Playing His Game (The Reynolds Brothers) (21 page)

The entire drive
north-east is made in silence and by the time we pull up to the house I'm
sweating and anxious.

"It'll be
okay, Winnie. Just a few hours and we can put this behind us."

Can we? I don't
think we can.

The home we pull
up at is large and beautifully landscaped. It's a one-level ranch that sits in
the middle of a couple acres worth of land. We make our way to the door when it
opens and Don greets us.

"Hey,
superstar. You ready for today?"

"I'm as ready
as I'll ever be," Scott replies as we walk into the home. The entryway is
boxed off and small, leaving me feeling slightly claustrophobic.

"We'll be
shooting in the master bedroom. It's one hell of a bedroom though. Jacuzzi, sex
swing, stripper pole. You name it and he has it. Should be a fun day."

We follow him into
the home and down the wide-open hallway filled with family portraits on both
walls. The exact opposite of what I pictured after hearing about this master
bedroom. We stop outside a door on the right towards the end of the hallway.

"Here's the
bathroom, Scott. You know what to do." Don looks over at me. "Winnie,
you can follow me into the bedroom and I'll show you the set Scott and Tawny
will be working with."

I look over at
Scott nervously, but he just nods his head, encouraging me to go with Don.
"Okay," I reply, and follow Don to the master bedroom.

He wasn't kidding
when he said how big it was. Even with the small crew inside it, it's still the
largest bedroom I've ever been in. There's a Jacuzzi in the corner of the room
that could fit twelve or so people in it. Not too far away is the sex swing I
heard about, secured tightly to the ceiling. In the middle of the room is a
chrome, rotating stripper pole and at the other end of the room is the large
California King size bed with Tawny sprawled out in the middle of it.

She's naked and
making an obscene gestures as a man with a camera takes pictures of her. It's
not until I see Tawny that I realize I can't go through with this. I can’t
watch Scott have sex with her. I can’t even know that Scott has had sex with
her. I turn to run out of the room and run smack into Scott's hard chest.

"What's
wrong, beauty?"

"I- I can't,"
I half sob into the gray t-shirt he's wearing. "I can't watch you do
it."

He pulls away from
me and then crouches down so we're at the same eye level. "You said you
were okay with this?"

"Well, I'm
obviously not," I spit out, a little harsher than I originally planned.

He looks like he
might be sick himself. His face pales and he drags one of his hands through his
messy dark hair. "I already signed a contract, Winnie. I have to do this.
I have no choice."

He signed the
contract already? From working for Jared the last few months I’ve seen what
some of these contracts look like. It's some serious stuff and if Scott bails
now he'll be in even more financial trouble than he was before. There's nothing
he can do. This leaves me with only one choice.

"I'll do it,"
I smile up at him. "If you have to shoot this then I'll star in it with
you." The words fall out of my mouth before I can even consider the
repercussions.

"It doesn't
work that way, Winnie. Tawny's a star in this business and you're not. They
need a star, baby."

"I'll talk to
Don. He'll let me do it," I reply with tears still running down my eyes.
"Please, Scott. I can't stand the thought of you fucking another woman.
Please..."

"I love this
idea!" Don's voice comes out of nowhere and we both turn our heads to the
side to see him standing just a few feet away. "It'll add to the leaked
sex tape vibe we were going for if you're not in this movie with a know porn
star. Plus, you two are fucking in real life so the chemistry will be there.
The only problem is we haven't tested her for STDs."

"I'm clean
and Scott and I have unprotected sex all of the time."

"Well, that's
reassuring," Don replies while looking at Scott skeptically. "Did you
have unprotected sex with her in the last few days? Because the rules are that
after you have an STD test you are to refrain from unprotected sex."

Scott looks at me
and then back to Don. "No, man. This is the first time I've seen her in a
week. I followed your rules."

"Good. Just
let me talk to Tawny and let her down easy. In the meantime," Don says,
looking over at me. "Go get in hair and make-up. They'll clean you
up."

He walks away and
over to the bed where Tawny is laid out.

"I don't
think this is a good idea, Winn. If you do this, the whole world is going to
see you having sex. Is that something you really want?"

No, it's not. It's
the last thing I want but if it's the only way to make this horrible situation
better, then I'll do it. I'll do it because I love Scott.

"I want you
and if I watch you having sex with Tawny then I won’t have you anymore. That's
not a risk I’m willing to take." I lean in and give him a chaste kiss on
the cheek before walking away into hair and make-up.

There's no turning
back now. I'm in this for the long haul.

★★★

I've been plucked,
waxed and shaved in every area imaginable. After that I had to stay naked for
an all over spray tan as strange men measured me so they could find an outfit
for me to wear. While getting my hair and make-up done I had to sit with a butt
plug up my ass so that I was ready for the shoot. I've had anal sex before with
Scott, but the butt plug somehow makes me feel violated.

Weird, right?

While getting my
hair and make-up done Don went over how today's shoot will go and it actually
sounds pretty hot. It's just weird to think that I'll be the one performing
what he's explained. He had me sign a contract and I had him agree not to
release my name. That was my only demand in all of this. I don't want my name
released.

I'm not put in any
lingerie, just a white fitted tank top and bootie pink cheerleading shorts that
let my ass cheeks fall out the back. My breasts are naturally large which gives
Don the desired effect he was looking for. You can see my tits through the thin
material of the tank.

Scott comes in
wearing a pair of denim jeans and a basic black t-shirt. They've also given him
a spray tan, as well as covered up his bruises with concealer. He looks
perfect.

He walks over to
me and slips an arm around my waist. Lowering his mouth to my ear he whispers,
"Are you sure you're okay with this?"

It's still awkward
between us. We still haven't had a chance to talk about the past week and now
we're being told to screw each other in front of people we've never met before.
We have to get rid of this tension between us.

I turn in his arm
and whisper, "Kiss me."

"Huh?"

"Just kiss
me. Kiss me like we're by ourselves and not in a room with strangers waiting
for us to have sex. Just kiss me."

He leans in and
brushes his lips against mine and I groan, wrapping my arms around him and
pulling his mouth closer to mine. I've missed his lips. I've missed the way his
body makes me feel safe and loved, even if he doesn't actually feel that way
himself. I open my mouth and let his tongue enter as we tangle them together. I
let my tongue slide against the roof of his mouth before I release him, panting
against his lips.

"It's just
us. You and me. No matter what's going on between us right now, we need to push
that to the side and just be the old us for a few hours. We need to trust each
other. Can we do that?" I look up into his eyes and wait for a response.

"How did I
get so lucky? Yes, we can do that." His lips brush against my forehead and
then we separate and wait to start filming.

The lighting guys
are making their final adjustments as Don says something to one of the
cameramen and then looks in our direction.

"We ready to
go?" Don asks.

I nod my head as
Scott replies, "Yep."

"Okay, just
like we talked about before. Scott, go behind the door and Doug over there will
tap you on the shoulder when it's your time to enter the room. Just follow the
general idea of the movie, improvise when it feels right and if we need
something specific from you we'll interject and tell you. Just have fun,
okay?"

Scott nods his head
and I just stand there like a deer in headlights. Sex with Scott is always fun,
but I have a feeling this shoot won't be. I need to look at this like an
actress would. I'm just playing a part and I need to sell what I'm doing in
order for the audience to believe it. I love Scott and we have awesome sexual
chemistry. It should be no big deal.

I walk over to one
of the cameras and wait for Don to call action. After a few more minutes of
fixing the camera angles and adjusting one of the lights it's time.

"Action!"

I bend over the
camera and pretend to play with something on the side of it. Since the goal of
this shoot is to make it look like a leaked sex tape I'm supposed to pretend to
be turning all three cameras on in the room. The viewers will know that this is
actually a studio production, but the sex tape angle is our storyline for this
flick.

After pretending
to play with the second and third camera, angling them just right, I walk
seductively over to the bed and lie down. I primp and fluff my hair, adjust my
clothing and pose seductively while staring at the door, waiting for Scott to
enter. Seconds go by and I look over at the clock on the wall frustrated,
before I start playing with my fingers, boredom written all over my face. As a
few more seconds tick by I let my hands go on the prowl.

The palm of my
right hand starts on my stomach and then slides lower, gliding down the front
of the pink cheer shorts I'm wearing and between my legs. I don't rub myself. I
just lightly caress the material as I let out a slow whimper. My left hand
slides under my white tank top and moves upwards until my palm is covering my
tit. I squeeze and moan, giving the camera exactly what it wants.

The bedroom door
opens and in walks Scott as I'm gently fondling myself. His eyes slowly
appraise my body and then he looks over at all three cameras, assessing the
situation.

"Having fun
without me?" Scott asks me in an odd tone. It's sexy, but it's not the way
he usually talks. I decide to take his queue and talk slightly different as
well.

"Just passing
the time until you came home. Now the fun can begin," I reply seductively.

Scott's arms lift
up behind his neck as he grabs the collar of his shirt and pulls it over his
head, tossing it on the ground. His facial expression has become territorial,
almost like a hunter when they look at their prey.

He stalks over to
the edge of the bed and grabs on to my ankles before pulling me closer to him
until my ass is practically hanging off the edge of the mattress. It's then
that I stiffen up. I don't think I can go through with this.

Scott's watching
me and I can see the second he realizes I'm not acting anymore. His body
language changes and the hunter that was there before has softened, looking
more like a concerned boyfriend. He leans over my body and tilts slightly to
the side, blocking my entire body from the main camera.

His lips move to
my ear. "It's just you and me, remember? Forget about the cameras or
acting. It's just you and me. I've got you, beauty. You're safe."

His words reassure
me and I can feel the fear start to leave my body. I turn into him and look up
into those beautiful eyes I love so much and whisper, "Just you and
me."

I lean in and kiss
him and then we continue to shoot the scene. After three hours of being fucked
helpless in a sex swing, masturbating in a Jacuzzi, bending over a stripper
pole until both of my hands gripped the base as Scott fucked me in the ass, and
having sex in positions I never even imagined, I'm spent. My body is sore and I
can barely walk.

My emotions are
all over the place, too. I'm happy because Scott just made enough money to stay
alive, I'm upset because of what we had to do to get the money, and I'm sated
because I definitely hit an all-time high for the most orgasms in one session
of sex - nine. I'm pissed because my goal was not to have an orgasm on camera.
I planned to fake them. I feel vulnerable because I just let a bunch of dirty
old men watch me have sex and film it, so millions of other dirty old men can
watch me.

I feel dirty
myself because I've hit my ultimate low and there's no going back from
something like this.

Chapter Nineteen

On the drive home
we're quiet. Scott holds my hand but it's not comforting like it has been in
the past. All I want to do is go home and take a long, hot shower and scrub off
everything that we did today.

When we pull up in
Scott's driveway he cuts the engine and removes his key from the ignition. He
plays with the small metal circle, removing a silver key.

"Go let
yourself in. I'll be back shortly."

"Maybe I
should just stay at Jared and Autumn's tonight-"

"No. After
the day we had today I need you to stay here. I need to know that we're
okay."

I smile up at him
and nod my head in agreement, but I'm actually not sure if we'll be okay. This
morning I would have said yes, absolutely. But having sex on camera for three
hours can change a person's perspective. I can't help but fear that no matter
what the outcome of today was, we would never be okay again.

Grabbing the key
from him, I open the passenger door and hop out. He watches me until I've made
it inside his house and then he pulls out of the driveway. He didn't say it but
he's leaving to go pay off his debt. The money feels dirty to me so I guess it
would make sense that his dirty money was going to pay off his dirty habit.