Figgin'
Knotfest (Prologue)
It was a warm September night in San Bernadino, California and Corey Taylor, front man of the iconic metal band Slipknot did his vocal warm up routine. Today was the day the band would perform their sophomore album Iowa in its entirety in front of thousands of fans.
"Hey man, you ready?" Mick stabbed in the head Thomson asked. "This is gonna be big."
"I know, I can`t wait to finally get out there." Corey answered him. Fans and critics both agree that Iowa is Slipknots best album by far. Some would even say, this is the most important night for the band.
After some time the intro "(515)"started playing and the crowd went crazy in anticipation for what was about to happen.
"Alright everybody, gather up" Corey yelled to his friends. Corey was always the one to pump the band up with a heartfelt speech right before the show. "… and just remember, we`re doing this for the fans, for Paul and for us. Let`s do this." Everyone screamed in unison as they headed on stage to start the show with the aggressive banger "People= Shit.
Playing the whole album live wasn`t the only reason for Corey to be happy though, just one week before the show he married his wife, the lovely Ariana Grande. Ariana was also there, she watched the show from the side of the stage cheering her freshly married husband on.
She was very relieved, the day of the show finally came, because it was the last show of the tour and that meant Corey and her would go on honeymoon to Hanalei in Hawaii in three days.
Corey stepped out of the shower, it was always the first thing he did after playing a show. Being on stage is always exhausting but wearing a mask makes it ten times worse.
He arrived at his tour bus and saw Ariana sitting on their bed, looking through her phone. "Oh there you are." Corey said getting her attention. "Hey sweety, you did great out there" she told him with a smile. Corey returned her smile and embraced her in a hug.
They were interrupted by none other than 1997 Formula One World Champion Jacques Villeneuve. "Are you guys ready to go?" The Canadian asked the two lovers."Yea, let`s get going." Corey answered, not really aware of his surroundings since his was still busy hugging and kissing his wife.
The pairs home wasn`t that far away from the arena, but they still chose to take the bus. They had the money after all and all they wanted after the show, was some privacy to spend some time with each other.
The ride home
"Buckle up Buckaroos!" Jacques yelled into the darkness of the bus behind him. He used that phrase ever since he saw the South Park episodes with Caitlyn Jenner. Much to Corey's and Ariana's annoyance.
After his fantastic Championship win back in `97 where he defeated the mighty Michael Schumacher, poor career decisions led to an untimely end in formula 1. After some solid years with BAR, the team dropped him after a fall out with teammate and future World Champion Jenson Button. In 2006 BMW dropped him after a bad opening of the season and he was replaced by the aspiring Robert Kubica. six years of drug addiction later and he found himself as a bus driver for Corey Taylor, even though the later years in Formula One weren`t that special, he still is a former Champion so he can`t be that bad of a driver, right?
Ariana and Corey stepped into their little master bedroom at the end of the bus.
"How are you feeling? The show musta been tiring." She asked, as she was taking a seat on the edge of the bed and looked up to him. "Tired doesn`t even begin to describe it." He groggily said to her while lying down on the bed.
"I know how to make you feel better." Ariana smirked deviously. She tried taking off Corey`s shirt but he stopped her. "What are you doing, we can't do this in here. What about Jacques? I'm sure he will hear us." Corey pointed out.
"So what? Let him hear it. I don`t care. It`s been too long since I tasted you." With that she took his shirt off and they started kissing on the bed furiously yet gently.
Passion filled the small room as they both took their remaining clothes off and Corey started to go down on her. He always took his sweet time when he pleased her. He knew the pay off would be so much richer after what seemed like an eternity of teasing. Her breathes became shallower with each flick off Corey`s tongue over her sensitive clit. "Don`t stop, please." She moaned. Her eyes were closed, she could feel two fingers inside her and the pressure building up. Soon, the waves would come. A little while after Corey started using his tongue, her moans became louder and louder Ariana was in that zone. Mere seconds after, she exploded into a beautiful firework of pleasure spiked with pain. Her body tensed up as Corey watched in awe, he was always amazed by how intense her orgasms seemed to be. After she returned back to earth, she just laid on the bad for a few moments trying to collect her thoughts, still panting and her body drenched in sweat. "I`ve never had someone quiet like you." She huskily whispered with a coy smile. "Lemme repay you."
Ariana slowly pushed her lover onto the bed and started to massage his dick. It didn`t take her long to figure out how he liked it. Corey laid back onto the pillow and closed his eyes. This was the best type of relaxation for him. Ariana stopped stroking his dick, and started to lick his tip with her tounge. She ran circles around him, each time taking him just a little bit deeper into her mouth. Even though she was very small and petite, she mastered the art of sucking dick.
"I`m getting close." Corey said urgently. Ariana immediately stopped, which cause Corey to open his eyes and look up to her confused. "Not yet." Ariana climbed on top of him and roughly rode him for a little while.
Corey didn`t last long though as he was quickly sent over the edge, Cumming a huge load into her.
"Holy shit, I needed that so bad." He said to her. Ariana laid her head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat. "I love you, I love you so much."
"I love you too baby, let`s get some sleep." And with that the bus drove quietly into the night.
Evil Intentions
It was late at night, but George was still up. The Computer screen was the only light that filled the dark, messy and smelly basement. He spent many nights down there plotting his evil-twisted master plan."Now I'll finally get what belongs to me." He thought to himself. He couldn't stand the fact that Ariana was married to Corey Taylor. In his autistic mind, he was her only rightful husband. As a result, he must make her pay for the crimes she committed. His unreasonable and nice guy-esque behavior started a long time ago. Ever since he first saw her on TV, he fell hopelessly in love with her. He sent her letters, to describe his endless love for her, but of course they remained unanswered. It was fine for him though, since she was single the whole time. But when he found out, that she married vocalist Corey Taylor, he was furious. How could she do something so cruel that to him? He couldn't stand to drown in her ignorant ways any longer, so he took matters into his own hands. He would make her regret. He spent the majority of his time down in his basement thinking of an evil plan to get back at her. Always by his side, his worn out fedora. In spite of his autism, he took all the precautionary measures so he won't get caught. He just had to wait for the right moment when Corey wasn`t around to protect her. "Just biding my time." He repeated over and over to himself.
It was Sunday evening and Corey was about to leave the house. Today was Clown`s birthday. It was two days after the Iowa show and he was very excited. Clown always threw the craziest parties, so he wouldn`t miss it for anything. "Please don`t snort too much cocaine, last time you OD`d and almost died in the hospital, remember?" She said pleadingly. "Don`t you worry babe, now I have you to live for." He assured her. "I know but just the thought of you not being around makes me sick." She told him, still uncertain about letting him go. A car pulled up to their house, Jacques arrived, to pick up Corey since he was also invited to the party. "Alright I gotta go, don`t worry `bout me, I`ll be fine ok?" Corey kissed her on the cheek and went to Jacque`s old Honda Civic. "Enjoy yourself." Ariana yelled after him as the two friends drove away.
Creepy Fat Man
It was midnight already and Corey was still over at Clown`s party. Ariana was home alone, getting ready for bed. She put on her new album which just dropped a couple of months ago and quietly let it play in the background. She hated being home alone especially at night and listening to her own song always made her feel more comfortable for some reason.
Unbeknown to her, something dangerous was lurking outside her bedroom door on the patio. George was standing there, staring through the window waiting for her to fall asleep. He brought his hit kit with him, which included all kinds of useful tools for his operation. When he felt the time was right, he swiftly leveraged the door open and snuck into the dark room. There she was, peacefully fast asleep in front of him. He just stood there a couple of minutes watching her, the thought of the unimaginable terror he would inflict upon her excited him. He put his black mask on and turned on his flashlight blinding her so she would be disorientated. "What th-"Ariana was unceremoniously awakened by the blinding light of her unknown attacker. "Shut up" George yelled throwing himself on top of her. He covered her mouth with his gloved hand, trying to quiet her down as she tried to free herself from his grasp. She kept thrashing around, when she suddenly felt a cold and sharp object pressing against her throat. "Listen now you bitch, if you keep fucking around you will regret it, I swear." He threatened her. Ariana was still disorientated, but she nodded and stopped moving. George removed his hand from her mouth, convinced she wouldn`t start screaming.
"What do you want from me?" She whispered quietly. George chuckled at her and said:"What I want, is you." Ariana`s eyes widened with horror. Her eyesight slowly returned back to normal and she could see a small fat figure in front of her with a mask on and a green shirt which smelled like it hasn't been washed in ages.
George started to kiss her neck and face while simultaneously gliding his hands all over her toned body greedily. To his luck, she didn`t wear any clothes, sleeping naked wasn`t that far off considering the humid California heat even in late September.
Ariana was crying now, she was disgusted by how vulnerable and hopeless she felt. She thought about fighting back, but the fear of getting stabbed was too intense, so she just laid still and hoped everything would be over soon. George started to undress himself and Ariana could see nasty he really was. Why can't her rapist at least look handsome?
George wasted no time as he stuck his finger right into her pussy with almost no resistance. "Wow, I didn`t think you were that tight." He mused. His finger was soon replaced by his dick which wasn`t much bigger than his finger. Ariana could barely feel him inside her but it still filled her with sadness. "Please stop." She cried meekly. But George slapped her across the face hard. "Shut up whore, you`re gonna take it, that`s all you`re good for anyway." George continued to fuck her for a few minutes before he stopped. "Wait a second, I almost forgot." He skipped back to his bag and pulled out a freshly peeled ginger root. "You know what this is for?" He asked her wiggling the root in front of her face. Ariana and Corey shared a pretty diverse sex life, therefore she was no stranger to the burning sensation. She even enjoyed it when Corey did it to her. But this was something different, it was just for the purpose of humiliating her further, instead of an intimate moment shared between two lovers.
A sudden force snapped her out of her thoughts. Before she fully realized what was going on, George had already shoved the ginger root up her ass. Ariana wheezed in surprise, as a familiar warmth overcame her. The burning pain reached its peak after about ten minutes meanwhile George continued his assault. "Open up and lick your own juices off, if you bite you`ll be in a whole new world of pain." George ordered.
Ariana hesitantly opened her mouth, it was really hard not to throw up but she tried to make it work. She was simply too scared George would hurt her again if she did something he didn`t like.
The face fucking continued for what seemed like an eternity, until George roared a mighty roar and came down her throat. Ariana did her best to swallow every last drop of his disgusting cum.
"That was fun, wasn`t it?" George said as he got off her and put on his clothes on again. "I´m gonna leave now." He said. "Don`t move, wait for your stupid husband to come home." He yelled into the room, already halfway on the patio. He disappeared into the night and the room was completely quiet again. Ariana did as she was told, she fell into a catatonic like state. She even still had the ginger root inside her, but she didn`t notice that. All she did was lay there, waiting for Corey to get back home.
Aftermath
Three months later
"Hey how are you feeling babe?" Corey asked as he approached Ariana who was sittin` on the couch. "Alright I guess. just feeling tired" Corey sat down on the couch and Ariana rested her head on his lap. He drove his hand through her hair and looked into her brown eyes with a small smile. The last few months were hard for both of them. Ariana cancelled her upcoming tour which was supposed to start in early 2017 and Corey postponed the recording sessions with his second band, Stone Sour. He felt guilty for leaving her alone, but she assured him that George was the only one to blame. George was caught one day after the assault, due to a witness who saw him run away from the scene and he was awaiting trial now. This was also taking its toll on Ariana. Not only does she have to deal with the psychological damage he caused her, now she has to see him again in court. But Corey was always by her side for moral support.
"Would you like something to eat?" Corey asked. Right before Ariana could answer, the doorbell rang. "I'll go get it." Corey said. He opened the door and was greeted none other than Jacques Villeneuve who was holding a big barrel of cucumbers in his hands. "Hey man, I was wondering if you guys are down for some cucumbers." He said cheerfully. "Sure man, come right in." Corey replied.
Jacques attempt to cheer Ariana up seemed to work a little. For the first time since the incident, it looked like she was enjoying herself at least a little. Being surrounded by the people she loved made her feel happy and safe. Jacques soon left, which left them alone again.
"I think it's time to go to bed, it's pretty late already." Corey yawned. "Sounds good to me." Ariana answered quietly. The two laid down onto the bed and Corey carefully kissed her forehead. "Sleep tight, I love you." He whispered."Thank you so much for always being there for me, I don`t think I'd still be here if it wasn`t for you." She sobbed, tears forming in her eyes. "Hey don't worry about it, I'll always be with you. We were made for each other." He pulled her close and they fell into a peaceful sleep together.