Angel of Sin

"My wife has consented to being a rich and single woman, Pet...leaving me to do as I wish after we finish this...After this is done I want to discuss your...and my...future"

Holding his gaze her eyes flashed wide for a moment in surprise. Married men didn't leave their wives. They certainly didn't leave them for the Mistresses which was the role she had settled quite contentedly into. After all Simon's wife had certainly left him plenty of free time and really only demanded he be home when appearances required so Destiny had seem more of him the last couple years than she had.

It threw her for a loop but she said nothing as she heard footsteps in the hall and nothing showed on her face as she simply nodded her head and let it drop once more to his thigh. Keeping her expression calm she remained quiet and unobtrusive...an amazing feat actually considering she was dressed to be on display. Still she knew he place as Simon's "pet" and would continue to be a pretty adornment until he indicated otherwise.

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

Danyelle. She catalogued the name of the woman that had come into the room. She was lovely but there was something about her that Destiny couldn't quite put her finger on. She didn't look sad but it was a vibe that Destiny got all the same and it intrigued her and made her pay closer attention.
 
Sarah Powers

There was a moment when Sarah thought she had done something wrong, a moment when he almost hesitated against her. But soon his lips were returning her kiss. She sighed into his mouth, pressing her body against his, running her fingers up through his hair and across his scalp, massaging gently. She smiled slightly, feeling him harden and press against her, at least she knew she was doing something right.

"In the adult movie business...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 . . ."
She nodded with a slightly mischievous smile curving her lips.
"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 . . ."
"I...I know what you mean..." Sarah replied, her voice lustful and soft as their mouths met again. His hands worked expertly to remove her clothes, so expertly she was barely even aware of it until his warm hands slid over her bare flesh. She moaned softly as his hands slid across her body, the obvious strength within them contrasting strongly with the gentility of his touch. Her skin prickled and tingled in the wake of his palm and fingers, her body pressing ever closer to him, desperate to feel more of him. Her mind struggling to focus on his words and the fact that this was business, no matter how pleasurable it was.

"Now . . . most men will not be touching you like this . . . it'll be rougher . . . which isn't really a bad thing . . ."
Sarah gasped as his fingers closed around her nipple, squeezing a little, pulling ever so slightly, her back arching. Then another, louder gasp as he pushed her back and the bed caught her behind her knees, making her sit down suddenly.
"N-not bad at all..." She sighed, catching his eyes with hers before their mouths connected once again. His touch wasn't rough, it felt almost perfect. She knew she was inexperienced compared to most of the girls in the business and so very naive when compared to Dan and yet none of that seemed to matter in that moment.

Sarah leant back, lying back on the bed as Dan's mouth moved down her front, kisses to her neck making her writhe and moan quietly and then as his mouth took her nipple into his warm, wet mouth she cried out. Her body felt alive with a thousand and one desires.

All she wanted was to grab him and feel him inside her, an ever growing need to be closer, always closer. To ask him to take her, to fill her...but she knew that she should not. No matter how amazing it felt to have his hands and his mouth upon her skin...she had to convince herself he was only doing his job...just as she would soon be doing hers...

Sarah forced herself to stop thinking, to stop wondering how many men she would be doing this with before the movie was over...wanting nothing more to enjoy what was happening at that very moment. To enjoy being with Dan.

"Oh...oh my..." She whimpered, her fingers once again curling in his hair and pulling ever so slightly. But not pulling him away, they were pulling him against her, drawing his mouth deeper over her aching nipple.
 
Checking her watch, she realized that she would have to wait until after the meeting to return the phone call. She would be late if she did not get there, and Danyelle preferred not to be the one who walked in late. She wished she would have had a chance to shower and change before heading down to the meeting. Even though she tried to keep a relatively modest dress off screen, she generally tried to blend in just enough to keep from being noticed as an out cast. She looked like she had just come back from a day at a professional office. It would have to do.

Making her way down the hallway, she turned left at the room that was used for conferences. Opening the door, she walked inside, half expecting the room to already be full. As it stood, she saw one familiar sight and one not so familiar sight. Hearing the greeting from the director she’d worked with the past, she forced a small half smile on her lips. He had always intimidated her, and she felt part of her tense up at the thought of working with him again. It wasn’t that he was necessarily a bad man or had done something to make her fearful of him, he just had a very authoritative disposition to her.

“That’s what I’m told.” Speaking softly, she walked to a chair and had a seat, crossing her left leg over her right.

“Nobody told me you were involved in this film.” She did not say her words in a disdainful way, or any kind of way really. There was no emotion in her voice.
 
Dan Steele

He trailed his hand up over her thigh as his lips teased her nipple. His touch, once again, light as a feather. His hands slid inward, so his thumbs brushed lightly at her inner thighs, before traveling upward and resting on either side of her pussy.

Again, he found himself wanting to take his time, but that's not what he was here for. This wasn't about him enjoying himself, it was about getting her used to the business. And in the business, there was rarely any teasing.

He started to rub his thumb against her clit, at the same time releasing her nipple and lowering his head so that he could see the object of his attentions.

He moved himself slightly to the side, so the camera can see, too.

"Always know where the caera is," he whispered. "Always remember . . . you're fucking the camera as much as your partner."

He lowered his head, and flicked his tongue over her clit, slipping a finger inside of her. He kept his head to the side a bit, again letting the hidden camera in. He started moving his finger in and out of her wetness.

he realized he already showed her what this would be like, but he really wanted to taste her. Besides, he was going to fuck her today . . . and she had to be ready for that. He doubted she'd ever had anyone like him before . . .

His finger stroked her slow and steady, but his lips and tongue savored her. He changed speeds and pressure, occasionally sucking her little bud into his mouth or thrusting his tongue inside of her.

He enjoyed making a woman squirm. And found himself particularly enjoying this one.

Reluctantly, he pulled his face away. "Now, it's time for your next lesson . . ." He smiled and stood up. His overlarge cock was already swollen in his pants as he pulled his shirt over his head. He had always been an athlete, and it showed in his body.

He smiled down at her. "Unwrap your present . . ."
 
Sarah Powers

Sarah soon found herself writhing gently on the bed beneath Dan, her body reacting swiftly to his touch. His mouth left her aching nipple but before she had time to think of showing her disappointment his hands, which had been gliding up her thighs towards her sex, began touching and rubbing her clit. Making her sigh and causing her hips to roll slightly, up against his thumb.
"Always know where the camera is...Always remember . . . you're fucking the camera as much as your partner."
"...camera...yes..." She nodded, an action he clearly didn't see as she tried to make a mental note of the advice he gave before her mind completely stopped thinking of anything other than Dan and the fact that his tongue was stroking her throbbing clit, his finger sliding inside her tight folds, each movement increasing her arousal further. She wasn't having to act in the slightest, she was turned on and more than ready to feel him inside her.

She felt his head leaning against her thigh slightly, some part of her brain registering that was for the camera's benefit rather than hers but as long as his talented lips and tongue remained in contact with her flesh she didn't care where he put his head. Her fingers continued to run through his hair as he savoured her sex. Sucking and nibbling, licking and fondling. Her skin flushed and breathing growing heavier along with the frequency and volume of moans leaving her parted lips.

Sarah whimpered, before she could stop herself, as he moved his mouth away from her.
"Now, it's time for your next lesson . . ."
As he stood Sarah languidly sat up, her movements slow and graceful, her eyes firmly fixed upon the obvious and sizable bulge in his pants. Her eyes wandered over his bare chest, taking in his physique, his obvious fitness. He was a very good looking guy, not that this industry hired many who weren't stunning to look at, she found herself staring slightly and blushed, smiling shyly up at him.
"Unwrap your present . . ."
Her grin grew as she shuffled a little closer and softly kissed his stomach, trailing her soft tongue down from his navel towards his waist as her fingers nimbly worked to unbutton his pants. One hand working on the buttons, the other rubbing and lightly squeezing the bulge within them.

She pushed the pants down over her hips and felt her eyes widen as his shaft came into view. She had seen it, tasted it before but the sheer size of it nonetheless amazed her slightly. Before she had been given the task of making him hard, this time he was already aroused and she felt a small twinge of nerves in the pit of her stomach at the thought of him pushing inside her. However her private delight that she had managed to arouse him so much so far outweighed her concerns and she gave him a hungry smile before continuing her tongue's trail downwards from his waist and down the length of him.
"Am I allowed to play with my present...?" She asked playfully. Her fingers rising to stroke his upper thighs and around the base of his cock as she brought the head between her lips. Sucking gently, stroking it with her tongue. All the while she looked up into his eyes.

Subconsciously she realised she had moved to the side, thus allowing the camera Dan had referred to an ideal angle from which to film. Perhaps she'd be better at all of this than she'd first thought. Flicking the tip of her tongue against him, she took a little more of him into her mouth, sucking with increasing fervour as her desire and excitement began to take control.
 
“Nobody told me you were involved in this film.”

Simon eyed the erotic figure of Danylle and wondered what took the life out of her words, knowing it wasn't the place to question her further but sensing her being her was somehow against her wishes.

"It was kept under wraps, I asked Dan to put out the word when I called him first and haven't had a chance to really talk with him...he came ahead of us with his partner."

He explained and stroked Destiny's hair, an unconcious motion that calmed him and allowed him to draw strength from her as he did so.

"The man who bank-rolled this film insisted on it, making it part of his terms...I'm hoping we didn't inconvenience you,,,if so we might talk of it later...in our room?"
 
Dan Steele

"Am I allowed to play with my present...?"

He clenched his teeth as she licked him. He watched her. She seemed a natural. Her face turned just enough to play for an audience, but not enough to break the spell.

He nodded. "For a little while . . . but I have other plans for you . . ."

She didn't respond, just increased her pressure and rhythm. Dan didn't move at all, he just let her take him in her mouth, and work at his cock. He didn't want to intimidate her too much, and also liked watching her in control.

Small moans started slipping out between his lips as she brought him closer and closer to the point of no return. For a second, he thought about letting her take it all before fucking her. But he decided against it. He wanted to be inside of her now.

"Enough . . ." he said, looking down at her. His eyes held all the desire he was feeling. He wanted to bury his cock in this fresh young thing. Wanted to hear her scream. "Enough, Sarah . . ."

She reluctantly, it seemed, pulled her mouth off of him.

He thought of all the ways he could take her . . . but decided missionary would be best. He lowered his head and kissed her, again pushing her backward onto the bed. Her legs spread for him instinctively, and he slid his hand up her thigh to cradle her hip. His mouth possessed her. It was a hard kiss . . . almost savage and bruising. It was a promise of what was to come.

His cock found her cunt of its' own accord, but he didn't enter her.

He broke away, and whispered, "tell me if it hurts too much . . ."

He waited for her eply before thrusting ever so slowly, and sinking into her.

Damn, she's tight!. He knew she would be, they all were in the beginning, but he hadn't been expecting this.

He was forced to stop and let her adjust to him. He started thrusting slowly, with just 1/3 of his cock inside of her. It felt like it was being squeezed by a fist. It was incredible sensation.

"Tell me when you want more . . . ask for it . . ."
 
She had not meant to sound put off by his being here. Besides, even if she did object, who was she to vocalize it? Danyelle was nobody, and she knew it, other than an experienced porn star. That wasn’t a whole lot to brag about. The chair seemed to swallow her as she leaned back, suddenly feeling drained from a day’s worth of driving.

Despite herself, she could not help the small half smile that spread on her lips.

“Because the higher ups really have a concern over what we want.” Shaking her head, she recrossed her legs.

“I have no problem. I just wasn’t expecting it.” It had been a couple years since she had worked with him, but she certainly remembered this same tense feeling she had now. He was just intimidating to her.

She purposefully avoided the request, as she usually did when they came from anybody. Dani strove to remain as invisible as she could.
 
Sarah Powers

"For a little while . . . but I have other plans for you . . ."
His words filtered into her mind but only just. Sarah was concentrating on the task at hand and making sure she was doing the best she possibly could, and was thoroughly enjoying it too. The feel of his warm , hard flesh with her mouth, against her tongue. The look in his eye as he watched her. The soft sounds leaving his lips as the pressure in her mouth increased around him. All of it making her want to pleasure him even more, heightening her own body's excitement.

"Enough . . .Enough, Sarah . . ."
Hesitantly she moved back, her lips and tongue releasing his cock and she had to fight not to sigh as she did so. But the flash of desire in his gaze soon overcame any feelings of disappointment. She returned the kiss as he moved her back and lay between her already parted thighs. Then the kiss grew fierce, taking her breath away and causing her lips to throb and tingle, her arms curling around his neck and shoulders merely for something to hold onto as his mouth captured hers.
Suddenly she felt the head of his shaft press against her, it pressed but did not put inside.
"tell me if it hurts too much . . ."
"I...I will..." She replied quickly, her voice breathless from the kiss and slightly trembling.

Dan felt enormous, without doubt the largest man she had ever been with and the fact that she hadn't been with many men at all was now painfully obvious. She gasped as he slowly began to push inside her. Fighting her body's natural reaction to tense against him, which would no doubt make it even worse, her fingers gripped at the flesh on his back.
"Oh...oh God..." She whimpered as she felt him steadily push deeper.
He stopped after a moment or two, her tight folds already feeling filled and stretched. His hips rocking back and forth slowly, not pushing more in merely allowing her to grow used to the sensation of so much hard flesh within her.

"Tell me when you want more . . . ask for it . . ."
Sarah looked into his face, her own flushed and eyes bright with discomfort and passion, she wanted him and thought she saw similiar desires shining in his own eyes. Slowly, the pain within her sex began to give way to the steadily increasing pressure his light thrusts were giving her.
"I...I want more..." She whispered, pressing her lips up to his. She knew it was going to hurt but she wanted to feel him, all of him. She was desperate to have him inside of her. "Be...be gentle...please..." Sarah added softly, her thighs parting wider and her hips tilting ever so slightly to try and make his entry easier, for the both of them.
 
“I have no problem. I just wasn’t expecting it.”

Simon nodded and turned his eyes from hers, not wanting to insult her or give her the wrong impression....

Not that she wasn't pleasant to look at. She had always been a marvel to any mans eyes, in front of the camera or out of its eyes....

"Well, do you have a partner or do you need me to pair you up?"

He asked softly, knowing Danyelle had always preferred to keep "business, business" in particular after she had her child...and that he'd honor that wish, keeping it on a proffesional level...

"Destiny, give Danylle a script will you? She can read it later as there's plenty of time yet...and ask or add suggestions as they come to her."
 
Simon Banks was one of the few people that knew she had a child, and thankfull none of those few had spilled that piece of information to anybody else. She was thankful for that. The idea of having a child and being in this business was not a very favorable one. She had seen one woman's life come crashing down when the wrong person found out she had a son, and Danyelle wished to avoid that.

"No partner. I do not think I have ever been in a film where we had to bring our own cock." Pulling her legs up into the chair, she slid off her shoes and crossed her legs, relaxing a little. Reaching up, she pushed a stray curl out of her face.

"What is the premise and who else is here?"
 
He slipped inside of the room, easing the door closed behind him. Hardly anyone had come here, few maids and servants running around to bother with anything. Besides, the beds and private rooms had been cleaned in advanced.

Look at this place, beautiful. The deepest of green bed spread, and her one bag placed right on top.

"All right Danyelle," He said, pulling open the bag and looking inside, "Let's see how we get under your skin."

Clothing, some skimpy some practical. Pretty standard for a few days trip to make a porn video. Basic amenities, toothbrush, paste, deodorant, perfume, shit like that. He scrambled through them, careful as he could not to disturb things too much. The last thing he wanted was to have it look like someone was ruffling through her underthings.

Then, at the very bottom he found it. A photo album. Jackpot. He pulled it up, dredging it from the clothing and accessories to rest at the top. He opened it, the spine cracking as he did so.

Pictures of her, several friends. A few with a guy, some tall lean man with bearing eyes. And then pictures of a small girl. Elizabeth. He turned the pages, watching in just a few seconds how much she had grown up. Elizabeth was only a handful on her first picture, wrapped up in hospital blankets.

Now, he saw the latest. She had pigtails and smiled hysterically as she blew out a cake with six bright glowing candles on top. Presents all around, and that man with the bearing eyes nowhere to be seen.

An ex, and a kid from that break? Elizabeth. There it is, that is why she kept up such a hardened shell. Concrete walls prevented anyone from coming in because she had to protect herself and her kid. She couldn't risk that.

A heartwarming story, all told on Kodak film.

He put the album away, beneath everything else, placing it back as best he could. It didn't look like anything was disturbed, not unless she had some photgraphic memory and could tell that the blue jeans were folded just slightly lower than her gray sweats, and the pink underwear should be bottom side up, not upside down.

He zipped up the bag, slipping out of the room.
 
Dan Steele

"I...I want more...", she whispered, pressing her lips up to his. He kissed her back, and started to push deeper with each thrust, still not too fast.

"Be...be gentle...please..." Sarah added softly, her thighs parting wider.

And he would be . . . as much as he wanted to drive into her as hard as he could . . . she was so goddamned tight!

Again he slid deeper, and withdrew . . . picking up speed along with penetration.

"That's it Sarah . . . give yourself to me . . . " he whispered, pushing deeper still, He was now nearly there, nearly as far as he would go. He cunt gripped him like a vice, as if trying to squeeze the cum out of him.

But he was running the show, not his cock.

He reached down between them and ran his thumb over her clit, stroking it.

"That's it little girl . . . " he growled. "Take it all . . ."

He picked up speed on her clit, and drove into her faster, slightly deeper. He could feel his cock swelling bigger inside of her. His own arousal starting to take control. The look on her face was on of pleasure mixed with pain, until the pain went away.

"Look at me!" He wanted her eyes on him. To see her pleasure, and to have her see his.

It was then he realized what he was doing. He was fucking her, not acting. He was supposed to be teaching . . . but he didn't care. He was tired of being the tutor. There would be plenty of time for that.

For now, he would enjoy her.
 
"What is the premise and who else is here?"

Simon smiled at her words, knowing the bluntness of them was a product of the world they worked in, the vulgarity somehow seeming erotic as she said the word....

"cock"

"We'll arrange a partner for you then, and the premise is simple....this is a film about porn stars...and how they actually live while making a movie...there will be a few scripted scenes, the rest will be taken from us as we interact..."

"A reality show, triple X style?"

Danyelle summed it all up and Simon laughed, his eyes lighting with amusement at her words.

"You've hit the nail on it's head, dead center...everyroom in the house is wired, with motion sensors triggering the cameras, the pictures being sent to the hard drive of a central computer to be seen and sorted through at a later date."
 
"Destiny, give Danylle a script will you? She can read it later as there's plenty of time yet...and ask or add suggestions as they come to her."

Smiling softly Destiny rolled up to her feet and lightly plucked the top script from the pile beside Simon. She knew how thin it looked and she crossed the room to hand it lightly to Danyelle. She offered only a simple smile and still said nothing as she returned to her place at Simon's side and rested her head in his lap once more. The ever obediant (that thought made her smile slightly and filled her eyes with amusement) and loving pet.

She listened as the two talked and found Simon's idea for the film interesting. It left her wondering if there was a camera taping the three of them even now and who else might be being taped in other parts of the house....And what they might be doing. She found herself hoping that Simon would let her watch those tapes with him, she had no doubt they would be more interesting the usual porn fare.
 
Simon smiled, his world at ease and relaxed for the moment, his Pet at his side while he spoke to Danylle of the coming film...

"Don't let the lack of script upset you, I've found as I'm sure you have what goes on in real life is much more dramatic...and when you bring a few people together that live in the sex charged world we do?"

Smiling again he stroked his Pet's hair and dropped his hand to the bare flesh of her shoulder...

"I'm going to give my Pet a tour of the playroom downstairs...you're welcome to join us if you'd like?"
 
Sarah Powers

Sarah groaned, her fingers curling tighter into his hair as Dan began to thrust with more and more speed and depth. Reaching deeper inside her than any other before, filling her completely.
"That's it Sarah . . . give yourself to me . . . "
She could hear the desire in his huskily whispered words, feel the need in his movements. He was enjoying this as much as she was and somehow that made it all even more intense. The fine line between pain and pleasure was well and truly blurred in her mind as each thrust caused her pussy to ache but sent such waves of delicious warmth throughout her body at the same time.

Her back arched, her hips grinding up against his, Sarah's sighs were growing increasingly vocal. A steady stream of moans and whimpers leaving her parted lips, only ceasing when she brought her lips to his. Kissing him hungrily, nibbling on his lower lip as she drew it into her own mouth. Then crying out as his thumb found her swollen, throbbing clit.
"That's it little girl . . .Take it all . . ."

His growled words of encouragement sent a thrill through Sarah, tensing her muscles and causing her sex to contract around him. Drawing him deeper, gripping it tighter in it's velvet hold.
"Oh...yes...yes..." She growled back, her eyes closing for a moment as a twinge of discomfort shot through her, swiftly followed by a surge of tingling excitement.

"Look at me!"
Sarah's eyes opened instantly, latching onto Dan's and not moving. Her body writhing beneath his as he took her. This had turned into something else, she was no longer doing what she was doing for the benefit of an audience, she was doing it because she wanted him. She wanted him more than she'd wanted anyone, for a long time, possibly more than anyone ever before. She could see similar thoughts sparkling in his eyes but they were slightly tempered with something. Reserve...or concern for her...something...

"Please...take me, fuck me...let me feel you...all of you..." She replied almost meekly, her tone soft and breathy. His strong frame rocking on top of hers. Cheeks flushed and blue eyes sparkling, looking up at him Sarah wanted nothing more at that moment to have him take her as he wanted to.
 
Danyelle was not quite sure how she felt about all that, really. She liked her privacy, and somehow knowing it that it was being infringed upon... It did not really settle well with her. It seemed that the private life she valued so much was about to be pressed down upon.

"Are there any private places in the house? Anywhere we can go to get away?" Gnawing on her bottom lip, her eyes dropped down to the table top, her fingernails resting lightly against the wood, contrasting in color.

"Thank you for the offer, but I really would like to take a shower. Are we having anything planned for dinner or are we just eating around as we get hungry?" Sometimes they all fended for themselves, and sometimes there was a dinner party to kick the shoot off.
 
"Dinner is at Eight this evening, dress in what makes you most comfortable....or not at all"

Simon stood and as Destiny did as well he wrapped an arm around her bare waist and smiled as he felt her shiver...

"I'm looking forward to what you choose to wear Danyelle, and the night that follows...."

Smiling and seeking out Destiny's lips he found them, and let his growing passion flow through his own and into hers...

"Now my Pet...I believe we're long overdue...downstairs?"
 
Destiny smiled slightly as she watched Simon stand. There beside him her body trembled knowing he intended to take her down to toy with her. It had been quite awhile since he'd had her in her collar and her entire body thrummed with anticipation. Rising to stand beside him she shivered as he pulled her close and kept his arm around her waist in such a proprietary manner. When his head tilted to catch her lips she purred softly returning it with all the passion flowing through her.

"Now my Pet...I believe we're long overdue...downstairs?"

"Yes please, Master," she murmured softly, her cheek nuzzling into Simon's neck while the rest of her body trembled like a leaf against him. She didn't know exactly what was downstairs or what he was planning but she knew she'd enjoy it in the end and was looking forward to whatever his devious mind could come up with.
 
Danyelle forced a small smile on her lips at his comment about the clothes. Everybody here was always so obsessed with the sexual body, but she supposed that was to be expected in this environment. She remained sitting there while the two left the room, her head shaking slightly as she was left alone. She had never understood that utter and complete devotion to a man. Even with Jeff she hadn’t felt it. Dani just did not have the heart of a romantic.

Standing up, she reached up and scratched her cheek as she headed towards the door. That had not quite been the meeting she had intended on, but there wasn’t much structure with this film, apparently. He still had not answered her question about privacy and where one might go to gain some. She would pose the question later. For now, she was content with being able to go and take a shower. Maybe she would take a bubble bath. Of course, it felt awkward knowing that there were cameras in her bathroom watching her every move.

Walking down the hallway, she made the turns, heading towards her bedroom. Turning the last corner, she was taken back as she saw her door open. Furrowing her eyebrows, she watched as the janitor walked out of her room.

“What were you doing?” She couldn’t help but feel angry, and her agitation was evident in her voice. He had no reason to be in her room.
 
He closed the door softly behind him, so not to have that damned lock break what little silence he had. He didn't even want to hear it click closed, rather just have a silent slide of the door before he could go back...

He was taken back, only a moment, by her presence more than her question. He thought if anything he was going to meet some passing stranger, some editor or camera guy or another porn star in skimpy clothing going down to the pool.

What was he doing in here? Oh, think... fast.

"Looking for you," Good, soft, simple, almost the truth. Half truth, had to play it in the realm of half truth with her. This one was sly, she was a fucking hawk when it came to him. He couldn't slide anything passed her.

He wished he had something. Flowers, chocolates, he could give it to her. She'd think him some stupid janitor with a crush, nothing more. It was more though, so much more.

"I thought... I wanted to apologize," There we go. The truth, she couldn't see through that, not with Superman's x ray vision could she find a fault.

"I ridiculed your profession. I didn't mean to, not for you to take it personally at least. I just meant that it's not an easy job for a guy, or a girl for that matter. It's hard work, good pay for hard work. And, I'm sorry, you deserve a lot more credit than people give you."

Was he done with this little stunt? Wasn't going to get an oscar any time soon, but she'd tell him soon enough if she believed him or thought he was full of shit.

He wasn't sure, those damned eyes. She refused to let anything go with those eyes. She had a brick wall, thick and tall running around her, refusing to let anything in this place get in. And she associated him with this place, which meant he had to stay out as much as everything else.
 
Angel "Robyn" Lane

She unpacked, then explored every nook of the room finding it well stocked for a porn star. The closets were huge, over flowing with clothing of various sizes and shoes to match. If the little scraps of material was considered clothing?

She also found a hidden camera, and where there was one.. there were more. Leaving them be for now, she had to wonder their purpose? She had paged Robert with a message, having found herself in an odd situation and alone. Not that she couldn't handle herself, but this wasn't going to help find the senator's missing daughter either.

She changed clothes, and spent an hour in the room quietly exercising. Crunches, squats and whatever else she could easily do indoors. Her mind quiet for the most part as she did her routine.

Soon enough she'd have to meet the host or hostess of this ranch, and find out why she of all people, was invited here and for what purpose exactly. Anything too depraved and she'd leave, she wasn't that hard up for cash.

Firm in her decision, knowing her choices were always open, she set off downstairs to start exploring this 'ranch'.
 
Dan Steele

Please...take me, fuck me...let me feel you...all of you..."

It was as if the dam broke. He stopped holding back and gave into the sex. For the first time in a long time, letting himself feel.

He moved into her deeper, harder, faster . . . and she welcomed it, her legs wrapping around him tighter, begging him for more. And more is what he gave her.

He stopped worrying about cameras, and training, and whatever else the fuck he was supposed to do with her.

It was all about the sex. He needed it. And Sara was willing to be the vessel for that.

One hand reached behind her to squeeze her ass, the other slid up over her hip, then her waist, before settling on her breast. He rolled a nipple between his fingers and kissed her, as his cock jackhammered into her ever deeper, until, finally he filled her completely.

She was screaming now, a mix of pleasure and pain that was the ultimate aphrodisiac to him. And he gave her more of both.
 
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