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Lopez Doubles Down at the Music Awards (featuring Shakia and Ellie Goulding)

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Note this is a continuation to my Jennifer Lopez stories.


Victim 1: Shakira

Jennifer was hardly invited to the latest music awards show due to her recent behavior, but because of pressures from fans and a few of her influential friends Jennifer was invited. The only condition of course was that Jennifer promised to be on her best behavior among not only the most prolific musical performers in the industry but some of the most famous actors and actresses as well. Unfortunately Jennifer had her fingers crossed behind her back when she made that promise.

Lopez had absolutely no idea who her next target would be, but she figured if she stalked around backstage long enough she'd find some over privileged little brat worth tearing apart. It's amazing how someone like Jennifer Lopez can easily blend in backstage especially with her radiant black and red dress but among all the other celebrities, as well as the hustle and bustle of the production crews it was easy for things to fall through the cracks.

Which is exactly what happened to Jennifer's first victim of the night. She had just finished up her grandiose and exhausting musical performance of the night and was crowded by the production crew backstage as she made her way to her dressing room to change. Just as quickly as the crew had followed her backstage they had left her.

Shakira was just eager to change out of her skin tight leather pants and form fitting colorful top, she didn't really want to go back out into the crowd with a flowing dress on to watch the rest of the show but she knew her manager would be more than pissed if she disappeared. Besides she still had friends to meet up with at the after party so she headed into her dressing room to change down.

Before the door of Shakira's dressing room door could close behind her and subsequently lock, Jennifer managed to catch it right before it fell shut without making a sound, leaving Shakira totally in the dark about her stalker.

Shakira stood in front of the mirror to see a tired version of herself staring back. She reached down and pulled her tight colorful top off over her head leaving her in a tight fitting white bra that showed off her perky breasts. Jennifer watched from the doorway, her mouth watering at the sight of the beautiful Colombian, just outside of the frame of the mirror. Shakira looked at herself again and let out a loud sigh.

"Oh come on, it can't be that hard lipsyncing over the sound of a goat screaming, can it?" Jennifer said as she walked up behind Shakira. Shakira jumped around to face Jennifer with a stunned expression on her face, instintually covering up her chest in front of Lopez. Jennifer looked beautifully demonic in her red and black dress. Shakira screamed something in spanish at Jennifer while pointing at the door, "Oh I'm not going anywhere babe. But I think you already knew that." Jennifer charged towards the blonde and tackled her to the ground in front of the mirror. Lopez immediately started to feel up the younger songstress while holding her down, "you were never that good at fighting were you Shakira?" Jennifer teased the smaller girl as Shakira struggled to get out of her hold.

"Let me go you crazy bitch!" The Columbian shrieked while Jennifer held her down. "Crazy bitch? That's no way to speak to me. I paved the way for skanks like you. If it hadn't been for me you'd probably be whoring this tight little body out on the streets." Jennifer started sending hard open hand slaps to the face of her foe. "I'll teach you some respect like those other no talent sluts, but first, let's see how this body of your's can stretch."

Jennifer took a handful of Shakira's blonde hair and pulled back as she forced her foot into the back of the Colombian. Shakira started to stretch at an unnatural angle with her neck arched back towards Jennifer. Shakira cried out in response which only caused Jennifer to pull harder and harder on her hair. "That it? You got anymore fight in that little body of your's?" With that Jennifer released Shakira's hair slamming her face forward into the wall in front of her.

Shakira rolled over onto her side and held her face in pain. "Oh we're just getting started, I wouldn't be too worried about that," Jennifer started to pull Shakira up by her hair. "Oh by the way, thanks for vouching for me to get an invite to this thing, I really appreciate it," with that Jennifer planted a kiss onto Shakira's soft lips as the blonde tried to force Lopez off of her. Jennifer held her there by the hair and smothered her with the kiss. Shakira continued to squirm to no avail, but once Jennifer was bored with the kiss she pushed Shakira off into the wall.

Before Shakira could even think about getting back up however, Jennifer was already standing over her. "Now let's see what you're hiding under there," Jennifer said as she started to pull Shakira up by her bra. "NO PLEASE!" Shakira yelled out in protest. Jennifer continued to ignore the Colombian's pleas as she pulled her bra up to reveal Shakira's perfect tits. Shakira started to break down crying as the older latina had dominated her.

Unfortunately for Shakira the worst was yet to come as Jennifer started sending punches to Shakira's bare tits. Jennifer was relentless as she beat down on Shakira's tits while still holding her up by her bra, Shakira smacked at Jennifer's legs in a poor attempt to try to get her to stop her assault. When Jennifer was again bored with her method of torture of the blonde she threw her back to the ground.

"Seriously you might be the most pathetic bitch I've beaten yet, I actually thought you'd have something, but damn this was easy." Jennifer stood over the downed Shakira on her stomach and pulled her bra up so that it was coiled around Shakira's neck and started to choke her with it. Shakira flailed her arms and legs as Jennifer used her own bra to choke her out. "Don't worry, this shouldn't take too long." Lopez grunted out as she pulled harder and harder on Shakira's bra.

Shakira was totally out of air and saw nowhere to go as Jennifer kept applying the pressure around her neck. Shakira did the only thing she knew to do in this situation, she tapped out. Unfortunately there was no referee to save her here, "ha, wow that's just sad." Jennifer said in response to Shakira's submission as Shakira went blue from the lack of oxygen. After just a few more moments Shakira went limp and was out cold beneath her attacker.

Jennifer let go of Shakira's bra and let her fall limp to the floor. "Well let's get this off of you," Jennifer said as she positioned herself at the feet of Shakira. She bent down and started to pull down on Shakira's leather pants. She pulled and pulled but the tight pants moved very little down Shakira's long legs. "God dammit, wear pants that fit!" Jennifer cursed at the unconcious beauty beneath her. She continued to tug on the tight leather pants before they finally gave way and glided down Shakira's legs to reveal her plump, white-pantie clad ass.

Jennifer tossed the pants to the side and gave the unconcious woman a hard spank on the ass before pulling the soft white panties off as well, leaving Shakira totally naked on the floor of her dressing room. "Now what to do with you for now," Jennifer wondered out loud before dragging a chair to the center of the room. She then lifted up the unconcious woman and sat her down on the chair before looking around the room for some aides.

She came back to the still unconcious Shakira with her leather pants, panties, bra, and a full roll of duct tape. Lopez first duct taped Shakira's wrists together and then her ankles together. She then used the leather pants to tie Shakira's bound wrists and ankles together under the chair. Even if Shakira was concious she'd have a lot of trouble getting out of this. Jennifer then shoved Shakira's panties into her mouth, before tying them in with her bra, effectively gagging the Colombian beauty. Then to finish off Jennifer again used the duct tape but this time her took a strip and used it to cover Shakira's eyes.

Jennifer took a step back to admire her handiwork, Shakira was quite the sight, bound, gagged and blinded on a chair in the center of her own dressing room. Stripped completely naked so that Jennifer could admire the assets that helped her get to the top.

Jennifer then walked over to Shakira's mini-fridge nestled under her mirror and pulled out an already opened bottle of champagne. She took a sip out of the bottle before walking over to her victim and pouring the rest of the bottle out onto Shakira. Shakira immediately jolted back to life as she was drenched in the cold alcohol. She struggled as soon as she was awake but of course there was no escape for her.

Jennifer again stared the blonde up and down, her tan skin glistening with the champagne. Lopez walked up behind the restrained woman and caressed her soft skin, Shakira recoiled at the touch of the woman she could not see and moaned through her gag in protest. Jennifer just laughed in response and delivered a hard slap to Shakira's left tit which only elicited a louder cry from the helpless blonde.

"Well don't go anywhere." Jennifer joked to Shakira as she walked to the door to leave, collecting the keys to the dressing room on her way. Shakira struggled in the chair as Jennifer went to leave, "oh don't worry I'll be back for you. You didn't think you were getting off that easy did you?" Shakira again cried out from behind her gag as Jennifer turned out the lights and locked her in.

Jennifer checked to make sure the door was still locked before going to find a restroom to wash up in. She walked into the closest restroom and went up to the sink to look at herself in the mirror. She didn't see a washed up has-been staring back, but instead the most dominant fighter on the earth. She admired her strong features and disheveled hair, before working to make herself more presentable to the crowd outside.

As she finished up Jennifer heard a squeal followed by a shush coming from one of the stalls behind her. "Who's in here?" Jennifer called out, worrying her victim would be discovered sooner than she had intended. There was no response, Jennifer pulled open the first stall to find nothing, and then the second stall, but again nothing. Then Jennifer slowly pulled open the third stall.

Inside she saw a naked Miley Cyrus covering up the mouth of an equally naked but much more beaten down Hayley Williams. "Oh shit, I thought you were someone else." Miley said, relieved at the sight of the older musician, "I swear this bitch will not shut up!" Miley let go of Hayley and the redhead immediately crawled over to Jennifer. "Please, please, help me! She's crazy, she attac-" Jennifer sent a stiff kick to Hayley's chest before she could finish talking. Knocking the redhead onto her back.

"You gettin busy with anything tonight?" Miley asked Jennifer as she climbed over the downed redhead to go wash up. "Just a little Colombian who needed to be reminded of her place," Jennifer responded as she looked down at the stripped Hayley, her clothes scattered across the floor of the stall. "No shit, you got Shakira. I've always wanted to play around with her, was she tough?" Jennifer was still admiring Miley's work before answering. "Probably not even as tough as her," Lopez said pointing to the heap the was Hayley Williams on the floor. "I don't know about that," Miley responded laughing.

Jennifer walked back up to the sink and finished cleaning up next to Miley. "Well, if you really want some of Shakira, I'd suggest not skipping the afterparty." Miley looked the older woman up and down before she noticed Hayley scurrying across the floor towards the door, she ran after her and jumped down onto her back. "Please, let me go! I didn't do anything to you!" Hayley screamed out.

Jennifer walked towards the door passing the two women on the floor. "I'd suggest tying her up, they're much less squirmy that way." Jennifer said as she dropped the roll of duct tape next to Miley and exited the bathroom. Miley picked up the roll and looked as if a light bulb had just turned on in her head and then looked down at the girl underneath her with devious intentions in her eyes.

TO BE CONTINUED soon


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Victim 2: Ellie Goulding

Jennifer walked away, reinvigorated and ready for another target. Before she had much time to contemplate however she heard someone calling her name from behind. Jennifer turned around to see her friend Iggy Azalea running up behind her. "I've been looking all over for you Jen," Iggy said. "Here you won this, I had to accept it on your behalf." Azalea handed Jennifer a pyramid shaped trophy with her name ingraved on it.

Jennifer took the award from her friend before giving it a dismissive look. But then quickly grabbed her friend by the arm and said "I've got something I need to show you really quick." Jennifer dragged Iggy by the hand behind her. A scream came out of the bathroom next to them but it was quickly muffled. "What was that," Azalea asked as Jennifer pulled her along. "Oh don't worry about that," Jennifer responded as she pulled her friend along.

They came upon Shakira's dressing room as Jennifer unlocked the door before pulling it open to reveal the pitch black room. Jennifer switched on the lights to reveal Shakira still trapped in the center of the room. "This is what I got for the afterparty," Jennifer hissed to her friend. Azalea was at a loss for words as she walked up to the helpless Colombian, she walked up behind Shakira and started to feel up her breasts. Shakira reacted to the touch, writhing around in her constraints, unable to even see who was touching her. Shakira let out a moan through her gag to which Azalea callously laughed.

"Well you've been busy," Azalea said as she walked away from Shakira. "Oh I don't think I'm done yet," Jennifer responded as she headed to the door. "You're doing two in one night!?" Azalea excitedly asked as she followed her friend out the door, shutting off the lights on her way.

The two friends started to walk down the near empty hallway, peppered with some crew members doing some work here and there. "I just need a new target," Jennifer said as she and Iggy walked along. "I don't know, most of the rest of the girls are ou-" as Azalea was talking a blonde woman in a beautiful shimmering dress bumped into her. Jennifer and Iggy both stared as the woman hastily walked passed them without even acknowledging them. "Whose that skank?" Jennifer asked her friend. "Oh don't worry about that flabby British cxnt, that's Ellie Goulding, for some reason they want her to perform before announcing the best pop artist." Azalea responded.  Jennifer turned around and started to follow the British artist.

Azalea followed behind Jennifer, "come on Jen, you don't want to do this, you're on thin ice as it is. You know what they'd do if you ruin one of their performances?" Jennifer kept following the brit, "ruin it, I think we're gonna be what makes it bearable." Azalea just shrugged her shoulders and followed Jennifer as she stalked her next target.

Ellie ended up stopping in the room right before the stage, the only thing that concealed her from the audience was the thin curtain in front of her. She started to try to build up the nerve to go out there as she only had about twenty minutes before she was meant to start her performance. 

Jennifer and Iggy walked into the room behind Ellie. "I think it's time somebody taught you some manners," Goulding was surprised to hear anybody in the room and when she turned around to see who it was she jumped back in fear of the two women. "You bumped into my friend back there and you didn't even apologize. That's no way to treat someone, aren't you Europeans supposed to nice?" Both of the women walked up to Ellie flanking her as she caught her breath. "I'm sorry, I, I didn't notice you, I was about to go on." Goulding timidly responded. "Oh don't worry so much, we're just messing with you, I mean who do you think we are?" Jennifer said as she walked up to Ellie. She caressed the younger blonde's face so that she looked at her.

Iggy came up behind Goulding and squeezed down on both of her ass cheeks through her thin dress, one in each hand. Ellie shreiked and backed up to the wall, "you know that's a beautiful dress. It's a shame that they decided to wrap it around a bloated British rat," Azalea said as the two women cornered Ellie against the wall. "I'm sure we'll be able to put it to better use when we get it off of her," Jennifer said to her friend. "Like I said I'm sorry for bumping into you," Ellie had nowhere to go.

"Well you say you're sorry but I'm not really convinced. What do you think Iggy, she bumped into you afterall?" Azalea looked the poor brit up and down before responding. "You know what, I think you're right Jen. I think she should do something to prove that she's really sorry." Ellie looked terrified but knew she had no choice, "I'll do anything!" She blurted out. Jennifer ran her hand through Ellie's blonde hair, "anything? I think you're going to regret saying that."

The two women backed off, giving Goulding some room to breathe but blocking the exits at the same time. "Well, take it off," Azalea ordered. Ellie looked back at her with wide eyes, "what do you mean!?" Goulding was bewildered. "Oh don't be afraid to show us you're flabby body, in that dress we can pretty much already see everything you've got going on." Azalea cruelly responded. "I mean, honestly, with a body like that, why would you even think of wearing that?" Jennifer added.

Ellie stood frozen in front of the two women. "Hey, we're getting that dress one way or another, I'd rather not rip it so come on," Azalea said. Goulding looked back and forth between the two women, she had tears in her eyes. Ellie reached behind herself and started to untie the strings of the dress, she let the strings fall down and held the dress on with her arms as she held back tears.

"We don't have all day," Jennifer said, bored in response to Ellie's hesitation. Ellie started to pull the dress down her shoulders, she slid it off of her left shoulder and then her right shoulder, before letting it fall down her body around her ankles. Goulding had no bra and only a skin colored thong to go along with her elegant high heels. She wasn't in the prototypical shape of a celebrity in America, but was in no way fat.

Azalea covered her eyes and looked away, "oh god, it's even worse than I imagined." Pretending to gag at the sight of Ellie's body, Jennifer laughed at her friend's jest and walked up behind Goulding. She gave the younger woman a rough slap on the ass, that caused her to step foward out of the dress. Jennifer bent down and picked up the dress as Ellie stood uncomfortably at the center of the room. "Yeah, I'll make this look damn good," Jennifer said to herself. "I'd suggest the shoes next, I'm sure we could get the thong for you." Azalea said to the still frightened brit.

Ellie slowly slipped off her high-heeled shoes and dropped them to the side. "Now what?" Ellie asked with a shaky voice after a few moments of silence with the other women sizing her up. "Oh I'm glad you asked," Jennifer responded happily as she came closer to Goulding. "Well first you're gonna fight Iggy here, cause you decided to be such a bitch and walk into her without an apology. Then I'll probably take a turn on your broke down ass, then I think I'll give you back over to Iggy. And we'll finish it all off by dragging you out through that curtain there for your performance," Jennifer said pointing at the curtain.

"But I said sorry, I-" As Ellie pleaded with the two women Azalea ran foward and delivered a stiff right hand knocking Ellie onto her ass. Azalea waited for Ellie to get back to her feet, clutching her jaw in pain and completely turned around. Iggy ran up behind Goulding and reached around her, squeezing down on her tits. Goulding screamed out in pain before sending an elbow back that caught Iggy in the eye.

Ellie was still dazed as Azalea stumbled back holding her face. Ellie looked around to see Jennifer nonchalantly leaning against the door (the only other exit was through the curtain). She knew she wouldn't be able to run away so she decided to press her advantage. Ellie charged over at Iggy but once she reached her Azalea sent a jab right into Ellie's thong covered vagina. Ellie's hands immediately went down in an attempt to massage the pain away as she fell to her knees in front of Iggy. "Nice try," Azalea said before plunging her hand into the brit's hair and slamming her head down to the floor.

Azalea took one of Ellie's arm's and held it under her own, she then wrapped her legs around Goulding's other arm, stretching her out. Ellie groaned in pain as her arms were stretched out. Iggy then gave a hard slap to Ellie's not so taught stomach with her free hand, forming ripples after contact. "You'd think being in the limelight like you are, you'd bother to head to the gym every now and then." Azalea taunted the trapped girl. Jennifer walked over so the she was standing over Ellie at her feet. "Girls just don't have the same respect for the business like they used to." Jennifer said looking down on the brit, both literally and metaphorically.

Iggy continued her assault on Goulding, punching and scratching at the pathetic woman's stomach as she cried out in pain. Ellie's stomach was marked up and black and blue after only about a minute of this. "PLEASE STOP!" Ellie cried out. "Sure thing," Azalea quickly responded as she stopped torturing Ellie's stomach and instead headed down South. Azalea started by applying a punishing crotch claw on Ellie. Ellie screamed out even louder than before, "oh that's not how you do it Iggy." Jennifer critiqued her friend. "You know what, you're right Jen, like they say, if you're not gonna do something right, then don't do it at all." Iggy punctuated her words by tearing Ellie's thong off, leaving the brit completely nude.

Iggy went right back to work on her crotch claw, again eliciting a scream from Ellie. Iggy held the vicious hold for almost two full minutes as Ellie slowly faded away. "Oh where are my manners, you still need to have a turn with her Jen?" Azalea then released her holds as the brit rolled over into the fetal position. "Come on, get up," Iggy ordered as she slapped the dazed woman around to try to get her up. Failing that Azalea pulled Ellie up by her blonde hair, standing her up on shaky legs.

"Your turn Jen," Azalea said as she pushed Ellie at Lopez. Jennifer caught the beaten blonde before sending a harsh knee between her legs. "About time, but I'm not sure there's much left to do." Jennifer reached down to grab Ellie again but the brit ofdered her hands up in wild resistance, Jennifer grabbed both of the weakened woman's hands and overpowered her. Bending her hands backwards and forcing her down back onto her back. "It's a good thing you're not a fighter, because I think you'd get used to this position pretty quick." Ellie was freely crying now after being thoroughly dominated by both women.

Jennifer climbed off of her before delivering a hard stomp to Ellie's pussy. "I think she's about ready for her performance." Jennifer said as she walked over to Iggy. Azalea looked down at the heap that was Ellie Goulding, "well I think her body is as good as we're gonna get it, given what we had to work with. But I still think we can do something with this face of her's." Azalea looked at the makeup counter across the room and then back at Ellie. She grabbed a handful of blonde hair and dragged Ellie across the room. She filled the sink with water and pushed Ellie's head in, holding her under despite her resistance.

"First we've got to get rid of whatever you have going on here," Azalea said before letting a now makeup free Goulding up for air. "Now let's see what I can do here." Azalea pushed Ellie down and got on top of her. Jennifer watched from behind as her friend applied some fresh makeup to her latest target. It took a little bit longer than Jennifer had expected as her eyes started to wonder around the room. She saw the trophy that Iggy had given her backstage. She ran over and picked it up before heading over to the two women on the floor.

"Hold her still for a second, will you?" Jennifer asked her friend, before plunging the pyramid shaped trophy into Ellie's dry vagina. Goulding cried out louder than ever as the two friends laughed. Iggy stood up off of the destroyed brit. The makeup Iggy had applied made the brit look more like a clown than a legitimate musician, it was already starting to run from her renewed tears for the presentation of the trophy.

"Now she's ready," Iggy said. The two women each grabbed an arm and dragged Goulding through the curtain with the trophy still wedged inside of her. Ellie had absolutely no fight left in her as she was dragged, lifeless onto the stage. Just as the three came out Ellie was announced to start her performance. Jennifer and Iggy dragged Ellie over towards the microphone. "Sorry, we thought we'd save you from having to hear her sing. I think you'll enjoys this more anyways, "Jennifer said to the anxious crowd. "Now Ellie, whose a poor mannered little piggy that needed a beating?" Jennifer said bringing the mircophone down to the sobbing woman. "I- I am" Ellie cried into the microphone. Azalea took the mic, "And who are the two baddest bitches on the planet?" She also lowered the mic to Goulding, "you are," Ellie choked out. Iggy clamped down on Ellie's tit, "Who?" Ellie screamed out again. "Iggy Azalea and Jennifer Lopez!"

"You're goddamn right we are," Iggy said handing the mic to Jennifer. "But we didn't just dress Ellie up here to sing our praises, we're here to present an award." Jennifer walked over and picked up the woman shaped statue on the pedistal. "It looks like she's already got one Jen," Azalea said pointing to the statue plunged inside of the broken girl. "Don't worry, I think she's got room for one more," with that Iggy flipped Ellie onto her stomach with her ass in the air.

Jennifer rammed the statue into Ellie's surprisingly loose ass. Ellie screamed out one more time before passing out on the stage. Jennifer stomped callously on the trophy once more, pushing it in even deeper before grabbing the mic. "See you all at the afterparty." With that Jennifer and Iggy went backstage leaving a mess of a woman behind for all the world to see. Ellie was totally ruin, statues rammed into both her pussy and ass, with horrible clown makeup covering her face and a bruised, lumpy, and exposed body.

Shakira was a hit at the afterparty as guest after guest thanked Azalea and Lopez for livening up an otherwise uneventful night. Miley even had some fun with Shakira, she had on a strangely real looking red makeshift wig that looked really familiar to Lopez but she didn't put much thought into it. The afterparty was a blast, but it was about to get a little more interesting...

TO BE CONTINUED not so soon


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I love the running storyline here and the various situations your Jennifer Lopez gets into. Good work! And is there any chance she might be running into, say, Britney Spears or Katy Perry during her march through the music awards show?

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Another great story. Love how she is going through different types of girls. Can't wait for the next one.

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Thanks for your input, and you might have hit the nail on the head with one of the next girls Sandman!
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