Pyx 2 Training DaysChapter 15 Training s End
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As we crossed the bridge over the Columbia River, into Washington state, I spoke up. "We won't be flying out of Seattle today. We'll do that two days from now."
"Why, Master?" asked Pyx.
"Two reason. First, the more I've read about Seattle, the more I wanted to spend some time there.
"And second, I thought we might want to spend some time today in Olympia."
"Vanessa!" shrieked Vonda.
"That's right. I thought you might want to see where you sister lives."
She hugged me so exuberantly I almost lost control of the car. "Oh, Master! Thank you!"
"By my calculations, we should be there by two pm."
Vonda entered the address into our rental's GPS.
Soon after we crossed into Washington, the near constant drizzle stopped. While it was still overcast, the sky got lighter.
As we approached noon, I looked for a place to eat.
Vonda tried to convince me to skip lunch, and keep driving.
Pyx, though, overruled her. With her metabolism, skipping a meal was almost unthinkable.
I compromised, and went through the drive thru. My youngest got her much needed calories, and we got back on the road as quick as possible.
We were at a stop light. Beyond it was the highway on-ramp. Pyx was already munching on some fries, out of the bag.
"Would you like me to drive for a while, Master?" asked Vonda.
"Oh no! I want to get to Vanessa's in one piece, and without any traffic tickets."
My red-head tried to protest, but knew it was pointless.
"If anyone were to drive, right now, besides me, it would be Pyx."
"Who me?" said my blonde, with her mouth full. "I'm not a good enough driver."
"Girl, the state of Oklahoma has tested your driving abilities, and has deemed you competent to drive on all types of roads."
Even Vonda backed me up. "I've seen you drive. You're a good driver."
She tried to protest, but I interrupted her. "That settles it. As soon as you're done eating, you will take your turn at the wheel."
She went pale. "Yes, Master."
When she finished off her second apple pie, I pulled over, onto the side of the road, and got out. I got into the passenger's seat, and Pyx got into the driver's.
She took a few minutes, adjusting her seat and rearview mirrors. She waited for a break in the traffic. When she got an opening, she smoothly accelerated into the flow. She set the cruise control to the exact speed limit.
A few minutes after two, we pulled in Vanessa Harrill's driveway. Vanessa came out running. Her twin jumped out of the back seat and hugged her. The two engaged in a little-more-than-sisterly kissing.
Next she hugged Pyx. "Hey there, kid! Keeping it bare?"
My slave nodded seriously. "We got waxed before we left."
"Why, that's cheating!" she said teasingly.
"I thought so too," Pyx replied, just above a whisper.
She then turned to me. "There he is! The man who saved my family!" She gave me a hug. Both hand clasping my ass. "Boy, tonight I'm going to wear you out," she whispered in my ear.
Both girls looked confused. "How did he save your family?"
"You don't know?" exclaimed Vanessa. She turned to me. "Why didn't you tell them?"
"I wanted it to be a surprise."
She grabbed both of my girls' arms and escorted them inside her small home. "You remember how my two kids were staying with the ex-in-laws?"
Vonda nodded. "You didn't want to expose them to the porn lifestyle."
"That's right. I had just given up on ever getting them back, when, out of the blue, Alex here, e-mailed me. He said he wanted to invest in 'Nessie's Room.' He asked how much it would take to make the operation world class.
"I sent back this outrageous amount, thinking he wasn't serious.
"He responded by asking for my bank account number, and said the funds would be in my account tomorrow."
"Hey! Don't make me out to be a saint. In exchange, I own fifty percent of Nessie's Room, Inc."
"And that helped you get your kids back?" asked Pyx.
Vanessa nodded. "When I gave up custody, my website was just starting up. I was filming, and editing in this house. Not a place for kids.
"As my success grew, I got an old warehouse that I converted into a studio, to do all the filming. It was all wide open spaces, which is great for photography, but there was no place to edit. So I kept on doing it here.
"With Alex's money, I built onto the warehouse. I had a suite of rooms added on, that are used for meetings, accounting, and a state-of-the-art editing and visual effects center. No more porn related stuff in my house.
"When I called my ex-in-laws, and told them that I wanted my kids back, they balked. They said my profession was not the right environment for children, regardless of their level of exposure.
"With some of Alex's funds, I hired the best family law practice in the state, and won them back. They've been back a week now."
I looked down at my watch. "Do you think we have enough time to see the facilities, before they get back from school?"
"I don't see why not," said Vanessa. "And if we do run late, I'll leave them a note telling them to go over to the Donaldsons across the street. They have a child also in their class.
The headquarters of Nessie's Room, Inc. was only two miles from Vanessa's house, but in a completely different neighborhood. It was nestled amidst a bunch of warehouses, and looked right at home. A third of the building, though made of the same type of bricks, was newer, if you looked at it carefully.
There was no sign, no indication of what type of business was inside. And I can see why. Imagine what kind of trouble there'd be if the location of a porn studio was made public.
Vanessa had to unlock two stout metal doors, then disarm a security keypad, before we got into the building. Inside the doors was a brightly lit small office, that looked like it could be part of any small business. A dumpy middle-aged woman was answering phones. "NRI. May I help you?"
"Hi, Marsha," said Vanessa.
The secretary smiled and waved back.
Vonda's twin led us through a side door, and out into a cavernous room. The walls were painted that shade of green they use so they can substitute whatever background they want in a movie.
"Nothing shooting today.
"So far, we've used this room for a sci-fi space movie, and are about to start production on a pirate one."
I scratched my head. "With just a few exceptions, porn movies are great for getting your rocks off, but suck in script, production, and acting."
"We're working to change that. John Hyne, who is also an investor, is a genius when it comes to all types of special effects. He can make a small budget movie look much more lavish.
"I have a board of editors, of which I am one, who goes through every script we use. They work hard to make each one the best script possible.
"And finally, all actors we put under contract, go to acting classes, either here or in L.A."
I was impressed. "That is different. Any of them flunk out?"
"We've only been doing this for a few months, but we've already had to let one girl go. She was beautiful and sexy, but she couldn't act her way out of a paper bag, even with classes.
I laughed. "I've seen loads of those in porn movies."
She showed us around some smaller sets, mostly used for bedroom scenes.
Next came the costume and makeup department. In one corner of the large dressing room, there was a large walk-in closet, stocked with every kind of sex toy and devise you could imagine.
My eyes lit up. "Vanessa, do you mind if I borrow an item, just for tonight? I promise to leave it when we leave Olympia."
She spread her arms. "Be my guest."
I found a cloth bag, like they want you to use at grocery stores. I took it with me into the closet, and closed the door behind me.
When Vonda and Pyx wanted to come in with me, I winked at them. "It is to be a surprise."
I came out after just a few minutes.
Our last stop was a large set of double doors. Vanessa said, "This room is my tech guy, John's, baby. He is convinced this is the future of movies. Me? I'm not convinced. But he got all the equipment. All I had to do was build the room."
Behind the doors was a spherical room, about thirty feet across. The walls were white, with little black dots, about the size of an Oreo, evenly spaced on them. When the doors closed, they blended in with the rest of the walls, almost perfectly. It felt like you were inside a snow globe, except you couldn't see out.
In the middle of the room was a narrow pyramid of large white padded blocks, about fifteen feet high. The blocks were all attached to each other, so the structure would not come apart ... Scattered over the pyramid was a dozen pink and a dozen black little pillows, each three inches square.
"What's this place?" asked Vonda.
"It is an attempt to film from all angles." Vanessa pointed the walls. "See those dots? Each one is a HD camera; one hundred and twenty of them, in all. When viewed on a computer, you can watch all action in this room from any angle, swooping in and out and around the actors, like a fly in the room.
I caught onto the idea. "That sounds amazing. Do you have any footage you can show us?"
She shook her head. "We just finished getting it built. I was hoping you girls would be our first test subjects."
Vonda said, "Sure."
Pyx looked at me; and when I nodded, she whispered, "Okay."
Vanessa ushered me to the doors. "We'll be watching from the control room."
We exited, going to the next door down the hall. The control room turned out to be inside the curves of the sphere.
Looking at a monitor, I could see that the girls were standing by the pyramid. "Do you want us to undress?" asked Pyx to the air.
Vanessa spoke into the microphone. "That won't be necessary..."
I butted in. "I think that's a great idea."
The two nodded, and proceeded to disrobe.
"What made you think I wanted you naked?" asked Vanessa.
Her twin shrugged. "This is an adult studio. We just figured whatever you wanted us to do would involve us being nude."
"For this initial test, no."
My two looked disappointed.
"But I think you'll find it a lot of fun."
As they were taking off their clothes, my host pointed at a small control knob, by the keyboard. "Give it a try."
I pushed the knob up, and my view of the girls moved up, until I was seeing the tops of their heads. Pushing to the right or left swung my view around them, so I could see them from all angles, except when blocked by the pyramid.
She pointed at the set of buttons, next to the knob.
"This button lets you zoom in, and this one lets you zoom out. And these three let you freeze frame, rewind, and fast forward.
And all the cameras are on?"
"That's right."
I practiced circling around and over my slaves, who were waiting with dwindling patience.
Vanessa spoke into the microphone. "We're going to play a variation of the game King of the Hill. When I sound the buzzer, grab a beanbag and get it to the top of the pyramid, before your competitor. Pyx is pink and Vonda is black. First one to five, wins."
"What's the prize?" asked Vonda.
"That's up to Alex."
Before they could ask any more questions, Vanessa called out, "Ready, set..." Beep went the buzzer.
It was quickly obvious that Pyx, while younger and smaller, was also a better climber. She went ahead four to nothing in short order.
Vonda, who didn't like being shown up, grabbed the blonde, as she scrambled up for the fifth time. She pulled her off the pyramid. Pyx wrapped her legs around her waist. They tumbled down to the hill.
Fortunately, the floor beneath them was padded like the blocks that made the pyramid. They landed on the bottom, with no injury.
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About a week later, Vonda misbehaved yet again. Pyx had just left for work. Since her training was over, she was working three eight-hour shifts (12-8 pm Tuesday-Thursday-Saturday), instead of two twelve-hour ones. I was going over the invite list for the Christmas party at the home computer, when Vonda called from the bedroom. "Master, I have something to show you." I looked up from the list. "Okay." In she walked, topless, but wearing a pair of blue jeans. I could have started...
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"And welcome to Day Two of the round-up show of the Olympiad here in London," a smart suited gentleman said to the camera in a clear voice with a cheesy smirk. "And what a programme we have lined up for you today. It's been thrills, excitement and plenty of action." His co-host, a beautiful young lady with bouncing brunette hair and an infectious smile nodded. "There's some great events coming up," she agreed and the host leant back on the red sofa. "First a look at the medal...
They stood before each other, both their chests heaving up and down as they fought for breath. Ellie felt exhilarated, they had run round and around the house like two little sisters playing a game of catch. She could feel her heart pounding and her twin was responding identically to her. She thought for a moment, as she strived to get control of her breathing once more, why was the robot gasping for breath? Surely it didn’t breath. Then is occurred to her, that it was mimicking her, learning...
You should read the first parts of this story before reading this chapter in order to better understand it. It starts with “Jenny’s Sexual Awakening, Then Jenny’s 16th Birthday. Names involved Barb and Bob Wilson ... the neighbors Ray and Maryann (Mary) Jenny’s father and mother Jenny ... the daughter Maryann, Jenny’s mom sat with Ray her husband and started to talk with him about Jenny. Then she talked about what had been going on between Jenny and all the people whom she had sex with,...
My wife and I had invited a mutal male friend of ours to our home in fla. We knew him to a "ladies man" of a long time and we also knew that it made no difference to him if they were married or not.John, was a likeable guy anyway. We had a lot of fun on the tennis court with him and various partners that he brought from time to time so that was really how we got to know him well.So, he came alone to visit us and we wanted to play a prank surprise on him so I suggested to my wife that when he...
Pretty brunette Aften Opal is full of surprises, and she loves doing the unexpected with her stepdad. So, while he gets ready to leave the house, she sneaks up behind him and jerks his cock until he’s rock hard. The lucky guy is a little shocked, but he can’t help but go with the flow as his gorgeous stepdaughter caresses his cock. She wraps her lips around the head of his dick and runs her tongue all the way down his shaft. Then, she backs her pussy up on his boner and rides it until she...
xmoviesforyouNo way is this a follow-up to ‘Number’s Game,’ featuring none other than the popular friend, Drew Stamenski?!? *gasp* It took a while, and hopefully it’s what everyone’s been wishing for. I actually started this before this season’s trade deadline and wouldn’t you know it? Our beloved ‘Drew Stamenski’ was traded. Still, I wasn’t about to change the entire story around because the team let him go, so just ignore the current roster and enjoy this story! To those new to my stories, there is a...
Cuckold’s Descent by Headhunter Some people might say it was my own fault. My name is Roger, and I’m a successful stockbroker, and I had worked long hours to give my wife and myself a comfortable, even luxurious life. A large house in a gated neighborhood, with an in-ground heated pool and a four-car garage. She had her own Mercedes SLK, while I made do with my Lexus, and we had a Grand Cherokee for more strenuous travel. Meredith seldom paid less than $350 for a blouse or skirt, $75 for a bit...
Corporal Andres Mesa, Monday, August 14, 2006 My car was nicer than Javier's, so we had decided that I would drive to school. I arrived at his house about an hour before school was supposed to start. Javier was in the kitchen eating cornflakes. "You're here a little early," he remarked. "I figured we'd drive past the Scott house and see what their morning routine is." "How's the stakeout going?" "We've definitely established a pattern of movement that's consistent with...
Chapter Nineteen Splinters exploded as the bullet hit the wood beam, two feet above the gymnasium doors as Sofia ran after the girls into the large empty space, the sound of the men's running feet disappearing as the doors closed behind them. Four seconds she thought, four seconds to get these girls hidden, but where? Sofia looked left and right at the white painted walls, shadows and bands of light shining off the glossy surface from the skylights above looking like demons clawing...
I am Rahul age 22 from Hyderabad Andhra Pradesh, I want to share my sex experience which I had with my maid, her name is Gayatri 36 years she works in my home from 2years she comes daily in the morning and in the evening, when she cleans the floor of my house her sarry pallu drops and her breasts are clearly visible she wears no bra, daily when she comes into my room to clean the floor I enjoy seeing her breasts and many times I feel as I fuck her sizes are 36-32-55 approx, her husband is a...
Ned was lounging in his residence. A knocking on his veranda door caught his attention. He pulled back the curtains to find Willow motioning for him to open it. ‘Come out to the pool with us.’ she shouted through cupped hands against the glass. Ned opened the door and emerged to stand next to the buxom Willow. She wore just bikini bottoms and flip-flops. Several months prior, Ned had helped Willow with a general coaching tune-up and he recalled the way her breasts had moved, bounced and jiggled...
Mera naam Ansh hai aur meri age hai 19 saal. Main 2nd year mein hu aur ghar par hi rahakar padhai karta hu. Meri maa ka naam Radha hai aur woh 40 years ki hai. Maa ka rang ekdum gora hai aur unka figure 36-30-38 hai. Maa house wife hai aur ghar par hi rahati hai. Mere papa ki age 43 hai aur woh ek school teacher hai. Papa subah 9am se 5pm tak bahar hi rahate hai. Humare ghar mein hum teen hi members hai. Humare ghar mein do bedroom hai. Maa subah jaldi uth kar naha leti hai aur fir papa ka...
At 24 years old I became a widower. Karen, my wife of three years waskilled in an auto accident on the eve of our third anniversary. She waskilled by some idiot running from the police. I had been depressed andunder a doctors care since the accident. I simply could not get past herbeing gone. Karen's parents and her younger brother were the only family Ihad now. My parents having passed away when I was 13. The aunt who hadraised me after their death died just before our wedding three...
It was the last full day of the convention, and after breakfast Ginger met us and we were on our way there. She once again said how much she had enjoyed the game the night before, and I told her she was more than welcome to join us that night for champagne.Once we got there, we had barely started to wander the floor when I heard my name over the PA. Mr. Cummings was there with Roy, and after going to a private room they told me that all the arrangements were being made. Mr. Cummings had become...
Hi friends, I am Vijay from Coimbatore, just now I finished my engineering. I am here to share my true sex experience with my neighbor aunty who lived in upstairs of our house for rent. I regularly read the ISS to time pass. And my first sex encounter takes place a year before with my sex angel. I’m not going to reveal her name for safety purpose. To describe her complexion she is milky white and has good pair of boobs which attracts me so much. She had structure of 36-28-32. She is very...
Mrs O loves to be looked at. At home, it's not unusual for her to go out in something low cut and get a thrill out of knowing that men are peeping down her top but this is as far as she tends to take it. But when we leave the country, it rises to a whole different level. A couple of years back we were in Greece enjoying a quiet holiday.The hot weather usually makes her feel randier than usual so i get used to her behaving in more sexual way and of course the hot weather means she wears far less...