The Comic Con floor was a sea of color and movement, a cacophony of excited voices and laughter. Amidst the chaos, Margot Robbie moved with the grace of a dancer, her Harley Quinn costume perfectly capturing the character's playful spirit. She held a champagne flute in one hand, the liquid inside sloshing with each step she took. She was already feeling bold, the alcohol loosening her tongue and lowering her inhibitions.
As she strutted through the crowd, she bumped into a group of four teenage boys. They were clearly smitten with her, their eyes widening as they took in her costume. "Watch it, Harley," one of them said, trying to sound tough but failing miserably.
Margot laughed, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Oh, I'm sorry, boys. Did I ruin your little fanboy moment?"
The boys exchanged playful insults with her, trying to impress her with their knowledge of comic books and movies. Margot teased them for their awkwardness, her flirtatious banter making them even more tongue-tied.
Despite their best efforts, Margot kept a distance. She was amused by their shameless flirting, but she wasn't interested. She had no time for teenage boys, no matter how cute they were.
As the day wore on, Margot found herself getting drunker and more carefree. She agreed to take a picture with the boys, who couldn't believe their luck. They posed with her, their arms around her waist and their faces beaming with excitement.
Later, Margot got onto an elevator, not realizing the boys were on it too. The doors closed, and she was trapped with them. She turned to them, a playful smile on her face. "Well, well, well. Looks like we're stuck together."
The boys made their move, cornering Margot and making it clear they wanted more than just a picture. She tried to protest, but they were too strong. She found herself lowered to her knees, surrounded by four eager cocks.
Margot resisted weakly, but the boys were insistent. One of them forced his dick into her mouth, and she choked on it. She tried to push him away, but he was too turned on. The boys took turns fucking her mouth, their excitement growing as she struggled.
Margot was soon bent over, her shorts down and her pussy exposed. The boys wasted no time, double penetrating her with rough, deep thrusts. She cried out in pleasure and pain as they took turns fucking her. She was drunk and overwhelmed, but she couldn't deny the intense orgasms.
In the end, the boys cum deep inside Margot's pussy, one by one. They took pictures of her, splayed out and dripping with sperm. The boys left, promising to meet again.
Margot lay on the floor, her legs spread wide and her pussy still throbbing. She was fucked and humiliated, but there was a smile on her face. She knew she was strong, controlling, and direct - even when she was at her most vulnerable.
"Until next time, boys," she whispered, her voice barely audible. She closed her eyes, the memories of their encounter already fading into a haze.
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