fucking you. I'm a man - don't touch my arse!"

But even as he speaks, Sophie Watts starts to drive her finger into his anal cavity.

She can feel him trying to resist but with a little pressure she gets it right in, eliciting a satisfying shriek of pain from Jason.

She withdraws her finger and Jason has to bite his own arm to stop himself from crying out. The last thing he wants is for anyone else to hear and come and see him in this humiliating position.

She rams it back in again and he bucks as the sharp pain shoots through his body.

Kimberly tugs on his penis while Sophie fucks his arse - both of them enjoying themselves immensely.

It's a huge power trip doing this to such a famous man. His other female fans would be insanely jealous if they could see them now!

"Please..." Jason begs, but like before gets no response. Even though the stuff Melody made him take has made him woozy he can still feel every penetration.

Sophie twists her finger around inside his rectum causing him to whimper in pain.

"Awww - his willy is all tiny," says Kimberly mockingly.

"Shall I try two fingers?" Wonders Sophie aloud. "Of course!" Chorus Kimberly and Melody.

Jason tenses as he feels two fingers against his hole.

Melody watches with interest, wondering how he is feeling right now. He's certainly not the same cocky little prick she had to try and placate earlier.

Jason couldn't articulate how he's feeling even if he were able to form coherent sentences. A mixture of pain and deep embarrassment at being penetrated fill his mind.

The girl slides her fingers in and out, faster and faster, really working his arse and stretching it open.

"Owww!" He yells and arches his back as she gets particularly rough. His arse feels like it's in tatters. He wonders if there will be any permanent damage.

"Stop. I can't take any more. I'll give you whatever you want," he pleads.

"Did you hear him?" Squawks Kimberly. "He still thinks he can tell us what to do. What a twat."

"But I thought you were my fans? I thought you worshipped me and wanted to please me?" Jason wails pittifully.

"Well fame is a fickle thing," says Melody, "one minute you're number one. The next you're on your hands and knees and being fucked. Better get used to it."

Jason hides his head in shame, nearly weeping at the crushing humiliation he feels.

He never thought for even a second his life could change like this. That it could go from people falling at his feet and offering him whatever he demanded - to being demeaned and treated like dirt. But his downfall isn't complete yet - it'll only be over when Melody says it is.

Jason likes to project a macho image to his legions of adoring female fans. But if they could see him now - on his hands and knees with his arse being penetrated - he'd never live it down. Even without the chemicals clouding his mind he realises that news of his debasement must never be made public. Which puts Melody and her friends in a very dominant position.

Melody walks around Jason and asks Sophie if she wouldn't mind swapping places. The girl is more than happy to oblige her friend.

Melody stands tall over the trembling pop star, grabs his hair to pull his head back and raises her hand high.

With a loud smacking sound she brings her palm down hard against his backside.

Jason hollers with pain and shock - never before having been treated like this.

Kimberly and Sophie laugh as the other woman prepares to strike him again.

SLAP! His buttock wobbles from the impact.

He shrieks once again - the power of the blow penetrating the chemical haze in his head.

His bottom starts to redden and throb painfully - but that doesn't deter Melody who knows just how to treat spoiled little brats.

She smacks his behind again and again, each time it hurts a little more. He'll definitely think twice before making demands in future.

"OWWWW!" Jason wails in agony. He wishes he'd never agreed to play at the P3 Arena. And he certainly regrets speaking to Melody the way he did.

Melody makes her last slap the hardest putting all her weight behind it.

The pain makes Jason crumple up and he's nearly in tears. But the women allow him no time to recover, seizing him and sitting him back down on the sofa.

Sophie and Kimberly giggle as they resume their positions either side of him. Jason hopes desperately that they are now finished with him.

But that's not to be. "Wank him off," says Melody and Kimberly is only to happy to take hold of his penis and start to tug on it.

Sophie reaches over and strokes his testicles causing little shivers of pleasure to radiate through his body despite the soreness of his backside.

Jason's head rushes again and his eyes roll back. He moans softly as his penis starts to respond to being stroked.

"It doesn't look very big does it? Let's see if we can make it bigger," says Melody in a mocking tone of voice.

Sophie takes hold of it and stretches his penis playfully.

Jason cannot believe what is happening. It feels nice but at the same time wrong to be allowing the girls to take advantage of him like this.

He still feels weak however and is in no position to fight them off - not to mention that Melody has him over a barrel legally given his failure to fulfil his contract.

And with all the stresses of the day some relief would be most welcome.

The girls take turn pulling on Jason's engorged member and when Kimberly gets a go she works it furiously.

It takes very little time before Jason feels a stirring in his groin that tells him it won't be much longer.

Seconds later and the orgasm hits him as he ejaculates.

Semen shoots from the end of his penis as Kimberly wanks him off - much to the satisfaction of the assembled women.

Sophie, Melody and Kimberly cackle with delight at the sight of the precocious pop star being made to spunk all over the place.

He lets out a long slow breath as the sensations wash over him - momentarily forgetting his predicament and all the pain and humiliation.

Sticky white mess spills in copious amounts from his penis as Kimberly drains every last drop out of him.

Eventually the flow subsides and the orgasm starts to wane leaving Jason exhausted.

Sophie has collected all his semen in her hand and brings it up to his unsuspecting face.

Before he can do anything about it she smears his own slimy mess all over his face.

He coughs and splutters as the stuff gets up his nose and into his mouth making him feel sick.

He jerks away, semen dribbling down his chin.

Sophie sticks her fingers into his mouth making sure he takes in every last bit of it.

Kimberly has an idea. She reaches into her coat pocket and brings out her smartphone.

She starts taking photos of the prone man: naked, drenched in Champagne and sweat and with jizz all over his face.

Jason suddenly realises what's happening and fights to turn his head away. These photos could totally destroy his career!

Sophie and Melody twist his head so he's facing the camera - making sure the pictures will be recognisable as the famous Jason Bleeder.

"Say hello to your fans," says Melody. Jason whimpers as Kimberly zooms in close - capturing the distraught look on his face.

Jason collapses back - totally wrecked from his experiences at the hands of the women. "Now," says Melody sternly, "you'll be playing some extra dates at the P3 - for free and with none of the expensive perks you've enjoyed today. Otherwise these photos will end up all over the Internet." All he can do his agree weakly knowing he has been beaten by a clever and superior woman who now holds power over him for the rest of his life.

Popstar Put In His Place