Let's get this party started

You're generally confident around women. You're young, rich, powerful, and generally not-bad looking, so you've had your share of tail.

Still, the girls you've slept with are generally not international k-pop icons. Jennie Kim is gorgeous, talented, lusted after by millions, and she's here, right in front of you. Jennie is normally bad-ass and fierce, but she's in a revealing bra, looking nervously at you, waiting for you to say something.

"I, uh, I really liked your verse in 'Playing With Fire'", you say. Smooth.

"Thanks," she smiles, a little shyly. She probably had no idea what to expect of being the birthday present for the scion of an international organized crime group. Well, she knows to expect something, but she's relieved to find out you're not a total asshole. She says a line from that verse: "Because my attraction to you is bigger than my fear."

You chuckle. She continues.

"Happy birthday, John. I hope I can make it special for you. What would you like me to do? Maybe perform one of my songs?"

The time has given you a chance to recover your wits a little bit. You've fantasized about fucking this gorgeous idol for years. You've dreamed about her long, tanned legs wrapped around your body as she screams out orgasm after orgasm. You've imagined painting her perfect face and red lips white with load after load of your cum. You're not here for a concert.

"Honestly, Jennie -- and forgive my boldness -- I want to fuck you until neither of us can move any more."

She lets out a little sigh. She knew this was coming, but she was potentially hoping to avoid it. Still, she has no choice -- your family controls the fate of all the entertainers in the industry, and she knows she has to keep you happy if she wants her, and the rest of BLACKPINK, to continue having their success.

"Okay," she replies submissively.

It's such a turn on seeing the contrast between her public, bold persona, and this obedient, submissive version of her. It fills you with a feeling of dominance that gives you confidence to command her more aggressively.

"Call me 'sir'. Now get over here and give me a birthday blowjob, bitch."

"Whatever you want...sir."

She walks over and kneels before you. She waits a second before you gesture at her to take your pants off. It's your fuckin' birthday, she can do all the work. She undoes the buckle of your belt, then struggles a bit to get your pants and boxers down. It's been a long day, and you can tell your junk has a bit of musk. Jennie wrinkles her nose a little bit at the smell.

"Look at me while you suck," you command.

She turns her perfect made-up face up so you can look into her pretty, brown eyes. Then, she gingerly opens her mouth and takes the head of your half-hard cock into her mouth.