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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.
Author Note: Hello readers, please visit the Billion Dollar Harem thread on this sites forum. You can do so by following this URL: http://www2.adult-fanfiction.org/forum/topic/64346-billion-dollar-harem/ Thanks, I look forward to hearing from you, Mal.
Story Codes: 3Plus, oral, anal, BDSM, DP, MDom, FDom, HJ, Humil, Rape, SandM, Tort, Ms, Toys, Violence
Day 25:
The Master told her to take the captain of his guards with her, when she talked to Margot Robbie, just in case her former lover decided to cause trouble. Emma Watson, wasn’t sure she’d need his help, but the situation gave her the perfect opportunity to test the limits of her power, and maybe have a little fun along the way.
She met Ulu just outside the door to Alex’s quarters, and walked beside him towards the main dorm. The captain was at least a foot taller than her, probably a bit more, she felt tiny and insignificant next to him. His skin was dark like coal, his uniform consisted of cargo pants, a long-sleeved security guard style shirt, both neatly pressed, a thick leather belt, and combat boots, all in black. But, as small as she felt, she knew her value, knew that her master would likely value her life over his so, she decided to take a gambit. “I have a proposition for you,” she whispered. “Is there somewhere we can talk, without being seen or heard?”
Ulu was stoic, he didn’t even glance sideways at her. He merely spoke in an even keeled, matter of fact manner, “I do not bargain with slaves.”
“I am no slave,” she hissed back. “I am the mistress of this harem, and one way or another, you’re going to listen. The only question is, how easy will our conversation be to cover up, or how many questions will your boss have to ask to discover the truth, and most importantly, are you willing to miss out on what I have to offer?”
The huge African paused, turned to face the almost comically smaller girl before him. There was no hint of emotion on his face, it was stable and completely unreadable, he must rule at poker, she thought. “Very well, Ms. Watson,” he said in the same bland even voice. “I will hear what you have to say. But know that there is very little chance this doesn’t end with you face down on a mat in the punishment room, my big black dick filling your insides.”
Emma swallowed nervously, hoping desperately that she hadn’t just made a huge mistake, and struggling to keep her face just as calm and dispassionate as the man before her. “Where can we talk then?”Ulu led her into one of this hallway’s storage rooms. “There is a dead zone for the camera in this room, here in the corner. It won’t be able to see or hear us, as long as we keep to this area, and keep our voices down.” With that, he folded his massive arms across his chest and looked down at her with dark impassive eyes, and waited for her to speak.
Emma shifted for a moment, nervous under the penetrating gaze of the guard captain. “Alright. First, don’t worry. My idea doesn’t involve escape or betraying your boss…” She was hoping that news would lighten Ulu’s stony face, but if anything, he now gazed on her with even more suspicion. “I want to throw Margot, Ms. Robbie, in the punishment room.”
He didn’t flinch, or even seem to react to her idea, just spoke in the same quiet emotionless tone. “So, you are the level 5. It is your job to punish rule breakers. What do you need me for?”
“Well, you see, she didn’t exactly break any rules.”
“I see. She hurt you, now you want to hurt her.”
Nodding her head, Emma explained to him the three choices Alex had given Margot earlier tonight, along with how the normally sweet, innocent, Aussie had come to be in trouble in the first place, and why the master had offered her choices rather than simply punishing her. “I want to take away her choice. Throw her in the punishment room for what she did to me.” Her face had become hard, and just as emotionless as the man in front of her. “She needs to learn punishment.”
“Again, I don’t see why you need me? And, I don’t see what’s in it for me?”
“The master gave her a choice,” she said, crossing her arms over her chest, and with a cruel edge to her voice. “If she goes to him after spending the day in the punishment room and tells him I threw her in there against her will, there will be video evidence to support her claim. I want you to make sure there isn’t any. Maybe there was a short in the camera, or the data file from her room became corrupted somehow… whatever. I just don’t want your boss to have proof I robbed Margot of her choice. As to what’s in it for you, I would think that obvious. You and your men get to spend the day with a helpless Margot Robbie, doing whatever you want, in any way you want.”
“And,” he spoke, an amused menace in his voice, “what about the video of us coming in here to speak without being overheard? One such accident is perhaps plausible, but two, on the same night… There is no way the boss would believe that.”
“I thought of that too,” she said with a grin. “Just don’t show him. I mean, there must be countless hours, thousands of hours or boring blank footage, us just walking around or empty hallways. There is no way it can all be checked…”
“You’d be surprised…”
Either way, I’m sure the master isn’t the one checking. If you don’t tell him there’s no way he finds out.”
For the first time since she brought this up, Ulu seemed to be considering. “Maybe. But, what if the boss believes Ms. Robbie, and does some digging on his own. That would very likely result in his finding the footage of us colluding here. What then, Ms. Watson?”
Emma pursed her lips, she hadn’t considered that Alex might dig into Margot’s potential claim himself. That didn’t mean this couldn’t still work… It just meant if he found out things wouldn’t go well for her. “Lie. Throw me under the bus. Tell him I told you Margot was breaking the rules in our little meeting here. Tell him that I was obviously misleading you. Tell him the short in the camera was real, with the footage gone, there is no proof to show otherwise. Only that there was a confrontation between Margot and I in her room. Tell him you believed me because I outrank her, simple. You get your payment, and I get what I want, the footage gone.
For a long moment, Ulu stood considering her, his face a mask. Finally, he spoke: “very well, Ms. Watson. I think your plan will work. I agree.” He held out his massive hand, for her to shake. Their hands met in a brief consolidation of the agreement. Then, Ulu said with the first hint of emotion on his face, a very slight grin. “But, this doesn’t mean you might not still end up on that mat, with me inside you.”
“Perhaps,” Emma said, her voice turning icy cold. “Just know if you betray me, I will tell the master everything we spoke on. And while he might not believe me, I guarantee what I tell him will incite significant doubt in you…”
They locked gazes, Emma could tell Ulu was sizing her up. She stood tall, fighting not to flinch in the face of the huge brutish man sneering down at her. Knowing that any weakness now would certainly doom her to the exact fate he threatened her with. After a long moment, he simply nodded. “Let’s go. We have work to do.”
As he led her out, Emma breathed a silent sigh of relief. She had passed his test. He was going to help her. More importantly, she learned something about the captain of the guards. He was not beyond reproach. He was not infallible. He could be bought, for the right price and a reasonable assurance of success. She smiled at his back, filing away this significant piece of knowledge, and the pair made their way to Margot’s bedroom.
Day 26:
It was very early in the morning, just after midnight. Emma followed behind Ulu, as he led her former lover by the arm towards the punishment room. She had told her master that she was going to move into her new room tonight, but that had been a lie. In truth, she was not done helping break in the harem’s newest member, Felicity Jones, and while she was at it, planned to humiliate and abuse a certain blonde Aussie who’d broken her heart.
The door opened to the wet tell-tale sounds of flesh slapping against flesh. Margot halted in her tracks when she saw what was happening to Felicity, and had to be dragged by her arm further into the room. Emma didn’t even balk, she merely followed her former lover’s gaze, then smiled warmly at her, and stroked her arm in mock sympathy.
Ms. Jones was strapped into the horse. Thando, the largest of Alex’s men, stood behind her, gripping her hips hard enough to leave dark red hand prints, and slamming his huge black dick in and out of her cunt. She was grunting and sobbing, as best she could with a second cock in her throat. Tears streamed her cheeks as she rocked back and forth in her restraints. It was clear this was not the first time the men standing at either end of her had raped her. Her ass was covered in black and blue hand prints, and cum from two or three previous orgasms ran down her legs in pale gooey trails. It dripped from around her knees, and formed a small puddle at her feet.
On the other side, Zeru, stood in what looked like an ever-expanding puddle of puke, thrusting vigorously into Felicity’s protesting throat. Ulu yanked Margot across the floor, pulling her toward the mattress near the head of the horse. They crossed in front of the action, and the dark haired Brit retched yet again, as the gangly African continued to thrust his impressive member deep into her throat. He laughed as the vomit seeped out around his dick. It clung to his crotch and stomach, and slowly dripped to the floor. He didn’t even pause in fucking her gorgeous face, just spoke mirthfully, “this bitch has a serious gagging problem.” Slapping her face mid stroke, as saliva and thick strands of puke connected his pelvis to her lips, he said, “I guess I’ll have to fuck the problem out of her.” In response, or maybe just because of her situation, Felicity wailed another muffled sob, gagging audibly as his dick again pierced her lips. Zeru looked up, noticing them for the first time, and took the sides of her face in either hand, urgently quickening his pace.
As, Ulu tossed Margot down on the mattress, Zeru came with a loud groan, blowing his hot sticky load down her throat. Margot, looked terrified, and despite how she felt toward Emma, she turned to her and begged. “Please. I’m sorry. Why are you doing this to me, to her? Isn’t this,” she gestured to Felicity, “the very thing you always talked about stopping?” Her voice shook with emotion, and tears formed in her eyes at the rough treatment she was witnessing.
“It is,” Emma whispered, leaning down next to her. “But, what you fail to realize, is that to stop the rapes, you must first learn to follow the rules. To truly follow the rules, without duplicity, you must learn why it’s better to obey, and that is best learnt by witnessing firsthand what happens when you don’t.”
They both turned, as Zeru pulled his dick from the captive Brit’s throat, lightly stepping away as Felicity’s bouncing head again released a torrent of vomit. Thick cum puke dribbled from her chin as her head heaved back and forth in the restraints. She cast a tired, humiliated gaze on the room’s newcomers, as Thando grunted in ecstasy. He filled her battered cunt for the third or fourth time tonight, and held himself inside her. Giving her ass a healthy whack with the palm of his hand, he pressed his hips forward, pushing his softening member in as far as it would go, before slowly retracting it. Thick slimy cum flowed from inside her. It trailed down her thighs following the previous tracks to a puddle on the floor. Felicity’s head hung in exhaustion, and her quiet sobbing echoed around the room as the two men stepped away from her, and approached Emma, Margot and Ulu.
Thando moved in silence, a towering giant, even when compared to the other guards. He eyed the two women curiously, before turning a questioning gaze to his captain. Zeru on the other hand, walked like a stalking tiger. No, the lanky African, was more like a grinning hyena. He looked from Margot to Emma, and asked with a laugh. “These bitches up for grabs too, boss?”
Before Ulu could answer for her, Emma took a step forward, and spoke with righteous authority. “Touch me, and it’ll be you strapped into that thing.”
Her outburst didn’t faze Thando, he kept his gaze on the captain. It was clear to Emma, one word from him, and she would suffer the same fate as Felicity and Margot, and the big man wouldn’t give it a second thought. Zeru, however, paused in his gait, a wide toothy grin spread across his face. He looked from Emma, to Ulu and back, saying: “this bitch serious?”
“I’d listen to her.” Ulu said simply.
“Ok, then,” Zeru said, straightening up and trying to appear more serious, “what’s she here for then?”
“Why don’t you ask her?”
The assembled men all turned to look at the petite brunette standing before them, the hyena asking, “ok. What’s going on then, Princess Gryffindor?”
Emma folded her arms over her chest, marginally relaxing her imperious stance. “First, you’ll address me as Ms. Watson. I am in charge in the master’s harem now. As such, I have the full authority to administer punishments on its occupants as I see fit.” She took a few steps, moving between Thando and Zeru as she did, and coming to a stop in front of Felicity Jones. The other Brit’s head hung limp as she was barely conscious. Emma gripped her dark hair in a bandaged hand and lifted her head to look her in the eye. The last remnants of Zeru’s orgasm, and her own vomit, clung to her chin. Her eyes were weak and bloodshot, her cheeks were streaked with cum and tears, her mouth was still being held open by the ring gag, and she appeared severely dehydrated. Clearly, she had lost all the fight and fire from earlier. Emma leaned close to her ear and whispered, “its barely been two hours. Bella Thorne spent three days in your position. Tell me, are you ready to leave yet? To fit in and behave. To follow the rules as we all must?”
Felicity, in a haze of exhaustion, gave Emma a pleading look and a nod of her head. “MMhhhmmmh,” she mumbled in incoherent accent.
Emma released her grip, and Felicity’s head dropped, to again hang limp from the opening of the stockade. She then turned to again face the guards. “First, strip Margot, and restrain her, while one of you cleans up Felicity. Then get her some food and water, do you want her to die for fuck’s sake? Once she’s clean, fed and hydrated, you,” she pointed at Zeru, “go upstairs and trade out with Ukuza,” she turned to Thando, “and you, drink something, take a breather, and get ready for some more action.” As she spoke, her eyes traveled down his huge, muscular, seven-foot frame then back up to the massive tree trunk swinging between his legs. “Ok, stud?”
Thando, nodded after looking to Ulu. “Yes, boss.” He barely acknowledged the look Emma had given him. Once he had confirmation of his duties, he went to a supply cabinet to rehydrate, eat something, and sit down while Emma got the girls ready.
As Zeru approached Felicity to begin the tasks he was given, Emma and Ulu looked down at Margot. The pretty blonde was in a daze, staring off blankly, perhaps in shock from seeing first-hand how captives in the punishment room are treated. Either way, she jumped in surprise, kicking and screaming as Ulu suddenly drug her across the floor by her hair. They stopped at a pair of manacles hanging from the ceiling. Where he snapped her wrists in, and hauled her off the ground till only her tip toes touched the floor. He stood behind her, and reaching up, yanked off all her clothes. Her tee-shirt ripped as he pulled it, in one swift motion down her chest, where it then fell to the floor. She wore no bra, but her shorts and thong quickly followed, leaving her hanging, naked and ashamed.
“Tsk, tsk,” Emma said inspecting her pussy from just out of kicking distance. “Looks like you haven’t shaved in a few days.” While it was by no means furry, her labia and crotch did have the stubble of a few days missed shaving. “Can we restrain her legs, and give her a shave while we wait?
Ulu only nodded, and fetched additional manacles from the security cabinet, which he secured to each ankle before attaching them to nearby metal rings in the floor. When he pulled the them taunt, it pulled Margot’s legs off the ground, and she resembled a giant X hanging from the ceiling. This put a lot of additional pressure on her wrists and arms, which resulted in further sobs of pain and humiliation.
Emma approached, while Ulu fetched a shaving kit. She smiled up at her former lover as she lightly stroked the lips of her pussy. “You used to like this, remember?” She then crouched, and ran her tongue deep into the folds of her labia. Licking and sucking on her clit, Emma looked up, watching as Margot’s face changed back and forth between disgusted and ashamed to contorted and panting softly in pleasure. She pulled away, standing up and accepting the kit from Ulu when he returned. However, before returning to crotch level to shave her, Emma stretched up, kissing Margot lightly on the lips. “Don’t worry,” she whispered, “it won’t hurt, I’ll be gentle as a lover’s touch.” The jib caused Margot to again whimper in shame and despair, and Emma lowered herself, and began to shave every square inch of Margot’s most intimate areas.
She worked slowly, so Thando and Felicity could recoup, but also, to heighten Margot’s shame. Elating in her tears, as they leaked from her eyes, and trailed down her cheeks. Delighting in her former lover’s whimpers with each scrape of the razor, or delicate touch upon her sex, and soon, she was clean as a new born babe. Emma admired her work, stroking softly the delicate folds of the blonde’s labia. “That’s better,” she whispered, pressing her thumb firmly against her clit as she rubbed her warm, wet opening.
Despite herself, Margot began to pant softly, even releasing a soft moan of pleasure as Emma dipped two fingers into her, and switched from rubbing to licking her little pink nub. “Please,” she sobbed, “let me go, before you do something you’ll regret.” She gasped suddenly, interrupting her pleads of mercy, as Emma pushed a third digit into her. The cruel, sadistic display of power continued, as Emma ran her tongue across Margot’s taint, and playfully plunged it into her beckoning anus. It took the Aussie a moment or two to recover, as the sexy Brit worked her two holes with expert precision. But, when she could speak, she it was in halting gasps of pleasure. “Let, let me go, and, and, maybe we can talk about, about getting back together.”
Emma hurriedly stood upon hearing this, rising to stand before the gorgeous blonde. She slid her arms around her nude body, pressing hers tightly against Margot’s nubile frame. Rising to her tip toes, she looked her in the eye, those amazing green eyes. “Kiss me,” she said softly, and without waiting for a response leaned forward to plant one on her plump lips. Margot’s mouth opened in a contented sigh, and Emma’s tongue gently forced its way in. The sensual blonde eagerly accepted it, sucking it gently as it pressed in and out of her lips. Emma pulled away breathless, a small strand of saliva proof of the kiss’s deep intimacy. It snapped, as she lowered back to her feet. Then, taking a few steps around her, she looked to Ulu and said: “lower her down.”
The big African captain did as instructed, lowering the chains which suspended Margot from the ceiling. She wobbled when her feet touched down, collapsing into Emma’s arms. “I got you,” she said, lowering her onto the floor. They laid there, mistress and slave in chains, as the former stroked the latter’s hair. It was deception though, Emma looked up from her placating to nod at Ulu.
He pulled tight the chains on her legs, spreading them wide, then yanked back hard on her hair, stretching her, spread eagle into a kneeling position. Emma slid back, as Ulu then wrapped a thick leather collar around her neck. “You see, I think you were lying to me to get what you wanted.” Margot fought and again began to sob and cry, and Emma went on. “I believe in your current state, you’d say anything, maybe even do anything to escape punishment. Did you hear nothing I’ve said? You, me, we all need, need to be punished. It’s the only way we can learn to behave.”
As Emma spoke, Margot fought what the big African was doing to her. But, her struggles didn’t last long, restraint, defeat, it was all an inevitability. Ulu attached the collar to yet another ring in the floor, tightening it just enough, that when he again raised the chain connected to her arms, it held her, virtually immobile in a kneeling position. Margot’s arms where suspended, behind her back to the ceiling, her feet splayed out in a V behind her, again held in place with chains, finally, her neck was held in place by a chain stretched out in front of her. It was the perfect position to grant full access to all of her, and she’d be powerless to stop them. To top it off, Ulu approached with a ring gag, which after a bitter struggle and a few slaps to the face, he forced into her mouth.
After Margot was secured, weeping and shaking, Emma went to the security cabinet. She withdrew from it, the pvc pipe with the restraints at either end, some duct tape, a few long lengths of leather strap, a tube of lube, and just for fun, two long, thick double ended dildos. She held them out so Margot could see them. “You remember that night we used one of these… mmmhhh, that was a fun night huh?” She ignored the blonde’s ensuing cries of pain and shame, as she approached, the freshly cleaned Felicity Jones from behind.
She placed the gathered articles on the floor, and ran a soft hand over her bruised bottom, leaning in to place a gentle kiss upon one of her blacked cheeks. “Poor thing.” Emma leaned around her to look into her tired, but still gorgeous green eyes. “You’re about ready to get out of here, I’d imagine.” Felicity nodded, as her mouth was still wedged open. “But, you did bite me, and you forced the master to treat you quite a bit more roughly than he wanted. So, I think you’re not done just yet.” Felicity tried to speak, but it came out in a throaty garble. Emma shrugged, and retreated behind her.
Taking up the pvc pipe first, she hooked each of Felicity’s ankles into the leather restraints. Then, she beckoned Ulu closer, “when I open the stockade, secure her arms behind her back.” Nodding his accent, Emma pulled the pin which held it in place, and threw off the top piece allowing Felicity to potentially get free. However, even after just a few hours pinned into the horse, the dark-haired Brit could barely move or struggle, and Ulu easily held her arms as Emma again duct taped her wrists together. She then undid the straps binding her legs to the horse, and motioned Ulu to follow with the sexy captive in tow. After snatching up the rest of her toys, Emma led the guard captain over to where Margot knelt on the floor.
First, she positioned Felicity’s legs past Margot’s, so that their butts nearly touched. Then, using the leather straps she tightly bound Felicity’s writs to the chain which pulled Margot’s toward the ceiling. “Hold her down,” she instructed Ulu. He reached down, grabbed a handful of her raven hair, and pulled her down and away so her arms wrenched painfully behind her, and her face pressed into the cold stone floor. She whimpered as she saw Emma take up the dildos and lube them up. The first long thick plastic phallus Emma worked into Felicity’s well abused twat, then she forced the other end into Margot. The second dildo, went, after a fair bit of work, into either girl’s relatively unused tight pink asshole. Effectively filling both of their holes with a hard cock capable of lasting indefinitely.
As the captives struggled with a whole new level of uncomfortability, Emma looked around the room, pleased with her work. Ulu stood near her, his face ever the unreadable mask. Thando sat on a chair with a grin on his face, and an empty granola wrapper and water bottle at his feet. Ukuza stood at his shoulder, watching in obvious surprise and awe at the set-up Emma had given them to work with. “Gentlemen,” Emma spoke looking at each guard in turn, “their mouths need some punishment. Have at it.”
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Thando allowed the two men who had yet to have a chance at some celebrity twat today to have the first turn. He sat watching in amazement, as Ulu dropped his pants, and stepped up to Margot. Ukuza approached Felicity, similarly after removing his clothes. Ulu gave Margot a hard slap to the face, which caused the bound Aussie to cry out in pain and for tears to roll down her face. “Nothin I like more than putting a rich white bitch in her place.” With that, he eased his semi flaccid dick between the ring gag. Ukuza, didn’t make as much of a show of it, he simply approached the prone body of Felicity, knelt near her face, grabbed a handful of her dark hair and lowered her mouth around his impressive cock.
He was so busy watching his comrades begin their defilement of the captive celebs, he didn’t notice Emma Watson approach. “This has to be, by far, the biggest fucking dick I’ve ever seen.” The slender sexy brunette knelt in front of him, and before he knew what was happening she took his prick in her grasp and began to work her hands up and down the shaft. He took a deep breath of surprise and pleasure, as the sultry brown eyed Brit lowered her head and wrapped her lips around the thick meaty head of his massive black fuck-stick. She rolled her tongue around it, sucking it hard between her lips, as her hands worked up and down in smooth alacrity. He sighed, leaning back in the chair, watching as Ulu and Ukuza began to face fuck their celebrity prisoners.
It didn’t take long for a hefty amount of drool to form in Emma’s mouth. She let it leak from the sides of her lips. The viscous white saliva flowed down his shaft, providing lube as her hands continued to stroke. Soon, Emma was sucking for all she was worth, sliding her lips up and down, rolling her tongue back and forth along the underside, taking as much of his huge shaft into her slender throat as possible, and all the while, her hands slid up and down his rod. He groaned, taking her head in hand, and gently pulled him off his now rock-solid cock. “This is amazing” he said, looking her in the eye, “but if you keep it up, I’m gonna blow my load and won’t be no good to your friends,” he said motioning to Felicity and Margot.
She turned to look over her shoulder. Ulu was slamming his hips hard into Margot’s face, who despite having no gag reflex, was groaning in pain each time his pelvis collided with her nose. Ukuza likewise was thrusting into Felicity’s mouth, though he seemed to be going easier, as it looked like he was only forcing about half his length into her face. What he was doing must have been working, because she had yet to gag and vomit. However nice he was being though; their urgent thrusting was having a second sinister effect. Each time they pushed forward, the ladies between them would be forced together. Their asses shoved together by the guards carnal motions, effectively cramming the two double headed dildos deep inside both of their holes.
As they watched, Ukuza increased his pace, gripping Felicity’s dark hair, and forcing more of his thick meat into her objecting throat. The two girls’ asses were now slapping together audibly with each of the men’s thrusts. The vision was amazing, Emma and Thando watched, with each push, as the two thick purple dildos disappeared between the bouncing butts of Felicity Jones and Margot Robbie. A wet slapping sound filled the room as their holes sloshed around the dildos, and an ugly groaning and gagging could be heard as huge black cock filled their throats. Ukuza grunted in pleasure as Felicity gagged violently around the massive intruder violating her throat. Vomit expelled from her nose and around his cock, splashing her in the face, and covering the huge African guard’s waist in a sticky yellow liquid. He never stopped his cruel face-fucking though, and soon tendrils of puke and saliva hung between her face and his pelvis.
“I didn’t keep you here for them,” Emma whispered, turning back to him, and taking a long seductive lick from his balls up to the tip. “You’re here for me, if that’s ok?” Without waiting for an answer, she again wrapped her lips around him and continued working his cock like an expert. Shifting his gaze between the impressive show of Margot and Felicity getting face fucked onto the huge dildos crammed into them, down to Emma, as she was slurping and swallowing more than half of his massive black cock, all Thando could do was grip the chair, groan in pleasure, and concentrate on not blowing his load right away. This went on for several minutes, Emma was now low on her knees looking up at him as she sucked one of his balls into her mouth. She rolled her tongue around it, giving him a very convincing fuck me look, as her hands worked up and down his spit covered shaft.
Suddenly, Emma stood up, granting him a moment to catch his breath. She pulled her shirt off, undid her bra, and tossed both to the floor. She grinned at him, it was sexy as fuck, and Thando felt his dick twitch in anticipation. As she pulled her shorts and panties down, she looked over her shoulder and said, “I think you guys should switch it up. After all, you wouldn’t want to show too much favoritism.” Then, she looked back down at him, and despite himself, Thando swallowed. He hadn’t been this turned on in a long time. She pushed him back in the chair, turned her back, and sat in his lap. They watched the show together, Emma pressing her lean sexy back against his chest, and gliding her pussy lips back and forth on his shaft, as Ulu and Ukuza walked in a slow circle toward the opposite girl.
Ulu laughed, as he grabbed two thick handfuls of Felicity’s hair, and rammed nearly his entire cock deep into her throat. The dark-haired Brit immediately made a sickening gurgle, her eyes rolling back in her head. Her ass pressed fully against Margot’s, plunging the two dildos deep into both girls. The tears flowed down her cheeks as Ulu held his length inside her, he held himself there, till finally she choked and puked. Again, it dripped from her nose, and leaked from the sides of her mouth. “Damn. That’s hot,” he said as he began to ruthlessly fuck her face hard and fast.
Ukuza too, grabbed a handful of hair, his grip holding Margot firm as Ulu pushed Felicity against the Aussie’s thick ass, ensuring the dildos had nowhere to go but in. He laughed, as the Brit vomited, then he rubbed his slimy vomit covered manhood across Margot’s lips, cheeks and chin. The humiliating act caused her to sob and cry out as fresh tears came to her eyes. Then he too thrust his dick into her mouth. He gripped her hair with both hands, and spurred on by her lack of a gag reflex, began to fuck her face like it was the worn out saggy twat of some tired old whore. “Taste good?” he said with a laugh.
“That turning you on?” Emma sighed, holding his dick in one hand and sliding her sopping wet lips up and down his pulsing, twitching shaft. The other arm slid around his neck to help her balance on his lap.
Wrapping his massive arms around her waist, and cupping her small perky boobs, Thando gave them a firm but gentle squeeze, and nodded his head in accent. That seemed a good enough answer for Emma, because she rose enough to slip him inside her. It was probably only because of all the fucking she’d been doing since coming here that it fit at all. She was tight, and it took her a bit of effort to slide more than half way down. They watched the show in front of them, and with one hand on his waist, and the other around his neck, Emma fucking Watson began to slowly bounce, of her own volition, on his cock.
Thando restrained himself enough not to thrust upward, knowing it would take her sometime before she could comfortably accommodate his entire massive prick. He took a moment as she worked to admire her slender sexy back, the curve of her ass, and the feeling of her little tits as he held them firmly in hand. He grinned, as he watched her, and gazed in awe as his mates fucked the ever-loving shit out of Felicity and Margot’s faces, as they forced the captives to fuck themselves onto a pair of massive purple dildos. Emma too was really getting off on the show, her cunt was twitching and gripping his cock like it had never had anything in it ever before. Soon, she leaned back against him, watched the show, and slid herself fully all the way down onto is huge meaty fuck-stick. Then, groaning in pleasure, Emma began to fuck herself. Bouncing, slowly at first, she then gained speed, as she went up and down on it. It was a simply amazing feeling, damn near indescribable.
Licking her lips, Emma looked back at him, her brown eyes were alight with lust, “fuck this is amazing,” she sighed, gaining momentum as she took him in, up and down. “I want to cum with them,” she said, looking back at Ulu and Ukuza.
Thando said nothing, he just took her hips in hand, and lifted her weight easily, before slamming himself deep, all the way inside. In the urgent thrusting, he felt himself collide with her cervix. She groaned in pain, but bucked against him in sweaty pleasure. “Harder you fucking pussy.” She said, gripping the back of his head in lusty need.
Laughing, Thando said, “you want it, you got it.” He lifted her effortlessly, kicking the chair away, and walking toward Ulu and Margot. Holding himself inside her, he lowered her down into a kneeling position. Then, he grabbed a handful of her hair, and pushed her forward, mashing her face against Margot’s. His other hand gripped her waist firmly, and Thando began to slam in and out of her in urgent, brutal efficiency. With each deep, vicious thrust, he felt himself rock against her cervix. Emma moaned in ecstasy, kissing Margot as best she could around Ulu’s thrusting cock. Her tongue flecked out, lashing around the guard captain’s dark meaty shaft and darting into the blonde Aussie’s mouth with the slightest opportunity. Margot was sobbing in shame, but Ulu was loving it. He grunted, and pulled out, only to throw himself into Emma’s hungry mouth. The guard captain then began to alternate, pulling past one needy pair of lips only to push his way into reluctant ones.
Ulu went back and forth in several deep thrusts, all the while, Thando was stretching Emma’s pussy to the limits. The huge guard looked down in amazement as Emma’s tight twat expanded and accepted his massive dick, and with each thrust she groaned like a whore as he bottomed out against her cervix.
It didn’t take long of this, before Ulu was ready to blow. After a bit more back and forth, he yanked his dick free, and began to furiously wank it. Thando didn’t let up either, he wanted to give Emma what she wanted, which was to cum with them. He popped his thumb into his mouth, and after a moment spent wetting it, thrust it, unceremoniously into the bouncing Brit’s tight little anus. Emma’s head flew backwards in a loud moaning scream, just as Ulu’s hot thick cum sprayed her and Margot’s faces. The slutty brunette, shuddered uncontrollably, her whole body shook as she continued fucking herself. While rope after rope of sticky white liquid hit the pair of celebs in the face. Emma moaned and pressed herself back on Thando, who likewise exploded deep inside her of tight twitching twat.
On the other side, Ukuza was spurred on by watching the four of them, and hearing Emma say she wanted them to all cum together made his dick spasm. He watched closely, ignoring Felicity’s protesting groans, and ugly gurgling as his cock pressed past her tonsils. As Ulu pulled away, yanking on his meat, he thrust in and out rapidly. He felt Felicity’s throat contract violently around the invader. Then, as thick ropy cum hit Margot and Emma in the face, he blew his own gooey load, in a savage explosion, firing his own ropes past the gagging Brit’s tonsils. Ukuza held himself inside of her, gently rocking his hips ever so slightly back and forth, until she again expelled the contents of her stomach. He pulled out, watching as Emma Watson sucked the last vestments of jizz from his captain’s dick. Then he scooped up a big handful of floor vomit, and smeared it all over Felicity’s tear stained face.
Emma, having sucked out all the cum Ulu had to offer, leaned over, still holding Thando inside her, and kissed the contents of her mouth into Margot. She cooed, as the kiss deepened, then pushed her eager tongue past the ring gag, forcing all the cum in her mouth into Margot’s. She pulled back, thin tendrils of cum connecting their lips and whispered, “Swallow it.”
The hesitant blonde did as she was told, having little choice. She gagged slightly, as the vicious liquid slid down her throat, forcing tears to again slip from her eyes.
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After watching her former lover reluctantly consume the cum, Emma grinned and kissed her again. When she pulled away, she said, “ready for more?” Then slowly, she pulled herself off Thando, who was now softening inside her. She held her hand close to her opening, to catch as much leakage as possible, and when he was free, pressed it tight, holding his load inside. Emma sat back on her ass, her legs spread wide, holding Thando’s orgasm in her pussy. Then, slowly, she began to feed Margot all the pale, warm cum from inside.
The blonde Aussie wailed and cried as Emma forced her jizz covered fingers between her lips, over and over, each time pulling them away clean. Tears of rage and humiliation rolled down her cheeks, and she swayed and struggled against her bonds. But Ulu, who was standing over them, watching closely, intervened, grabbing a handful of hair and said, “hold still, whore.” She quit her struggle, but her eyes still spoke of the fervor within, even as they released more tears. When she was done emptying her twat, Emma clasped her hand over Margot’s lips, again forcing her to swallow down a mouthful of spunk.
As she stood, Emma noticed the guards in the room looking on her in new found respect. She felt powerful, and righteous, sure in the fact that punishment was the only way to rule the master’s harem. Looking to Ulu, as she pulled on her clothes she said, “make sure each of your men gets as much time as possible with Margot and Felicity. They’ll be released tomorrow, and I’d hate for them to leave without having a turn with each of you.” She then turned to leave, as Ulu and the others returned their attention to the remaining occupants. But, as she reached the door, a thought occurred to her. “Might I suggest,” she said looking to Ulu, “you guys start by turning Felicity to face Margot, and moving the dildo from their asses into their mouths.”
The door closed behind her as the men inside laughed. She could picture the revulsion and fear on Margot’s face as that filthy piece of plastic pierced her lips, and was eventually forced between her and Felicity in much the same way as it had when they were faced away from one another, only this time they would taste it as well as feel it. Felicity might even vomit all over her former lover, spewing cum, bile and tiny pieces of freshly fallen shit, in an explosive blast to the face.
She went to her old room, and gathered up the few belongings in need of transport. Among those was Toy, who was asleep on the foot of her bed. The nubile, naked teenaged slave girl woke as she attached her leash. “Come along, bitch, we’ve got a new room.” Then she retreated to her new room in the VIP wing of the complex, leading a confused but obedient Chloe Moretz like a dog. Tired beyond belief, having been up now for nearly twenty-four hours, Emma barely noticed the opulent lounge, or even the fine trimmings of her new suite. She took a quick shower, then flopped onto the large queen-sized mattress, where Toy now lay like a good little slave, and fell into a deep sleep. Her dreams were filled with the decadence of the rape and humiliation being forced onto the woman she’d once loved, and the hapless victim of Alex’s latest conquest. A small drowsy smile spread on Emma’s sleeping face. Her plans had all worked out. She’d won. Or so she thought.
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