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Billion Dollar Harem	By : Mal Category: Celebrities - Misc > General Views: 340408 -:- Recommendations : 6 -:- Currently Reading : 9
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction, it did NOT happen. I do NOT know, nor have I ever met any of the celebrities who are portrayed in this story. I don't condone any actions contained here in, and I make no money from its distribution.

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Disclaimer:
The following is a work of fiction. It is not, in any way, intended to reflect reality. It is purely a fantasy originating in the deepest recesses of my mind. While real people do appear in this work, I, the writer of this work, in no way wish to see these individuals actually put in any situation contained therein. Furthermore, I do not, in any way, shape, or form, condone rape, kidnapping, violence, or any of the other questionable acts that appear herein. This work is not intended to endorse or condone anyone who would perform such vile acts. Anyone who would do any such a thing to a real-life person deserves punishments reserved only for those in the deepest circle of hell. In addition, I do not know, nor have I ever met Emma Watson, Margot Robbie, Taylor Swift, Bella Thorne, Chloe Moretz, Felicity Jones, Cara Delevingne, Dove Cameron or Ariana Grande. The versions of them that appear in this story are fictional and purely based on their celebrity persona. I apologize if that offends you. My intention is only to entertain. Finally, I make no money from the distribution of this work.
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Story Codes: FF Fingering Oral
Day 25 cont.
Alex sat in the cushy armchair in his room waiting for the arrival of Emma Watson. Part of him felt bad for what he’d done to her. She’d performed well in his absence, order was kept, no one tried to escape, and there was only one minor event of violence. In some ways, Emma did too well, and that was why he had to do what he did. He pushed away the thoughts of his attack on the favorite of his harem girls, and returned to reviewing the reports of what had transpired in his absence. The hour passed, and a soft knocking came to the door of his quarters.
Opening the door, Alex looked down at Emma. She had cleaned herself up, she looked freshly showered, her hair was damp and hung to her shoulders. It looked like she’d even had the time to reapply a little makeup. She wore fresh mascara, lipstick, and even a little color on her cheeks. In addition to that she’d changed her clothes, now wearing the little shorts, and tee-shirt, both black, to match her status. He smiled at her, which she returned, in a weak uncertain kind of way. “Master,” she said submissively, “you requested my presence?”
“Yes, please come in, Ms. Watson.” Emma took two steps into the room, keeping her gaze on the floor beneath her, she held her arms against her stomach, waiting for him to address her. Alex returned to his armchair, taking a seat, before continuing. “I wanted to say first off, that I’m sorry for that display back there. It was necessary though. I had to remind the others who was in charge, and that was the best way.” There was a long drawn out silence where she said nothing, just continued staring at the floor. “I was hoping to discuss, Ms. Moretz. I wanted to know why you thought it necessary to do what you did.” Alex waited a moment for Emma to respond, when she didn’t, he said “I know you’re angry with me. But, I want you to know, this won’t affect your level. I still plan to promote you—”
She looked up with pain and anger on her face. “You’re damn right this won’t affect my promotion.” She took three quick strides toward him and slapped him across the face. “You raped me, right there, in front of everyone! You humiliated me in front of the people who are supposed to respect me. How am I supposed to comeback from this?”
Alex was stunned, there were tears in her eyes now, she was trembling, looking both vulnerable and terrifying. He wanted nothing more than to pull her into his lap and tell her everything would be alright. When to his surprise, she collapsed into his arms, burying her head in his neck. Emma drew her knees up into his lap, settling in, as she began to sob softly. Alex gently stroked her back, “please don’t cry.” He pulled her back to look her in the eye. She looked so sad and vulnerable with tears in her eyes, and trembling lips. “You’ll smear your make up,” he said, wiping the tears away with his thumbs. “You’re so beautiful.” He offered her the most reassuring smile he could muster, and she returned it, weak and shaky. “Everything will be ok, my sweet angel, you’ll see.”
It was a testament to how far she’d fallen, the people in the harem she’d ostracized along the way, Emma had no one to confide in, no one to turn to when she was feeling sad, when she needed someone to just hold her and tell her everything would be alright. For that she had only Alex, the man who’d just raped and humiliated her, as her only confidant. He pulled her close, kissing on the cheek. “I’m so sorry. You know it had to be done though. I had to reestablish my authority. The girls, had to know it’s I, not you, who is in charge. The only other choice I had was to teach the lesson individually.” He again looked her in the eye, “I, I’m so sorry. But would you rather I’d raped everyone?”
Emma offered him a frail understanding look, trying her best not to cry again. “No, master. I suppose not.”
“Good,” Alex responded, leaning forward to kiss her gently on the forehead, “that’s my good girl. Now, why don’t you tell me about Chloe, ok?” he asked with a smile. “I just want to know why you felt it necessary to do what you did, from your point of view. And if you think it can be reversed.” Alex, of course knew what Emma had done could be reversed. But, he did want to hear her reasons. Those intangibles that the cameras just can’t catch. He wanted to hear, from the way she explained herself, if she wanted to keep Chloe as her own pet, and to tell her what it would mean if she did.
Emma settled into his lap as he wrapped warm comforting arms around her slim waist, pulling her close. She leaned her head against his bare muscular chest as she began to explain actions. Telling him first about Chloe’s cocky self-sure attitude, her strutting around and acting like she owned the place that first day after he left. The lewd remarks she made to Margot and Taylor in the main dorm before weigh in that morning. And, the message he himself had offered her, warning of her potentially aggressive behavior, and willingness to do anything to get her way. “It just seemed to me, Master, that she was going to try something. To take over, maybe. I felt,” she said, looking up at him earnestly, “that it was going to be us or her. That if she had her way, she’d have sent us all to the punishment room to be raped. I felt the only way to stop her, was to take it the other way. I thought if she liked domination so much, she’d enjoy being dominated.” She gently stroked his chest, drawing little circles against his skin with her fingernail. It sent shivers of pleasure up Alex’s spine. “And like it, she did. Hell, she loved it. The others, especially Margot, they don’t understand.”
“You told Margot that you think it’s her way of dealing with things down here.” He said, gently caressing her cheek. “What did you mean by that?”
“I think it’s like you said, Master,” Emma responded, pressing her check against Alex’s soft loving hand. “The punishment room broke her, even more than it broke Bella. Ironic huh. She had to deal with watching all those rapes. I guess the way she dealt was to embrace it, to learn to love it. To love domination. I think she’d equally love to be the dom… I just never gave her the chance.”
“Do you think it’s possible for her to return to how she was before the punishment room?” Alex asked, now gently running his fingertips up and down Emma’s side.
“No. No, I don’t think so at all, Master. I think she could be untrained though, if that’s what you wanted. I imagine she’d be quite submissive for a time. Then, maybe she’d long for dominance again. Who knows what form that might take. I mean, whether she’d want to be dominated, or try to dominate someone.”
“Would you like to keep her? As a pet, I mean. If you like her, I could maybe allow that.”
“But?”
“But, there would be consequences.”
“What sort of consequences, Master?”
“Well, for one thing she’d be your complete responsibility. You’d have to make she sure she’s taken care of in her ever need. It would mean, less attention from me. Since you’d have to spend a lot of your time with her. That is the very reason why I prefer to give you all choices, and allow you to live freely down here. I don’t want to micromanage your every meal, bath and bowel movement.” Emma chucked softly at the comment, and Alex joined in. He leaned down afterwards, and they shared a short gentle kiss. “Also, she would move in with you. It would likely mean that you’d never have another girlfriend, at least not one who could share your room. I won’t allow more than two girls to a room.”
“I see… Are you planning on adding many other girls, Master?”
“There is a new one in the punishment room now. And another who will arrive in a few days. After that, I have set plans in motion to add two more. Who knows after that. This place was built to house ten women. It could house more, if you all are sharing rooms.”
“So many?”
Alex gave her a look of sympathy. “I doubt seriously that I’ll go much beyond ten. For one thing, it would get very crowded. There is only so much space, and everyone needs privacy now and again. Also, every girl added increases the security risk. Not to mention the risk I take collecting them. I’m thinking I’ll stop at eleven.”
There was a long pause in conversation, it lasted several minutes. Alex sat, gently caressing Emma’s side, while the nubile Brit was lost in thought. “I think it would be best, if we untrained Chloe,” she said after a while. “I don’t regret what I did to her, I still think it was the only way to ensure she behaved while you were gone. But she deserves a second chance. It’s not right to keep her that way if she gives us a choice.”
“I agree, it’s for the best.” Alex lifted her chin, drawing her closer to him. They shared another kiss, this one longer and deeper. When it broke, they were breathless. “I trust, that means you forgive me, for earlier?”
“Honestly, Master. I’m not happy with it. But, I do understand why you did it, and I agree I’d rather it be one of us, than all.” She dropped her gaze to her lap, asking submissively, “So what happens now?”
“What do you mean?”
“Well,” Emma said, idly smoothing the wrinkles on her shirt, “do you want me to still be in charge down here?”
“Of course.”
"Ok, then how do you expect me to get back the respect I lost today? Cause I don’t see how I can do the job without it.” She looked up at him in desperation, lips trembling, and again on the verge of tears.
Alex pulled her close, kissing the top of her head. “Don’t cry, my sweet angel.” Emma felt so frail and vulnerable in his arms, the complete opposite of the confidant hardline mistress of the harem he’d seen on camera. “I’ve always thought,” he said giving her a hard, playful squeeze and looking down at her with a grin, “that nothing reinforces leadership like rank. How about I make your promotion to level 5 official, and as part of the announcement, I allow you to promote one lady of your choice.” Emma gave him a shy smile, looking up at him with innocent eyes as a mischievous grin slowly spread across her face, letting Alex know that she approved of the idea. “Good. There are a few things we need to cover about the level 5 position before I make the announcement. But before that, I had two more questions.”
Emma’s attitude was transformed. No longer subdued, and unhappy, she sat up straddling Alex, and sitting back on his knees. “Fire away, Master,” she said looking him in the eye with a jubilant smile on her face.
“Ok,” Alex said, smiling in response to Emma’s infectious new attitude. “The first, isn’t so much a question as a statement. To fulfil the requirements for your promotion, you must help me initiate a new member to the harem. As I said earlier, there is a new girl currently occupying the punishment room.”
“Cara Delevingne?”
“Actually,” Alex grinned, as he slid his hands up her legs, bringing them to rest on her thighs, “she’s in a cargo container somewhere in the Atlantic right now. It’s Ms. Felicity Jones whom I’ve got in the punishment room.”
“Really?” She said in a deep husky voice, putting her hands on his chest, and leaning in closer.
“Really,” Alex said taking advantage of her new position to place his hands on her tight round bottom, giving it a gentle squeeze. “I won’t make you help me before I announce your promotion, as long as you promise to help me later, ok?”
Emma bit her lip coyly before responding, “ok,” in a soft sexy whisper.
Even though Alex already had two amazing orgasms this morning, he was beginning to become quite aroused again, with Emma pressing her pussy against his dick, and practically grinding against him. He had to stay on point though. “I think I already know the answer to this,” he said pulling Emma closer so her body pressed tantalizingly against his chest, “but tell me about Bella, and the punishment room. What happened there wasn’t exactly punishment.”
Emma pressed her lips to his ear, teasingly rubbing her entire body against his in the process. She purred into his ear, “was that a question, master?”
“No…” he said, gripping her thighs and breathing in the scent of her neck. “The question, is why didn’t you punish her.”
“You were the one, Master, who said give them strength, when strength was needed,” and to emphasize her point she pressed her pussy, still covered by shorts, against his now hard aching cock. “And comfort, when that was needed.” As she spoke, Alex could feel the heat of her breath on his skin, and when she finished, her lips as they gently sucked on his neck flesh. “She needed comfort,” Emma added between the kissing and sucking, “so I let her fuck me in the ass…”
As Emma grinded her pussy against his cock, Alex closed his eyes, remembering the video Ukuza showed him of Bella wearing a massive strapon, and slamming in and out of Emma’s tight butthole. “You’re so fucking hot, you know that?”
“Mmmmhhhhmmm,” she murmured in agreement as she continued teasing his throbbing member by sliding herself back and forth against it. “But, are we gonna talk, or are we gonna fuck?”
Alex was so turned on; his cock was raging in his pants. Too much more of this, and he was going to blow his load before he ever got to fucking the gorgeous woman riding him. “I want you so bad…” he said breathing in short gasping breaths.
Suddenly, and without warning, Emma hopped up off his lap. “Well too bad.” She offered him a teasing but unapologetic grin. “Payback for this morning.” She laughed and walked over to the door, leaning against it.
Alex groaned, as he adjusted the massive throbbing package in his pants. “Suppose I deserved that,” he said with a laugh.
“You did,” Emma said smiling as she looked around the room. “So, you want to do the announcement, or was there anything else we need to discuss? Maybe you just need a minute to,” she turned her gaze to the prominent tent in his pants, “calm down?”
“Well, we should probably discuss the role of the level 5 before we go, and have you thought about who you’re going to promote?”
Without hesitation, Emma said, “Taylor gets the promotion. She deserves it the most.”
“Not Bella?” he said with an arched eyebrow of surprise.
“No. She did attack Chloe. Just because I chose not to punish her, doesn’t mean she should get a promotion.”
Alex nodded thoughtfully, arching his back in the chair so he could again adjust the throbbing erection in his pants. “Good. I think that’s a good choice. You’re showing real signs of leadership.”
Emma leaned against the door frame, watching him in amusement as he struggled with the angry snake in his pants. It was good to see a glint of happiness on her face. While she certainly hadn’t suffered the worst of those down here, he knew the pressure of leadership had taken its toll on her in his absence. “I assume,” she said after a moment more of watching his efforts at snake wrangling, “the level 5 job is basically what I was doing while you were gone? Is there more to it?”
Seeing the enjoyment she was getting at his plight, Alex gave up, and simply folded his hands in his lap till the problem resolved itself. “There are certainly similarities. You had access to some rooms and containers while I was gone that you won’t be able to get into now, and some responsibilities that I didn’t worry you with, that I’d like to now begin. Also, there is the matter of the VIP wing of the compound. Until recently, there were no level 4s or a 5. I had to promote you before I left, and there just wasn’t time to initiate the new area. The VIP area is for any girl of level 4 or higher. It contains five executive suites, a more lavish living area than the main dorm, and a few other surprises that I’d rather show you in person.”
“I get a new bedroom,” she asked with a radiant laugh.
“Indeed,” Alex responded, standing from the chair now that his problem was more or less under control. “Would you like to see it now? Or, we could go and share with the others the good news of your promotion. The choice is yours.”
***
Bella Thorne grunted in pain. Sweat dripped from her forehead, and it ran in trails between her breasts. She and Taylor Swift lay on yoga mats in the exercise room. They were in the middle of a vicious round of crunches, and she was feeling the burn.
“Push it, just three more. Give me three more, you can do it.” Taylor looked over from her own exercise to offer the sexy redhead the encouragement she needed to carry through the set. She smiled over at the teen as she watched her push through the pain to grind out three more crunches. “Good! I’m proud of you. Ready for some cool down work?”
“Yes, please.” Bella said, laughing euphorically. After which, the pair stood up to begin some stretching cool down exercise. As she stood, Taylor briefly turned her back, and Bella took the opportunity to take a long look at the sexy singer’s tight little ass. It looked perfect, round but firm in the tiny little gym shorts the master forced them to wear. Seeing that butt, and her long legs disappear inside them just above mid-thigh, she could understand why he had chosen them. She had been taking little opportunities like this to check out her workout partner, whenever they presented themselves, ever since the night Emma had invited her to help seduce Taylor.
Bella had a crush on the leggy pop star even before she came to the compound. Ironically, on the outside she would have never been able to satisfy that fantasy. For one thing Taylor hadn’t been into girls before coming here, but also, she herself hadn’t been a big enough celebrity to have pulled that off, even if she had been. But here, here she had a chance. Hell, she’d already gotten to make out with the gorgeous blonde, she’d even made it to second base. At least she thought sucking on some sweet titties would be considered second base… To be honest, the whole bases thing always confused her. She laughed as her thought process pulled her way off topic, drawing a curious look from Taylor as the pair walked toward the showers to clean up after their intense workout.
“This shower is going to feel so good.” Taylor said, glancing over at her with a lazy grin. “We had a great workout today,” she said, giving Bella a friendly smile. “You did good, Red. I’m proud of you, pushing through the pain like that.” She then put her arm around the other girl’s neck, giving her an affection squeeze, as the pair entered the bathroom. The gesture seemed plutonic to Bella, who smiled back at the former pop diva.
The compound’s restroom reminded Bella very much of those contained in a college dorm. As you enter, there was a row of five sinks along the wall, with mirrors behind them. There was just enough room at a sink for each girl to do their makeup, though all five girls were rarely in here at the same time. A wall separated the sink area from the rest of the bathroom with two open entrances on either side. To the right side of the sink area were the toilets, three stalls in total, and a small bench area where Emma conducted weigh in each day. To the left, were the showers. Four showers, two to a side separated by a single long bench. But, while the toilets had no doors, no doubt so the cameras could keep an eye on them, the showers each had a basic plastic shower curtain to hide them while they bathed.
In the days since that night Emma brought the two of them together, the pair had become close. Not, intimately close, as Bella might have liked, but friendly. For the redhaired teen, that was a good start. Once in the restroom, they both went to the left, and began stripping off their clothes, discarding them on the bench before heading into separate shower stalls.
Bella stepped into the tiled shower stall, and turned on the refreshingly hot water. One of the best things about this place, was the comfortable warmth to everything. The floors were warm, each room was the perfect temperature, and the water in the showers was hot, sometimes almost too hot. There were natural hot springs that ran all through the mountain where the master had built this place that provided it with this special amenity. She poured a healthy dose of liquid soap on to a luffa, and began to wash herself. Closing her eyes, she thought about Taylor showering next to her, how the tall sexy blonde at this moment was likely soaping down her taunt sexy body. So, one hand did the washing, while the other strayed between her legs.
Biting her lip, Bella leaned back against the tiles, letting the warm water wash over her. She moaned softly, arching her back in pleasure as she rubbed her clit. As her pleasure intensified, the luffa fell to the floor, the hand that held it moved up, taking one of her tits and giving it a firm squeeze. While two fingers from her other hand slipped inside, and began to work in and out. Bella was too caught up in the throes of pleasure to notice the wet sloshing sounds her masturbating was making. “Ooooooh Tay” she accidently moaned long and low as an orgasm rocked her body.
She froze in place, her cheeks coloring crimson in embarrassment. There was no doubt Taylor would have heard that. Quickly, Bella shut off the water, and threw open the curtain, hoping to run out before the girl showering next to her could respond. But, there she stood, water dripping from her naked body, hands on her hips, and looking angry. Bella licked her lips, Taylor looked amazing, even with her jaw set in outrage. At a loss for words, all she could do was stand there in awkwardness.
That look of indignation on Taylor’s face lasted only long enough to make Bella think she was really upset. It melted away, replaced by the smoldering gaze of lust. She took a confidant step forward, pushing Bella back into the shower stall by her stomach, and pinning her against the far wall. Taken by surprise, the redhead was helpless, and moved at the older girl’s whim. Once Taylor had her pinned, she reached over and turned back on the shower’s warm flow. Then, she pressed herself against the nubile teen, and kissed her long and deep.
Wrapping her arms around the tall blonde’s neck, and a leg around her slender waist, Bella moaned into Taylor’s mouth. The former pop diva pressed her back against the tiled shower wall, slid her hands down to firmly grip her thighs, and pressed her tongue between the young redhead’s lips, as the warm water rained down on their naked flesh. Their tight firm bodies pressed passionately together, as their tongues moved in and out of each other’s mouths in heated pent up desire. Bella wound her fingers through Taylor’s long blonde hair, running her fingertips sensually over the singer’s scalp. “I’ve thought about this for so long,” she finally managed to say in a breathy gasp between their kissing.
“You did?” Taylor said, pulling back to gaze into Bella’s dark sultry eyes. The young redhead nodded, biting her lip coyly. “Well,” the former pop star went on in a husky voice, “when you imagined this. How did it go?”
Bella giggled like a school girl as mischief glinted in her eyes. “Like this,” she said, pivoting Taylor against the wall, so the hot water from the shower cascaded down her taunt sexy body. She pressed herself tight against the leggy blonde, leaning in as she did to kiss her neck. The nubile teen tantalizingly sucked and kissed Taylor’s neck, and slowly began to work her way down the older girl’s body. Pausing at her puffy pink nipples, Bella sucked each one between her lips, rolling her tongue around their soft smooth surface. She worked them back and forth in her mouth till each had hardened in arousal. Then, slowly, she dropped to her knees, the hot water of the shower rolling from both their bodies. Taylor ran her fingers into Bella’s hair, gripping her head in pleasure.
On her knees, Bella looked up at Taylor. Her eyes were closed, and her back was arched against the tilled shower wall, the former pop diva was breathing in low shallow gasps. Grinning at the effect she was having on her lifelong crush; the sexy redhead leaned in and began to gently kiss Taylor’s inner thighs. The leggy blonde eagerly spread her legs for her teen lover. Bella lifted one of her legs and put it on her shoulder, and moved in to take her first long deep lick through her sex.
Wrapping her arms around Taylor’s waist, Bella took a long deep lick into the singer’s pussy. The blonde moaned low in pleasure, as her lover’s tongue plunged into the depths of her sex. Her tongue ran deep in the folds of Taylor’s perfect, shaven, tight, fuck hole, pressing in vigorously at the end against her little pink clit. Bella rolled her tongue around it, causing the leggy diva to moan in pleasure and grip her head firmly. Wrapping her lips around it, she sucked hard, causing Taylor to begin gently humping at her face.
With her face still buried in Taylor’s twat, Bella laughed, she couldn’t believe this was happening. The pause only lasted a moment though, and the young redhead dove back in with enthusiasm. She began to lick and suck on Taylor’s dripping cunt, and soon her juices began to mix with the hot spring water from the shower. The gorgeous blonde pop star, was now moaning and thrusting her hips forward rapidly in time with Bella’s tongue. Her lover was close, and Bella knew it. She sucked hard on Taylor’s clit, while simultaneously sliding two fingers deep into the singer’s hot dripping fuck sleeve.
Taylor’s grip on the teen’s dark red hair tightened, even as her hips continued thrusting against her face. But, as her fingers slid deep inside her, she came hard. Instead of working with her lover to get her off, Taylor began to buck almost uncontrollably as waves of orgasms rocked her body. She felt her knee begin to buckle, and was glad Bella was supporting her other leg. Feeling the redhead’s grip on her thigh strengthen to support her weight, Taylor lost herself to orgasm. As the teenager’s fingers pumped in and out of her snatch, and her tongue rolled back and forth against her clit, she came, again and again. Her back arched, and she moaned loudly, over and over as each climax shook her body. Somewhere in the back of her mind, she was aware that she was making more than enough noise for the others to potentially hear, but in this moment, as Bella furiously worked her pussy, she could care less.
Eventually, Bella slowed her pace, and Taylor Swift collapsed into her lap, her body still shaking from the effects of multiple orgasms. The young redhead held her close, cradling her lover against her breasts. When she recovered, the former pop diva looked into her eyes. There was something there which Bella couldn’t quite read, there was exhaustion there, no doubt, but there was also more, not quite lust, and not love. Curiosity. Maybe. “What?” Bella inquired, giving her lover a questioning look.
“Nothing.” Taylor said, admiring her new lover, as the warm spring water dripped from her nose and hair, coating her body. She looked amazing. “It’s nothing.” She paused for a moment, trying to process her feelings. What was she feeling? After a moment, seeing her lover still looking confused, Taylor added, “that was amazing, is all. I just can’t even believe it.” With that, she pushed a stray strand of Bella’s dark red hair, stuck to her cheek, aside, and leaned down to kiss her. The younger girl’s lips parted, excepting the sweet gentle lips of her lover. The kiss was long and intimate, not the kiss of passion they shared before, but a kiss between lovers, and promised more to come.
The girls sat, entwined in one another’s arms, as the warm water washed over them, for a long time. Just holding each other, and enjoying the feel of the other in their arms. Taylor rested her head against the Bella’s, while the redhead’s rested hers against her lover’s chest. After a while, Bella whispered, “so… what happens now?”
“What do you mean?” She said, pulling back some to gaze into the teen’s dark fathomless eyes.
Bella squeezed Taylor tight, almost frantically. “I, I don’t want this to just be a one-time thing. I enjoyed my time with Emma, I’ll admit it. I’m sure you did too. But, it’s not her I want to be with…” she said, gazing desperately into the singer’s amazing blue eyes, “it’s you.”
“Oh sweetie,” Taylor responded, giving the teen in her arms a light kiss on the forehead. Bella’s youth, and naivete showed on her face. She didn’t understand how things worked in the real world, or at least how they worked down here, in the world created by the master. She gave the girl a tender smile, trying her best to be reassuring. “This was fun, and I’d love to do it again. But, I, we, we belong to the master.”
Bella might be naïve in her feelings for the former pop diva, but even she could see that far off look in Taylor’s eyes. The look of a person seeing some idealized version of reality, a fantasy that only they can see and believe in. There was no disguising what Taylor was seeing though, she was in love with the master. She could see an almost zealous gleam, a heat that told her, Taylor would do anything he asked of her.
Suddenly, Taylor’s eyes refocused on the girl in her arms, and she smiled. A chill ran down the redhead’s spine as she leaned forward to kiss her softly on the lips. Bella returned it, if only because she was terrified of what might happen had she not. “I’m sure the master would love for you to join us, next time he comes for me. Would you like that?”
Swallowing nervously, Bella nodded, although she felt sick to her stomach. “Uh, sure.” She couldn’t believe it. She had seen the signs with Emma, and to some degree with everyone down here, but this, this was something different. Taylor Swift, she realized, would never leave this place willingly. She was a slave of her own volition.
It was impossible to process how someone like Taylor Swift, a role model she’d looked up to nearly all her life, could be so hopelessly indoctrinated by the master. Bella began to freak out, her mind running wild with dozens of crazy thoughts. She couldn’t help but wonder if, Taylor, and possibly others felt like this, did some part of her feel this way too. Remembering the sexual encounters with the master that weren’t against her will. That night she and Chloe had seduced him, then in the punishment room when they’d fucked the sexy blonde wildcat from both ends… It occurred to her, now entwinned in Taylor’s arms that she’d enjoyed those moments with the master. But, there was also that first night, when he’d tased her, and raped her. And, she’d never forget those days in the punishment room, being endlessly raped for days on end. All to satisfy his need for control his need for power… How could she or anyone feel anything but loathing for the master, but she did. Bella realized, like Taylor, she did feel something for him. Her feelings might not be as powerful as Taylor’s, but, they were there.
Taylor must have noticed the wide-ranging emotions flashing across her face, because she gave her a worried look. “Is everything alright?” she said, stroking her cheek.
“It, It’s fine.” But, Bella felt a need to get up, she needed to breathe. She hastily unentwined herself, and stood up. Taylor looked surprised, and a little hurt at the expediency with which she disentangled herself. “I, I just need…” Bella felt bile rise in her throat as she pulled the shower curtain aside, and stepping out onto the floor. She hurriedly gathered up her clothes, doing her best not to empty her stomach, “…some air. I’ll talk to you soon.” And with that, Bella fled, naked and dripping to her room. Drawing a curious, if not entirely surprised look from Margot Robbie, who was making tea in the kitchen, as she ran through the main dorm and into her room.
***
“Bitches be crazy, huh?” Margot muttered, looking down at her tea as she poured into it a single drop of honey.
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