Chapter 16: Paladins

Once again, sweat ran down my back. My costume was clearly too warm, but since I was still wearing many of the items from my last session, I had no choice but to perform while fully clothed. Any areas that were visible were covered with makeup. This time, I wore a fantasy costume inspired by medieval Asia. A white, translucent silk blouse, black silk pants, over which I wore a green, elaborately embroidered silk coat with white hems and a black hip belt with pink trim. I have no idea how something like this ended up in the costume collection, but it looked great. On my feet, I wore Japanese leather thong sandals.

It was Tuesday evening and we were in Studio 12. It was my first live show as a star. Of course, I hadn’t kept Isabell tied up all night, but I had tested the nettles on her anyway and, incredibly, managed to improve her tongue technique. I had also spent the night with her and had breakfast with her. Of course, she noticed my change in mood, but she bought my excuse of stage fright. Every actor knows stage fright, and porn actors are no exception. However, we spent the rest of the day apart. I was able to put off my final preparations, and she had to take care of her own show in her apartment. Now I was in the spotlight, and I blocked out everything else, concentrating completely on my role in this show.

Linda and Ronja were dressed similarly to me, but a little more simply. In the opening scene, I came through a door, closed it behind me, then jumped up to the ceiling and held on between two beams. Shortly afterwards, Linda and Ronja stormed through the door with drawn swords, looking around in amazement at the seemingly empty room, before I pounced on them and knocked them out.

The scene was brilliant, but unfortunately it couldn’t be done live and had to be recorded. The steel cables that pulled me up had to be attached to me somehow. That was only possible with a cut and a pause. It took us almost an hour to get the scene in the can. After that, I was pretty exhausted, but the real work was only just beginning with the live show.

I skillfully tied them up in hogtie and woke them up with water and slaps. Then I began to interrogate and torture them. In the absence of a professional torture chamber, I had to make do with what I could find in a medieval building. Bamboo poles, ropes, wooden buckets, field stones, water, and candles. Plus a few bouquets of fresh nettles, which I had reserved entirely for Linda. I protected my hands with thin gloves made of brown natural leather.

The questions my victims had to answer were quite simple: how they had found me, who they were, and why they were hunting me. After I learned that they belonged to the Order of Paladins, I naturally wanted to know more, which intensified my interrogation techniques. That was when I learned for the first time that the Order hunted and captured spirit beings like me. Now I suspected that they might have something to do with my sister’s disappearance. But these two knew nothing. After four hours, I gave up the interrogation and left the place. The naked, bound, and completely battered Paladins were left behind.

“That was so mean of you,” Linda complained as we sat together in the break room after the show. “It still itches everywhere. You really could have spared me those stupid nettles, at least use them on Ronja.”

“But they also made you hot,” Ronja giggled. “You were literally dripping wet. It didn’t take me long to bring you to climax afterwards.”

“Ronja didn’t make me run into a group of movers practically naked,” I explained. “So I owed you that!”

“What did she do?” Thomas asked, grinning.

So I explained what had happened a few days ago. Everyone at the table laughed until they cried.

“You really are a very skilled rigger,” Ronja praised me after we had calmed down a bit. “Where did you learn that?”