"I want you to make me scream"

Emilia smiles at you through her intense panting.

"I thought you said you weren't a screamer." you say.

"I thought you said you could fix that." She answers quietly

And suddenly it's a challenge. Sure you could spend all day mouthing yourself at Emilia's wet crotch, making her cum over and over again. That doesn't sound like too bad a plan to you, or Emilia you'd have to imagine. But anyone, and apparently everyone could do as much.

No, Emilia wants you to do something special. She wants you to make her scream. And for that you have to relent.

So you pull away.

"What are... you doing?" Emilia asks, a look of concern on her face. "Finish.... me off."

You know it's not going to be that easy. And as she reaches her hands down into her pants to finish the job herself, you grab her arms, and swing them around behind her, holding them there.

"I thought... you were going to make me... scream?" She asks concerned.

"I am. I promise" you say, projecting the confidence to keep that promise, hoping that it's true, as you walk her down to aisle 3 - handcuffs, and slap a pair of fuzzy sex handcuffs on her. Now she can't reach her own clit.

You flip her back around. She gives you a look that's intense, but perhaps not quite convinced of your plan. You pull down her jeans, exposing her absolutely soaked, shaved, slit and push her up against the nearest wall.

"You're not the first person to try orgasm denial with me. If you think it will make me scream you've got a long day of disapp..."

You slap her bare pussy.

She screams.

You do it again.

She screams again. Louder. Wildly. Her head flailing, her brown hair falling all across her face. "Holy.... fuck. What... was that?"

You smile at her, and give a humble shrug. "I knew I'd never make you scream from pleasure. I can see how you react to pleasure. But pain..."

"But... but it felt... so good." She barely squeaks out.

And you're more than a little proud of yourself, that suddenly you've given slutty Emilia Clarke a new experience. You'd have thought that with all the guys she's been with, someone would have thought of it. But she's a famous actress, they're probably all too scared to give her anything she may not want.

But now this is what she wants.

"Do it... again." She says.

So you do. As hard as you can.

"FUUUUUUUCK!" She shouts as loud as you've ever heard anyone shout. "Ho.... ly.... shit..." After a few minutes she comes back to earth. "Do it... again.... please."

You stand smugly. "Mmmmm. I dunno"

"Please! You... have to.... I'll do anything... anything... I'll take you... back to... England with.... me and you can... have your way.... with me every... day... forever.... please.... anything."

"Anything?" You say.

"I'm not.... fucking... kidding." Emilia's whole body trembles. You've never seen a girl as lost in the throws of passion as she. "Anything."