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Pleasure with a bite of pain. It was consuming. It took all her concentration to listen to his words as he paused, still buried inside her, linking them intimately.
"Here is how this is going to go, Kayla. You will be here at the office Thursday three full hours before you are due on the set. I will personally administer two soapy enemas to get you squeaky clean and ready for your on-camera ass fucking. In order to show you I'm committed to you, I'm going to splurge and have a stylist here to do your hair, makeup, and give you a mani/pedi before we head over to the set."
Randy stopped talking long enough to renew his thorough thrusts, using his talented fingers to bring her so very close to her own orgasm, before continuing on with his lecture.
"From now on, I'll drive you to all of your shoots. I'll stay on the set with you at all times. I'll be taking notes about your performance, and when the session is done we'll return here to the office. You'll either be rewarded or punished. The decision between the two is really up to you, baby. I'll promise you this. If you turn yourself over to me completely, you'll be on the stage in Vegas next January accepting your own AVN award."
Another break for faster fucking. Anal sex had never felt like this for Kayla.
His hard squeeze of her breasts through her thin T-shirt had her attention. "These tits are mine, Kayla." He spoke with complete authority. His hands moved to her clit possessively. "This pussy is mine." He yanked her body hard against him, impaling himself in her ass deeper than ever to make his point. "This ass is mine. From now on, I’ll decide who gets to touch you and where. This body is even off-limits to that asshole you live with. I'd love you to kick him to the curb, but regardless, he’ll need to prove to me he’s worthy of tasting this body before he gets inside you again, got it?"
She couldn't form words through her sexual haze, but she managed a slight nod of her head. His corresponding smile was almost gentle. It was in direct conflict with the punishing pace he kept in her bowels.
"Now, I trust you are learning your lesson in obedience. Just to be sure, Robert, use your iPhone and Facetime Butch Jensen. I want him to watch our girl here as she is punished and promises she is going to be a professional on the set Thursday. Keep in mind; if I don't like your answers, we'll just have to keep training until I do. Got it, baby?"
He accentuated his statement with an extra fast volley of pounding into her ass. When his right hand cracked down on her exposed ass cheek, she yelped. "Yes, sir. I got it."
Their eyes connected, his dominance piercing her as deeply as his cock. She felt herself falling deeper under his spell until she heard Butch Jensen's voice in the room. An uncharacteristic shyness washed over her as Randy allowed the director to witness her humiliation.
"What do we have here, Ortiz?"
"A training session. We were just explaining to Kayla how things are going to be different for her going forward. I think she has a few things she'd like to say to you."
Randy reached out to grab the cell phone from his cousin. He angled the phone so the camera had an up close and personal view of the action in progress.
"Nice. I see you're training her ass for her anal scene on Thursday."
"Yep. Now Kayla, I think you have something to say to Mr. Jensen."
Her heart raced. She'd been fucked in front of sets full of people, yet she had never felt as exposed and vulnerable as she did in that minute being asked to apologize like a naughty girl.
Her eyes connected with Randy's again as his cock continued to fuck her tightest hole. Instead of anger, she saw pure dominance there and she reacted to it.
"Mr. Jensen... I'm so sorry I was late today... I promise it won't happen again in the future."
"That's good to know, but that wasn't our only problem was it?"
The pace of their coupling was slowing down. She could see the sweat beading on Randy's brow.
"No sir, but I'm going tomorrow to get my blood work done."
Randy's continued hard pace made it hard for her to think coherently. Butch took the opportunity to direct the scene from afar.
"I will accept her apology after I've seen that she's been properly punished. From the looks of things she is enjoying herself entirely too much. I want to see the bitch in pain."
Kayla was surprised at the flash of anger in Randy's eyes at the older man’s words. He paused his thrusts to stare into the phone. "I realize Kayla owes you an apology, Butch, but I'd appreciate it if you'd refrain from calling my girl a bitch." Randy moved the phone at a new angle so he could display her red, spanked ass. "As you can see, my belt has already had a nice long training session with her butt and she has paid the price for her mistakes. As soon as I come in her ass, her slate will be clean with both of us."
Kayla was flabbergasted that Randy would defend her in any way with the angry director.
Unfortunately, Butch Jensen wasn't having it. "That's all well and good but I want you to belt that pussy of hers for me and then we'll call it even."
Randy's surprised grimace told Kayla he wasn't in favor of the director's request. He paused and for the first time, Kayla thought she saw a crack of vulnerability shining through his hard veneer. His eyes never left hers as he weighed his options.
"What's the matter, Ortiz? You losing your nerve?"
Anger sparked in Randy's eyes and Kayla watched him harden. Her new master turned his hardened glare toward the phone.
“No one tells me how to train my girl. I promised to punish her and I have. I promised to train her so she never disrupts a future shoot, and that is what I’m doing. One day, I will whip her pussy, but it will be when I decide she needs it and not a minute before. Do you have a problem with that, Jenson?”
