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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.

Chapter List
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- 44
- 45
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.

Story Codes: MFF FF oral anal rim Con-to-NC rape

Day 44 (10:30 p.m.)
It had been a very long day. When the show was over, the master carried a sleeping Taylor Swift back to her room and left her there with his harem mistress. After he left, Emma curled up next to the blonde and held her in her arms while she slept. Eventually, the Brit also fell asleep, for it had been an exhausting day for her as well.
When they woke, it was just past curfew. Both were starving and in need of the toilet. They laughed as Emma opened the cell door and headed to the restroom hand in hand. Once she was relieved, Emma washed her hands and leaned against the counter. She licked her lips, watching as the leggy blonde rounded the corner to do the same. Taylor didn’t have make up on, most of it had evaporated during the show. But she was still looking sexy as she washed her face and used a towel to dry her hands.
Emma used the distraction to slide up behind her. She wrapped her arms around the singer’s waist and pressed her lips to her ear. Taylor sighed and leaned back against the Brit’s chest. “Did you have fun today?” Emma whispered, before gently kissing the back of the blonde’s slender neck.
“Mmmmhhhmmm,” Taylor moaned softly, in answer. She turned in Emma’s arms, pulled the Brit close, and leaned back against the wall. It felt good to hold her, to have a friend again. She was worried about being a social pariah after the events of the past few days. But, as good as it felt to hold Emma in her arms, that feeling paled compared to being free of the chastity belt and to finally be allowed to orgasm again. “Today was great,” she said, in answer. “But, if I’m being honest, I’m hoping its not over just yet…”
Without her heels, the Brit was just a little shorter than Taylor. The singer slid her hands down Emma’s back and firmly grabbed her ass. She smiled, pulled her fully against her chest and gazed down into her smoldering brown eyes. She licked her lips, trying to entice the younger woman to kiss her. Emma didn’t disappoint. She rose up on her tip toes, leaned in, and the two women shared a deep, tender kiss, both smiling when it broke. After the events of today, it felt like a new and special bond had formed between them.
For Emma, she hoped to have found a new friend. She still wanted to be with Cara romantically, but her job was also to look out for the other women of the harem. Now, she felt she could be there for Taylor. For Taylor, she had found another figure of authority. Someone whom it felt so terribly good to be subservient to. She wanted, needed to please Emma at this point and would do almost anything to bring back the same feeling of being dominated that she felt during the show.
They stared into each other’s eyes for a long moment after the kiss. Eventually Taylor, being submissive, lowered her gaze to the floor. Emma kissed her cheek. She laughed gaily, wrinkled her nose, and said, “you know, you really smell,” in a playful voice.
Taylor laughed, still looking submissively at the floor. “So do you, Mistress…” she responded, in a cautious whisper.
Neither woman had showered since this morning and both had worked up quite a sweat during the show. Taylor looked up, hoping she hadn’t upset her mistress as Emma broke into laughter. Soon, they were both laughing and racing towards the shower, shedding clothes as they went.
Under the hot water, Emma pushed Taylor against the shower wall and kissed her again. They shared a deep, lusty kiss before the Brit forcefully shoved the blonde to her knees and straddled her face, which was exactly where the singer wanted to be. Emma rode Taylor’s face to orgasm, then hauled her back to her feet and made out with her as she fingered the blonde until she got off.
Afterwards, they made out as they soaped up and washed each other’s hair. By the time they were clean, both were on the verge of a second orgasm from the fingers of the other. Both women wrapped themselves in a towel after the shower was done and went into the main dorm to eat. Neither had eaten since early this morning and both were starving.
They had ham sandwiches, some chips, and each drank a soda while they sat and talked about the events of the day. Emma told Taylor that with continued good behavior it was likely the singer would likely be back to level three in no time. While Taylor confided in Emma that she was very worried about how things would proceed for her in the future. How she felt that many of her friends had abandoned her. That she had burnt bridges with both of her lovers and that she was scared of being alone. Emma assured her that at least she would have one friend in her.
After they ate, Emma took Taylor back to her cell and left the blonde to try to sleep after a gentle kiss. Taking her heels with her as she left, she then retrieved her leather dominatrix dress from the restroom before returning to her own room. As she passed Cara’s suite in the VIP lounge, she found herself hoping that things between them would continue.
Emma now had many lovers here in the harem. Most she commanded through fear or respect. But with Cara, that relationship seemed like something more, something deep. She watched the door as she passed, wondering if it was too late to go to her. Likely, the blonde was fast asleep, and she’d only be waking her by going there now. So, with some regret, she entered her own suite.
It was late, and she had to be up super early for her meeting with Ari and Alex. But she’d also just napped for the better part of six hours and wasn’t the least bit sleepy. So, Emma got in a vigorous workout and went for a swim in the underground pool by herself. Finally, after a second shower, she turned in with about three hours before she had to be back up.
Day 45 (6 a.m.)
Emma’s iPod rang out just a few short hours later. She was tired, but also excited for today. First, she had what promised to be a very fun meeting with Ari and Alex and, later she hoped to spend some quality time with Cara. So, she rolled out of bed, brewed some coffee with the pot in her room, and headed into her private bathroom to get ready.
Alex liked it when she wore dark eyeliner that brough out her eyes, so she started with that. Next, she applied just a light layer of concealer. Her master seemed to enjoy her natural look, so she was careful not to use too much. Dark red lipstick finished off the look and she turned her attention to her hair.
Today, Emma was shooting for a cute, innocent, girl next door type of look. Just a sweet, young thing out walking her pet. So, she brushed her hair out straight and let it hang light and loose around her shoulders.
In her closet, she found just what she was looking for in a light, white summer dress with a pleasant floral pattern. The skirt had just a bit of flare, and it twirled and swirled when she walked. The neckline was modest, not quite revealing her cleavage and the hem stopped just above the knees, leaving her sexy legs smooth and bare. She then tied a thin pink ribbon around her neck and put some small hoop earrings in her ears. Finally, she stepped into a pair of cute white flats, high heels made her look to much like a stripper. She gave a spin in the mirror for one last check and then headed out.
Though it was still early, she was very thankful to find the VIP lounge and the main dorm vacant. The last thing she wanted right now was to encounter Cara and have to choose between duty to the master and the woman for whom she was developing deep feelings. There would be time enough for her new lover afterwards, she hoped.
Emma looked around for a minute before finding Ari in her room getting ready for this morning’s event. The sexy diva turned cat was freshly showered and sitting at her vanity finishing her make up. Her hair, still slightly damp, was up in a high ponytail. She had on dark lipstick and eyeliner and had drawn a little nose on the tip of her nose along with a stream of thin whiskers highlighting her cheeks.
She smiled shyly at her before standing up and giving the harem mistress a proper look. Emma didn’t know where she had gotten it, but it took her breath away. Ari wasn’t wearing her normal cat costume. Apparently, Alex had provided her with something new.
Ariana was wearing a black vinyl corset with a virtually nonexistent neckline. The shiny costume was designed to push the singer’s modest boobs up and together and shrink her already tiny waist even smaller to highlight those two glorious globes. Her hips were covered by a black vinyl skirt so short that Emma could literally see the diva’s hairless pussy lips just barely peeking out beneath it. Her legs were covered in thigh-high six-inch heeled boots also in the shiny vinyl motif. Between her legs hung a soft, fluffy, black tail that was assuredly attached to a butt plug snuggly wedged up her tight, tiny ass. The whole look was finished off with the same black leather collar Alex had given her in the punishment room, the one that had her name, “Ari” spelled out around her throat and, of course, furry black cat ears that sat atop her head.
The diva again smiled shyly at the look of wow on Emma’s face and bit down coyly on her thumb. She turned her gaze to the floor and drew her legs slowly together as she stood up just a bit straighter. “Mistress,” she said timidly, “do I look alright?”
It took Emma a hair’s breadth longer to reply than she would have liked as her breath caught in her throat. “You know how you look,” she said, in a teasing tone, as her eyes went up and back down the diva one more time.
Ari shifted from side to side, swaying her hips coyly. “Maybe I do…” she said softly, still biting her thumb. “But…” her eyes lifted and gazed shyly into Emma’s “…I’d like to hear you say it, Mistress.”
Emma smiled mockingly at the diva. Her gaze grew hard. “Leash,” she demanded, holding out her hand.
Ari frowned, looking down. A hurt look came over her face, but she handed it over. Emma stepped closer and backed the diva against the wall with that stony gaze. She pressed herself against the wounded kitty’s supple body. Slowly, the diva looked up. Their gazes locked and they stared into one another’s eyes.
Emma gazed down at Ari’s outfit, the same pitiless look in her eyes and snapped the leash in place. As it clicked, Emma leaned down, her features softened and she whispered in a low husky voice, “you look like sex incarnate.” She then ever so slightly brushed her lips against the now gasping diva’s, causing her to lean forward expecting more. “And, if we didn’t have an appointment with the master, I’d bend you over this table and fuck you right here, right now.”
Ari’s eyes closed in ecstasy as her harem mistress leaned down to kiss her. She imagined Emma ramming fingers into her little pussy as the Brit shoved her face into the vanity top. She whimpered softly when Emma pulled away without kissing her and she found herself gasping for breath while her pussy clenched in desire at listening to the Brit’s lewd compliment.
She was so caught up that she gasped in surprise as Emma turned and yanked the leash forcing her to follow behind as she led the way toward the main dorm. “Hurry along now, kitty,” she called back, as they walked.
Technically she wasn’t on the clock as a kitty, but it made Ari’s pussy wet to be treated like a cat, so she walked on her feet, but swayed as cat-like as possible as the harem mistress led the way holding her leash. She watched Emma’s legs and ass as they walked and recalled the master and his huge dick. A whirlwind of arousing thoughts swirled through her head and, by the time they came to a stop before the door to what she assumed was the master’s room, her legs were shaking in anticipation, and she could feel her pussy juice dribbling down the side of her leg.
She was lost in thought, thinking of what they were going to do to her. So much so that she jumped in surprise when Emma grabbed her shoulder and forcefully pushed her to her knees. “You’re a cat, remember,” she said, gently petting the top of her head once she was down. “I’m sure the master will let you talk and act normally once we’ve gotten started, but I want to bring you in like you’re my pet, understand?”
Emma cupped her chin and lifted her head till their eyes met. “Meow,” Ari said, in answer, arching her back and licking her lips.
“Good girl,” Emma responded, as she again patted the top of her head. She then stood, faced the door, and knocked softly. A bright, cheery, almost innocent smile spread on her face as she too got into character. She thought about what Hermione would be like if she’d been less concerned with spells and more concerned with sex as she bit her lip and swayed back and forth coyly while waiting for the door to open.
***
Very little passed in the harem that Alex was unprepared for. He knew that Emma had planned something for this morning. That she was going to bring Ari along so that the girl-cat could properly thank him for her transformation. These were things his guards were trained to look for so that he could be ready and not inconveniently be with another woman. But specifics were things he was often surprised by. He wanted it that way.
So, it took his breath way when he opened his door to see Emma Watson dressed like a cute and innocent girl next door. She swayed nervously and twirled a strand of hair between her fingers as he looked her over. “Mister,” she said in a perfect, timid, English accent, “I was walking home from school and I found this kitty playing in the yard across the street. There was no address on her collar, just a name…” she added, biting her lip. Her eyes met his and she smiled shyly. “Does she belong to you?”
Her accent finished the look off perfectly and Alex found himself struck dumb. His jaw went slack, and for just a moment all he could do was stare. Although his brain had momentarily stopped working, his cock was functioning just fine and Emma’s act was quickly causing it to perk up and pay attention. “Um…” he said, swallowing nervously. He couldn’t remember the last time Emma had looked so fucking hot. Wait, it was yesterday, just in a totally different way… With his thoughts running wild, he stood there like an idiot as a stupid grin spread across his face.
“Oh…” Emma responded sadly, teasing as if he had answered. “If she isn’t yours, I guess I could ask your neighbor…”
He couldn’t help it, Alex laughed when Emma frowned in disappointment and turned to leave. “No wait, miss… This is my cat,” he said quickly, leaning down to inspect Ari’s collar. “You see, it says “Ari” right here.”
He ran his fingers over the letters on her collar and Ari hit him with her big sad eyes. “Meow,” she called softly, as she turned her face to brush his hand. He pet the top of her head as Emma crouched next to him.
The Brit bit her lip, coy as could fucking be, and looked into his eyes. She smiled and, without looking at the collar said, “it does say Ari, doesn’t it?”
Alex again swallowed nervously at Emma’s closeness, at the raw, innocent sexuality pouring off her. “It does,” he whispered.
“Well,” she said, glancing down at her shoes, embarrassed by the look on his face. “Is there, maybe, some kind of… reward?”
Alex laughed again. Emma was playing her part so perfectly that it had transformed him into a bungling idiot. “… Uh, yes… a reward. Of course.” He stood, scratching his head. “Please… of course there’s a reward. Come on in and I’ll give it to you.”
“Inside?” she responded timidly. Her gaze shifted past him to look inside the room, uncertainty on her face. “I don’t know. My parents told me not to go into strange places with odd, half-dressed men…”
Alex was again struck dumb. He was speechless with a big dumb smile on his face. It had been a long time since a situation had him this flabbergasted.
“Not to mention,” Emma went on, her cheeks turning bright red in embarrassment as she pointed to the huge bulge now present in his pants. “That,” she said, giggling.
Emma’s act was getting the better of him. If he didn’t find some way to bring this back, she might just perform her way right out of his bedroom. Quickly, he needed to find a way to salvage the situation. Just then, an idea hit him. He reached out and seized her wrist. Emma yelped in surprise but didn’t otherwise resist. He drew her hand to the bulge and placed it against his now fully erect prick.
Not to disappoint, she, like the innocent virgin she was pretending to be, took her first tentative touch. Her brilliant brown eyes opened wide in shock and surprise both from the boldness of the action and the size of his cock. She rubbed it nervously, playing coy and teasing at the same time.
Alex held her wrist, keeping her hand pressed to his prick. He looked her over like some creepy old pervert and said, “what do you think the reward is, my dear?”
Her eyes grew huge as she slowly tore her gaze away from his prick to look him in the eye. A slow dawning of recognition spread across her face. “Oh…” she said innocently.
“Now, why don’t you come in…” Alex didn’t wait for a response. As he spoke, he used his hold on her wrist to carefully pull Emma inside. Ari followed on her leash and, when both were in, he closed the door.
“Gee, Mister,” Emma said. in her most naïve voice as she looked around the sitting room nervously, “this place sure does give off that creepy sex dungeon vibe. Are you sure it’s ok for me to be here? I’m just a sweet young girl from down the street…” She glanced at him from over her shoulder, her eyes bashfully traveling down his body where they lingered for a moment on the bulge in his pants. “…I’m not sure my parents would approve…”
Alex was awe struck. He leaned back against the door watching as Emma perfectly portrayed the cute, virginal girl next door. He folded his arms over his chest as he crudely eyed her body. “If your daddy wouldn’t approve,” he said smugly, “maybe you need a new one…”
She turned back to face him and dropped Ari’s leash. Suddenly, a devilish grin spread on her face and, in an instant, the cute and innocent act was gone. She strode toward him and pressed her hands to his chest. Her palms traveled down his pecs and over his rock-hard abs. She leaned in and gently licked his nipple then, looked up at him, and breathed lustily, “you wanna be my daddy, Mister?”
Alex nodded slowly. “Very much so,” he sighed, draping his arms around her waist.
Not to be forgotten, Ari watched as the act transpired. It was kind of hot watching Emma tease the master. She wondered if one day her cat act might have the same effect on him… or her… Crouched on the floor, her head tilted to the side, her eyes roamed over master and mistress, and she licked her lips. Suddenly the thought occurred to her, “why wait?” Emma pressed herself against the master and Ari stealthily reached up and unhooked her leash. She was going to test the limits right now…
She crawled towards them, one hand enticingly placed in front of the other and swayed her hips seductively. “Meow,” she called softly.
They were caught up with each other. So, Ari ducked her head low and moved between Emma’s legs. She brushed her cheek along the harem mistress’s toned calf. Up. Her gaze traveled along those legs to the treasure beneath the skirt. The sight took Ari’s breath. Her mistress wasn’t wearing any panties… She whimpered softly at the sight, wanting desperately to steal a taste, but not yet being bold enough. Instead, she continued forward, pushing past the Brit’s skirt and coming face to crotch with her master. “Meow,” she said, with more vigor.
Alex broke the kiss he was sharing with Emma. They both looked down and laughed. “I think someone’s feeling left out,” he said softly. He reached down to tenderly brushed her cheek and run his fingers through her hair, petting her like a good kitty deserves to be pet.
Purring, Ari nuzzled against that big bulge. Emma laughed at the sight and also pet the sweet girl-cat. “I think you’re right.” Then, without warning, she reached up and pulled the drawstring on his thin linen pants. As they fell to the ground, she whispered, “I suppose we should do something about that. Don’t you think?”
Before he could respond, Ari pressed her face to his hard, fully erect prick and purred again as she rubbed her cheek against it. She turned and licked it from base to tip, pressing her tongue to the hole and lapping up the drizzle of pre-cum that oozed out. “RRRRRRrrrrrrrr,” she cooed, looking up at them both before gently wrapping her lips around the head and sucking ever so softly.
“Fuck….” Emma sighed and looked down at Ari, the master’s big dick in her mouth. “That is hot…” She took a step back and, with a quick flick, yanked the zipper on her dress down, kicking it to the side when it hit the floor.
Alex was torn. Where was he supposed to look? First there was Ari, staring up at him with those big brown eyes, cat ears perched on her head, whiskers on her face as she tenderly suckled the head of his penis in her warm, soft mouth. Then there was Emma. She stood just a few feet away, fully nude. Her breasts perky, her nipples firm from arousal and smiling a seductive but still somehow innocent smile. Her dark eyes were beaming from the black eyeliner highlighting them and her stomach and legs were toned from the work she’d done since coming here. Both girls were just so perfect
All he could do was close his eyes before his face melted, like that scene from Raiders of the Lost Ark. And, just like those Nazis, he was witnessing the power of God…. He laughed euphorically and gently cupped Ari’s head. The kitty wasn’t moving, she was teasing…just gently sucking and gazing up at him. And, Emma… He heard her approach and all he could do was sigh. The smoldering Brit pressed her body close, wrapped her leg around his hip, and brushed her dampening pussy against his leg. It took every ounce of willpower he had not to cum right then and there.
She pressed her face to his cheek, her lips to his ear, her soft, perky breasts to his chest. He shuddered in ecstasy as these two perfect women teased him. Then Emma’s tongue was in his ear. She sucked softly on the lobe as Ari, for the first time, swirled her tongue around his head. “How do you want us, Master?” she whispered, her breath warm and sweet in his ear.
She tenderly cupped his balls in her hand and said in a cute, but sexy tone, “sweet and innocent, like this?” When she spoke, she again gently probed his ear with her tongue and pressed her tender body to his. Her bare vagina ever so slightly slid over his leg leaving behind a trail of pussy juice.
Again, he shuddered, reveling in the sensation but focusing his willpower not to end the festivities before they could begin. “Or…” she sighed into his ear. “…Hot and nasty…” This time when she spoke, her hand shifted from his balls. She shoved him more firmly against the door and kissed his neck, biting it roughly and leaving marks in his flesh. At the same time, she grabbed Ari’s head and shoved the kitty’s face down onto his prick.
Instantly more than half his prick was buried in her throat. Ari gagged and drool poured past her lips but Emma didn’t seem to care. She just held her there, choking on his cock and went on as if nothing were amiss. “We could fuck you silly,” she gasped, as she then began to pump the singer’s face back and forth. The kitty’s lips slid up and down his cock as she nibbled on his neck.
“Or…” She released Ari and the diva, coughing and with bloodshot eyes, returned to her previous position. Only his head was in her mouth and she again began to tenderly suck on it. Emma slid down his body and moved in next to the little kitty. She dropped low and, in a sweet girlish voice, said… “we could play coy and innocent. Let you teach us all about these big grown up things…” She then pressed her lips to the side of his dick and tentatively sucked on it as Ari worked the head.
Alex looked down, both pair of big, sexy brown eyes were eyeing him naively… “Am I doing it right, Mister…” Emma asked sweetly?
They were leaving it up to him. He swallowed excitedly as he gazed into their eyes. They wanted to fuck him, but even more, they were there to pleasure him, to do anything he wanted. His cock turned into a solid steel rod, he wanted them both so bad. But he too was possessed by a need to please them. He cupped the backs of their heads and slowly drew both ladies to their feet.
Emma came easily, she was a woman. The cat didn’t immediately stand. She stayed perched on hands and knees, his cock in her mouth. “It’s okay,” he said sweetly, “you can stand up, my little kitty.”
She rose hesitantly, and both pressed their bodies to his. He gazed back and forth into their eyes and they into his. “You’re both so beautiful,” he whispered, and smiled at them warmly. “We don’t need to act right now… It’s just us.” He kissed them tenderly one at a time and then gently moved them closer so they too could share a kiss. “I appreciate the show,” he said, as their lips separated. “But why don’t we just go back into the bedroom together and revel in one another’s company…”
Emma laughed and hopped up to kiss him on the lips. She grabbed Ari by the arm and pulled her along. “That’s enough, kitty. It’s time we get to know Ariana a little better…”
Ari hesitated and glanced to Alex questioningly as Emma led her away. He gave her an approving nod and followed along at a leisurely pace. “Yes, Mistress…”
In the bedroom, he closed the door and moved to sit in the big chair in the corner as Emma sat Ari down on the side of the bed. He watched as his harem mistress leaned in and whispered in the diva’s ear, then, as a slow, shy smile spread on her lips when she looked his way. She nodded in answer to the Brit’s question and stood up from the bed.
First, the diva unzipped and pulled off her boots. She then looked again to Alex who was watching with interest as she settled into Emma’s lap. The Brit, watching him with bedroom eyes, reached up and removed the kitty’s collar and her ears. She tossed them to the floor and then began to untie her corset. As she worked to loosen the strings, Ariana tilted her head to the side and began to suck on Emma’s neck.
Emma worked diligently to loosen the corset. But her eyes were still glued to her master’s as she spoke. “I want to watch you suck your ass from the butt plug. Pull it out for me.”
Still sucking on her mistress’s neck, Ari carefully removed the cattail butt plug from her anus. “Of course, Mistress,” she whispered, and then brought the dark piece of plastic to her lips. She licked it roughly up one side, moaning in arousal as she did.
Emma’s gaze shifted from her master to Ari as the kitty tongued her butt plug. She smiled seductively and then leaned in to run her tongue up the opposite side. “On second thought, lets share.” Ari got a hungry look in her eye, before, together, the two women licked and sucked it clean.
Alex watched, enthralled as they cleaned Ari’s ass from the dark plastic. He felt a surge of arousal seeing the kitty writhing in Emma’s lap while they licked it clean. “Fuck,” he thought, “they are so hot together.” He reached down and gently stroked his rock-hard cock as they worked.
After it was thoroughly cleaned, Ariana tossed the plug aside and kissed Emma. The Brit wrapped the tiny brunette in her arms and held her close as the singer shifted back and forth in her lap and ran her fingers though Emma’s loose brown curls. Tongues and saliva passed back and forth as they engaged in a heated make out session. Soon, both were hot and bothered and Emma finally had the corset loose enough to be removed.
Ariana stood and pushed the corset and her skirt to the floor. Emma followed, her hand trailing into the singer’s as she moved to her feet. They both looked over at him and slowly walked across the floor to where he sat. They looked so perfect, hand in hand, almost innocent but completely nude.
“You both look so amazing…” Alex sighed, as they stood shyly before him.
“Master…” Emma chided, taking his hand and trying to draw him to his feet. “Enough compliments, we want to play, right?” she asked, looking to Ariana.
In answer, Ariana took his other hand and tugged on it, attempting to bring him to stand. “Please,” she said coyly. “Come to bed with us.”
After some playful tugging Alex finally stood, laughing as the ladies pulled him to his feet. “Okay, okay.” He pulled them both close and kissed them again.
As the second kiss broke, Emma kneeled, drawing Ariana down with her. “Let’s suck his dick first. What do you think?”
“Okay,” she responded, shyly looking from the harem mistress, up to her master. “What do you want me to do?”
In answer, Emma guided the singer’s head forward till the head of Alex’s cock was flush to her lips. “Just suck on the tip, like before,” she whispered. “I’ll handle the rest for now.”
“You ladies are gonna kill me,” Alex sighed, as he gazed down on them. Ariana stared up at him as if he were a god and wrapped her plump lips just around the head of his prick. Again, she gently, teasingly began to suck on it.
Emma moved to the base and wrapped her lips around one side. She reached up and cupped the back of Ariana’s head and gently pushed her down, slowly making her lips move up and down the shaft. At the same time, as she retreated down towards the balls, she drew Ariana’s lips downward, pulling them along the shaft.
They worked his prick back and forth like that for several long moments, moaning and slurping as they slid up and down. Soon both girls were drooling, and his cock was coated in a thick layer of shiny spit. Finally, on an upswing, Emma sucked half of his cockhead into her mouth, “kiss me,” she mumbled as she slid her tongue across the underside of Alex’s prick and into Ariana’s mouth.
The diva moan-gasped in desire and pressed her thick lips against Emma’s. She kissed the harem mistress as deep as she could with half a cock in her mouth. Drool dripped from both of their chins as tongues moved back and forth, over and underneath and soon, Alex was on the verge of blowing his load. They felt him tense and both instinctively pulled away, giggling. “Not yet, Master,” they said almost simultaneously. They looked up at him with big brown, lustful eyes and moved down to his balls.
With a moan of desire, each sucked one into their mouth and began to suck and pull on it with only their lips. On hands and knees and each with a testicle in their mouth, both girls stared up at him. Barely blinking, big brown eyes filled with lust watched him and slurped on his balls. Saliva from their earlier work dripped from the head of his cock, but now, it dripped as well from his ballsack as Emma and Ari drooled and sucked hungrily on his nuts. It was heaven, but it was also driving him crazy.
“We shouldn’t tease him so much,” Emma said playfully, a few minutes later. But as she spoke, she nuzzled his prick against her face and raised up to tease the head in her mouth.
Alex laughed. He pulled Ariana up to her feet and bent down to kiss her. Emma continued to suck and tease the head. She reached up and played with his balls with one hand while she worked his prick. Alex cupped her head, cradling it in his hand as he held Ariana close with the other. “You ladies about ready for stage two?” he said, holding them both close.
“What…what’s stage two, Master?” Ariana asked hesitantly, still unsure if she should be speaking.
“Stage two,” Emma said, standing and taking her hand, “is us, getting fucked by our master. Right, Master?” she gave him a teasing smile and led Ariana over to the bed.
That look on Emma’s face practically made him cum right there. He sighed and followed behind. “If you’re lucky,” he responded playfully.
“Oh, please,” Emma said, as he reached them beside the bed. Both girls wrapped an arm around his waist and leaned against him. “The only question is, which of us he’s going to do first,” she said smiling, and looking up at him.
“Right,” he responded, with a laugh. He looked down at them, clearly in turmoil as he decided what he wanted to do. He met their eyes one by one as he considered. After a long moment passed, he made his decision. “You know what I want to see?”
“What’s that, Master?” Ariana said, giving Emma a shy, sexy grin.
“Em,” he said, patting her ass. “Up on the bed, on your back, legs spread. Show little Ari what you’ve got going on. She’s clearly interested…”
Ari reached down as Emma climbed onto the bed. She wrapped her hand around her master’s dick and just teased it in her fingertips. Her eyes, however, were on the bed and filling with desire as Emma rolled over and spread her legs wide. She swallowed nervously as her stare delved between the Brit’s legs and gazed longingly at the sight. “What do you want me to do, Master?” she asked, quietly as if almost afraid he might not let her play.
Alex pulled the slender diva’s back against his body so she could still look down. He gently kissed the top of her head, her ear, and then her neck as she took a good long look at what Emma was putting on display. “You like what you see?” he asked softly, as the harem mistress began to tease her clit with fingertips.
Ariana sighed in quiet reverence. She tilted her head slightly to brush it along her master’s and nodded slowly. Then in a barely audible whisper said, “Yes…yes, Master.”
“You know what she really likes,” he continued, as he slowly maneuvered her closer to the bed.
Ari licked her lips, her eyes glued to Emma’s teasing fingers. “What…what’s that…”
“That coy slut likes her asshole licked and fingered…” He spoke in a slow enticing cadence and, when the diva’s knees reached the bedside, he finished by adding, “Do you want to help her with that?”
Ari’s knees buckled as the thought sent a mini orgasm rocketing through her body. She might have fallen, except for her proximity to the bed and Alex’s presence behind her. But, as she lost her balance, Alex gently pushed her forward onto the bed. The diva’s eyes never left the sight between Emma’s legs. She crawled forward till she was fully onto the bed and between the harem mistress’s knees. Then, shy and awestruck, she looked up at Emma and said. “Is… is it okay?”
Emma laughed and sat forward. She kissed Ari deeply as Alex settled in behind the diva. Their tongues danced back and forth, and he used the distraction to slide his prick into the singer. Emma could almost taste the lusty moan she issued forth as Alex entered her tiny body and then, grinning, she pushed Ari down. “Please do.”
As Ariana moved down Emma’s body, she kissed the Brit’s neck and chest, then gently sucked one of her nipples. Her tongue ran down over Emma’s abs and into her belly button. She continued down and kissed her bare pubic region before pressing her tongue against Emma’s firm, blood-engorged clit. All the while, the backward motion of her body as she moved down forced her master’s cock fully inside her and she moaned heavily as she then began to suck on her mistress’s clit.
Alex grabbed the diva’s tiny waist and took one long slow stroke inside her as his harem mistress seized the back of her head and pressed her face into her pussy. “Don’t hold back,” he said, as he slowly began to build momentum. “I want to see you eat that ass!”
Emma lifted her pelvis, pressing Ariana even tighter between their bodies. She began to grind her pussy against the singer’s eager mouth. “You can do better than that,” she cried, meeting her master’s lusty gaze with a wicked smile.
Sandwiched between master and mistress, him pumping away inside and her holding her face hard against her sex, the tiny diva lost all reserve. She moaned and hungrily began to lap at Emma’s pussy while her ass began a backward thrust, meeting her master’s steady strokes. Lust and carnal desire filled her. She looked up at Emma as she plunged her tongue deep inside the other woman’s sex.
Soon, she was doing almost all of the work. Her ass bouncing on her master’s cock, she wrapped her arms around Emma’s waist as she pressed the Brit against the mattress. The harem mistress released her hold and tilted her pelvis to give Ariana access to every inch of her. The diva wasted not a moment. As Alex pounded away, she moved down and, for the first time, tasted her mistress’s sweet puckered asshole.
“Yes,” Emma moaned heavily as Ari’s tongue plunged inside. “Eat my fucking asshole.” Again, she grabbed the back of the singer’s head. This time though it was more for intimacy than encouragement. She watched her master with a sexy lustful gaze, his muscles flexing as he slammed into his little kitty and ran her fingers lovingly through their shared lover’s dark brown hair. Ari didn’t have the most proficient tongue. Cara was far more skilled in that arena. But the diva’s obvious beauty along with the heat of the moment more than made up for her lack of skill.
She watched her master, a slow smile spreading on her face at seeing his eyes glued to Ariana while the diva’s tongue moved in and out of her butthole. When he gazed up at her, she bit her lip coyly and mouthed, “I love you,” as she gently moved her ass back and forth on Ari’s tongue.
Alex grinned back at her and gripped Ariana’s hips even tighter. He quickened his pace fucking the tiny diva harder, deeper and faster. Soon he was fucking the little brunette so relentlessly she couldn’t hold her head steady enough to eat Emma’s butt. “I’m going to fuck you so hard,” he grunted, never breaking eye contact with his harem mistress.
Meanwhile, Ariana was shaking all over as she skyrocketed toward climax. Distracted from Emma, she focused on the master and her own pleasure, denying the mistress just on the verge of orgasm. She reached behind her and wrapped both arms around his neck, continuing to slam her ass back against his thrusting pelvis and meeting him stroke from stroke. “Fuck, Master! You’re going to make me cum!” she screamed, as Emma sat up and slid in close.
The Brit gave Alex a playfully dirty look for taking away her own source of pleasure. But, she used the opportunity to move in close to Ari. She grabbed the bouncing diva around the waist and her lips went to Ari’s small, perky tits. Her eyes on Alex, she sucked one nipple then the other into her mouth, watching him as she swirled her tongue and took nearly each full breast, one at time, into her mouth.
Then, as Ari began to lose control, her dark brown eyes rolling in her head, Emma moved a hand down and began to violently rub her clit while continuing to suck on her tits. “Cum for us you slutty kitty,” she commanded, as her fingers expertly danced back and forth.
Ari’s body tensed. Her eyes rolled up in her head and then, she moaned as one mighty orgasm rocked her tiny frame. Girl cum squirted from her cunt and she lost all ability to thrust back into Alex. “Cuuuummmmmiiiiinnng!” she screamed.
Alex thrust into her again and again, giving the diva two more powerful orgasms. Then, he lifted her into the air and, in one quick, nearly seamless motion deposited her back upon the bed. He fell between her legs as she was still trembling in ecstasy. He grinned at Emma and shoved his sloppy wet cock straight up the diva’s asshole.
Ari had been wearing the cat-tail butt plug almost nonstop for a week now. Her butthole was therefore well prepared for a new visitor. Alex’s prick was, however, much larger than the plug, but that actually served to heighten Ari’s pleasure. Her eyes shot open and another deep lusty moan erupted from her throat as her master’s thick cock stretched her little hole and slid in balls deep.
She wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck and drew him down as close as possible. “Fuck, Master,” she whispered, kissing his neck and ear, “that feels so good.”
Eyes closed, Alex took a deep breath, his thoughts agreeing with his kitty’s words. Ariana’s butthole was so tight. It gripped him like a firm handshake and somehow drew him further in at the same time. Obviously, it had grown accustomed to holding the butt plug in place as her sphincter gently began to milk his cock.
A moment passed as the two lay motionless, both reveling in the feeling of the other. Emma watched them with a smile. She leaned in and kissed her master’s ear. “Fuck her slowly, softly… Trust me…”
Alex lifted his head and gazed down at Ariana. She smiled a cute, shy grin, her dimples giving her face a girlish quality that the cock in her anus would bely. “Slowly, softly,” she agreed, in a husky voice. She bit her lip coyly but was forced to look away in embarrassment when his eyes lit up with desire.
He gained purchase on the side of the bed with his knees. Ari’s legs were still wrapped around his waist, and this new position found her butt and most of her back lifted in the air so only her shoulders and head were on the bed. Alex held her hips and rose up off her, so he was half squatting half standing and using his grip on the diva, he took one long, slow thrust back and forth.
As the master’s cock slid halfway out of the diva, then slowly all the way back inside, Emma moved off the bed. She knelt on the floor behind him, grabbed his waist and pressed her lips to his ballsack. She lapped at them heavily before drawing her tongue up, where she teased his taint with thick, heavy licks.
Alex shuddered as Emma began to eat his taint. Her hold on his waist and her face buried in his ass meant that as long as he took a careful, measured pace, she could suck his balls, lick his taint, and tongue his asshole while he fucked little Ari in hers. It was difficult to focus with Ariana’s butt gripping him so tight and with Emma tongue fucking his shit hole, but, after a moment, he took a second long, slow stroke into his kitty.
It took a moment for them to get together in a rhythm. But soon, he was taking leisurely heavy strokes that stretched Ari’s asshole and bottomed out inside her. While at the same time, Emma buried her face in his ass. Her tongue probed into his anus and her drool rolled down his taint and dripped from his balls. It was heaven.
She worked her way down, tongue dragging across his taint. Her lips wrapped around his balls as he filled Ari up with cock. He shuddered as Emma sucked on one nut, then the other, on an easy back thrust. Thick, heavy strands of spittle hung from his balls as it poured from her eager mouth and he carefully built just a little momentum.
Ari’s toe’s curled and her eyes rolled up in her head as she cradled her master’s body, his pace ever so slightly building. She began to grunt and moan with each tantalizing, painful, sweet, heavenly thrust. “Master,” she sighed, “like that…” she gasped, “slow… fuck… my… asshole… please… don’t stop…”
The tiny diva’s body began to tense as she neared a new set of orgasms. She clenched, her whole body going rigid. Her asshole seized Alex’s cock in a tight grip that caused his knees to go weak with desire. It took everything he had to stay upright. “Fuck,” he grunted, as his body shuttered, and he used all his willpower not to cum right there.
Emma, meanwhile, laughed softly, feeling her master fight so hard not to cum. She nuzzled his balls, her saliva still dripping from them. “Is everything ok, Master…” she teased, as her tongue darted from her mouth. Playfully, it flirted with the heavy sack. Before, laughing again, she ran it back up through his taint and, pressing her face in close, probed deep into his anus.
Alex tilted his head back in pure ecstasy. Ari was shuddering in orgasm as his prick bottomed out in her anus, griping and milking his cock with each convulsion that rocked her tiny body. “F-U-C-K!” he exclaimed in a primal groan as Emma’s tongue pierced his asshole. He felt it deep inside, wiggling, teasing, pleasuring, and he lost all control.
His cock exploded like a fire hose. He fell forward, as thick ropy cum burst from his prick, coating the diva’s rectum. An urgent need filled him. He gripped her hips till his knuckles turned white. She yelped in pain but was mostly still caught up in the throes of pleasure and let it slide as part of the heat of the moment. Alex grunted in desire. He continued slamming his hips back and forth, even as his cock continued to spray cum on her insides.
Emma laughed in delight at the pleasure she’d brought her master and fell back to the floor to watch in awe as Alex lost it. She didn’t notice the urgent, fevered desire that filled his gaze. Didn’t realize that she was about to see the dark side of her master surface again.
He grunted like an animal, grabbed Ari tight and began to fuck her with wild abandoned. Cum squirted from the diva’s asshole but her master went right on as if he hadn’t orgasmed in a week. After a dozen or more frenzied strokes during which Ari was consumed by three or four eye-rolling, toe curling epic orgasms, he pulled out and flipped her onto her stomach. He wrapped her hair in his hand, yanked back, and shoved his cock once again into her ass.
A noise like a gross wet fart filled the room as he slammed into her balls deep in one vicious thrust. She screamed again, but this time in pain as his hot seed burst out of her. “Ooooowww! Master, stop, you’re hurting me,” she whimpered as he continued unabated.
Jizz dripped from her anus as her master’s cock forced its way all the way in and out. It rolled down her backside past her cunt, thighs, and legs as he, with one hand on her shoulder and one in her hair, yanked Ari back against him. His face contorted into something terrible, and he began to slam into the diva again and again.
The sensation was so incredible Alex went from orgasm to rock hard and ready to go. Ari’s butthole and Emma’s tongue had combined somehow to send him into a nearly uncontrollable fuck frenzy. He yanked the diva around like a ragdoll sextoy whose only purpose was pleasuring his cock, pulling her back and forth and slamming into her with little to no regard for her safety.
She whimpered again pathetically, helplessly as she was in pain and completely at the mercy of her master’s lustful rampage. He, however, continued as if he’d heard nothing. His arm, chest, and leg muscles bulged as he slammed into the diva’s tiny asshole over and over. Slowly, fear spread in her. She began to grunt in pleasure and sob in pain as her head moved up and down on the bed from the rabid pace her master had set. Sweat rolled down his body as Emma watched with growing concern.
Soon, Ari was just lying there, a virtual fucktoy for her master’s use, no longer a person. Realizing something was wrong, Emma sat up on the bed and pulled the diva’s head into her lap. She ran fingers though Ari’s dark brown hair and felt hot tears on her leg. While their master was staring at some place far off, not seeing them and only feeling the pleasure of the diva’s tiny butthole gripping his cock.
Emma knew better than to interrupt. The look in Alex’s eyes said it all. He wasn’t there with them right now. He was somewhere else somewhere filled only with a vicious need to pleasure himself. All she could do was watch and hope that with a second orgasm, her master would find himself again and calm down. Ari’s arms wrapped around her leg, squeezing her tight as the diva buried her face in her flesh. As Ari clutched her, she could feel the sobs and tears as the diva’s head and shoulders jerked from each thrust.
Emma turned her gaze from Alex, she couldn’t bear to see him with that look on his face. In the past, when he’d raped the girls, she told herself it had been to teach them what life down here was to be about and that there were consequences for their actions. She never felt it was out of spite or a lust for violence. He was always controlled and measured. This felt different.
She sat, staring down at Ari in pity and stroking her hair as several minutes passed. Finally, with a tired grunt, Alex came again, cock buried balls deep in the diva’s tight little asshole. It squirted from her hole as he took a few more lackluster thrusts and poured from her gaping rectum when he sat back on his legs and gave a contented sigh.
He smiled at Emma as if nothing was wrong and he hadn’t just attacked Ari in a primordial display of mating dominance. But, at seeing the look of fear in her eyes and tears on the sobbing diva’s face, it quickly turned to a concerned frown. “What?”
As Alex sat back, Ari curled up in Emma’s lap, her face buried in the Brit’s stomach as she recoiled from her master. An appropriately cat-like yelp of fear escaped her lips as she wrapped herself around the harem mistress. “What?” she said aghast. “You just attacked Ari. It was like you lost all control. You were a totally different person. I’ve never seen you like that, even in the punishment room.”
Emma stood and pulled Ari to her feet. The diva went immediately, recoiling into her arms with a meek, terrified squeak. Alex looked confused, dumbfounded by her words. “We’d like to leave… please…” She trailed off at the end, her words losing power as she slowly realized that truth be told, she had none.
“But… I don’t…” concern filled his face. It was clear he didn’t remember anything of what he’d just done or at least that he wanted Emma to believe that he didn’t. “I—”
“I don’t care!” She cried, backing towards the door. “If you care about me, us, you’ll let us leave.” Her eyes went to the floor as she considered an alternative, her lips trembling in fear as she considered that different reality. “If not… well I guess we really are nothing but prisoners…”
Tears filled her eyes as she looked back up at him to receive his answer. He stood, staggering on disbelieving legs. “Yes… Of course…” He pulled a blanket from his bed and offered it to Emma. She took it, snatching it from his grasp and wrapping it around them as he led them towards the door.
It took his thumbprint to open the suite. When he gave it, Emma darted into the hallway, pulling Ari along with her. Outside, she looked back up at him, her eyes again filled with tears. Ari retreated behind her but still held her tight. “Look,” she said after a pause. “I…I don’t know what just happened…” She wiped her face with the back of her hand. “But… maybe it would be a good idea to take a day or two off… Just… let me sort this out….”
Alex looked down at the floor. The look on his face suggesting he had no idea what just happened, but that he wanted to make things right… “Em… I’m… So—”
“I believe you,” she interrupted. “But… you need to sort this out too.” She touched his arm and gave him a sympathetic smile. “You… you just can’t have it both ways…”
Alex nodded slowly. He frowned as tears came to his eyes. “I know…” He swallowed hard as his emotions got the best of him.
Emma nodded and turned to leave.
“Wait!” He came forward like he was going to touch her arm, but stopped himself in light of his recent actions, his arm dropping awkwardly to his side. “Please…” he started, stumbling on his words. “Please…” he swallowed again, his eyes darting from Emma to Ari and the fear on her face. “Please, go see Cara,” he said, as if guild kept him from saying what he really wanted. “She… was asking about you last night…”
After that, he closed the door, leaving Emma and Ari alone in the hallway.
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