Just a quick note before you get into the story. This is a long story in 4 parts, and it's one of my slowest stories. The real sex happens only in the very last part. I hope you like it. Your feedback is welcome.
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Kate walked out of the Arrivals and found the man in the driver's uniform holding a placard with her name on it – "Kate Upton". He was an athletically built man of about 40 years of age and not too bad looking, but she hardly noticed. She let him take care of her suitcase and followed him outside to the big black Mercedes. He opened the door after placing her stuff in the boot and she got in.
Rakesh watched as she got into the car, his eyes were downcast, apparently out of respect but he was actually watching her long, shapely legs in that short dress as she got in. He had been a driver for many years and knew how to ogle a high-society woman without being caught.
He climbed into the driving seat and adjusted the mirror so he could see her easily without moving his head much.
He looked back, "Madam, Sir has told me to bring you to the mansion in comfort. There is food and drink in the fridge. Would you like a drink before we start?"
Kate looked up, "No, not just now, thank you. How long will it take to get there?"
"About an hour or so, Madam, depending on traffic."
"Okay, I will wait then."
"Sure ma'am. Just let me know if you need anything."
"Thank you."
"My pleasure, ma'am."
It's not like he didn't know who he was transporting. He had seen her bikini photos in last month's Vogue and her calendar was hanging in his quarter in which she was wearing tiny bikinis or sometimes even less.
Kate took out her compact and started fixing her makeup. She was nervous. She was a supermodel and quite assured of her place in the international modelling market. But she had not yet been able to secure a role in any Hollywood movies. That's why she had been instantly excited when she got a call from India two days ago.
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"Hello"
"Miss Kate Upton?" a female voice
"Yes, speaking?" she said with slight breathlessness, she could detect a touch of the Indian accent in the girl's voice and her mind was already racing, thinking of the possibilities.
"Hello Miss Upton, my name is Amrita Rao, I am Mr. Romeo's secretary, and he..."
"Romeo, the Bollywood director?" she couldn't contain her excitement.
"Yes, Miss Kate, the same Mr. Romeo who has launched countless careers with his films." There was a hint of a tolerant smile in the tone.
"Oh wow!" She was not able to hide her excitement and she didn't want to. This was the kind of opportunity she had dreamed of and she was not going to play games with Romeo or his secretary.
"Mr. Romeo has come across your portfolio, and he is considering you for an item number in his next movie. Are you interested?"
"Oh yes, yes. Yes!"
"Good. I should tell you that even though it's only an item number role, you will be put through the audition process just like a female lead. Expect to be checked out thoroughly."
"Yes, of course!" She expected as much. Romeo was notoriously for being extremely picky about the girls in his films. An item number in his film could give her career the jumpstart it really needed.
"And Sir doesn't work with divas and brats. He would expect absolute obedience from you at all times. The girls who are not ready for complete submission do not get anywhere with him. Am I making myself clear?" The voice took on an edge.
"Yes, Ma'am." She didn't even ask what she meant by complete submission. She had an idea. She was not new to the show business.
"Good." The girl at the other end sounded satisfied with her ready acquiescence, "I will email you the travel arrangements. There will be somebody to pick you up at the airport."
"Thank you. Thank you so much for the opportunity."
"You are quite welcome."
The line went dead and Kate stood there with a racing heart, thinking of her future with stars in her eyes.
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Rakesh drove expertly but also kept checking her out in the rear-view mirror. As she squirmed while lost in thought, her breasts heaved, struggling against this thin, long nightshirt type top that she was wearing. It was a single garment that covered up to her thighs but no more. It was loose and draped very suggestively around her curves. It was very obvious that she was not wearing a bra and her full breasts were outlined by the thin white fabric every time she moved.
"Complete submission", she thought. What did that really mean? And did it really matter?
It was not like she was not aware of the workings of show business. She had become one of the top models in a matter of 6 months. In order to achieve that she had spread her legs for many top photographers, agency owners and magazine editors. In fact, while there was no shortage of men who wanted to date her, fuck her or marry her, she made it a point only to fuck those men who could help her career. Once she had opened her legs for a top blogger as well and was featured on his very popular blog for several weeks.
While thinking all this she did not notice how a movement of her leg opened her dress and the slit fell open in a way that exposed her left leg all the way up. Rakesh licked his lips as he stole glances at her smooth, long, white leg. So far he had only been thinking about how it would feel to grab her perfect tits in that thin little dress but now his mind filled with images of kneeling between her legs and licking her milky white thighs.
She turned and opened her purse. She looked through the jumble of things and found what she was searching for – a packet of condoms. Most of these powerful people didn't like to use condoms, since she was just a piece of meat for them, but she had her ways to persuade them. So she came prepared.
The second item the fingered inside her purse was a cream of Vaseline. This she was not used to carrying around since she never let anyone enter her ass. But this was different, she could not afford to say no to Romeo. She knew how powerful he was and how useful it would be for her to be in his film. The last girl he had cast as an item girl was Caterina Lopez and she had 3 prestigious offers from Hollywood producers before she got back to America.
Rakesh's eyes were glued to the rear-view mirror. As Kate rummaged around in her purse her she turned a little more and her dress open even more, a thin sliver of lace panties came into view. Rakesh could feel his cock stirring in his pants as he imagined touching those thin, lacy panties, feeling her smooth, soft pussy under them...
Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep!!!
The loud car-horn brought him back to reality. He had let his eyes get off the road and get too involved in the view in the rearview mirror. Fortunately, he stole a glance, Kate hadn't noticed.
Kate was still thinking about that total submission thing. It's not like she was totally innocent, she had seen movies, porn, BDSM, there were so many rough, disgusting things a man could do to a girl. Some of those things looked painful others just humiliating and degrading. Like one man used to hang his female slaves from rings in the ceiling and whip their breasts! Ouch! She was not against a bit of light spanking as part of foreplay but that was brutal. Yet as she thought about those dirty, disgusting deeds, she felt a tingle between her legs.
She tried to be stop thinking about it. It wouldn't be good to be wet when she reached there. But then, if he was going to fuck her right away, he might like it. It differed from man to man, some wanted to have their piece of meat right away, others liked to drink first. None of them could hold on for more than half an hour after they saw her.
This line of thinking wasn't helping either. Her pussy started to fill with juices as she thought about what awaited her at the end of her car ride. A powerful man, who could make or break her career, who was going to use her like a slut...she rubbed her legs together, trying to get the juices to not drip.
They entered through a set of a big iron gates and after following a wide driveway Rakesh stopped the car in front of the main door of a big mansion. While she was collecting her purse and jacket, he came around to open her door.
"Please go in, I will bring your suitcases."
"Thank you."
As she stepped out and walked to the door Rakesh's eyes followed her, watching her shapely ass. He was still thinking about those panties. When she walked the fabric of her short, loose dress hugged her ass and clung to the shapely cheeks.
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"Hello Kate, Welcome to India.", a perky, extremely beautiful girl in a short skirt and halter top came out of the house and offered her a hand, "I am Amrita Rao, I am Sir's personal secretary. We talked on the phone?"
Kate felt a relief. She was a bit intimidated by the size of the mansion but Amrita seemed quite friendly.
"Oh yes." She replied, "Thank you."
"Come, I will show you your room. You have had a long journey, you will need time to freshen up and rest for a while. You will have some jetlag as well for the first couple of days, I am sure. I will have some fruits and sandwiches sent to your room so you can eat after you freshen up or later when you feel hungry. If you need anything..."
