Well yeah, duh

I caught up with Scarlett backstage and offered her a towel to cover up with. She snatched it from me and snapped at me with a look of betrayal "What the hell is wrong with you?"

Oh fuck, this was just my luck. Had I really just found the one woman who could attribute my actions to me. Go big or go home? What was I thinking! Of course I should have just gone home. I stared back at her wide-eyed, caught between trying to talk my way out and running screaming for the hills. I'd have to become a hermit and live off -

"Never have I seen such gross negligence! If you had been doing your job properly at all, this wouldn't have happened!"

Oh, thank god. Although she couldn't attribute the actual act to me, it was my job to prevent that sort of thing. I was still in trouble, but it wasn't the end of the world.

A team of her PAs finally caught up to us and whisked her away to her dressing room. I waited outside as they got her cleaned up and calmed down. Eventually, she sent someone out to fetch me.

"Mr. Doe? Boss wants to speak with you."

"Well, this can't be good," I thought to myself as I stepped inside. Her face had been wiped clean, and her wet hair had been tied back, giving her a very severe look. The severity was somewhat dampened by the blanket she was holding wrapped around herself. She stayed seated as I approached.

"Doe. You are an embarrassment to your profession. This is perhaps one of the most pathetic displays of personal security, ever. You're fired. Effective immediately."

Well fuck. There goes one of the last good things I had going for me. Irrational anger welled up inside me and sprang forth at the previously defiled woman in front of me who had somehow already managed to reacquire her signature air of superiority.

I reached out and grabbed her around the throat, squeezing lightly. She looked up at me defiantly, and without letting go I slapped her across the face with my free hand.

"You're a fucking bitch, you know that"

"Why are you ... just ... standing there?" She choked out through labored breaths, "Effective immediately... means... leave now... idiot"

I slapped her again, and once more pulled out my dick. She opened her mouth to say something and I grabbed the back of her head and angrily shoved my dick into her mouth and down her throat. I began skullfucking her and she flailed her arms, dropping the blanket. Once again she was naked in front of a crowd. The stupid bitch had been so eager to fire me, she hadn't even gotten dressed yet. I converted as much of my rage as I could into fucking her as hard as I could.

I quite enjoyed this quite a lot. It's a shame I hadn't been more careful. Maybe I could have found a way to keep doing this to her without getting fired. She looked up at me pleadingly, struggling for breath around my cock as I repeatedly bottomed out in her face, my balls slapping against her messy saliva-covered chin. Finally, I shoved her down and held her there as I came straight down her throat.

I pulled out and she collapsed forward, gasping for air and hacking up cum. She was fully restored to her previous disheveled whore look.

Author Note: The watersports branch immediately rejoins with the normal route. You won't miss any plot by skipping it, it's just a short paragraph with no plot.