Mind fucking Hayden Panettiere - Sex Stories

Mind fucking Hayden Panettiere

... would make it to the Internet? I also have copies of what we did last night. Could you imagine being the next young celebrity with a sex tape? I would think a lot of people would be dying to see it.” “And you won’t do those things if I listen to you, if I do what you want?” “You have my word,” he grinned wickedly, knowing that she was playing right into his game. She sighed and lowered her head in defeat. She knew there was no way to escape this situation. She had to comply with whatever this man wanted. “So what happens first,” she asked, unable to even look at him. He picked up the lingerie she had bought and tore off the tags. “Why don’t you try these on? I’m dying to see how it all looks on you,” he said as he tossed the panties and the slip onto her lap. He stood up from the couch and walked over to the bed as she began to undress. Hayden felt terrible. The lingerie was supposed to be a way to surprise her boyfriend, and now she was putting it on for someone else. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see her tormentor sitting on the foot of the bed and getting undressed. He watched her do as he had told her. The pink silk clung neatly to her body, slit in the center revealing her firm stomach and leading up to her cleavage. Her short toned legs, her plump little ass, her ample little breasts; it should’ve been i*****l that someone so small could have so many hot curves. And now, he would have her again. And this time, she would remember everything that he did to her. ...

... She finished putting on the lingerie, and took a deep breath as she turned to look at him. There he was, still sitting on the foot of the bed, naked, with a giant erection that she knew would be inside of her soon enough. A tear ran down her cheek. There was no going back. She had to give herself to him, and this time her full mind would experience it. And she knew there was no way she’d react this time the same way she had the night before, even if her only knowledge of the previous night was the video she had just watched. A part of her wished that he would just take control of her mind. “Come here, Hayden.” Slowly, she walked over in front of him. She stood there. She wanted to run away, but knew it was no use. Run, and she risked letting something far worse happen to her. Hayden shuddered slightly as he ran his hands over the side of her legs and groped around behind her ass, and pulled her closer to him. She wanted to punch him, to kick him, to harm him in any way possible, but she couldn’t bring herself to do it. A part of her mind just wouldn’t allow it. “Uuuuunnnnnn,” she whimpered as he brought a hand around to the front of her body and reached down into her panties. He started rubbing her crotch gently. “A little dry, Hayden,” he mused. “Don’t worry, we’ll fix that.” The actress couldn’t stand to look at her tormentor. It didn’t matter. No matter how much she tried to look away from him, no matter how hard she tried to think of something else, after a few minutes, ...