DO YOU THINK I GIVE A FUCK?

My life. My rules.

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[maddox-poletov]

[candy-girlz-deactivated20130916]

[puertorriqueno-frost]

Maddy Blue Balls † Raúl-Mads

[puertorriqueno-frost]

Raúl stirred in his sleep, feeling the bed shifting. He groaned as fingernails lightly scratched his thighs then he heard that familiar sexy voice. A smile formed on his lips as he forced to pry his left eye open. “‘Sup?” He asked looking down, realizing he was fully naked and she was kneeling right between his legs, working on his already hard shaft. “Well, fuck,” he moaned, licking his lips as she sucked his head. “It’s nice to see you, too,” he said, reaching down to hold the top of her head, eyes fixed on her pretty mouth wrapped around his dick. It wasn’t a secret that he had a quite sizable - manhood and as bad as it might sound, he always wondered when he was getting head if they can take him all in. And Maddy was no different with her nice little mouth and pouty lips… She only had the tip of his cock in her mouth and he grew bigger by the second and the thought of her struggling to accommodate his size almost sent him to the edge. “Easy there, Mads. You keep at it and I’ll come soon…”

[maddox-poletov]

She raised her head to smile back at him. "Nice to see me?" She asked, "It's nicer to taste you..." She smirked back at him catching the way he was looking at her mouth. It was a fucking sexy look and she wanted that look to stay on his face, she licked her lips slowly and kept her eyes on his as she wrapped her fingers around his hard cock, her other hand reached between her own legs and spreading her lips, she began to rub her clit slowly... watching him, watching her. She stopped because she knew she'd come in an instant and she didn't want to just yet. She removed her wet fingers and placed them on his hip bone and pushed her hair off her face with the other hand. She needed him back in her mouth so she began to suck him back in, ever so slowly inch by inch till she could feel the head touching the back of her throat and she held it there, feeling him pulse on her tongue. It was beyond hot and she was so turned on, she thought she could come without him even touching her, all she could do was give a moan of appreciation and keep on what she was doing. Gently pulling him out of her mouth, she paused again and fixed her eyes on his. "That's the whole point Raul...so why don't you just keep watching as I let you fuck my mouth,,,nice and deep...nice and hard? Hmm?" And she took all of his hard length back in her mouth, once again, letting out another loud moan as her mouth slid down...

[maddox-poletov]

Rise and Shine...

[maddox-poletov]

[charles1418]

[whatwasthenameofgod-deactivated]

[puertorriqueno-frost]

Maddy Blue Balls † Raúl-Mads

[Timeline: 5th October, 2013, Saturday, 1:44 p.m., Maddy’s Long Island residence.]

Raúl probably woke up several times during his sleep and never once wondered where he was or what time it was. He had such a great head ache that his head felt like it was cracking from the base of his neck all the way to the front of his face each time he opened his eyes. Naturally, his initial reaction was to close them again and bury his face in the soft pillows that surrounded him. It wasn’t hard to falling back to deep sleep especially when the bed he was laying on was a 100 times better than his bed at his place…

[maddox-poletov]

[Timeline: 5th October, 2013, Saturday, 6:06 a.m., Outside the club.]

Maddy left the club and got in her car. Of course she was to drunk to drive, but she was so annoyed and frustrated she just drove. Like a maniac. Surprisingly she got home in one piece and walked straight up to her bedroom, stripping off on the way. She gasped in shock when she saw a figure in her bed but quickly remembered it was Raul. She huffed and walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower. The scorching hot water felt good and she just wanted to wash away the night. After spending a good 30 minutes in there, she got out smelling of mango and passion fruit and wrapped a soft, fluffy white towel around her body. She dried off her hair as she went back in to the bedroom and stood by the bed watching Raul sleep for a minute. Without even thinking what she was doing she dropped her towel to the floor and gently pulled the covers off the man, slowly revealing his torso then his ... "Jesus fucking Christ..." She muttered under her breath and pulled the covers right off. She smiled to herself as she crawled up the from the foot of the bed. It was past 7a.m now and it was already light outside. "Wakey, wakey Raul, you fucking fuck." She whispered with a smile, running her palms softly up his legs, lingering at his thighs and circled her fingers firmly, still moving upwards. He seemed to stir and she looked up at his peaceful face from between his thighs then she tickled his balls with her fingertips before squeezing them a little. She lowered her head and her wet hair draped over her face so she pushed it back behind her ears with her free hand. She gave his already hard dick a long and firm lick from base to tip before sucking the head in her mouth.

[maddox-poletov]

Fuck This Fucking Shit - Sten & Maddy

[coldsten-deactivated20131212]

Sten of course had no intention to insult the singer. All he wanted was to make her understand that her actions affect not just her credibility as an artist but other people’s livelihood as well. He wanted to make her to understand that what she was projecting to the public wasn’t exactly the artist he’d like to represent. He wouldn’t dare strip another person of their identity, of course not. He was brought up by two expressive parents and self-expression was one thing that was stressed upon him as a child. He can’t be anybody else but himself and that he better make the best out of what he’s got. And there was also responsibility attached to everything he did and if he fucked up he made sure he blamed no one else but himself. And if this could be expected of him, then he should be able to expect the same from others, too. Especially intelligent people like Maddox. It seemed he had stirred her enough that her replies to him were more intense. She even dared to poke him in the chest this time. His eyebrows tied in a knot, eyes fixed on the tall woman standing before him. And what was she doing? Did she just sniff him? His frown deepened, focusing on her response. “Not a cliche?” He said, “I think you had to say that out loud to convince yourself of that lie. We both know I am right. And don’t be too confident, Miss Poletov. I do after all have the last word on this. I have the power to cancel your contract whenever I can, so one wrong move and you’ll be saying good bye to the rest of your band, is that what you want?” He then grabbed her by the wrist, pulling her hand from poking on his chest. “Why would I give you another chance when I already did the first time you fucked up. What do you think I run? Some desperate corporation waiting for artists like you to get it together and say “hey, it’s okay,” every time you screwed up?” He shook his head, keeping his eyes on her pretty face, confused at her last words. “Stop what, Miss Poletov? What do I need to stop?” Sten inquired unaware he had taken a couple of steps forward that now he brushed against her body.

[maddox-poletov]

"Of course I am not a cliche. Man. You do not know me. So you have no right to judge me okay? And no, that is not what I want, of course it's not" She sighed deeply. "See everyone thinks they know who I am. What I am. The whole fucking world makes judgements about me. When you are being constantly watched by the media ...it is hard. Dammit." The hand she had placed between them grew slack as he got closer. Too close. She felt a tingle run down her spine when his body touched hers and her cheeks flushed pink at the inappropriate thoughts that crossed her mind again.  She opened her mouth to speak but closed it again. Pull yourself together Maddy she told herself. Now is not the time for goldfish impressions. "Just...just...just..." She stuttered, lowering her eyes. "Just stop judging." She repeated, sounding lame as she took another step back, stumbling a little on the table behind her and falling back onto it. "What are you trying to do Mr Adler?" She asked quietly looking up at him through her long lashes. "Just stop threatening me with cancelling the contract. You know I can do it." She knew she had what it would take, with his help, things could be really amazing. Her hands gripped the edge of the table and she noticed that her skirt was riding up higher. Great, she thought. Now he's going to accuse me of flaunting myself again but she made no move to pull it down. She crossed her arms once again, pushing her full breasts together and looked down again watching her chest rise and fall. She was feeling breathless as well as flushed at his proximity to her.

[maddox-poletov]

Fuck This Fucking Shit - Sten & Maddy

[coldsten-deactivated20131212]

Sten looked at Maddox intently as if reading what could be behind that pretty face all made up and attire that screamed attention. In all honestly, Sten believed that Maddox was actually a very smart girl making very bad choices. And for this he blamed Wyatt for not looking after his talent. Unless of course this was Wyatt’s doing; sending this young artist to do as she please for publicity. He heard the agency was having a rough time but he never thought of Wyatt as someone risking everything they’ve worked hard for to save the firm. And besides, this whole wild rock star gig will only drag the firm down. And so he chose to believe that Maddox was doing all this for herself and not for her image like she just said she was doing. “If you honestly believe that Maddox, then I’m just a stupid man wasting my money on a talent who only cared about their image. I actually care about the talent and would rather my artists,” he emphasized on the last word, “spend time in the studio making music than in the club flaunting their body.”

"So, is that your aspiration? To remain the cliche? The broken hard core rock star who partied all night and ended up losing contracts because they care what people think instead of focusing on their talent?" Sten paused, staring down at the young woman, wondering if she was too drunk for all this talk. "I believe in your band’s talent. And if you don’t get a hold of yourself, I might be able to reach your goal in no time. How about losing your multimillion house in the island? Living on the streets would add flavor to your image, don’t you think?"

[maddox-poletov]

Maddy’s feet ached. She had been on those heels for a while and now standing still she felt the pain in the arches of her feet,she glanced over at the comfortable looking purple couch before looking back at him. She walked right up to him, inches away from his face. He was taller, much taller close up. And damn did he smell good. She was distracted for a moment, inhaling his scent. But she regained her composure just enough to be able to answer him. She raised her finger at him, to stop him from continuing and clenched her jaw. “First off, it's my body to flaunt or not. Second. Of course I care about my image, but I care about my work more, if you would just take the time to notice that I haven’t even been around for the past two months you may just even see that.”

She got angrier at what he said next and began to prod her finger into his chest with each word she uttered “I. Am. Not. A. Damn.Cliche.” She stopped prodding and ran both her hands through her hair whilst she shook her head. “I am not broken. And I am not gonna lose any contract. I am focusing on my talent. Jesus. We have been practically living in that studio for the past two months. This is the second time I have been out…partying…as you call it in that whole time.” She leaned in closer narrowing her eyes at him, trying to block out how she was feeling about the way he smelled and looked. So fucking hot. Why was she even getting turned on right now? The way his hair fell across his forehead, his hard expression, his damn mother-fucking smell. What the hell was that cologne? Mixed with his own natural scent she just wanted to…No.  He was insulting her, making her angry, so why was she thinking about …No. Stop it Maddy, she told herself. She placed a hand on his chest, trying to form a barrier between them and inched back a step, arm extended straight. She needed to stop thinking what she was thinking. “If you believe in us. Then give us a chance. Wanna do that?” Her hand still on his chest, she could feel the hardness of the muscle beneath his shirt. “Stop it” She said aloud, her command to herself voiced out loud.

[maddox-poletov]

[maddox-poletov]

Fuck This Fucking Shit - Sten & Maddy

[coldsten-deactivated20131212]

Sten thought that the singer didn’t look any different from the day he first met her. It wasn’t the way she dressed, no, just the way she present herself as a whole. So this is how she wanted to live her life, carefree and careless. Usually he wouldn’t care, but she was after all representing his record label and wasn’t she just given a second chance to prove herself? Apparently she didn’t want the contract bad enough that she’d risk of losing it again. He wondered what happened to the one band member that got fed up and left the band right after they lost the contract with him. He wasn’t no fool. He was a business man and a very good one at that. He did believe in the band’s talent and Wyatt’s firm’s great eye when it comes to real stars, but this, this he will not tolerate. “Oh you’re not looking to get fired? Maybe when you sober down and actually remember this conversation you’d think about what you just said. Because right now, I don’t care if you’re not looking to get fired. It is looking highly likely that you will be,” he took a step forward, deep lines appeared on his forehead. “You don’t care at all, do you? I mean, you don’t care about your band mates that would lose the job along with your irresponsible self. Come tomorrow, who do you think will clean up the mess you just did out there,” he looked down at her chest, momentarily remembering the way they looked and shaking his head to get the vision out of his mind.

[maddox-poletov]

Maddy pouted and sulked like a teenager as Sten scolded her. She blinked when he mentioned Jimmy. That really hit her where it hurt. Jimmy had left the band  a few months back when she had missed the meeting at Adler Records. He had had enough of her careless behavior and she had single-handedly lost them a huge record deal. She was guilt ridden for months. She still was. Jimmy had a wife and a kid to look after but he’d had enough. He hadn’t spoken to her since then and she felt a pain in her heart each and every time she thought about it. She’s lost not only a band member but also a friend and the backbone of the band. Jimmy was always the one who held it together, held her together and since he’d left she had not been able to keep anything together. Things had been falling apart, for the band and for her.  She’d been drinking more, smoking more, doing more drugs. The only thing that she’d had less of was sleep and food. Sten was right but that didn’t mean she had to like it. She was angry and annoyed. But not at him. At herself. She needed to pull it together. “Of course I care!” She said raising her voice. “Jesus” she waved a hand in front of her body. “Man. All you see is this. You think you can judge me? You have met me once. Yes, that wasn’t a good meeting or a good first impression. But that does not mean I don’t care. I like to have fun. This is who I am. So what if I am all the news tomorrow? It’s publicity right?” She had her hands by her sides now and she was clenching her hands into fists. She felt the vein in her forehead grow and pulse as it did when she was stressed or angry and was aware that she must have looked like a wild, crazy freak right now. She noticed him glance down at her cleavage, if only for an instant and she looked back at him, seeing him not as a hard business man right then. But a man. He seemed more human to her then. Not some angry giant that kept shouting at her.  Her chest rose and fell sharply with each angry breath, but she felt the need to calm down. Empathize. And take a minute to collect her thoughts.

She squeezed her eyes shut and inhaled deeply counting  inside.

One. Two. Three. Four…

Clenching her jaw she opened her eyes and looked at him again. “This is what the public wants.  A wild  rock star. And that is what I’m giving them.” She suddenly became aware of her own words. She was giving them what they wanted but what about what she wanted? She knew, deep down that it couldn’t go on like this. But she really didn’t know what she was trying to achieve by behaving like this. The public, the fans were happy. But she wasn’t, not really, not deep down. It was because of her unruly that people left her. Friends, lovers, family. But she kept on making the same mistakes over and over again. It had to stop at some point. But she wasn’t even sure she knew how to stop.

[g-nxrly]

[maddox-poletov]

Too many shots make Maddy a bad girl.

[maddox-poletov]

Fuck This Fucking Shit - Sten & Maddy

[coldsten-deactivated20131212]

[Timeline: 5th October, 2013, Saturday, 4:01 a.m., NYC]

Sten was ready to head out. He had a couple of drinks and was ready to go to bed but his cousin Stig didn’t seem to feel the same. The man younger than him leaned on the bar counter, counting the glasses of shots he had taken. He doesn’t have any clue what’s going on with Stig these past few months. He’d been busy working and hardly had the chance to catch up with him. They spoke about their families for the last hours and everything’s fine back home in Sweden and Germany. Maybe Stig was homesick. He was very close to his mother and siblings. And he had their little niece Isabelle whom Stig is really fond off.

"Stig, kom en," he patted his cousin on the back who lifted his head and wore half-a-smile. "I’m sleepy as fuck. Let’s go home-" he was then distracted by the chanting that came from the dance floor. The place was packed and everybody seemed to have gathered in that part of the club. It was his second time in the place and didn’t really know it and the patrons that came. And if it was like this here every night then they must be making good money, he thought. At first he tried to ignore the loud cheering coming from the dance floor, then flashes of lights appeared and he became curious. More curious when the chant called a familiar name. Looking at Stig, he raised a hand, indicating he’d go check the crowd and will be back in a bit. As he walked to the dance floor, the cheer became louder and he almost lost his wits when he saw who was in the middle of the crowd. Without hesitation he reached over, grabbing the woman who was half-naked by the arm. "Are you out of your fucking wits?" He growled, pulling the woman’s dress to cover her perfectly full breasts. Dragging her far away from the crowd, he snapped at the people taking pictures and crashed a private room, kicking every single soul out. "Are you honestly looking to get yourself fired?" His arms crossed, nose flared in great disappointment.

[maddox-poletov]

Maddy was really enjoying herself, the effects of the tequila had fully kicked in now. She didn’t see the man that came up in front of her, she was too far gone and thşngs were beginning to look really blurred. She did however feel the hands, warm and quite big on her. Not groping. No. They were pulling up her dress. Her blurry vision struggled to focus and she willed her brain into seeing who it was. The voice sounded a bit familiar and the scent of him too…although she had lost control of her actions, her senses never let her down. She always recognised a smell, or a sound, or a voice.

"Are you out of your fucking wits?"

Sten Adler.

What the fuck?

She breathed in deeply and squinted at him.

“Happy as ever Mr Sten. Mr Adler. Whatever.” She blurted out with a sarcastic laugh. His pulled her away from the crowd, she couldn’t see his expression but he sounded angry. What was it to him anyway. Right now, he was spoiling her fun. All at once she found herself in one of the clubs private rooms. The poor people in there had no choice but to exit. And fast. He was always mad at her. Well, they had only met one other time and he was mad then. Quite rightly so. But she brushed that thought out of her mind.  “No, I am not looking to get fired. I’m having fun” She shook her hair back as she replied and mirrored his body language by crossing her arms across her chest too. “Fun. Ever heard of it, Sten?” The alcohol in her system gave her the courage to reply to him that way and she was proud of herself for it. She stood up straight and tall,  gave a nod of her head and raised an eyebrow, staring at him right in the eyes and holding her gaze. She tilted her head to the side, feeling cocky and full of balls. The man usually frightened the hell out of her. But not tonight. That may or may not have been a good thing, as the look on his face was not too appetizing.

[amancanfly]

[puertorriqueno-frost]

100513 | 2:50 a.m.

Raúl, drunk as fuck in Maddy’s car.

[maddox-poletov]

Can't hold your drink, Raúl. Ass.

[maddox-poletov]

Fuck This Fucking Shit - Closed

Maddy, with the help of Jeeves dropped Raul to her house. What had started out as a fun night with her friends had seemed to take a turn for the better when Raul had texted her. She was feeling very horny and was looking forward to taking advantage of Raul in every way. She had no morals. Sleeping with a married man. She shrugged off the pang of guilt that had started to appear. Not like anything had happened, so her intentions, no matter how wrong didn't really matter. She was now in a new dress, fuck me boots and she was on a mission of self-destruct. She drove back to the club, drunk, but not out of control. She listened to loud music on the way there in the car, singing at the top of her voice and by the time she walked back in, she was in a much better mood. It wasn't like he had rejected her, he wanted it too, but the alcohol had won against both their lusty feelings. She stopped at the bar and did a few shots of tequila to make sure she was in the right mood ans she leaned back on the bar, taking in the vibe and waiting for the booze to take effect. She spotted her friends on the dance floor and confidently strode over to them planting a long kiss on each girls' lips and it wasn't long before the three girls were putting on a show for the rest of the clientele. Their sexy, suggestive moves soon had a crowd of men around them, clapping and cheering for them to "take it off" or "show us you tits" Maddy really couldn't care less and she enjoyed the attention. That was until, one guy in the crowd noticed who she was. "It's fucking Maddox Poletov!" He yelled and the crowd started to chant, "Maddy! Titties!" Over and over and over.

Her fingers looped into the hem of her strapless dress and slowly began to pull it down inch by inch to the roars and applause of the crowd. First one boob, then the other, teasing the crowd. Her girlfriends danced around her and moved their hands over her body. 

That's when it started. A couple of flashes, from phone camera's. One of her friends tried to cover her up and shouted in her ear. " Maddy, this is gonna be all over the news!" Maddy turned her head and shouted back.

"I really could not give a fuck Gail!" And she carried on with the strip tease.