taylor swift, destoryed, dominated, humiliated.

   As Taylor Swift walked through the door, the party seemed to stop. Most had known her before her rise to fame but even so, to see such a prolific celebrity at a party like this seemed completely out of place.
   After several hectic weeks of touring, Taylor was looking forward to spending some much needed time to relax. She wasn't due back in the studio for another couple of weeks and had made sure that her agent didn't book any public appearances. At twenty years old, she hadn't spent any time at home in almost two years. She loved living the life of a celebrity, but she often missed the small Pennsylvania town that she grew up in. She was hoping that not much had changed.
   She had kept in touch with some of the girls from back home, one of whom had mentioned that there was going to be a party taking place and that it would be really cool if she could come. Happy for an opportunity to feel normal again, Taylor readily accepted. Now, standing in the doorway, while her former freinds and classmates stared at her as if she were from outer space, she was wondering if maybe she had made a mistake.
   "Hi everyone," she said cheerfully. By now she had learned to hide any feelings of nervousness that she might feel.
   "Ohmygod, it's Taylor Swift!" one girl, who she couldn't recognize, shouted. "I know you probably don't recognize me, we didn't really talk, but I'm your biggest fan!" She managed to slip over to the drink table and poured herself a cup of soda. She would have loved a drink but with so many cell phone cameras around, she didn't think it would be good for her image.
   She spent the next hour or so politely nodding while her former classmates, now devoted fans, vied for her attention. Eventually, she caught a glimpse of John, the boy she had had a crush on when she was in high school, staring at her from across the room. After excusing herself from her fans, she managed to squeeze her way over to where he was standing.
   If he wasn't especially interested then he sure was now. Everyone else at the party had seemed to take the hint and although she could still feel most of the party looking at her flirting with John, she finally felt like she could relax.
   It wasn't long, however, before she noticed Jon brake off in mid sentence, looking at something behind her. Taylor turned her head curiously only to see a very angry looking Tina marching towards them.
   "What the hell do you think you're doing here?" Tina had always been a bitch in high school. It seemed as if graduating had done nothing to temper her attitude.
   Taylor had not been expecting this and was momentarily speechless. She looked to John for support only to see him turn his eyes away sheepishly. They must be dating, she thought.
   "Look, I'm just here to have a good time, all right?"
   "No, it's not all right! What, did you get tired of all the awards shows? Or maybe you just think you're too good for us and now you're here to rub it in our face!"
   "No, I don't think I'm too good for you. That's why I'm here."
   Taylor spent the next several minutes trying to reason with an increasingly irrate Tina. It was obvious that she had had too much to drink and Taylor was surprised that no one was making any effort to keep her under control.
   She was just about to give up on the party when the music came back on. Someone, perhaps a misguided fan, had put on one of her CDs not knowing that that was the worst thing that they could do right now.
   "Oh, look at this! You're such a stuck up bitch that you have to make everyone listen to your crappy music!" Tina yelled.
   "I didn't even put it on! Look, forget it Tina, I'm leaving." She didn't want to leave, she knew that it made her look weak. Several people in the crowd were recording the argument so she could expect to see it on Youtube later. Maybe there would even be a tabloid headline, "Taylor Swift Bullied Away From Home Town Party." She didn't care though. No one was doing anything to keep Tina under control and Taylor was in no mode to get into a fight.
   As she tried to walk past Tina, the other girl grabbed a cup from the table next to her and dumped the contents all over Taylor. Taylor was shocked that Tina would take it this far and before she knew what she was doing, she had grabbed a drink and threw it back.
   "You bitch!" Tina yelled, charging at her. Now, the whole room was full of people recording the fight on their cameras and cheering but still no one did anything to help.
   Taylor had only about a second to contemplate her decision before Tina slammed into her. They both hit the hard floor with Tina on top and Taylor absorbing most of the impact. She cringed her face as she felt the slaps that Tina was delivering from on top of her and did her best to defend herself. She hid her face under her arms until she felt Tina being pulled off of her. Finally, this is over, she thought. They'll say I got beat up but I won't have to deal with this psycho anymore.
   Taylor slowly forced herself up and wondered what kind of marks Tina had left on her. She could hear shouting in the background, but wasn't trying to make out any of it. She turned to Tina just as one of the guys holding her yelled out "round two" and let her go. It wasn't over after all.
   Again, Tina charged at Taylor. Involuntarily, she began to backpeddle until Tina reached her, slamming her into the wall behind her. From there, it was a wild flurry of slaps and punches while Taylor did her best to escape. It was obvious that she didn't know the first thing about fighting and couldn't believe that no one was stepping in to help her.
   Taylor finally managed to slip away from the wall behind her but as she tried to run away, she could feel Tina's hand in her hair. She almost got whiplash from her head being jerked back and the momentum carried her back to Tina. As Tina dragged her in, she brought up her knee sending it deep into Taylor's soft stomach. As Taylor was bent over, Tina reached over her to try to pull up Taylor's tee shirt. While still clutching her stomach, Taylor did her best to save herself from getting stripped. A couple of kicks from Tina loosened her grip and it wasn't long before her shirt was lost. As she had been pulling back, the momentum sent her crashing to the ground.
   At this point Taylor was in pain all over and knew that the fight was over. She could hear Tina celebrating and figured that her safest bet was to just lie there until Tina was done gloating and walked away. At that point, she would slip out and worry about her public image later.
   Eventually, Taylor heard the worst words she could imagine. "Strip her naked!" someone in the crowd yelled and everyone else seemed to take up the cheer. She couldn't believe these people. Some of them she had known almost her entire life. Just moments ago they were lavishing her with praise. Now they were cheering for her destruction.
   Tina needed no convincing and Taylor soon found herself once again yanked up roughly by her hair. After being forced to her feet, she could feel Tina undoing her pants. She tried to escape but it wasn't long before she was down to just her panties. Even after all that she had been through, she was determined to hold onto those. She put up with Tina's slaps to her breasts and face while trying to keep Tina from stripping her of those as well.
   "Fine, you want them so badly, you can keep them!" Tina yelled and dragged Taylor down to the floor. She rolled her onto her stomach before grabbing her panties with one hand and a handful of Taylor's curly golden locks with the other and pulled. With her ass pulled up from the wedgie and her head pulled back from the grip on her hair, Taylor's back was forced into a painful curve while she yelled out in agony.
   "Please stop, you win! Someone help!" She yelled but her pleas fell on deaf ears.
   "Don't bother. They can't stand you either." And with that, she pulled even harder. Taylor could feel the fabric biting into her ass crack until her panties finally and mercifully snapped. Now lying there completely naked, she had no time to recover before once again being roughly dragged up. This time Tina led her over to the side of one of the couches and threw her front first over the armrest.
   Taylor turned her head to meekly look up at Tina and plead. "Please, Tina, I..."
   "Shut up!" she yelled before Taylor could finish while shoving her face into one of the cushions. With her other hand, she began to take swipes at Taylor's ass. All Taylor could do was sob into the couch cushion as all four of her cheeks turned beet red.
   She was in a daze by the time Tina was through and forcing her back on her feet. She did nothing to resist Tina as she felt her now broken panties stuffed into her mouth.
   "There, now we don't have to hear your awful voice. Are you ready to get the fuck out yet?"
   Taylor gave a muffled yes and nodded her head weakly. As Tina led her roughly to the door, she turned, panties still in her mouth, to see the girl from earlier who was supposedely her biggest fan. She snapped a picture of Taylor looking directly at the camera before Tina kicked her in her already sore ass, sending her tumbling out the door.