The good part about having your interview at the hotel in the morning is that it provides a perfect excuse to eat lunch with Emerald in the hotel and save money. While she eats, you do a little work on your scroll – first hyping up the appearance of a new member of the team.
Jaune might not realise it, but he's going to be trending on your channel, which should double his debut bonus for his first video. Of course, you'll need to deliver within three days, but that's no concern when you already called Jaune and Velvet this morning to tell them they'd be filming a video tonight.
While you're on the internet, you check out the rallies hosted by Blake, that both the newspaper and Tukson mentioned. There aren't any ways to sign up for it because the city would close such sites down, but you quickly find an online news story about it. There, it mentions that they'll be protesting outside the capital "every Saturday until something changes."
You make a note that you could reach Blake on a Saturday. It's Wednesday today, however.
Before lunch is over, you grab Emerald and tell her you're both having a doctor's appointment today. She's unhappy about it, for obvious reasons, but this isn't something you're prepared to budge on. Her health is important as she's a source of profit for you, and sex work isn't good on either of you. It's best to be sure she hasn't picked up anything off the streets, and that you haven't picked up anything from her.
You're lucky that a check-up is cheap at 25 lien each because treatments for serious problems are anything but cheap. You're introduced to Dr. Slate Brannon, who shakes your hand and sits you down.
You come back with a clean bill of health, and Emerald almost does. She doesn't have any nasty bugs or diseases, but she is suffering from malnutrition and some vitamin deficiencies. Nothing you haven't been working on curing already, but the doctor makes it clear she should eat more fruit, which you promise to enforce.
“It could be a lot worse when it comes to her,” he says. “She’s lucky not to have spent too much time on the streets. And, while I’m not a dentist, I can say that her teeth are fine. It’s obvious she’s been eating better since, but I’m going to prescribe some multivitamins anyway. I’ll include those in the price of the checkup this one time.”
“Thank you, doctor. Can I ask about contraceptives?" The old man hums for you to continue. "What options do you have, and how much are they?"
"We have traditional birth control in the form of condoms and morning-after pills, but we also have more semi-permanent options available that can be cheaper in the long run. For you, I notice your files say you have aura. We have an aura controlled male contraceptive that can make you sterile unless you flare your aura before ejaculation. That turns it off for one hour."
"Wait, so I'd be sterile unless I use my aura?"
"Yes. It used to work by flaring your aura to turn it on, but test groups found most men were a little too distracted in the moment to exercise proper aura control." You're not surprised there, and you doubt you'd be any better. "The aura-based contraceptive is only 50 lien, and it can be injected into your hip. Near painless, and harmless. It'll last five whole years before dissolving. In exchange, you can have all the unprotected sex you want." He clears his throat. "Though, as a doctor, I'd still advise being careful with your partners. It won't stop diseases. For your girlfriend, however, that won't be an issue. You're both clean."
You don’t correct the misunderstanding.
It's not a bad price for the ability to finish inside any woman you please. It won’t meaningfully increase your videos any, not unless a kink for breeding or creampies is on the table, but it'll be pleasurable for you at the very least. As for Jaune and anyone else working for you, they can use protection or get an implant on their own money.
>TAKE THE IMPLANT: (50 lien) You will be free to finish inside people.
>NOT YET: Put it off for now.
You decide to take the implant, and the procedure is a lot less painful than you imagined. Especially from an injector that looks like a gun being held to your side. It stings, and you feel weird for a moment, but he assures you that’s it adjusting and calibrating to your aura.
“Thank you.” You stand up and shake the man’s hand. “I don’t suppose you do… uh… other services?”
“I’m not sure what you mean by that, young man.”
“Cosmetics.”
“Surgery?” The doctor hums. “We’re not really that kind of clinic. You want to try one of the specialist places if you want that for yourself or her. If you’re talking about generalised cosmetics to remove a scar or tattoo, then I can recommend a place in the main plaza.” He coughs into his hand. “But if you are talking about… ah… the other kind, the kind that might be popular in the night life of Vale, then there is a place in the night district. I can give you their number. They are a fully licensed and legally run surgery, but they deal with more… specialist options. Specifically, they cater a lot to the slave trade, for trainers who might want to improve their stock before sale.”
“Sounds shady.”
“It really isn’t. It’s a very professionally run establishment, but a lot of their clientele doesn’t want to be known as using them, so they set up in a quieter part of the city. A lot of wealthy clients who would rather their names stay out of the newspapers go there.”
“Ah.” You understand. Sometimes discreet service is what’s required. “I get you.”
“They also do more mundane cosmetic options like piercings, tattoos and earrings too – and much more hygienically than most places.” He offers you a small black business card. On it is a bright pink stylised image of a tattoo needle drawing something, and an open pair of lips with both the bottom and top pierced. “I wouldn’t bother going unless you have need of them. They’re busy most of the time.”
“Noted. Thanks, doctor.”
You stroll out and find Emerald waiting for you, sucking on a lollipop. She looks up at you, and freezes, but it’s too late.
“Were you a big, strong girl, Emerald?”
Her middle finger is the only response.
You swing by the sex shop in the afternoon, having perused the catalogue and deciding that a few items might help out with videos in the future. You find Ren inside, doing his usual job of appearing as relaxed and non-threatening as usual. He does return the wave you offer, though. He seems friendly enough of a guy, just a little too chill at times.
There's no one else in the shop, which seems to be a common trend.
You have 3,305 lien.
You purchase a regular strap on (200), a set of silk Bondage Ropes (150) and two bottles of lube (50 each). The total comes to 450 lien, and Ren takes your card.
"Thank you for your business," Ren says politely, bagging your items for you in a perfectly brown and non-descript bag. It has no logo to give the items inside away. Truly, a discreet and private service. "By the way, you said you run a porn studio, right?"
"Yes. Why? Interested?"
Ren doesn’t show any discomfort at the question, and his smile is more like he's sharing in a good joke you made. "Not unless I want my girlfriend to kill me. I'm asking because my boss has been looking for someone, or several someone's, to help sell some of our goods at a sex show that's coming up."
"A sex show…?"
"It's really more like a marketplace," says Ren. "A lot of shops and brands turn up to rent exhibition stands and show off their services. I've heard some studios show up as well, but mostly to sign autographs and drum up business."
"It sounds like an expo."
"Yes. That's a good enough description." Ren nods. "It's held on the outskirts in an exhibition hall, across two of them really, and you have to pay to enter. A lot of people show up. It's held on the second Sunday of every month. Right in the middle of the month."
"This Sunday?"
Ren nods. "Yes. I can't go because I promised to spend the day with my girlfriend, but my boss really wants to try having a small stand there. Show off a few toys, hand out some of our catalogues, and earn some new customers. Problem is, we don't have any staff to do it, and shows like this are notorious for drawing a lot of sweaty, woman-hungry men, if you know what I mean."
You know, and, furthermore, you think you know what he's asking. "You want my girls to run your stand."
"And yourself," says Ren. "We'd need at least three people, of which one can be yourself. At least two girls. My boss is willing to pay, and it might be a good chance for you to check the place out. See if you think it's worth attending in future."
"How much is attending?"
"It's 5,000 lien for a space."
That's out of your budget, which you suppose is why Ren is offering this alternative path. It's not a bad idea, but you'd have to pay whomever you brought along with you. Emerald would come for free, and Saphron might be cheap – but you'd have to pay her per hour. "How long is it?"
"Six hours. Not that long."
"That'd still be 180 lien to take Saphron, and 720 lien to take Velvet. You don't think Velvet would be willing to go just yet anyway. It's one thing to interact with her fans in comments and photos obscuring her face but meeting them in person might be a step too far. Taking Emerald and Saphron is probably safest.
For now.
Saphron, on the other hand, would jump at the chance to earn 180 lien. That's over four days her salary for a single day's work. And while she's already shown herself a bit useless in sales, you don't think it'll matter here. For one, it's not your goods you're selling, and two, the kinds of customers coming to see you won't care at all for what she says, only how she looks.
"I assume there's more in it for us than just getting to see the place," you say.
"Absolutely. I mentioned you to my boss about the idea, and he said he'd be willing to pay you in stock. 1,000 lien of store credit. Redeemable here all in one go, or at your leisure. Also, he's fine for your girls to show off your studio, and for you to include any pamphlets or promotional material for yourself on the stand, as long as you don't block out any of ours."
So, basically, you'd be getting the chance to check the place out, push yourself and the studio without having to worry about the cost, and earn a grand's worth of sex toys? It's a good deal. You might even be able to meet some girls there, since this will be a place where sex workers and other porn actresses are hanging out.
“I noticed you didn’t mention the store credit until after I’d spent 450 lien, Ren.”
He smiles. “What can I say, Joker? I’m paid to make my boss money. Not lose it.”
“Hah. Whatever he’s paying you, it clearly isn’t enough.”
"I’ll be sure to tell him that. So, what do you say?" asks Ren. "You up for it?"
>YES: You will spend the whole of next Sunday at this event.
>NO: Thank Ren for the opportunity but tell him you can't make it.
You can't help but laugh.
"Look at you asking that question when you know full well the answer." Ren is, after all, smiling confidently. "You're a really good salesman. You know that?"
"I have my moments," he says, humbly. "My girlfriend is better at it than me, and that's why she got a job in half the time it took me. I'm just a very analytical person. When I can see the hard logic in why something would be good for you, then convincing you toward it is simple. Good salespeople can convince you to buy something you don't want or need." He shakes his head. "I doubt I'll ever be at that level."
"It's an acquired skill. I never asked, but what are you planning to be? You mentioned you're in Beacon…"
"I'm studying medicine."
"Ah. Doctor?"
"Eventually, yes. Surgeon, too."
He strikes you as the type who'd be good with cut-open bodies, which is an odd thing to think, but you mean it in the sense that he's so calm and steady. That calm attitude of his would probably be good when talking to patients as well.
"We'll see you this Sunday, then. Where should we meet?"
"You can show up there. I can email you the ticket codes to print out. They'll get you in as staff, and you'll get a lanyard so people know you belong there. Feel free to wear whatever you want, though, I'll say, a lot of girls working there go pretty revealing. It helps with sales."
You know exactly what he means.
It should prove to be a fun experience, too. Educational. You'll get a chance to see how other studios and brands operate, and maybe catch the eye of some successful actresses. You're only a fledgling studio at this point, but it never hurts to network.
…
For a man performing in front of a camera for the first time, Jaune is really quite relaxed. Maybe he's used to interacting with slaves at the market, or maybe this isn't his first time with a woman. Either way, he shows little panic or concern as he kneels on the floor, with Velvet stalking around him stark naked. He's rock hard, and standing at attention too, and he's bigger than you.
Go figure.
Velvet looks stunning. She's shaved down below and done her hair up prettily, and you think she's even applied some glitter makeup to her cheeks to make them sparkle. Her brown eyes glance at the camera every now and then, smoky and dark, edged with a dark umber eyeshadow. It's clear she spent a lot of time getting herself ready, making sure she'd look her best in front of her fans.
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She walks a slow circle around him, forcing Jaune to chase her with his eyes, but touching his head whenever he makes to turn. She clicks her tongue, always smiling, but chastising him as she inspects his body.
Apparently satisfied, she sits on the bed and motions for him. But, when Jaune stands and approaches, she leans back and brings one foot up, pressing her toes to his chest to stop him. Her eyes dance as she raises one finger and points back down, forcing Jaune with gentle pushes of one foot to his knees.
"You have to work your way up," she says.
Catching on, and with little to no qualms about doing just that, Jaune takes her foot in hand and plants a kiss to the top of it. He kisses his way to her ankle, and then her shin, sliding his hands up further past her knees and massaging her flesh. Velvet watches it all imperiously, with a sly smile and a tilted head, asking if that's the best he's got.
He matches her gaze and leans in to kiss the inside of her knee, crawling between her legs and pushing them gently apart. His lips graze the insides of her thighs, tracing higher and higher, all the while their eyes remain locked. When he comes close, he pauses, breathing warm air onto her damp folds and sending a shiver through her.
Velvet doesn't like that, however, and takes a hold of his raggedy blonde hair. Her face is flushed with colour as she pulls him in, saying, "Did I tell you it was okay to stop?" Her eyes rolled back as his lips connected with her. "Mmmm. That's it."
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Jaune leans into her fully, hooking his hands under and around her thighs so he can hold her in place. Velvet, for her part, leans back with both hands on the bed, stretching her body out at forty-five degrees and biting her lip as she stares into the camera.
You rake it down her body, then lean in so that they can see Jaune's tongue disappearing into Velvet's wet pussy. Dragging it back up, you catch Velvet as she lets her head fall back and a ragged moan escapes her.
"Ohhhhh~"
Her foot pushes down on his shoulder to make him stop, and she sits up on the edge of the bed, looking down on the much bigger man. As she does, her eyes light up, and she rubs her toes down his chest to his abs, then brushes her foot against his straining member.
"Hngh," grunts Jaune, holding himself still.
"Oh dear. Does it hurt? Do you want me to take care of that for you?" Velvet sounds so sensual and aroused, but you can tell she's into this. The role as much as the sex. It must be a fresh experience for her to be the dominant one, and she relishes it. "Up on the bed. On your back."
He hastens to obey, but that doesn't stop Velvet giving him a little push to send him spilling onto the sheets. She follows, her lips capturing his, but her hands also grasping his wrists. Velvet pushes his hands above his head. She lacks anything to tie him down with, but she takes her mouth from his and says, "Your hands stay here," in a throaty purr. "And if you move them, then I'm going to stop making love to you. Do you understand?"
Jaune nods, desperate.
Velvet pecks him on the lips. "Good."
She then kisses him again, and again, and a third time on his chin. Velvet makes her way slowly down his body, kissing his neck and his shoulder, until Jaune brings his hands down and tries to push. Immediately, she stops, and he groans, throwing his hands back up.
"That's naughty," she says, and climbs back up to kiss his lips. "Now I have to start all over again." Jaune makes an unholy sound deep in his throat. "It's your fault, silly," she teases, with another brief kiss. "Maybe this time you'll do as I say."
His hands clench into fists above his head, determined to hold on this time. Velvet begins kissing again, every-so-slowly working her way down his jaw and neck to his shoulder, then down over his pec to his abs. It's slow, torturously so, and Jaune's face is wrought with need. For once, you don't envy him.
And you never knew she could be so cruel.
Eventually, Velvet kisses below his stomach and pushes her way down to lean on his hips. She lets her left arm rest across his abs while her right hand hovers near his powerfully erect cock. Velvet lays her head on his thigh, letting you capture the shot of Jaune's thick member blotting out a quarter of her face.
"Look at this," she purrs, stroking a single finger up the side of him. Jaune's dick twitches before her, practically jumping. "Awww. It likes me. And it's so hard." Her hand presses into it, fingers wrapping around the base. Jaune gasps above her. "So hard, and for me. How flattering."
"P—Please," groans Jaune, somehow keeping his hands above his head. "Please!"
"Please what, baby?" Velvet holds him, but she doesn't move her hand, even though there's precum dripping down his shaft onto her fingers. "You can use your words, baby. Tell me what you want."
"T—Touch me."
"I am touching you." Velvet giggles innocently, as if she doesn't understand what he's saying. "You really are silly."
Jaune growls like a wild animal. "Pump it."
"Oh. Is that all? Okay."
Velvet pumps it.
Once.
That's all.
The sound Jaune makes is indescribable.
You have to admire his constitution, because if she did that to you then it'd be to hell with keeping your hands above your head. This would become a rough maledom video in the space of a second. You wouldn't be able to stop yourself.
"There," she chirps. "I pumped it. Did you like that?"
"P—Please," he moans. "Kiss it."
"Kiss?" Velvet smiles and purses her lips, pressing the most chaste kiss you've ever seen to the tip of Jaune's needy penis. It jerks again, and you think Jaune tried to buck up, but Velvet has her hands on his waist keeping him down. Giggling, she kisses it again, making a little "Mwah!" sound as she does.
Jaune is shaking.
"Do you want me to lick it too?" she asks, and, when he groans a yes, she extends her delicate pink tongue and flicks it once over his tip. "How was that?"
The torture continues like that for a while, with Velvet making him beg for her to finally take him into her mouth, and even then she just holds him in there until he cries out a plea for her to suck. When she does, he nearly loses it then and there. The punishment was too much.
He doesn't, though. The video would have been humiliating if he had.
Instead, Jaune manages to hold on through sheer force of will, until Velvet finally pulls off of him and swings a knee over his body, pushing it down on the other side of him and into the sheets. Velvet holds him up beneath her, and you catch the very moment she presses him against her slit. Not in, but against. Something wet and glistening runs down Jaune's cock.
It’s Velvet's own juices. She's sopping wet.
Just for Jaune? You don't think so. He's handsome, you accept, but Velvet's burning desire is for something else. Coverage. Attention. Devotion. Control. The rabbit faunus looks down on him like a hungry wolf, her mouth stretched wide open, her face cast with excitement.
It's his helplessness that's getting her off. It's the idea of being in control.
Or, maybe, she's imagining Jaune as one of her devoted fans. The way he looks up at her, and the way he lets her dictate everything, makes it seem like he worships her. Velvet is already hooked on that from comments alone, so this tactile experience must feel twice as good.
"Do you want it?" she asks.
"Gods, yes!" he cries. "I want it. I want it so ba—Ahhhhhh!"
Velvet slams down in one motion and takes him deep inside her.
After all that teasing, after all that making him wait, she reverses it now and catches him completely by surprise. Jaune bucks, bending up and smashing his face into her tits, his arms wrapping around her back as he holds on for dear life. And Velvet cradles his head against her, croons her pleasure, and starts rocking her hips backwards and forwards.
There's no mercy in her. No time for him to catch his breath.
Velvet won't let him.
"That's it," she purrs. "Does it feel good? Do I feel good? Am I everything you ever imagined?"
"Yes! Yes! Yes!" Jaune slams his cock into her. He dictates the pace, and holds her in his lap, and that might have looked domineering in any other situation, but the desperate nature of it and the way she cradles him makes it clear who's in charge. "You're amazing!" he pants. "You're incredible! You're beautiful!"
She bathes in his praise.
"Ah! Mn! Yes!" Velvet arches her back and pushes his face between her tits. "Look how badly you want me. Ah, you're like a wild animal! Hm, that's it, baby. Show me how much you want me. Show me how much you need me!"
Jaune shows it.
He shows it by burying himself in her and cumming his brains out.
In the draft they both agreed on, he was meant to pull out, but Velvet doesn't seem to mind. On the contrary, she squeals her delight, smashing into him harder and harder before cumming herself. You don't think it's the rush of semen that set her off.
You think it's the fact that Jaune lost control and came inside her, and the realisation that she caused it. It's the knowledge that she, a girl who once saw herself as painfully average, made a buff guy like Jaune Arc lose his cool and bust a nut in her.
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Velvet bounces up and down atop him, even as cum gushes out from where they're joined, and she has a wild smile on her lips. Wild and powerful. Pressing down, she squeezes him so deep that semen rushes out from where they're joined, and she forces her lips onto his. Their kiss is frantic, messy, and loud.
"Mmmn! Mmm!"
"Mmm! Nghhhh! Mmmm!"
You let the camera zoom in on their joined bodies, and on Jaune's member as it softens and slips out of her, followed by a frankly absurd amount of cum. He really did fill her up, and she really did take every last drop of it.
"You lost it inside me, baby," teased Velvet, sitting up straight atop him. She nibbles on her finger, her ears bent forward, and naughtily looks into the camera. "I guess we'll have to put you through even more training if you want to keep up with me."
"W—Whatever you say," Jaune wheezes. "W—Whatever you want."
Purring, Velvet leans down to kiss him one last time. "Good boy."
You cut the video there and offer them the use of your shower. Velvet seems fine to stand around naked and covered in sweat and cum, but Jaune isn't, and slinks off to use the shower while Velvet hovers around you.
"Was it good? Did I look good?" she asked. "Or should we redo some of the set?"
"You looked amazing. Sounded it, too. And you really blew his mind. You might want to grab a morning-after pill tomorrow."
"I'm thinking of getting an implant," she says. "Not an aura one, but an old-fashioned one. It wouldn't be visible and I wouldn't need to worry." Velvet, as if only just noticing the cum dripping out of her, closes her thighs. "Can I see the video before it goes up? Make sure it's perfect?"
This new level of intrusion isn't all too worrying since you're not in any rush. You hand the camera to her so she can watch over her performance, and she appears to be happy with it if her giggling is anything to go by. Once Jaune is done with the shower, she hands it back.
"It's great. I bet they'll love it."
"They'll love you," you say, and give her bare ass a slap. "Now go have a shower."
Velvet giggles and touches the underside of your chin. "Not going to join me…?"
Before you can respond to that, or even take her up on the offer, she giggles and sprints into the bathroom, locking the door behind her. It wasn't serious, and she just wanted to get a rise out of you, but it goes to show how giddy she is at times like this. With the camera on her, with people watching her, feeling as empowered and sexy as she does.
Coco would lose her mind if she knew, and she's bound to find out sooner or later. The more videos Velvet makes, the more chance someone will recognise her, and the more different she looks and acts, prompting Coco to investigate. With all the resources under their control, the Adel family can quite literally have PIs on the case within the day, and you know they'll have no trouble tracking her.
But Coco might run into trouble of her own if she confronts Velvet about it and tries to make her stop. The more worrying concern is if she goes after you instead since the Adel family could certainly put pressure on you to disappear.
Shaking the thoughts away, for now, you upload the video.
VIDEO RESULTS:
Jaune x Velvet: "Taking Control"
Velvet – 3 Star
Jaune - Limitless Potential: Roll 1D6 to determine star.
1D6 Roll = 6 star
Base Roll: 703
Modifiers:
Mr. Nice Guy – Jaune is a naturally sweet and loving guy, and it comes naturally to him. (+10%)
Novelty (+10%)
Debut (+25%)
Hyped Debut (+25%)
Femdom (+25%)
Reputation (-40%)
Final Roll: 1090
Comments:
I would gladly serve you, my queen! Bun-Bun: Down on your knees, peasant! 😘
Seeing a guy not afraid to let a girl take command is hot as fuck.
You can literally see the moment he lost control! Bun-Bun can break any man! Bun-Bun: He wasn't supposed to cum inside but he lost it and did, and it felt great! 😍
I would kill for a chance to kiss Bun-Bun's feet. Bun-Bun: If it means that much to you, I can take a few pictures of them tonight. Check my profile for links ❤
My gf caught me watching this, and now she's watching this too. Your new guy is too hot! No fair!
THIS VIDEO WAS FIRE! WTF!!!
I love you, Bun-Bun!!! Marry me!!! Bun-Bun: Ahhh, you'll make me blush! I love you too! 💋
Video sold: 215 lien
Daily Legacy Earnings: 23 lien
Total Earnings: 1,305 lien
Expenses:
Velvet: -120
Jaune: -150
Current Profits: 1035 lien
Jaune 15% Profit cut: -156
Total Profits: 879 lien
You have 3,734 lien and you earn 23 in legacy - giving you 3,757 lien.
Once everyone is gone, you climb into the bed (with a fresh set of sheets thrown on) and snuggle up behind Emerald. She's had an easy day of it today, not having to put any effort in, but maybe she's earned that after two nights with strange men.
You've had a hard one, though.
You recruited Saphron but had to let her go with only flashing you, despite how you longed to do more, and you had to watch Velvet have sex with another man. Reaching under the sheets, you grasp the waistband of Emerald's pyjama bottoms and push them down. She goes still against you, but she doesn't resist, and she lifts her leg a little, letting you slide your aching dick into her warm body.
You sink into her skin and her body, breathing a ragged puff of hot air onto the back of her neck. Emerald's hands clasp onto yours over her stomach, gasping quietly as you begin rocking in and out of her, fucking her from behind while spooning her. You nip and bite at her neck, and she makes appreciative little sounds, her breathing quickening as you reach a heady pace.
You reach a crescendo of hoarse breathing together before you push into her and hold still, even drawing your knees up under hers to curl her into a ball, with your cock buried in her pussy. You pulse once before shooting into her, grinding your bodies together as your hot cum fills her up.
Minutes later, you slip out of her, a thin trail of semen running down between her thighs. Emerald grunts once, but you hold onto her, refusing to let her go, and she grumbles your name in a pouty manner before snuggling back into you to sleep.
Author's Note:
Original Quest: https://fiction.live/stories/Running-the-Red-Light/z3DQkYE5X8YBXovZ8/home
Visual Novel: https://andoravn.itch.io/running-the-red-light