by M T Stone
Me: Cya then
That left me plenty of time to hit the mall and find a few new dresses for the upcoming shows. Even though the members most likely won’t see them, wearing nice clothes always makes me feel better. I had always felt that way. It was probably a result of how critical Mom had been when we were teenagers. She could always find something to criticize us about. If it wasn’t my jeans or my hair, then my makeup wasn’t quite right. I really hope I can let Hannah experiment without being so judgmental.
Five dresses and two pairs of shoes later, I met Amber for lunch. Sophie’s was one of those cute little places where you could have a light lunch and then blow all your calories on a decadent piece of cheesecake or dessert. I love it! On this particular day, however, the topic of our conversation was much more interesting than the menu.
“How could you take her whole fist?” Amber whispered while we were standing in line to place our order.
“Shhh!” Really?
“I just don’t see how that’s possible,” she continued, not willing to wait until we reached the privacy of a table
“You will.” I smiled. “I don’t know how she does it, but she will.”
“There’s no way.”
“Oh, there is a way. Believe me, she’s very persistent,” I replied, raising my eyebrows.
“I can’t wait,” she squeaked, squinting her eyes at me like a little girl.
The minute we sat down, she began quizzing me about what I had experienced the previous evening with Gunner and Sapphire. She hadn’t been able to watch it since she was babysitting the girls.
“Just relax hun, you are going to have a great time,” I assured her. She had already been with both Blade and Sapphire, so I knew that she would do just fine.
After a single bite of the luscious Mascarpone Cheesecake, my phone buzzed. I glanced down, thinking it might be Gunner.
Tom: I’ve been watching Raven St Claire videos. We need to talk.
Oh my fucking… I could feel the blood instantly drain from my head.
“What’s the matter?” Amber asked with an intense look of concern.
“Remember when I told you about running into Tom the night that I got picked up?”
“Yeah?”
“Look at the message he just sent me.” I held up my phone for her.
“Maybe he’s just interested in Raven,” she said, trying to ease my concern.
“He knows it’s me. I haven’t been using the fake British accent during the shoots,” I countered.
“Just tell him you don’t use your accent while you’re acting. Just like the British actors do in American TV shows,” she reasoned. “I never knew that Matthew Rhys was from England until I saw him in an interview.”
“I’m sure actors on that level have a little more training than in our profession.” I rolled my eyes.
“Our profession?” She furrowed her brow as if she didn’t know what I was talking about.
“Really? It hasn’t dawned on you what profession we are in?”
“Well, of course. But I don’t really consider myself one of those girls,” she whispered.
“Sure. Now you whisper,” I teased her. “I guess I don’t consider myself to be one either. It’s not like I plan on doing anything with anyone other than Gunner.”
“I haven’t thought about it either. Blade and Sapphire have kept my mind occupied,” she said with a broad smile.
“I am now known as Raven the Squirter, though.”
“What?” She gasped.
“There are videos of me squirting that have gone viral online. Gunner called me about it this morning. It was definitely a dose of reality. Those videos will be out there forever.” My stomach suddenly felt a little queasy and it wasn’t from the cheesecake.
“Yeah, I didn’t really think about the fact that all of those videos could be floating around for years to come. At least you have been disguising yourself. I should’ve spent the money to use Jasmine right from the start.” She cringed.
“You don’t have any family to worry about other than your daughter. Besides, you can always change your looks going forward if it becomes an issue,” I assured her. “Have you and Blade done level six yet?”
“This Friday night. Then we are doing level seven with Sapphire the next day.”
“Wow, two nights back to back? You and I need to have coffee Sunday morning.” I gave her a wink and a smirk.
“I guess that’s why I’m a little flustered,” she admitted. “But then I’ll only have one level left and I’m done.”
“You lucky shit. I have to go all the way.” I shook my head, reflecting on the fact that I was locked in for ten sessions. “What are you going to do when you are done?”
“I’m going to see how much money I’ve made,” she said with a shrug. “I’ll try to invest it wisely and then probably just keep working at the drug store.”
“You seriously think that you can be satisfied with your old life again?”
“Probably not. You know I’m full of shit most of the time!” She laughed out loud.
As far as I was concerned, there was no way that I was going back to the boring life I had been living the past five years. My eyes had been opened to a crazy world that I never knew existed, and after what Sapphire had done to me, I was even more curious. Dalton would probably be pissed if he knew that I was still thinking about Sapphire.
On my way out of Sophie’s, my phone buzzed again. It was Tom again.
Tom: Are you around, Jillian? I want to talk to you about Raven.
Me: I have a full day, but I’ll be around tonight.
Tom: Okay, I’ll call you about 7.
Me: That’s fine. Hannah and I will be home by then.
Tom: Gotcha.
I intentionally reminded him that my five-year-old daughter would be there, so he wouldn’t show up at the door and say something stupid. If he’s interested in Raven, I’ll just have to tell him she got into her apartment downtown. My stomach fluttered with anxiety once again as I got into my car and pulled away from the café. Why can’t things stay simple and uncluttered?
Gunner
Sapphire started harassing me the moment we ran into each other at the dungeon following our session with Raven. There had been little doubt in mind that she would be strutting afterwards, since she had basically caused Raven to blackout from a pleasure overload.
“I’m sorry if I turned your girlfriend last night,” she spouted, slapping me on the arm.
“I’m not too worried.”
“Hey, buddy, you’re hung pretty good, but you can’t compete with this.” She made a fist and hung her arm between my legs.
“You are hilarious, Blondie. I don’t think you are Raven’s type, even with that awesome little fist of yours,” I countered.
“I don’t know about that. You heard her tell me that she loves me,” she teased.
“You and I both know that it was the orgasm talking.” I rolled my eyes and shook my head.
“Hey, think what you want,” she countered. “You just might lose both of us!”
“I’ll swing her back to my side on Friday and that’s a GUARANTEE!” I pushed my finger into the center of her chest for emphasis.
“I think you’re actually worried.” She bobbed her head before turning away.
“You’re hilarious,” I shouted as she headed to her next session.
The truth be told, I had seen the expression on her face when she had expressed her love for Sapphire. Even though I knew that she was completely out of it, I felt a small pang of jealousy hearing the words. There is no way that I’m going to lose her to Sapphire. That’s ridiculous.
For the rest of the day, I was simply going through the motions. My mind was already busy planning Friday’s show. In past few sessions, my only concern had been making the members happy and getting good ratings. This time was going to be a bit more complex because both the members and Raven had to be impressed. I can’t believe I’m overreacting like thi
s.
Raven
That night, my breath caught each time my phone buzzed. I would pick it up while rehearsing my responses for Tom in my head. Each one turned out to be a false alarm, as the calls were from Mom, Amber, and Gunner.
“Are you ready for Friday night?” Gunner asked in his usual sexy tone.
“I think so. Is Sapphire going to be joining us?” I asked teasingly.
“You two are both hilarious today,” he chided. “No… you are all mine this time.”
“That’s good, it was a little too hot with both of you. I don’t think I could handle that twice in one week.”
“You better be ready for some real heat when you show up Friday night,” he warned. “I’m going to show you what it’s all about. Level eight isn’t for pansies.”
“By now I’d think that you realize I’m no pansy,” I replied firmly. “I look forward to whatever you have up your sleeve.”
“Good. It’s going to be the wildest night of your life, Jillian,” he replied firmly.
“Show me what you’ve got, Gunner. I want you to take my breath away,” I cooed into the phone. I could feel my panties getting damp just from teasing him. He seemed irritated by the fact that I kept on calling him Gunner, but that was my way of reminding him never to keep secrets from me again.
Throughout the rest of call, he kept teasing me about the level eight session coming up on Friday and I kept downplaying it. I knew that I was getting to him, but he did a good job of playing it cool. In spite of the tension between us, we had worked each other into a state of sheer horniness by the time we said goodnight. God, I wish tomorrow was Friday.
~~~
Thursday evening felt just like a repeat of Wednesday night. Every time my phone buzzed I jumped to see if it was a message or a call from Tom. I thought about just giving him a call so I could find out what was on his mind… but I didn’t. Part of me was hoping that he would never follow up, but I knew that was wishful thinking.
After teasing Gunner the previous night, I began to feel a little anxiety thinking about Friday night’s show. I sent him a text to see if I could get a hint of what was coming my way.
Me: Hi Gunner – What are we doing tomorrow?
Gunner: You’re going to find out tomorrow, after you sign the confidentiality agreement. Be there a little earlier than normal.
Me: Can’t you give me any hints?
Gunner: No.
I wonder what’s wrong with him. Even through a text message, he sounds grumpy. Maybe Sapphire has been teasing him again. Or else he’s just turning on his dark side a bit early to put me on edge. I threw my phone on the charger and went in to check on Hannah.
“Mommy?” she asked in her little sweet voice.
“Why are you still awake, honey?”
“Do I have to go to Daddy’s tomorrow?” she asked with a little whimper.
“Don’t you want to go there anymore?”
“No. He doesn’t even like me,” she replied, breaking my heart instantly.
“Oh, honey, he likes you. Some guys just aren’t meant to be daddies and he’s one of them. It’s not that he doesn’t like you. You are the sweetest little girl in the world, how could he not like you?” I assured her.
“He just leaves me with Gramma, which is okay I guess.”
“Do you have fun with Grandma?”
“Sometimes. Most of the time I just watch TV while she talks on the phone, though,” she replied with a sad look on her face. “I can’t even watch Cartoon Network.”
I knew damn well that Perry had all of the same cartoon channels that I had, but for some stupid reason, he had blocked some of them. I don’t care what anyone says, kids need cartoons! I looked at the calendar and realized that it was his last weekend for the month. I guess it’s time to take the leap.
“You go spend this weekend with them and then I’ll have a talk with Daddy. Maybe you can just stay with me and Grandma can come over and visit you here, instead.”
“Really?” Her eyes immediately lit up.
“Really. Now get to sleep,” I said, pulling her covers up and kissing her on the forehead.
“I love you, Mommy,” she said in her sweetest little voice.
“I love you more, sweetie.”
It’s definitely time to break ties with him. Even though I would never admit it to Hannah, her assessment of Perry’s attitude was dead on. He had absolutely no interest in her or any other child for that matter. He had always been the center of his own universe and it was time for the two of us to vacate for good. We don’t need him anymore.
It instantly felt good, knowing that Hannah would no longer have to be gone every other weekend. That was definitely one good thing that would come out of my little excursion into perversion. My thoughts drifted back to Gunner as I slipped between the sheets. I wonder what he has planned for tomorrow? I know that he’s going to do his best to out-do what Sapphire did to me Wednesday night. Hopefully it won’t lead to another blackout.
Lying there, I began to think about the confidentiality agreement. Anyone can watch a level eight, nine, or ten session online and see what it’s all about. So what’s the big deal? I grabbed my iPad and pulled up the dungeon website. I searched for “level eight” but there were no results. The same was true when I searched for level nine and ten. Hmmm, maybe there is more to this than I thought.
I tried to convince myself that it was only eight days until I have my life back and whatever I had to endure would be worth it. I would have a nice financial cushion, Perry and his mother would be out of my life, and I would be free to choose whatever I wanted to do from that point on. The thought of freedom just couldn’t tackle the butterflies that kept welling up inside of me. I can trust Dalton, I tried to tell myself. I liked to think of him as Dalton whenever I was nervous. I had become convinced that I could trust him. I still wasn’t so sure about the Gunner character that he played.
Chapter 11
Friday Afternoon
Gunner
One final verbal assault from Sapphire when I arrived at the dungeon reaffirmed my plans for the level eight show with Raven. By the end of the evening, she’s going to have a hard time remembering Sapphire’s name. I went through my plan one last time to see if I could alter any other nuances that would further enhance the experience. I have been too focused on what the member’s want. Tonight, it’s all about Raven, and hopefully the members find it hot as well.
“Are you still grumpy?” Raven asked as soon as she saw me.
“I’m not grumpy…I’m focused.” I gave her a wink to let her know that everything was cool.
“It seemed like you were mad at me last night.”
“I have never been mad at you,” I assured her as I slipped my arms around her from behind. I love the way she smells.
“I like the way you focus,” she teased, running her fingers along the length of my bulge.
“Tonight, you will learn what a focused, skillful man can do for you.”
“I like the sound of that,” she purred, continuing to stroke my package.
“Are you two going to do it right here or what?” Jasmine chided, waiting impatiently to get started on her makeup.
“Oh, tell me you wouldn’t be doing the same exact thing if you were in my shoes,” Raven muttered, smirking right at Jasmine.
“Hey, I might get swept off my feet by a movie star once in a while, but I avoid these porn stars like the plague. You never know where the hell you’ll end up with them!” she retorted, throwing her hand on her hip.
“Thanks, Jasmine, love you, too, sweetie.” I narrowed my eyes and turned to walk away.
“You know I’m just teasin’ your ass, right?”
“Yeah whatever. You always just tell it like it is,” I said, acting as if she had hurt my feelings.
“He’s just joking around,” I heard her tell Raven as I exited the room. “I think.”
Part of me was joking around, but part of me also was very conscious of the
fact that no one would want to date, much less marry a porn star. I guess that’s why I always refused to think of myself as one. Besides, in ten more days, I’ll be released from my contract.
I walked back to Suzanne’s office to see if she happened to be around. I had seen J.O. pull up earlier in the afternoon, so I figured that he had been there to meet with her.
“What’s new, Suzanne?” I whispered, taking a seat in front of her desk.
