Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Brie Larson or Elizabeth Olsen or any other celebrities. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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Brie Larson was feeling extremely tired from a long day of press and interviews, which was maybe the worst part of her job. Of course this time was even worse, because while thankfully she wasn't in the same interviews as Elizabeth Olsen, they were back in the same orbit, something that Brie couldn't get out of her mind.
Especially because she was constantly getting texts from her tormentor, telling her in detail what was going to happen to her at the end of the day, which made Brie's poor butt hole quiver with fear. Which would be bad enough, but her treacherous body was also quivering with anticipation. And her pussy, oh God, her pussy was wet. Wet from the thought of getting ass fucked, again! What the hell was wrong with her?
Part of the problem was she spent the entire day expecting to be pulled into a bathroom, Elizabeth reminding her that with the blackmail material she had on her, she could have her anyway she wanted, whenever she wanted, which to her shame constantly left Brie feeling horny. Then disappointed when it didn't happen.
Especially as they had a premier to go to, meaning that Brie would have to sit through a three-hour movie before getting some relief. Oh well, at least this meant that they would be doing it in a hotel room this time, meaning that it would be less likely they were caught. Only, the moment she thought that, she got a text telling her to meet Elizabeth in the bathroom. Oh God, she was so fucked! Literally!
That text came moments before the movie started, Brie just staring at it with disbelief until the lights went down, at which point she turned off the phone and put it away. From where she was, she could just about see Elizabeth, and since she hadn't moved Brie had no reason too. But then she did move, even making sure to give Brie a look as she went, which again made poor Brie quiver, especially her most private hole.
She then sat there in the dark for a few long minutes, before taking a deep and calming breath, and making her way to the exit. At which point she very nearly ran out of the building, but she didn't want to find out what the consequences of that would be, so eventually she went into the nearest girl's bathroom.
She found Elizabeth there waiting for her with a wicked grin on her face, the other woman immediately grabbing her, shoving her against the nearest wall, and then shoving her tongue into her mouth. Brie loved kissing beautiful women, but definitely not in a public setting, so initially she tensed up and tried to pushed Lizzie away.
Of course Liz was having none of that, and despite herself Brie found herself melting into the kiss for a few long minutes, before she thought she heard something, and broke the kiss. Thankfully she was wrong, or at least the sound came from someone not heading this way. But either way it was a reminder that this was far more risky than the other times they'd had sex, semi-publicly, and that she should at least try to talk her way out of it.
"What?" Elizabeth frowned in confusion, and annoyance.
"I, I thought I heard something." Brie explained.
"Huh." Elizabeth hummed, tilting her head and listening out, before admitting, "I don't hear anything."
"Well, obviously. But it's only a matter of time before I do, and there is something. Or someone." Brie pointed out, "So do you really want to take the risk?"
"Yes." Elizabeth grinned, without hesitation.
"But... but couldn't we just watch the movie?" Brie whimpered.
"We will... next time. I promise." Elizabeth promised, another grin crossing her face, "I'm actually really looking forward to watching this movie in full. But it's a long press tour, and we're going to get a lot of chances to see this thing. Mmmmmmmmmm, and right now, there's something I'd much rather watch. Namely your cute little butt bouncing on my cock."
"And you will." Brie promised, hating that fact, even if her body didn't, "Just not here. Please? Later, in your hotel room?"
Elizabeth looked thoughtful for a moment, then nodded her head, "Alright."
"Thank God." Brie breathed a sigh of relief, although it was short-lived.
"All you need to do, is get Scarlett to take your place." Elizabeth explained, trying not to grin wickedly, and probably failing, as she explained, "Yeah, go get Scarlett, bring her down here, and explain you're giving her to me, as a gift. Explains she deserves the best top, and you realized now that it isn't you. That it's me. That a bottom of her high-calibre deserves to be with a real top."
"I'm not saying any of that." Brie protested, both angry and appalled, "Not now, not ever."
"Well, it's either her ass, or yours." Elizabeth explained, before pointing out, "Although you may want to choose hers. It'll be a nice way to ease the transitional period. For both her, and especially you. Or better yet, maybe I'll have you anally ride me in front of her? That should be fun. She's your favourite, right? Mine too, mmmmmmmm, and I can't wait for her to find out you're just like her, a little anal loving bitch!"
"Okay, okay, fine! Let's just please stop talking about this, okay?" Brie blushed, quickly adding, "And for the love of God, can we please do this in a stall?"
"As if we'd do this anywhere else." Elizabeth scoffed, before heading for the nearest stall, "Just give me a sec, okay?"
"Okay." Brie replied definitively, taking a few long seconds to make sure they were alone, and then heading into the stall, at which point she whimpered at what she saw.
Namely Elizabeth pulling a strap-on up her thighs, and then sitting down on the toilet to start stroking lube into it, while grinning at her pray, "Take off your dress and give me that ass! Oooooooooooh yeahhhhhhhhhh, mmmmmmmmmmm, fuck yes, give me what I want, nice and fast, and maybe, just maybe, I'll be nice and rim you first."
Elizabeth then chuckled as Brie struggled quickly to get out of her dress, drop it to the ground, and then turn around, so she could push her ass out. Brie would probably argue she just wanted to make this easy on herself, and quicker, but Elizabeth suspected Brie wanted this, at least on some level, because of the pleasure that a butt fucking could give her.
And they definitely should make this quick, given this was way too public, but Elizabeth just couldn't resist teasing her bitch in training a little bit, by leaving her hanging for a few long seconds. Plus it gave Brie the humiliation of exposing her ass, for the viewing pleasure of her top no less. Something which made the proud blonde look over her shoulder and glare at the brunette.
Which of course Elizabeth ignored in favour of staring at her prize, and then just jerking her head forward so she could bury her face in between Brie's butt cheeks. The combination of the suddenness of this, and no doubt the pleasure, caused Brie to let out a loud gasp, but thankfully after that she covered her mouth with her hand, and did a much better job of keeping herself quiet.
Meanwhile Elizabeth spent a minute or two tonguing that forbidden hole, just like that, which arguably wasn't a very good top thing to do because she was smothering herself in booty, but Elizabeth found it fun, and that was all that really mattered. After that she spread those cheeks with both hands, and pulled back, so she could spit on Brie's butt hole and then rub it in with her tongue.