Saoirse Ronan’s Snapchat Sessions Part 1

"Fuck, Fuck, Fuck!!!!"

Saoirse Ronan repeated over and over in her head, that was until she heard.

"Saoirse... Saoirse hi are you with us?" said the host.

"Oh sorry,"

said Saoirse in her beguiling Irish accent.

"So how do you pronounce Saoirse?"

The host asked.

"Its Saoirse" is "Ser-sha, it rhymes with "inertia."

Saoirse was in a television studio coming to the end of yet another interview on the promotional tour for her latest movie and again somebody had asked her how to pronounce her name.

But in the limo back to her hotel that was the least of her worries she kept repeating to herself.

"How did I fall for it, I've been so careful, he said he loved me, how stupid can you get".

Saoirse paced her hotel room, she looked at her phone over and over and at the messages that had changed everything.

"You're about to get leaked".

She'd taken pride in the fact that while other celebrities had fallen victim to hackers she had never given them the opportunity by always being vanilla when it came to her encounters.

No video and no photographs that she wouldn't show her Mother.

But he was in Europe, she was in the States, she was lonely, she was jet-lagged and couldn't sleep and most importantly of all, she was horny.

She'd used Snapchat before and knew the messages vanished and couldn't be saved, but she'd been naive to the fact that it wasn't impossible to save the picture or video messages.

In fact, she'd forgotten all about the Trans-Atlantic Snapchat sessions until yesterday when she'd received the following message :

"You should be careful where your Snapchat sessions end up."

followed by a screencap of her lifting her breast to lick her nipple.

Upon receiving that message Saoirse had flung her phone across the room, then on her hands and knees she went to retrieve it, looking over and over at the message.

Upon retrieving her phone she'd immediately phoned her now ex-boyfriend and shouted:

"How could you do this to me?"

To which he had had the nerve to deny he even knew anything about it and swore he'd never screen capped anything. Heck, he had even apologized yet again for two-timing her with another girl.

Following this, she'd slammed the phone down and seconds later she had received yet another text message that said :

"So the world will soon see your other onscreen antics, 5 days and counting".

Five minutes later she then received the third message and she screamed out loud when she saw it.

"My Dad, my Mum, they can't see these.”

Saoirse repeated to herself.

As she looked at the screencap showing her face smiling as she lifted one of her breasts to her mouth, her tongue just reaching her nipple Saoirse remembered how hard her nipple had been as she licked it for him and how good she felt doing it.

He'd tried for a week to persuade her to do it, as first, she'd just sat in her bra and panties as they chatted, then moved on to her holding her bra encased breasts, to showing him how hard her nipples were through her bra.

Maybe it had been because she was drunk that he'd finally been able to persuade her to lose her bra for the camera.

He'd even given her a countdown that she could still hear in her head :

"5, 4, 3, go on, go on, go on, 2, 1.

and then he had cheered when she had finally dropped her bra.

As the nights went on it progressed to her sitting on the side of a hotel bathtub (she'd even worried about getting the camera angle right) her body reflected in the mirror that filled a whole wall, her fingers spreading her pussy lips open. She remembered his voice echoing in the bathroom :

"Pink, Pink, Pink".

At the time, she had felt such a thrill as she spread herself to reveal her pink to the camera on her phone.

The week of camera sessions progressed to her inserting a promotional pen into her arse, the pen bearing the name of her latest movie, the image, and video of her naked inserting the pen into her anus and her head turning to smile for the camera.

Over the next few days, the guy, the girl or was it her ex (she didn't know whether to believe him or not) sent a succession of caps.

At first, she just sat there sobbing but slowly her tears turned to anger as she had to think of not just her family but also of the fact that throughout her entire career she'd fought to be in control and how she'd resisted nude scenes just for the sake of the box office.

Was she a feminist?

Perhaps not as much as Emma Watson, but whoever this was, threatening to reveal her private moments to the world, it was the ultimate loss of control.

As not only would the world see her like that, she'd receive sympathy, but she didn't want them thinking :

"Poor Girl.”

So having come to her decision Saoirse shouted :

"I'm not going to give this fucker the satisfaction of having control over me."

Waking up the following morning the first thought Saoirse had caused her to say to herself :

"That's a crazy crazy idea Saoirse".

Following that she phoned her parents later that day and explained what had happened and what she was going to do about it.

At first, they were horrified at what had happened but told her she was doing the right thing.

Later that day when she told her agent, his mouth dropped, but he finally agreed to set it up.

Saoirse looked across the New York skyline as she typed out the press release on what had happened and some of what she intended to do and how she was taking back control.

"Whoever they are, has attempted to expose me, to show some of my most private moments to the world and is attempting to do something over which I will have no control.

As such, I intend to take back control at 3:00 pm EST & I will remove any power he has over me.

At that time, I will strip naked on camera and proceed to begin showing my body in the most intimate of ways so that this blackmailer has nothing else to intimidate me with.

Furthermore, the said hacked can go ahead and do what he wants to but I will be first to show you what he has attempted to persecute me with over the last week. In closing, I'm doing this for those that can't. I'm taking back control.

As such, we have a date at 3:00 pm and you'll be seeing a lot of me. Saoirse x"

And so, with her finger poised over the button, she pressed it and seconds later the world saw it.

As the day went on, Saoirse's confidence began to fade as she realized what she said she was going to do.

"Oh Fuck"

Now the question was would she do it, expose herself on camera or let him win and go into hiding?