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The Raging Desire of a Fan (Tatcon x sexprincess)

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Sep 4, 2009
Location
Canada, b'y
Robert was having some issues keeping his nervousness under wrap. He had planned through this night for quite some time, more specifically when his girlfriend had visited him in his office with her arms crossed, and simply told him "It's over." Why had such an action spurned his current plan? Well that would take some explanation.

See, Robert had seen a video once. A particularly lewd video that starred this one girl for whom this small party was being held for. Now, for some reason this video had a profound effect on Robert's sexual desires, and when he tried to explain what he wanted his girlfriend to do, and why...well that did not pan out quite as Robert had expected. His girlfriend was furious and a few days later, she was gone.

Now, it wasn't a case that Robert was a disgusting pervert. On the contrary he certainly wasn't a bad looking man. Standing at over six feet, he had good shoulders and made a point of visiting the gym three days a week to avoid the common pitfalls of an office worker. With a well groomed head of light brown hair and light blue eyes he certainly didn't lack appearence.

However the rejection had led to an obsession in his mind that he had to have this girl because no other would do now. Now he would just wait in the small crowd which had gathered to see the pretty little lass arive for the party. Apparently Robert wasn't the only one interested in catching a glimpse of the girl who filled their distant fantasies.
 
She stepped out of her limo pretending to be excited that all her fans had shown up, but she want. She hated being around men who's eyes would never meet her face but would always scan her body looking for some sort of flaw. There wasn't any, she knew, but she knew it was all the same. She walked to the bathroom locking the door behind her and scanned her features in the mirror, almond shaped green eyes, Plump cheeks of a rosy color, small button nose, And lush thick lips. She blotted her lipstick off onto a napkin after she reapplied it, throwing the napkin to the floor. She wasn't someone who would let someone else do her makeup.
 
Robert had seen her walk in to the club and ignore the men who we're there to see her. This came as no particular surprise to him, girls like her always seemed to act like this. So then it was a matter of setting his plan in motion, to make good on the game he had formulated in his mind.

And so came step one, getting access to a quiet place where she would be gussing up. It wasn't really that hard, the average lock on a club's private bathrooms were hardly high security, and with two hair clips stolen from his ex-girlfriend, he would make his entry easily and quietly, seeing her still applying her make up in an empty bathroom.

Perfect.

Closing and relocking the door behind him, be would stand there for a moment, admiring the view before speaking. "Wow, you really are that pretty, even in person. That must take a lot of work." He said plainly, as if he had no alterior motive and they were simply having a drink.
 
She turned around Shocked And angry. Her golden curls flowing around her face as she spun around. "What do you think your doing in here?", she shoted heading quickly for the door. Noticing the door was still locked you turned around again, glaring daggers into him waiting for him to answer her.
 
He would keep a quiet and calm disposition as she made for the door and exploded in anger at him. Crossing his arms over his chest as she stood at the door glaring at him, he grinned with they evilest of intent. "It's really simple actually. You cost me a relationship, so I am here to exact revenge." He said before pulling her away from the door and pushing her back towards the sinks.

" You sit in this ivory tower thinking that because you turn men on you are some gift to the world from the gods. I am here to set you straight. Now strip." He continued as he stood between her and the door, arms still crossed and eyes intently on her.[/b]
 
She put her hands on her hips still staring at him anger burning in her eyes, "I will not!", she screeched. Fear trying to push it's way above the anger as she fought it off standing her ground. She had never been confronted like this before, she thought, why is this happening?
 
"You're making the mistake of thinking you have a choice." Robert continued, leaning back against one of the stalls casually as he continued to observe her. "You see, this is how it goes. Either you listen to me and do what you do for a day job, or I put some damage to that pretty face of yours and your fame comes to an end. Sound simple?" He said, before standing up straight and placing his hands on his hips as well as he waited for her response.
 
She stood there shocked, who did he think he was talking to her like that? She did not know nor did she particulary care all she knew was that she had to get out of there now, or she would be in trouble. She scanned the bathroom frantically searching for an escape, not seeing one she glared at him again not sure of what she should do now. Slowly she forced her facial features to soften, Looking at him pleasingly she said nothing.
 
There was not a lot of thinking left in Robert's mindset, instead being extremely focused on her and his plan. If there was any concrete thought left in his mind, it was that plan. However, he wasn't going to let himself get ahead of what he wanted to do and do something that he would regret beyond the actions he was currently performing.

As her facial features started to soften slowly, he took one small step towards her, but made sure that he would still keep some type of distance so she doesn't freak out and ruin his ambitions. With her just standing there, he would give her a nod, and repeat himself. "Strip."
 
She looked at him in disbelief, Shocked that he was still talking to her like some common whore off the street. She moved toward her a flame flickered in her eye as she slapped him full palm across the face, "Strip to that!", She said as she began to turn and leave the restroom.
 
He would be noticeably affected by the slap, head turning with the motion quite obviously. However the action would not be enough to jar his senses, so before she had walked out of range his hand would lash out and grab her around the front of her neck. From there he would pull her to him, here back pressed against his chest tightly as his other arm gripped her around her waist.
"Listen girl, I gave you the option to take the easy road out.." he started, tightening the grip on her throat, "...but now it seems I am going to have to take what I want without your cooperation." The hand that was holding her waist at the moment shifted upwards a bit, keeping a firm grip on her, but allowing him the freedom to feel the curve of her right breast under his hand.
 
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