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"But you can't do that. It's not in the contract."
The woman laughed at her, "Its not not in the contract. You're being sold to Valentino and you're his property now." The woman snorted, "Good luck with that obnoxious bastard."
She hesitated and hoped for sympathy with her next words, "His porn is mostly men." Mary Jane had signed the contract with the pimp mistress while seeking protection. At the time she didn't know that it would lead to a life as a lesbian porn star.
The mistress stood up tall and making Mary Jane feel small and insignificant, "Well then you're gunna have to learn how to take a dick real soon, now aren't ya?"
That was the news she had heard that morning and now it was evening and she was being tossed into a dressing room at a different porn studio. She recognized Valentino and the guy he was getting angry at was porn star Angel Dust.
"Hmm, My purchase has arrived!" He sings to himself as he starts to inspect her.
"You're dusctusting." Mary Jane spits her words, "And I don't fuck men."
Valentino laughed, "I own you now. You fuck whoever I tell you to." He licks his lips, "And Papi will be the first to sample." He starts to manhandle her.
"You will not." She snarls at him.
"The fuck I won't. I own you." He tosses her toward Angel Dust who catches her by her shoulders, "I own the both of you. And yet, you fight me." The chains of smoke manifest, Angel's pink while hers were purple.
Two contracts conjure up, one she recognizes as her own, only now instead of having her mistresses name at the top it was now scratched out and said Valentino. The other contract which she assumed was Angel Dusts had the name Anthony at the bottom.
"If I say I'm going to fuck you or beat you or fight you. You. Will. Submit."
Mary Jane pulls at the chain, "Beat me all you want but my contract says no fucking. Did you even read it?"
Valentino takes a moment to eye the contract with her name on it. Dissolving the chains along with Angel's contract.
She heard him murmuring over the golden paper before cussing, "That bitch!" He was probably referring to her old mistress.
"Does she do this to all of her property?" His question was more rhetorical but she still answered.
"She believes that business and pleasure with herself should be divided."
Valentino's eyes twitched at the contract but then a wicked grin grew, "You're to remain an unplucked flower outside of the studio?"
He laughed and clenched his stomach, "You're a fucking virgin? A virgin lesbian slut."
Mary Jane felt her fists tighten.
"Val, give the girl a break. She just got here." Angel Dust spoke.
"Ohhoho. Making quick friends already?" And then Valentino looked between the two queer porn stars . His mouth twisting sadistically.
"Angel Dust will fuck you on live."
"But he's gay."
Val lifted a brow, "If I tell Angel to fuck, he fucks. Viewers love to see their favorite celebrities' change things up. It's a scandal. Take this time to get to know one another. You're on in five."
The door slams shut and they're left alone, Angel Dust dropping his hands from her shoulders.
They were silent for a moment before Mary Jane speaks up, "I've never been with a man."
Angel sighs, "I have my preferences but I promise I aint bad toots."
She could hear that he was trying to lighten the mood but even so she felt the tears in the corners of her eyes. She looked up at the ceiling to try to force them not to spill. All it did was change the directory.
"Hey, don't cry." Angel approaches her.
"I'm going to need some pot." She spoke evenly.
"Dat ain't really the drug of choice round here." Angel spoke and then sighed, "Look, I'm pretty fem and maybe that will work in your favor. I can't promise somethin special out dere. But I can promise I wont hurtcha."
She contemplated that for a moment but in the end she didn't have much other choice.
"Thanks." She spoke softly.
"Notta problem."
The door opened and a demon told them that they were due.
Angel held her hand leading her out of the dressing room and into the studio. His hand kept her grounded.
"How sweet." She heard Valentino's sarcastic voice, "Now get over there so we can start this shit fest."
"Smile." Angel whispered through her hair and into her ear, "They don't care if its fake."
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'They don't care if its fake.'
She repeated that in her head while they were in the room that felt very 'sleepover' with all of the pinks and fluffy pillow.
Angel Dust was really good at being seductive with her. Feeling up her arms and then pushing her down onto the mattress. Crawling over her body. Mary Jane wasn't short but she felt it with Angel Dust's body hovering over hers.
Mary Jane didn't mind pulling and tugging at his body. Playing on the 'I want you' and the 'I need you' impressions.
It was when Angel Dust's tongue came out and started to lap across her neck that she had to repeat her mantra.
'They don't care if its fake.'
Her eyes closed and she imagined that the situation was different. Angel Dust was right though. It was earlier with him being feminine. Being able to feel his slender figure and tufted chest.
When he let out the most liquifying moan it made her pause because she wasn't sure what was real and what was fake. Although she stopped Angel Dust kept on track with trailing down her body. He didn't stop for warning or any preparations, he went for it. His wet tongue sliding up through her folds and flicking at her clit.
Their eyes met. Mary Jane gasped looking into his eyes. His one black eye to her two. A smirk on his face at her moaned inhale. It was like they were having a conversation through their gazes.
Angel Dust telling her to enjoy it and her head falling back as she let herself become consumed by him. Her mind seeking a high on its own as the skilled actor lapped away at her.
There was a blinking light she could barely see through her hazy eyes.
The wet appendage stops and Angel makes way to being a beautiful shadow that was cast over her. Leaning forward he kisses her cheek and leans to the shell of her ear.
"Sorry I couldn't prep ya more. Val flashed the light." The voice was a whisper.
The light. Sometimes the studio has a light system for live shows. Flashing it meant to hurry up basically.
Mary Jane didn't want to look down at the feminine male as he sat up and got himself set up between her legs. His eyes on himself as he pumped his growing penis in front of her wet cunt.
She was still live on camera and had to make a show of it, "Are you doing to fuck me Angel Dust?" She bit her lip as his face shot up to look at hers, "You going to fuck me the way you like to get fucked?"
There was worry in her eyes. She was scared but she was also scared for him. He was just as gay as she was. But then again she had seen him in a video before with a girl.
Her eyes scan the background and she sees Valentino. Or maybe he really just doesn't have a choice.
"Yeah." Angel Dust's voice comes out husky as he uses his tip to slide across her wet folds, "I'm going to make you feel soo good." He starts to slowly push into her entrance. Mary Jane could tell that he was trying to be mindful.
The light flashes again. This time repeatedly and it was a fast blinking.
A bittersweet smile casts across Angel's face and it doesn't reach his eyes, "Alright Doll. Hold on tight, we're going for a ride."
He warned her but it wasn't something she was ever going to truly be ready for. Her hands bit into the sheets as she felt Angel Dust sheath himself and begin to pump. She watched as his face fought against the pleasure he was getting from being inside her.
"Does it feel good?" She spoke and found that speaking helped her through it.
Angel Dust nodded his head. His white hair all over the place, "Your pussy feels good around my cock." He struggled with his words.
The light flickered some more and that's when Angel lifted a hand and slid it down her body to her clit. Making soft circles.
"Let's finish this MJ." She watched as his face contorted with pleasure and his drive finally hit a spot inside her that she didn't know she had.
A nickname, his fingers on her clit and the rubbing of his head against her internal soft spot quickly became too much, "Fuck." She found herself moaning.
"Yeah. There you go Baby."
Before she knew it her inside burns and it felt like an explosion. But there was something else too. She felt a fullness drowning inside her that wasn't from her.
Looking up at Angel Dust she watched as he shook and came inside of her.
It was all happening so fast, "That's a wrap." Valentino announces and heads to the mattress, "Everybody out."
While Angel Dust still over her body the tall moth comes to the bed, "Here you go Angel. A reward for doing so great." He was holding up a small baggie with white powder.
"I don't do that stuff no more." The spider spoke.
"Oh, Your whole 'redemption' thing." Valentino spoke sarcastically and then pushed Angel back onto her body, "Whatever." He bore a wicked grin, "If I can't fuck you Mary Jane. I'll just have to find another way."
He was undoing his pants and then pointed at the two of them, "That shit made me hard. I forget that you make a decent top sometimes Angel," He pulls out his dick and starts to stroke it, "But I'm going to remind you of just how much of a bottom you both are."
Mary Jane couldn't see too much past Angel's body but could see that Valentino was behind him. She watched Angel's face and watched as he was penetrated by the moth. An involuntary moan coming from Angel's lips, followed by a blush of embarrassment at her witnessing it this close.
"Fuck her while I fuck you." The order was loud and clear. When Angel didn't move his pink chains appeared.
"I got it." She interjected as she moved her hand between them and found his shaft. It was strange to touch it after not even looking at it before it went inside her. Lining it up just before it's pushed in.
It wasn't Angel's pace of movement, it was Valentino's and Angel Dust was much more intimately close to her now that Val was with them.
Mary Jane's arms wrapped around Angel's shoulders and spoke in her ear, "We're in this together. Let us at least try to enjoy it."
Angel Dust's head nodded in her shoulder and that's what they agreed on. Moaning and trying to only focus on one another and to mentally leave the current moment.
She shifted so to try and make it better for Angel and Angel would use his hands to rub on her to feel good.
Before long Valentino was done with them and told them that they could leave.
When she shifted on the mattress both her and Angel spotted the crimson stain she had made, "It'll heal MJ." He had tried to reassure her.
They continued to sit in silence before Mary Jane broke it, "I don't have anywhere to go."
"I know a place."
END.