"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, 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 13th 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 so 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 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 brunettes 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 tolls 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 they were bound 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 taught 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 women'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 in a room full of people with a massive erection. 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 and it looked as though the scene was about to start.
Jack had been holding my hand since we 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 pulled his arm back before 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 kneeled 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 half way 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 existed 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. He slammed 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 had forgotten that I was watching a live movie being filmed, until someone yelled "cut" and people quickly scurried onto the set.