It had been a week since Jade had received her script and begun learning her lines. Production was scheduled to begin soon, but the studio had decided to hold a press event to announce the cast, hoping to kickstart some excitement about the movie. Jade was initially excited about the prospect, until Will Turner, the director, had contacted her and told her to wear something to "show off her assets." It made her feel sick to her stomach when she heard it, but she was not in position to object.
Turner had discovered information about her past that she was desperate to keep quiet for fear it would derail her young acting career. He had begun using this information regularly to serve his various sexual whims. Jade felt powerless and so far had given in to his demands.
She considered her wardrobe. It was sadly lacking at present, as up until this movie she had made very little money from acting. But she did have one dress that she felt might at least approach Turner's specifications. It had a plunging neckline and displayed her cleavage in a way that Jade hoped was sexy without being trashy. It would have to do.
Photographers snapped pictures of all the actors in the cast, even Jade, though as the least famous cast member she received less of her attention. Still, she saw that the dress had perhaps actually been a good idea, as it definitely caught the attention of the shutterbugs.
Jade enjoyed the attention, answering questions about her character and about the film in general--keeping plot twists a secret, of course. There were also some celebrities in attendance, and meeting them was an additional treat. It was easy to forget during the whirlwind of activity what was happening behind the scenes.
The Q&A session involved the director and cast sitting at a table, each with a microphone, facing the press and taking questions from them. The bright lights made it difficult to make out faces in the crowd, but Jade kept a smile on her face--even when she felt a hand on her leg. She almost jumped in her seat, but managed to keep her reaction internal instead. She knew whose hand it was. Turner was sitting next to her, innocently looking out at the crowd as he answered a question. Meanwhile, his hand was sliding between her legs. Jade gripped her microphone tighter as he touched her sensitive flesh, trying to close her legs tighter without making her discomfort noticeable. From what she could tell, no one suspected a thing.
After the event, limos arrived to take the cast home. Turner shepherded her to one, getting in after her. Jade swallowed nervously. She settled into the comfortable leather seat, feeling a sense of relief as the car door closed and cut off the noise and flashing lights of the event.
"The press seems enthusiastic," said Turner. "And you made quite the impression, I think."
Jade smiled at what seemed to be a genuine remark. "It was such an honor to meet everyone. I hope this all helps the film."
"That dress should have you on the cover of more than a few magazines, too. People are going to know your name."
Her smile widened. "Thank you, Mr. Turner. I appreciate the support."
Turner noticed her looking around at the interior. He lifted an eyebrow. "First limousine ride?"
"Yes," she laughed, unable to contain her excitement. "I've always dreamed of riding in one."
"They're comfortable, right? Lots of space." Turner pushed a button and brought down the privacy barrier between them and the driver.
Jade felt goosebumps on her skin as she observed his action, but she tried to ignore it. "It's incredible."
"I'm glad you like it. You look like you belong in it." Turner leaned back. "That dress is really sexy. I guess there's no way to wear a bra under a dress like that, is there?"
The turn in the conversation was sudden and unwelcome. Jade shifted her position uncomfortably. "No, I couldn't wear a bra under this dress."
"So if you move wrong, you'd pop right out of it, wouldn't you?"
Jade blushed at the suggestion. "Yeah, probably so."
Turner nodded thoughtfully. "I'd like to see that. Take them out."
Jade hesitated, her instincts telling her to refuse. But she knew what would happen if she did. She decided she had no choice but to comply. With trembling fingers, she loosened the dress and let it fall to her waist. Her large, firm breasts exposed, she bunched up her fingers into fists and rested them beside her legs.
Turner's eyes were glued firmly to her naked torso. "Do you ever play with them?" When she didn't answer immediately, he prompted her again. "Well?"
Jade felt her skin burning. "Only when I'm... umm..."
"Only when you're masturbating," he finished. "That adds to the experience, hmm?"
She couldn't look at him. "Yeah. I guess... I guess it feels good to touch them at the same time."
"I'll bet it does. Let me see you play with them."
