Natasha, dressed in her shimmering Alice Selezneva costume, moved through the crowded film event with a bored expression on her face. She had always enjoyed the attention her character received from the public, but tonight she couldn't help but feel a little understimulated. She reached out and snatched a glass of champagne from a passing tray, taking a quick sip despite being underage.
As she moved through the crowd, she could feel the lustful glances of teenagers and adults alike following her every move. She smiled to herself, feeling a thrill of power as she remembered the impact her character had on their fantasies. She couldn't help but imagine what it would be like to be overpowered by a group of teenagers, her dress hiked up and her body used for their pleasure. She shook her head, trying to shake off the taboo thoughts.
The elevator was crowded, the heat of the bodies making the small space feel even smaller. Natasha felt the effects of the alcohol as she stepped inside, her mind already buzzing with excitement. She noticed four teenagers from earlier in the day, who couldn't take their eyes off of her. They closed in on her, trapping her in the corner of the elevator.
Natasha tried to keep her cool, but the teenagers' boldness and the alcohol made her weak. She felt a hand on her thigh, under her dress, and she gasped in surprise. She tried to push the hand away, but another hand grabbed her other thigh, pulling her dress up further. She felt powerless as the teenagers' touches became bolder, their lust palpable.
"Hey, Alice," one of the teenagers said, his voice low and husky. "We've been watching you all day. You're so fucking hot."
Natasha's body betrayed her, responding to the teenagers' touches despite her resistance. She felt a hard cock press against her lips, and she looked up to see one of the teenagers smirking down at her.
"Suck it, Alice," he said, his voice commanding.
Natasha's mind raced, but she found herself unable to resist. She opened her mouth, allowing the cock to enter. She felt humiliated and excited, her body shaking with pleasure as the teenagers took turns using her.
"You like that, Alice?" one of the teenagers asked, his voice filled with lust.
Natasha couldn't speak, her mind lost in a haze of pleasure. She could only nod, her body betraying her as she moaned with pleasure.
The elevator doors opened, and the teenagers quickly dispersed, leaving Natasha alone in the corner. She straightened her dress, trying to compose herself. She felt a mix of shame and excitement, her body still shaking with pleasure. She couldn't believe what had just happened, but she couldn't deny the thrill it had given her.
As she stepped out of the elevator, she couldn't help but wonder what the rest of the night had in store for her. She smiled to herself, feeling a newfound sense of power and excitement. She was ready for anything.
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