500 big ones, I just fucked Emma Watson and got $500 dollars. This was the job one could only dream of and honestly with how much I was paid, I could see why this is a celebrity based service and not for the lonely housewife. But I have no qualms against it as I see my services as a key part of Hollywood. I have sex with women who are either lonely, visiting, or their SO just isn't up to the task. But now I play the waiting game for my next client.
Almost a week passed before I finally got called back to the office. I forgot to mention but they didn't like doing too much business over the phone, getting a call to meet a client in the middle of a crowded restaurant would hurt the business and I was fine with visiting the office as it was very nice.
I walked into Lauren's office and sat in the same chair where I first signed my boring life then turned it into a great future full of depravity and lust. But like I said before, I didn't give a shit about how "sinful" my life was, I absolutely love having sex for money.
"Good morning George, I want you to know Ms. W gave you a perfect 5 star rating, pretty impressive for your first client." She said, but then went back to her computer. "The next client is in town filming a new superhero movie, I can't say much about it, but I feel like you've seen her in more than just hero films."
I was wondering if that meant she did porn before or she is just a versatile actress. But I won't give it that much thought as I knew I would find later this day.
"So when am I meeting this client?" I asked, eager to get out there and fuck another celebrity.
"The client expect you within the hour, so you don't have to walk around before meeting, just head straight to her. " She said, sending me a text of the address and the room number. "The same hotel, but a different room, wonder if they have a close association with the agency." I thought to myself before arising from my chair and making the walk to the hotel.
Once again, I walked into the hotel, minding my own business and ignoring the bustle of the lobby. To any onlooker, I was just a man going back to his room, but I was glad I wasn't a guest there because that would mean I wasn't going to fuck the brains out of some lucky woman. I took the elevator to the 6th floor. Walked quite a ways to the room and knocked on the door.
"Hello, it's George," I tried to remember the script they gave me if the door isn't unlocked, "Just looking for some Stars." I heard some shuffling and some footsteps then the familiar sound of a door being unlocked, the door opened and a hand popped out, grabbed my shirt and dragged me inside. The door was then locked behind me as I turned around to see who it was.
"Wow, Mary Elizabeth Winstead? Is that really you?" I do not know why I asked that question, though I should not be surprised. I heard they were filming a sequel to the Birds of Prey movie in Hollywood with the actual Birds of Prey, (Huntress, Black Canary and a cameo of Batgirl.) but I didn't think she was in need of my services.
"Why are you so surprised, I'm just like any other woman except I need someone to fuck, shooting has recently been a major pain and I need some relief." She said, moving close to me, her strawberry scented perfume nearly enveloping my mind. I got a good look at her body and I could tell she was working out for her new role.
She wore a black lace teddy which hugged and complimented each curve of her body. Her small breast covered by a thin amount of cloth, her firm ass demanding to be spanked, her lips, black and luscious. I immediately got hard at the thought of shoving my cock in between those lips and leaving with black lipstick stains all over my dick.
She must of gotten the idea that I was in a dominant mood and I was told she could be quite the sub if I could fulfill her needs to be dominated, so all she said next was, "What is your orders master?"
I could not wait to make Mary my slut, I've been hoping for something like this to happen and now I have the chance. I firmly grabbed her ass, pulling her into me so our lips were inches away, as I teased the idea of kissing her wonderful lips, I pushed her towards the bedroom. "Get on that bed on your hands and knees."
She immediately slid over to the bed, then got on all fours, and eagerly stuck her ass out at me. I was so drawn into this sight, a very shapely ass, waving itself for me. But I was here to make her my slut, not to worship her body. I could do that on another meeting, but for now I had to show her who the man is in this room and that she should never disobey.
I walked up to her and started rubbing her ass against my crouch. I could tell she was wet as I felt her juices through our clothes, she even stained my pants. I knew this was a good opportunity to punish her for getting my clothes dirty, so I grabbed her shoulder with one hand and pulled the other hand bank, palm open.
