You reach across and tug the blanket that she’s been using to cover herself down. Emerald gasps, her elbows pinching together to try and hide her breasts. They’re a little too large for that however, and all she does is make them bunch up prettily.
“What are you doing? Now!? Right now?”
“Of course.”
You don’t want her to get it in her head she can agree, get a free meal and a night’s sleep, and then run away in the morning. Even if she does, you want to at least get a video out of it. Emerald tenses up, but then goes loose, letting you reveal her body in all its glory. Smooth skin, soft curves, a few ribs, but those will be hidden under healthy layers of body fat soon enough.
Emerald lays back, letting you gently move the pizza boxes aside. You set them on the dresser, then place the camera in a perfect spot to have a view of the bed and switch it on. You doubt this will be a particularly good video, the both of you being new to this and having no reputation to work with, but everyone has to start somewhere.
Emerald watches you with nervous compliance, not really turned on or up for it, but accepting that this is the best offer she’s ever going to get. You know she’ll do her part, or at least try her best. You won’t have any problems. Your cock is already straining against your pants. Something about being in power reminds you of home when things were better, and it’s a familiar and heady feeling.
One thing is clear: Emerald wants you to lead.
In future, you know you’ll want to make thematic or kinky videos to make yours stand out from the millions of videos of amateur trash online, but there’s no time for that now and you don’t have any props to work with. Just you, Emerald, and a bed.
Emerald would probably appreciate it if you were gentle with her and made the experience as soft and pleasant as possible. The fans won’t, though. You’re already in a rough spot having to make vanilla sex interesting, and soft vanilla sex really isn’t going to set anyone’s heart racing. They’ll find it boring, and the views, fans and money earned are bound to reflect that.
It might be better to give Emerald more of a taste of what she should expect as an upcoming porn actress. Not necessarily to be rough, but to be firm and steer her to know that her place is to become an object of pleasure for all the people watching. You can at least “sex it up” a little with some nice poses, and make it step out the realm of vanilla sex. It might be uncomfortable for her in places, but it'll be a valuable learning experience for the girl.
Or you could take that even further. Treat her rough, lean into the angle of a homeless teen selling her body for sex and letting a wealthy man abuse her. Emerald might not enjoy the experience, but you’re sure the men online will love it. The fantasy of having the power to command a pretty girl to get down on her knees and pleasure you is bound to be one they share, and it might be a good idea to teach Emerald early on that this is work. Pleasure can come in your free time, and you can always pass this off as just method acting. If Emerald accepts that, then she might be prepared to feature in more extreme kink videos later, accepting that it's all just acting.
You have 7,545 lien, a naked homeless girl on your bed, and a camera recording it all.
>Be Firm
>Be Gentle
>Be Rough
It's time to make your first video.
You unbutton and pull off your shirt and push the button on the camera to set it to record. Emerald watches it like it's a snake, and keeps an eye on you as well, but that’s fine. You don't expect her to be a professional for her first time. That'll come with practice. For now, you just need to break her into the idea of how this works and get some income coming in. You can edit out this bit and any unfortunate breaks she has during the event.
Or you could if you have a computer. It's a sudden realization at the dumbest time, pre-coitus, that you only have a scroll and a camera to record with. You can't exactly edit and upload a large video off the handheld device. Well, you were going to have to go shopping tomorrow anyway for clothes for Emerald. A trip to an electronics store for a laptop isn't out of the question. Editing the videos to make them higher quality will bring in more revenue as well.
But, for now, you let your shirt fall to the ground and approach Emerald.
Her red eyes track your every step.
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Alert, nervous, but laid on her back naked and exposed. It's a contrasting image of defiance and vulnerability that fills you with desire. Not just to fuck her, but to have power over her and feel like you're in control once more. You've missed the feeling of being in charge. Emerald gives you that all too easily. She is, in every way, dependent upon your kindness and patronage.
You take her ankle in one hand and drag her further down the bed, away from the cushions and toward the foot and the dresser. It brings her closer to both you and the camera, and you want the latter to have as good a shot of her as possible.
One of your knees pushes down and the mattress flexes, making Emerald immediately aware of the differences between you in height, weight and strength. Her hands link between her breasts, clinging onto one another nervously as you crawl over her, careful not to block the camera. The way she keeps her eyes on yours, lips parted, breathing heavily, makes it clear how nervous she is.
Your member pushes painfully against the fabric of your pants. You want to taste those lips, taste that fear, and see if you can't coax it into something more. What would it be? Corruption? Fear turning into desire? Something else?
You lean in and watch her eyes drift shut as she surrenders herself to you.
Emerald's lips are soft on yours despite her time on the streets. They are warm too, and taste slightly of melted cheese and pizza toppings. It makes you smile against them. You bring your free hand up over her shoulder to the underside of her jaw and tilt her head up so that you can have better access. She doesn't really kiss you back, but she doesn't lay there like a fish either. Emerald moves her lips clumsily against yours, not knowing what to do but trying her best.
But when you run your tongue across her lips, she seals them shut.
That won’t do.
Your hand, already on her neck, wraps around it and squeezes tight. Not enough to choke her, nor enough to hurt, but enough to act as a warning. You don't want to hurt her, but you know you must be firm with her.
Emerald has to learn what is and what isn't acceptable when she's working under you. And you're both working right now. The fact that you enjoy the way she shivers and parts her lips, letting your tongue into her mouth, doesn't detract from that.
You reward her by gently stroking your hand over her neck to tell her she's doing a good job, then down over her shoulder and onto her chest. Your fingers trail their way down her soft skin until you feel the swell of her breasts. They're soft and warm under your fingers, and you cup one of them, pushing it up so the camera can get a good view of it. Emerald moans into your mouth, in surprise and embarrassment.
You know the people watching will mistake it for a moan of a very different kind.
The thought of all those people watching Emerald and making all those assumptions about her is strangely exciting. They'll call her a slut, think her a whore, and write lewd comments about how much of a desperate bitch she is. It'll be degrading and humiliating, and yet it'll all be true as well in a way. Emerald is desperate. Not for cock, true, but that won't change anything. Emerald is yours because you have what she needs, and you growl into her mouth possessively, enjoying the way she's stopped fighting you.
Releasing her mouth, you take a moment to meet her eyes and see the dizzy look in them, then look down to her swollen lips, still parted and glistening with saliva. You dive in and kiss them again, briefly, then drag your lips over her chin and down her neck. Her skin tastes salty, but also fresh thanks to the shower. You can feel her pulse racing against your mouth as you work your way down her throat to her clavicle, making your way down the bed as you go.
Emerald's breath quickens as you reach her chest, and her hands jolt up to cover them shyly. You laugh, for the camera's sake, and take her slim wrists in hand. You pull gently at first, then firmly when she resists, squeezing just enough to hurt and remind her of your positions. Emerald gets it, or just doesn't want to be hurt, and you pull her hands up and over her head, stretching her out on the bedsheets and exposing her to the world.
Her tits move up and down as she pants for breath, her nipples a lighter tone than her skin and standing up like little hard nubs. You lean down and take her right one into your mouth, the one closest to the camera. Emerald gasps and twitches under you, accidentally arching her back and pushing up into you. You push her back down, running your tongue over her sensitive flesh.
The girl under you squirms and gasps, lost in the foreign sensation just as her hands are lost and don't know what to do. One of them grips your hair, the other the bedsheets, drawing them up between her fingers as she clings on for dear life. You nibble on the hardened flesh of her nipple, making her gasp and buck under you, then release it and move to the other.
Your fingers tease the one you've left behind, your saliva glistening on it and making it sparkle for the camera. You flick it up and down, pinch it, push it with your thumb and roll it in a circle, all the while you lick and nip at her other and feel her feet knead the sheets beneath you. Her head thrashes from side to side, her breath coming out hoarse and laboured.
Slowly, you kiss your way back to the valley between her breasts, but you don't go lower. You considered giving Emerald as good a time as you could and going down on her, but you soon realised that would be counterproductive.
This isn't for either of your pleasure, despite that you're enjoying yourself, and bringing Emerald to orgasm with your tongue will only leave her too tired to continue.
No one wants to watch a video that's only four minutes long. You need a free trailer and a full-length video, and that means she and you both have to keep going. You push off her instead, drawing back to stand at the foot of the bed. You take her ankle again and pull her, this time all the way to the edge so that her legs and feet touch the ground and she's sitting on it. You reach over to take her hands and pull them up to the waistband of your pants.
"Take them off," you instruct, in as deep and commanding a voice as you can manage.
The girl's fingers work clumsily with the buttons of your pants, fumbling the first button open and then the next. Her eyes stare intently at them the whole time, wide and alarmed as she pulls your pants down and sees the sizeable tent left in your black boxers.
Emerald looks like she doesn't know what to do with it.
"Touch it," you say, and watch as her hand oh so gingerly comes up. It's slow, unsteady, and perhaps even a little reluctant. You take her wrist and pull it forward quickly, causing her palm to press against your cock through your boxers. Emerald freezes.
She can feel how big it is, how hard it is, and probably how warm it is as well. Emerald knows now how hard you are, and also what will soon be inside her. Whatever experiences she's had in the past, you know from her reaction that it wasn't this big.
That sentiment is driven home when she finally finds the confidence to pull your boxers down and your cock jumps back up, free of its confines, to slap her on the cheek. Emerald jumps in fright, making you snort above the camera. She makes to shout at you but goes silent as she takes in the size of it and suddenly goes very, very quiet.
You don't think you're huge, even if you know you're above average, but the way Emerald looks at you as if you've whipped out a weapon strokes your ego all the same. Her eyes trail up and down the length of it, then dart up to you nervously as if to ask whether she's really expected to do something with that.
In answer, you place a hand on the back of her head and steer her towards it.
There's no real resistance but she tilts her head at the last second, causing you to brush the head of your cock across her cheek instead of against her lips. You work with it, tilting her head so that she's facing the camera with your shaft between it and her. "Lick it," you command, pulling her head against it. "Use your tongue."
Emerald reluctantly does so, opening her mouth and sticking out her tongue. It laps under your shaft and you rub yourself across her mouth from side to side, forcing her to get a taste for you and slather your cock in her saliva.
"Eyes open.” You remind her of the camera. She makes an unhappy sound but does as you said, looking at the camera as her tongue nervously prods and licks the side of your dick.
As experiences go, it's clumsy and not all that stimulating. Emerald's tongue might be nice and wet, but it's only vaguely brushing against you, and she does her best not to make any sucking motions. You only hope it looks better than it feels. That's why you bring it to an end, drawing back and taking her head between two hands, this time keeping her steady and centred, as you push your erect cock toward her mouth.
"Give is a kiss," you advise. Emerald looks up at you, clearly against the idea, but you poke at her sealed lips. "Just purse your lips and kiss the tip. That's all you need to do."
Her eyes dip back down and she pushes her lips out to smooch your tip.
That's all she needs to do – because you'll do the rest.
You pull with both hands and suddenly Emerald's mouth is full of cock before she can react. It's such a shock to her that she doesn't think to bite down, and instead gags and coughs around you even when you've only pushed halfway in. You let her draw back, spluttering and hacking, then prod yourself against her lips once more and draw in.
This time, she doesn't resist; the lesson has been learned.
Emerald moans around your cock in a way you're sure the audience will misunderstand, and you moan in a way you're sure they won't. Her mouth is hot and wet, and it's been too long since you had something like this. Her fingers grip onto your legs, holding on tight, even digging her nails into your skin show her displeasure, but the slight pain is nothing compared to the wonderful sensations tingling up and down your length.
Her hot breath and the little tremors in her mouth as she struggles with you vibrate against your member, and the way she glares up at you, maintaining eye contact the whole time, makes it all the better. You set the pace with a firm pull on her hair, making her bob her head forward and pack, slowly swallowing you deeper and deeper and leaving glistening trails of saliva and precum down the length of your cock.
"Swirl your tongue around the tip," you tell her, and grit your teeth when she does just that, making her small, pink tongue dart out the side of her mouth along with a little precum. It runs down her chin. The camera catches it all.
Without your guidance, she begins to slow down and take shallower amounts of you. Another firm tug, aided by a fistful of her green hair, warns her that is a bad idea, and you show her how it's meant to be done in a porno by slowly but firmly pulling her in more and more, past the point where her eyes widen, past the point where her hands slap on your legs, and right up to where her nose squashes flat against your pubic hair, and your cock tickles the back of her throat.
You hold it there, luxuriating in the feeling of her choking and gasping around you, and you think briefly of blowing your load down her throat and making her drink it all. You want to fuck her face until cum is dribbling out her nose and mouth, then keep going, pinning her to the bed until she passes out, her body going slack and your dick buried in her mouth.
But you pull back.
This is to teach her, not to hurt her, nor to amuse yourself. So, you let Emerald pull off your member and cough into her hand. A thin trail of spittle connects you and her, from the tip of your cock to her wet lips. It snaps and falls down, swinging back to slap against her tits.
Before she can recover and give you a loud piece of her mind, you hook your hands under her armpits and pull her up off the bed. Emerald stumbles and brings her feet up onto the mattress, letting you slip under so that you're sat beneath her, your chest to her back and your arms around her stomach. Your breath brushes over the shell of her ear, and you whisper, "Remember. This is a show for the audience. We're working here. Not having fun."
It's both truth and lie, but then no one ever said work couldn't be fun.
You sit back, holding Emerald's naked body in your lap with her front toward the camera. She tries to bring her knees together, realising her position, but you pull them apart and rub two fingers over her slit. Emerald tenses, then gasps as you waste no time slipping them inside. She's damp, but not exactly dripping wet.
It'll do. Your fingers slide in and out of her all the same, and her head falls back, teeth gritted as she fights both discomfort and pleasure with her head hanging back over your shoulder.
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"Ah~" she cries, toes curling up and head falling back. "Mmm…"
"You like that?" you ask.
"Nghhh…" she moans, not a yes or a no. "Nnnnh."
Your other hand comes up to cup one of her tits and knead it, flicking your thumb against her nipple for the camera. You part the fingers inside her, stretching her just enough for it to see the tantalising pink contrast against her chocolate-coloured skin, and then you slide them back out, wet and sticky. You bring them up to her open mouth, and her eyes snap wide open once she tastes it. Her teeth close on your fingers, but by then it's too late. You slide them back out, now slick with her saliva, and leave her own juices on her tongue.
"Nhghh…" Emerald whines unhappily.
Even so, she's ready.
Maybe not mentally, maybe not emotionally, but she is physically ready and that's all the fans will care about. You lift her up by her thighs while she's still reeling and manoeuvre your erection into place. You can feel the heat emanating from her wet lips, which slip all too easily around your tip.
Before she can even comprehend what is happening, as she still gasps for breath, you lower her down, teasing her wet lips open with your head, find the right angle, then suddenly drop her.
Emerald shrieks as you impale her on your waiting cock.
"Ahhhhhh—"
It's a sound that is mostly shock as her pussy stretches wide around your thick girth. Tight. Hot. Emerald squeezes without meaning to, engulfing you in heat and almost robbing all power from your body.
Your hands wrap around her and grip her tits more to keep yourself steady than anything. Emerald, still in shock, tries to slide herself off you but slips and slams back down, burying you deeper still. Both your cries mingle as one, and you bury your mouth and nose in her neck and start fucking her properly.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!" Emerald bounces up and down, eyes and mouth open, tongue hanging out. "Slow – ah – slow down! Ah! Oh God!"
There's no stopping this now – not from her and certainly not from you. It's been months since you had this, and she's so tight and warm around you that it would take a crowbar to part you. Emerald's gasps and the way she accidentally grinds down against you lights a fire in your stomach. One that runs down to your balls and up the length of you.
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It takes a monumental amount of willpower to not bowl her over, pin her down and fuck her unconscious – and then to keep going long after. That wouldn't make for good viewing. Instead, you force your hands off her tits and let them bounce free, instead gripping her by her hips and bouncing her in your lap.
Your fingers sink into her soft skin, and you feel it every time she falls onto you, her hips slamming into yours and her pussy onto your cock. Every time, it grinds your dick deep inside her, and forces the air from her lungs. Yours, too, whenever her body tenses and her velvety walls grip you tight. It’s enough to make your vision turn white at the edges.
The wet slap, slap, slap of her body connecting against yours fills the room, mixing with her wild pants and moans. Your own grunts join, creating a concern on the bed, for the waiting audience on the other side of a computer screen. Emerald sings for them. Your thrusts provide the bass.
"Oooooh! Ah! Ngh! Mm! Ahhh~"
You look down over the front of her, at the camera, and know that it has a perfect view of your slick cock disappearing into her, sliding back out and vanishing again. A magic trick all of its own. You know her pussy, stretched wide, will be bright pink and sopping wet now.
You angle her back, rocking on your hips to make sure it gets the best view possible. Emerald is boneless on your chest, one arm wrapped back around you for purchase and another tugging up the bedsheets and fisting them in her hand.
"That's it, you slut," you say, partly for the dirty talk but mostly because you're loving every moment of this. "Take it. Take it deep. Fuck, your pussy is gripping onto me so tight. You must have wanted this so bad."
"N—Noooo," Emerald mewls. It sounds fake to your ears, and it'll certainly sound fake to everyone else's. "I don't—ah! I didn't—oh! S—Stop! S—Slow down! Ah! Fuck!" Her head slams back, eyes clenched shut and mouth open. "You're too big! It—mphhhmmm!"
You silence her with your mouth, pulling her head to face you as your tongue wrestles against hers. You taste her breath, swallow her words and feast on the adorable little sounds she makes. Drool slides out and runs down the side of her mouth and drips onto your chest, just as her own juices run down your cock and drip onto your balls.
Emerald came.
There’s no ignoring that, or the desperately embarrassed sound she makes into your mouth. Knowing she got off on you, no matter how reluctantly, fills you with fire. In fact, it’s better that she was reluctant because it makes you made her orgasm on technique alone.
You're close too – very close – and you know you won't be able to keep going much longer. You're out of practice, and Emerald is such a helpless girl that you consider blasting her womb full of cum and holding her up so the camera can watch it slowly trickle back out.
You want to do that every day and every night and force her to curl up beside you as you sleep with your cock buried inside her so that you can go at her while she sleeps if you wake up first.
That way lays complications however, and you know better than to risk finishing inside her without getting yourself some contraceptives first. Instead, you push her off you and let her fall onto the sheets. The mattress bounces, and she gasps, her pussy wide open and quivering almost as if it's begging for you to plunge back inside.
"Hah--?"
Her eyes open too, along with her mouth, a protest or question on her tongue before it's suddenly replaced by your cock again. Her eyes cross, her cheeks bulge out, and she's suddenly filled with the taste of her own pussy.
"Mmmphhh!!!"
You hold onto her hair so she can't do anything about that and fuck her face a few times before you draw out and begin rapidly stroking yourself. You've never been harder, your legs are trembling, and your teeth gritted.
Emerald, inexperienced as she may be, still understands what is about to happen and quickly closes her eyes. You force her head back by her hair, tilting her up so that her face is angled just perfectly. It's just in time too because you grunt and lose yourself.
The first ropey strand of cum splashes across Emerald's face as a thick, creamy line stretching between her left eye and her mouth. It runs up over her nose, and the second follows the same path but shorter.
You've seen no shortage of cum shots with thin and weak loads in your time, but that's not a problem here. You've been backed up long enough that you paint her skin white and fire a third dollop that splashes over the bottom of her nose, her top lip, and her tongue. The last one you squeeze out doesn't make it that far, and hits her neck instead, slapping against her skin and running down between her breasts.
Sensing it's over, Emerald slowly opens her eyes, bringing a hand up to smear semen off her eyelashes with one finger. It's a good look, you can't help but think, and even better when she glowers at you.
The little, sulky defiance feels much better than a fake and sultry smile.
You rub your cock over her face to collect the cum there, then bring it to her mouth. "Clean me," you say, and prod your tip to her lips. Emerald doesn't need your firm instruction this time, perhaps having gotten over it, and obediently suckles on the tip of your penis. She slurps the cum off you and leans back.
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There's a shallow pool of your semen in her mouth, and her hands are cupped below her chin ready for her to spit it out. You quickly snatch her chin before she can, tilt her head back, and say, "Swallow it. Swallow it like a good girl, Emerald."
Her lips close, as do her eyes, and she swallows with a loud gulp. A quick grimace comes and passes, along with a full-body shiver, but she is smart enough to open her mouth and show you that it's all gone. You tilt her toward the camera, with a nod for emphasis, and she catches on, presenting her open mouth and outstretched tongue to the lens.
"That's a good girl…"
You doubt the meal of cum was as good as the pizza she had before.
But you know that a lot of strangers will be enjoying it as they jack off at home.
The second you reach over to switch the camera off, Emerald leaps to her feet and rushes to the bathroom. The tap immediately turns on as she washes her mouth out, and you're not surprised when the shower comes on a few moments later.
You're too spent to want to cause her any grief, and that's not the point anyway. You slump onto the bed and lay back, exhausted but pleased with yourself, and relieved in a way you didn't realise you needed.
It's a start, even if you can't post the video until you buy a laptop tomorrow. The afterglow of sex mingles with the pleasure of a job well done, and you push back to the pillows and lay down, waiting for Emerald to finish her shower and creep back out, still naked, but now clean.
"Good job," you say, aware that she's in a foul mood and that it's your fault. "I know I was rough at times, but it was just to show you the kind of work required. Porn isn't like sex. It's hyped up and unrealistic, and often a little demeaning." You eye her. "That doesn't mean I think less of you."
Emerald doesn’t say a word.
"We'll get you a big breakfast tomorrow and then go shopping for some new clothes and have lunch out in the city. How does that sound?"
Despite her feelings, the promise of not one but two meals work their way through her icy exterior. Her tense shoulders loosen, and she breaks eye contact. "Fine,” she mumbles, annoyed at herself for not being able to keep up her anger. "Where am I sleeping?"
You smile and pet the spot to your left.
Emerald isn't even surprised.
Then again, she expected she would be selling her body to someone tonight for food, and in a way that's exactly what she's done. She pads around the bed and lays down with her back to you.
Your hand works its way under her breasts and comes to rest on her stomach, and she doesn't resist as you gently tug her back against you, spooning her. Your flaccid cock rests just beneath her ass, and you can tell your wood will be pressing up against her come morning. Her hair, against your nose, smells of wildflower shampoo.
Even like this, the life you're offering her as an object for thousands to masturbate to online is better than what she had before. She knows that. It's why she came back to bed instead of having her shower, grabbing her clothes and running away.
"Goodnight, Emerald."
"Fuck you," she mumbles back, but leans into your chest all the same. Her hands settle atop yours, over her stomach, and she mumbles something under her breath that you're sure isn't a compliment.
You chuckle and press your lips to her ear.
"How about we save the fucking for when we make our next video, hm?"
You have 7,545 lien, a warm body to cuddle, and a video to produce and publish.
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