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    Beyonce's Best Boy

    BEYONCE' AND THE BEST BOY (m/f, con, bondage, interracial)

    by Zeusaphone (

    This story has sex in it. Don't read this if you are under 18 or are prohibited by law. Don't post it anywhere without my pseudonym and this disclaimer.

    Jeff enjoyed working in Hollywood. Although he was fairly young, 25, he had developed a reputation as someone that gets things done. He did carpentry and electrical work and whatever else needed to be done and he loved everything about his job except the title; "Best Boy".

    Jeff landed a job on a movie being made for MTV, a Hip Hop remake of Carmen starring Beyonce' Knowles from Destiny's Child in the title role. Although Jeff was white he thought Beyonce' was an amazingly beautiful woman. He'd never liked the extra-skinny girls and she had curves in all the places women are supposed to. With some luck he might get to talk to her, anything else would fall under the category of a pipe dream. Jeff was perfectly ordinary; 5'10" and 170 pounds with brown hair and not especially handsome, not at all the kind of guy that super hot R&B singers go for.

    The shoot was scheduled to last 21 days and it was moving along quite well. There were only a couple of days left and he hadn't gotten to speak to Beyonce' at all. Today they were shooting a scene in which she was to sing to her co-star while handcuffed, her character had been arrested and she was trying to talk him out of taking her in. Jeff's job for this scene was to put the handcuffs on Beyonce' before shooting then take them off afterwards.

    He got the cuffs from the tool shed and brought them to the set. Beyonce' was already there wearing the killer red dress that was her wardrobe for this scene. The rest of the cast and crew were there as well. He went to the director to make sure it was time for him to handcuff her. It was, so Jeff approached Beyonce' with the cuffs. She was talking to her assistant, a mousy little girl named Micki, but turned her attention to Jeff when he arrived.

    "Hello, Ms. Knowles, my name is Jeff. I'm supposed to put these handcuffs on you for this scene." Jeff knew better than to address stars by their first names without knowing them.

    She smiled at him; "OK, Jeff. I've never been handcuffed before. Is there anything I should know?"

    Jeff returned her smile; "Not really. I won't make them as tight as they would be on a real criminal. Just put your hands behind your back and hold still."

    She complied and he put the cuffs on her. "You have the right to remain silent."; he joked after making sure they were secure. Beyonce' chuckled at that. "I'll be right over there with the key when the scene is over.", he said and pointed to the spot where he would get to observe the filming.

    She thanked him and smiled at him again as he went off set. She went back to talking to Micki until the director cleared the set.

    The scene went fairly smoothly. They did five takes and Jeff watched very intently. The dress she was wearing really showed off her curves and it was impossible not to watch her as she sang and danced around the police car. She probably looks better in that dress than she does naked, Jeff thought to himself.

    After the last take the director motioned for Jeff to uncuff Beyonce'. He approached her with a wide smile. "That was wonderful, Ms. Knowles. I know this is going to be a big hit."

    She smiled appreciatively. "Thanks, Jeff. Please call me Beyonce', though. I hate being called Ms. Knowles, especially by people older than I am."

    "All right, Beyonce' ", Jeff replied, "Turn around so I can get those cuffs off."

    She did, but just as he got the key into the locking mechanism Micki came up and started talking. Beyonce' turned face her and there was a metallic snick sound. Jeff ran around to get behind her again only to see what he had feared.

    "I'm sorry, Beyonce', but the key broke off in the lock."

    She got a worried look on her face, but Jeff did his best to calm her. "I can cut them off, no problem. I'll have to get some tools from the shed.", and he pointed towards the small aluminum building that housed the hardware.

    "Let me come down there with you. I don't want to stand around out here all cuffed up. Micki, go tell the director what happened and where I'll be."

    It was a short walk to the shed but it seemed to take forever as Jeff's mind was filled with the possibilities arising from being alone in the shed with a handcuffed Beyonce'. He wondered if she had considered that before deciding to go down there with him but dismissed the thought. Surely she would have either waited on the set or found someone to come with them if she had thought about that kind of thing.

    He found out how wrong he was once they arrived inside the shed. "Does the door have a lock?", she asked as... Not enough points to view full story!

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