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Hey everyone! Thanks for checking this out. It’s my second story so feel Free to leave notes and make any recommendations or suggestions in the comments. Please go read The Star and The Lead Part One or else this story will not make any sense but if you want to risk it then who am I to stop you…)

PART 2

Eric

I subconsciously move my hands to cover my penis. She stood in front of me and my dick which had previously been hard shriveled with the rest of me knowing I’d made another mistake. Shit.

“Ten.”

Every camera focused back on me. My hands snapped back to my side reluctantly. I tried not to shake from the embarrassment.

“Rest your hands on the front of your thighs. I like you like that.” she smiles, “What do you say when someone complements you?”

“Th-thank you, Sir.”

“Now we have to address the elephant in the room. Don’t we?”

I nod even though I don’t want to address it. In fact, I hoped she might ignore it but I know it’s best to not upset her further.

“You haven’t followed all of my instructions like you promised. Have you, Eric?” I don’t know why her calling me Eric made her scarier.

“No, I haven’t, Sir.”

“Do you want to leave, Eric?”

Yes. “No, Sir.”

“Then things have come full circle. It’s time to pay for your actions.” I still.

“Are you excited, Eric?”

“No, Sir.”

“I appreciate your honesty. Now get on the table.” She says gesturing to the short square mirrored coffee table.

I grip my underwear that was rolled up on my thighs preparing to take them off so I could stand when Julia says, “Don’t let your underwear fall.”

I widen my stance until there’s no more give in the material. I feel the blush creeping through my entire body as I waddled over to the table. I see Kyle’s shirt still folded in the middle but I don’t even think about moving it without instruction. I kneel on the table and wait.

“Good, Star.” She says watching me like I’m a dog showing her a new trick. I ignored the fact that her calling me Star again made me feel better.

“All fours. Arch your back. Give the camera something to stare at.”

I comply without hesitation. With my back to them all I can think about is the new angle the crew must have of me. Julia circles around to inspect me. She runs her finger through my hair, continuing a straight line along my spinal column, down the curve of my right Ass cheek. I shiver in response. Julia deciding she’s not fully happy with my position lightly pulls the wet material of my underwear up my thighs a little until they are right under my Ass framing it. I quickly spread my legs further to make sure they don’t fall.

“Kyle!” Julia calls.

Kyle jumps before joining Julia behind me.

“What I have in store for you, Star.” She says darkly. “Firstly, you’re going to take a dick in your Ass. Did you want pretty in pink or purple? Dealer’s choice.”

I didn’t say anything at first not knowing if a reply was expected. “If you stay quiet then I’ll assume you want both.”

“Pink please, Sir.” I reply quickly having forgotten the second option.

Julia waves and a medium-large veiny pink dildo is brought over to her. My first thought was I don’t want ‘to take a dick up my Ass‘. I’m not gay or bi or a straight guy that experiments with my asshole, but then again, I’m not a dominant either. I was starting to relate to all the straight women in lesbian pornos. Be a professional. Beyond this, I was also extremely nervous I felt like a fucking virgin. Everyone was about to see my first time. But I’m not allowed to reflect on that for very long because Julia unceremoniously sets a container of lube on the table in front of me.

“You know better than to come out of your position, don’t you Star. You’re not that stupid, are you?” I shake my head vigorously. “Here’s a little on the job training. Lube up your Ass.”

I use one arm to support myself as I take my other hand reach it into the container and tentatively apply the lube to the outside of my Ass. I’m able to fit one finger into my asshole and I stop.

“Now lube up your toy.” Julia says placing the dildo on the table in front of me. I slide my hand up and down the dildo. Trying not to look at it, knowing it was meant for me.

Julia takes the dildo and the lube off the table. She brings dick up to my opening and just holds it there for a few moments. I take a couple of breaths adjusting to the idea and she pushes the tip in. Already I’m in an inexplainable pain. “Relax, Star.” She tells me and I try to relax taking slow breaths again. She pushes a few more inches into me slowly. I wince from the pressure and I try to accommodate the intrusion but I don’t know how much more I can take. When she’s gotten about half of the total length into me, she starts to softly fuck me with it. Pushing in and out add more inches in each time she thrusts back in until the entire dildo was inside of me. Without much of choice I accept the thrusts. She stops and then slowly pulls it out of me.

She places the used dildo on the table right in front of me before disappearing behind me again. Julia chuckles darkly before saying to him, “Two hundred dollars says you can’t spit into Star’s asshole.” I stopped the squirm that tried to run through me. Be a professional. You can’t afford to lose this job. Nothing would be more humiliating than getting kicked off of the set after everything I’d already made it through. So, I fought the urge to complain about their wager.

“I don’t think so, I can’t get to it from this angle, Sir,” He replied. I sighed in relief thinking their exchange and my mortification was over until Julia says, “You’re right. Chin on the table, Star.”

Dread and humiliation overcame me. I tense up but I don’t dare look over my shoulder. Heat flamed my cheeks as a cameraman kneeled on one knee in front of me, moving closer to capture the embarrassment on my face as I lowered until my chin was on the table to make my asshole more visible. So, Kyle could tell Julia if he thought he could spit into it. My face was now resting so close to the base of the used dildo that it was blurry. I held my breath trying not to pay it too much attention. Julia seemed to notice and take pleasure in my discomfort.

“Lick the base while you’re down there, Star.”

“Yes, Sir.” I say and stick out my tongue out, licking the base like a cat drinking milk because that was the only way I could lick it in this position. I tried to ignore the flavor I was tasting on the dildo knowing it was a combination of– I would guess– cupcake flavored lube and my Ass–I guess… ‘juices’.

“Do we have a deal, Kyle?” Julia asks reminding me that they were discussing my abused asshole like I wasn’t there.

“Depends, Sir.” Kyle asks clearly contemplating it, “How many tries do I get, Sir?”

“Five.”

Kyle seems to hesitate, “Can I speak to him?”

I almost answered but then I remembered he wasn’t asking me if he could speak to me. He as asking Julia.

“Once. Then we continue.” She replies.

“I just do what they pay me to. Sorry, Star-I mean Eric.”

With that Kyle takes aim. He misses at first, his spit landing on the curve of my Ass and I flinch in disgust. “Almost.” Julia says tauntingly. On his second try it lands right above the crack of my Ass on the small of my back. His third attempt falls into the crack but misses the ‘goal’. On his fourth try his spit lands directly in my asshole and I jump in surprise. “Take a step back Kyle they’ll want to zoom in on the spit sitting right outside of Star’s asshole.” The camera zooms in on the spit before one of them says “Got it.” and the cameraman in front of me adjusts his pants before zooming in closer on my face. I look back down ashamed and focus on the blurry dildo I’m licking. Mid-lick Julia pulls the dick off the table. I feel it at my entrance. She applies pressure and there’s an intense pain as she pushes the tip of the dildo into my Ass again. This time she stops just after the tip is in and leaves the rest hanging out. I have to squeeze to hold it in place knowing Julia would be angry if I let it fall out. I never thought I’d be thankful for my current position but gravity was helping me keep it in place.

I start as loud sound fills the room. It is followed by a sharp pain spreading through my Ass cheek. Julia had struck me and I felt the part of the dildo that’s not inside of me giggle from the impact of the strike. I clinched tighter trying to keep it in place.

“I want you to match my force if you don’t, you’re fired and I start again.” She says to him.

Kyle smacks me across the other cheek equally as hard. Where ever she placed her strike he placed his on the opposite side of my body, hitting my Ass and upper thighs. They go back and forth in quick succession. “What number am I on, Star?” Julia asks and before I can answer she shoves the full length of the dick into my Ass without warning.

“Twenty!” I scream. I bite down on my lip as I try to adjust to the pain and the sudden fullness.

“Up on all fours.” She says. I sit up immediately trying to ignore the feeling and failing as I comply. “How do you feel?”

I was hard as granite, sensitive, and leaking precum. My Ass was full and achingly sore and every camera and crew member had seen parts of my body that even I haven’t seen. I’d just lost my Anal virginity on a set. I was scared I might still get fired, I was terrified about what else she might have in store for me, and I was even more terrified that I wouldn’t be able to handle it. That after all of this I might still tap. How do I feel? I look over my shoulder.

“Fine, Sir.” I reply.

“And what do you say?”

“Thank you, Sir.”

“Very good. Now it’s time for your punishment.” My eyes widened at the idea that this was only the beginning. “Ask Kyle to finish spanking you.” She says.

“Spank me.” I tell Kyle with no emotion.

“I said ask.” Julia says firmly.

“Will you spank me, Kyle?” I amend.

“I don’t feel like you meant that, Star. Convince me. Beg.”

“Kyle, Sir please finish spanking me.” I said again trying to sound a bit more convincing.

Julia steps away from Kyle coming to stand in front of me. She bends down until she’s low enough to look directly at me and she reaches between my arms and legs and grabs my dick squeezing. Her grip is tight to the point of pain and I choke but I don’t move.

“That doesn’t sound like begging to me. Ten more strikes.”

With my dick still in her hands Kyle dishes out ten strikes without hesitation. I start blubbering on the last two strikes still under Julia’s unrelenting grip.

Julia uses her other hand to hold my face. Her grip is tight on my jaw smushing my cheeks together. “Try again.” she says sharply.

“Please Kyle, please sir, um please spank my Ass.”

“Good, Star. Look at the camera tell them what you want Kyle to do to you.” Julia says releasing her hold on my dick. I gasped in shock as the blood courses back into my member before she slaps my dick and then grabs it again with the same intense pressure. The cameraman stood just over her left shoulder. I looked at the camera in pain and desperation.

“Please Kyle, spank me. Make me cry. Make me scream. Punish me, please. I want it. I need it. Please spank me, Kyle.” I beg saying anything that I thought would please her. I put my head down hoping it was enough to make her happy, to make her let go and not add any more strikes. I whisper chant more to myself than anyone, “Please, please, please…”

But then I remember myself and my eyes shoot up to Julia unprompted.

“Please, please, please, please, please…”

Julia nods for Kyle to give me what I asked for and I nearly sag in relief but don’t stop looking at her. Kyle gives me ten strikes that make me want to shoot off the table and make the table legs rattle. But I don’t want Julia to be mad at me. I can’t lose this job. I had to make the final cut. I can’t disappoint her more. So, I don’t move. I endure it. After the tenth strike Julia releases me and holds up her hand signaling to Kyle that he can stop.

“Eric. My little star. You should look at the camera. Let them see how your face is the same shade of pretty pink as your Ass and the pretty pink dildo in your Ass.”

Julia steps away from me and the camera closes in. She walks over to the bed across from the coffee table and sits, sighing. She rests her hands by her sides.

“Well, someone has to have Sex or we really won’t make any money. Kyle!” Julia shouts and he snaps to attention, “I want you to…” Julia pauses and I tense up instinctually hoping he didn’t let Kyle fuck my mouth or my Ass next. “…to come here.”

This time I do visibly soften.

Frank/ The Director

I watched as Julia stood to meet Kyle at the foot of the bed. She kissed him and stuck her hand inside of his pants pulling his dick out. Eric who thought his scene was over started to shift on the table. His underwear slipped down his legs a few inches as he tried to bring his knees closer together to ease some of the discomfort.

“Did I tell you to move?” Julia asks him as she strokes Kyles dick.

Eric seemed to find it hard to speak in-between Kyle’s moans.

“N-n-no, Sir.” He says spreading his legs wider but because the underwear had slipped, the material strained as he attempted to go back to his original position leaving a bulging dent on his outer thighs.

“Arch.”

Eric back snaps to respond to her command and he don’t move again. His eyes stay glued to Julia tracking her every action as she seduced Kyle.

“And to this think this could’ve been you. I think that’s the real punishment. Watch.”

You could see in his eyes that that was all he’d been thinking about. She told to Eric ‘Watch.’ but I followed her instructions as well and not because it was my job but because it was what I’d been waiting for all day. The cameras circled her but she didn’t seem to mind it one bit. She turned pushing Kyle on the mattress aggressively. She kissed him, scraping her nails down his chest, he hissed. The camera caressed her face and her body. Every angle and every frame loved her. She knew how to flick her hair just right, sway from side to side just right, keep Eric’s attention and take Kyle inside of her just right. Every movement made you wish you were there and every movent made you feel as though you were there. She was a woman who charmed the mases easily. There was something about the way she wouldn’t moan too loud or come too quickly. There was something about the way that she’d interact with her scene partner. It was so raw and real as though whatever she needed in that scene only her partner could give that too her. Right now, she used Kyle to make her message clear. It was a privilege to be touched by her and it was a privilege for him to be underneath her. And though Eric was being punished he was also incredibly lucky because it was a privilege to be allowed to see her. She had that ‘IT’ thing and it made her different than anyone else on any other set I’d ever worked on.

With most of the cameras focused on her, I’d fallen under her spell (a little) too. I felt truly privileged to be the director. I was allowed to see all these aspects at once. Kyle’s pleasure, Eric’s infatuation and shame, and Julia’s raw power. With both feeds and different camera angles all being displayed in front of me on one monitor. I was the only who got to see it all. The way that Kyle’s moans increased with Julia’s tempo and Eric was dripping little drops of precum onto Kyle’s shirt. The way her chest bounced as she rode him and the light perspiration forming on her neck and back. Perfection. After a few more shots and a couple more angles the crew nods to her indicating they got the shots they needed.

“Either come now or you’ll have to fake it.” She says to Kyle. He needs no further encouragement as he thrusts his hips upwards a few times and lets out prolonged groan with his released. I tried to mask my brief jealousy focusing back on the frame with Eric and his relatable tortured expression. Julia who was still coaxing Kyle from his Orgasm with small thrusts stills on top of him. She reaches back and slowly pulls Kyle out of her. A little of his cum gets on her fingers. She gets off the bed, walks over to the coffee table, and uses the same hand to pat Eric’s face twice with baby slaps.

“You have to learn to do better next time, Star.” She instructs Eric. He nods.

“Um, Sir?” Kyle asks.

“Yes, Kyle?”

“For future reference I just wanted to know… did you um… did you come, Sir?”

“Of course not.” She replies bluntly.

“Was I ever close, Sir?”

“No, you never touched my clit, dummy.”

“So, you didn’t come at all, Sir?”

“You’re adorable and naïve about women’s bodies,” she said laughing, “no, I didn’t come at all, Kyle but I’m about to. Eric! Floor.”

Eric

I scramble off the table on wobbly legs. I know look incredibly stupid trying to lay down without letting my underwear fall off. Once I am laying down Julia stands over my face and lowers herself down. She rubs herself on my face letting me take in how helpless I was underneath her.

“Open your mouth, Star. You’re going to eat me out.”

I start licking her while she grindles on my face. I listen out for her noises and pay attention to her body trying to see what made her happy. If her legs tightened around my head, I’d repeat the action. I ignored the fact that I was tasting Kyle’s come while I lapped at Julia’s opening. When would me degradation end? I ignored the fact that he’d gotten to fuck and touch and come inside of her. I focused on doing whatever made her moan on top of me. After riding my face for ten minutes she came all over me and other than telling me I could stand up she didn’t acknowledge me.

“You’re dismissed, Kyle.”

Julia looks at the crew.

“Our times about up. We’re pretty much finished here, right.’ She asks them. A few of them nod in agreement. “Is there anything else you want to ask me, Star?”, she asks turning back to me.

“Is it okay if I come, Sir?”

“Wrong question. Give yourself five strikes and if they’re not ones I’d approve of I’ll call Kyle back in here.”

Still standing I rest a hand on the middle of the table and my knees on the edge. I twist and give myself the first strike on my red and sore Ass. The crew members snicker in response to me spanking myself and the new angle of me twisting to spank myself forces me to see them all for the first time. I dish out the last four strikes and try to ignore their laughter at my expense.

“Is there something you want to ask me?”

“Do you want me to come, Sir?”

Julia looks at Frank, the director, who hadn’t told anyone to stop rolling. “I don’t know. Do I, Crew?”

Frank didn’t even mull it over. Instead, he replies immediately, “Sadly, in our business there’s no such thing as too much come. So yes. Is everyone ready? Mic!”

The sound person immediately brings the mic over my head ready to follow me wherever I go. Julia walks away for a moment leaving me in limbo. When I see her walk over to the bed, I get hopeful but then she only grabs her wrap dress from the mattress and putting it on she turns back to me.

“The crowd has spoken. Let’s hope you don’t give me any reason change my mind. You may take off your underwear but don’t use your hands.”

I put my legs together and let the material fall. Julia stops in the middle of the room and tells me to come here. I hurry across the room ignoring how my dick bounced. “Kneel and spread your legs.” She tells me. I start to sink to my knees.

“Uh-uh.” She tells me gesturing for me to turn around.

I sigh turning to face the crew and kneel. The sound technician lowers the mic to account for my new position.