Fucking Scarlett Johansson.

Henry walked silently towards the last stall. He wanted to surprise Scarlett by suddenly showing up. The closer he got, the more tangible her moans and curses became.

"Fuck. Come on. Just a bit more. Almost...There. Just...one final...FUCK!!!"

Hearing Scarlett's frustrations of not being able to cum made his cock twitch inside his pants, and he felt himself getting hard at the sound. He heard the buzzing of one of the egg vibrators as they gave a sudden burst of sensation.

"Fuuucccck. That's the spot right there. NO!!! Don't stop. Come on stupid thing, turn back on."

Henry raised his hand to the thin wooden door and gave a sharp knock on it. At once, the sounds coming from the other side stopped, and he could just hear Scarlett take a sharp breath to control herself.

"Excuse me, miss Johansson, is everything okay?"

There was a rushed rustling of clothes, no doubt her trying to put her dress back in order before he heard a response.

"Yes, Everything is fine. I'm sorry for concerning you!!!!!"

Her last word came out with a startled yelp as the vibrators sprang back to life. Clearly, one of them was still inside of her, and she felt it in just the right place.

"Are you sure? Do you require any assistance?"

"I'm... I mean... Yes."

"Alright, please unlock the door so that I can offer whatever assistance you need."

There was only silence in the restroom as henry waited. No doubt, Scarlett was struggling to resist herself, but his commands were absolute. He ordered her to agree with whatever he said if she thought it could make her cum. And opening the door for him was certainly within that criteria. After a few agonizing seconds, he heard a sharp click and saw the red dot on the doorknob slide back to white. He reached for the door, and pulled it open, eager to find out what state Scarlett was in.

What he saw was almost enough to make him blow his load. Scarlett was sitting on the toilet, desperately trying to straighten up her dress. A red blush of both overwhelming lust and embarrassment coloured her cheeks. Her eyes were glazed over with what he knew was intense desire. Her mouth was slightly open with heavy pants coming from her luscious lips. her sparkling silver dress was slightly ruffled, and he saw that the high split on one side was more pronounced than before. Her legs were spread apart, and from the opening in the side of her dress, he could clearly see that she was no longer wearing underwear. If she had worn one, to begin with, that is.

"What seems to be the problem miss Johansson"

Scarlett's eyes darted to his, then down to the floor in embarrassment, before her hands balled into fists. Henry sighed internally, clearly, he needed more commands to make her obey him.

"Scarlett Johansson will always speak the truth to me and answer all of my questions."

He saw Scarlett's eyes glimmer as the command took hold, and after a second of hesitation, she spoke in a soft voice.

'I... can't cum."

Henry gave a knowing nod. But internally, he laughed at how demure and small the famous actress looked.

"I see. And do you want me to help you?"

"...Yes."

"Alright then, I think I have just the right tool to solve your problem. But first, show me how much you want my help."

Scarlett looked up at Him, and again his cock twitched from the sheer sexual desperation radiating from her eyes.

"I want you to get on your knees, undo my pants, and take out my cock."

Scarlett remained motionless on the toilet and for a second, Henry feared he had gone too far. But before he could correct himself, Scarlett slid off the toilet and sank to her knees. With shaking hands, she loosened his belt and began to undo the buttons. When the last button was loose, she lowered his pants, to the ground. Her eyes were now level with his crotch, and she could see his cock straining against his boxers.

"Go on, you know what to do next."

She took hold of his boxers, and gently, almost lovingly, pulled them down. His cock sprang free from the confines of his boxers, and for a moment, the rapidly hardening rod was at perfect level with Scarlett's mouth. Henry saw the blonde actress lick her lips at the sight of his cock, and he knew he had her now.

"Well, what are you waiting for? Get me ready to help you with your little problem."

Scarlett swallowed nervously but leaned forward while opening her mouth. With practised ease, his cock disappeared into her warm and wet mouth, and he groaned appreciatingly when she started to suck his member. She was good. VERY good. With each passing moment, he felt his cock get harder and harder, and through it all, Scarlett expertly adjusted herself to keep the blowjob pleasurable to him. If anyone would have told him that he would get a top-notch blow job from Scarlett fucking Johansson, he would have laughed in their face. But here he was, with that very same actress on her knees, eagerly sucking his cock. Eventually, he was fully erect, and Scarlett was bobbing her head back and forth to take his full size deep into her throat. He feared that if she kept going like that, he would blow his load right then and there, and he had so much more fun planned.

He took her by the shoulders and pushed her away from him. With a wet *pop* his cock slid out of her mouth, and a string of her saliva connected his throbbing member with her pink lips. She looked up at him, eyes filled with hope, and he guided her to sit back on the toilet. With only a little encouragement he made her spread her legs, and as her dress fell to the side, Henry got a full view of her pussy for the first time.

It was perfectly smooth, with not a single hair to be seen. A sheen of liquid glimmered in the fluorescent light of the restroom. Exposed above her wet cunt was her clit, hard and throbbing in eager anticipation. He grabbed both her legs with his hands and raised her legs up in the air, further exposing and presenting her sex for him to use. An invitation he gladly accepted.

"Is this what you want?"

Scarlett could only nod, all her senses were focused on his thick cock as he pressed against her wet slit. Her lower lips parted and she was so wet, that he could easily push all the way on the first thrust. Scarlett gave a loud moan as her cunt was filled to the fullest, and more pleasure surged into her already battered body. Henry savoured the moment as he was balls deep into Scarlett's cunt, and he felt her pussy quiver around his cock. He pulled back, before slamming all the way back in with one hard thrust. Scarlett screamed loudly as his cock messed up her pussy, and each thrust he made had her scream and moan louder and louder.

"No one will pay us any mind when they enter the restroom."

Scarlett had bent her knees around his shoulders, letting her legs rest on his strong body. She shook with each violent thrust and felt her desires and lusts rise higher with each passing moment. Henry reached down, and in one fell swoop, pulled the top of her dress down. Her famously large breasts were revealed to him, and he eagerly grabbed both of them and began to fondle them. Scarlett's reactions to him playing with her breasts were reflected in the sudden tightening of her cunt around his cock, and he feared he would not last much longer like this. The slut had a grip like a vice right now, and though it felt amazing, it also greatly reduced his ability to hold out. He felt the pressure build inside his balls and knew the moment was there. This was where he would ruin Scarlett Johansson for anyone else, especially her husband.

"Scarlett Johansson will instantly orgasm the moment my seed fills her pussy or womb."

With one final thrust, he pushed his cock as deep as he could into her hot folds and allowed his orgasm to fill her up. The moment the first shot from his cock began to coat her insides, he felt her pussy contract violently and milk him for all he had. Scarlet let out a loud passionate scream as her entire body became tense. Her back arched, pushing her lovely tits out enticingly. She flailed on the toilet seat as she began to spasm violently. The orgasm that had been tormenting her for so long exploded from her body. Scarlett screamed her voice raw as the most intense orgasm in her life tore through her, causing her to momentarily black out as her body failed to keep up with the pleasure.

"Scarlett Johansson will no longer be able to become pregnant."

When she came too a short while later, she was still sitting on the toilet. Her body felt limp and exhausted, and a glow of sexual fulfilment ran through her. Standing in front of her was Henry, his cock now free of the vice-like grip of her cunt. She looked at his member and could not believe she had just fucked this stranger. And in a public restroom no less. Henry took her by her hair, and pushed her off the seat, back to her knees.

"That was a good start. But we are not yet done. Use those expert sucking skills of yours to get me ready for round two."

Behind him, Scarlett could see people walk in and out of view as visitors began to use the restroom during the break. But no one seemed to look in their direction, despite the wide-open door. her thoughts were cut short when Henry guided her mouth to his flaccid cock, and she began to lick and suck him. The taste of both her own juices and his seed had coated his length, but she licked it all up until he was clean and throbbing. She felt a hand between her legs and quickly realised that he had returned the vibrator that was inside her pussy. Now with both toys buzzing away, she quickly began to build towards orgasm again. She soon began to moan and pant around his hard shaft while still giving him a first-class blowjob.

"That's right, suck that cock, keep it nice and ready. And when you can't stand it anymore, all you have to do is ask me to fuck you again. Until then, keep sucking me."

Scarlett lasted five whole minutes, the constant pulses inside her pussy and ass were simply too much for her sensitive sex to handle. She released Henry's cock, and began to beg.

"Please sir, fuck me again. I don't know what's wrong with me, but I need you to fuck me so bad."

Henry lifted her up by her arm, and pushed her face first against the wall, in plain view of every other woman in the restroom. he reached between her legs and removed the vibrator from her throbbing slit. A soft moan of disappointment could be heard, before a loud scream of pleasure as Henry slammed his cock all the way into her cunt from behind. The **** of his fucking pushed Scarlett against the cold tiles of the wall, and she could only imagine what she would look like now. Within moments, her orgasm reached its peak and stayed there. Her mind was slowly melting under the pleasure of Henry's fucking, and her own denied orgasm. Until with a final grunt, she felt him empty his balls once more into her aching cunt.

That triggered her own release, and this time, she had none of the support from the toilet, so she sank to the floor when the mind-blowing orgasm had subsided. The soft flesh of his cock touched her lips, and she instinctually opened them, knowing what he expected of her. But after a moment of sucking and licking, he stepped back and pulled up his pants.

With tired and confused eyes, she looked at Henry as he towered above her.

"You will forget about this encounter the moment I leave the room. Each morning, before you begin your day, you will insert a sex toy of your choosing into your pussy, ass, or both. The toys will no longer vibrate whenever someone looks at you, instead, they will when someone takes a picture of you. All previous commands remain in place. From now on, whenever you wake up, you will give your husband a blowjob just as he wants it, before fucking him until he came at least three times. You will never be able to orgasm from him, no matter how good it feels, the toys will never be able to make you cum, and neither your own hands nor those of anyone else can give you any release. When you feel like you can no longer take the denial, you will remember you have my contact information on your phone and recall this moment and how hard I made you cum. Until that moment, the information is invisible to everyone, that includes you."

He looked down at the still confused starlet as she leaned panting against the tiled wall of the restroom. Slowly, he saw realisation creep into her eyes. With the realisation of what she had done, and what his commands would mean to her. he noticed the streaks of saliva running from the corners of her mouth, as well as the thick globs of white slowly leaking from her cunt.

"Clean yourself up you filthy cunt. The movie is still running, and you are still expected to be a guest at the showing. I will see you soon."

Henry walked out, and just before he closed the door behind him, he saw Scarlett get up, her hand outstretched to stop him before his first command took hold, and she forgot all about him.

For now.

But he had no doubts that she would call him sooner or later. For a split second, his thoughts went to her husband, who he effectively cucked. Sure, he would have amazing sex each morning for the time being, but would he realize that he could no longer make his wife orgasm? Meh, no matter, soon enough, Scarlett would be his permanently. It is after all the only way she can ever get another orgasm from now on. As he made to leave the theatre, he saw Scarlett exit the restroom. their eyes met for a moment, but the blonde actress gave no indication of recognizing him. Walking away from each other, Henry couldn't resist it and gave her one final command to further her torment and quicken her fall.

"Scarlett Johansson will dream each night of our encounter, but forget it the moment she wakes up horny."