Chapter 8: Porn Shoot

“I so can’t do this.” I heard Emily muttering and she sort of stormed past me out of the studio into the hallway. I chuckled to myself, knowing that she was in deep denial. The look on her face 5 minutes ago as she watched Carla fucking the two men on the bed infront of her. The look on her face when we got her changed and she entered the studio, how no one paid her attention even though she was dying inside. Her storm out was ignored by everyone, Carla and her cocks didn’t pause a beat, the professionals they are.

A quick look around the room had my eye catching Brandy, she’d noticed. A shrug from her told me that she wasn’t sure what to do. I smiled at her before looking back down at the console in front of me. She’d know that I wasn’t concerned and she wasn’t to do anything. Either Emily would be outside getting fresh air and wondering when to come back in to ask for a car to take her home or she’d be fretting somewhere else all worked up about some bullshit.

I’d given her the prerequisite 2 minutes to calm down before I too exited the studio ready to find her and probably make the matter worse. I was very surprised to find her right there by the door in the hallway, with her back against the wall, arms at her side, looking straight ahead. She was only 3 feet away from me but her side profile figure again caught my attention, the flat stomach, the mountain of tit flesh pushing out, the short skirt showing off her shapely legs. I nearly popped back in to get a camera to capture the incoming interaction but I knew that would cause a bigger issue.

I leaned against the wall opposite the door I’d just come through, to her right facing her but still a few feet offset from her. “Hey Emily.”

She didn’t acknowledge me, instead continuing to look forward at the wall in front of her. Her breathing slightly laboured, her chest heaving, her nipples very prominently showing through the t-shirt we’d given her. I wondered how best to engage her. Play to the hidden lust that was maybe building inside her, locked down and trying to escape. She was still too repressed for that yet. Or had the naked woman with the cocks sliding into her just now undone that lock? Was she ready for the door to be opened?

I nearly shook my head answering the question myself. I’d take the safer route. “You ok?”

A stupid question I guess, but one that she could answer if she wanted to. But again no reaction from. We then heard a very particularly loud sexual moan from one of the cocks in the room we’d just exited. That was the opener I needed, “Well she’s having fun,” and I chuckled loudly.

There it was. Emily smiled and her head turned to me. She made direct eye contact but didn’t say anything, her smile vanishing as quickly as it appeared. Capitalising on what I thought was going on in her head, “It’s good that they’re enjoying it.” She broke a smile again but didn’t respond. Now the risk but I think it’s a safe one, “It’s ok for you to enjoy watching it.”

She lightly shook her head a no. I completely understood her concern. She’d likely never seen many naked adults infront of her, let alone ones fucking. This was a very new and very raw, exciting experience, she was no doubt confused. We maintained eye contact, me with a warm smile, her now with a straight face, a worried look on it.

I had to get her back in that room, to watch it, to feel it. I really wanted to get her in shot at some point, I wanted people to spot her in the video. She was here to expand her mind and to enable us to start some subtle advertising for her brand. Time to push things along, “It really is ok for you to enjoy it.”

Nothing but the same stare. Ummm, it wouldn’t work to tell her that I liked it, she’d likely tut at a man enjoying watching people fucking. So maybe, “Pretty sure Brandy even gets turned on being in the room with them.”

“Tttssk,” fuck she tutted at that also.

Ok, let’s try, “It’s only watching, you’re in control.” Her eyes narrowed a little. “Remember you’re in control.”

She didn’t react again, I looked at her amazing tits, the nipples so obvious and alert. She caught my glance and crossed her arms across them. Was there a smirk under there, could I just about see the edge of one? Fuck she looked so fucking sexy leaning against the wall like this. The skirt nice, short and tight on her, the tights or stockings glistening in the dim interior lights. She knew. She knew I was looking. She knew I liked what I was seeing. I couldn’t help myself, she was foxy as fuck, all curves, toned and bouncy in just the right places.

Yup there was the smirk, she liked me taking her body in. I wanted to comment on how she looked, how I wanted to fuck her. I wanted to suggest that she simply lie on the bed next to Carla and allow one of the cocks to fuck her. However I knew that wasn’t on the cards. Not today. Holding out my hand to her, “It’s ok to enjoy this. It’s ok to watch.” She didn’t move. “You’re in control. I just want you to watch what they’re doing.”

She didn’t move again. I waved my open hand at her a little, and took a gamble, “Come on beautiful, I promise it’s just watching,” I said softly while giving her my biggest smile.