Note- More of the same made up erotica featuring those in celebrity.
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Ruffled with sleep, Emma awoke as the dazzling lights came up. She rubbed her eyes and blinked several times as she got accustomed to the light. There was nothing but silence in the room. And as she looked around at the other beds, it appeared that she was totally alone.
"Now what?"
It was day five in the Big Brother house, and the sex contest had reconvened after a hastily arranged break. Due to the extreme heat in England, a record temperature had been registered the day before, a number of fires had broken out close by to the secluded house. It had been decided to remove all the housemates to an hotel until it was deemed safe to return. However, when Emma awoke, she was the only celebrity in the house.
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The room seemed even larger now that the other housemates had left.
The luscious and lascivious actress/model saw that the main table had been set for a breakfast for one. A camera panned across the ceiling, and a light beamed straight down on the elegant thirty-two year old, highlighting her slim body that gracefully undulated in the circle of light. Bemused, she tumbled out of bed and padded barefoot and naked to the table. She poured some coffee into a cup and nibbled on some muesli. Raising her head, she studied the ever present camera lenses and wondered for the hundredth time who might be watching.
After taking a hot shower, Emma popped outside to the garden, which was eerily silent.
"Big Brother? What's going on?" She shouted out to the empty room. "Where do I go from here? What do I do next?"
Nothing. It had been five days since she had arrived in the house, and for the first time, she missed the outside world. It all seemed like some dream as she realised that in just a few days, she had been fucked several times, and by several partners.
Even for the liberal minded activist, it came as a delicious revelation.
"Come on, you buggers! Talk to me!"
"This is Big Brother. Can Emma Watson please report to the Diary Room."
Finally. Emma sauntered over to the small room and opened the heavy door. Once inside, she sat down in the high backed chair and waited.
"Where are the others?"
She asked with arms folded under her pert tits.
"It has become aware that certain parties from without, have chosen you to be regarded as a special housemate. A male guest is about to enter the house, and he has declared he wishes to enjoy one afternoon in your exclusive company. It cannot not be specified enough that you and he will be filmed live on Channel X, and that it is expected of you that you do whatever he so desires. For your cooperation you shall be rewarded with the sum of £500,000. Refusal shall see you forfeit all monies that you have acquired thus far. Do you understand?"
"Yes."
There seemed little point in tossing away over ten million for the sake of one more anonymous shag. She had come this far, so be it.
"You may leave the Diary Room."
The door opened and she stepped out. As she did so, the big door to the main room swung open and a broad shouldered, six footer entered, wearing nothing but his contentment. She looked on in numb disbelief as the naked man approached her.
"Hello, Emma."
"Oh, balls! Not him!"
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Emma instinctively thrust her hand between her thighs to hide her uncovered sex, and yet lifted her firm breasts high.
"You!"
"Who else?"
Robert Lincoln smiled back at the ill at ease actress and put his hands on his hips in a self-approving manner.
"The King of Sex Games!" (See chapter one)
"Dear me. Call me Linc, please."
The svelte, perma-tanned multi-millionaire entrepreneur ran a hand through thick brown hair and shrugged. Since their only meeting, he had acquired a two day stubble on his chin. Emma's eyes naturally lowered to take in his fairly impressive hairy chest and trimmed back pubic area. He had obviously ingested a Japanese variant of the Viagra pill, as his dick had expanded to a potent looking vertical white column.
"Well, 'Linc' what's the idea?" Said Emma nonplussed.
Emma watched the smug bastard with those gorgeous brown eyes of hers, and she experienced a pang of nervous anticipation. What was he doing?
His coolness infuriated her as he walked around the room, taking in the line of beds and spots where so much sex action had been beamed live to Abu Dhabi and Japan.
She became acutely aware of the remote television cameras moving in for close shots of her naked form. And for the first time since entering the Big Brother house, she felt self conscious about the unique situation.
"Who on earth chose this carpet? Absolutely hideous."
"This isn't going to work."
Linc paused and spread his hands.
"You see? Headstrong yet vulnerable." He pointed at her naked form and shrugged.
"That's what has made you the hit of the show. The show has been a huge success by the way. We've made a ton of money. There's even talk of an American version of the show. Can you believe it? I should have thought of this years ago. Easy money."
"And me?"
He looked at her with THAT look and Emma's loins became decidedly heated. He definitely had an aura of sexuality about him. It was just that he was so bloody obnoxious. At moments like this though, sex brought an edge. A different kind of tension that made her tingle in an almost dangerous way.
"Us. I've been watching you especially, my dear Emma. And I want you."
He had chosen well. Emma had invested the house with a certain aura it didn't really merit. Like many, many others, Lincoln experienced an overwhelming desire to have her.
"Get stuffed, you creep. Go back to your sordid little Japanese game shows with the nude news reporters."
Emma looked at him with a barely suppressed growl of displeasure. Why the fuck did he have to be so ruggedly good looking? His face had a hungry look about it, which was accentuated by the bright lights of the room. As far as she knew he had no credible or well intended principles, he was just a draw in physical ways. In the end it was his eyes that captured her most. Dark brown and dreamy.
Something about him intrigued her, and although her words were bold, her vulnerable body betrayed her.
Her heart beat hard in her chest as he came face to face with the trembling female. Her head screamed at her to not give in, but her erect nipples gave the game away. Plus, the ache between her thighs refused to desist.
"You look adorable in the buff." Said Linc as he scrutinised her petite frame.
She did present the sharp eyed fellow with an unabashed view of her firmed up form. Her breasts were perfectly proportioned and despite her being only five feet five in bare feet, she was utterly beautiful. Her upper thighs and hips tapered to underscore her tantalising mons.
"I'm going to kiss you now."
"Piss off!"
