by Gow, Kailin
Jenna met us at the door and I cringed when she put her hand on Jack’s arm as she spoke.
“Set 2 is vanilla. It might be the better one for you to take your friend on her tour.”
God, I hated that woman. She needed to get her fucking hands off of Jack and stop speaking about me as if I wasn’t standing right there. I didn’t want to come across as a jealous crazy person, but I couldn’t let her get away with it. “Since we had vanilla at home this morning, why don’t we try Set 1, honey?”
Jack’s eyebrows shot up, and then I saw a glimmer of a smirk. He looked proud of my response. Before Jack could respond, the door to Set 1 opened and a man walked out.
“Hey, Mr. Cole, I’m glad you made it. We’re just taking a ten minute break while they change into leathers. I have a few chairs set up to the left of my cameras whenever you are ready.”
“Perfect, I actually need five minutes to make a call, so I’ll see you inside in a few, Frank.” Jack turned to face me. “I’m going to run upstairs for a few minutes to make a quick call. We can’t get service down here. You want to come or wait down here, babe?”
“Actually, I saw a ladies room down the hall. Why don’t I meet you back here after your call?”
Jack nodded and planted a quick kiss on my lips before disappearing down the hall.
I didn’t give any thought to the sound of the door opening in the ladies room. I used the bathroom and exited the stall to find Jenna leaning with her back against the sinks, waiting for me. I pretended her presence didn’t faze me and stood next to her in silence as I washed my hands, looking at her back in the mirror.
“A word of advice, woman to woman. Don’t get too attached, Jack will get bored of you soon. He always does. He’ll wine you and dine you and take you to his love nest in that fancy hotel of his for a week or two, then he’ll move on to the next plaything.”
I felt bile burning my throat. I had suspected that Jenna wanted something from Jack, I just hadn’t been sure if it was business or personal. Her words confirmed that she wanted more from him than he had given her, but the thought of her being in Jack’s love nest room made me physically sick. I had to grip the sides of the sink to hold myself steady. It took everything I had to plaster a smile on my face, but I knew I needed to deliver my message strong. Ready, aim, fire!
“He told me he used to take his concubines to a room on the 153th floor. I’ve never seen it, though, we spend most nights in his penthouse or my apartment.” Score! I watched her vicious smile fade and went in for the kill. “And, by the way, he’s giving his girlfriend a tour, not his friend.” I stressed the word girlfriend to get my point across. Then I dried my hands and held my head high as I walked out of the bathroom, leaving the bitch no chance to respond.
Jack was waiting for me outside the set, when I got back. He had become so good at reading me quickly. “Everything okay?” He looked at me, concerned.
Just as I opened my mouth to respond, Jenna passed without a word and went into the set. “Yes, everything is fine.” I knew I didn’t sound that convincing, because I wasn’t that convinced I was fine either.
He eyed Jenna out of the corner of his eye as she passed and then looked back into my eyes, waiting for more, but I didn’t add anything. “We’ll talk about it later.” He knew the conversation wasn’t over, but I was glad he didn’t plan to have it right there and then.
He kissed me on the lips gently. “Ready?”
“As I’ll ever be.”
The scene hadn’t started yet, so we took our seats near the cameramen and I watched the set, fascinated by all the activity. I heard Jack speak to the guy setting up the cameras next to him, but my brain couldn’t capture the words.
Two men were working on buckling and securing various black leather straps and chains crisscrossing a woman’s naked body. Two makeup artists hurried to apply makeup, one painting bright red lipstick on the brunette’s pale face, the other applying some sort of liquid to her ass-cheeks that were protruding between leather straps wrapped around each thigh, up the crack of her ass and wrapping around her lower back.
The chains and straps on her front wrapped around her exposed breasts in a similar pattern, and a loose silver chain hung from clamps attached to her nipples. The woman was attractive, but was made more striking by the contrast of the leather to her pale while skin. When the makeup crew was done, the men pulled at various chains until they were satisfied they were secure. Two men rolled in a workbench and placed what looked like normal carpenter’s tools around the table. Then I watched as they secured the tools by hammering them into place on the table.
When they were done with the table, the leather-clad woman walked to it and dutifully leaned over it with her hands behind her back. The set guys then secured her wrists with leather cuffs and bound them together behind her tightly. A heavy chain slowly cranked down from the ceiling that I hadn’t noticed was there before and then they clamped a hook into the back of the chains wrapped around her waist. They spent a few minutes ratcheting the chain until it was pulled taut and the women’s ass was forced slightly in the air, positioning her heart-shaped ass to an angle that satisfied the camera man. The last crewmen wrapped a thick red silk scarf around the woman’s eyes and everyone seemed pleased with the results.
Someone yelled and a handsome man appeared in a bathrobe. A woman brought him a hardhat and he handed her his robe, seemingly undaunted by the fact that he was standing with a massive erection in a room full of people. The director walked over and spoke to the two actors for a few minutes and my eyes were glued to the man gently stroking himself as if it was normal to stroke an erection while having a conversation with a fully clothed man and a blindfolded woman shackled to a table.
Finally the director and cameramen took their places and a woman handed the actor a black leather paddle. It looked as though the scene was about to start.
Jack had been holding my hand since we’d entered the room, but he squeezed to get my attention. I looked at him and he silently asked if I was okay and I nodded in response. I was glad that he wasn’t expecting me to speak, because I was pretty sure I couldn’t form words.
Just as I had seen on television hundreds of times before, someone yelled, “Quiet on the set,” and a minute later, “Action!”
The naked man walked around the table and lowered his face to the blindfolded woman. “What’s the punishment for being disobedient, Faith?
“Six paddles, Master.”
“That’s right. And you will not cum tonight. If you cum without my permission, the punishment will be much harsher. Do you understand me, Faith?”
”Yes, Master.”
Master slowly circled around to the back of the table and stood behind Faith. He reached out and put both hands on her perfect ass and gently caressed for a minute. Then he took a step back with the paddle in his hand and a moment later the black leather paddle connected loudly with her ass. Faith gasped but said nothing. Instantly her right ass cheek reddened. Master moved closer and gently rubbed the right check. Then he knelt down and licked the other cheek slowly from top to bottom until her left cheek glistened. I felt a swell between my legs that surprised me.
Master stood again and pulled back his arm and an even louder smack sounded as the paddle connected with her wet cheek. Faith gasped again and then let out a low moan.
Master rubbed the left cheek and then stepped back again. He positioned his long erection in his hands and stroked up and down firmly a few times. Then he took one step forward and rammed himself straight into Faith without warning. He stayed planted to the hilt for a minute and then slowly circled his hips round and round. Another small moan escaped from Faith’s mouth and Master pulled halfway out and then slammed in and out twice more before pulling all the way out.
Jack squeezed my hand I turned my head to find him watching me. For a split second I was embarrassed that I was visibly aroused, but then I heard another loud smack and I forgot everything else except for the couple in
front of me. Master continued his punishment with another round of alternating smacks and licks and after the fifth paddle Faith’s ass was bright red and I would have sworn the color on her ass matched my face. I was completely turned on and couldn’t tear my gaze away as Master finished the sixth paddle and again positioned himself behind Faith’s ass, ramming into her with one deep long plunge, then slamming in and out of her relentlessly until he earned a high-pitched squeal; then he abruptly pulled out once more and circled the table in search of Faith’s mouth.
I forgot where I was as I watched Faith hungrily swallow her Master’s long hard cock and he punishingly fucked her mouth until he erupted in a ferocious growl and pulled out just in time for us to watch as he emptied himself all over her face and into her hungry, wanting mouth. For a moment I forgot that I was watching a live movie being filmed, until someone yelled, “cut,” and people quickly scurried onto the set.
I forced myself out of my daze and looked over at Jack, hoping he hadn’t noticed how transfixed I had become. No such luck. Jack was watching me like a hawk. In fact, I was pretty sure from looking at him that he had been watching me for a while. At first I couldn’t bring myself to look into Jack’s eyes. The haze of my arousal was lifting and embarrassment was seeping in. But I forced my eyes to his and found his pale green eyes dark with desire. “My office. Now.”
Oh geez, what had I done? I had forced him to bring me there and now I had embarrassed myself. Jack said a few curt words to the director and took my hand, leading me out of the set and into the waiting elevator. He stood behind me and tightened his grip on my hand as the doors closed. “I’ve never seen anything so incredible in my life. “ His voice was low and husky. I felt the need to respond, but couldn’t. Luckily the elevator moved fast.
Jack led me to his office in a fury, never letting go of my hand. Inside, he pulled me around the front of his desk and lifted me so that I was sitting on the edge. “Watching you get aroused watching them was fucking torture. You are so fucking beautiful and I need to be inside you right this minute.” Jack pushed my skirt up and ripped my panties from my body in one fluid movement.
He freed his massive erection and speared himself into me with such carnal desperation that I almost orgasmed before he even began to move. I was soaked with arousal and he growled as he pumped ferociously in and out of me. I knew how he felt; being inside me was something he desperately needed more than the air we breathed. I felt the exact same way.
Jack pulled his face back to look at me, never breaking his hasty rhythm. “I need to watch you. Come for me, baby.”
His words were all I needed. It took less than five minutes for us both to spiral out of control and I felt his thick cum rush inside of me, throwing me deeper and harder into orgasmic bliss.
Jack held me as we fell to the floor together, breathless and panting. I had never cum so hard or so fast before and my body twitched as it sought to regain its control.
Even though Jack’s penthouse was only a twenty minute drive away, I fell asleep in the car on the trip home. The entire day was swirling around in my head and I was emotionally and physically exhausted. I woke as Jack picked me up out of the car in the underground garage and carried me to the elevator. Normally, I wouldn’t have been comfortable with being carried, but Jack made it seem like he was carrying feathers and I was too exhausted to argue with him. Instead, I wrapped my arms around his neck and snuggled into his chest.
The next morning I woke up and found Jack where I normally found him, busy at work in his office. He was on the phone, but didn’t take his eyes off of me as I stood in the doorway. He motioned for me to sit on his lap as he spoke and I dutifully complied.
“Yes, go ahead, I’m fine with that. See if you can get him down ten, but go with it either way. Listen, I have something important that just fell into my lap that I need to deal with, so call me after it’s done.”
I smiled innocently and pointed to myself, pretending to be unsure if I was that something important that just fell into his lap.
His eyes never left mine as he nodded. “Whatever, I don’t really care right now. Just deal with it.” He hung up.
I swung one leg over him so that I was straddling him, my feet dangling from the chair. “Good morning,” I swooned coyly.
“Sleep good?” Jack kissed my forehead.
I nodded.
“Good. We should talk about yesterday.” Jack’s business voice was back.
“Okaaay,” I said clearly tentative on the topic.
“Are you okay with everything?” His voice was softer.
“I think so.” I wasn’t lying, I thought I was, but I hadn’t allowed myself to really process the whole day. I needed time to really think about it all before I knew if I was okay with it all.
“Do you have any questions you want me to answer?”
Probably tons of them, but all except one escaped me that moment. “Did you sleep with Jenna?”
I saw Jack’s jaw tense and I knew the answer before he even spoke. “Yes. But it was a long time ago. It didn’t mean anything. There’s been nobody since I met you.”
“Nobody since you met me in Hawaii, or nobody since we got back together?” I was thoroughly surprised by his answer.
His answer was fast. “Nobody since I met you in Hawaii.”
My heart fluttered in my chest at his response. I wanted to end the conversation and forget everything else existed. But I needed to know more. “She still wants you.” A statement, not a question.
“No, we are just friends and she works for me.”
Did he really not see that she wanted him? “She wants you.”
“She’s just protective and has an aggressive personality.”
That’s putting it lightly. “What does she do for you?” A loaded question.
“She’s my sales manager. She sells the films into large chains and manages the sales team.”
“Oh.” His response surprised me. With her over the top sultry sex kitten appearance, I’d thought she was in films.
Jack knew exactly what I was thinking from my response. “She was in films. She retired and works behind the scenes now.”
She couldn’t be more than thirty. “Retired? So young?”
“She probably did sixty or seventy films. She’s a legend in the business.”
I felt my stomach turn. That was more than I needed to know. Immediately I felt insecure and nervous. I knew Jack had been with a lot of women, but I hadn’t let myself think of the level of expertise that the women he had been with had. My only experience before Jack was Michael. I must have seemed inexperienced and awkward to Jack.
The man truly could read my mind. He gently pushed my hair behind my ear and lifted my chin to force me to look him in the eyes. “No one has ever made me feel like you do, Syd. There is no comparison, so get that shit out of your mind. Now.”
“How do you do that?”
“Do what?”
“Know what I’m thinking all the time.”
“It’s important to me, so I pay attention.” He wrapped his arms around my waist.
There was no way to respond to that, so I decided to hug him tight instead. To show him how important he was to me too.
Chapter 19
I had really thought I was okay with all that I’d learned about Jack’s business for a few days. Then I went back to my apartment by myself and had a chance to really think about it. I had fooled myself into thinking it wasn’t a big deal and that I could move forward. But it only took a half day away from Jack and another voicemail on my answering machine from Michael for my head to start spinning.
I remembered how aroused I had been watching the couple act out their scene at Jack’s office. We had both exploded with such carnal need that we’d practically ran to find privacy so we could satisfy our craving. What happens when I am not there? I remembered the way the women all looked at Jack, like they wanted to eat him alive, especially Jenna. It would be so easy for him to have whoever he w
anted, a woman with experience who knew how to satisfy a man. Being with me hadn’t even been enough for Michael, and he didn’t have porn stars available at his beck and call.
For the first time since I met him, I was glad that Jack was gone on a business trip and wouldn’t be back until the next night. I needed some time to think and clear my head. Being around him just made everything seem so easy and natural, like it was just him and me against the world, and no one else existed. But that wasn’t reality. I had walked around with blinders on for a long time with Michael, and I couldn’t allow myself to be blind again. It hurt too much when it ended.
I sorted through my mail, exchanged a few texts with Sienna, and decided to call my mom before I had to get ready for work. She had left me another message a few days ago, but I was at Jack’s and had completely forgotten to call her back. We talked for a while about her book club, Dad’s latest wood project, and how I was adjusting in the city. I hadn’t planned on mentioning Jack, because I didn’t want to worry her. I knew she had been worried about me after my breakup with Michael, and I figured it was better not to mention that I was spending almost all of my free time with a man that she would assume was a rebound.
“I was starting to think I was going to have to send out a search party for you, dear.”
“I’m sorry, Mom, I was out and didn’t pick up the message until this morning.” Half a lie was better than a full lie.
“I called three days ago. Were you traveling for a show?” Damn it, I had forgotten that Mom didn’t miss anything. I needed to be more careful.
“Ummm, no. I was at a friend’s.”
“Siennas?”
“Ummm, no.” Why couldn’t I be a better liar? Some people didn’t even have to think of a lie, they just opened their mouths and lies came out fluently.