Seamus makes her his bitch

Whistling merrily, Seamus went through the clubs main hall. The club was now empty, the concert was over and apart from the cleaning personal there was nothing left but spilled booze and broken glass. He walked behind the stage to the small staff-room behind the stage, finding it as deserted as the big hall.

Walking over to his locker he unlocked it and briefly rummaged through it before a grin spread across his face as he found what he was looking for and pocketed it. Slamming the locker shut again he left the staff-room and made his way back through the main hall to the men's room.

With a wide, wolfish grin he opened the door.

“Well, if that ain't a sight for sore eyes!” he chuckled as he found the restrained actress in the same position he had left her in, ass facing the door, both nether holes on full display. However, it seemed she had recovered at least partially, now uselessly struggling against her bonds.

As he stepped into the room and closed the door Jessica managed to turn her head enough to glare back at him. He actually had to admire the fire in her eyes. “Let me go, you piece of shit!”

He laughed loudly at the demand.

“And if I don't, Miss Alba?! What then?” Smirking, he knelt down behind her. The actress flinched when he placed both hands on her bare butt, but with her restraints there was nothing she could do to stop him. So he took full advantage. He squeezed and fondled the flesh, giving it little smacks, laughing as she squirmed in frustration.

“You pig!” she hissed angrily, but helplessly as she felt him place his thumbs on the insides of her buttocks and pull them apart, obscenely spreading her ass-crack and putting her anus on full display. The puckered muscle winked as he rudely exposed it, obviously not used to being shown off in this way. Jessica tried to struggle, wiggling her hips in an instinctive attempt to get rid of his hands, but her efforts only helped to amuse him.

“This really is a pretty, little arsehole you have here!” The Irish sadist smirked, enjoying to have this famous actress completely at his mercy, knowing he was absolutely humiliating her, “Let me have a taste!”

“Don't you da-AAAAH!” Jessica's indignant growl turned into a shocked squeal as the older man leaned in and she felt the wet, spongy flat of his tongue swipe across her puckered sphincter, leaving a slimy trail of cold saliva across her opening before it got even worse and she felt the very tip of his tongue trace the rim of her wrinkled hole, exploring every nook and cranny of Jessica's most private of places, “STOP IT! STOP!”

Seamus laughed at her panicked cries when he straightened again, taking in the starlet's now spit-covered butthole for a moment before he lifted his hand and dropped a vicious slap onto Jessica's right buttock, making the girl scream in surprised pain.

“So damn pretty...” he smiled, giving her other cheek a similar blow with his other hand, eliciting another yelp. He rose to his feet, watching as two hand-shaped, red imprints formed on the caramel-colored skin of one of the world's most famous butts.

“I think I have to take a picture...” he uttered, pulling the small digital camera he had grabbed from the staff room out of his pocked and switching it on.

It took a second for Jessica to realized what was going on before the actress started to fight her bonds again. “What? Oh hell no! Fuck you, you piece of shit! Don't you dare!”

Finding the restrained actress' rage hilarious, the bouncer laughed as he watched her desperately struggle against the tightly wound belt. He guessed that, given her ferocity, she might just break loose from her makeshift bounds in a few minutes, but all it did for now was making that perfect ass jiggle. Meanwhile the Irishman clicked away, taking snap after snap of the restrained, famous beauty, taking advantage of the explicit face-down-ass-up-position.

“Stop! Stop it, you bastard!” Jessica howled indignantly, but was powerless to stop him as she felt the older man once more kneel behind her and heard the camera click very close to her posterior.

“... some nice close up shots...” Seamus chuckled. He reached out with his left and used his thumb and forefinger to spread Jessica's soft pussy lips open, making her sob in rage as he exposed the rich inner pink of her hole, taking the invasiveness to a whole other level, capturing every detail of the starlet's fuckhole, which after the whole action of the evening made for quite the raunchy sight.

Jessica trembled with humiliation, in disbelief that she could have maneuvered herself into this kind of situation. She knew what these pictures meant, what he could do to her reputation now and her heart froze at the prospect.

“P-please don't...” she whimpered, feeling utterly defeated as his hand left her pussy to once again grip her buttock and pull it to the side, spreading her crack once again wide open. She closed her eyes in shame as she heard the cruel clicking of the camera, knowing what he was doing.

“Oh, what a beauty...” she heard his gloating voice and her lips trembled. A pained cry escaped her as a hand grabbed her hair and yanked her head back sharply, “Here, have a look!”

Another firm tug made her obey the command and she sobbed when she opened her eyes and was made to look at the camera, seeing a display-filling picture of her own wrinkled, brown asshole.

“Pretty, isn't it?” she heard Seamus' taunting voice close to her ear, “The internet is going to love it...”

Just as her eyes blurred with tears she saw the camera turn to document her misery in another picture. She sobbed, hearing the Irishman laugh as he looked at the picture.

“Now....” Seamus declared, unzipping his pants, “Time for some more action!” Fishing his cock out he gave the half-rehardened staff a few strokes before he squatted into position behind Jessica. The actress mewled as he first roughly pushed down on the small of her back, then pulled at her hip, making her present her butt even more. Biting her lips she braced herself for the inevitable, hoping to stop herself from giving him the satisfaction of crying out.

Seamus smirked, deciding to taunt the actress just a little more he grabbed his prick around the base and used it to audibly slap its underside against the soft lips of Jessica's cunt, chuckling when he saw her asshole tighten with every impact. Next he pushed the tip between Jessica's pussy lips, sinking about half an inch into her still soaking wet cunt, making her gasp before retracting and teasing her just a little more, rubbing his bell-shaped head up and down along the lips of her pussy. First he teased her clit a little before moving up and feeling her whole body tense as he actually placed his cock against her tiny asshole an pressed against it.

“Now wouldn't that be something?” he whispered, “The famous actress fucked up the arse in some public men's room?!” Pushing a little harder to test the tight muscle he relished hearing her wince before he pulled back, aimed a little lower and roughly slammed his cock into Jessica's well-used, wet pussy.

“GAAAAH!” Jessica squealed with shock, her eyes widening as she was impaled by the her tormentor's cock, all of his eight inches forcing deep into her folds. To her humiliation she was utterly soaking wet, which on one hand stopped the penetration from hurting too much, on the other hand it allowed him to ram his whole shaft in in one go, his groin loudly smacking into her upturned ass-cheeks.

“AAAH! AAAH! AAAH!” she just couldn't stop the screams from coming out as she was grabbed by the hips and fucked brutally from behind. She heard the Irishman grunt behind her with every thrust, his cock hitting her cervix every time. She had never felt so “mounted” before, ass in the air and completely defenseless as a man just held her down and ravaged her.

SMACK!

“I hear you like to be slapped!” Seamus grinned as he planted a brutal spank on her left cheek, her painful scream mixing fluently into her cries. Jessica was too busy squealing her head off to reply, so he just slapped her further coloring both the actress' buttocks, but also mixing in hits to her thighs and to the back of her head.

Once he was satisfied with the shade of her butt-cheeks Seamus once again dug his fingers into her hips and really laid into her. Jessica's cries melted into one long, high-pitched screech as the Irish bouncer all but destroyed her cunt, taking her even harder than the brute at the gangbang had. Her eyes rolled in their sockets, hair fell into her face, toes and fists clenched as she did her best to endure.

“FUCKING SLAG!” he roared, looking down to watch her ass-cheeks bounce and ripple with every impact, satisfied to see that his shaft was covered in a thick layer of cunt cream. She might have hated it, but she damn sure loved it!

“AAAAAHAAAAHAAAAHAAAAAAAAH!” Jessica cried, utterly lost in the savage fucking she was receiving when suddenly she felt the man's cock slam into her deeper than ever, his balls pressing against her soaked, swollen lips as the ferocity of the thrust lifted her clean off the floor. Her mouth then fell open when she felt hot, thick semen shoot from his tip, filling her deep inside with his load.

“AAAH!” she let out a grunt as the sensation of being creampied like some random slut sent her over the edge in another shameful orgasm, her pussy greedily milking he fat cock inside her.

“Ooooh, there we go!” Seamus grunted as he felt the last of his load spurt into the girl's tight, famous snatch before he roughly yanked his dick out.

“Look at that cocktrough!” he cackled at the sight of Jessica's pink, fucked-open tunnel, which still twitched visibly from her orgasm, slowly tightening back up again, but not before a few drops of cum leaked out, running past her clit and down her stomach.

Thoroughly beaten and defeated, Jessica vaguely registered the sounds of the camera as he took several more pictures of her well-used snatch, dripping with cum. He had fucked the fight right out of her.

Breathing heavily she looked up as the Irish sadist stepped around in front of her and she winced when his hand grabbed her hair and roughly pulled her head off the floor. She moaned in defeat when he audibly pulled up and spat a thick gob right in her face and then laughed.

“People say you like that!” Seamus mocked as he took another picture of her with spit running down her cheek.

“You know,” Seamus slipped the camera into his pocket and grabbed her chin, making her really look up at him, “I really regret leaving you, but there's work to do... We should do this again! How about tomorrow?”

Jessica looked up at him, shocked. “Nooo...” she mumbled. When was he finally done with her?”

“Oh yes!” he chuckled, “You'll come to my place and then I'll just have to fuck that arse of yours! You can't tease me with a tight arsehole like yours and not expect me to use it! Especially since it's apparently saved up for me.... Think about it, Jessica: Tommorow I will be the first man ever to fuck Jessica Alba up her snooty arse!”

Jessica whimpered, looking up at him in horror as he grinned sadistically. He pulled out a pen and a small piece of paper and scribbled something on it.

“Here's my address!” he said, aiming carefully and dropping another gob of slimy spit on her forehead, then pushed the note against it, leaving it stuck, “Be there at eight and wear something sexy or the whole world will see the pictures we took!”

Jessica was too taken aback to reply as Seamus straightened and stood up. He walked around her and she felt him undo her bounds, then gasped when he pressed another big, sloppy, disgusting kiss right on her asshole. “See you tomorrow!” he said.

Then he was gone.

Jessica needed a minute to get to her feet. When she looked into the mirror above the sinks and gasped, shocked! Disheveled was an understatement. Her hair was a mess, her eyes red, her tummy, breasts and pussy flushed, cum still dripping from her fuckhole. To her relief she found her pants and top along with her purse in one of the trashcans and it seemed that, apart from all her cash, nothing was missing.

Still shell-shocked by the turn the evening had taken, Jessica turned one of the faucets on and began to fix her appearance.