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Character play - Scene 1
by Black Tulip
"Damn, damn, damn." If it hadn't been too childish I would have kicked something across my office. Now, I had to be content with slamming the door shut with all the force I could muster. "Stupid bitch." I was much too angry to sit down so I grabbed a cigarette, lit it and started walking back and forth. Luckily my office was big enough to allow me some space to do so.
What the hell was going on? This morning I came down to the office happy as can be. Business was booming, a new video production was about to take off and I had just hired myself a gorgeous new script girl who didn't mind my feeling her up a bit. Of course she hoped I would give her a part in a movie some day soon. Hell, they all did. And sometimes I even did, but not before I had tested their potential, in a manner of speaking.
The thought of Jessica in the outer office calmed me down a bit and I finally settled behind my desk, drumming my fingers as I gazed out the big window. The shooting was scheduled to start tomorrow and all that was left to do was the finishing touch to the set, the last runthrough with the costumes - well, what there was of it - and a final walkthrough of the script with the stars. I felt my blood pressure rising again and groaned out loud. Both leading actors had cancelled the meeting. I punched the intercom.
"Jessica, get David for me on the phone and then get your ass in here."
"David? Vassily, here. What the fuck is going on."
Jessica came in and I gestured her onto the couch. I had to make an effort to concentrate on David's drivel as she sank down lower than she anticipated and her legs flew in the air. It never failed and I grinned at the flash of her panties. She was quick, that girl, and gave me a knowing look before grinning back. With a coy look on her face she smoothed her short skirt and pressed her knees closed.
"What? Come again." I suddenly paid a lot more attention to the voice on the other end of the line. "David, are you telling me she won't work with you because she thinks you're a wimp?" I shook my head at the stupidity of the guy. "Be in my office in an hour. I'll fix that, my friend."
For a moment I gazed at Jessica without really seeing her. As I focused on her I laughed softly. "Jess, have you ever called a guy a wimp?"
She nodded. "Why? What did you mean by that?" She shrugged and pushed her glasses up on her nose. That was one of the reasons I had hired her. Those glasses looked so incongruous on her angel face and certainly didn't match with her bombshell body. What can I say, I'm a sucker for contrasts.
Jessica cleared her throat. "Well, I had this boyfriend once, and he was always asking if it was all right to do this, or do that, or would I mind if..." She sighed and lifted her shoulders. "He never did anything on his own. He was always asking ... permission." Seeing me nod in understanding she went on. "I like a guy to take the initiative, you know."
Oh, yes, I did know. I knew exactly what she meant and it confirmed my suspicion about her. Jessica definitely liked to be told what to do. "You met Carmen Lunetta?" She smiled and nodded her head enthusiastically, not yet used to rubbing elbows with the rich and famous of the porn industry. "Is she like you? Likes to be told?"
It really was a rhetorical question. I had known Carmen a long time but it was too good an opportunity to learn more about Ms. Jessica. "Come here." I gestured to a spot near my desk and watched her struggle for a moment with my switch from equals in a discussion to something entirely else. "Now, Jessica."
With interest I saw her big blue eyes widen even more as the blood rushed to her face. She walked over to the spot I had indicated and I was pleased to see the coy look had vanished. Her head was held high but she looked unsure as she stood with her hands clasped in front of her. For a few moments I just let her stand there, studying the luscious body and the short blond curls that danced around her face.
She bit her lip and I could see her breathing speeding up. Yes, Jessica definitely liked to be told. "Well? Do you think Carmen would like to be told as well?"
"Yes, I think she does." She hesitated for a moment. "Are you going to?"
"No. David is. You got the script with you?" I held out my hand. "Good. Now, sit and think along."
I would have loved to push her a bit more, but business before pleasure. There would be time enough after I had solved this crisis. Shaking my head I quickly brought Jessica up-to-date on the unbelievable timidity of my leading star. God, how was it possible? The guy was a stud, the perfect picture of manliness, but did he act the part? Jeez. What a spineless wuss.
It took us maybe half an hour and I had every reason to be proud of myself. Not only was Jessica very pleasant on the eyes, she had a sound head on her shoulders as well. Once she understood what I wanted she came up with some pretty nice suggestions.
"Good. Now type it out for David, then go to my place. Here's the key. Take Lew and Morone with you and set the place up."
Jessica left the door ajar and I could hear her hammering at her keyboard, working fast to get the new script ready. I checked my watch, still twenty minutes before David would show up and I started to plan my conversion of him. Lighting another cigarette I gazed out of the window again. Slowly I felt a smile form on my face, turning into a big grin. Oh yes, I thought, I could get him into my camp. With my left hand I hooked the phone over, punched Carmen's number and told her to be at my house at five for drinks and dinner.
Of course it was a lowball trick, but I chuckled all the same when I tried to imagine the scene I had planned. As David knocked on the door I stabbed out my umpteenth cigarette of the day and beckoned him in.
"Take a seat. Drink?"
He nodded and I fixed him a Vodka with ice, pouring myself a glass of water. You couldn't tell the difference, but I would sure know it. After handing him his drink, I leaned against my desk, lifted my glass to him and took a sip.
"Here's to bitches."
David hesitated at that, he was such a pathetic gentleman, so damn p.c. I could see he needed a lot of goading to make him mad enough and insulted enough to want to take revenge. Show her he was not the sissy she had made him out to be. I shrugged, never mind that. I had still two hours and some Vodka left to get him there.
"Come on, David. Don't tell me you liked it. You must have felt some resentment? I mean, she actually called you a wimp?"
I could see the color rise in his face at my mocking tone. Good, he felt uncomfortable. "So, what are you going to do about it?"
"Do? What do you mean, do about it?" The poor sod sounded almost indignant.
"Well, you're not going to let her get away with it, are you? Jeez, the woman is blocking your way to earn your fee man." His eyes suddenly looked up to me. I couldn't fucking believe it. The idiot had not even realized that yet. "And for what? Because you treated her like a lady? That's crazy." I held his eyes as I took another sip, and he mirrored my actions faultlessly.
"You know something. I hadn't thought of that." His voice sounded very surprised. "I should do something about that, shouldn't I?" The look on his face was that of a kid desperately trying to earn the approval of the teacher.
"Yes, I think you should." I lifted my glass and again he followed my lead.
A look at my watch showed me I had been at him for more than an hour and boy, did I need to take a leak. All that water was nearly coming out of my ears, but the same amount of Vodka had David nice and pliable. Add to that my uplifting words and we were nearly ready to go.
Coming back from the bathroom I let him see how I suddenly got a great idea.
"You really want to get back at her? I just thought of something."
"You have?"
But you have to be really sure. I don't want to make you do something you'll regret later, David."
"No, no of course not. What is it?"
"Well..." I hesitated for a moment. "No, I don't think..." I shook my head and looked at him with a concerned look on my face.
"What? Come on, Vassily, what?"
"Carmen is coming over to my place tonight." I looked at my watch in surprise. "In fact she'll be there in half an hour." I lit another cigarette, inhaled deeply and let the smoke slowly escape again. "You could come with me." I watched the smoke drift up to the ceiling. "Show her you have balls after all."
"What do you mean? Show her? How?"
"David, David, David. You're such a gentle man." I laughed my own short bark. "A real gentleman." I shut down my computer, collected my things and started to get into my jacket. "Haven't you been listening? If you want to show her you are not a wimp, you have to be forceful. Believe me, she'll like that."
I walked to the door and turned to look at David. "I'm leaving now. You're welcome to come along. You can even use my house if you want to."
Not really able to hide my grin completely, I preceded David out of the building on his way to play a role in my latest production. As I walked across the parking lot I tried to decide what to do next. Should I tell him of Jessica and her assignment? Or should I leave him in the dark? The sound of his voice startled me out of my pondering.
"Vassily? Can I ask you something? Your house ... you said I could use your house. What did you mean by that?"
"I told you, she's coming over to my place for drinks and dinner. So..." I left my answer hanging and unlocked me car first, slid behind the wheel and opened the passenger door before finishing my sentence. "...you could come along. No time like the present."
David hesitated very briefly, just long enough to adjust his sunglasses and then he folded his tall frame in the seat next to me. A swift glance to my right showed me he looked actually thoughtful. Honest, I mean, who would've expected that classic head to have a real-life working brain!
Whistling softly I eased the car into the flow of traffic, waiting to continue working on him some more till we left the inner city behind us. I grinned and winked at a woman next to us at a traffic light. She blushed and smiled back.
"Jeez, how do you do that? You're not even handsome. Eh...well ... you know what I mean."
"Relax, David, relax." I almost patted him on the head like a little boy. "I've been trying to tell you for the past hour. It's all about attitude, confidence does it every time."
I lit another cigarette and figured it was time for the last round. We were nearly out of the city and it would take us no more than a quarter of an hour to reach my house on the beach.
"So, David, tell me. What would you like to do? What would your prefect revenge look like?"
In that instant I knew what I had to do. I would try to steer him in the right direction as much as possible, but I wouldn't let him in on my little plans.
"Aw, I don't know, Vassily. Maybe I should ignore it."
"Sure, she'll know you are a wimp then. She won't play her part and that means I have to look for another couple. It would piss me off David, it sure would. But I won't lose any money over it. You will though."
A quick little arithmetic had me almost grinning like the big bad wolf. I could afford to up his fee if tonight was going the way I had it planned.
"Is she worth ten thou to you?"
It was really hard to keep from laughing out loud as he nearly choked. Stupid asshole. I'd make ten times that if he were man enough to show Carmen her place.
"So, I ask again. What would be your ultimate payback?"
The silence stretched for minutes as I let him fantasize for a bit. A glance at his crotch showed me he was definitely thinking in the right direction. If that were not a hard-on in his pants, I'd be willing to kiss his arse instead of Jessica's. Or Carmen's for that matter.
"Go on, you can tell me. I can see you want to screw her." The chuckle escaped me before I could stop it.
"Jesus, Vassily, you really are a dirty bastard."
I picked up my whistling again as I figured he was in the final stages of trying to resist. Let him stew some more and he was raring to go. Too bad I couldn't think of an appropriate song right now. Something with I'll screw you all night would have been nice.
Still whistling I pulled over and stopped the car at a sighting point. The road was following the cliffs and this was the highest point, giving you a great view of the ocean and the waves breaking on a sandbank a couple of miles out. It was also a 5-minute drive from my house, so I had to push David into action now or forget about my little extra.
"Well? Going to swallow and be a good little wimp?"
David's face turned a satisfying shade of red at my goading. I even saw his hands turn into fists. My, my, my, he seemed to have some balls after all. I knew it then, before he opened that moneymaking pussy-eating mouth of his.
"Dammit, Vassily, I'm not a wimp. And I won't take that kind of crap either." I could see he was working himself up, which was fine by me of course. "You know what? I'll take you up on your offer. I'll teach her a lesson... will you help me?"
"Um, I don't know. What do you have in mind?" God, it was hard to keep from laughing out loud.
For the first time since we left my office, he actually looked me in the face. The famous blue eyes had a determined sparkle in them and his handsome face looked almost as devilish as my own.
"I want to take her down a peg or two, so I figured ... if I force her to my will ... can I do that in front of you? Would you mind? I mean ... I know you see all as an art director, but this is personal..."
The poor son of a bitch couldn't even figure this one out. Why the fuck did he think I had offered him the use of my house to do it? I nearly groaned at so much obtuseness.
"If you think that will help?"
It was nearly impossible to keep a straight face, but I managed. Hell, maybe I could be an actor after all. Nah, I'd much rather stick to directing. Business, people, as long as I was the one to pull the strings I'd be a happy man. After a last look at the ocean, I drove off, heading for my house with all its delights. And that reminded me.
"There's someone at the house, David. Hope you don't mind, but I asked Jessica to run some errands for me. Since you'll be there as well, I think it looks better if she stays too. Make it look like dinner for four."
He swallowed the lie, hook, line and sinker. It was nearly robbing me of my pleasure, the way he innocently believed in my good will. For a minute I wondered if he even knew my nickname in the business was Mephisto. It was hardly likely, I mean, if he did he would have to have an inkling of why, wouldn't he? Or did he think it was because of my dark hair and eyes and the carefully cultivated goatee?
As soon as I parked the car the door to the large sprawling villa opened and Jessica stood waiting for us. She was still in her office suit as I had instructed her and I started my next move right away.
"Hello Jessica, have you met David Michaels? David, my new assistant/script girl/whatever, Jessica Wollington."
They shook hands and Jessica looked properly awed to be face to face with the current Adonis of porn.
"Jess, David will stay for dinner too. Will you do me a favor and make it a foursome? I know, you're not dressed for it. No problem sweetheart. I'll show you the guestrooms; you're bound to find something to wear. I sometimes use this place as a set and there'll be some dresses floating around."
David believed the tale and as he settled in the living room I accompanied Jessica to the guestroom where she had parked her things, just like I had told her to.
"All's set?" I closed the door behind us and eyed a slightly nervous Jessica. "Cameras, lighting? The boys have all they need in the backroom? Good."
As she stood near the bed, waiting for me to leave her alone, I sprang my first surprise.
"Show me your dress." She opened her mouth but I cut in before she could say anything. "It has to look like something from a porn vid, hasn't it?"
Her face told me she knew she had been conned. I had already noticed before, she was a clever girl. But, what was far more interesting, she didn't seem to mind all that terribly. She went through the motions of unpacking her dress and holding it up for my inspection but she already knew I would veto it. I did, it was nice enough but way too decent.
I left her with a tingle beginning in my stomach. Mephisto was doing it again. She had been very reluctant, but it took only a small amount of pressure to make her accept the gauzy black nothing I had picked out for her. It took some effort to take my mind off picturing her in it. I had to make a quick trip to the boys in the backroom though, giving them their last instructions and making sure for myself. Telling them to focus on the living room and the dining room and taping everything and everybody was a matter of minutes. We agreed it would be best to focus on view. We could always put the sound in later, if necessary with other voices. This was going to be fun, I just knew it.
A look at my watch told me it was about time for Carmen to arrive and I hoped Jessica was not your typical female, needing an hour or more to dress. I had told her to hurry, but I didn't know her well enough yet. For all I knew she would want to soak in a bath instead of grabbing a shower. Ah yes, that was next on my list.
"Say David, would you like to freshen up a bit? A quick shower and shave?"
It really was child's play to push that guy around. With him out of the way for a bit it would be easier to get Carmen relaxed before she was confronted with him. As if she had been waiting for me to think of her, I heard someone knock. No doubt the sultry Carmen Lunetta. I grinned as I walked over and opened the door to let her in.
"Ahh, Vassily, as sexy as ever."
Who did she think she was kidding with that throaty voice of hers? She would try to get me on her side, not knowing I had already spoken with David. I smiled, hell I positively beamed at her.
"Carmen, gorgeous, let me kiss you."
I kissed her soundly on the lips and pressed her lithe body hard against mine. She was nearly as tall as me in her high heels and she pushed her hips against my crotch, trying to feel if I was stiffening for her. I pulled back before she could find out and directed her to the huge leather couch, right in front of camera nr. 1. That would be a nice spot, at least to start.
"Drink? The usual?"
Above the clink of ice cubes I heard heels clicking and I turned to watch Jessica come in. Now that had me stiffening in no time. She was not as tall as Carmen but she had more curves on her and the black shift I had picked out, clung to her breasts and hips in a very enticing way. It was nearly see-through and the hint of black lingerie underneath made my mouth water, just as the glimpses of her thighs showing in the slits up the sides.
"Jessica, want a drink too?" I handed Carmen her whiskey with ice and ignored her questioning look for the moment.
Lastly I poured myself a glass of wine and turned to look at both women. Dark haired, grey-eyed Carmen looked like a sleek cat on the couch in a vivid red skirt that seemed glued to her slender body and a red and white striped bodice modeled like a bustier, pushing her small breasts up. Blond haired, blue-eyed Jessica looked more like a lost captive in the sultan's harem with her lush body in the black gauzy caftan-like dress, not in the least by the look on her face. She knew something was up, only not what.
Carmen was not a very patient woman and I had counted on her taking the initiative. She didn't disappoint me.
"Why is she here? I thought we were going to have an intimate dinner for two." She actually pouted, as if she had been looking forward to a date, with me. Really, did she think I was demented? I had kicked her out a long time ago.
"No, we are not. You are here because we need to talk. About the production sweetheart. That's why Jessica is here as well. You know very well she's my script girl, so quit the act." My voice was soft but I knew both could hear the steel in it. "We will have dinner in a while. But we will first address your problems with your co-star. Start talking."
"Vassily, really, there's no need to be so stern. You know I'll do anything for you. It's just that David is so, so... you know." She shrugged and her breasts nearly fell out of the bodice. It didn't do a thing for me. The hidden treasures of Jessica were far more alluring at that moment.
"No, I don't know. So what?"
"Come one, Carmen. Tell him what I am. You told me clear enough."
The look on her face was priceless as she swiveled her head to the sound of David's voice. She narrowed her eyes and shot a venomous look in my direction.
"What are you up to? Vassily? What is he doing here?"
"Shut up, bitch."
David had obviously given his role some thought and I didn't have to say a word. All I had to do was sit down and enjoy the show. Well, not quite. As I sank down on one of the two smaller couches I beckoned Jessica over.
She hesitated for a moment, my frown however was enough to make her pick up her drink and sit down next to me. Too far away for my taste but that would change soon if it was up to me. And it was, I thought and suppressed a grin.
"Oh pulease, David, don't be stupid. You don't think a little playacting will make you a real man, now, do you?"
God, the woman really was a bitch and I looked at David to see how he would take that. I wholeheartedly approved of the way he did.
"I said: shut - up - bitch." He wound his hand in her long hair and with each word he tugged her head a bit further back till her throat was stretched as far as it would go. "Who says I'm play-acting? You don't know that, do you?"
She tried to pry his fingers loose and when she couldn't she obviously decided on another tactic. "Vassily? Please make him behave. You're not going along..." I could see the dime falling in the slot. "Damn you. You always were a dominating bastard. What did you do to him? He's not like you."
I merely chuckled. She knew perfectly well that I liked to dominate. That was one of the reasons I kicked her out. She never learned to obey me properly. Ignoring Jessica's surprise I sipped from my wine. It would be best to let Jessica stew for a bit. It wouldn't do to make my move too soon. Let her get heated up a bit first by the entertainment of my two top actors.
"No? I think it's time to show you what I'm like. A wimp, wasn't that what you called me?" When she gave no answer he tugged on her hair till she yelped. "Wasn't it?"
"Yes, yes, I'm sorry. Please, you're hurting me."
"So? Why shouldn't I?"
David gave another jerk and I could see he was starting to enjoy himself. His face got a bit flushed and I thought I could detect a light film of sweat appearing as well. Oh yes, he was definitely on a power rush. I narrowed my eyes and watched him intently. I had no intention of letting him hurt her for real, so I had been watching for signs that his anger would be replaced with arousal. It looked as if he was not going to let me down.
With her hair still around his hand he held her head back and bent down to lick her lips, not kissing her but deliberately tasting her with his tongue. There was nothing of sharing in it and I smiled in approval. I watched him lick a path down her throat and felt myself tense in anticipation as he reached her bodice. He licked along the neckline before he hooked his fingers in and started unlacing the front.
"What are you doing? Stop it." Carmen was getting a bit frantic. Probably because she was realizing he was dead serious and she knew I would do nothing to stop him. "Jessica, please. Make them stop."
I shook my head at that. Did she really think I would let Jessica interfere? A glance to the side showed me a wide-eyed girl, her mouth slightly open as she looked at me. After looking over at David and Carmen, I slid across the couch and wrapped my arm around her shoulders.
"Do not even think about it. Unless you want to be punished of course." My breath stirred the tiny blond curls in her neck and I couldn't resist a quick nip behind her jaw. She yelped but my arm held her in place and I licked beneath her ear. I felt her stiffen and grinned.
Jessica balled her fists and closed her eyes for a moment. She understood she was to be part of the fun as well, I guessed. I gave her a small hug and looked back at David and Carmen, my fingers stroking her shoulder.
David had not released Carmen's hair and as her head was bent back, her upper body was trust forward, making it very easy for him to untie the laces. She tried to stop him, but one tug at her hair sent her hands flying up to his fist, leaving his other hand free to flick the bodice aside, baring her relatively small breasts with the huge pink nipples.
It was not as if he hadn't seen them before. Hell, they had made over ten movies together. But this was for real, no play-acting, no make believe and no camera's, well as far as they knew. I sighed with contentment, they were right in front of the camera behind the painting on the wall and another camera took them from the side, picking up Jessica and me as well.
"David, please...you're scaring me."
"Shut up Carmen. How can you be scared of me? I'm a wimp, remember? You said so yourself." He grinned with his own cleverness. "One more word out of you and I will have to hurt you."
I seriously doubted that he could, but Carmen seemed to believe him. At least she shut up and closed her eyes as well. Maybe she thought she could make it all go away if she couldn't see it. I don't know. All it did however was making her jump all the harder because she didn't see his next move coming.
A loud laugh escaped me, I couldn't help it. With a swift movement David slipped the bodice over her arms that were still up in the air, trying to keep his fist from tugging at her hair. Before she understood his intent he had the halves of the bodice wrapped around her wrists and he used the laces to tie her arms nice and secure. All she could do was move her arms up or down and now David had both hands free.
Carmen shot me a killer look but that made me laugh even harder. She looked adorable and I told her so. Maybe she had never liked to be dominated, but she sure as hell liked to be looked at. I could tell the situation was getting to her. Her nipples started to harden and her breathing was getting faster.
"All right David, go for it boy." I lifted my glass and silently toasted Carmen before savoring a mouthful of the excellent Merlot.
I felt Jessica trying to wriggle from under my arm and I turned to look at her. Too bad she wore her hair in short curls, not much there to get a grip on, but enough for me to turn her face in my direction. I looked her over and I really liked what I saw. Her face was showing a rosy blush, her eyes were definitely sparkling and her breathing was a lot faster than earlier in the day. I dropped my gaze to look at her body and her nipples were visible peaks beneath the thin black gauze. Further down, the slit in the gown showed her lightly tanned leg and without thinking my other hand slid from her knee to her thigh, pushing the dress to the side, caressing the silky skin.
With a sigh I realized I had to make a choice here. Either I started seducing Jessica in earnest or I kept watching David working on Carmen. I could not possibly have both, damn.
Character play - Scene 1
by Black Tulip
"Damn, damn, damn." If it hadn't been too childish I would have kicked something across my office. Now, I had to be content with slamming the door shut with all the force I could muster. "Stupid bitch." I was much too angry to sit down so I grabbed a cigarette, lit it and started walking back and forth. Luckily my office was big enough to allow me some space to do so.
What the hell was going on? This morning I came down to the office happy as can be. Business was booming, a new video production was about to take off and I had just hired myself a gorgeous new script girl who didn't mind my feeling her up a bit. Of course she hoped I would give her a part in a movie some day soon. Hell, they all did. And sometimes I even did, but not before I had tested their potential, in a manner of speaking.
The thought of Jessica in the outer office calmed me down a bit and I finally settled behind my desk, drumming my fingers as I gazed out the big window. The shooting was scheduled to start tomorrow and all that was left to do was the finishing touch to the set, the last runthrough with the costumes - well, what there was of it - and a final walkthrough of the script with the stars. I felt my blood pressure rising again and groaned out loud. Both leading actors had cancelled the meeting. I punched the intercom.
"Jessica, get David for me on the phone and then get your ass in here."
"David? Vassily, here. What the fuck is going on."
Jessica came in and I gestured her onto the couch. I had to make an effort to concentrate on David's drivel as she sank down lower than she anticipated and her legs flew in the air. It never failed and I grinned at the flash of her panties. She was quick, that girl, and gave me a knowing look before grinning back. With a coy look on her face she smoothed her short skirt and pressed her knees closed.
"What? Come again." I suddenly paid a lot more attention to the voice on the other end of the line. "David, are you telling me she won't work with you because she thinks you're a wimp?" I shook my head at the stupidity of the guy. "Be in my office in an hour. I'll fix that, my friend."
For a moment I gazed at Jessica without really seeing her. As I focused on her I laughed softly. "Jess, have you ever called a guy a wimp?"
She nodded. "Why? What did you mean by that?" She shrugged and pushed her glasses up on her nose. That was one of the reasons I had hired her. Those glasses looked so incongruous on her angel face and certainly didn't match with her bombshell body. What can I say, I'm a sucker for contrasts.
Jessica cleared her throat. "Well, I had this boyfriend once, and he was always asking if it was all right to do this, or do that, or would I mind if..." She sighed and lifted her shoulders. "He never did anything on his own. He was always asking ... permission." Seeing me nod in understanding she went on. "I like a guy to take the initiative, you know."
Oh, yes, I did know. I knew exactly what she meant and it confirmed my suspicion about her. Jessica definitely liked to be told what to do. "You met Carmen Lunetta?" She smiled and nodded her head enthusiastically, not yet used to rubbing elbows with the rich and famous of the porn industry. "Is she like you? Likes to be told?"
It really was a rhetorical question. I had known Carmen a long time but it was too good an opportunity to learn more about Ms. Jessica. "Come here." I gestured to a spot near my desk and watched her struggle for a moment with my switch from equals in a discussion to something entirely else. "Now, Jessica."
With interest I saw her big blue eyes widen even more as the blood rushed to her face. She walked over to the spot I had indicated and I was pleased to see the coy look had vanished. Her head was held high but she looked unsure as she stood with her hands clasped in front of her. For a few moments I just let her stand there, studying the luscious body and the short blond curls that danced around her face.
She bit her lip and I could see her breathing speeding up. Yes, Jessica definitely liked to be told. "Well? Do you think Carmen would like to be told as well?"
"Yes, I think she does." She hesitated for a moment. "Are you going to?"
"No. David is. You got the script with you?" I held out my hand. "Good. Now, sit and think along."
I would have loved to push her a bit more, but business before pleasure. There would be time enough after I had solved this crisis. Shaking my head I quickly brought Jessica up-to-date on the unbelievable timidity of my leading star. God, how was it possible? The guy was a stud, the perfect picture of manliness, but did he act the part? Jeez. What a spineless wuss.
It took us maybe half an hour and I had every reason to be proud of myself. Not only was Jessica very pleasant on the eyes, she had a sound head on her shoulders as well. Once she understood what I wanted she came up with some pretty nice suggestions.
"Good. Now type it out for David, then go to my place. Here's the key. Take Lew and Morone with you and set the place up."
Jessica left the door ajar and I could hear her hammering at her keyboard, working fast to get the new script ready. I checked my watch, still twenty minutes before David would show up and I started to plan my conversion of him. Lighting another cigarette I gazed out of the window again. Slowly I felt a smile form on my face, turning into a big grin. Oh yes, I thought, I could get him into my camp. With my left hand I hooked the phone over, punched Carmen's number and told her to be at my house at five for drinks and dinner.
Of course it was a lowball trick, but I chuckled all the same when I tried to imagine the scene I had planned. As David knocked on the door I stabbed out my umpteenth cigarette of the day and beckoned him in.
"Take a seat. Drink?"
He nodded and I fixed him a Vodka with ice, pouring myself a glass of water. You couldn't tell the difference, but I would sure know it. After handing him his drink, I leaned against my desk, lifted my glass to him and took a sip.
"Here's to bitches."
David hesitated at that, he was such a pathetic gentleman, so damn p.c. I could see he needed a lot of goading to make him mad enough and insulted enough to want to take revenge. Show her he was not the sissy she had made him out to be. I shrugged, never mind that. I had still two hours and some Vodka left to get him there.
"Come on, David. Don't tell me you liked it. You must have felt some resentment? I mean, she actually called you a wimp?"
I could see the color rise in his face at my mocking tone. Good, he felt uncomfortable. "So, what are you going to do about it?"
"Do? What do you mean, do about it?" The poor sod sounded almost indignant.
"Well, you're not going to let her get away with it, are you? Jeez, the woman is blocking your way to earn your fee man." His eyes suddenly looked up to me. I couldn't fucking believe it. The idiot had not even realized that yet. "And for what? Because you treated her like a lady? That's crazy." I held his eyes as I took another sip, and he mirrored my actions faultlessly.
"You know something. I hadn't thought of that." His voice sounded very surprised. "I should do something about that, shouldn't I?" The look on his face was that of a kid desperately trying to earn the approval of the teacher.
"Yes, I think you should." I lifted my glass and again he followed my lead.
A look at my watch showed me I had been at him for more than an hour and boy, did I need to take a leak. All that water was nearly coming out of my ears, but the same amount of Vodka had David nice and pliable. Add to that my uplifting words and we were nearly ready to go.
Coming back from the bathroom I let him see how I suddenly got a great idea.
"You really want to get back at her? I just thought of something."
"You have?"
But you have to be really sure. I don't want to make you do something you'll regret later, David."
"No, no of course not. What is it?"
"Well..." I hesitated for a moment. "No, I don't think..." I shook my head and looked at him with a concerned look on my face.
"What? Come on, Vassily, what?"
"Carmen is coming over to my place tonight." I looked at my watch in surprise. "In fact she'll be there in half an hour." I lit another cigarette, inhaled deeply and let the smoke slowly escape again. "You could come with me." I watched the smoke drift up to the ceiling. "Show her you have balls after all."
"What do you mean? Show her? How?"
"David, David, David. You're such a gentle man." I laughed my own short bark. "A real gentleman." I shut down my computer, collected my things and started to get into my jacket. "Haven't you been listening? If you want to show her you are not a wimp, you have to be forceful. Believe me, she'll like that."
I walked to the door and turned to look at David. "I'm leaving now. You're welcome to come along. You can even use my house if you want to."
Not really able to hide my grin completely, I preceded David out of the building on his way to play a role in my latest production. As I walked across the parking lot I tried to decide what to do next. Should I tell him of Jessica and her assignment? Or should I leave him in the dark? The sound of his voice startled me out of my pondering.
"Vassily? Can I ask you something? Your house ... you said I could use your house. What did you mean by that?"
"I told you, she's coming over to my place for drinks and dinner. So..." I left my answer hanging and unlocked me car first, slid behind the wheel and opened the passenger door before finishing my sentence. "...you could come along. No time like the present."
David hesitated very briefly, just long enough to adjust his sunglasses and then he folded his tall frame in the seat next to me. A swift glance to my right showed me he looked actually thoughtful. Honest, I mean, who would've expected that classic head to have a real-life working brain!
Whistling softly I eased the car into the flow of traffic, waiting to continue working on him some more till we left the inner city behind us. I grinned and winked at a woman next to us at a traffic light. She blushed and smiled back.
"Jeez, how do you do that? You're not even handsome. Eh...well ... you know what I mean."
"Relax, David, relax." I almost patted him on the head like a little boy. "I've been trying to tell you for the past hour. It's all about attitude, confidence does it every time."
I lit another cigarette and figured it was time for the last round. We were nearly out of the city and it would take us no more than a quarter of an hour to reach my house on the beach.
"So, David, tell me. What would you like to do? What would your prefect revenge look like?"
In that instant I knew what I had to do. I would try to steer him in the right direction as much as possible, but I wouldn't let him in on my little plans.
"Aw, I don't know, Vassily. Maybe I should ignore it."
"Sure, she'll know you are a wimp then. She won't play her part and that means I have to look for another couple. It would piss me off David, it sure would. But I won't lose any money over it. You will though."
A quick little arithmetic had me almost grinning like the big bad wolf. I could afford to up his fee if tonight was going the way I had it planned.
"Is she worth ten thou to you?"
It was really hard to keep from laughing out loud as he nearly choked. Stupid asshole. I'd make ten times that if he were man enough to show Carmen her place.
"So, I ask again. What would be your ultimate payback?"
The silence stretched for minutes as I let him fantasize for a bit. A glance at his crotch showed me he was definitely thinking in the right direction. If that were not a hard-on in his pants, I'd be willing to kiss his arse instead of Jessica's. Or Carmen's for that matter.
"Go on, you can tell me. I can see you want to screw her." The chuckle escaped me before I could stop it.
"Jesus, Vassily, you really are a dirty bastard."
I picked up my whistling again as I figured he was in the final stages of trying to resist. Let him stew some more and he was raring to go. Too bad I couldn't think of an appropriate song right now. Something with I'll screw you all night would have been nice.
Still whistling I pulled over and stopped the car at a sighting point. The road was following the cliffs and this was the highest point, giving you a great view of the ocean and the waves breaking on a sandbank a couple of miles out. It was also a 5-minute drive from my house, so I had to push David into action now or forget about my little extra.
"Well? Going to swallow and be a good little wimp?"
David's face turned a satisfying shade of red at my goading. I even saw his hands turn into fists. My, my, my, he seemed to have some balls after all. I knew it then, before he opened that moneymaking pussy-eating mouth of his.
"Dammit, Vassily, I'm not a wimp. And I won't take that kind of crap either." I could see he was working himself up, which was fine by me of course. "You know what? I'll take you up on your offer. I'll teach her a lesson... will you help me?"
"Um, I don't know. What do you have in mind?" God, it was hard to keep from laughing out loud.
For the first time since we left my office, he actually looked me in the face. The famous blue eyes had a determined sparkle in them and his handsome face looked almost as devilish as my own.
"I want to take her down a peg or two, so I figured ... if I force her to my will ... can I do that in front of you? Would you mind? I mean ... I know you see all as an art director, but this is personal..."
The poor son of a bitch couldn't even figure this one out. Why the fuck did he think I had offered him the use of my house to do it? I nearly groaned at so much obtuseness.
"If you think that will help?"
It was nearly impossible to keep a straight face, but I managed. Hell, maybe I could be an actor after all. Nah, I'd much rather stick to directing. Business, people, as long as I was the one to pull the strings I'd be a happy man. After a last look at the ocean, I drove off, heading for my house with all its delights. And that reminded me.
"There's someone at the house, David. Hope you don't mind, but I asked Jessica to run some errands for me. Since you'll be there as well, I think it looks better if she stays too. Make it look like dinner for four."
He swallowed the lie, hook, line and sinker. It was nearly robbing me of my pleasure, the way he innocently believed in my good will. For a minute I wondered if he even knew my nickname in the business was Mephisto. It was hardly likely, I mean, if he did he would have to have an inkling of why, wouldn't he? Or did he think it was because of my dark hair and eyes and the carefully cultivated goatee?
As soon as I parked the car the door to the large sprawling villa opened and Jessica stood waiting for us. She was still in her office suit as I had instructed her and I started my next move right away.
"Hello Jessica, have you met David Michaels? David, my new assistant/script girl/whatever, Jessica Wollington."
They shook hands and Jessica looked properly awed to be face to face with the current Adonis of porn.
"Jess, David will stay for dinner too. Will you do me a favor and make it a foursome? I know, you're not dressed for it. No problem sweetheart. I'll show you the guestrooms; you're bound to find something to wear. I sometimes use this place as a set and there'll be some dresses floating around."
David believed the tale and as he settled in the living room I accompanied Jessica to the guestroom where she had parked her things, just like I had told her to.
"All's set?" I closed the door behind us and eyed a slightly nervous Jessica. "Cameras, lighting? The boys have all they need in the backroom? Good."
As she stood near the bed, waiting for me to leave her alone, I sprang my first surprise.
"Show me your dress." She opened her mouth but I cut in before she could say anything. "It has to look like something from a porn vid, hasn't it?"
Her face told me she knew she had been conned. I had already noticed before, she was a clever girl. But, what was far more interesting, she didn't seem to mind all that terribly. She went through the motions of unpacking her dress and holding it up for my inspection but she already knew I would veto it. I did, it was nice enough but way too decent.
I left her with a tingle beginning in my stomach. Mephisto was doing it again. She had been very reluctant, but it took only a small amount of pressure to make her accept the gauzy black nothing I had picked out for her. It took some effort to take my mind off picturing her in it. I had to make a quick trip to the boys in the backroom though, giving them their last instructions and making sure for myself. Telling them to focus on the living room and the dining room and taping everything and everybody was a matter of minutes. We agreed it would be best to focus on view. We could always put the sound in later, if necessary with other voices. This was going to be fun, I just knew it.
A look at my watch told me it was about time for Carmen to arrive and I hoped Jessica was not your typical female, needing an hour or more to dress. I had told her to hurry, but I didn't know her well enough yet. For all I knew she would want to soak in a bath instead of grabbing a shower. Ah yes, that was next on my list.
"Say David, would you like to freshen up a bit? A quick shower and shave?"
It really was child's play to push that guy around. With him out of the way for a bit it would be easier to get Carmen relaxed before she was confronted with him. As if she had been waiting for me to think of her, I heard someone knock. No doubt the sultry Carmen Lunetta. I grinned as I walked over and opened the door to let her in.
"Ahh, Vassily, as sexy as ever."
Who did she think she was kidding with that throaty voice of hers? She would try to get me on her side, not knowing I had already spoken with David. I smiled, hell I positively beamed at her.
"Carmen, gorgeous, let me kiss you."
I kissed her soundly on the lips and pressed her lithe body hard against mine. She was nearly as tall as me in her high heels and she pushed her hips against my crotch, trying to feel if I was stiffening for her. I pulled back before she could find out and directed her to the huge leather couch, right in front of camera nr. 1. That would be a nice spot, at least to start.
"Drink? The usual?"
Above the clink of ice cubes I heard heels clicking and I turned to watch Jessica come in. Now that had me stiffening in no time. She was not as tall as Carmen but she had more curves on her and the black shift I had picked out, clung to her breasts and hips in a very enticing way. It was nearly see-through and the hint of black lingerie underneath made my mouth water, just as the glimpses of her thighs showing in the slits up the sides.
"Jessica, want a drink too?" I handed Carmen her whiskey with ice and ignored her questioning look for the moment.
Lastly I poured myself a glass of wine and turned to look at both women. Dark haired, grey-eyed Carmen looked like a sleek cat on the couch in a vivid red skirt that seemed glued to her slender body and a red and white striped bodice modeled like a bustier, pushing her small breasts up. Blond haired, blue-eyed Jessica looked more like a lost captive in the sultan's harem with her lush body in the black gauzy caftan-like dress, not in the least by the look on her face. She knew something was up, only not what.
Carmen was not a very patient woman and I had counted on her taking the initiative. She didn't disappoint me.
"Why is she here? I thought we were going to have an intimate dinner for two." She actually pouted, as if she had been looking forward to a date, with me. Really, did she think I was demented? I had kicked her out a long time ago.
"No, we are not. You are here because we need to talk. About the production sweetheart. That's why Jessica is here as well. You know very well she's my script girl, so quit the act." My voice was soft but I knew both could hear the steel in it. "We will have dinner in a while. But we will first address your problems with your co-star. Start talking."
"Vassily, really, there's no need to be so stern. You know I'll do anything for you. It's just that David is so, so... you know." She shrugged and her breasts nearly fell out of the bodice. It didn't do a thing for me. The hidden treasures of Jessica were far more alluring at that moment.
"No, I don't know. So what?"
"Come one, Carmen. Tell him what I am. You told me clear enough."
The look on her face was priceless as she swiveled her head to the sound of David's voice. She narrowed her eyes and shot a venomous look in my direction.
"What are you up to? Vassily? What is he doing here?"
"Shut up, bitch."
David had obviously given his role some thought and I didn't have to say a word. All I had to do was sit down and enjoy the show. Well, not quite. As I sank down on one of the two smaller couches I beckoned Jessica over.
She hesitated for a moment, my frown however was enough to make her pick up her drink and sit down next to me. Too far away for my taste but that would change soon if it was up to me. And it was, I thought and suppressed a grin.
"Oh pulease, David, don't be stupid. You don't think a little playacting will make you a real man, now, do you?"
God, the woman really was a bitch and I looked at David to see how he would take that. I wholeheartedly approved of the way he did.
"I said: shut - up - bitch." He wound his hand in her long hair and with each word he tugged her head a bit further back till her throat was stretched as far as it would go. "Who says I'm play-acting? You don't know that, do you?"
She tried to pry his fingers loose and when she couldn't she obviously decided on another tactic. "Vassily? Please make him behave. You're not going along..." I could see the dime falling in the slot. "Damn you. You always were a dominating bastard. What did you do to him? He's not like you."
I merely chuckled. She knew perfectly well that I liked to dominate. That was one of the reasons I kicked her out. She never learned to obey me properly. Ignoring Jessica's surprise I sipped from my wine. It would be best to let Jessica stew for a bit. It wouldn't do to make my move too soon. Let her get heated up a bit first by the entertainment of my two top actors.
"No? I think it's time to show you what I'm like. A wimp, wasn't that what you called me?" When she gave no answer he tugged on her hair till she yelped. "Wasn't it?"
"Yes, yes, I'm sorry. Please, you're hurting me."
"So? Why shouldn't I?"
David gave another jerk and I could see he was starting to enjoy himself. His face got a bit flushed and I thought I could detect a light film of sweat appearing as well. Oh yes, he was definitely on a power rush. I narrowed my eyes and watched him intently. I had no intention of letting him hurt her for real, so I had been watching for signs that his anger would be replaced with arousal. It looked as if he was not going to let me down.
With her hair still around his hand he held her head back and bent down to lick her lips, not kissing her but deliberately tasting her with his tongue. There was nothing of sharing in it and I smiled in approval. I watched him lick a path down her throat and felt myself tense in anticipation as he reached her bodice. He licked along the neckline before he hooked his fingers in and started unlacing the front.
"What are you doing? Stop it." Carmen was getting a bit frantic. Probably because she was realizing he was dead serious and she knew I would do nothing to stop him. "Jessica, please. Make them stop."
I shook my head at that. Did she really think I would let Jessica interfere? A glance to the side showed me a wide-eyed girl, her mouth slightly open as she looked at me. After looking over at David and Carmen, I slid across the couch and wrapped my arm around her shoulders.
"Do not even think about it. Unless you want to be punished of course." My breath stirred the tiny blond curls in her neck and I couldn't resist a quick nip behind her jaw. She yelped but my arm held her in place and I licked beneath her ear. I felt her stiffen and grinned.
Jessica balled her fists and closed her eyes for a moment. She understood she was to be part of the fun as well, I guessed. I gave her a small hug and looked back at David and Carmen, my fingers stroking her shoulder.
David had not released Carmen's hair and as her head was bent back, her upper body was trust forward, making it very easy for him to untie the laces. She tried to stop him, but one tug at her hair sent her hands flying up to his fist, leaving his other hand free to flick the bodice aside, baring her relatively small breasts with the huge pink nipples.
It was not as if he hadn't seen them before. Hell, they had made over ten movies together. But this was for real, no play-acting, no make believe and no camera's, well as far as they knew. I sighed with contentment, they were right in front of the camera behind the painting on the wall and another camera took them from the side, picking up Jessica and me as well.
"David, please...you're scaring me."
"Shut up Carmen. How can you be scared of me? I'm a wimp, remember? You said so yourself." He grinned with his own cleverness. "One more word out of you and I will have to hurt you."
I seriously doubted that he could, but Carmen seemed to believe him. At least she shut up and closed her eyes as well. Maybe she thought she could make it all go away if she couldn't see it. I don't know. All it did however was making her jump all the harder because she didn't see his next move coming.
A loud laugh escaped me, I couldn't help it. With a swift movement David slipped the bodice over her arms that were still up in the air, trying to keep his fist from tugging at her hair. Before she understood his intent he had the halves of the bodice wrapped around her wrists and he used the laces to tie her arms nice and secure. All she could do was move her arms up or down and now David had both hands free.
Carmen shot me a killer look but that made me laugh even harder. She looked adorable and I told her so. Maybe she had never liked to be dominated, but she sure as hell liked to be looked at. I could tell the situation was getting to her. Her nipples started to harden and her breathing was getting faster.
"All right David, go for it boy." I lifted my glass and silently toasted Carmen before savoring a mouthful of the excellent Merlot.
I felt Jessica trying to wriggle from under my arm and I turned to look at her. Too bad she wore her hair in short curls, not much there to get a grip on, but enough for me to turn her face in my direction. I looked her over and I really liked what I saw. Her face was showing a rosy blush, her eyes were definitely sparkling and her breathing was a lot faster than earlier in the day. I dropped my gaze to look at her body and her nipples were visible peaks beneath the thin black gauze. Further down, the slit in the gown showed her lightly tanned leg and without thinking my other hand slid from her knee to her thigh, pushing the dress to the side, caressing the silky skin.
With a sigh I realized I had to make a choice here. Either I started seducing Jessica in earnest or I kept watching David working on Carmen. I could not possibly have both, damn.
