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"I can't believe I agreed to this," Brendan said quietly as we were getting ready to shoot one extra scene for our movie. "I really should quit this business, it's just not worth it."
He was half right, we just finished a movie about ballbusting, and we were supposed to be done, but we had the set and equipment for an extra day, so our director decided to shoot one more scene. It's also a chance to shoot another scene with Olivia.
"Are you kidding? Look at Olivia over there, she's the hottest woman in porn, by far. Look at those tits. All you have to do is take a little pain, and you'll get to fuck her or get your cock sucked."
"I guess, but I hate being tied up. And I feel like Olivia might be a little angry with me."
She was a little angry with him. He has a bad habit of choking his co-stars and being rough during sex scenes, and it pissed Olivia off so much that she grabbed his balls and squeezed them. I hoped that I was still on Olivia's good side, though I did cum prematurely a few times and wreck some scenes. I guess we'll find out, because the two of us were each tied up to tables with our legs spread wide apart, and our arms over our heads. We were naked, exposed, and helpless.
"What are we going to do in this scene?" Brendan asked our director, Brian.
"I'm leaving that up to Olivia, whatever she feels like."
"Oh shit," Brendan said under his breath.
Olivia walked in, dressed in a lacy push-up bra, a matching thong, and some high heels. That was it. Her breasts looked incredible as always, both Brendan and I watched her every move. My cock stiffened with every passing second. She's so hot with those big titties on that skinny body.
"Olivia, you look amazing," Brian said. "Are you ready?"
Olivia looked over at us, "I sure am."
"Okay, then ... Action."
Olivia walked slowly up to Brendan, looking at his balls the whole time. She grabbed them and squeezed. Brendan squirmed in her grip, but couldn't get away.
"Fuck!" Brendan said. He winced and tugged on the restraints.
Olivia let go of Brendan's balls, they were already red, and I bet they hurt like fuck. She walked over between my legs and grabbed my balls. It hurt, but I was so hot for Olivia that I liked it. In fact, I felt like I might cum. I closed my eyes and tried to think of my grandmother. It helped a little, at least I didn't orgasm.
She let go of my balls, walked back over to Brendan, and stood between his legs. His balls hung off the end of the table, she pulled her knee back, then slammed it into them. The dull thud of bone hitting meat filled the room. Brendan groaned and pulled against the restraints. She took a step back to watch Brendan struggling, then she did it again. And again. Brendan groaned as she beat on his balls, squirming and trying to get away, but with nowhere to go. He breathed a sigh of relief when she stepped back. She walked over to a cabinet and pulled out a strap-on. She attached it to herself and grabbed some lube, then she stepped back between his legs.
"No, not that!" Brendan squawked.
"Quiet!"
"Please."
"One more word and I'll skip the lube." She held up the container of lube as she said it.
Brendan shut his mouth, and Olivia applied lube on his hole and on the strap-on. She lined up and pushed it into him, he grunted as she pushed it in deep.
"UNNH!" He grunted. I watched in fascination as Olivia fucked his ass. She seemed to be enjoying herself, thrusting deep into him. I think she liked dominating him. It was obvious that Brendan didn't like it. I wondered how I would like it. Probably not much, but who knows. Olivia's breasts were swinging right over his face as she fucked him, I would enjoy watching that.
Olivia reached for Brendan's cock, and she began stroking it as she fucked him. She started slowly, running her hand up and down the shaft, but soon she was jerking him off quickly. He squirmed and still struggled against the restraints, but he was moaning too. He was going to cum.
"Fuck!" he moaned loudly as his body stiffened, then his hard cock shot a rope of cum all the way up to his face. Holy fuck, he came on his face. I nearly laughed, but I knew it was my turn next. She jerked him until he was finished cumming, his stomach and chest were covered in his cum. There was just a splash of it on his dorky mustache. Fucking great.
She pulled out of him and stepped back, then looked over at me. She walked over slowly, looking at my cock and balls the whole way. I couldn't tell if she looked hungry, angry, or just plain horny. She stepped in close, then rammed her knee into my balls.
"UNNNNNNNNH!" I grunted as her knee smashed my balls into the table. The pain was intense, but just as intense was my desire for her. Watching her tits swing around as she kneed me, the slight smile on her pretty face. I wanted another knee, it came.
"FUCK!" I grunted.
And another knee to the balls.
"MORE!" I moaned.
"GIVE ME MORE!"
She slammed her knee into my balls, I cried out, but my cock was so hard.
"MORE?" she asked angrily.
"DO IT!"
Another shot, just as hard as the last one, but different. Worse. I made a noise, a guttural noise, like a wounded animal. Olivia glanced up at me, checking to see if I was okay. I wasn't sure that I was. My balls were screaming in pain, every muscle in my body was tight.
Her hand grabbed my cock, she lifted it and leaned in to examine my balls. What was she going to do to my balls? I moaned loudly when she sucked them into her mouth. It felt incredible after the pounding they just took. More than incredible, it felt like ...
"OH FUCK!" I moaned loudly as my cock throbbed in her hand and shot a rope of cum straight up. "FUCK YES!" She looked at my cock in surprise as it spewed cum all over my stomach and chest. She jerked it slowly as I emptied my balls, enjoying an amazing orgasm. As the last of my cum dribbled out, she threw my cock onto my stomach in disgust and stepped back.
"You dipshit! Why did you cum?" she asked angrily.
"I dunno."
"I wanted you to fuck me." Then she drove her knee into my now empty balls.
"FUCK!" I cried out. My limp cock flopped around with my balls. The pain shocked me as I lay on my back tied up. Olivia stormed off set, leaving Brendan and me tied up. That was the end of the scene, the director called cut, and one of the interns untied us.
I stood up and walked over to the side of the set to find my clothes. Olivia made her way over by me. "I wasn't kidding, I'm pissed at you for cumming. I wanted you to fuck me."
"Sorry, I didn't mean to."
"Come by my dressing room later, you owe me a fuck."