It had been nearly three weeks since my humiliating experience in the warehouse. Although he had paid me 1/3 of the money he promised, Ford had not contacted me about the two other scenes I was required to appear in. My sore, overworked nipples and pussy had healed and my pride was recovering from the experience. I was beginning to think he might let me off the hook. I still owed quite a bit of money in college loans, and there was the matter of the $50,000 fine if I did not comply. I didn't have long to contemplate the situation. When I returned from my morning workout, I discovered a message from Ford on my answering machine requesting my presence at the warehouse that afternoon.
Reaching for my keys with shaking hands, I wondered what today's scene would entail. I knew from the last filming that anything goes. I closed my eyes and braced myself against the wall, reminding myself that I had no choice and it would all be over soon.
I saw Ford immediately upon entering the warehouse. He was watching a scene being filmed on Set 5. He was smiling and I knew he was pleased with the results of whatever erotic fantasy was being portrayed there. He walked toward me and directed me back to Set 8 where the previous scene had been filmed.
"Nice to see you," he said with a sardonic smile. "We have such fun planned for you today." I was visibly shaking and I dropped my purse and keys to the ground at his comment. Ford laughed a wicked laugh as he stepped onto the set.
I looked at my surroundings. A counter with a cash register replaced the examination table and other hospital props. The other props were now those normally found in a convenience store. Among the aisles of quick food items was a thin pole that extended to the ceiling. I wondered what could possibly happen in a convenience store that would be considered erotic.
Ford told me to go see April and have her help me prepare for the scene. I nervously walked into April's portion of the warehouse. She was in charge of costumes, makeup, hair, and skin. April was a pretty, petite, blonde woman. She smiled at me and told me to undress completely and sit in her chair. I felt my anxiety growing and had trouble removing my clothes. She stepped close to me and slid my tank over my head revealing my round, perky breasts. My pink nipples immediately hardened from the cool air. April smiled sweetly as she said, "You have lovely tits. No wonder Ford wants you for this scene today." Just to prove her point she ran her slender fingers over each breast softly, and played with my nipples a bit before helping me remove my lacey panties. I wanted to crawl under anything and hide. I stood fully naked before her as she seemed to be assessing my body. She ran her pink nails over every inch of my flesh, seemingly committing my body to her memory for future needs.
I sat in her chair fully aware of my nakedness. I closed my eyes because I could not look at her without any clothes on. She brushed, curled, and styled my hair onto my head. She curled long pieces of my hair and left them around my face. I kept my eyes closed as she applied my makeup. I knew I would be wearing a lot. Women did in these kinds of movies. When she finished, I opened my eyes to see an incredibly naughty looking woman staring back at me. If I were meeting me for the first time, I would assume that look meant "fuck me hard and now!" I couldn't breathe as I realized that was exactly what would be happening very soon.
April helped me stand on my wobbly legs and moved me to a counter that contained various bottles and tubes. She squeezed something into her hand, and as she applied it I realized she was oiling my skin for the cameras. She proceeded to rub my back, shoulders, and arms with the substance. My skin began to glisten. She spread the oil across my breasts and worked it in with her small hands. She seemed to take a long time on them and I gasped as she tugged on my nipples, rolling them between her finger and thumb. She moved down over my belly, taking time to shine my naval ring on her way to the thin strip that was my pubic hair. She rubbed my mound with one hand and my ass with the other. She slid her hands between my legs and rubbed my pussy lips and between my ass cheeks. I held my breath and the tears that threatened to fall. As I stood before the mirror looking wanton and glistening I couldn't help but feel a little excited.