Page 14 of Under New Management

"Um...Vin, what are you going to do to me? Why do I need to be punished? I didn't make you hit that guy or call him over there. Do you blame me because I went outside?"

"Oh sweets, I know you had nothing to do with that jerk or how I reacted to him but you were outside without your security team, who would never have let that idiot get close to you in the first place. This is the second time. Do you remember what I told you would happen?"

Oh my...buttplug. He cannot be serious about that can he? There is no fucking way I can walk around set with one of those things shoved up my ass. "Vin, I can't. I've never had anything up my ass ever. I trust you; you don't have to use that thing on me to make me trust you."

His eyes sparkle with an unholy light. He pats the bed and waits for me to lie down. When I move my legs are all wobbly and I can't figure out if it's fear of the unknown or if it's excitement over what is about to happen. His hands are there to help unknot the bed sheet and I watch as it falls to the floor. I cannot believe I am about to let him do this to me. Even if I am turned the hell on.

He helps me lie down and instead of going straight for the thing of topic - my ass - he caresses my back, gliding his fingers up and down from my neck to the bottom curve of my ass cheeks. My muscles start to turn to liquid at his touch. God his hands feel good. If this is punishment then I am going to have to be naughty more often.

"You understand why you being with your security is so important to me, don't you sweet thing?" His voice is low and soft and totally not Vin like. Normally he is blunt, forceful, and to the point. This is different.

"Yes Vin." I sound like a recalcitrant child but I can't help it. He makes me feel like I don't ever want to let him down or do something that leads to causing him pain.

"I worry about you, Monica. You are precious to me and I don't want you hurt." Fuck, I wish he would just spank my ass or yell at me. The soft way he tells me I am precious has tears coming to my eyes and makes me feel like shit.

"I won't ever go anywhere without them again, Vin. I'm sorry."

"They are there for your protection and even though they can be a hassle they are needed with how beautiful and talented you are." His touch has become sterner with every squeeze/release of my ass cheeks now. Even though I feel like shit for making him worry my body is also gearing up for happy time. It didn't get the memo that this is supposed to be punishment.

"Monica," his voice sounds strained now and strangled. "God damn you are the sexiest thing I have ever seen in my whole fucking life. I swear just seeing the curve of your back gets me going."

His words have me gasping for breath and causes shivers to erupt all over.

"I want to give you time to become used to the idea of me and you. To give you space so you can find out if you even want this but I just can't. I'm not that kind of man, sweet one. I wish I could be for you but that would be a lie and in this industry, the truth is the only thing I can give you that you won't find anywhere else. So I have to be honest with you and show you who I really am." His grasp is bold and each time he moves his hand he spreads me apart so that air touches skin not used to being exposed for an overly long period of time. I bury my head in the covers to keep my moans from filling the air. God, the last thing I want to do is sound like a wanton slut even though I totally am for Vin.

"Don't hide from me, Sweetheart. Let me hear how excited you are for me." His voice shifts and he's behind me pulling my legs apart so that he can sit in the middle of them, his gaze like a physical touch on my spread cheeks. This should be embarrassing but it just turns me on knowing that he is staring at all of the places I want him to fill. I turn my head to the side for him.

I jump when his dick comes in contact with the tightly furled skin of my ass hole. He shushes me in a gentle voice. "Vin, you, um, aren't going to...?" I can't finish asking him if he is going to shove his dick inside of me. How would I even start without sounding scared and pathetic?

"No sweetheart. That needs to take time. I can't just shove it in and hope for the best with someone like you. I need to get you ready and prepare you to take something as big as me." His words, even though they are meant to soothe don't really do the job. Vin is big; I know that from feeling him touch my ass that first night and from seeing him in his boxers every morning. How the hell is he going to fit in my pussy and that's not saying anything about my ass?

"Don't tense up on me, Sweets. I'm not going to do anything but rub you."

With his dick. Sure, that's not 'doing anything' at all. Me and Vin have very different ideas of what 'doing something' means.

His cock slides between the soft skin of my cheeks and starts to rock back and forth. His hand comes down by my head as he takes his weight on it and really starts dry fucking me. The movements have my pussy dripping with anticipation. This is what sex with him will be like. Both of us start breathing faster and my world shuts down until it is focused and centered on the point where his dick strokes against my ass. I push up so that I am slightly off the bed enough that now when he strokes up and down my pussy is getting hit too.

It's too much at once and I go free-falling over the ledge he’s had me on since before I woke up by touching me while we slept. My body pulses around him trying to suck him into me as I lose focus with everything around me except where our bodies meet. Wet, sticky cum shoots from him and coats my asshole and pussy as he cums with me. My convulsions last a long time and Vin lets me ride it out until little tremors are the only things shaking my body.

He pulls away from me and I see him lean over to retrieve the plug. He pulls me to my hands and knees and rolls the cold metal against my star dipping it through my lips getting it wet with both me and him. He's already lubed my ass up with his cum. He presses it into the center and I try to jerk away from him at having something touch such an intimate place but Vin grabs my hips and doesn't let me pull away. His hand goes to my back to rub and pet me, offering some comfort. He keeps the plug where it is though. He adds more and more pressure until my center opens up for him.

The hand that was rubbing my back drops down to rub at my clit instead. Little circles at first but then faster and harder. I whimper from what he is doing to me. The muscles of my ass finally give in and convulse around the cool metal like my heart beating out a rhythm.

"Just a little more, Monica. You are doing so good baby. Take the biggest part now. You look so damned sexy with your ass opening up for me, Sweets." His words set me off again and my body does the rest of the work for him by pulling the plug inside with each contraction. The extra pressure from the plug makes this orgasm bigger than the other two. It hits something inside of me that makes my body shake and my eyes roll back in my head. Thank God Vin isn't up front to see the goofy face I must be making with how good this feels.

Once I come down from the high Vin took me on I become aware of the plug inside me. It's heavy, my body quickly warming the cool surface. I'm too full like something is pressing down on my muscles which flutter and contort with the effort of finding a new balance for itself.

"Remember sweetheart; don't try to take it out yourself. Ask for help." He drops a kiss on the cheek of my ass before giving it a swat. I yelp and lung forward, falling onto my stomach. Each movement causing the thing inside me to move as well which leads to little ripples of sensation shooting out from my center like an earthquake. My body is trembling like I am in one anyway. Vin literally shakes my world up and I think I like it. I think I like it a lot. I might just be falling in love with him.

Chapter Seven

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Vin

My little movie star walks around on set flitting from actress to actress in the mostly female cast of the romcom. Every time she has had to sit down her eyes flash to me. I love that she has to sit down gently because of something I did. I can't wait for the day she has to because I have been in her sweet body all night long. One of my employees runs up to me and hands me a stack of papers. I take them without looking away from my sweets.

Normally my work is all electronic so it's a little weird that any of them are handing me papers. I finally glance down and read over what was just given to me. I feel the anger course through me at each sentence, the hate curdling in my stomach with every word until finally; I can't take it any longer. I make my way to the director and after a whispered conversation the women finish the scene and he yells cut. He tells everyone something has come up in production and that they all have the rest of the day off. The movie is almost finished anyway. Monica has one more obligation before she can take her break and that isn't even a leading role so she won't be on set all the time.

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