“She had to stop working,” the boss explained though the look on his features indicated that he was taken off guard or hadn't prepared the correct response ahead of time thinking that the issue would not come up.

“Family stuff. Ryder, take care of her. I'm a bit busy, now if you'll excuse me.” The boss left the pair. Ryder was shaking his head behind his back.

“He didn't tell you? Figures. It's rather cramped around here, not to mention distracting. Care for the tour?” If he knew more about what was going on Ryder did not say either. Though at the end of his words his eyes did slip down over her body then back up expressing that there was more to this tour then the obvious.

Holding out an arm to her he encouraged her away from the room and the rather vocal scene at the other end of it.

Shaiya narrowed her eyes slightly, but didn’t say anything. It wasn’t that big a question, he seemed distant about it, evasive even. Odd, that. Even with the throwaway line of “family stuff,” she couldn’t help but wonder what actually happened. Perhaps one of the guys was too rough on the last girl?

Well, that wouldn’t really be a problem for her in that case. She enjoyed getting rough, so she was more likely to get on with the set.

Still, that left her alone with Ryan, a rather studly fellow if she did say so herself. “Sure thing, babe,” she replied with a playful grin, sashaying her hips as she walked with him away from the other actors having their fun. She slipped her arm around his and snuggled up really close, looking up at him and batting her eyelashes flirtatiously.

“Soooo,” she cooed softly, [color=#hotpink]“what did happen to the last gal?”[/color] she asked, looking him up and down as she did. Whatever family situation had come up had to simply be dire if she was giving up a chance to co-star with this leading man.

Ryder came to a stop a few rooms away. Some sound still carried here do to the mics indicating that the good time that the others shared still reached them here. He turned, facing her, eyes melting down her body like a habit then he processed that question as his eyes came back up.

He paused, she could see the gears flowing through his head wondering if he should just stick with the bosses story or tell the truth. “If I told you that you might not to decide to work with me.”

Strong arms pinned her up against the wall. He moved in for a heated kiss that entwined his tongue with her own then he drew away. At this close proximity those neck tats looked real. Either that or they were not the greatest job by the make up department as she could see one that was faded though another seemed vibrant as if done recently, not too recently she guessed if it were real since it should be sore to the touch and she had not been instructed not to touch his neck. Then again she wasn't instructed to do anything yet at all.

“What assurance do I have that you'll stick around?” He grinned at her, hands coming up to that incredible chest rubbing their curve and dragging the cloth there against her skin. Suffice it to say he was a good kisser and well endowed judging by the bulge she could feel somewhere along his thigh.

One thing was for certain he didn't need a fluffer to get him hard and he was already so with that brief kiss. “If you're going to leave then I should give you a reason to stay before hand, hm?”

Shaiya could understand the hesitation. It seemed like a lot of work was going into this one, judging by the rather abundant mic setup. Clearly they wanted to get all the sound they could. Judging by the previous room, it seemed they had some high-end cameras set-up for this little show as well. And renting out an actual prison instead of just putting a set together? Clearly some money's going into this, and they probably didn't need a revolving door of main stars.

She opened her mouth to reply to his statement, she gasped as she was suddenly and violently pinned to the wall, his hard body looming over her as he forced his lips upon hers. She was immediately obedient, moaning and dueling tongues with him, her arms reaching for his hard, chiseled abs, caressing him as he took what he wanted from her. Couldn't they just have her scenes right now? That, Shaiya wouldn't mind at all. Hell, every guy in the building could fuck her, but this one had to go first~

When he finally broke off, she let out soft gasps, feeling her tits being groped by those strong, powerful hands, her top brushing against them and sending shivers down her spine, her nipples clearly showing through the flimsy outfit. Judging by what she was feeling brushing up against her mound, he was clearly just as excited to see her.

When she finally got a chance to respond, Shaiya left all subtlety behind. "You know," she began, "if I wasn't such a whore, I'd be calling the boss about that little stunt." She reached down with both hands, undoing his fly and pulling his pants down, her hands shaking like a junkie as she started rubbing his cock through his underwear. "But since I am, let's keep going. And really, what could it have been? Dogs? Don't mind doing that if needed." Digging his dick out from his underwear, she took hold of it in one hand, eagerly pumping it back and forth as the other gently cupped the large, heavy sack beneath. "Horses? Looks like I'm going to be with one right now~"

She could, of course, go on about how she was a graduate from Shokushu, the oh so prestigious academy, and could do anything she wanted if porn wasn't her passion. But why tell when you could show? She slid down to her knees, the hand stroking his cock retreating, soon replaced by her warm, wet, trembling tongue, running up and down along the shaft, her eyes glazing over as she savored the unmistakable taste of rock-hard, ready manhood. "mmmmm, I'll do anything, or anyone, to prove myself..."

A grin greeted her. Obviously Ryder was unconcerned with getting fired over this stunt when there were so many scenes that they needed to get done in a hurry. The shooting schedule wasn't his problem after all, he did his scenes as instructed so his part was being accomplished.

Besides, if she left it would be a shame not to have sampled the new girl at least once. While their paths may cross in a future production there was no guarantee that it would. She could become a big star, one of those girls that only worked with a few guys or never work on a movie with him again. She could go on to sign with another company or get into a web series.

The old way of doing porn was suffering with the digital age. Only the older generation tended to buy actual porn these days since it was so free and available on the web. Some girls made good money from web cameras starting a following and it was amazing that they had managed to pull out all the stops for this production.

The boss had to know a few influential people to pull this off. Perhaps he was blackmailing people. It was not of much interest to him as he focused in on those breasts, hands molding and squeezing them. His attention moved to unbuttoning her shirt as his pants were brought down over his ass. She broke away before he was finished though sinking down to her knees seeing the beast that she had revealed.

It was amazing that he was still conscious with all that diverted blood flow. That stiff member only getting harder as she treated it tasting pre-cum the moment it pressed into her mouth. She heard a groan but he did not blow despite the throbbing sensation that hit her tongue and insides of her mouth.

A hand settled at the back of her head holding her in place but moved as she did not forcing her down that massive rod. It moved with her showing why the boss wanted Ryder to brake her in. He was far less brutish then the other cast allowing her to dictate her own pace.

While he groaned his other hand reached down to smooth over her bra clad breast, fingers dipping beneath it to make flesh on flesh contact.

She was nowhere near as philosophical as her partner, not really thinking about much beyond the moment. And what a moment it was! He tasted of salty pre even as she ran her tongue along the exterior of the shaft, her saliva quickly forming a shiny coat over the powerful, unnaturally hard tool.

This was the only reason she'd come here, really. Unlike most girls, she had no delusions of celebrity in 'legitimate' film, nor did she have any unsavory habits that needed funding. No, her only addiction was right in front of her - hard, throbbing cock, and all the pleasures it could give her.

Feeling a hand at the back of her head, she slipped the head of his meaty tool past her full, overly puffy lips and looked up at him, her hands helping him finish undoing her top before she shrugged it off her shoulders. Not content with that, she reached back, practiced fingers unclasping her bra, the frilly undergarment springing off her chest as it was relieved of the pressure, her tits wobbling in their newfound freedom, allowing his other hand to paw and grope at them much more freely.

She suckled on the head for a bit, gazing up at him and moaning softly as she did, but noticed that the hand at the back of her neck didn't push her forward. She was fairly certain that being able to handle rough treatment was listed as a requirement on the contract for this particular little jaunt. Well, as before, it was better to show than tell. Her eyes staring sharply at him as she suddenly and violently pushed her face down, swallowing the whole of his cock down her tight, hungry throat. As her lips pressed against his groin, she sealed them around the shaft, holding herself in place and crossing her arms behind her back, as if to show off her skill in 'sword'-swallowing.

An audible gasp parted his lips when she removed that bra though it was soft it could be discerned at this close range. He certainly enjoyed what he saw and now felt even if he was unable to get a great look of all that succulent flesh as he gazed down at her.

That hand exploring her more fully, his eyes widening unprepared for her actions as she swallowed the whole of him. Shock and amazement had been etched there. Ryder was big, big enough where no one had managed to deep throat him until now that was.

The hand at the back of her head tightened as he grasped locks holding her in place as those lips stretched out over his member. For nearly a minute he didn't allow her to move then his hips began shuffling forward that hand allowing her to draw back only to greedily pull her back now that he knew about that particular trick of hers.

“Fuck … you like that! Oh I see how you can gobble that all up!” His hand and hip grew faster as a finger brushed over her nipple. She caught movement in the room then someone stopped.

“Damn girl.” The observer stated, someone on staff she guess. He was hard to see beyond Ryder and by Ryder's reaction it wasn't anything to be alarmed about. Besides he had been use to people watching him have sex and did not stop. In fact he sped up until she felt him throbbing a few minutes later.

A gush of creamy seed greeted her tongue causing him to groan and hold still while lodged deep in her throat. He certainly wasn't finished though he paused there for a second as spurts of his seed passed down her throat to her belly as he attempted to collect himself for what was yet to come.

Shaiya moaned softly around the massive tool ramming itself down her hungry throat as she suckled blissfully, drool running down her chin and chest, her nipples trembling from the hand wandering around her massive breast flesh.

She could hear someone else speaking, but who would be impressed by someone sucking dick at a porn shoot? Yeah, they were having some fun on the side and off-camera, but aside from that, nothing that was happening seemed all that out of the ordinary.

Her mind quickly returned to the task at hand as she felt his tool throbbing against her twitching tongue. Gazing intently up at him, she pushed her face into his groin again, gulping loudly as she felt spurt after hot, creamy spurt of seed. Her lips a tight, hungry seal, she kept sucking, not letting even a drop escape as she continued sucking, her throat a tight vice around the tool, stroking the length as she swallowed, as if desperately milking his cock for every precious drop.

Whoever was here with them had to be one of the mic operators or a cameraman that didn't get involved in the seedier side of things. Perhaps it was not normal in doing things on location but she couldn't imagine anyone in the business being a prude in that regard.

No, none of that made sense. Perhaps … yes that had to be it … deep throating Ryder was no easy feat. Was that what got the man's interest? Had no one been able to do that before? She heard a groan from above as she kept sucking that sensitive member.

Ryder was still hard and throbbing but he did not draw away. Rather he sucked it up, a hand caressing the back of her head while the other explored her breast.

His index finger flicked against a nipple then ran over it between his hand squeezing against that tit flesh. “I'm going to look forward to those scenes we have to re-shoot.”

His hand held her over his length for a long while as she sucked out those following spurts. When he let go of her head he reached down with a hand assisting her up to her feet. “My turn.”

She would see that the man watching them was a bit older, maybe middle aged wearing a blue baseball cap and dressed in a blue jumpsuit. Next to him was a trash bag that he had set down and she could see that he was still flaccid or didn't possess much downstairs. He must have been a janitor of some sort.

As she processed that Ryder was already drawing down her panties. Soon she would feel the tip of a finger rubbing against her clit as he leaned forward, his tongue skimming over that slit in a long slow lick.

It was his turn to flick his gaze up but those tits kept her unseen for the most part. He went back to work with another long slow lick directly against her sex then spread her opened licking all about the rim of that entrance building her up for his tongue, a tongue she would find that was longer then she would have expected.

Shaiya barely paid as much attention to the janitor fellow, rather occupied with the massive tool throbbing down her throat, pumping way more seed than she was used to, though nowhere near enough to make her uncomfortable. She lived for this, after all.

Finally slipping her lips off the tool with a squishy plop, she was surprised to see it still quite full of life and at full attention. She knew porn shoots weren't exactly short of male enhancement pills, but she didn't quite expect them to work so well. Shouldn't have surprised her, really; from what she'd heard, studios could fire off thirty movies a day, so they needed the guys up at all times.

Slipping up to her feet and parting her legs for a bit, she grunted at the finger stroking her clit and the tongue playing deeper into her than she had expected. "F-Fuck..." she grunted, licking her lips. She didn't usually enjoy guys working their tongues on her - she preferred the rough stuff over the gentle - but she couldn't help but shiver as she felt him probing her warm, wet depths, her body suddenly feeling very warm indeed.

She kept her legs nice and open, letting him do whatever he liked, her hands reaching for her breast, groping them, pinching away at her nipples, her own groping only making her more and more horny. Before she knew it, she had a leg hooked around his shoulder gently, her hips spasming as she felt herself rushing with sudden, violent orgasms.

"F-fuck me....!" she cried out, throwing her head back, her heavily bleached blonde hair whipping back as she writhed in need. "Please... I want you inside me..."

He stopped drawing away he stood up after unhooking her leg from his shoulder. His tongue licked his lips, hands scoring over her as he stood. Pressing in he was mere inches from her, that scepter moving closer to those wet depths as those lips sealed over her own.

She would be able to taste herself there. His tongue entwining with her own as the head of that erect shaft pressed against her. At first it didn't seem like he could fit it inside her. Lifting her up by the hips he kept her pinned to the wall as he rubbed that member up against her sex getting himself nice and wet with her juices that combined well with her saliva.

Then he tried again returning to those gates and using a bit of force. Once the head was in the rest of him followed with ease. He kept pushing and pushing inside her reaching a considerable depth. Braking that kiss he gazed at her, observed how she was taking this, then more came.

He was holding off judging just how much she could take. Whether he was fully in or not she didn't know but he began moving, sliding out a few inches nice and slow then driving in harder still throbbing against those walls that contained him.

“Oh yeah. That feels good.”

Moaning softly into the kiss, tongues dueling between their mouths, she trembled against the wall, feeling him pressing against her gushing, soft twat, the heat building inside her as she feels his massive shaft rubbing against her entrance, teasing her with the promise of hot, powerful fucking.

Wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist, she let out a long, throaty moan as she felt him sliding into her, setting her nerves afire. "Aahhhh!!" She let out a long, high-pitched wail as he plowed deep inside her, feeling him so deep inside her, reminding her of her time at Shokushu...

"Y-Yes..." she cooed, flashing him a grin as he began moving, her body writhing against the wall, tits rubbing against his chest as she was impaled over and over again, feeling him sliding out slowly, only to ram himself back inside harder. Her pussy was a tight, eager sleeve, clenching and pulling greedily at the thick, meaty tool, trembling and gushing juices all over his massive tool. "M-more..." she cried out. "D-Don't hold back... Give me everything... Aaahhhhh... Use me... Fuck me..."

Her seemingly endless eagerness showed off once again, hips pumping back and forth along his length, trying desperately trying to quicken the pace as she leaned her head in, nibbling softly on his ear. "Mmmm... Don't hold back..."

The memory of the school etched into her mind feeling that initial thrust, the size while not as great as those things that plagued the island had been compatible. Then she asked for more feeling more slid into her depths just as slow as he pegged her against the wall.

It felt impossibly big for a human, in many ways in the ball park to some of those beasts. There was a pause then a gasp from that janitor as she felt even more press inside her this time feeling those balls press up against her.

He did not disappoint when it came to size, big even by human standards. Clearly no one had taken it all before based on the reaction from the audience of one. Hands reached down to her legs moving between the upper thighs and hips as Ryder held her up against the wall her breasts rubbing against his chest as she felt the long length slowly retreat from her then drive all the way back inside those tight depths that shaped itself around him.

At the apex of that thrust she heard the squishing sounds from their joined bodies. Then she felt each inch of him retreat nice and slow before slamming back inside her, those hips angling against hers in an effort to hit her in different spots, a challenge since he was so thick he hit virtually everywhere at the same time.

“Nice and tight,” though with that girth it was unlikely that anyone didn't feel tight, even the loosest of people would be found tight. Slow out fast in, his lips danced against her own, her neck, then that pace gradually increasing so that his retreat matched the speed of that thrust, the thrusts becoming quicker as he drilled into her.

"Aahhh....!!" Groaning out her lust, she gazed at him intently, her eyes growing misty and distant as the sensations cascade over her, the impossibly huge tool driving inside her. She could feel him so deep inside, deeper than she'd felt since leaving the island academy. It was heavenly, a feeling of unimaginable pleasure that she'd long missed.

Her legs were parted easily as his hands took hold, her body yielding easily to his every touch, quickly forming a sheen of sweat that made her glisten in the artificial lighting. Her moans and squeals permeated the air, her body writhing. Moaning out from the sheer force of his powerful thrusts, she wrapped embraced him tightly, kissing at his neck and shoulder, her nails running down his back, digging into his flesh as she felt herself cumming over and over again. She couldn't even think straight, the massive cock feeling like it might push out of her womb at any moment, her orgasms coming harder and faster as his pace quickened.

"Fuck... You're huge!" she exclaimed. Her pussy felt stuffed, the smooth muscles of her whore-hole twitching wildly as they clenched around the extreme girth and length, her whole body shaking wildly in the throws of almost constant orgasm. "Fuck me... Fuck that slutty pussy!"

Her mind went back to those halcyon days, of the monsters and demons that ravaged her nearly daily, how she'd beg for them to keep her, to never stop screwing her. It felt almost as if she'd finally gotten her wish, that one of them had come to her... And yet, this was a human, wasn't it?

Those tattoos were real, she would have tasted the make up on his flesh if they weren't, Ryder obliged her with more powerful thrusts into her clenching depths. Faster and faster he went turned on by those sounds. Whether their audience of one had still been present had been anyone's guess until powerful arms drew her away from the wall still holding her up, still impaling her though not as quickly as there was no support now to keep her still enough to drive into.

Instead of those full thrusts his hands grab her hips lifting her up off that rod then pulling her down sharply forever keeping her in place as he walked towards the center of the room.

“Take that table cloth off. Put it there,” only then had she been alerted to the fact that the janitor was still present as Ryder spoke to the obedient man. A cloth laid out for her she was set down.

Once her back touched down he was at her again thrusting away at her core until those tight muscles felt him twitch once, then once more. “Cream filled or a layer of glaze?” He grinned down at her as he seized a breast sucking on the other mound as his tongue rolled against the nipple.