Hailee Steinfeld

The sound of a photo camera shutter going off filled the warehouse that two people currently occupied.

One was the photographer, a young man in his mid-twenties, who had recently gotten a big breakout making him the next up-and-coming photographer in Hollywood to work with. The other was a woman around the same age, dressed in a brightly coloured top and skirt combo.

Hailee Steinfeld was here for a photoshoot, and though the outfit she wore was just exciting and revealing enough, the whole shoot was not going as she wanted, and it showed. Her pretty face was set in a bright smile, but her eyes showed her annoyance with how things were going. She expressed her displeasure during their first break, and after going over the pictures they had so far, the photographer agreed they were missing something. The two were silent for the remainder of the break, with the photographer deep in thought. When it was time to continue, his face became more determined, and he approached Hailee.

'Okay, I got an idea that might spice things up enough.'

Hailee just raised an eyebrow at him but motioned for him to continue. He picked up one of the foldable steel chairs they had been sitting on and placed it in the middle of the photo area.

'I want you to sit down on this, and spread your legs as far as you feel comfortable with. See if you can bend them around the legs a bit to hold them apart. Hailee did as instructed, and as she spread her legs, she felt a slight tingle form between her legs as she felt his gaze firmly on her. She was well aware of the length of the skirt she was wearing and spreading her legs like this was toeing the line of revealing her panties. This was starting to look more along the lines of what she wanted it to be. She watched him reach for a silk scarf that was part of a previous outfit and approached her. he took her arms and brought them together in front of her. Using the scarf, he tied her wrists together just tight enough to make it look believable, but after giving it an experimental tug, she was confident she could pull free. She looked up into his eyes and noticed a shimmer of desire in them. Yes, this was defiantly starting to go in the right direction, and she decided to tease him a little bit.

'My mister photographer, this looks like you have done this before. Do you often tie up your models?'

He laughed and leaned in closer to the sitting celebrity. Reaching out with one hand, he grabbed Hailee's wrists and pushed them down so they were against the seat of the chair. Holding them in place as Hailee lightly pulled against them, he raised his other hand to her face, and softly stroked her cheek.

'Only the ones that are really demanding, or those that want to go further than a normal shoot.'

He lowered his hand caressing her cheek to her chin and used his grip to turn her head to face his. He leaned in closer, parting his lips slightly, and almost automatically, Hailee responded. Before their lips could meet, however, he veered off to the side and stopped with his mouth close to her ear.

'And as for having done this before, stay for a bit after we are done with this, and I can show you exactly how helpless I can make you feel.'

A shiver of almost pure arousal ran down Hailee's spine as the full implication of his words sank into her mind. Her face was becoming flushed and she felt the tingle between her legs intensify. Before she could react, he stepped away and walked to the nearby table to pick up his camera.

'Alright, you ready?'

Still leaning forward, giving him a nice view of her now partially exposed cleavage, Haille just nodded, not trusting her voice right now. The following two hours went by in a blur. He made plenty of pictures, some of which were at angles that were definitely not suitable for public viewing, and frequently had her adjust her pose. They were never truly raunchy, but they always skirted the line of being provocative and indecent. All the while, his comments along with his promise at the start had her mind in a constant state of arousal. Her pussy was wet with desire, and her nipples were poking against the thin fabric of her top, something neither of them missed. At the end of it all, Hailee was eager to stop the shoot short, but her desire for a good result kept her going till the very end.

It wasn't much later that the two were sitting at the table looking at his laptop as they were going over the pictures they had taken. The scarf he had used to tie her wrists was laying in front of her, and she almost missed the feeling of the soft fabric around her wrists. She knew she wasn't totally helpless, but the implications and tone it created had her eager for more. After they had gone through them all, and she had chosen the ones she wanted to use, he began cleaning up, starting with shutting down his laptop.

'so, don't think I didn't notice you keep the rest of those pictures. What exactly are you going to do with them?'

He looked up from what he was doing, and a knowing smile crept unto his face.

'Oh, I'll keep them for personal viewing. You can see it as a little bonus for me. In case you are worried about them becoming public, then don't worry. This is not the first time I did something like this, and I know how to be discrete.'

At that, Hailee got closer to him, and she picked up the scarf that was laying on the table as she went past it.

'And how often exactly have you done this before? Because that was not the first time you tied someone up.'

Hailee was now right in front of him, and She had to look slightly up to keep looking him in the eyes. She noticed his eyes had darkened slightly, a clear indicator of the intensity of his desire, and she decided to push him just that tiny bit further. Just to see how far he would go in this game they were now playing.

'Didn't you offer to show me just how helpless you can make me feel? Because right now, I'm not feeling helpless at all.'

That spurred him into action, and his hands shot up to grab her shoulders.

'You don't huh? Well, let me fix that for you.'

With a surprising amount of ****, he turned her around, and slowly began to run his hands down her arms towards her hands. As he got there, he took her wrists and brought them together behind her back, and began wrapping the scarf around them. With each second, she felt the scarf get just a tiny bit tighter, before he circled the fabric twice between her wrists, and tied it off.

'Alright then, how's this for not feeling helpless?'

Hailee gave her wrists an experimental tug and quickly found out that this tie was much more secure. MUCH more secure in fact. She doubted she could escape from this without the use of something sharp to cut the scarf. Her musings were interrupted when she felt his arms wrap around her shoulders, and she was pulled close against his chest. She felt the hardness of his erection press against her butt, and she swallowed nervously. Playing with him was one thing, but she suddenly realised that she really was helpless now, and he could do things that she might not agree with.

'So what are you going to do now that you have me like this?'

His response was one of his arms sliding down from her shoulders to stop at her breasts. There was a second of hesitation before his hand closed around one, and he started to squeeze them. Hailee gave a soft moan, since it wasn't unpleasant, even though she was somewhat nervous. While she was enjoying his hand alternating between palming her breasts and occasionally rubbing her quickly hardening nipples, she hadn't noticed that his other hand had slid down her stomach and stopped squarely between her legs. Only when she felt his fingers brush against her sex did she take note. She turned her head sideways and slightly up, so she could look at him.

'Why, whatever I want, of course.'

He pressed his fingers harder against her crotch, and even though this was all some over-the-clothes action, Hailee was incredibly turned on by his boldness and the way he simply took control. His hand slipped under her top, and her smaller breasts were now directly groped by his hands. The direct contact had her his as a fresh wave of pleasure radiated from them. They might have been a bit too small for her liking, but they were also very sensitive. Her body responded very well to his touch and her supposed helplessness, and she felt her pussy getting wetter with each passing second. Something he commented on when his other hand disappeared under her skirt to brush against her now-soaked panties.

'Oh, you like this huh? Do you always get off on being treated like this?'

Her answer was a throaty moan, and Hailee's hips were pushed out so his hand was firmer against her crotch.

'Really? You have a hot young celebrity at your mercy to do whatever you want, and this is what you do? Maybe I overestimated you, and should just leave.'

He pinched her nipple. Hard. Making Hailee yelp from the sharp pain. Before his hands disappeared from around her breast and panties. There was some rustling of clothes, and his hands took hold of her shoulders, and she was being pushed down.

'If you're just going to mouth off, why not use that mouth for something better.'

Now on her knees, Hailee looked up as he walked in front of her, and she had his raging erection right in front of her. He took her head and brought her mouth to his cock. Knowing exactly what he wanted, and not against the idea, Hailee opened her mouth and took his cock as deep as she could. He sighed appreciatively as Haille eagerly sucked and licked his already hard shaft, easily making it even harder. There just was something about having a bratty stuck-up celebrity sucking your cock. He let her work his cock at her own pace for a moment, and savoured the experience, as she was actually quite good at it. But after a while, it was time for the real action.

Grabbing her head again, he pushed her away and pulled her to her feet. He saw she was about to start saying something and cut her off by roughly turning her around, and pushing her against the table. The table was at a perfect height for this, and the **** of his push had her bent at the waist, making her firm ass tick out enticingly. Hailee herself was laying face down on the table, with her arms helplessly behind her back. He lifted her short skirt, revealing her sexy panties, and the growing wet spot on them. He grabbed them, and easily slid them down her long, toned legs, exposing her bald pussy.

Hailee was looking at him over her shoulder with both lust and anticipation in her eyes, and he began to line his cock against her entrance. He pushed into her with one smooth move, watching the starlet squirm as he slid all the way into her pussy. Her cunt convulsed around his dick as he stayed inside of her for just a moment, savouring the sensation. He would never get tired of how easily these "celebrities" can be fucked if you really put your mind to it. And fucking her he would. He quickly set a steady pace, making Hailee grunt and groan with each thrust as he took her. The table shook each time he bottomed out, and it wasn't long until he felt Hailee's cunt start to squeeze him harder and harder.

'Cumming already? You really are a slut who likes it rough huh? Well, go ahead, cum for me. Show me the face of Hailee Steinfeld cumming while she's tied up in a dirty warehouse.'

That did it for her. Hailee gave a last grunt before her body locked up, and he felt the rhythmic convulsions around his cock going wild. He never stopped fucking her, and all throughout her orgasm, he continued to plunge his cock deep into her quivering and tight cunt.

An hour later and they finally stopped. Hailee was still laying face down on the table, with her arms still bound behind her back, though she was breathing heavily from the several orgasms she had received during their fucking. She was slowly gathering herself as the photographer walked away citing he was going to get something. Her pussy was sore from the rough fucking she just received, and a pleasant afterglow still permeated her. God, he took her hard. And she loved every second of it. Her skimpy top and skirt combo was crumpled and pushed aside, revealing both of her perky breasts, while her panties lay discarded on the floor behind her. With a thud, something was placed beside her, and she opened her eyes to see that it was a standard duffle bag. He was rummaging through it and after a bit, retrieved a piece of rope.

'Hey there stud, I like the enthusiasm, but I'm kinda spent as it is. So if you would be so kind as to untie me.'

Instead of answering, he grabbed both her arms and pushed her elbows closer together. It wasn't when her shoulders started to hurt, and she voiced her discomfort that he eased up.

"OW. Alright, now it's no longer funny. Seriously, you can stop now.'

His response was to wrap the ropes around her elbows several times, before tying it off with a knot. What little movement her arms had, was now completely gone. He reached once more into the bag, and with a clinking sound, retrieved a set of shiny metal handcuffs. Now Hailee was starting to panic, she was alone, and already her arms were bound in a way she could not escape from without help. She tried to kick when he grabbed one of her legs, hoping the heeled shoe she miraculously still wore would be a good weapon. But he easily dodged the kick, and with a rating click, the cuff closed around her ankle. With surprising strength, he grabbed her other leg and pushed them together. She tried to pull away from him, but she was simply not strong enough compared to him, and she felt the cold metal of the second cuff close around her other ankle.

'Come on now. I admit the tying-up part was fun, but don't you think you are taking it a bit too far? Besides, I have plans today, so I can't stay here, no matter how much you might want to.'

From the bag, he got another length of rope, and quickly tied her knees together. With each passing moment, Haille got more and more of the impression that this was no longer a game for him, and it started to look more and more like a cheap abduction movie. Another pair of cuffs snapped around her wrists and she was now completely immobile. He picked up her panties, which lay forgotten on the floor, and easily raised her legs straight into the air. He used her underwear to thoroughly clean out his spunk from her pussy, before he retrieved a bright red ballgag from the bag. He grabbed her hair and painfully pulled it back, making her arch her back while her face was tilted upwards. She let out a yell of pain, and he used that moment to push her cum stained panties into her mouth, before silencing her with the ballgag. The taste of his spunk filled her mouth as her panties gradually got soaked. As he finished securing the little strap that held the gag in place, he finally broke his silence.

'You know there are some people out there that are quite interested in you. Powerful people. People who are able to make your absence seem logical, and who are willing to pay a hefty sum to get their hands on you. And where talking seven or eight zero's hefty sum. So as much fun as it was to fuck your brains out, I'm afraid this is where we have to part ways.'

He ignored her muffled cries or anger-filled squirms. She was completely helpless now, and he could easily finish up his preparations without fear of her escaping. From the bag, he took out a wide, black leather collar, that he wrapped snugly around her neck. The collar was wide enough that she couldn't lower her head too much, and it had a steel ring in front of it. The next thing he took, was a decently sized butt plug, with a ring on the end. The sight of it caused Hailee to panic, as she never had done any anal before. Tears started to form as she watched him lube up the plug, before pushing it against her puckered hole. She grunted and squirmed, and tried everything to get away, but his hold was just too good. It took a while, but eventually, she felt the plug begin to enter her anus, and slowly fill her up. There was a final jerk as the widest part slid in, and her anus closed around the narrower section at the base.

Next came a long piece of rope. He tied one end to the top holding her knees together and ran the loose end through the ring. As he pulled the rope taut, Haille's knees were being pulled up towards her neck, and he didn't stop until her legs were firmly resting against her chest, squashing her breasts in the process. He ran the rope down between her legs and wrapped it once around the chain connecting the cuffs around her ankles, before tying the loose end to the ring attached to the butt plug. Another rope was tied to the one binding her elbows and likewise ran down to her hands. It circled the chain of those cuffs like with her feet, and that end was also tied to the ring.

He stepped back to admire his handiwork, and Hailee tried to move any part of her body. Her arms and legs moved the bares of inches before they started to pull painfully on the butt plug. As a final insult, he took a big vibrator from the bag, and **** it into her pussy, before switching it on. A muffled moan came from her mouth, but it was barely audible through the gag. For a long time, she lay there on the table, completely helpless, as the psycho photographer had walked out of her sight. The persistent vibrations inside her pussy, and her modest love for BDSM did the rest, and she felt the first signs of an orgasm building.

Her eventual scream of pleasure was drowned out by the rumble of a car being backed up into the warehouse. The car stopped next to the table, and he stepped out. He opened the trunk and effortlessly lifted Hailee into it. As he looked down on her panic and fear-filled body, he raised his camera, and with a flash, took one last picture.

'Goodbye Hailee. Or should I say, ****? Maybe we'll meet again in the near future. But if not, I'll keep this picture to remind me how much fun it was to fuck you so hard, you ended up in something much worse. Goodbye.'

With a loud slam, the trunk was closed, leaving Hailee in total darkness. She tried desperately to find a way out, but even the tiniest movement caused the butt plug to pull painfully in one direction or the other. She tried to scream, but barely any sound could be heard, let alone outside of the car. And that vibrator. The constant vibrations kept her body thoroughly worked up. And more than a few times she succumbed to the pleasure and came.

Time had absolutely no meaning to her, it was just darkness. She tried to measure time by the amount she came, but after the tenth, she just gave up. Suddenly, light filled the trunk, and she had to close her eyes at the painful brightness. When she could see again, she saw two men. They were broad-shouldered and wearing black suits, not unlike provisional security people. One was holding a phone to his ear, while the other was clearly inspecting her. The second one took out his own phone and quickly began to take a series of pictures. After a short moment, the one holding the phone began to speak.

'It's us. Yes, she's here. Yes, she looks unharmed. No, there is no chance of her escaping, he was quite...thorough in securing her. Sending confirmation now.'

Here, the second man pressed a few things on his phone.

'Understood. We will leave promptly. Thank you, that is most generous. Yes, she will be delivered as fast as we can. Of course.'

He hung up and turned to address his partner.

'You can clear the money transfer. Someone will pick her up at the usual transfer point in three hours. We can do with her what we want until then, just nothing damaging.'

Fresh tears began to fall from her eyes as she heard those words and saw the evil smiles on their faces. They closed the trunk, and she was left to stew in horror for what was to come. She felt the car rumble as they started the engine, and she briefly jerked as the car began to move. To where? She had no idea, but it couldn't be good.