Frozen Emma

Jack slowly got closer to Emma, who was still walking. At first, it seemed like he was about to walk past her and leave. But suddenly, he reached for her ass. His hand went right under her pants and panties and started pinchin her left buttcheek.

"What the fuck!"

One slap in the face later, Jack knew Emma hadn't appreciated his attempt to initiate contact. He slowly backed away, stroking his cheek where the actress had hit him.

"Now now, no need to be violent."

"I'll do it again if you don't leave me alone!"

"Come on, Emma, a hottie like you. I'm sure you'd do anything I ask for a few bucks".

Emma Watson looked at Jack with a look of pure disgust. Jack just smiled, knowing he had sealed Emma's fate the second he had chosen to mess with her.

"Look, I don't know what kind of sick game you're playing, but I'm gonna call the police if..."

"Awww...why the long face. You can't fool me, Emma. You may pretend you're a smart, respectable, feminist woman, but deep down, you were never anything but a little whore, were you?"

Emma raised her hand to slap Jack again, but this time, she froze in the middle of her gesture. Her body became still and she remained stuck, her hand in mid air, a look of confusion in her eyes. Jack got closer. He had frozen her body in time, but not her mind. The fear in her eyes indicated that she wasn't missing anything from the uncomfortable situation she was in.

Jack grabbed Emma by her chin and **** her mouth open. Then, he gave her a long kiss, shoving his tongue deep inside her mouth.

"I can feel your fear. You know, if I wanted to, I could keep you like this forever. You would become a sexdoll, a prisoner of your own frozen body for the centuries to come. Would you like it? I would **** you again, and again, until you lose your sanity."

As Jack was unbuttoning Emma's shirt, revealing her small and perky breasts, he suddenly saw tears running down her impassible face. He immediately started licking those tears off her face.

"Awww, you're so cute when you cry".

His hand grabbed her left breast. He could feel her heart racing in her ribcage. The contrast between her being silent and motionless and the state of absolute panic she was in was impressive."

"So, he started. What should I do with you?"