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

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Disclaimer:
The following is a work of fiction. It is not, in any way, intended to reflect reality. It is purely a fantasy originating in the deepest recesses of my mind. While real people do appear in this work, I, the writer of this work, in no way wish to see these individuals actually put in any situation contained therein. Furthermore, I do not, in any way, shape, or form, condone rape, kidnapping, violence, or any of the other questionable acts that appear herein. This work is not intended to endorse or condone anyone who would perform such vile acts. Anyone who would do any such a thing to a real-life person deserves punishments reserved only for those in the deepest circle of hell. In addition, I do not know, nor have I ever met Emma Watson, Margot Robbie, Taylor Swift, Bella Thorne, Chloe Moretz, Felicity Jones, Cara Delevingne, Dove Cameron or Ariana Grande. The versions of them that appear in this story are fictional and purely based on their celebrity persona. I apologize if that offends you. My intention is only to entertain. Finally, I make no money from the distribution of this work.
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Day 46 (11:30 A.M.)
Weigh in was over. The girls of the harem had all moved off to do whatever it was they chose to do in their spare time. Felicity and Margot brought Taylor Swift’s former kitten into the main dorm and were sitting snuggled close together on the floor, watching as it drank from a little bowl of milk. The Brit was sitting in the Aussie’s lap and it was clear, even to a casual observer, that they were being very affectionate with one another. They whispered softly, giggled every now and then, and touched hands and hair the way a burgeoning couple might.
Ari lay nearby, also on the floor, her head perched on her hands, watching as the couple played with a real kitten. It was hard to tell if the look on her face was one of jealousy or of curiosity, but either way, so far today she was being quieter and more docile than usual. She was dressed in a new, shiny, black, vinyl cat suit. It made her look good, but for some reason, she seemed sad.
After her promotion to level 3, Taylor Swift had been given back several of the items she’d received when she made level 4 a while back. Among those included was a gorgeous, dark red, six-string guitar. The long-legged singer was lounging on a couch, also watching the couple play. There was a smile on her face, but it was hard to tell if it was sincere or if she was upset at seeing someone else play with her cat. She strummed the strings softly and hummed a little tune, which filled the air with a light, breezy melody.
Chloe Moretz and Bella Thorne were also in the main dorm. Chloe was lying face down on the floor, her teddy, Colin, perched nearby. She had a coloring book sitting open in front of her and was idly kicking her feet to the beat of Taylor’s song as she worked to brighten a page depicting a scene from The Little Mermaid. Meanwhile, the red-haired former Disney star sat in a chair nearby, studying the screen of her new iPod. She had earbuds in and was cheerily bouncing her head back and forth to the beat of Demi Lovato’s Cool for the Summer and, every once in a while, she would look down at her charge to make sure she was behaving.
Cara Delevingne had two chores today. As such, she was currently in the kitchen washing dishes and wiping down counters. She too was enjoying Taylor’s song as she shimmered back and forth while she worked. The blonde seemed in good spirits this morning and every so often, would glance over at Emma Watson, a mysterious little smile on her face. The other Brit, the mistress of the harem, was sitting in a comfy chair near the kitchen, legs crossed and reading a book. It was hard to tell what she was thinking, but occasionally, she would look around the room, meet someone’s gaze, and smile.
It seemed everyone in the harem was in a good mood. All except Dove Cameron, that is. She had to admit, as she looked around the room; it was hard not to be taken in by the scene… On the surface, it was virtually perfect. But she couldn’t help but feel sad and alone. Her first few days here, Emma had been there for her. But the mistress was busy and often got caught up in this or that and hadn’t been around much lately. Then there was the master. That morning she’d spent in his quarters had been so incredible and eye-opening… She still got a little weak in the knees whenever she thought about how he’d made her feel. But he too had been more or less absent from her life these past few days. She sat watching everyone, they seemed so happy… but she felt alone… she needed someone, a lover and someone she could spend these long days with, a partner.
Without thinking about it, her gaze drifted over to Bella Thorne. Yesterday, she’d spent a great deal of the day low key stalking the gorgeous redhead and her little ward Chloe. What she’d seen was weird and, despite knowing that Chloe used the act as a coping mechanism, she couldn’t help but wonder why either would participate in such odd behavior, even when no one was watching.
The blonde had spent the whole day dressed up as and acting like a six-year-old. She sucked her thumb, dragged that teddy bear around with her wherever she went, and even spoke with a halting, innocent inflection. She called Bella “Miss Bella, or sometimes just “Bella,” but always acted like the redhead was her babysitter or her nanny.
Bella’s behavior only seemed to reinforce this theory, as every once in a while, she would chastise Chloe or give her permission to go to the bathroom. At dinner, she even made the blonde eat her vegetables through threat of punishment. Dove found it all quite odd and wondered what each was getting out of this relationship.
That question was at least partially answered when she spotted the pair later that night after exercise. They walked hand in hand into the restroom and, after a moment, Dove followed. She found them in the showers… together. Dove took a seat nearby and listened.
“Miss Bella, what are you doing?” Chloe said in that little girl voice as, from the sound of it, the redhead had just shoved the blonde to her knees.
“Quiet down, slut,” Bella chastised. “I’ve been cleaning up after you all day…” she moaned as it was clear Chloe was now eating her pussy. “…now you’re going to take care of me…”
“Yes, Miss Bella,” came the muffled response as the redhead continued to moan softly.
Dove sat just outside the shower stall, listening. The sounds of them fucking both sickened and aroused her. It was so weird, the relationship these two had, and yet Dove couldn’t listen without imagining herself in Chloe’s position. She had crushed hard on Bella ever since their time together at Disney.
She remembered, as the sound of crashing water, soft moaning and pussy eating echoed around the small shower area, an award show they’d both been invited to. Back then, Bella was more innocent, less self-assured. But even then, Dove had found her incredibly attractive and she admired the redhead’s free-spirt and her optimism despite a difficult upbringing. They spent the evening talking, and Dove remembered thinking how if she hadn’t had a boyfriend, she would have considered dating the sexy redhead.
Now, she idly rubbed her pussy though her new red shorts as the sound of her fucking someone else escalated. Soon she was breathing deep and had to bite her lip to keep from crying out. A few minutes later, Dove’s legs were slick with pussy juice when Bella moaned deep in orgasm. Just as she thought the event was over and was about to beat a hasty retreat, she heard Bella push her ward against the shower’s tiled wall. “You want to cum too, little girl?” came a soft whisper.
“Uh-huh,” Chloe responded, still cooing like an innocent child.
“Well then, you better start begging me for it…”
Dove listened, horrified and still terribly aroused, as Bella slowly and in an almost mean way, fingered the little girl. She tormented and teased her, making her beg for even just a little more pleasure and, while it was clear Chloe was getting off on it, it also just so weird. Soon, the little blonde was moaning and as she reached the end, practically screamed, “please, Miss Bella, let me cum!”
After that, Dove fled the restroom and made a beeline to her bedroom. She didn’t want them to know she’d been there or that she’d gotten off on listening to them. She slammed the door closed behind her, stripped off her clothes and fell into bed. Immediately her hands returned to her pussy, where she spent the next ten minutes fingering herself to orgasm.
Afterwards, she slept, tormented by thoughts of what she’d heard and what she’d done. On the one hand, the whole situation turned her on. She had a huge crush on Bella, there was no denying that. She desperately wanted to be the one in the shower with the sultry redhead. However, she also found the relationship with Chloe mildly disturbing, to say the least, and wondered what it said about Bella if she was voluntarily subjecting herself to it.
As her thoughts returned to the present, Dove spent a few more agonizing minutes sitting there in the main dorm watching all the happy people and tried not to think of what she’d seen and heard last night. She wanted to go to Bella and talk to her, beg her to abandon this weird situation with Chloe, and start a new one with her… But she couldn’t while everyone was here… she didn’t want to make a scene plus, even though Dove didn’t understand their relationship, such an ultimatum wasn’t fair to the redhead or her little blonde charge.
When she could take it no longer, she excused herself in a quiet, desperate whisper and retreated into one of the TV nooks in a move seemingly noticed by no one. She wiped a few tears from her face as she sat down and started up the first movie on her list without paying the least bit of attention to what it was. The screen flashed and the music sounded, announcing its start, but she was in a daze, lost in thought and saw none of it.
As she sat, staring blankly at the screen, wondering what she was going to do, how she was going to live in this place for the rest of her life with no friends and no one to love her, a savior showed up. Emma Watson came in and slid in next to her on the couch. “You doing okay, sweetie?” she inquired, in a concerned whisper. “You seemed a little quiet at weigh in today.”
Dove just shook her head no, still staring at the TV. Tears came unbidden to her eyes and fell to her face. “Is this how its going to be… for the rest of our lives?” she sobbed, as they rolled down her cheeks, leaving a faint trail through her makeup.
Emma wrapped the teen in her arms and pulled her head down against her chest. She gently patted her back as Dove cried. “I know it’s hard,” she said softly.
The two held onto each other, one doing her best to console the other as the first few scenes of the movie unfolded. Just as it began to get interesting, the blonde pulled away and looked up at Emma. “I’m sorry,” she said, tears again in her eyes. “I don’t mean to be a bother…”
“You’re not a bother,” Emma said, offering the blonde an encouraging smile. “Now, why don’t you tell me what’s wrong, and I’ll see if I can’t put a smile back on that beautiful face, okay?”
“Everyone has someone… everyone but me that is…” Dove clutched Emma around the waist and buried her head in the mistress’s chest as she continued to sob softly.
“I know it might seem that way,” Emma said softly, as she stroked the teen’s supple back, “but that really isn’t true. Margot and Felicity seem to have found something together, but everyone else is basically in the same boat as you…”
“What about you?” Dove said quickly and maybe a little more harshly than she meant. “You’ve hardly been around lately…”
Emma smiled as sympathetically as she could. “I’m sorry I haven’t been around, but there are a lot of other girls in the harem… they all need me sometimes…”
Desperation filled the blonde’s green eyes. “I… need you right now…” she gasped, as she rose up and kissed Emma. Taking advantage of the Brit’s momentary surprise, she then wrapped her arms around her neck and slid in close. “Please…”
For a moment, Emma nearly lost herself to the desperate embrace of the gorgeous blonde teen. She was so soft and warm, her lips so full and hungry and her body so shapely and nice… She gasped, kissing her back before she could help herself. But, as the blonde was pressing herself close, as her hand moved up to squeeze Emma’s breast and as the teen’s mouth opened to plead for a tongue, she remember Cara…
As gently as she could, Emma pulled away from the frantic teen. “No,” she whispered… “Honey, I can’t do this with you… I’m sorry…”
“What…” Dove gasped, looking down in embarrassment. “Is something wrong? I know you’ve… I’ve heard the stories about what you’ve done with some of the others… I won’t… tell anyone, I promise…”
At the look of disappointment Emma gave in response to her desperate plea, Dove’s face fell. She pulled away, sliding to the other side of the couch, a look of complete humiliation on her face. “I’m sorry,” whispered the Brit…
Dove nodded as tears again filled her eyes. “I get it,” she cried, “I’m not as pretty as Cara. I’m not tall and skinny. I’m not a freak like Chloe… I don’t act all submissive or like a little girl… I don’t have Margot’s eyes… Taylor’s legs… Ari’s petite body…”
“What are you talking about?” Emma said, as she hugged Dove from behind, trying to console the sobbing teen. “You’re gorgeous,” she added, trying to be supportive. “That isn’t what this is about.”
“It isn’t?” asked the teen, as she hopefully looked over at Emma.
“Of course not,” Emma responded, reaching out to smooth the tears and matted hair from Dove’s cheeks and gave her a sympathetic smile.
“Then… what is it… why don’t you want to…?” The blonde looked away as she spoke, embarrassed by the situation, but obviously still desperate for the Brit’s affection.
“I could… fuck you,” Emma whispered, as she reached out and pulled the blonde into her lap. “…and believe me, I would enjoy it,” she added, with a playful smile. “But it wouldn’t help you, at least not long term.” She failed to mention, and for good reason, that her real motivation for not having sex with the nubile little teen had more to do with her burgeoning relationship with a certain lanky blonde Brit than it did with helping Dove over the long haul. “What you need,” she continued consolingly, “is a friend. Am I right?”
Dove nodded slowly, looking up as she did to meet Emma’s eyes. She felt her stomach flutter and her cheeks flush. The thought that Hermione wanted to fuck her rushed through her head. “I suppose so…” she said quietly.
Not realizing that Dove was still entertaining thoughts of having sex with her, Emma went on. “I’ve seen you watching Bella. Is there something there, between you two?”
“She’s with Chloe,” the blonde responded sadly, as she looked back to the floor.
“Nonsense,” Emma retorted, stroking Dove’s hair and cheek. “Fucking her… probably. The master told her to babysit, and I assume there is an added sexual component to that. But I’d hardly call it a real relationship…” She touched the blonde’s cheek and gently turned it so she’d look back up at her. “Are you interested in Bella?” Emma couldn’t help but smile mischievously as she asked the question, but also at the thought of those two having sex.
Again, Dove nodded with embarrassment flooding her cheeks. “I’ve had a crush on her for a long time…”
“Well that settles it,” Emma responded, with a beaming smile.
“Settles what?” Dove asked meekly.
“I am going to set you up with Bella.”
“You are?”
Emma was still smiling broadly. She leaned down and kissed Dove lightly on her forehead. “Sure, why not?”
“What about Chloe?”
“You let me worry about that.” She gave the blonde a snug squeeze and a friendly pat on the butt, adding, “You just be ready at curfew, understand?”
“Okay, I can do that.” Dove smiled back at Emma. It felt good to be in her arms. She was happy the Brit was setting her up with her long-time crush. But as the two held each other she couldn’t help but let her mind drift to thoughts of what it would have been like had the brunette not halted her advances. She felt her pussy clench up at the idea of Emma Watson fucking her… She laid her head against Emma’s chest, feeling comforted by her, even as she fantasized about her and wondered what tonight would bring.
                                                                                       ***
When they reentered the room a few hours later with the movie and the situation resolved, the scene in the main dorm was more or less unchanged. Felicity and Margot were now cuddled up together on one of the big chairs under a blanket. Their cheeks were pressed intimately close as they read a book together from the screen of an iPad.
Tink, their little white kitten, was skulking around nearby trying to avoid the playful advances of Ari. The pure white Turkish Angora was peeking out from behind the chair looking for the diva, who was crawling on her hands and feet searching for her. When the two cats finally found one another, a playful wrestling match ensued, which ended with petting and a whole lot of purring from both participants.
Taylor had put her guitar away and was now in the exercise room running full steam ahead on a treadmill. While Cara was busy doing her second chore for the day in the restroom, cleaning toilets. But none of those were whom Emma was looking for. Bella and Chloe were in the kitchen eating lunch.
“I don’t want PB and J…” Chloe whined, and stamped her foot like an impetuous child
“Well,” said Bella, hand on a cocked hip and with a very sassy teenager like grin on her face. “That’s what you’re getting. Now eat up or you’ll be in big trouble, little lady.”
“Perfect,” Emma said, as she watched the scene with a smile. She leaned over to Dove and said, “watch this.”
As the “babysitter,” and the “little girl,” continued to argue, the real authority figure strode across the main dorm floor into the kitchen. “What’s going on here?” she demanded, folding her arms over her chest and looking cross.
“Nothing, Mistress,” Bella said hastily.
While at the same time, her little girl whined, “Miss Bella’s making me eat this shit! Again!” She too crossed her arms and with a pouty lip cried, “I had PB and J yesterday! I want pisghetti!”
Emma, doing her best to suppress a very amused grin glanced back and forth between them in mock anger. They both watched her in fear and uncertainty, wondering which of them was about to be in trouble. Finally, as the suspense drew out, the mistress’s gaze shifted to the little girl. “What have I told you, young lady, about listening to your elders?”
“But, Mommy…” she whined, her tone now desperate. “I’ve had to eat this shit the past two days…”
“Language! Or I’ll wash that filthy mouth of yours out with soap. Would you like that, young miss?”
“No…” Chloe’s gaze shifted to the floor, but her tone suggested she was anything but sorry.
“That’s it!” Emma said authoritatively. She grabbed the little blonde by her arm and dragged her over to one of the kitchen tables. “You’re gonna get it!”
“No… Mommy, please!”
“Don’t talk back to me, young lady. You know what’s coming.” She bent Chloe over the table and said, “shorts, now!”
“No! Please,” Chloe sobbed, pleading, crying and struggling.
Emma pressed her lips to Chloe’s ear and in a harsh whispered told her: “Either you lower these shorts, or I do. And believe me, you don’t want me to do it.”
The little girl’s struggles ceased with the threat, but she continued to sob and cry, even as she took the waistband of her shorts in hand and pushed them down around her ankles. Emma took a moment, despite a desire to maintain the ruse, to admire Chloe’s body. Her little black shorts were down around her ankles, her legs spread as wide as the fabric would allow which put her tight innie pussy on full display. It took a considerable amount of Emma’s willpower not to touch it, as it was already dripping in anticipation of whatever her “mommy” was about to do to her. “This is going to hurt me more than it is you,” Emma said, as she brought her hand back. She then delivered a very thorough paddling to the little girl’s bare bottom.
By the time she was finished disciplining her little girl, three things had happened. Chloe’s butt was stained bright red with multiple handprints. She was sobbing and crying as tears flowed down her cheeks. But it didn’t take a keen observer to notice her face wasn’t the only thing wet. Her pussy was gushing and her trembling legs were slick with fluid. Finally, her wailing had drawn the attention of everyone in the harem who were now all watching with interest.
“What was that all about?” Margot asked, her face calm in a sea of those marred with shock and surprise.
“Nothing,” Emma said offhandedly. She reared back and gave Chloe one last good hard whack, adding, “someone’s been a naughty girl is all.” She leaned close to the sobbing blonde’s ear and roughly squeezed her ass cheek, adding, “isn’t that right?”
“Yes…” Chloe sobbed, closing her eyes in embarrassment from the looks on the faces watching her. “I’ve been a very bad girl…”
“You have indeed,” Emma said, standing up straight and smoothing the wrinkles from her skirt. “Now, I want you to spend the rest of the day in your room, thinking about what you’ve done.”
“But… Mommy…” Chloe sobbed, as she tried to stand up off the table and pull up her shorts.
“This is not a discussion, young lady, and did I tell you to pull up your pants?”
“No…” the blonde answered, letting them fall back around her ankles and looking at the floor in shame.
“Good. Now go to your room!”
Chloe’s shoulders shuddered as she sobbed, but she nodded and began to waddle out of the room, her little black shorts still around her ankles. She shimmied forth slowly and her thumb went into her mouth. “Take Colin with you,” Emma added as the little girl shuffled past her teddy. Chloe scooped up the bear and sucked her thumb as she left, shorts around her ankles and her ass stung bright red with handprints.
“As for you,” Emma said, rounding on the redhaired babysitter. “If you don’t take this job more seriously in the future, I can find someone to replace you.”
“I’m sorry, Mistress,” Bella said sheepishly.
“You should be. Now I want you to stay away from Chloe for the rest of the day. She’s being punished and the last thing she needs is you distracting her. Do we have an understanding?”
“Yes, Mistress.”
“Good.”
After that, things went back to normal. Emma gave Dove a wink, indicating that the show was all part of her plan and the gathered crowd dispersed, going back to whatever they’d been doing beforehand. All except Dove and Emma that is. The blonde teen left the main dorm and followed Taylor Swift into the exercise room to begin her daily workout. While Emma followed her new lover into the restroom after seeing a look of concern on her face.
“It’s nothing to worry about,” said the brunette, as the door closed behind them.
“Are you sure?” Cara said, spinning on Emma and folding her arms across her chest in a weak attempt to look angry.
“That little show wasn’t for me…” said the brunette, a wide grin spreading on her face at seeing her lover in a jealous tizzy.
“It sure seemed like you were getting off on it,” said the blonde, looking down at the floor, a slight pout to her lips.
“Is someone jealous…” Emma teased. She crossed the distance between them, reached out, and carefully unfolded Cara’s arms, wrapping hers around the blonde’s dainty waist as she did. “It was fun, I’ll admit,” she said, leaning in and gently kissing her lover’s neck.
Cara continued to pout but pulled Emma into her arms. “If it wasn’t for you,” she said, with a frown, “then why did you do it?”
“I’m playing match maker,” Emma whispered, as she reached up and ran her fingers though Cara’s hair. “You’re so sexy,” she said breathlessly, as she brushed her nose along the blonde’s cheek.
“Match maker?” Cara inquired, now smiling as she swayed slightly and held her lover close.
“Our little Dove has a crush on a certain redhead… I thought I could help.”
“So that show was what, just to separate Chloe from Bella?”
“Uh huh,” Emma whispered, her lips right next to Cara’s ear.
The blonde sighed softly, feeling more assured now that she knew her lover’s motive. She leaned her head against Emma’s, her hands dropping low and cradling the brunette’s back. “What are you going to do about Chloe? Just leave her all pent up and sulking in her room?”
“That depends…”
“On what?”
“You…” Emma breathed the response into Cara’s ear, before kissing it and sucking softly on the lobe.
“Me?” gasped the blonde, still holding her lover in a warm embrace.
“Well,” Emma said, between gentle kisses. “We could go there together. Me and Auntie Cara could play good Auntie, bad Mommy, with the little girl… Or… Yeah,” she laughed, “I could just leave her pent up and alone.”
“Isn’t that kind of cruel to just leave her like that?”
Emma shrugged. “She’s my responsibility. But honestly, I care more about you and our relationship than making Chloe feel secure in her delusions…”
Cara turned to look her new lover in the eyes, a thoughtful, serious look on her face. “Can I think about it?’ she said, smiling.
“Of course,” Emma whispered, planting a soft kiss on the blonde’s lips.
Cara smiled with the kiss and reached up to clutch the back of Emma’s head. With her other arm, she held tight to the brunette’s back. She then kissed back, spinning as she did and pinning Emma against the restroom wall. The mistress of the harem gasped, opening her mouth just as Cara’s tongue plunged inside.
Emma wrapped a leg around her lover’s waist and the two women began to passionately grope and kiss. She closed her eyes, again feeling the sweet bliss of surrendering power to the blonde. As they made out, the quick, fleeting thought crossed through her head that if she wasn’t careful, she could lose herself in the feelings she was developing for this woman.
Cara’s hand delved lower and began to lift Emma’s skirt. “I want you…” she whispered.
“Wait…” Emma breathed. “We… we shouldn’t do this here…”
The blonde pulled back, breathless, her chest heaving. “You’re right,” she said, straightening her clothes and taking a step away from Emma. She gave one more lingering look up and down her lover’s body. “I suppose I should get back to this bathroom then…”
Emma laughed. She darted forward and again kissed her lover on the lips. “Think about my offer.” She took a slow step back, looking Cara over with an equally longing gaze. “I’ll be in my room if you need me… taking a cold shower…”
The blonde’s laughter followed her out of the restroom door. Emma then returned to the main dorm. She did plan to go to her room and take a cold shower. But first, she had one more thing to do before tonight…
Day 46 (10:15 P.M.)
Emma slipped out of the bed in her little girl’s room. By the faint glow of a Hello Kitty nightlight, she slipped back into her clothes. She smiled, looking down at the scene, and remembered what had just happened.
Cara came to her after she was done with her chores, telling Emma she’d give it a try with the caveat that she’d be allowed to back out whenever she wanted. Of course, Emma agreed and immediately took her new lover to visit her little girl. They found Chloe standing in the middle of her room, sulking, shorts still down around her ankles, and sucking her thumb.
It worked perfectly. Emma introduced Cara as Chloe’s new Auntie and told her she had to listen to whatever she said. Then, Cara played the nice, reasonable authority figure, while Emma was mean and rough… The hot, sticky sex culminated with Emma straddling Chloe’s face and grinding her pussy against the little girl’s face. She faced Cara who Chloe was fingering as she straddled the teen’s waist. Mommy and Auntie made out, kissing and groping one another as the little girl brought them both off. But, by the time they were done, all three had more than one incredible orgasm. Cara had even gotten into the roleplay and seemed to be enjoying it. Afterwards, they had fallen asleep in a twisted, sweaty tangle of body parts.
Emma fastened the last button on her blouse, still looking down at the bed. Both women were out like a light and snoozing softly. Cara was clutching a pillow, her head near the top of the bed. She had a big, stupid grin on her face and her lips were moving, like she was talking to someone in her sleep. While Chloe, who was turned the other direction, cuddled one of the Brit’s skinny legs and nuzzled her cheek against her foot. The little blonde smiled before bringing her thumb up to her lips and sucking on it softly…
She was happy that Cara had accepted Chloe. After all it had been Emma’s relationship with the nubile little teen that had destroyed what she’d had with Margot. Perhaps Cara had heard that story and decided to give this a chance rather than risk a similar outcome… Either way, Emma was pleased with how this evening had gone. She just had one more thing to set right before she could return to sleep for the night.
Now that she was dressed, Emma slipped out of the bedroom. She moved through the VIP lounge, ignoring the faint moaning she could hear coming from Margot’s suite. Inside the main dorm room, she immediately went to Dove’s door. She knocked twice out of courtesy, then used her thumbprint to gain entry.
The timid blonde was seated on the edge of her bed, hands folded nervously in her lap, and was delicately chewing on her bottom lip. She looked up, her beautiful green eyes filled with anxiety and hope. “Nervous?” Emma asked, with a grin, as she held out her hand for the teen to take.
“Very,” Dove responded, taking the harem mistress’s hand and rising to her feet.
She looked good, Emma had to admit. So much so that she nearly regretted rejecting the teen’s advances earlier that day. Her red gym shorts were tight and clung to her taut, firm ass. The t-shirt she wore was cut just low enough to show off her full breasts and ample cleavage. Her platinum hair hung loose around her shoulders, light and curly. While her full pouty lips and big green eyes gave her both that cute, innocent girl-next-door look and simultaneously made her appear sexy as hell. “Well you look great, and once you get settled in, all that nervous energy will just fade away.”
“You think so?”
“I know so,” Emma answered, giving the teen a reassuring smile. “Now, let’s get you to Bella. She’s probably wondering where you are by now… I told her we’d be there just after curfew.”
“You told her?” Dove responded, in alarm, mixed with a tiny bit of anger.
“I had to… Don’t worry. Everything is going to be great. Trust me.” She gave the blonde one last grin and led her by the hand out of her room.
They moved in silence, Dove squeezing her hand anxiously, from the hallway outside the blonde’s cell into the main dorm and from there into the hallway outside of Bella’s room. Again, Emma knocked twice to announce her presence before using her thumbprint to gain entry. The lock clicked and she pushed the door open.
Bella was standing, leaning against the wall and watching them with a serious expression on her face. Her arms were folded, over the top of her panties, showing off her lightly muscled stomach. There was a smoldering intensity in her eyes. Her long sexy legs were crossed at the ankle and the only thing the teen wore was the red bra and panties of a level 3. The thong rode up high on her hips, further enhancing the effect of her position. While the bra pushed together her perfectly shaped, well-formed tits.
She was watching them as they stepped into her room. Both Emma and Dove paused at the sight of her and nearly simultaneously uttered an awe inspired, “Wow.” The former Disney star laughed musically before flipping her long, curly red hair over her shoulder. Her smoldering dark eyes shifted from Emma to Dove as she took a good, long look at the blonde’s equally sexy body. “Hello,” she said, sighing and biting her lip like the coy tease she was.
Dove was frozen in awe, but Emma quickly recovered. She smiled broadly and looked over at the befuddled blonde. “Well, here you are…” she said, taking a step back towards the door. Bella was watching them both, a hungry look on her face. But Emma thought it best if she left quickly before she deiced to join in whatever was about to happen. “Remember, Bella, you can open your own door again. So, you might want to let Dove out before weigh in to clean up and change clothes…”
The redhead looked like a tiger about to pounce on a wounded rabbit. The juxtaposition between the two was nearly comical and Emma had to admit she would very much enjoy watching… or joining. But, without another word, she took one more step back, exited the room, and pulled the door closed after her. She then left to return to Cara and her little Chloe.
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Dove had been fantasizing about this moment basically since the moment she arrived in this prison. In her opinion, the chance to hook up with one of her earliest and biggest crushes was one of the only good things that might come from her abduction. However, now that she was standing here before the object of her attraction, she wasn’t excited, she was terrified. The sweet, mostly innocent redhead she’d known when they were both on Disney was gone, replaced by the lascivious, sex-crazed succubus who stood before her.
She wasn’t sure just what was going to happen next, but already, she could feel her pussy clenching in anticipation. The door clicked shut as Emma backed out of the room. It hadn’t occurred to Dove, before the harem mistress’s last words, that she would be trapped in here, at the mercy of her crush. She licked her lips nervously as they continued to stare at one another, each waiting for the other to make a move.
“I…” Dove began, her voice halting and nervous. She could feel the redhead’s dark eyes traveling over body, making her cheeks color in embarrassment. She looked up from the floor, arms folded protectively over her chest. “I… was hoping we could talk…” she finally managed, as her bashful green eyes met Bella’s dark, lustful gaze.
“No, you weren’t,” Bella responded, her tone bold. With a wicked grin on her face, she took a commanding step forward, placing her within arm’s reach. She lashed out, seizing Dove’s wrists, and lifting them over her head as she stepped into her, pinning her against the door.
The blonde squeaked in shock and surprise but was otherwise given no chance to refute the redhead’s claim. “You came here to fuck…” Bella whispered, just before she kissed her.
All of Dove’s reservations evaporated as Bella’s lips met hers. It felt so good to be with someone confidant, someone who knew what they wanted and weren’t afraid to take it. She gasped in desire, her mouth opening just enough to allow the redhead’s tongue to slip inside. With a sigh of acceptance, she wrapped a leg around Bella’s thigh and used it to pull her in close before sucking hungrily on the lusty invader.
Bella pressed her toned, muscular body against Dove. She brought the blonde’s hands together over her head and held them firmly in place with one of her own. Her free hand then groped the timid teen’s thigh and slowly, she began to feel her way up her chest. Their kissing was hot and passionate. Their tongues intertwined and danced back and forth in a vigorous game of give and take. It only took a moment for Bella’s hand to find it’s way inside Dove’s little red t-shirt and up to her perky tits. She gave the fleshy pillow a little squeeze as the kissing and body grinding continued.
Dove was so caught up in the moment, in the exquisite warmth of Bella’s body, of her sweet kisses, and her adventurous hand that she failed to notice what the redhead had been hiding since she and Emma first entered the room. At first, her arms and her underwear obscured it from view. But now, the only thing keeping it a secret was the heat of the moment.
Suddenly, Bella released her hold on Dove’s wrists. She seized the blonde by the shoulders and forcefully pushed her down to her knees. The former Disney princess had just enough time to look up at the redhead in surprise before she grabbed her red thong and shoved it down around her ankles, fully revealing the surprise and cutting off any chance the blonde might have had to voice a protest.
Dove’s big green eyes grew even wider in shock and her mouth fell agape as her gaze slowly fell from the redhead’s face down to the huge, thick, plastic cock dangling between her legs. “It’s called a feeldoe,” Bella whispered as she seized the base and gently slapped it against the blonde’s startled face.
It was massive. The size of the thing was intimidating. But her first thought as she laid eyes on it was of the master, and his huge prick. She licked her lips, wanting it now, wanting her now, more than ever.
“And…” Bella said slowly and softly, as she eased the tip between Dove’s thick lips. “If you get it good and wet for me, I’ll give you the best orgasm of your life…”
Dove’s eyes rolled back into her head and her whole body shuddered. Without even touching her pussy, this situation had just sent a tiny, but powerful little orgasm shooting though her. Bella used the opportunity to push just over a third of the dick into her mouth and when the blonde recovered her faculties, she wrapped her lips around it moaning in desire as she did so.
The redhead seized both sides of her head and began to slowly thrust her hips back and forth. The thick, plastic cock stretched the blonde’s lips as drool began to pool in her mouth. A moment later, Bella used her superior position to force Dove’s head back against the door. The blonde looked up and her green eyes filled with lust as Bella slowly built momentum.
Soon, she was fully face fucking the once timid blonde, who was now taking her thick plastic cock like a champ. Two-thirds of it slid forward, bumping against the back of her mouth, just at the top of her throat. Thick strands of drool now stuck to the feeldoe, to Dove’s chin, and to Bella’s hips as the redhead thrust vigorously.
“You look so fucking hot…” Bella said, her voice thick and sultry. “…taking that cock like a pornstar.” She briefly paused her movement, leaving more than half the prick in her mouth, to affectionately touch the gasping blonde’s cheek. She smiled warmly down at her and whispered, “you ready to take the whole thing?”
Ready or not, Bella didn’t give Dove a chance to respond. She grabbed the blonde by the back of the neck and took a deep preparatory thrust into her mouth. The feeldoe was two thirds in and hit Dove’s esophagus, causing her eyes to bulge and water. She gagged violently, but Bella was fiercely determined, and unconcerned over the teen’s discomfort and so, took another thrust.
This time the cock slammed its way into Dove’s throat. The blonde gagged and gripped Bella’s thighs. Her green eyes filled with tears as she pulled the redhead closer with each stroke. They dripped down her cheeks as Bella pushed her big plastic dick further in. It was far more cock than the relatively chaste teen had ever had in her mouth before. The sensation was painful and she couldn’t breathe very well, but her pussy was now spasming in desire to have it inside of her.
Bella smiled down at Dove as she moaned in delight. “Good girl,” she whispered. She relaxed her hold on the blonde’s neck to something that was more affectionate and began to gently fuck her throat. She rocked her hips back and forth, moving the feeldoe out, so only the tip remained in Dove’s mouth, then pushed it back, teasing it in till it filled her throat.
She gave the blonde a moment to acclimate and then began to speed her movements. Soon, she was thrusting forward with a near wild abandon. Her hips slapped against Dove’s face as she literally pulled the blonde’s head forward with each thrust. Drool now poured from Dove’s mouth. It coated the feeldoe from tip to base, it dripped in thick gooey strands from her chin, staining her red t-shirt and it stuck to Bella’s hips, forming dozens of little bridges between face and thigh.
Dove’s breathing grew erratic, her eyes rolled in her head, as her brain became more and more oxygen deprived from the repeated invasions into her throat. Just as her grip on Bella’s thighs grew weak, the redhead took a step back, yanking her cock free of the blonde’s hungry mouth. Dove took a deep, desperate gasp of breath, coughing and sputtering as drool dripped from her lips.
Bella gazed down at the gasping teen, towering over her like a futanari sex goddess. She reached down and unclasped the hook on her bra and tossed it aside. She grinned at Dove as the blonde’s spittle dribbled from her fat, plastic prick. It felt almost as good to have her feeldoe back as fucking Dove’s needy mouth had felt. She could hardly wait to give the tiny blonde a good deep fucking, but then another thought entered her head. “You ready to take a ride on this thing, baby,” she asked, taking a seat on the edge of the bed and patting her lap.
The redhead leaned back on her elbows, watching as Dove rose to her feet and stared at her, standing on shaky legs. The blonde teen grinned back, wiped her chin, and moved towards her long-time crush. As she walked the short distance between them, she peeled off her drool covered t-shirt along with the rest of her clothes and tossed them aside on the floor. She slid into Bella’s lap, straddling the redhead and pressing her body close. She mashed the dick between them, whispering, “and here I thought you were just going to keep face fucking me.” Bella smiled up as Dove leaned down to kiss her.
They shared another deep passionate kiss. Dove rubbed her body against Bella and the two lovers groped and fondled one another. The blonde moaned into her lover’s mouth as Bella grabbed two handfuls of ass and squeezed. The redhead then reached down and turned on the feeldoe’s vibrating function.
Dove, feeling the cock vibrating between their bodies looked down at it in surprise. She bit her lip, her gaze returning to the lusty eyes of her lover. “That’ll make things fun,” she sighed, leaning down and meeting Bella’s lips again.
As they continued to kiss and fondle, Bella lifted Dove and slowly lowered her down onto her cock. The blonde moaned low and deep, pulling away and arching her neck and back as the thick vibrating plastic filled her. “Fuck,” she groaned, before pressing her lips back to Bella’s. The feeldoe was surprisingly warm and it felt amazing as it slowly stretched her little pussy nearly to its limit.
Dove wrapped her arms around Bella’s neck, continuing to kiss her deeply. She lifted her feet, balancing them on the redhead’s knees and then began to slowly rise up and down, impaling herself on the thick prick. Her body pressed skintight against her lover’s, she fucked herself in a slow, steady motion as she built momentum.
As Dove got more and more into it, Bella returned to a relaxed position, leaning back on her elbows. She watched as the smoking hot blonde slowly fucked herself on the feeldoe. She had to admit she’d been surprised when Emma came to her earlier today and told her of Dove’s crush and the visit she’d planned for tonight. It wasn’t so much the crush or the visit that surprised Bella, it was more what the Brit had brought with her. Emma handed over the very toy that she had used earlier to rape Cara and gave her instructions to use it on Dove.
The vibrations sent a warm sensation through her body. It felt good, but it was doubtful they alone would be enough to get her off. Nonetheless, Bella felt inclined to sit back and watch as Dove bounced up and down. The blonde bit her lip coyly, meeting her gaze with a shy, almost innocent smile. Her chin was still wet with drool and her perky tits swayed as she moved. “God damn you’re hot…” she said, bringing one hand up to cop a feel.
The redhead squeezed one of Dove’s big, perky tits, gently mashing the nipple between her fingers. The blonde moaned and sat down hard, shoving nearly the entire cock inside her tiny little hole. She grinned mischievously at Bella’s comment and, without a word, gently took her arm by the wrist. She brought the redhead’s hand to her lips and wrapped her pouty lips around two of the digits.
She then began to bob her lips up and down, taking the fingers down to the knuckle, before pulling back to the tip and doing it again. Her tongued danced seductively around them, moving in a slow enticing circle around each and coating them in saliva. At the same time, she resumed her bouncing. Balancing on just her knees and using her feet and legs to lift her up before sitting back down, she made sure the entire dick filled her. All the while, she met Bella’s lusty gaze with an unwavering stare of pure desire.
After a few minutes of this, Bella couldn’t take it any longer. Her cunt was gripping the feeldoe’s vibrating plug, spasming in an urgent need to fuck the sexy blonde. “You about ready to get fucked?” she asked, her voice husky.
Dove only nodded, still watching her with bedroom eyes and suckling on her fingers.
If it wasn’t so incredibly hot and if she weren’t so incredibly horny, Bella might have laughed at the over exaggerated look on Dove’s face. She carefully extracted her fingers from the bouncing girl’s mouth and placed them both onto her thighs. Her eyes traveled up and down Dove’s sexy body in one last look, trying to imprint the memory in her mind as clearly as possible. She then gripped her tight, lifted, and spun, planting the blonde on her back in the middle of the bed.
Bella rose up on her knees, still between Dove’s fabulous skinny legs and placed her hand between the blonde’s tits. Dove was watching her, lust in her gaze, as she ran her fingertips down her sweaty body, over her taut stomach to the top of her pussy. Their gazes locked, Bella pressed her thumb firmly against the blonde’s clit and took a long slow thrust out and then fully back into her hot, tight twat.
Dove moaned low and long and raised her arms up over her head to give her lover an amazing view. “Fuck me,” she gasped, flexing her stomach and pressing her knees around the redhead’s waist.
Seeing Dove’s magnificence splayed out before her, Bella felt overcome by emotion, by a deep desire to give her pleasure. She lay down on top of the sexy blonde but was still perched on her knees and gave her a long deep kiss. As their tongues met, as they passed saliva back and forth and ran their fingers through one another’s hair, Bella began to thrust into Dove in slow, deep strokes.
Dove clutched Bella close, cradling the redhead’s body to hers and kissing her, even as she began to fuck her with the feeldoe. Soon, the redhead was working too hard to continue the kiss. She rose up just enough so she could look down at her lover as her toned body began slapping against Dove. Sweat trailed both women’s bodies as they each began to thrust against each other. Bella pounded and stretched the young blonde’s pussy with her thick plastic cock. While Dove was shifting her hips with each stroke to meet the redhead as she pounded into her.
Their bodies were mashed together as they writhed together in sweaty ecstasy. Their hips met in tandem as they thrust against one another. Dove used her legs to draw Bella forward as the redhead worked her hips and body against the sexy blonde. With her arms drawn out over her head, each thrust sent Dove’s perfect boobs to shake and jiggle. It was a glorious sight that Bella took advantage off, gazing down on her as she worked to bring her lover to orgasm.
“Fuck, Bella, that feels so good. Don’t stop.” Dove said, in a moan as she reached up to tenderly stroke the redhead’s cheek, while her own face was contorted in bliss.
Bella was getting close too. The fat plug end of the feeldoe was vibrating, and each time she slammed it into Dove, it rubbed against all the right spots, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. She moaned deep on one particularly hard thrust that slammed the plug against her g-spot. “Cum for me,” she sighed, pressing her forehead against Dove’s and meeting her gaze.
Balancing on one hand, she reached down with the other, again pressing her thumb against the moaning blonde’s clit. Bella began to gently rub the rock hard numb, rolling it in a circle and sending Dove to spasming. They gazed into one another’s eyes as each continued to thrust her body against the other.
Dove moved her hand, intertwining her fingers with the hand Bella had above her head. “Fuck,” she sighed as the feeldoe stretched her pussy again and again. With her other hand she seized the sheet, twisting it in her grip as she felt herself loosing control of her body.
A soft wet sloshing sound could be heard now, as the blonde’s pussy was gushing with her right on the edge. Bella squeezed Dove’s hand, as their bodies met again sending shockwaves of pleasure though both women. Sweat trickled down Bella’s back and between Dove’s bouncing boobs. The redhead’s cunt was gripping the plug and with each thrust it slammed against her g-spot, causing her to moan in pleasure.
Dove bit her lip as she felt her body grow tense. “I’m… going to… cum,” she gasped.
Bella smiled lovingly down at her new lover. Dove’s body felt so good pressed against her and each thrust of her cock only increased that feeling. She was going to cum alongside the blonde any moment. But, as the sensation rose and caused her body to tense, the realization grew that the physical pleasure she felt was only part of the reason this felt so good. Bella missed this. She missed having someone, someone to love and be intimate with, someone she could give pleasure to. With Chloe it was just sex, just pleasure. This felt more like what she thought she’d had with Taylor.
As that realization dawned on Bella, in that moment, her and Dove’s hot, sweaty bodies collided together one last time. For each of them, it was as if the dam had broken. Both moaned as the feeldoe hit them in just the right spot and both orgasmed near simultaneously.
For a moment their bodies were locked in the rigidity of exultation and they just stared into one another’s blissful gaze as neurons fired and norepinephrine and serotonin flooded their brains. In that climactic moment, they weren’t two separate people, they were one. And, then it was over.
Bella collapsed onto Dove’s chest. The little blonde wrapped her legs around her lover’s waist, cradling her exhausted body. She gently stroked her back and trailed her fingers through the teen’s luxurious red hair as both gasped to catch their breath. “Fuck,” Dove whispered, clenching her thighs to hold her new lover as close as possible, “Bella… that was incredible.”
Bella rose up and looked down at Dove, still breathing hard from her efforts. She smiled down at her, feeling full, complete. She bit her lip nervously and gently brushed a strand of blonde hair from her lover’s face. “I, think I love you,” she whispered.
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Day 46 (11:30 P.M.)
Alex found Emma in Chloe’s room with Cara. She’d returned there and crawled into bed with his little girl and her lover after escorting Dove to Bella’s room. The woman he loved then curled up between them and had fallen asleep.
He watched her as she slept. She looked happy, lying there in Cara’s arms as Chloe slept askew, her head on the wrong side of the bed, lying on her chest and one arm hanging off the side of the bed. He smiled. They must have had one hell of a night, he thought, as he looked down at the ring in his hand.
He wondered how she would take his proposal. Would it make her happy… or only serve to infuriate her when it invariably reminded her that she was his prisoner? Still, he loved her, and this was the best way he knew to show her. Perhaps she would say yes. Perhaps there would be strings attached. What would it take for her to love him the way he loved her?
Light from Chloe’s Hello Kitty night light reflected off the diamond and drew Alex from his thoughts. There was a shift on the bed as one of the girls moved to a more comfortable position. As his presence was noted, his gaze returned to the bed. “It’s now or never,” he thought…
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