Monday, January 20, 2014

Have You Ever Seen The Rain, Blogophilia 48.6

"Have you ever seen the rain?  I mean.....ever seen it rain this hard, before?"  said Rita, looking out the window of her hotel room.

She could see the room behind her in reflection, two double beds, astrewn with clothes, suitcases, and other travelers' refuse.  What their suitcases contained was different than the average woman's, though.  Most respectable young women didn't travel with thigh-high boots, nipple pasties, and dildos.

Rita's friend Rose looked up from what she was doing, and huffed a reply.  "Eh, so what?  It just rain.  You afraid of getting wet, honey?"  Rose laughed, a course sound that grated against Rita's ears.  "You should be used to gettin' wet, it's yo job.  You gettin' wet, making the men wet.  You make evy-body wet, evy-one is happy.  The happier evy-one is, the mo' money you make.  That's why we here.  Look, come away from dat window, help me sort this shit."

Rita moved away from the window and sat on the bed.  She knew this was a great opportunity, to be seen by Tad Falcon, the most infamous adult movie producer of the day.  She was under no illusions that "Tad Falcon" was his real name.....nobody in this business used their real names.  She also was under no illusion that she was a shoo-in.....she knew that if she were to get this job, she'd have to got to lengths she'd never gone to before.  And that scared her.

"Tad's a hard guy to please, ain't he?" asked Rita, trying to feel Rose out.  Rose had worked for Tad in the past, but she never talked about it.  She didn't talk about it now.  One eyebrow flicked up at Rita's question, but that was the only response Rita was going to get.  All Rose would say was, "You jus' need to remember, you'll be alrigh' in the end.  You do what he say, you be fine."  Rita didn't ask anymore questions, but went off to the bathroom to sort out what makeup she would wear the next day.

Tad Falcon was staying in the same hotel as Rita and Rose, but on the top floor, the penthouse suite.  His mind was occupied by business letters and questions about taxes....the very unglamorous side of running an adult media empire.  He needed a distraction, and was welcoming the audition of Rita leFay....or as fans and the industry marketing regime nicknamed her, "Rita leLay".

Rose escorted Rita up the elevator to the penthouse floor.  But after Rita stepped out, she said "God be with you, little one, you remember what Rose said.  You do what he say, you be fine," and the elevator doors closed, leaving Rita all alone in the hallway.  She stood there for a few minutes, gathering her breath, and caught a look at herself in a hallway mirror.  "I can do this," she whispered to herself.  She didn't know why she was so scared; she had been in the industry for a couple of years now and knew how to conduct herself in front of new producers.  Still, Tad Falcon had a reputation....girls, and guys, would do anything to become a part of his production family.

Rita walked up to the door, knocked, and waited breathlessly for it to open.  When it did, a squinting man ushered her into the foyer.  "Imagine having a hotel room so large, you have your own foyer!" thought Rita.

"Wait here," the squinting man said.  He shuffled off through another door, and Rita was left alone.  She could smell something like chicken soup wafting through the corridor, with hints of rosemary and thyme.  Her own stomach rumbled; she hadn't eaten any breakfast.....she thought whatever she had to face, she could face it better on an empty stomach.

Soon, she heard a door open and Tad Falcon himself was walking across the foyer towards her.  Rita felt a little weak-kneed and breathless; still, she kept her professional cool and spoke to him as she thought an industry pro ought to.

"Rita!  So nice to see you dear, please tell me they are treating you OK!" beamed Tad, his face nothing but polite concern as he kissed her cheek.

"Yes, it's been lovely here, thank you.  And....I'm so glad to be able to meet you," Rita said, coyly looking at him from under her lashes, her hand slowly caressing her breast.

"The pleasure is all mine," he said, taking her hand in his and kissing it.  He gently massaged her fingers for a few seconds, before placing her hand on his crotch.  Rita's eyes stayed locked on his, and after a moment, cooly unbuckled his belt and trousers, ever aware that the squint-eyed manservant was still present, watching them.

"Ah yes, let's just go inside here, shall we?" Tad said, gently pulling her up by the arm and guiding her into the suite living room.  With a sanctimonious glance at the manservant, Rita swept into the room.

No sooner had she stepped into the room did Tad have her on her knees, her face hovering in front of his crotch.  "You have quite the reputation for satisfaction, Rita.....prove it to me,"  Tad said.  His voice still sounded menacingly gentle, as if he were inquiring after a favorite poem or opera.  Rita wasn't scared, not yet.  This wasn't anything she hadn't already experienced.  Still, she was a bit pissed off that she had to prove herself this way, hadn't she brought in a million dollars for other producers and even won an AVN award?


******here, dear readers, is where I have to stop.  This went in a much darker direction than I had originally intended, and these days I'm trying to stay out of the darkness.  So, instead of deleting it and starting over, I will leave it up to you to finish the story in the comments.  Tell me your take on things......does Tad rape Rita and hire her for his movie, or discard her like trash?  Does Rose rush in and save Rita from making a dreadful mistake?  And just what is Tad's and Rose's history?


Blogophilia Week 48.6 Topic: Have You Ever Seen the Rain?
Bonus Points:
(Hard, 2 points) Use the name of two magazines - "Look", an old publication , and "Penthouse"
(Easy, 1 point) Incorporate rosemary and thyme



22 comments:

  1. Rita bites him good, then knocks him out cold. Mr. Squinty eyes is tired of being pushed around too! He helps Rita bound up creepola and put him in the closet tied and gagged.

    They run out and...
    ?????. Best I can do!

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    1. Mr. Squinty is tired of being pushed around too.....I like that Tai!

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  2. She should have expected it, though. If there was anything she learned since she started is The Member rules all. Sighing, she took it and slowly began to stroke. Looking up, she noticed the hard gaze had just started to fade. "Bide your time, Hon": She thought...

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  3. AGE is much better at this as we can both tell.

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  4. Without a word she began to undress him. She considered herself the best in the industry of role playing and Tad was about to experience just how good she was.

    His fingers caressed her long silky hair as he gazed down at her. Cupping her face with his strong hands he gently lifted her face to look at him. Their eyes locked in what seemed like a timeless eternity. Her fingers moved quickly and gracefully removing his clothing gently not taking her eyes from his. She could feel the heat from his throbbing member close to her face. His fingers entwined in her thick hair, held her face close to him. His excitement growing more intense and his breathing labored, he struggled to keep it contained.

    Staring deep into his eyes she opened her mouth and let her tongue slide along his long pulsating shaft that seemed to dance with every flick of her tongue. The tingling sensation was too much for Tad. "Kiss me" he whispered hoarsely. As she faced upwards he came down hard sucking in her tongue with such force that she struggled to keep her balance. He kissed her long and deep that left her breathless. Before she knew what was happening he had stepped out of his pants and carried her to the sofa. He was on top of her stripping off her clothing, devouring her with his kisses from her neck to her breasts, sucking and nibbling that left her breathless. His fingers found her moist and wet ready for him. She felt herself slipping and breathing just as hard. Their bodies entangled waiting for release. She wiggled downward her fingers enclosing around him. She felt his arch to her touch as she took him in her mouth. Slow and long and hard she sucked him. He was enormous. She continued until he felt he couldn't hold it anymore. He stopped her and threw her on her back. She stared at him. Their eyes locked in passionate fire. He grabbed her legs and opened them wide. His tongue drove her wild and the sensation mounted higher and higher she tried to wiggle free but he held her firm till she cried out in release. That's when he positioned himself and entered her slowly as if taunting her. She sighed loudly as she felt his hardness slide deep inside her and grabbed his butt to push him deeper in her. He pounded her grinding hard until they were both spent and breathing heavy. Their bodies glistening with the moisture of their lovemaking. Both oblivious to the noise right outside the door and Tad wondering what had come over him. -------

    A bit soft core, but that's what I imagined happened.
    Good to see you writing again :) -Leta

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    1. That was smokin', Leta! And yes, very much lighter than the direction I was headed, which was a full-on violent rape scene, and I couldn't let myself go there. Thank you for the sexy scene! The noise outside the door.....I think Mr. Squinty is the real Tad Falcon, and his manservant is the one on the couch with Rita, acting in the audition while Tad looks on, taking notes.

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    2. It was difficult texting from my phone but I couldn't resist and I didn't just want to "think" it without putting it down .. lol ... such as it is. I couldn't see "repeats" and it took forever to try and edit. However, I like your ending .... Mr. Squinty is the real Tad Falcon and his manservant participating on his behalf. I could go in different directions with that in mind. :) -Leta

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  5. Wow, what a gripping story! I don't think any of us can top what Leta wrote up there.... Excellent details of your characters, can picture them perfectly. So happy to read you again my friend! ;)

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    1. Thanks Colleen, I'm a bit rusty but I'm going to try and write more often. Even though it makes my brain hurt, lol.

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  6. Yeah Leta does "hot" well
    My take? I'd have to think on it. But I wasn't going in sex direction at all. I'm all into the fantasy these days. So the suitcases contained knives and chains etc. The girls were slayers and perhaps Tad is a demon. The manservant ... definitely plays a role just not sure what.

    "Dark or light you just have no idea how good you are

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    1. Hmm....two slayers working undercover as porn stars. It could work. I like it.

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  7. Nice pickup, Leta. Flip the power trip back in Rita's hands.

    There is a quote from "The Crock of Gold" that sex is a woman's secret and her power, and you made it work.

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  8. I see your fellow blogophilians jumping in to give you options. Now why can't I get the ball rolling like you do? Uh, 8 points, Earthling!! :D

    Marvin Martian

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    1. Thank you sir, I promise not to cheat and let others do my work for me next time. ;)

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  9. Great story/tail penned here very enjoyin read indeed be .. :)

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  10. really well written indeed Steven... loved the open ended ending you left.....
    I am in a devilish mood right now and your blog is just feeding me well pal.. :-) ...
    here's my bit.. **looking for a twist** wink...
    As Rita unzipped Tad Falcon's pants she was faced with the smallest manhood she had ever seen... even after caressing his balls, while sucking furiously on his shaft, it still only amounted to a few inches, maybe three!
    Was this the reputation Tad Falcon has among the people that are close to him, the mystery that surrounds his genius in the industry she thought, still sucking and licking. Maybe all her nervousness was unfounded after all, she thought. Until she caught site of the Mr Squinty in the room getting his rocks off with a sheep.
    Holy shit!... I gotta get out of here!!!!!.....

    not a patch on Leta's comment I know... but I try.. LOL... :-)

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    1. Hahahahaha! Cheeky bastard. Of course there's sheep, lmao!

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    2. AHAHAHAHAHAH.. I couldn't resist it Steven... :-)

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  11. Rita Jumps up and says nothing is worth all of this I'm done! and rushes out..

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  12. Wow...I would have loved to have finished reading what you were going to write. I think I would like where your mind took that story. Fantastic write! :) ~Katie~

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    1. Thank you sweetie, but no, where I was going with it in my mind was very violent and dark.

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  13. Wonderful storytelling. Great to read your work again.

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