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02-19-2007, 07:06 PM
The Sexual Adventures of Britney Fucking Spears...
"Britney's Breakdown"
Featuring Britney Spears
Written by The Pornographer
(MMF, anal, inter, reluc)
This FICTIONAL story contains graphic sexual situations, if you are under age or easily offended STOP READING!
Having partied excessively for almost three straight weeks, Britney Jean Spears was starting to show signs of cracking under the pressure. With all the drugs, alcohol, and late night escapades, it was beginning to affect her body and mind.
Fed up with her antics, her minders finally cornered her in her LA residence as she prepared to head out on one of her late night rendezvous, and pleaded for the insanity to stop. There they lectured the wayward pop star for most of the evening and ultimately convinced her to drop everything and immediately check herself into rehab to get her life back in order.
In recent times her seemingly charmed life had spiraled out of control as she had separated with her husband and was now sleeping around and getting drunk, all the while publicly embroiled in a bitter custody dispute over the children.
To complicate things further, Britney was also bitterly addicted to meth, and her dependence on the drug had increased substantially in recent months.
In fact her insatiable cravings had led to a number of very seedy encounters throughout the week, some of which involved blowing two complete strangers in a gas station bathroom for a quick fix.
It had been a trying time for the young starlet, and she done things that she dare not dream about only a few months earlier.
Despite all this, Britney was now scared into action as she was reminded about her children, and the fact that she was in danger of losing custody, and so she reluctantly agreed to go to rehab.
A few hours later, Britney was escorted to the airport and flown directly to the rehab clinic in Antigua where she was quickly signed in and left in the care of the staff. With the center taking full responsibility for her, she was shown around the "sanctuary" before she was escorted to her room, where there she slumped on her bed and began to sob.
Wiping her tears, Britney finally emerged from her room a few hours later and joined the rest of the group in the conference room, where there they sat in a circle and introduced themselves.
As expected the other participants all stared at her with fascination, making her feel extremely awkward and uncomfortable. Feeling vulnerable and trapped, Britney suddenly and abruptly lashed out at the group, calling them vultures, before running off to her room in a flood of tears.
It was later that evening that she decided she had had enough, and was going to sneak out of the institute.
Britney paced up and down in her room before she finally the nerve to leave, and waiting for the right opportunity, she dashed for the door and ran across the courtyard before finding herself surrounded in the adjacent nature reserve.
It was only now that she realized just how inadequately she was dressed, as she was barefoot and scantily clad in just a singlet shirt and shorts, but sneaking her way out of the courtyard, she knew it was too late to turn around. It was now or never.
It was there she frantically dialed her phone only to discover that there was no signal due to the weather.
Panic suddenly wracked the singer, as she found herself lost and underdressed and exposed to the elements, but spotting a small building off to the side, she quickly ducked into the public toilets to get out of the rain and hoped to wait it out.
In the meanwhile, two security personnel Rob and Mike moved in the general vicinity of her location when they heard a noise and moved in to investigate.
"Show yourself!" Mike shouted, his Taser drawn.
"We know you're there." Rob added, "We can hear you."
Britney slowly emerged, her face red from crying and her makeup smeared, half undressed and clutching her phone. Wiping her face she immediately began to beg them not to call it in on their radios, and while she pleaded her case, Mike couldn't help but marvel at her lack of dress.
"Jesus, aren't you cold out here dressed like that?" he asked her.
"Where are your clothes, shoes?" Rob chimed in. "You're going to catch a cold."
"I don't know," Britney waffled while wiping her face, "I left them back in my room."
"So you're a patient here?"
"Yes, I mean no." Spears stammered, "Please, I don't want to go back. I want to go home."
While Britney pleaded her case, the guys couldn't help but glare at her body and admire the way her thick dark nipples strained hard against the thin wet fabric. Her nipples were amazing.
"Please, don't make me go back. I want to see my kids. I'll do anything."
Although the guys felt bad and sympathized with her plight, Rob tried to explain that it wasn't up to them and that they were just doing their jobs. He also reminded her that a storm was approaching the island and the safest place to be was inside.
It was then as Mike lifted his radio up to his face to call it in, that Britney suddenly reached over and placed her hand on the two-way and fluttered her eyes.
"Please," she begged, her eyes filled with sincerity. "You can help me. You can help me escape?"
Britney nodded her head as if trying to convince them both, and continued.
"You know who I am, right?"
The men both nodded.
"You can take me to the gate, and no one would ever know."
The guys frowned and shook their heads as she continued to ramble on in desperation.
"Please! We can help each other?" she began to sob. "I can give you money, yeah? I can make you famous, anything!"
Searching their faces for any kind of understanding, Mike instead slowly reached around his back to grab the cuffs. Seeing this Britney panicked and stepped back, recoiling back into the toilet block as they attempted to reason with her.
"We can help each other out, right?" she suggested one final time.
"What did you have in mind?" Rob suddenly responded from behind his friend, apparently willing to entertain the idea if only for a minute.
To his shock he then heard Britney blurt out, "Please, I'll suck your cock!"
Hearing this both men froze.
Shocked into silence, the sound of the radio echoed in the tiled room as headquarters inquired about their status.
Glancing at his partner the two security guards looked at each other in disbelief before Rob brought his radio up to his face and replied, "Standby". Britney smirked with confidence for the first time before she slowly dropped to her knees before them.
"I'll suck your cock and then you can then help me escape, right?"
"Sure," Mike chuckled sarcastically, "Whatever you say Britney."
Mike didn't waste any time unzipping his pants, and Britney immediately grasped his prick with her hand and slipped his member into her warm mouth.
"Oh shit yeah," Mike let out as Britney enveloped him.
Britney expertly polished his knob for several moments, and holding her mouth open, twirled her tongue around the bell head frantically before Mike insisted she swallow his shaft. To his delight, she soon relented and began to take him fully into her mouth, gobbling his length and taking his prick right into the back of her throat.
"Oh shit, does she know how to suck great cock!" Mike exclaimed.
Mike quickly grasped her firmly by the hair and began to use her head like a rag doll, and began to fuck her face. It was during this time that Britney turned to look up at Rob to see what he was doing, and watched as he stood slowly stroking his erection over his pants.
"You ever sucked a black cock before?" Mike asked her, as she stared at his black friend.
"Why don't you give her a preview, dude." Mike suggested, and Rob happily unzipped his pants to reveal his lengthy black penis.
Britney stopped for a moment as she stared at his black ten inch prick. Without wasting any time, Rob stepped forward and fed his black snake into her open mouth, and she took a deep breath and moaned as it effortlessly filled her mouth.
Almost immediately, Britney gagged and couched over his tool before Mike asked his friend to take it easy on her.
"Jesus Rob, don't kill the bitch with that thing."
"Nah dude, it isn't me," he replied, "She's doing it herself. Looks like she loves to gag on thick cock?"
Realizing how enthusiastic she was, Mike decided to take it up a notch and he moved to stand behind her and pawed at her singlet, groping her breasts.
"Hmm, let me see those puppies baby," he said as she pulled on the thin shoulder strap and exposed her breast.
Fortunately for him Britney was apparently too preoccupied with servicing the large black penis in her mouth to notice or care, and Mike effortlessly moved her arms to allow her shirt to peel down her body and expose her chest.
"Oh hell yes!" Mike smirked as he eagerly played with her boobs with both hands, "I've only been dreaming about these things like forever."
Meanwhile Rob was now pushing his thick dark meat deeper and further down her throat, so much so that her eyes were now watering and she was gagging repeatedly.
Coughing again, Britney tried to catch her breath as Mike soldiered on and began to unzip her shorts. While she was still engrossed, Mike wriggled her shorts down to her thighs and laughed to himself when he found that she wasn't wearing any underwear.
"You sexy little slut,"
Feeling her shorts slide over her ass, it was only now Britney realized how exposed she was and she began to squirm and protest. But before she could look over her shoulder and say anything to Mike, Rob grabbed her roughly by her long dark hair and pushed his cock back into her warm spit filled mouth, gagging her again.
Seeing this Mike chuckled, "Don't worry baby, I just want to take a look at that beautiful ass of yours,"
Totally exposed, she attempted to look back while still blowing Rob but was unable to do so.
Sliding his hand under and between her thick legs, Mike quipped, "Hmm, why am I not surprise, she's wet!"
Holding her in place by her long hair, Rob momentarily pulled her mouth off his saliva coated cock and while she sighed with relief he then jammed her face against his sack, insisting she lick and suck his balls.
Unable to fight Britney did as she was told and suddenly jumped with fright as she felt Mike slap her bare ass firmly from behind.
"Oh hell yeah," Mike laughed, "Still one of the hottest asses on the planet!"
Rob looked at his friend and wasn't sure if he was being sarcastic or not. They both laughed.
Firmly gripping and then running his hands across her thick round rump, Mike then slid his hand and fingers around her hips and tummy, and slowly worked his way up to her large breasts again.
Groping and squeezing her intently, Britney couldn't help but become aroused at the extra attention and moaned with pleasure. Hearing this Mike smirked as he gripped one of her breasts with one hand and gently caressed and fingered her hairless mound with the other.
"Nnrgghh!" she let out.
To his delight she was even wetter than before and he generously smeared her wetness all over her bald snatch.
Bending her over slightly, Mike then rubbed the end of his fat cock between her ass cheeks and shuffled forward. Britney yelped at the touch and attempted to say something but Rob quickly pushes her face back into his ball sack again.
"Nnn—noo... nnghhhh Mmmphhhh!" she mumbled into his balls.
Wasting little time Mike slowly pushed forward to impale her, quickly burying at least three quarters of his thick length deep inside the pop princess.
"Ungh fuck yes!" he groaned with delight from behind her, "You're pussies so, fucking, wet!"
Mike then began to steadily fuck her from behind causing her to grunt and groan excessively.
Gripping her by her thick hips, he then started to really fuck her hard and fast, causing the tiled room to fill with the sound of Britney's grunts and moans. Fed up with the noise, Rob released her face from his balls and before she could do or say anything stuffed his thick black meat back down her throat.
"Here, shut the fuck up and swallow my black dick, bitch!" he bellowed.
Britney happily obliged, and took him to his root.
"Gaaawd damn!" he let out.
"Yeah she's sweet from this end too!" Mike smirked while the two nailed her.
Suddenly to Britney's surprise Mike stopped fucking her from behind and pulled out of her pussy, and to her dismay began to rub his juice coated cock against her backdoor. Britney's eyes immediately shot wide and she perked up, ready to protest.
"No, please!" she exclaimed. "I can't... I've never done that before!"
"Shut the fuck up," Mike spat at her, before giving her thick butt a hard smack.
"UNRGH! Please!"
While Britney continued to argue over her shoulder, she felt Mike's cock slowly inch its way inside her asshole, completely enveloping her tight back passage.
"Yeah… fuck that bitch in the ass Mike," Rob encouraged him.
As Britney looked up to flash Rob a dirty look, Rob totally took her by surprise as he grabbed her firmly by the chin and spat into her open mouth.
Britney was so taken aback by the action that she lost the power of speech. In all her years she had never been treated so cruelly, so callously. She shrieked long and loud as Mike entered her tight anus, and he began to fuck her.
Slapping her across the face with his cock, Rob blared, "Yeah you like that, huh? You like getting fucked in the ass, slut? ANSWER ME!"
"URGH! Yes! I like it. Fuck me, fuck my ass!" she replied.
"Oh yeah!" Both guys roared with delighted at her reluctant enthusiasm.
Just as quickly as Mike had begun to fuck her in the ass, he suddenly began to shake violently and erupted deep inside her, filling her back passage with semen.
Hearing his friend erupt deep inside her, Rob watched Britney's face contort and grimace to the sensation, and he picked up his pace and suddenly groaned as well as he began to blow hot thick ropes of goo all over her stunned face.
Withdrawing, he guys laughed uncontrollably as they cleaned up and collected their things, while Britney rushed off to the sink to clean up. While she washed her face she heard the guys openly discuss what they had just done to her.
"Man, I can't believe we just fucked Britney fuckin' Spears," Mike laughed while tucking in his shirt, "And in the ass no less!"
Angered, Britney looked at them through the mirror and quipped, "You know, I'm not just a celebrity... I'm a person too!"
The two guys just looked at each other for a moment before they then burst out laughing.
Fortunately, before Britney could get upset again they offered her a ride in their golf cart to the front gate. Sticking to their word they drive Britney through the rain and once outside dropped her off around the corner.
It was then as she stepped off the cart that Mike spoke again.
"Oh by the way, before you go can I get an autograph?"
Britney did not respond and just looked at him blankly.
"What? But we just had sex?"
"Yeah I know, but I know a few guys who would get a kick out of seeing a picture, or a lock of hair or something."
With that Rob suddenly produced a pair of scissors and quickly cut a considerable lock of Britney's dark hair, startling her.
"Hey! What the fuck are you doing? Are you guy's crazy!"
The guys just laughed before Mike turned the cart around and drove back into the compound.
Britney suddenly found herself alone and stranded on the side of a road in the middle of a foreign country, scantily dressed and barefoot with no money and no way of getting home. Fortunately for her a passerby seemed to take pity on her and offered her a blanket and phone to call home.
The very next day the guys at the rehab center were on a break and still bragging to each other about how fantastic their time with Britney was. Suddenly they heard the news come across the TV and they looked at each other in disbelief.
"Pop sensation Britney Spears has had a public meltdown, and for whatever reason has shaved off her entire head..." the news reader reported.
The guys looked at each other and burst out laughing.
"Britney's Breakdown"
Featuring Britney Spears
Written by The Pornographer
(MMF, anal, inter, reluc)
This FICTIONAL story contains graphic sexual situations, if you are under age or easily offended STOP READING!
Having partied excessively for almost three straight weeks, Britney Jean Spears was starting to show signs of cracking under the pressure. With all the drugs, alcohol, and late night escapades, it was beginning to affect her body and mind.
Fed up with her antics, her minders finally cornered her in her LA residence as she prepared to head out on one of her late night rendezvous, and pleaded for the insanity to stop. There they lectured the wayward pop star for most of the evening and ultimately convinced her to drop everything and immediately check herself into rehab to get her life back in order.
In recent times her seemingly charmed life had spiraled out of control as she had separated with her husband and was now sleeping around and getting drunk, all the while publicly embroiled in a bitter custody dispute over the children.
To complicate things further, Britney was also bitterly addicted to meth, and her dependence on the drug had increased substantially in recent months.
In fact her insatiable cravings had led to a number of very seedy encounters throughout the week, some of which involved blowing two complete strangers in a gas station bathroom for a quick fix.
It had been a trying time for the young starlet, and she done things that she dare not dream about only a few months earlier.
Despite all this, Britney was now scared into action as she was reminded about her children, and the fact that she was in danger of losing custody, and so she reluctantly agreed to go to rehab.
A few hours later, Britney was escorted to the airport and flown directly to the rehab clinic in Antigua where she was quickly signed in and left in the care of the staff. With the center taking full responsibility for her, she was shown around the "sanctuary" before she was escorted to her room, where there she slumped on her bed and began to sob.
Wiping her tears, Britney finally emerged from her room a few hours later and joined the rest of the group in the conference room, where there they sat in a circle and introduced themselves.
As expected the other participants all stared at her with fascination, making her feel extremely awkward and uncomfortable. Feeling vulnerable and trapped, Britney suddenly and abruptly lashed out at the group, calling them vultures, before running off to her room in a flood of tears.
It was later that evening that she decided she had had enough, and was going to sneak out of the institute.
Britney paced up and down in her room before she finally the nerve to leave, and waiting for the right opportunity, she dashed for the door and ran across the courtyard before finding herself surrounded in the adjacent nature reserve.
It was only now that she realized just how inadequately she was dressed, as she was barefoot and scantily clad in just a singlet shirt and shorts, but sneaking her way out of the courtyard, she knew it was too late to turn around. It was now or never.
It was there she frantically dialed her phone only to discover that there was no signal due to the weather.
Panic suddenly wracked the singer, as she found herself lost and underdressed and exposed to the elements, but spotting a small building off to the side, she quickly ducked into the public toilets to get out of the rain and hoped to wait it out.
In the meanwhile, two security personnel Rob and Mike moved in the general vicinity of her location when they heard a noise and moved in to investigate.
"Show yourself!" Mike shouted, his Taser drawn.
"We know you're there." Rob added, "We can hear you."
Britney slowly emerged, her face red from crying and her makeup smeared, half undressed and clutching her phone. Wiping her face she immediately began to beg them not to call it in on their radios, and while she pleaded her case, Mike couldn't help but marvel at her lack of dress.
"Jesus, aren't you cold out here dressed like that?" he asked her.
"Where are your clothes, shoes?" Rob chimed in. "You're going to catch a cold."
"I don't know," Britney waffled while wiping her face, "I left them back in my room."
"So you're a patient here?"
"Yes, I mean no." Spears stammered, "Please, I don't want to go back. I want to go home."
While Britney pleaded her case, the guys couldn't help but glare at her body and admire the way her thick dark nipples strained hard against the thin wet fabric. Her nipples were amazing.
"Please, don't make me go back. I want to see my kids. I'll do anything."
Although the guys felt bad and sympathized with her plight, Rob tried to explain that it wasn't up to them and that they were just doing their jobs. He also reminded her that a storm was approaching the island and the safest place to be was inside.
It was then as Mike lifted his radio up to his face to call it in, that Britney suddenly reached over and placed her hand on the two-way and fluttered her eyes.
"Please," she begged, her eyes filled with sincerity. "You can help me. You can help me escape?"
Britney nodded her head as if trying to convince them both, and continued.
"You know who I am, right?"
The men both nodded.
"You can take me to the gate, and no one would ever know."
The guys frowned and shook their heads as she continued to ramble on in desperation.
"Please! We can help each other?" she began to sob. "I can give you money, yeah? I can make you famous, anything!"
Searching their faces for any kind of understanding, Mike instead slowly reached around his back to grab the cuffs. Seeing this Britney panicked and stepped back, recoiling back into the toilet block as they attempted to reason with her.
"We can help each other out, right?" she suggested one final time.
"What did you have in mind?" Rob suddenly responded from behind his friend, apparently willing to entertain the idea if only for a minute.
To his shock he then heard Britney blurt out, "Please, I'll suck your cock!"
Hearing this both men froze.
Shocked into silence, the sound of the radio echoed in the tiled room as headquarters inquired about their status.
Glancing at his partner the two security guards looked at each other in disbelief before Rob brought his radio up to his face and replied, "Standby". Britney smirked with confidence for the first time before she slowly dropped to her knees before them.
"I'll suck your cock and then you can then help me escape, right?"
"Sure," Mike chuckled sarcastically, "Whatever you say Britney."
Mike didn't waste any time unzipping his pants, and Britney immediately grasped his prick with her hand and slipped his member into her warm mouth.
"Oh shit yeah," Mike let out as Britney enveloped him.
Britney expertly polished his knob for several moments, and holding her mouth open, twirled her tongue around the bell head frantically before Mike insisted she swallow his shaft. To his delight, she soon relented and began to take him fully into her mouth, gobbling his length and taking his prick right into the back of her throat.
"Oh shit, does she know how to suck great cock!" Mike exclaimed.
Mike quickly grasped her firmly by the hair and began to use her head like a rag doll, and began to fuck her face. It was during this time that Britney turned to look up at Rob to see what he was doing, and watched as he stood slowly stroking his erection over his pants.
"You ever sucked a black cock before?" Mike asked her, as she stared at his black friend.
"Why don't you give her a preview, dude." Mike suggested, and Rob happily unzipped his pants to reveal his lengthy black penis.
Britney stopped for a moment as she stared at his black ten inch prick. Without wasting any time, Rob stepped forward and fed his black snake into her open mouth, and she took a deep breath and moaned as it effortlessly filled her mouth.
Almost immediately, Britney gagged and couched over his tool before Mike asked his friend to take it easy on her.
"Jesus Rob, don't kill the bitch with that thing."
"Nah dude, it isn't me," he replied, "She's doing it herself. Looks like she loves to gag on thick cock?"
Realizing how enthusiastic she was, Mike decided to take it up a notch and he moved to stand behind her and pawed at her singlet, groping her breasts.
"Hmm, let me see those puppies baby," he said as she pulled on the thin shoulder strap and exposed her breast.
Fortunately for him Britney was apparently too preoccupied with servicing the large black penis in her mouth to notice or care, and Mike effortlessly moved her arms to allow her shirt to peel down her body and expose her chest.
"Oh hell yes!" Mike smirked as he eagerly played with her boobs with both hands, "I've only been dreaming about these things like forever."
Meanwhile Rob was now pushing his thick dark meat deeper and further down her throat, so much so that her eyes were now watering and she was gagging repeatedly.
Coughing again, Britney tried to catch her breath as Mike soldiered on and began to unzip her shorts. While she was still engrossed, Mike wriggled her shorts down to her thighs and laughed to himself when he found that she wasn't wearing any underwear.
"You sexy little slut,"
Feeling her shorts slide over her ass, it was only now Britney realized how exposed she was and she began to squirm and protest. But before she could look over her shoulder and say anything to Mike, Rob grabbed her roughly by her long dark hair and pushed his cock back into her warm spit filled mouth, gagging her again.
Seeing this Mike chuckled, "Don't worry baby, I just want to take a look at that beautiful ass of yours,"
Totally exposed, she attempted to look back while still blowing Rob but was unable to do so.
Sliding his hand under and between her thick legs, Mike quipped, "Hmm, why am I not surprise, she's wet!"
Holding her in place by her long hair, Rob momentarily pulled her mouth off his saliva coated cock and while she sighed with relief he then jammed her face against his sack, insisting she lick and suck his balls.
Unable to fight Britney did as she was told and suddenly jumped with fright as she felt Mike slap her bare ass firmly from behind.
"Oh hell yeah," Mike laughed, "Still one of the hottest asses on the planet!"
Rob looked at his friend and wasn't sure if he was being sarcastic or not. They both laughed.
Firmly gripping and then running his hands across her thick round rump, Mike then slid his hand and fingers around her hips and tummy, and slowly worked his way up to her large breasts again.
Groping and squeezing her intently, Britney couldn't help but become aroused at the extra attention and moaned with pleasure. Hearing this Mike smirked as he gripped one of her breasts with one hand and gently caressed and fingered her hairless mound with the other.
"Nnrgghh!" she let out.
To his delight she was even wetter than before and he generously smeared her wetness all over her bald snatch.
Bending her over slightly, Mike then rubbed the end of his fat cock between her ass cheeks and shuffled forward. Britney yelped at the touch and attempted to say something but Rob quickly pushes her face back into his ball sack again.
"Nnn—noo... nnghhhh Mmmphhhh!" she mumbled into his balls.
Wasting little time Mike slowly pushed forward to impale her, quickly burying at least three quarters of his thick length deep inside the pop princess.
"Ungh fuck yes!" he groaned with delight from behind her, "You're pussies so, fucking, wet!"
Mike then began to steadily fuck her from behind causing her to grunt and groan excessively.
Gripping her by her thick hips, he then started to really fuck her hard and fast, causing the tiled room to fill with the sound of Britney's grunts and moans. Fed up with the noise, Rob released her face from his balls and before she could do or say anything stuffed his thick black meat back down her throat.
"Here, shut the fuck up and swallow my black dick, bitch!" he bellowed.
Britney happily obliged, and took him to his root.
"Gaaawd damn!" he let out.
"Yeah she's sweet from this end too!" Mike smirked while the two nailed her.
Suddenly to Britney's surprise Mike stopped fucking her from behind and pulled out of her pussy, and to her dismay began to rub his juice coated cock against her backdoor. Britney's eyes immediately shot wide and she perked up, ready to protest.
"No, please!" she exclaimed. "I can't... I've never done that before!"
"Shut the fuck up," Mike spat at her, before giving her thick butt a hard smack.
"UNRGH! Please!"
While Britney continued to argue over her shoulder, she felt Mike's cock slowly inch its way inside her asshole, completely enveloping her tight back passage.
"Yeah… fuck that bitch in the ass Mike," Rob encouraged him.
As Britney looked up to flash Rob a dirty look, Rob totally took her by surprise as he grabbed her firmly by the chin and spat into her open mouth.
Britney was so taken aback by the action that she lost the power of speech. In all her years she had never been treated so cruelly, so callously. She shrieked long and loud as Mike entered her tight anus, and he began to fuck her.
Slapping her across the face with his cock, Rob blared, "Yeah you like that, huh? You like getting fucked in the ass, slut? ANSWER ME!"
"URGH! Yes! I like it. Fuck me, fuck my ass!" she replied.
"Oh yeah!" Both guys roared with delighted at her reluctant enthusiasm.
Just as quickly as Mike had begun to fuck her in the ass, he suddenly began to shake violently and erupted deep inside her, filling her back passage with semen.
Hearing his friend erupt deep inside her, Rob watched Britney's face contort and grimace to the sensation, and he picked up his pace and suddenly groaned as well as he began to blow hot thick ropes of goo all over her stunned face.
Withdrawing, he guys laughed uncontrollably as they cleaned up and collected their things, while Britney rushed off to the sink to clean up. While she washed her face she heard the guys openly discuss what they had just done to her.
"Man, I can't believe we just fucked Britney fuckin' Spears," Mike laughed while tucking in his shirt, "And in the ass no less!"
Angered, Britney looked at them through the mirror and quipped, "You know, I'm not just a celebrity... I'm a person too!"
The two guys just looked at each other for a moment before they then burst out laughing.
Fortunately, before Britney could get upset again they offered her a ride in their golf cart to the front gate. Sticking to their word they drive Britney through the rain and once outside dropped her off around the corner.
It was then as she stepped off the cart that Mike spoke again.
"Oh by the way, before you go can I get an autograph?"
Britney did not respond and just looked at him blankly.
"What? But we just had sex?"
"Yeah I know, but I know a few guys who would get a kick out of seeing a picture, or a lock of hair or something."
With that Rob suddenly produced a pair of scissors and quickly cut a considerable lock of Britney's dark hair, startling her.
"Hey! What the fuck are you doing? Are you guy's crazy!"
The guys just laughed before Mike turned the cart around and drove back into the compound.
Britney suddenly found herself alone and stranded on the side of a road in the middle of a foreign country, scantily dressed and barefoot with no money and no way of getting home. Fortunately for her a passerby seemed to take pity on her and offered her a blanket and phone to call home.
The very next day the guys at the rehab center were on a break and still bragging to each other about how fantastic their time with Britney was. Suddenly they heard the news come across the TV and they looked at each other in disbelief.
"Pop sensation Britney Spears has had a public meltdown, and for whatever reason has shaved off her entire head..." the news reader reported.
The guys looked at each other and burst out laughing.