Victoria trotted her way into the small porn studio, humming happily to herself as she enjoyed the early spring sun that had crept it's way back over Los Angeles again. Her white heels clacked lightly on the tiles of the lobby as she entered the building, closing the door with the small production company's logo, (a swirling black and white spiral), behind her.
"Victoria, so good to see you!"
As usual she was met with the glowing smile and excitable voice of Tina, the tiny brunette receptionist and part time model that worked for Phil Hendricks, the producer. She got out behind her desk and ran over to give the much taller blonde a big hug. The height difference left Tina perfectly at chest level as she squeezed Victoria
"Easy, Tina, you're liable to smother yourself in there someday," Victoria said with a laugh as Tina withdrew herself from Victoria's deep cleavage. Tina pulled back with a blush, but she laughed along with her.
"Wouldn't be the first time me and your tits got familiar with each other," she said with a giggle, "remember 'Tit-nosis Part Three?" Victoria laughed.
"How could I forget? That was my first three-way!"
Tina raised her eyebrows skeptically.
"Ok...my first three-way that was filmed," she relented, causing another giggle from Tina, making her own impressive chest jiggle under her thin tank-top.
"That one was definitely my favorite though," Tina said, smiling nostalgically, "you can play quite the hypnotist when Phil writes the scene that way."
"Oh, absolutely," Victoria said, a playful glint in her baby-blue eyes as she undid a couple buttons at the top of her dress, revealing no bra and a perky set of large breasts that laughed in the face of gravity.
"Looook at my perfect tits, watch them sway baaaaaack and forth, you want to be my mindless titty slaaaave," Victoria said in an exaggerated voice, swaying her chest side to side.
"I, uh..." Tina said, losing her train of thought as she stared at Victoria's beautiful, freckled tits. "Yeah, slave," she mumbled, eyes glued. Victoria laughed and buttoned her dress back up, and Tina shook her head.
"You're so good at this, Tina, for a second it looked like you really were hypnotized!"
"Yeah, maybe I was a little, I filmed a real session with Phil before lunch, I guess I'm still a little spacey," she said, blushing. "You should really try it sometime!"
"Maybe in the future, but for now I'm perfectly fine keeping my wits while all about me are losing theirs," Victoria said, finishing up her buttons. Tina shook her head and smiled as she hit a button on her desk to let Phil know Victoria was coming in.
"Leave it to the porn star to quote Kipling at me," Tina said as she waved Victoria in.
"Leave it to the ditzy secretary to even know who that is."
Tina stuck her tongue out at her and Victoria chuckled as she entered the small studio. There was only one person in there today, Phil, the tall, muscular director, writer, producer, and often star of Spiral Sessions, the Internet's hottest site for real and fake hypnosis fetish content. Phil was currently setting up one of the camera's aimed at a small fake apartment setting. Victoria took her heels off and snuck up behind him and slapped his ass.
"Yeouch!" he shouted, startled, then saw the laughing blonde bombshell and sighed.
"You know, technically that's sexual harassment," he said sternly, but Victoria wasn't buying it.
"Oh, please, two weeks ago you paid me to do that to you," she said, rolling her eyes. Phil tried to stay stern, but he cracked a smile and started laughing.
"Good to see you," he said, giving her a hug.
"You too!" she said, happily returning it before pulling back. "Now, which scene are we shooting today? I'm on the clock."
"Well, technically I have two movies I need filled by the end of the week, but one is an actual hypnosis session, which would of course pay more-"
"I appreciate it, but I'm still a no for now," she said, interrupting him with a polite smile. Phil just nodded understandingly and moved on.
"Ok, then today will be short-ish. The gist of it is that you're my uptight girlfriend who is burnout at her job-"
"Why does every woman have to start as either an uptight girl that needs to lose her mind or a bitch that needs to be put in her place in most of these videos?" Victoria asked, sighing.
"It's an easy set-up, but frankly hypnotizing and fucking gorgeous women is more fun to viewers when the woman seems like she deserves to be saved or taken down a peg."
"Yeah, tell that to the two hours me and that tall Russian model spent dressed as nuns last December," she said, rolling her eyes again."
"...fair point, anyways; you come home from work, exhausted and hating your job, I suggest you become a stripper for more time and money, you get mad, I hypnotize you to forgive me, blow me, then dress up and strip in the bedroom before we have sex. Sound good?" Phil asked.
"Sounds like 70% of every video I've ever shot here, but that's never stopped us before," she replied, "wardrobe?"
"Same place, your choices are laid out, I did have more requests on the site for stockings and pantyhose though, if you'd be so kind."
"Well I'd hate to disappoint the little people," Victoria replied, fake fanning herself like a starlet of Old Hollywood, "besides, my legs look dynamite in stockings."
Fifteen minutes later Victoria strutted through the door of the fake set as the camera rolled, and Phil had to admit she was right. She had on a pair of black heels and white stockings that made her long, shapely legs look amazing. The stockings disappeared underneath the bottom of a short white pencil skirt that looked like it was painted on her mouth-watering hips and rear. She also wore a matching coat over a black blouse with an amount of cleavage that would get her fired, (or promoted), in a real workplace. To finish off the look she had her hair in a tight bun and put on a pair of fake glasses.
Victoria sighed heavily as she sat on the couch next to Phil, who was pretending to watch TV.
