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The Night before the AwardsFaye Evans, an A-List actress, was mingling with producers, directors, and other actors in the VIP area of Bar Ocean, the trendy hangout of the top stars.She accepted a tall flute of champers from a waiter and sipped it while discussing potential winners at tomorrow’s awards ceremony. She was being heavily tipped for her role as a female lawyer fighting for woman’s rights. Faye was far too busy playing the room to notice she had been the only one to accept from his tray; apparently an actor never truly is their self.Faye drank again from her flute while continuing to gain favour with her upper-class society chums just as the same waiter brushed past to collect an empty glass.Faye’s nostrils flared, a strong musky smell filled her airwaves.Her initial response was one of distaste but she soon found herself inhaling deeply to try to get more, as the waiter moved away as did the now wonderful smell.Composing herself she found herself annoyed she had let her focus slip even for a second. She did allow herself the occasional glance, or sniff, to find the source of her distraction.It was not long before it was back, strong as the waiter passed before drifting.  She excused herself and walked towards the toilets and hot on the trail of the aroma. She never got there. Instead, she found herself allowing a man to grip her arm and gently guide her — no panic or objection as the now familiar smell filled her — to a door at the rear of the room. He stepped forward to open the door and Faye saw it was the waiter who’d handed her the glass of champagne but, truthfully she knew it was him from his smell, she could taste him.Eagerly she followed into a dimly lit stairwell, she was suddenly aware of how much she was smiling. She had her full coordination but was utterly focused on him.“What are we doing out here?” she asked the waiter, surprised Yakacık Escort by her breathlessness and the purr in her tone.“Shut up.”His snapped words were icy cold as he removed the waiter’s jacket and draped it over the rail of the stairs.How dare you talk to me like that. Do you know who I am? She waited for his response — before realising she’d only thought the words, that they’d never left her mouth. She was still smiling and not a big silver screen smile, a smile that she was sure looked unflattering in every way.“I bet you’re wondering what’s happening,” he said and she nodded. “Do you remember an early sci-fi movie where you were trying to stop aliens that could control people’s minds?”She nodded again.“Well, it kind of has the properties of that movie… only it’s me who has control.” He laughed and she saw his stained teeth. “The drink you were happy to take helped. It’s awoken a primal need deep inside your brain; paired with a fragrance I was happy to expose you to, just three strong cheap aftershaves I bet you have never even heard of, mixed together. It’s actually quite revolting but I wanted to make sure no one would easily replicate it”Gripping her arm again, he led her down the stairs. “If we get stopped, I’m Mike your fabulous boyfriend and I’m taking you home, everything is fine. Understand? Okay?”Faye wished she could stop smiling and nodding.The two large black guys at the back door watched as they walked past and into the alley. His grip was lighter but he still guided her movements in the direction of a black van parked on the far side of the street.The cold air hit her. She’d left her jacket in the club and her blue Gucci dress was out of place in this alley. The van door slid open and two young men — one black, the other white —sat in the back. The white guy moved to the front and started the engine.“Mind Yakacık Escort Bayan that pretty head.” The guy holding her arm moved a hand above her head and helped her into the van. He got in beside her and, as she went to sit, he pulled her onto his lap and she happily settled onto him.“You’ve done it, Mike. You actually got Faye Evans… Faye Evans is sitting in this van.”The two young men were obviously excited. Still smiling, she looked around the van.“We went to a lot of trouble for you, Miss Evans,” said Mike and she looked down at him from her elevated position in his lap. “There’s a big market for you in our industry.”He laughed and the other two joined in.“You see, we’re in the film industry as well, but it’s more of an adult theme.” His arms were around her waist. “We think you’ll be perfect as our main star.”She wanted to yell, I’m Faye Evans, I was classically trained in England and now I’m a massive blockbuster actress — but nothing escaped her lips.She was aware of being manipulated and knew she should feel scared. But even that feeling was being stolen from her as she leaned into his neck, her fingers unbuttoned his collar to expose more, her face rested on him and she drank in the smell again.The van pulled into a small warehouse. When the door slid open, she saw a small, tatty film set.“Out.”Mike pushed her from his lap and toward the door where the black guy held out a hand to help her down. She reluctantly moved, missing his smell and now touch, feeling a bond with him, she did as she was told. Her arm now back in Mike’s grip she felt herself become happier, he walked her to the set and two other men emerged from the back.“Holly shit, it’s Faye Evans.”“No way… Wow, she’s like so much hotter in real life.”Mike moved her forward until she was at arm’s length. “She certainly is. Now get into positions, we Escort Yakacık haven’t got long.” He looked at the black guy. “Get organised,” he ordered and the guy hurried off to one side.“So, Faye, let’s go through the scene. You’re a housewife alone in your big house when a young black stud comes to the door. You’re hungry, you’re horny, you want him. You’re oozing sexual desire”Still smiling, she nodded as he brought his hand to her face, snuggling her nose over his wrist, her hands holding it in place adoring the scent.“You see, I’m giving you permission to act this scene. You want to fuck this black dude for the camera, for me! You’re the best actress and very professional, so you want to make it good. For me!” he let her inhale again before pulling away.She nodded disappointed he had moved. Maybe he would come back if she pleased him.“Positions everyone.” Suddenly she was in character.Faye stood in the middle of the crap set as the crew moved into their positions“Action!”The professional in her took over. The set was now a real living room, the cameras were no longer there, and she was alone and horny. She sat on the worn couch feeling neglected and unloved by her husband. She felt so frustrated.At the sound of a buzzer, she imagined it was a doorbell; she stood from the couch and hurried to the door. She opened it and there stood the black man.“Hi,” she said. As her hands played with the edge of the door, she used her stunning figure still in the expensive dress to provoke and tease.“Hi, I’ve just moved in and was wondering if I could borrow some sugar?”“Of course, come in… please do come in.” She grasped his arm and led him into the living room and sat next to him. “I’m Faye.”“Cut.”Mike stood from his director’s chair and marched over the smell followed. “Faye honey, you’re doing great but I think you should be called Precious Stone. That will suit your new career direction.”She nodded yet again. Happy that he seemed pleased with her as she watched him return to his chair to watch her, giving her the chance to please him through her art, to do it for him.“Action.”She held out a hand. “I’m Precious… Precious Stone.”

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