Take advantage of your position as a bodyguard

I did like one thing about my life though. I'm a bodyguard for a famous actress. The money is good, though my charge is a total bitch towards "the help". Luckily I don't have to interact with her all that much. Just watching and protecting from the shadows.

I was standing at the edge of the stage watching her accept some acting award when I had reached my realization and finally hit fuck it. My eyes locked in on the gorgeous young woman in front of me. The one for whom I would face no consequences, no matter which perverted fantasy I used her body to explore. But was it worth the risk.... Was there even a risk? My penis stiffened in my pants. Oh what the hell. Nobody would be capable of comprehending that it had been me who had done it. I made my decision. Go big or go home.

I walked cautiously up to her at the podium, reached around her and grasped her ample breasts. The audience gasped in shock as I began to knead them in my hands. You couldn't see her face, but the camera that had been filming captured her face mirroring the shock of the audience tenfold before someone cut the feed. Why hadn't her bodyguard prevented this?

Nobody moved to stop me. They just watched. I pull her strapless dress down past her bosom and unclasped her bra. Again, another gasp from the audience, with some of them looking away in embarrassment at seeing such a disgraceful act happening to their colleague. As I reached back around to give her nipples a firm pinch, a daring paparazzi recovered from his surprise before anyone else and snapped a few pictures of the young actress, being molested in front of the crowd. Some other guards noticed the flash and quickly stopped him, confiscating his camera. But the others noticed what was going on and began taking silent pictures. Their job was to take the pictures, not judge the legality of what to do with them.

After I had my fill of man handling her tits, I ripped her dress off the rest of the way and bent her over the podium. She stared out at the audience in abject horror and the crowd stared back in a mix of disbelief that this was actually happening, and arousal at the naked beauty on stage (to varying degrees). After all, this was Hollywood. I knew at least a few of those lecherous fucks were enjoying this tantalizing display; and that their only other feeling was annoyance that they hadn't gotten her first.

This was certainly the most humiliating thing that had ever happened to her. "It couldn't possible get any worse," she had thought just before I pulled her panties down too and inserted a finger into her pussy. She wasn't exactly dry, but she wasn't quite wet enough yet either. I began fingering her, and working the wetness from her vagina out towards her labia.

As I did this I unzipped my pants and began stroking my cock. At this point the audience had seen enough to know for certain what to expect, and the respectable among them stood up and left.

Tears welled up in her eyes and as I plunged deep inside her pussy, she closed her eyes and hung her head feeling completely overwhelmed by what had previously been an unimaginably humiliating experience. Would this impact her career, she wondered? Would she be able look her colleagues in the eyes, knowing what they had seen?

The sense of absolute power I felt as I plowed into and degraded the woman in front of me brought me to new heights of ecstasy and I quickly approached my climax.

I pulled out of her and **** her down to her knees. As she looked up at me through her tearful eyes and running mascara, a look of defeat on her face, I came all over her face, completing her transformation from star to disgraced whore. Satisfied that I had knocked her down a peg, I turned her to face the audience so the paparazzi could get pictures of her new look. No doubt the images would find their way onto the internet.

I released her and stepped back. Now that it was clear the encounter was over, she turned and ran off the stage, attempting to recover some of her dignity by shielding her breasts and face with her arms. Reassuming the role of her bodyguard, I ran after her.