by M T Stone
“I don’t know, either a striking blue or a vivid green I guess.” I had never really thought about it.
“We’ll start with blue,” she replied, popping a set of contacts out of their case.
After they were in place, she pulled out her makeup bag and began to work around my eyes. Next, she pulled out a small brush and some dark brown makeup that she used on my forehead, nose, cheeks, and chin. After that, a bigger brush and a much lighter color were used for application to the other areas of my face.
“Now we just have to blend it,” she said, using another brush to go over my entire face. “This will minimize your nose and accentuate your lips.”
After only about fifteen minutes, she held up a mirror and asked me to take a look at myself.
“Wow, that’s crazy!” I replied as I looked at a completely different face in the mirror. Between the black hair, colored contacts, and makeup, no one would be able to recognize me. “You are totally amazing! I look like Megan Fox for god sake.”
“That’s exactly what I was going for,” Jasmine said with flick of her hand. “I could make you look like anyone or anything if you give me enough time to work on it.”
“No, this is perfect. No one is EVER going recognize me like this!”
“Now you see why I brought you here today,” Gunner stated with a big smile.
“Sure. It’s not because you like me, but because you want me to be comfortable going on the camera with you,” I replied testing him.
“Actually, it’s both,” he replied softly as he shook his head and kept ogling my new look.
“So I take it you like this look?”
“Hey, whatever gets you to the next level is fine with me,” he said, holding his hands out in front of him. “I think you look just as beautiful either way.”
“He’s smart,” Jasmine said with a wink.
“And a killer body to boot!” He looked so cute as he rolled his eyes and shook his head.
He knows he’s all that and more.
“You really are incredible,” Gunner told Jasmine, handing her a couple of crisp hundred dollar bills. “Can you stop by at about seven on Friday?”
“Sure,” she chirped. “I get off at five, so that won’t be a problem.”
~~~
Gunner
We’ve got her, was the only thought that ran through my mind after seeing Raven’s reaction to the makeover. It seemed all along that she wasn’t opposed to doing the scenes with me, but she was scared shitless by the thought that someone might recognize her. After seeing first-hand what Jasmine could do, she was quickly running out of excuses.
“Are you ready to start making money, instead of spending it?” I asked, pulling out the contract and laying it on the table.
“God you make my stomach churn.” Her sincere nervousness made me smile inside.
“You have to admit, no one is going to recognize you like that. There’s nothing standing in your way now, except you.”
She stared at me intently before allowing her gaze to fall to my chest and slowly work it’s way down my body. After nearly a minute of silence, she drew a deep breath, closed her eyes, and sighed. I’ve got her.
“Okay, hopefully I won’t regret this… but I’ll give it a try,” she relented, slowly pulling the papers toward her.
After going through all of the highlights of the contract, including the escape clause, she seemed to be comfortable enough to sign them.
“You can bail at any time, if you change your mind,” I assured her when she hesitated in the midst of signing.
“I never would have dreamt in a million years…” she said as she completed her signature.
“I know. That’s what makes you so special.” I placed my hand on hers to give her a little reassurance.
“Now what?” she asked, batting her new blue eyes.
“I just paid two hundred bucks for that makeup, so let’s go put it to good use. You can leave today with twenty five hundred bucks in your pocket instead of paying for it.”
“Really? Just for doing level three?”
“No, you get five hundred per level. So you’ll get fifteen hundred for the first three, plus we’ll refund the thousand that you paid for the first two levels,” I explained. “But then we have the right to broadcast them.”
“Oh, I see,” she said hesitantly, suddenly reverting to being unsure about her decision.
“You were wearing a blindfold for both scenes. I’ll make sure the editor goes through them with a fine-tooth comb before releasing them.”
“Okay, but please make sure…”
“I will, stop worrying. Now let’s get you over to the dungeon.”
“I didn’t think you guys worked on Sundays?” she countered.
“We don’t, so we will have the place all to ourselves.” I gave her a wink. “Did you like the vibrator last night?”
“Definitely, but my poor little clit was numb for an hour afterward.”
“Well, I think you’re going to like the next one even better. It’s the king of vibrators,” I said, guiding her toward the gate. “Have you ever heard of a Sybian?”
“A what?” she asked in her truly innocent style.
“Perfect. I’ll show you when we get there.”
It’s going to be a blast taking her through the next eight levels. I was completely naïve when I started as well, so Sapphire had me on the ropes nearly every session. This is going to be such a rush for her. God I love this shit!
Chapter 14
Raven
Toby was off for the day, so I got to ride in Gunner’s Ferrari instead. He looks incredible behind the wheel of it. During the ride, he explained that most models were paid a flat thousand-dollar fee per shoot. “They get paid a little more if it involves multiple partners or anal,” he added. I can’t imagine doing either of those.
He had asked Carter to offer me a royalty contract and apparently, he had agreed. That meant that I would be paid half as much up front, but I would share in the royalties generated from the membership base. Once I completed all ten levels, he explained, I would be offered an enhanced royalty contract if I decided to stay on.
“You will be raking it in at that point,” he told me confidently.
“That would be great. I’m tired of worrying about money.” I thought about how I would tell Perry to go fuck himself and be done with him. He wanted nothing to do with raising Hannah anyway. The only reason he took her twice a month was because his mother insisted upon it, as long as he was paying child support. Life would be much less turbulent without them.
“Are you okay?” Gunner asked, placing his hand on my thigh.
“It’s nothing, I was just thinking about what I would do if I had more than enough money in my life. Things would definitely change for the better.”
“Let’s go make it happen.” He smiled as we pulled up to the entrance of the dungeon.
Here goes nothing…
Gunner
It was fun to watch Raven as she checked herself out in the mirror several times. It’s really strange to look in the mirror and see a totally different reflection. She also seemed to be growing much more comfortable with everything. She was much more relaxed and playful than she had been the previous night. It made me feel the same way. Even though we hardly knew one another, we had bonded quickly, and it was time to push her to new limits.
“Now things get real,” I told her as we entered the corridor leading to the room that we would be using for the afternoon.
“Bring it on,” she taunted. “Just make sure I’m on my way home by six.”
“Oh, believe me. You’ll be ready to go home long before then. There will be plenty of time before the mother-in-law shows up.”
“Ex-Mother-In-Law,” she clarified.
“Got it. Now get rid of those clothes.” I stood there staring at her while she slowly began to disrobe.
“You always get so serious when it’s time to take my clothes off,” she joked. The fact
that I didn’t say a word seemed to un-nerve her.
“What are we doing today?” she asked after finishing her uncomfortably silent striptease act.
“You are about to find out,” I replied, grabbing her by the back of the neck and leading her into the pipe room.
Raven
I never really understood why, but I always became instantly wet when Gunner turned dark and demanding. I guess it made me hot to have someone else in complete control of me. He led me into a dimly lit, creepy room where there were several structures made out of old plumbing pipes. I immediately spotted what I thought must have been the ultimate vibrator that he had told me about. It looked like a saddle with a dildo strapped to the top of it.
“Is that it?”
“That’s Sybian.”
“That’s kind of a strange looking dildo on top of it.”
“You’ll see the beauty of it in a few minutes. After seeing how much you love G-spot stimulation, I knew it would be perfect for you.” He smirked while moving me into position. “Use plenty of this,” he instructed as he handed me a bottle of lubricant.
I poured some into my hand and began rubbing it onto my tender bottom. “I’m still sore from the last two nights,” I told him, hoping he would take that into consideration.
“You’ll have all week to recover,” he replied, lowering me onto the contraption. I had a hard time taking it in, so he drizzled more lube over the top of it. That’s better.
He reached down for a strap and slipped it around my left ankle, before doing the same to the right. With both feet securely bound, he used a similar strap around my knees. The combination of the two made it impossible for me to escape the grip of the Sybian. Oh fuck, this could get ugly fast. The thought of not being able to escape instantly sent my heart rate climbing.
“Just relax,” he said, sensing my discomfort. “You’ll do just fine. Remember, all you have to do is use one of the safe words if you can’t handle it.”
“I remember,” I acknowledged as he put a spiked collar around my neck and strapped it to another pipe that ran right behind my head.
“Now, we just have to secure your arms.” He used two more straps around my wrists to fasten them to the pipes that ran on either side of me. “Can you still move anything?”
“No, sir,” I whimpered, my fears suddenly coming back with a vengeance.
“What are you afraid of, Raven?” he asked with a puzzled look on his face.
“I don’t know, sir.”
“Is it because you are completely restrained? Because that’s no different than the last two nights.”
“I know, sir.”
“Is it because you know level three will include more pain?”
“I think so, sir,” I replied, not really knowing the real cause.
“Are you more afraid of getting smacked with a cane or getting your nipples pinched?” he asked, running his hand along my breasts.
“Getting my nipples pinched, sir.”
“Are they sore from last night?” he asked, rolling them between his fingers.
“Yes, sir.”
“Tell me, Raven. Are you more afraid of water or electricity?”
“I don’t get what you mean, sir,” I replied, not knowing what he was getting at.
“Are you more afraid of drowning or being electrocuted?” he asked as he held some sort of zapper up to my left nipple.
“Electricity, sir. I’m much more afraid of electricity,” I pleaded, not wanting him to shock me.
“That’s good to know,” he replied with a satisfied look on his face. “I’ll be back.”
I really hate it when he walks away like this. My movements were limited to wiggling my fingers and toes, blinking my eyes, and moving my lips and tongue. The scariest part was being at the mercy of the huge machine that sat precariously between my fully bound legs.
“Oh shit.” I flinched as the machine began to thump slowly at first.
Gunner was still out of sight, but he obviously had a remote control for it. The machine then began to vibrate, which caused me to release an instant squeal. It was so intense on both my clit and G-spot that it startled me. I tried to tilt my hips back just a little bit to reduce the intensity on my clit, but then he turned it up even more.
“Holy shit!” I screamed at the top of my lungs, not only overwhelmed by the incredible sensations, but also by the idea of being strapped in place.
“How do you like it?” Gunner whispered in my ear after the machine came to a stop.
“It’s so fucking intense,” I replied, already feeling a little light-headed.
“I told you it was the ultimate ride,” he said, walking in front of me wearing nothing but a pair of thong underwear.
This is the third time that he’s seen me in all of my glory. Finally, I get to see some of him. He stopped directly in front of me, leaving me staring directly at his bulge. God, he smells so good again. He loosened the strap that was attached to my neck, allowing me to move my head a few inches back and forth. Having just a bit of freedom instantly made me feel more comfortable.
“Would you like to see my cock?” he asked, already knowing what my answer would be.
“Yes, sir.”
“What else do you say?”
“Please, sir.”
“You are getting so good at this,” he smiled as he began to move the thong down his hips. “Are you sure you are ready for this?” he asked after pausing half way down.
“Yes. Please, sir, I really want to see it.” You have no idea how badly I want to see it!
He reached down and turned a dial on the remote once again sending instant shockwaves through my body.
“Alright, here it comes.” He pulled down the thong and his big, meaty cock sprung from its pouch.
“It’s fucking beautiful, sir,” I said, expressing the exact thought that immediately popped into my mind. I had never seen a more incredible dick in my entire life.
“Would you like to suck on it?” he asked, as if he was reading my mind once again.
“Yes, sir. I would love to suck your cock.”
He stepped up to the pipe that ran across in front of me. He couldn’t come any closer, so he just stood there smiling down at me. Then he turned the dial up another notch, which immediately tore my focus from him and back to my own sex.
“Oh fuck, sir. That is so damn intense,” I pleaded, hoping that he would turn it down just a bit.
“Lean forward and suck my dick,” he commanded as he turned it up a bit more instead.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck, ohhhh fuuuuuckkk…” The intensity was off the charts as I leaned forward on the thing. “I can’t, sir. It’s too intense.”
“You don’t want to suck my dick do you?” He bent down and snarled in my ear.
“Yes, sir. I really do, sir.”
“Well then get up here and suck it, bitch!” He demanded while turning the fucking machine up yet another notch.
“Aahhhh! Fuck! Son of a… Fuuuuccck!” A steady stream of obscenities flowed from my mouth as I fought in vain to move close enough to him. The goddamn strap is too tight!
Sensing my dilemma, he turned down the Sybian and leaned forward to loosen the strap behind my head. I felt the release of tension the second it occurred and used his proximity to my full advantage. I lunged my head forward, instantaneously taking two or three inches of him into my mouth.
“That was cheating. Now you will have to pay the price for that,” he said as he pulled back and turned up the intensity once again before setting down the remote.
it was worth it. I think…
Gunner
It was time to punish Raven for her feistiness, so I cranked up the intensity before retrieving the Zapper. The Zapper was like a mini cattle prod and it was my tool of choice for the night since she had admitted to being afraid of electric shocks. Her nipples were still tender from the previous session, so they seemed like the logical place to start.
“Which nipple should I zap first
?” I asked as I triggered it in front of her so she could see the zap of electricity and hear the terrifying sound up close.
“Neither!” she screamed instinctually.
