The very first thing that Sora did when she planted her butt down in that limousine, was take off her shoes. That was Priority One. The door had scarcely been closed and locked. The limousine wasn't even moving yet, however the call of relief was simply too strong. And Sora was far too weak to ignore it for much longer.

That had been some show. All that prancing around up on stage, and all that singing… it had really taken its toll on her. She wanted to relax now, more than anything. Sadly, her tour was only half over, and the nights seemed to be getting harder and harder.

Speaking of harder and harder…

She gulped, looking down at the oddity between her own thighs. She was always far enough away from the audience that they'd never notice something so thick and burgeoning. Something so heavy, so needy, so monstrous…

It was almost like chastity, the solution she'd come up with. A clasp that went around her thigh, securing her mammoth cock to her leg so that she could keep it under wraps, before she put on the stockings that would form a good enough camouflage. Yet as the night pressed on, and as her futa cock pressed tighter against her thigh, she found herself gritting her teeth desperately wishing the show would just end already. She just had to give the audience that final encore, however, and now she was beyond desperate. She had a violent lust that seemed to radiate off of her. If she went too long without cumming, who knows what dangers could arise?

It helped, then, to have an escort for situations like this. Every famous person from Lungmen had at least one or two willing and able… toys to assist them. And the idol Sora was no exception. In fact, her favorite sex toy was sitting in this very limousine, having been diligently waiting just as she'd been instructed.

The angel held up an unlit cigarette, which almost immediately made its way to Sora's lips. Just as quickly, Exusiai gave a flick of her lighter, and Sora leaned back against the limo's cushiony seat, relaxing as the cigarette smoke gave her lungs a hug.

"That was an amazing show, Sora," Exusiai told the idol. But Sora already knew that. "Should you really keep smoking, though? It's…" She trailed off, smiling nervously, and wilting underneath the idol's judging glance. "Better preserve that voice while you still can, you know!"

Sora clicked her tongue, pulling the cigarette from her lips and knocking the ashes into the tray beside her. Only then does the limo begin pulling out of its private lot, and start cruising off towards the next venue.

With her opposite hand, Sora reaches out and pinches Exusiai's cheek, causing the angel to blush and hold back a snicker. "You're lucky you're so cute," the idol told her. "Unzip me, won't you?"

"Of course, Miss Sora~"

Exusiai practically licked her lips with anticipation. She already missed Sora's hand on her face when the idol went back to her smoking, so when that hand leaves her face, it's Exusiai who scoots a little bit closer in the surprisingly spacious limousine, her deft little fingers already getting Sora's feet out of those stockings, now that her shoes were out of the way.

"My feet are killing me," Sora complained, "but that crowd… heh, they were the loudest ones yet. Seems like with each show, they only get more rowdy. But you can't just leave them unsatisfied, can you?"

"No, Miss Sora," Exusiai told her.

"You know all about satisfying others, don't you, Sankta?"

Exusiai's face reddened. "Yes, Miss Sora." As she spoke, she freed Sora's toes from their cloth confinement. The stockings are carefully folded and placed aside, leaving Exusiai to regard Sora's bare feet with something like fascination, and arousal. "Do you want a foot massage, Miss Sora?"

"You know I do, sweetie," Sora told the Sankta prostitute, gently. With that, Sora leaned back further against the limo's cushion seat, and she raised a foot off the fuzzy floor to plant it right on Exusiai's lap.

Exusiai shivered with lustful anticipation. Her breath caught in her throat. Every time she did this, it was better than the last. Every show got harder, more strenuous. Sora's feet got hotter, sweatier, muskier…

Even now, as the tired idol wiggled her toes in plain view of the angel, the Sankta hesitated from the reverence.

"Don't keep me waiting, sweetie," Sora told Exusiai. She smiled, getting lipstick on her cigarette. "Be a good girl now, and do what I pay you to do."

"Yes, Miss Sora!"

Without further ado, Exusiai got started pleasing the celebrity. Reaching out and grabbing a bottle of lotion from its compartment beside her, the Sankta spurt a generous helping of the cooling substance all over her hand, before she pressed them together and gave them a rub. Sora watched with anticipation, smirking in her seat.

Then she let out a long sigh of relief, as soon as she felt the angel's touch on her feet. In no time at all, Sora could feel the tension start to leave her body, through her toes. Exusiai was diligent, as always: the angel commenced with her foot massage, wrapping her hands around Sora's foot and kneading it firmly, yet carefully. She pressed her thumbs into the bottom of her client's foot, pushing in and rolling her slick, gentle digits along the surface, making sure to listen for any sounds of discomfort.

There were none. There were only sounds of pleasure, and relief. Sora's eyes drifted shut, and as she felt the Sankta escort's hands work on soothing her feet, her gargantuan and meaty cock twitched desperately against her leg, tied down by that aforementioned contraption.

Although, now that she was no longer on stage, and under the scrutiny of thousands of raving fans… she could really let herself go. Opening her eyes, she snapped her fingers and issued another command to her favorite toy - the angel always so eager to please.

"Release me," she told Exusiai, who knew exactly what that meant. Excitedly, the angel got to work on releasing the idol's cock from its strap against her thigh, and once her nimble fingers worked out the release mechanism for the latch…

WHAP!

Sora's rock-hard cock springs upright, smacking Exusiai right in the cheek! It leaves a slick smear of cum on her face, and the poor angel recoils in surprise, much to Sora's amusement.

"You should know to watch out by now," Sora teased. After leaving her cigarette in the ashtray, she reached down and grabbed her own cock with both hands (since one hand just wasn't going to cut it, with a size like this). "Ahh, yeah… Lord, I really need this tonight…"

"Miss Sora, don't worry about that. I can take care of it," she assured the idol.

"Hush." Sora bit her lip, running her own hands over her own immense length, shuddering with pleasure while she jerked herself off. At the same time, she brought her feet up to Exusiai's face, causing the angel girl to lean in closer for a better look - and a better whiff.

"Clean them," the idol commanded. A shiver ran up Exusiai's spine, as she considered herself so fortunate to know so many divas with kinks just like her own.

She went ahead and followed the order given to her. This is, after all, why the idol Sora pays for a gal like her. This is why she's riding in this limousine, why she drinks expensive champagne, and puts her mouth to proper use. The attention. The lust. The thrill.

As that thrill runs through her, Exusiai starts running her tongue along Sora's sweaty feet, humming delightedly as the scent and taste envelops her. The slight saltiness; Sora had been on stage for quite a long time, dancing and gyrating and performing as an idol should. All that time, her feet were covered by those long stockings, then clad in dancing shoes. Now, hours later, she was licking them clean, and she was enjoying every second of it.

Exusiai started getting wet. She could feel her pussy throb with desire, and could feel her panties dampen more and more with each passing minute. Eagerly, she continued dragging her tongue along Sora's smelly feet, the scent of which was starting to fill the space of the stylish limousine around them. However, that heady smell wasn't just coming from Sora's feet…

The idol continued beating her own cock, running her hands along her massive dick and groaning all the while, utterly elated that she finally has the chance to do this tonight. Pent up as she was, she already started oozing a pale-white precum from the tip of her cock, which ran down the side of her twitching length and started dripping off her massive, sweaty balls. Sora was really into it: she put just as much effort into pleasuring herself than she did when she was singing and dancing for thousands of audience members, and millions of fans across the globe.

She cursed under her breath, peeking an eye open to get a look at her Sankta escort, cherishing the sight of the angel giving her feet a tongue bath. Exusiai drooled all over Sora's now-slick toes, dousing them in her spit and lathering them up as if they were bathing together, despite the circumstances.

"You're such a pretty little angel," Sora teased, wiggling her toes and watching as Exusiai practically devoured them. "Ahaha, that tickles~"

"Mhm!" Exusiai's heart fluttered at the sound of Sora's giggling. She was so talented, she even made laughter sound angelic, and she wasn't even the angel around here. She popped one of Sora's toes into her mouth, and then another, sucking on them noisily and pushing her tongue up against the webbing of her toes. The bit of rubbery resistance was soothing to her, somehow. She could probably do this for hours…

In a minute, she was changing things up. Giving Sora's other foot the attention it deserved, nuzzling her soles and pressing her nose right up against the idol's toes, taking in hearty sniffs and letting the sweaty smell settle in her lungs. Like that hard-working part of Sora was settling deep inside her core.

Sliding her small, slimy tongue in-between Sora's toes, she focused completely on pleasing the other woman, watching her pleasure herself. Watching her run her hands up and down her giant cock…

Exusiai frowned. Sora notices it immediately, and she smiles knowingly.

"Ha… you want to touch this, don't you?" She eyes her own humongous dick, finally taking her hands off of it and scooting herself closer to her angelic escort. "Go on, then."

Licking her lips, Exusiai moved in to begin fellating her client, but she was immediately stopped by Sora, who shook her head.

"No no no, sweetheart. Not your mouth…"

Exusiai perked up, smiling. She understood immediately what her precious Miss Sora wanted, and she certainly had no qualms about giving it to her. And so, while she removed her own socks and shoes, and after Sora coated her own cock in a super-slick and tingling lubricant, Exusiai soon found herself giving the young starlet a wonderful footjob. She glided her feet up and down, keeping her soles pressed up against either side of the idol's giant cock, rub-rub-rubbing her toes with impassioned fervor.

Sora groaned, taking great pleasure from this. She leaned back and spread her thighs, giving Exusiai all the room she needed to get to work. Shamelessly, Sora lit herself another cigarette, and she just sat there smoking, receiving the angel's heavenly footjob, knowing full well that there were people out there who would never experience such a thrill in their lives.

"Good girl," Sora whispered, trying to keep her moans under control despite the Sankta's nimble toes gliding against her cock. That angel really knew what she was doing - whether it was using her mouth, or her feet, there was no way that she could fail to provide the young idol all the pleasure she sought out. "Mm, we're going to have to keep you nice and comfortable. I don't want you going anywhere else. I need your mouth - and f-feet," she stammered, "every day… after every show…"

Exusiai bit her lip with anticipation. She blushed at the idea of staying by Sora's side, taking in the sights and, if she were lucky, taking that enormous futanari cock whenever she wanted it. And oh, how she wanted it…

"I like the sound of that," Exusiai mumbled, dreamily.

"I know you do, sweetie. Mm, I'll turn you into my personal little Sankta slut. My exclusive fucktoy. No one else can dick you like I can," she dared.

Exusiai snickered joyously. With vim and vigor, she ran her feet up and down the length of Sora's cock, continuing her footjob with her deft and wiggling toes, grinding the soles of her feet against the throbbing penis in front of her. Exusiai was panting softly; she'd done quite a lot in such a short amount of time, and pleasing a diva like Sora was no easy task. It was a job she enjoyed, sure, but the dedication…!

Ah, it couldn't be helped. Sticking her tongue out playfully, Exusiai rub-rub-rubbed her toes from the base of Sora's cock, all the up to her swollen glans, sighing lustfully as the precum that dripped and oozed from the very tip of Sora's cock got Exusiai's bare little feet all slick and sticky. The extra lubricant was welcome, and helped Exusiai move her feet just a little bit faster, as she took care to ever-so-lightly caress Sora's balls with the tips of her toes, before returning to her upward-and-downward motion.

"Nnghhh…" Sora groaned out loud. Outside the walls of this limousine, the city coasted by. Hundreds of people - thousands, even - passed them by. None had a clue what was happening inside this vehicle, what with its tinted windows. It was just another car trying to get to its destination. How little the city of Lungmen knew about the real Sora. The Sora that only the likes of Exusiai got to see. See, smell, and taste.

Another curse slipped past Sora's lips. "I can't take much more of this…!" She warned.

"Keep going?" Exusiai asked.

"Keep going! Don't you dare stop!"

"Yes, Miss Sora!"

Exusiai double-timed it. She leaned back and pressed her palms against the seat behind her, all the while moving her bare, slick feet against Sora's cock, up and down, up and down, up and down…

She switched things up a little bit, pressing the back of her foot up against the head of Sora's cock, which twitched as if it was about to explode. All the while, it kept oozing its sneak preview, painting the angel's toes in translucent girlcum.

Exusiai did a corkscrew-like maneuver, keeping one foot pressed firmly up against Sora's cock, while she curved the other foot up and around the idol's burgeoning penis. Then she would alternate, moving one foot and then the other, ensuring stimulation on all sides of the blonde's colossal cock. Even leaning back like this, it was easy for Exusiai to marvel at its eye-catching length, and jaw-dropping girth. Sora had a dick that rivaled that of any man she's ever known. It was a bitch-breaker, through and through. How fortunate the angel was, to be in the presence of such godliness.

"Sankta!" Sora squirmed desperately in her seat. "SANKTA~!"

"Miss Sora! Ahhh~!"

At long last, the climax of the show had arrived.

Exusiai was hardly ready. No woman could ever hope to catch every last drop of something like this. As the angel moved her feet back and forth along the idol's cock, it erupted in a grand display of pleasure: Sora came hard, blasting a thick and creamy load of cum straight against the ceiling of the limousine!

Exusiai gasped, but she didn't stop. She only slowed down slightly, as Sora sat there and jerked her hips up with her spasms - each spasm causing a thick string of spunk to spurt from the tip of the futanari's swollen cockhead, and splatter wetly against the interior of the vehicle. Each shot landed somewhere different: the first shot had struck the ceiling, the second shot had splattered against the window of the limousine, the third shot had splashed right against Exusiai herself, and the angel just giggled the entire time.

"M-Miss Sora! Oh, Miss Sora!" Exusiai's mouth was agape with frenzied lust. She was drooling, and rightfully so: it was going to be nearly impossible to get this smell out for the next few days. It was going to cling to all of Exusiai's clothes. To her very being.

Good. She wanted others to know who she belonged to, anyway.

"So much!" Exusiai pressed her foot harder against Sora's unloading cock, causing the starlet to nail herself in the face with a string of cum. "Oops!"

"You filthy little angel," Sora groaned, laying back as the tremors of orgasm worked through her system, causing her entire body to jitter and making her cock spit up more of that pale, creamy goodness. Another shot of cum splattered against Exusiai's chest and feet, staining them with white streaks that Exusiai couldn't spoon into her own mouth soon enough.

It felt as though a full minute had passed before Sora finally stopped cumming, and by the time she had finished, the renowned popstar had simply collapsed back against the comfy cushion of the limousine, with a look of complete and utter relief plastered on her cum-stained face. Sweet spunk dripped from her lips and chin, though the same could be said for the angel sitting across from her. The angel who, at present, was marveling at the absolute mess that Sora had made, all around the interior of the limousine. Cum dripped from the roof of the car, landing drop by drop on the furnishings, on the material and the chilled beverages. A droplet of cum had even snuffed out Sora's cigarette: the ashtray was now a cum tray, to be frank.

"M-Miss Sora…" Exusiai panted softly, her cheeks tinted red, and stained white. "I-I'll clean this all up, Miss Sora, I promise. I'll get it clean before your next show!" She promised.

"Do… that… later… my… pet…" Sora mumbled, in-between her heavy breaths. She patted her bare lap, gesturing to her weakening, rubbery, spent cock. "Come here, now… let's negotiate your new contract… okay, sweetheart?"

Exusiai's heart soared. In a moment, she lay her stained and ruined body against Sora's own, and the two snuggled up nice and tight, in the dank limousine cabin. Exusiai took a deep breath and just basked in all of it, her body tingling with warmth as her cum-stained halo sparkled intimately. She hummed softly in Sora's arms, while the diva raked her fingers through the redhead's short, sticky hair.

"Ah… you're definitely all mine," Sora claimed, patting the sweet angel's head. "I always get what I want. And right now, what I want is you to be mine. I trust there's no complaints?"

Exusiai shook her head, giving Sora a wet kiss on the lips. Then, she paused.

"No, Miss Sora," the Sankta told her, "but…"

Sora raised an eyebrow. "But?"

Exusiai poked Sora's nose with a sticky forefinger. "No more smoking. You have to quit. Okay? Pretty please?"

Sora pouted. She was about to protest, but the angel's expression made her think otherwise. "Very well," she conceded, "I accept your conditions."