If It Seems Too Good To Be True · Part 3

If It Seems Too Good To Be True · Part 3 (3/3)
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My shocked cries only increased as I felt Dominic unsheath himself. Then Dominic spun me around so my back was resting against his bare chest. I let out a surprised shriek when just as swiftly I was raised up and lowered straight down onto his waiting cock. I moaned loudly as Dominic held me there, shifting my hips back and forth while I bit hard into the rubber ball pinned between my teeth. Soon Dominic began lifting me up and down, slowly at first, but soon the pace increased and I felt my legs begin to rise higher giving his shaft better access as he drove deeper up into me.

Soon my high heels were dangling high in the air, giving one camera the perfect view as I was repeatedly impaled. Dominic’s increased pace caused my moans to grow even louder, truly testing the limits of the ball gagging me as I pogoed up and down. My breasts seemed to defy gravity as they bounced and jiggled at the apex of every plunge onto Dominic's cock.

Suddenly the world tilted on its axis as I was rolled face first onto my knees, and Dominic began pounding into my pussy from behind. A loud muffled roar ripped through the room as an incredibly intense orgasm engulfed my being. My cunt clamped down hard on Dominic's cock in an attempt to milk his cock of every drop of cum he could spill into me.

Dominic was now pistoning his cock in just the right spot and my eyes rolled back in intense ecstasy as my body quivered in a pleasure induced convulsion. Then Dominic was jack-hammering in and out my cunt, his cock was a blur until he too roared in a powerful climax and he filled my insides with his hot white cum.

With my face in the sheets I loosely registered Dominic pulling out of me, cum dribbling down the side of my thighs as I collapsed on my side. My breaths were labored as I felt a hand smack and firmly grip the bubble of my ass. Then Dominic's intense voice spoke to me loud enough for the camera to pick up.

“Now genie…you…are…all…MINE!”

With a click, the red lights on the cameras shut off. Still breathing heavily, fluids continued to leak out of me and I eyed Dominic as he got off the bed and began checking his cameras. I watched as Dominic replaced the storage cards and walked over to a table depositing them next to his laptop.

Walking over to a clothing rack, Dominic turned and spoke to me while lifting up another costume.

“Since the first shoot went so well, we're gonna move straight on to the next shoot.”

I made a muffled protest while shaking my head, which I can only assume he deliberately misunderstood.

“Well your next role will be a playboy bunny in which after you performed poorly in your tasks, your director decides you will make up for it by being his personal toy for the night.” Dominic said as he hit a button on the wall and a new backdrop lowered around the set.

Aghast at his demeanor, I could only squirm and moan in dismay as Dominic then approached the bed costume in hand. Dominic, after placing the bunny girl outfit on the corner of the bed, reached over grasping me by my bound ankles and I squeaked loudly as Dominic dragged me to the edge of the bed.

Gripping my ankles, Dominic began untying the ropes restraining me one by one until only the ropes holding my wrists were left. I turned and held out my hands expectantly, but he just laughed before pushing me back on the bed. I exclaimed a muffled “Hey!” but Dominic just started unbuckling and removing my high heels from my feet.

“To save some time, I'm going to leave your wrists tied and I'm going to get you properly attired myself. Also I'm going to leave your gag in so you can stay in character better, okay Lacie?” Dominic seemed to take my frustration as an affirmative and replied “Good, let's continue as we've a good bit of shooting left to do.”

After that he undid the clasps on my hoops and carefully removed my earrings along with the rest of the costumed jewelry from my body. I mewled as Dominic rolled me over onto my stomach and fiddled with the clasps of my bustier at the back and on my shoulders. My dignity or what was left of it was ripped from me as Dominic completely removed my top and soon my skirt followed suit.

My head spun as I was flipped over onto my back once more, Dominic lifting my now bare legs onto his lap. He started sliding a pair of fishnet stockings up my legs until they rested at my waist. I helplessly watched as Dominic grabbed the torso of the playboy bunny costume and slid it over my legs and up my body.

It was red hot and held my waist and breast snugly. Reaching between my legs Dominic pulled the back end up so the leotard wedgied tightly between my ass cheeks. I bucked my hips and let out a quick squeak of surprise as he did this. After I was sat up, Dominic next fastened a dress shirt collar complete with bow tie around my neck and white ruffle cuffs just above the ropes binding each of my wrists.

“Two more pieces and we can start shooting.” I scowled at this and Dominic just laughed.

Walking over to the table and back with another shoe box in hand, Dominic removed a pair of red hot… five… inch… Stiletto heels. Dominic slid each of the shoes delicately onto the soles of my feet… slowly and… Sensually.. A zing ran up my spine as he did so… “And finally, the piéce de resistance for any true playmate…” Dominic said as he slid a pair of red bunny ears into my hair.

There I sat, bound, gagged, clothed in the epitome of men's sexual fantasy, my cunt still wet with juices of arousal and full of semen from being fucked against my will.

The thought turned my face the same color as the skimpy bunny girl costume, I was garbed in.

I felt dizzy from the thoughts and feelings flowing through me. How could things have ended up like this, I had been taken for a fool and now I would be bound, gagged, photographed, and recorded being fucked, for the enjoyment of perverted men all across the internet like a common slut…

As I started to cry, the clicking sound of a camera reached my ears. I looked up to see a wicked grin on Dominic's face as he photographed my despair.

“These photos are gold, keep it up Lacie!”

I squeezed my eyes shut, tears leaking down my cheeks as my shoulders started shaking.

“Beautiful, now fall over on your side. I want you to look absolutely pitiful!”

When I simply stared at Dominic, he sighed before walking over and laying me down onto my side himself as if I were nothing more than a scantily clad mannequin.

“Mmmmmph!”

Dominic started taking more pictures only stopping to pose my face this way, then that way, closing my legs, then crossing them. He would comment on each pose, I however was lost in my own pitiable thoughts the whole time.

I was pulled out of my thoughts when Dominic flipped me onto my stomach, and pulled me halfway off the bed with my knees resting on the floor. Picture taking resumed as Dominic got multiple angles and close up shots of my bunny tail clad rear end.

Shortly after the clicking stopped, I felt rope being fed under my arms and soon my elbows were drawn together. As my elbows came close to touching, my tits were pushed further out into the mattress. Dominic shot another dozen or so pictures before I was lifted onto my heels and guided over to a nearby desk chair where I was made to straddle facing the rear of the chair. The back of the chair was low enough that my chest stuck out over the top.

Taking out a long rope, Dominic tied my torso tightly to the back of the desk chair, this forced my tits to rest on the back of the chair. Dominic adjusted my legs so they were splayed out to the sides with the bottom of my heels sitting flat on the floor. As I sat there the clicking of Dominic's camera resumed getting pictures of me from all angles.

Next Dominic brought out two more ropes and adjusted my left ankle so that it was sitting parallel to the front legs of the chair. Taking one of the ropes he bound my left ankle to the left rear leg of the chair, then he proceeded to do the same to my right ankle. This new position forced my rear end forward onto the seat of the desk chair, also causing my leotard to ride further into the crack of my ass.

The clicking of the camera resumed, Dominic was getting all the angles he could. However it wasn’t until he started taking an unusual amount of close ups from my front that I finally looked down. The position I was sitting in, combined with the way I’d been tied, was forcing my breasts to strain against the cups greatly. My boobs were practically bursting out, so much so in fact that the tops of my nipples were just peeking out from under the costume. Despite the ordeal I went through earlier, the blush I was no doubt sporting probably matched my hair in color.

I thought to myself 'This wasn't supposed to happen to me, I was just going to do some tasteful modeling and get paid. Even if that had been the best sex I’d ever had, I don't want to be a pornstar damn it!'

More tears spilled down my cheeks and the camera shuttered quicker, In desperation I looked up at Dominic pleadingly and moaned!

“Peeeez op oo maa guh!”

Instead of my pleas deterring him, Dominic just took more shots of my face before speaking to me excitedly. “Now that's the look that will sell baby, keep it up!

After a few more shots I began to calm down some, when the clicking stopped I looked up to see Dominic let his camera hang down around his neck while appraising me. I sniffled and gawked as he then smiled, bent over, reached forward his hand pulling down my top to expose my breasts. I started to really struggle and wail, the chair was even wobbling a bit as I thrashed about. All the while Dominic continued to gleefully take more pictures.

I felt so exhausted and defeated that I finally just put my head down and sobbed quietly. After a few minutes I noticed the silence and looked up. Dominic was over by the large bed where he'd filmed himself taking a genie. I couldn't see well as to what he was doing at first, but when he finally came back carrying the three tripod equipped cameras.

Trepidation, fear and arousal were taking over me. My breaths increased in pace and I shook all over as Dominic began setting up the cameras around me. Satisfied Dominic looked over to me and spoke, “We'll begin our next scene after I go get changed.”

With that he headed towards the dressing room again, A few minutes later he came back to the set wearing a maroon bathrobe and a pair of slippers while holding a smoking pipe.

“Oops, I almost forgot.” Dominic said as he walked over to me before adjusting my costume so that my breasts were covered again. Walking off camera before turning around Dominic yelled “Action!”

Three red lights blinked on in unison and for a few minutes nothing happened. He just stood there filming me sit, stretch, moan and struggle. Just when I almost forgot he was there, Dominic stepped into view monologuing as he did so.

“So Miss Lacie, I hear you're having trouble following directions on and off set.” Dominic's voice was full on authoritarian as he stood in front of me.

“Well since you are unable to fulfill your role as a playmate willingly, I will have to educate you on proper bunny conduct.” Dominic said this while lifting my chin. “Let's start shall we?”

Reaching behind my neck, Dominic started unbuckling the ball gag silencing me. As he did so his robe shifted and I could see he was wearing nothing under his robe, except his growing excitement.

“Your first lesson Ms. Lacie, is that mouth of yours is for serving others.'' With that the ball gag popped out of my mouth and before I could utter a single syllable of protest Dominic had filled the void the gag left with six inches of hard cock.

I could taste myself from earlier, the salt and semen mixed on my tongue. I fought gagging from the nausea of the taste and the pulsing throbbing of Dominic's cock slowly punching the back of my throat.

Dominic was certainly taking his time, not only enjoying himself but also giving me time to adjust to his girth invading my mouth. At least that was what I thought, seeing as soon as my panic slowed Dominic began increasing his pace. His hands gripped my hair tightly as his shaft pumped in and out methodically.

“Uhh… the less effort uh you put in Lacie the ugh longer this lesson will go on…ughh.” Wanting to get it over with, I began massaging his cock with my tongue.

“Ugh.. better, but you need to really suuuck Lacie.” So I started sucking hard but not so hard as to bite down. Dominic's moans grew as his thrust increased in repetition, I was starting to get dizzy from the pounding my throat was taking. Finally I could feel his cock convulsing and suddenly I was struggling not to drown as load after load of semen spewed into my mouth and down my throat.

As I began to gag Dominic gave a loud command “Swallow Lacie, swallow every last drop or you'll serve more than just the V. I. P's.”

I struggled to, at first, but eventually I managed to swallow it all down. “Good now lick it clean with your tongue.” Imagining it was a popsicle I reluctantly did as I was told.

Patting my head, Dominic said approvingly “Good job Lacie, now it's time for your next lesson.”

Looking up I attempted to protest, my reward was the taste of rubber as the ball was wedged back between my teeth as I was once again ball gagged “Mmmmm,” was my only available reply.

With that the cameras clicked off once again, and Dominic replaced the storage cards on each of the cameras before walking back over to me with a big smile on his face.

“Well done Lacie, this is turning out to be some of my best work yet! Your acting is spectacular! Keep this up and I might just increase the bonus I promised when we're finished!” He said with exuberance.

I thought to myself ‘He can't really think I'm acting can he? I agreed to do tasteful photographs, not porn!’ I grunted in exasperation as he began removing the ropes holding me to the chair. When I had finally been released from the chair, Dominic helped me to my feet and guided me over to a doorway before stopping to fix my costume.

The door led inside what looked like a long fake hallway attached to the wall of the studio. Clicking his remote, cameras lining the inside of the fake hallway turned on. Gripping my upper arm firmly, Dominic opened the door and forcefully pushed me through the doorway. Guiding me down the dimly lit hallway, Dominic forcefully pushed me back and forth as we walked simulating my unwillingness to follow.

At one point one of his pushes caused me to stumble and I had to take small dainty steps in my high heels to regain my balance. It was at this point when Dominic grabbed me with both of his arms to guide me. Reaching the end of the hallway, Dominic opened the door and forced me through. With a resounding slam the door was shut and the cameras clicked off again.

Guiding me over to what looked like the set of a BDSM dungeon, Dominic spoke. “Alright Lacie it's time for the final scene, I hope you're ready.”

‘Like I have a choice.’ I thought dismally as we walked onto the set. Cameras clicked on as I took stock of the set, the floor was made of blackened concrete, the walls a dark slate colored brick. On said wall all along one side lay a corrugated board, with many tool hooks up and down the board like in a mechanics shop.

Only instead of wrenches and other such tools lay a variety of ropes, gags, whips, floggers plus all manner of torturous devices. As for the furniture on the set, there were many odd pieces with uses I couldn't imagine. Dominic guided me over to a treadmill of sorts, it was different from any other treadmill I'd seen before. It had multiple eye-bolts along the rails and the tread was angled parallel with the floor instead of at an incline.

“Well Lacie, while I set up your last bit of training equipment. I'm going to set you up here for a little bunny girl exercise.” Dominic said as I was guided on to the treadmill. Pulling a few loops of rope from a hook located on the front of the treadmill, Dominic proceeded to fasten a noose around my neck. He then fed the ends of the rope through one of the eyebolts on the top portion of the railing. Walking round the railing behind me, Dominic forced my legs together then bound my ankles together tightly with more rope.

“If you don't want to fall on your face Ms. Lacie, you need to bunny hop like your costume's namesake.” Dominic spoke matter of factly.

At this I started to panic, shaking my head in the negative vigorously. “Eeez nuh.”

Smiling Dominic hit the start button and the tread slowly started moving. No choice but to try, I bent my knees and started hopping forward like my life depended on it. At every hop my chest jiggled, at every impact my bosom bounced to and fro. Every time I landed the bunny tail attached to the ass of my costume wiggled back and forth.

All along, the cameras rolled catching my erotic humiliation from multiple angles. Out of breath after nearly ten minutes of this absurd exercise, the machine finally switched off and soon Dominic was undoing the noose around my neck.

“Well done Lacie, you're nearly done with your training for the night, now your last lesson should be easy as all that will be required is for you to stand still.” Dominic said as I was guided, still bunny hopping to the middle of the room where a chain dangled from the ceiling.

Taking the chain Dominic fed the end under the ropes binding my wrists, before padlocking the end link to one of the links just above the ropes. As I examined the links over my shoulder, Dominic walked over to an electric box on the wall. With the push of a button, the chain tethered to my wrists began to rise. As the chain rose, so did my wrist forcing me to bend over at the waist.

This not only caused the wedgie I had to dig deeper as my ass stuck out further and further, but also had my breasts once again nearly busting free from my top. I groaned loudly from behind my gag at every inch my arms were slowly raised. I stood there for a few minutes awkwardly swaying and moaning as cameras continued to roll. Finally footsteps approached and suddenly Dominic was behind me. As I stood there feeling more helpless and vulnerable then I'd ever felt before, I heard the robe Dominic was wearing hit the floor.

Strong hands gripped me by my waist, I gave such a jump that my breasts nearly escaped the confines of my costume. I could feel the hardness of Dominic's cock dipping in between the gap of my thighs while his hands glided over and around the bubble of my ass. Dominic started squeezing my cheeks while adding a few good spanks for good measure. At every spank I would jump, with Dominic's cock digging into the fabric covering my pussy, which had me moaning louder and louder.

Spank! “Mmm.”

Spank! “Mmmm.”

Spank spank! “Mmm mmmm.”

SPANK! “Uh Mmmmm!”

Finally one of Dominic's hands gripped the fabric hugging my moist cunt, sliding it to the side and before I knew what was happening he had ripped a large tear into the stockings and his cock which was hard as a rock thrust deep inside me.

“Mmmm mm mmmm!” I moaned loudly, not even caring anymore that we were being recorded. All I knew was it felt so damn good that I started meeting his thrust with my own movements. At each penetration I could feel his hot member slide over my overly sensitive nub, the way I was tied and the angle it provided gave Dominic a straight shot to my most pleasurable spot.

It was pure bliss for me until two things happened in quick succession. One I felt one of Dominic's hands reach forward and pop my tits free from they're costumed prison. The second was when Dominic pulled himself all the way out and then lined his cock up with my other hole. This had me screaming and shaking my head vigorously for a whole another reason. I started to beg and plead muffled protests.

My pleas were suddenly interrupted as a torrent of wailing cries emanated from behind my gag as Dominic, without mercy, plunged himself all the way to the hilt of his cock deep inside my anus. The burn was excruciating as he slowly started pumping in and out. My breasts were bouncing back and forth as Dominic's pace increased. Slowly what was once mind numbing pain, transformed into pleasure as a wonderful buzz started to flow up through me.

The orgasmic sensations intensified as the burn of initial pain ebbed away and soon I was meeting Dominic's thrusts once again. Dominic's grunts of pleasure grew louder and at each pounding his thrust grew deeper. The blinking red lights captured every moment as I was ridden harder than I'd ever been before in my life. As Dominic's pace reached a new speed, his hips became a blur and I too could feel my climax approaching fast.

My breathing became audibly fervent as my knees bent down then up trying to match Dominic's Thrusts. Then in a synchronized symphony of bliss, Dominic exploded inside me as my anus gripped down firmly on his cock. My clenching sphincter muscles only increased his moans as large amounts of his hot seed spilled deep inside me, with small amounts seeping out and dribbling down towards my moist cunt.

His bucking hips sent aftershocks of pleasure up my spine and if I could I would have collapsed into a puddle of lust and adrenaline. Standing up straight Dominic slowly pulled himself out of me, bending down he picked up his discarded robe. As he clothed himself, Dominic turned to address me.

“I think we will have no more problems on set, right Lacie?”

Shakily I raised my head, and while staring deep into his eyes I shook my head.

“Good I'm glad to hear it, I'll have security come to retrieve you shortly.” Dominic said as he walked off-set.

The cameras continued to blink for another thirty seconds, only turning off when I dropped my head to stare at the floor.

Thirty very quiet minutes later Dominic walked me out the door of the warehouse handing me a large check and a business card. There idling on the street was the town car from earlier, getting in the back I sat there wordlessly throughout the car ride home going over everything that had taken place during the shoot. My thoughts were very conflicted as I rested my head against the car window. I was beyond exhausted and I decided that after cashing the check and paying off my bills I’d spend the next few days contemplating what to do next.

Three days later I finally reached a decision and made the call, nervous over what would happen next… “Hello.”

“Hello Dominic, this is Lacie…do you have any more work available?”

If It Seems Too Good To Be True · Part 3 (3/3)
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