Chapter 4: The New Way

At the next day, the sun had barely crested the horizon as he made his way to the school bus park. The chill of the early morning air sent a shiver down his spine, but the anticipation of what was to come kept him warm. The bus pulled up, and his schoolmates piled on, oblivious to the transformation that had taken place in Mike’s life overnight. He watched as the bus pulled away, the last remnants of his old life disappearing into the distance.

With a deep breath, he turned and sprinted towards the address Kate had given him, his heart pounding in his chest. The mansion where they had spent the night was a blur in his memory, the decadence of the evening still etched into the lines of his body. As he ran, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of freedom, like he was shedding the last vestiges of his innocence with every stride.

The city streets were mostly deserted at this hour, the occasional car passing by, casting long shadows in the early light. Mike felt like he was racing towards destiny, his every step bringing him closer to a life he never thought possible. Finally, after passing several blocks, he found the studio, a nondescript building nestled between a convenience store and a laundromat, and his heart skipped a beat.

Kate and Roxie were waiting for him outside, dressed in tight, revealing outfits that left little to the imagination. They both looked him up and down, their eyes gleaming with excitement and lust. “You made it,” Kate said, her voice filled with a smoky allure that sent a shiver down Mike’s spine. Roxie giggled, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “You look like you’re about to pass out,” she teased.

Mike took a deep breath and squared his shoulders. “I’m ready,” he said, trying to sound more confident than he felt. Kate took his hand, leading him into the studio. The place was a whirlwind of activity, with cameramen setting up lights and performers wandering around in various states of undress. His heart raced as they made their way through the maze of corridors, each step taking him deeper into this new, alien world.

Finally, they reached a closed door with a sign that read “Ishawna Fuller, Producer.” Kate gave his hand a reassuring squeeze before pushing it open. The room was dimly lit, the air thick with the scent of lube and perfume. A woman sat behind a cluttered desk, her eyes scanning over a mountain of paperwork. She looked up as they entered, her eyes lingering on Mike for a moment before she spoke.

“Kate, Roxie,” she said, her voice a smoky purr. “You’re right on time.” She was a striking woman, with deep brown skin and a figure that could make even the most stoic of men weak at the knees. Her hair was a wild tumble of curls that framed her sharp features and piercing eyes. “But who’s this?” she asked, her gaze flicking to Mike.

“This is Mike,” Kate said, her tone proud. “He’s going to be our new artist assistant.”

Ishawna’s eyes widened, and she leaned back in her chair, appraising him with a knowing smile. “Ah, so the prodigy has arrived,” she murmured, her gaze lingering on the bulge in Mike’s pants. “Welcome to the family, kid.”

Mike felt his cheeks flush under her scrutiny, but Kate and Roxie’s confidence bolstered his own. He managed a nod, his voice a little shaky. “Thank you,” he said.

Ishawna stood up, her heels clacking against the floor as she rounded the desk. She was even more intimidating up close, her presence commanding and her eyes sharp. “Let’s get you started,” she said, her voice a mix of business and sensuality. She handed each of them a clipboard with a sheaf of papers attached. “These are the scenarios for today’s shoot. Take a look, and let me know which ones you think you’re ready for.”

Mike’s heart hammered in his chest as he took the paper, his hands trembling slightly. He scanned the list, his eyes widening at the explicit descriptions. Anal, double penetration, threesomes, and even scenes involving multiple partners. It was a smorgasbord of depravity that seemed to stretch on forever.

Ishawna’s gaze never left him as Kate and Roxie began to strip, their movements fluid and practiced. The women’s bodies were works of art, each curve and dip designed to elicit maximum arousal. Kate’s perfect round ass bobbed as she stepped out of her pants, and Roxie’s tits bounced as she pulled her tank top over her head. They were both completely at ease, their confidence palpable as they exposed themselves to him and the producer.

Ishawna walked around them, inspecting their bodies with a critical eye. She gently spread Kate’s ass cheeks, her thumb brushing against the woman’s puckered hole. “Tight as always,” she murmured, her voice a low purr. Then she moved on to Roxie, her fingers deftly flicking the woman’s nipples before sliding down to her shaved pussy. “Good,” she said, her eyes meeting Mike’s over the pornstar’s shoulder. “You’re both ready to go.”

Mike felt his cock thicken in his pants as he watched, his breath coming in short, shallow gasps. He had never felt more aroused, more alive. This was it, the moment he had been waiting for. He was going to be a part of this world, to share in the power and the passion.

Ishawna snapped her fingers, breaking the spell. “Come on, kid,” she said, her eyes sparkling with amusement. “We’ve got work to do.” She led them down the hallway, the sound of their bare feet echoing through the empty corridor. They arrived at a makeup room, where a team of artists were already hard at work on other performers. The smell of foundation and hairspray hung heavy in the air, a stark contrast to the raw sexiness of Kate and Roxie.