One week away from the biggest wedding of the year, her own, Miley knew she had to end her "single" era in a MAJOR way.
Ten years. Ten years, off and on, had been dedicated to Liam and she was more than ready to give him decades more of commitment, loyalty, and love.
But first...her kinks had to be unleashed just once more before they were to be tamed in exchange for her "Happily Ever After".
As far as Liam knew, she was off to handle a few more details for their big day but secretly, she and her blacked out Range Rover were headed elsewhere.
She glanced in her rear view mirror to be sure that paparazzi wasn't following her before she turned onto a dirt road, hidden in the Calabasas hills.
It seemed to wind on for miles and miles, up slopes, down a valley and finally ended at a solid black fence in the middle of the woods.
It seemed almost militant. Obviously, it was metal and wrapped around a compound of sorts. No signs were there to confirm that she had arrived at her desired destination. All that stood nearby was a keypad of sorts that was erect from the ground, with a glowing green square of glass.
Above the square, white letters painted on the contraption read: "Place index finger here until beep is heard."
She looked at her left index finger and gave it to rub between her fingers. Partially to make sure it wasn't dirty, partially because she was afraid of what this mysterious machine was going to do.
"No time like the present..." She mumbled before placing her finger upon the glass and waiting for the anticipated...
*BEEP*
Spooked, she quickly took her finger away and brought into her car, near her chest. She watched as the machine seemed to flash green before a sound of moving gears was heard in front of her.
Her eyes watched the gate began to part wide enough for her to SUV to enter. There it was. The elusive, hushed-about White Box.
She drove forward a few feet, as if drawn in by its marvel, forcing herself to close her mouth which was now agape. She heard as an audible gulp come from her own body.
"Is this even real?" She whispered out. The building, completely white on the outside, looked so sterile, so futuristic... Inside that building, she was told by many, all of her dirtiest fantasies would come to life.
Her clit twitched as flashes of naughty dreams came to mind. She took a deep breath, trying to control her increasing heart rate before exiting her car and walking up to the building.
She was instructed to come without underwear and to wear something with "easy access". So, a floral sundress and sandals it is. Her already erect nipples seemed to harden as the thin dress brushed against them repeatedly.
Automated Smokey glass doors opened in front of her, revealing all white everything inside. The building seemed barren, with only the sound of the humming A/C resonating throughout.
Her eyes wandered around the room, searching for any signs of actual humanity.
"Right this way, Ms. Cyrus." Miley jumped, caught off guard by the sudden voice and turned to see a stoic, red haired woman dressed in a all white dress suit. "O...kay.." Miley reluctantly said as she followed the woman through a door which lead to what seemed like a maze of a hallway.
They passed numerous doors, each adorned with a painting of a flower, a flower different for each door.
"The Sacred Lotus room for you, Ms. Cyrus..." the woman said as she opened the door for Miley. Miley slowly stepped in and immediately saw a single white chair in the middle of the all black room. Hm. Black? Breaks the theme... "Please place this over your eyes after you are seated..." Miley was handled a Black sleeping mask of sorts.
"Your experience will begin shortly."
At that, the woman closed the door behind her and the sound of her heels clicking down the hallway soon faded away.
Miley examined the room as she slowly walked to the chair. It was pretty bare besides a random hole cut out in the wall. Miley squinted as her mind began to question it. Was it for pictures? Was there a camera behind there? Was someone just watching to be sure she was safe...?
Deciding to just let it be, she sat down and placed the mask over her eyes. She waited...and waited... Her fingers anxiously played with the bottom of her dress and before she knew it, a click could be heard from the door opening.
Someone else was now in the room with her. She swallowed hard and bit down on her lip, nervousness and anxiousness washing over her. A hand suddenly swept her hair away from her shoulders, leaving them bare. She gasped from the unexpected occurrence.
"Such soft skin..." The male (who sound Hispanic and to be in his 30's) whispered as his fingers lightly danced on both of her shoulders, seeming to play with the straps. His hands paused before sliding down her chest and onto her small but supple breasts. His fingers seemed to focus on the already very erect nipples that were begging for attention.
First rubbing, then pinching...softly, at first, before increasing in roughness. A moan escaped her lips as she shifted in her seat, feeling her pussy start to stir in excitement.
"Look at you.." His voice crooned. "Desperate for attention, like all of you Hollywood Whores are..." The insult only enlarged the already growing lustful flame within her.
He could tell.
A small chuckle could be heard as he released her buds and pulled the straps of her dress down, letting her be exposed to the open air.
He gently took her right hand into his own, shifting his position so that he was standing beside her now. He massaged and caressed her petite hand in his before placing it onto his incredibly hard cock, being restrained behind his pants.
Miley moaned and instinctively gave his member a squeeze in response.
"Look what you did..." He moaned out before grinding against her hand. "Just thinking about all I'm going to do to you has me rock hard."
Miley bit her lip and writhed in her seat in excitement, loving the thought of turning someone on in anticipation of her body.
"You like that,huh? You like turning people on with your body?"
She nodded feverishly in agreement as she continued to grope this strange man before her. "God, yes. Yes, I do."
"SLUT!" He abruptly yelled out, causing her to jump in shock. His voice seemed to echo throughout the room and only seemed to increase her arousal.
"Spread your fucking legs! Expose your your sex to me" Without hesitation or resolve, her legs uncrossed and spread wide for him. Exposed to the cool air, she could tell just how extremely wet these first few minutes had her. His hand was felt gathering and forcefully yanking her dress upwards, making sure there was nothing left unexposed.
He hummed softly as he observed her tight, young body. "Mmm...what if your adoring fans could see you now... Spread wide open for a complete stranger... Pussy drooling and begging for my cock..."
Almost breathless at the thought of humiliation, she rolled her head back and resisted the urge to pleasure herself in front of him.
"You'd like that too, wouldn't you? You seem like the type of slut that wants to be fucked on a stage. Maybe even have a bukkake in front of your family..."
"Yes...yes..." She huffed repeatedly as he spoke explicitly to her. Thoughts of publicly exposing herself, her kinkiness, fully to the world drove her wild. Her hips writhed so hard that it seemed she was prepared to fuck the air. He placed his fingers at her now soaked entrance and lightly toyed with her slippery lips, intentionally avoiding her throbbing, needy clit.
"Filthy whore..." He whispered as two of his fingers slid past her lips and began to massage her entrance. "Beg me to fuck your cunt..."
His fingers slowly entered her and was immediately gripped by the warm, tight, moist flower that was her pussy. Her hips buckled under his electric touch and she found herself thrusting just to get him deeper inside.
"P-please...fuck..." She whispered softly to this mystery man.
He moved himself closer to her face, enough so that she could feel his hot breath on her skin.
"I'm sorry, I didn't understand you. Say it louder, whore."
She swallowed hard and let out a suppressed groan in aggravation. Sexual tension consistently building within her. "Please fuck my c-cunt! Please!"
She spat out hurriedly, as his fingers lazily fucked her. In and out. Easy and slow. Squelching from her wetness made itself known.
His tongue found one of her rock hard nipples and gave it a little flick, causing an immediate moan from Miley.
