‘Shouldn’t we think about locking that?’
‘Why?’ said Sands. ‘If anyone bothers to come down here – which they won’t, having no business to – they’ll just see what’s what, won’t they?’
‘What do you mean?’
He stepped closer and whispered into my ear.
‘They’ll see a very badly behaved young woman behaving very badly, won’t they? And getting her just desserts. Getting her dirty, greedy, filthy desserts, on her knees in the dust. Two men going at her. And a sore, bright red bum. I don’t think they’ll get the wrong idea, will they?’
‘No,’ I whispered back.
‘No,’ he reiterated. ‘So undress. Or perhaps you’d like Leo here to help you?’
‘I’m fine.’
In a kind of trance, I began removing the rest of my clothes. First my stockings, and then my thong. I was shimmering, glittering, glowing.
I looked down at my breasts, noting the swollen state of my nipples. Somebody needed to touch them. Now.
I walked up to Leo and cupped them in invitation.
He understood, and put the pad of one thick finger to my stiff red bud.
I looked over at Sands. This was all about him watching me, for some reason. Watching me and grading me, dispassionately. Something about that turned me on more than I could express.
I imagined his review in my head as events unfolded.
Caroline Reddish was an adequately whorish little piece, bringing flashes of submissive brilliance to her role. The moment when she begged her lover to pinch her nipples is a case in point.
I sucked in my breath, feeling the burn of pain as Leo, with a stunned look on his face, closed his finger and thumb tight.
‘Yes,’ I whispered, looking again at Sands. ‘Hurt me. I need it.’
‘Get on your knees and suck him,’ said Sands abruptly.
A frustrated director – I knew it!
I obeyed swiftly, wishing the floor wasn’t quite so grimy, but then I thought it was fitting and I should get my knees dirty.
‘I want to see that slutty mouth wrapped right around his cock,’ said Sands.
Leo stood there, motionless, while I unbuttoned his fancy trousers then guided the elastic of his boxers over the swollen cockhead they concealed. I’d always thought he’d be a big boy, and I was on the money, it seemed.
The oral sex scene in the first act gave Ms Reddish an opportunity to use that greedy mouth of hers to stimulating effect. Leo Bradley played strong and silent to the hilt, but the simmering tension beneath was apparent to all.
He jerked his hips forward, eager to get my lips on him. I sucked him down, enjoying the warm bulk when it filled my cheeks and lay on my tongue.
‘She’s done that before,’ commented Sands. ‘She’s an experienced cocksucker, I’d say.’
Reddish demonstrated ample technique in the art of fellatio, but Bradley didn’t allow himself to be bested, taking his co-star by the hair and roughly fucking her face.
He stopped when I began to gag.
‘You all right, Cal?’
‘She’s fine,’ said Sands, laconically. ‘She likes it rough. Don’t you?’
I nodded, mouth still full, but it seemed my performance was destined to be cut short anyway.