Angel of Sin

[TabascoKV]

Danyelle felt embarrassed and shocked that somebody had witnessed, even if just from an auditory point of view, her little uprising. She had prided herself on covering the blemish that was her personal life all these years. Part of her had told her not to answer her phone when the name had popped up on her caller id, and yet she had. Swallowing, she brushed away her emotions. Inside of her, she flipped her switch…that switch that turned off her emotions and left behind a distant woman with no feelings towards the world.

“I’m fine.” Her tone had softened remarkably, but there was no warmth to it. Confiding in strangers, or anybody for that matter, was not her thing. His face seemed vaguely familiar, but she honestly could not place him. Nothing against him, but he was not one of the actors, and she could tell that by his demeanor.

The ice cream comment had taken her back, and could have almost made her smile. Almost. Lifting her eyebrow, she looked around slightly befuddled.

“Not to sound rude or anything, but who are you?” Shaking her head, she slid the cell phone into her back pocket, looking at him inquisitively. The idea of ice cream sounded rather good after a long drive, but she was a little hesitant to go with him. She didn’t know him, he didn’t look very familiar…at least, not familiar enough to place. The last thing she needed to deal with right now was some man trying to get laid because they assumed that’s all she ever wanted to do in life.

 

[poohlive]

"Me... nobody. Just the janitor... not even sure why I was called up here to be honest, thought there'd be plenty of help here to clean up the sweat and cum and whatever."

He could feel that wound of her closing up, and closing up fast. He had once chance with her, to share in some moment that had just happened, to have her open up and let him in. He should have known better, this was the porn business, everyone had an angle. The girls knew they couldn't wear their emotions on their sleeves. If this business did anything, it showed them what the world was really like.

They grew tough skin, almost as touch as his.

"Just thought I heard something... I wanted to... nevermind. Just pretend I didn't say anything. I'm sorry."

He gave a pathetic attempt at a weak smile and then moved to close the glass door between them. She seemed lost in her own little world, her defenses up. The last thing he wanted to do was push too hard.

 

[TabascoKV]

Her left eyebrow quirked up at his statement. She knew where this conversation was coming from. At least, she had a feeling she did. Was the janitor wanting to secretly get into the porn industry?

"I find it odd that you would be so concerned about a lowly porn star, Mr. Janitor. Is there a reason for that?" She was not accusing him of anything, per se, but curious as to what a cleaning man would want with a porn star. Taking a few steps forward, she stepped through the glass door and pulled it closed behind her. She was hungry and ready for something to eat. She hadn't eaten breakfast before she had driven up.

"I am hungry." That was about as inviting as she would get as she walked past him, so he could take it as her inviting him to come along or not. That was completely up to him.

 

[landiek]

It didn't take Grant long to get his things together and they were traveling by limo to the movie set.

Angel not bothered by motion sickness started to return to her prior ambition of cock sucking. Her fingers gracefully slid along the polyester slacks to the tender fold that hid the golden teeth. Her hand hovered breifly until the grinding noise ripped away and opened to a eye opening miracle of flesh. Grant despite his best efforts could not contain the beast and relented for Angel's lips to alevate the stiffness.

Angel was also certain that the driver was well entertained as her mouth engulfed the thick shaft. She could imagine how badly his cock was aching while peering thru the rearview mirror to watch her mouth balloon from the huge head.

It was as the wheels went off the main pavement to the streadier roadway that Angel's mouth was filled with jism and the heavy panting of her partner echoing in her ears as she lapped the jism from the head and eased his flacid rod back into the safety of the silky boxers.

Grant had the bags taken to the main porch and sent inside while they walked about the grounds and inhaled the fresh scent of purity that glimmered in the fresh dewy leaves hanging overhead.

"This is got to be as close to heaven as it gets." Angel mused as she took several deep breathes.

 

[poohlive]

"I guess that's when you know you've been in this business too long, someone offers you help and you immediately try to see what angle he's playing." He smiled at that, stepping into line with her. She was a good girl smart. Not fucked up on drugs or anything. Clean. Clean was good, clean was about as good as you could expect in this business. Clean and not insane, hell she was doing pretty good for herself.

He did kick himself though. He didn't want to be that guy. He didn't want to have some porn girl think to herself why the lowly janitor that cleaned off the cum stains from the set asked soo many questions. That would lead to people asking questions about him, and then whatever ground he had made would be lost.

"I just heard a conversation, some heated words. I wanted to make sure everything was ok. Wasn't until I heard what you said that I realized it was a phone call. I just wanted to help."

That was a laugh, wasn't it? Now he was some damned hero. Coming in to save the lowly porn star. There you go, knight in shining armor for her.

They walked into one of the kitchens inside the mansion. The freezer had several selections of ice cream. Robert picked Rocky Road.

"I mean... I clean up juices for a living. Not the highlight of my day. Gotta do something to pass the time, might as well be a hero."

He handed the carton to her, looking her over once or twice, "Your name is Danyelle, isn't it? I've seen you on set a few times. You do... good work."

 

[caela]

"You've seen who I really am...and yet when you see who Simon the Director is....You won't be able to put the two...together...Don't run from that man...Trust in who you know me to be....and help me...please?"

Destiny was as worried about what she was getting into as he was. The more he told her the more worried she grew, it sounded like what he was doing was dangerous and this talk about his being a different person when he directed didn't put her any more at ease. That 'please' though tugged at her heart and she knew that despite her worries she couldn't turn her back on Simon.

"Of course I trust you Simon, and I'll help in any way I can darling," she said softly and scooted closer to him, a smile curving her lips as his arm wrapped around her.

Reaching out she lightly ran her fingers along his thigh and slowly higher, teasing the evidence of his arrousal with a teasing grin.

"Keep that up baby...and you'll be giving the Boss some lip service...."

With a small smirk she tipped her head clsoe to his neck, nipping and kissing the warm flesh over his pulse as she murmured against his skin, "The Boss can have whatever service he wants."

 

[TabascoKV]

"No, it's being in the business that teaches you that everybody is out to get something." Shrugging, she continued to walk, passing by a staff member who was going about her business. It was the same woman who had showed her to her room, carrying a fresh load of towels.

"I appreciate your concern." The gratitude came out sounding slightly awkward. It wasn't that she didn't mean it, it was just an unfamiliar situation. The only person she was used to thanking was her mother.

"But be careful walking into the middle of a fight. It could be a good way to get yourself a fast ticket out of here. People around here are not very welcome to having people interfere with their business." Despite the seriousness of her tone, her voice still carried a quietness to it.

Stepping into the kitchen, a shiver ran through her body at the change in temperature. She really wanted a bagel with cream cheese, but ice cream would suffice. She doubted they had what she wanted anyways. Setting the container on the counter, she pointed to another conatiner.

"Will you grab the vanilla, please?" As trivial as it sounded, she needed to at least watch what she was eating to some degree. Her face turned a light shade of pink at his comment, and she nodded.

"Yes, I'm Danyelle." As for his other comment, she merely shrugged. "It's a living." Walking over to a cabinent, she pulled down two bowls and grabbed a couple of spoons.

 

[poohlive]

"Yes, it is a living... I'll give you that,"A couple hundred dollars an hour for taking a face full of jism? Most people would do it, if it came right down to that. People needed money, and people needed porn. And, people needed someone to clean up so the next scene could be shot. Everyone needed something.

Robert exchanged rocky road for vanilla, scooping it out into the two bowls. She seemed nice, almost friendly. As if she weren't friendly, but this was her best at trying to be so. He supposed he had to settle for that.

"I uhhh, I didn't mean to pry on your private business. You're right. It is your own, and I shouldn't interfere. I have only been doing this for a few weeks. I still haven't gotten all the ups and downs figured out yet. I didn't used to be some janitor all my life.

"You know, like it or not I wanted to be an actor before all of this. I even went to college. I studied, took classes day and night. I learned all about classical and modern acting, how to articulate my body. I learned how to be a color. They had this class where you show people what kind of color you are. You go around, doing daily things, how would green act if it had to go get a gallon of milk at the grocery store. So... if nothing else, I know how to get milk as if I were the color green."

 

[BLACK BART]

"The Boss can have whatever service he wants."

"The Boss better pay attention to the road and business, or else he'll end up explaining why he's stuck in some ditch when the road conditions are ideal."

Simon laughed gently and stole a kiss despite his words.

"The script for the film is in the other seat, be a dear and get us the top two, the rest have the abbreviated version short the last two stages?"

He stayed true to his words and began to organize his thoughts, then grinned as Destiny leaned over gave him an excellent veiw of her firm rear end.

"My God you are beautiful from head to...."

"Toe?"

Destiny returned and looked over her shoulder, well aware of what sight he was enjoying and wiggling it side to side for his benefit.

"And everything in between"

Simon laughed again as Destiny returned to her seat next to him and handed the script over.

"It's pretty thin for a film that has such a huge budget"

"Read it"

"Five pages, including the header?"

"Four, there is a blank credit sheet on back."

"The life & death of a porn star?"

"I checked, the title is Unique and won't be confused with any other B film"

"But it says...."filming as couples form"?..."

"Stage One" Simon agreed and smiled.

"Big party, excessive drinking, orgy by the pool?"

"Stage Two" Simon chuckled and put his own copy down to nuzzle Destinies neck.

"Filming of unnamed party as he or she tries to kill Starlet?"

"Stage Three" Hand on her shoulder he pushed the V neck off to bare it and her pert breast, then lowered his lips to the hard nub that crowned it.

"Rescue of starlett by unnamed party?"

"Final Stage with credits to be filled in" Simon broke his lips away long enough to answer and slid a hand under Destiny's skirt.

"That's a little lame don't you think?"

Stopping at the tone in her voice Simon sat upright to face Destiny and meet her eyes.

"I thought you liked my necking techniques?"

"I meant the script, it's short, vague and..."

"Ohhh, that...A new concept of mine, a porn film about porn films and the actors in them...Now lets get back to you grading my techniques, shall we?"

 

[caela]

"Ohhh, that...A new concept of mine, a porn film about porn films and the actors in them...Now lets get back to you grading my techniques, shall we?"

His comment made Destiny laugh though the sound was slightly breathless with his hand under her skirt and fingers teasing at edges of her slit. His touch was warm and knowing and she had to fight to keep from groaning when she felt his touch lightly parting those damp folds.

"You are a bad bad man Sir. You know damn good and well if necking was a class you'd pass with flying colors. Now if you get us to the ranch in one piece I'll consider giving you extra credit once we're settled," she purred softly and leaned over to nip lightly at his lower earlobe.

With a soft chuckle she leaned back in her seat and watched as the road flew by while trying not to lose all sense of concentration with his fingers so warm and tempting against her bare flesh.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Angel "Robynn" Lane

The delivery guy didn't say who the envelope came from, just that he was to deliver it to her A-sap. Not recognizing the hand writing, she stared at the words "Pack and take the limo."

Cryptic to be sure, and Robert would usually have just came in person. Perhaps it was a note from Frank? Either way, she had no idea what those words meant for a solid twenty minutes before there was a knock on her trailer door and a driver standing outside waiting.

"Your bags Miss Lane?"

He knew her name? Still puzzled about who he was, she stared at the words again.

"Give me a few minutes." Hurriedly she shut the door on his face and turned to eye the room. She had nothing here! However the studio did have closets full of cloths, make-up and whatever else a woman might need here. So a little 'stealing' of needed items stuffed into her duffle bag and she was set... For something?

A trembled of excitement passed over her, she was definitely on some kind of mini adventure and had NO idea what the fuck was going on... Where was Robert?

A knock sounded again and an aggitated voice behind the door spoke in clipped words, "We're already late Miss Lane."

"I'm coming!' Late for what? Refreshed, she checked the mirror to make sure she still looked as good as possible before stepping out into the day light.

"Where are we going?" Her smile was friendly, but the driver's mood didn't seem to lighten, nor did he even look her over as most men would have.

Must be gay. Was her first thought, but then again it didn't really matter. At least this one wouldn't be putting moves on her.

"The Ranch. Inside is a letter from the boss, read it." Her bag stowed in the trunk, he held the door for her.

They had nothing to say during the ride to each other. She'd read the brief letter of introduction and found out this Simon guy was the owner and also the producer of a movie and apprently he wanted her in it. Lips closed and mind working in hyper-speed, she went over possibilities in her mind as to why she of all unknowns was requested for this movie. Hoped she could get a hold of Robert or at least Frank and watched scenary pass by. What little their was of it.

"We're almost there. Up ahead is the ranch's main and only entrance. You have to have a security coded card to come and go, but all drivers carry one and at your disposal should you need to go some where. Of course there is a busy schedule so chances to get out will be slim. The Ranch is fully stocked and prepared for long stays but if you need anything you can send someone down with a list and it'll be brought to you." So the driver did speak english in a civil tone.

Her lips quirked a little as her sarcastic thoughts almost tempted her to speak them aloud. Her attention swung to the huge gate and cameras, security was definitely not an issue here. More curious, she gripped the back of the driver's seat and sat forward to see the house as they reached the main court yard style area. Noticing the other cars, she asked "How many are here?"

"Quite a select few, He is filming a movie here. You'll have your own room though and a script and schedule all sent to you. A map as well if you need it. Here we are.." The driver crawled out while she stared at the entrance to the house.

Nervous but hiding it well, she exited the car with practiced grace. It was a little cooler here than Vegas, but almost story-book perfect for filming inside and out. A choice location judging from the view as well. This Simon had an eye for beauty and functionality. A keen mind? Perhaps.

Still, why was she here? And who told her to take the offer?

"Shall we?" The driver's tone interrupted her thoughts as he motioned her with a hand towards the front door. Resting his hand at the small of her back, he escorted her just inside the door. Setting down her bag, he handed her a card with his name, "In case you need something not found here." Bowed and quietly exited.

Bending, she retrieved her bag with one hand while surveying the room. She'd have to become familiar with her surroundings, at least until she could call Robert and get some input on what to do. Sighing heavily, feeling very out of place and almost as if she were tresspassing, she slowly ascended the stairs. If no one said where she was to go, and no one was here to show her around... "I guess I find my own room?" ... and a phone!

 

[BLACK BART]

"Baby you know I love you don't you?"

Simon purred as he worked a second finger into Destiny's wet cunt, the interior of the limo dim due to the privacy windows that shielded them.

"You know that I value you above all others and would never hurt you?"

Panties tossed aside he worked on her velvet interior, finding the swollen nub and teasing it into even an even harder, more pronounced button.

Yessssssss

"Good baby, then you won't mind putting on your collar for me and chaning into the outfit I had custom made for you"

His eyes ate her up, enjoyed the sight of her bare legs and hips bucking in wild, frenzied orgasm as she whimperedand then cried out.

"I need you to wear it and be my Pet, so I can keep you in the room with me and still bring others into our bed if need be, do you understand?"

The car had stopped minutes ago, and Simon waited as Destiny composed herself and nodded beore they stepped out of it, her eyes going wide as she came to a sudden realization.

"Pantiesssss?"

She hissed in his ear and clung to his arm.

"In my pocket baby"

He smiled and kissed her,then pointed to the ranch house and the walk.

"You won't be wearing that item of clothing much...while we're here"

 

[caela]

"I need you to wear it and be my Pet, so I can keep you in the room with me and still bring others into our bed if need be, do you understand?"

Destiny's eyes went wide at the mention of bringing someone else into their bed but she nodded her head gently and tucked in closer against his side. Suddenly she was worried and, despite the very recent orgasm, tense. She didn't fully understand just what she was getting herself into here, only that Simon loved and needed her and she couldn't walk away from him.

Outside the limo she realized her panties were still inside and felt color creep into her cheeks as she hissed at Simon who looked rather smug and self satisfied as he informed her that they were in his pocket. A fact that only made her blush a darker shade of red.

"You won't be wearing that item of clothing much...while we're here"

Glancing away she stared at the ranch house as they approached it and meekly followed Simon up to the room they would share together. There she closed the door and opened her suitcase. She didn't know how he'd known that she'd packed the collar but she wasn't surprised by it either. She never went on a trip without it, even the trips she didn't take with him, it was safely tucked away in her suitcase. It made her feel closer to him to have it nearby.

Silently she buckled it around her neck a small smile curving her lips as she set the lock for it on the bedside stand next to him and deftly changed into the outfit he'd bought her before kneeling at his feet and sweeping her hair up off her neck so he could lock the collar in place.

 

[Paendragon]

Dan Steele

He smiled down at her, and led her away from the bedroom, toward the rear of the sprawling ranch. He knew just where to take her.

He stopped in front of a large, wooden door, and opened it. He and Simon used to call this, simply, the 'fun room' . . .

It was basically a room with a large bed in it. There were cameras, of course, but not like you'd expect. They were hidden from site behind small mirrors, or blinds. There was even one in the ceiling. They fimed simultaneously, and gave you every angle imaginable. It had been Simon's concept. He had wanted to be able to film a scene for a CD-ROM where the audience really felt like they were prying into a private moment. The viewer could choose whatever camera angles they liked best. Basically be their own director.

Dan told all of this to his newest student.

"The cameras are able to be set for both manual, and automatic recording. Automatic, of course, is just point and shoot. Manual would follow us a bit better."

He turned to her. "But, for this, I think we'll be alone."

He tilted his head slightly. "You ready for this?"

 

[landiek]

Angel moved with ease as she entered the strange room. Grant assessed that she could feel at ease anywhere given the proper circumstances.

Once more Angel tried to worm more details from Grant but it was no use, he refused to budge on giving her any information other then Simon would answer most any question she could come up with.

"How about we go back to bed then?" Angel winked and wriggled her ass seductively as she slid her hand along a leg lifting the skirt to reveal the ready part of practice.

 

[Britwitch]

Sarah looked around the large room, her keen eyes trying to locate the hidden camera's Dan was describing. Seeking out the small mirrored panels that would have slipped her notice had she not been looking for them, it was a very clever idea she had to admit.
"The cameras are able to be set for both manual, and automatic recording. Automatic, of course, is just point and shoot. Manual would follow us a bit better."
"I see..." She replied softly, wandering over to the bed a little, running a hand over the smooth sheets that covered it.

"But, for this, I think we'll be alone."
Sarah felt a warm flush filtering onto her cheeks slightly as she turned back towards him, looking up into his eyes as he tipped his head a little. "You ready for this?"
"I think so..." She smiled, walking back towards him, closing the distance between them in slow strides. Her fingers lifting to unbutton the front of the white shirt, slowly revealing inch after inch of her cleavage. Her heart was pounding loudly in her ears but part of her knew it was excitement rather than nerves that was causing it to speed up this time. "Ready as I'll ever be..." With the shirt unbuttoned and hanging open she stopped, now only inches away from Dan.

"...And I know you'll help me...tell me what to do..." Sarah's smile was soft as she leant towards him, pressing her chest against his, "...you'll teach me..." She pushed herself up onto her tiptoes and pressed her lips against his, arms curling around his neck as her tongue stroked his lips. She wasn't entirely sure why she had kissed him. Perhaps because it seemed right to start things out with a kiss.

Although if she was honest, it was probably because she had wanted to kiss him from the moment he'd arrived at her motel room that morning.

 

[Paendragon]

Dan Steele

His eyes widened when she kissed him, but before long he was kissing her back. A kiss isn't something you do in porn. Not a pure, simple, kiss, anyway. They're always over-egagerated. Falsly passionate. Annoying.

This was . . . this was nice.

He slipped an arm around her waist, pulling her close to him, and rested his other hand on her hip. His tongue met hers as his lips parted, tasting her. His hand slid upward from her hip over her ribs, coming to a stop just under her right breast. His thumb carressed it lightly and his lips devoured hers. It had been so long since he had kissed a woman, really kissed her. He couldn't believe how much he was enjoying it.

The kiss deepened ever further, and he felt his body respond to her. He lengthened in his pants, his cock swelling in his pant leg to press up against her. What the hell is he doing? This isn't sex . . . he's supposed to be teaching her! He pulled his lips away from her reluctantly, and looked down at her. It was all he could do to not tear her clothes off her and throw her down on the bed.

And luckily, he could.

"In the adult movie business," he began, his voivce low and husky, "it's important to feign passion, in any circumstance. Always seem t be eager to get at your partner, even if you're not interested. Luckily, I'm not having to act about that right now . . ."

He grinned, a bit, to reassure her. "When you undress a man, don't do it slow and sweet. Tug at his clothes . . . as if you need to have him naked with you . . . as if you can't stand him to be clothed for another minute . . ."

Of course, some movies would want her to do it differently, but he was giving her the basics. He kissed her again, his mouth possessing hers, but this time, his hands went to work on her clothing. His touch was soft, and smooth. First the blouse came off, the the bra, unhooked easily and quickly. His lips left hers only ling enough to slip the blouse over her head, then they were back on her.

Now his hands went to work in a different way. They carressed her skin softly, getting her used to his touch, again. He, even more reluctantly, pulled away from her mouth again. He was getting irritated at this, but didn't let it show. FOr the first time in a long while, he wanted this woman. He didn't want to be a fucking teacher, he wanted to be a lover. He forced those thought away, and looked at her.

"Now . . . most men will not be touching you like this . . . it'll be rougher . . . which isn't really a bad thing . . ."

He squeezed her flesh a bit to demonstrate. His hands were rough, but not too much. He cupped her breast, running a thumb across the nipple, and squeezing gently. Then, he pushed her back slightly, so that her legs hit the back of the bed, forcing her to sit. He followed her, kissing her again. As she slid backward, his head trailed lower, leaving a trail of kisses down her throat and the top of her breasts, until he pulled a nipple between his lips.

 

[TabascoKV]

Danyelle was good at what she did, and she knew it. She had always been a fast, efficient learner, and anything she learned to do, she did it well. It had been that way with her previous jobs, with school, with anything she did. She couldn’t help but stop to think about where she would have been right now in her life had Jeffrey Stark never happened and had she never gotten pregnant with Beth. She loved her daughter, more than anything, but she did wish that she had waited. Hindsight was always 20/20, though. At least, that’s what everybody said.

She listened as he talked about aspirations of being an actor. Suddenly she realized why he was talking to her. Nodding her head, she swallowed a spoonful of ice cream and set the container down on the floor.

“Now I get it.” Tossing the spoon in the sink, she shook her head, an incredulous expression crossing her face.

“Let me guess…Janitor comes to the rescue of distraught porn star, and porn star gets janitor into the business.” Rolling her eyes, she turned away from him and started heading towards the door. She should have known better.

"Find yourself a new girl..."

 

[poohlive]

Robert laughed out loud, leaning against the back of the counter. He chuckled into his ice cream, a single spoon floating along his bottom lip.

"Is that what you think? You can take this job... please. Having some perpetual hard on for nine hours, with eight other people in the room, telling me to move my leg and change position, fluffers and make up artists and second rate scripts that don't make sense unless you're drunk or high. You can have it, I don't want an in..."

He sighed, looking down at the swirl he had made in his ice cream. She knew something was up, and something about him didn't make sense, but she just couldn't put her finger on it. She kept trying to get at him, like trying different combinations on a safe.

And, she wanted to know what angle he was playing to get at her. Cause she knew he was doing the same thing, trying to pick at her like a safe. He tried his own combinations.

He admired her for that.

"I don't mind cleaning up other people's messes. It's honest work," He thought the truth might be a way to throw her off, without getting her to leave, "Shit money, for shit work, but it does have good hours."

He flashed her a smile, "And some of the view isn't all that bad either."

 

[BLACK BART]

Simon watched silently as Destiny slid the collar around her neck and fastened it, her eyes moving to his for approval and finding it in them, and a raging desire as well.

Everything within the ranch house had taken on special meaning, Simon realized, from the moment they walked into it and made thier way down the hall filled with pictures of past films and the actors in them.

Even the simple and graceful way Destiny knelt at his feet, and her eyes looked to his as he placed the golden lock into it's place.

"Bring the scripts with us pet, and a few spare contracts, in case there are a few "extras" that show, we'll take care of them and hand out the basic scripts as we meet everyone."

Offering a hand he watched her rise to her feet, the transformation complete as Destiny stood quietly before him and smiled.

"As you wish, Master"

Bending he kissed her quickly and returned the smile, then opened the door and stepped out, his Pet walking softly at his side as they made thier way to the single largest room on the first floor...the great room...

"Sit Pet, while I make us each a drink, then you can tell how you want to be
played with while we wait to meet the others."

 

[TabascoKV]

Turning her head, she glared at him, an expression that was rather foreign to her face. Generally Danyelle kept very much to herself, and usually she spoke very little off the camera. There was something about this man that evoked a sense of defensiveness inside of her. Maybe it wasn’t him, though. Maybe she was just still reeling from her earlier conversation with Jeff, and perhaps she just felt more on edge because her conversation had been ease dropped on. For whatever reason, she felt the need to get out of the kitchen.

On top of that, he completely insulted her, and the way her eyes narrowed made it obvious she did not appreciate it. She had better things to do with her time than stand here and listen to some insignificant janitor insult her profession.

“If you are not done belittling my occupation, I need to go unpack.” Her voice remained even and low, and she turned away from the man and left the kitchen. She knew that there would be a meeting soon, and she wanted some time to herself before. Checking her watch, she bit her bottom lip as she realized she probably would not have time to do that. If only she had showered when she first got here…

She was walking the corridors in silence, when her phone beeped, startling her. Getting a signal was so inconsistent in this place, and apparently she had a voice mail waiting for her. Stopping in her tracks, she held down the one button until it began to connect.

“Hi mommy, it’s your daughter.” The greeting brought a smile to her face. As if Danyelle wouldn’t know who the little girl calling was had she not told her.

“Gran said I should call you to see if you’re safe. I love you. Bye.” Shaking her head, Danyelle hit the end button her phone. Hearing Beth’s voice made her feel better, and a bit calmer.

 

[caela]

Feeling the lock click into place Destiny felt a shiver run down her spine. With the collar around her neck she was in a different headspace entirely. It might look like a piece of bondage equipment but it freed a part of her that she rarely allowed out as well. He could have strutted her naked through the house and she'd have felt no shame in it so long as that simple piece of leather and it's lock were in place.

Taking his hand she quietly did as she was told and gathered the scripts and the extras and followed him from their room and back through the house. Only the sound of the heels he'd bought to go with her outfit marked their passage into the 'great room'.

"Sit Pet, while I make us each a drink, then you can tell me how you want to be played with while we wait to meet the others."

"Yes Master," she said softly settling at the foot of the chair he'd indicated and waiting for him to return with their drinks. When he did she took her's quietly and tipped her head to his knee once he was comfortably seated.

Looking up at him her eyes were glowing just as darkly with desire as his own and her smile was warm and inviting, "Master, did you want to know how I wished you to play with me now while we're waiting for the others to get here or did you simply wish to know now how I would enjoy being played with once they arrived?"

 

[BLACK BART]

"The others, Pet"

Simon replied fondly and carressed her face.

"I know exactly what I will do to you when we're alone."

Words...filled with dark promise, and the reaction they brought from Destiny made him smile as her body shivered and her eyes lit with her own desires.

"This is a different world then I've brought you into, my love"

He warned gently and sipped his drink.

"One that will turn on you as quickly as it arouses you, most of the men and women twisted inside by thier own past and perversions, making them difficult to gauge or trust."

A world he wouldn't normally expose Destiny to, except he had little choice or people he could truly trust in this situation.

"There may be....situations...where you're left alone, Pet....and presented as you are now....they may try to take advantage of you."

 

[caela]

"There may be....situations...where you're left alone, Pet....and presented as you are now....they may try to take advantage of you."

Thinking on that Destiny curled closer to Simon's leg, one arm wrapping loosely around his calf while her cheek nuzzled his thigh. She trusted Simon implicity but the others here, she didn't know them and had no doubt that he was right and someone might try to take advantage if they saw her as merely a plaything to his desires. After all many people would think there was nothing wrong with playing with someone elses toys as long as you didn't break them.

Slowly she shook her head, knowing what an innocent, fragile picture she made there kneeling at his feet with her arm draped around his leg wearing next to nothing and with a collar wrapped around her throat marking her as property. It would be easy for someone to underestimate her ability to take care of herself or to assume that if Simon kept her displayed thus that he must mean to share her.

An almost feral smile curvied her lips when she spoke at last,"I pity the idiot that thinks he can take advantage where I don't want him to and you haven't given permission."

She left her comment there. They both knew if she needed to that she could take care of herself, it was one of the things he liked about her. Still there was the rest of what he'd said to think about and his question to answer still as well.

"I don't know how I'd want to be toyed with before the others Master," she finally said after a few moments of thought. "You know them, I don't. I will follow your lead if that's acceptable."

 

[BLACK BART]

Trust.

To earn it sometimes took a lifetime, and once gained it could weigh heavy on a person, as it did now with Simon as he looked at Destiny.

"Besides you pet, Dan is the only person I truly trust, there was a moment in time when he could have easily betrayed me and made himself a rich, rich man....and yet he stood strong, and suffered for it."

Just as memories could be a burden, if one let them, yet Simon had chosen long ago to learn from past mistakes, and stay true to those he cherished.

"Trust him, no other....alone or with me, he will be as much a friend to you as he has me, but the rest will need to prove themselves to us, and I will keep you with me until that has happened."

Cupping her chin he lifted her head, until her eyes met his and he studied her delicate features.

"My wife has consented to being a rich and single woman, Pet...leaving me to do as I wish after we finish this..."

Promises...never make them unless you can keep them....

"After this is done I want to discuss your...and my...future"

He left it at that, knowing where they were was not the place to try and tell her just how he felt, to share intimacies about his Pet in front of others was a dangerous thing for both of them...

Looking up he saw a face familiar but not recent to him, and he smiled as she slowed and smoothed the emotions from her face.

"Danyelle....It has been much too long, have you come to celebrate the reunion and join us for the film?"