Page 32 of Deadly Aloha
“So, just to clarify, you’re good with fucking me now and then letting me go to a night club tonight and fuck another woman on camera?”
Though she nodded, I saw it. The flicker of hurt, the worry, at my words. She was notgoodwith it. Yet, she was saying she was. Why? “Sure.” Her voice cracked. Lu had never been a good liar. “Like I said, have fun.”
I nodded evenly. “Oh, we will.”
Her eyes flashed up to me. “What?Iam not going?—”
“Sure you are,” I said, just as casually as she had spoken to me. “If you’re ‘good’,” I let the mockery bleed through my voice, “with me fucking another woman, then you might as well be there for the real thing rather than just watching us live on my channel. Better the experience.”
Lu’s cheeks flushed, but before she could say anything, I resumed fucking her. I had no intention of fucking another woman, any other woman, than the one currently under me. She was up to something, and I’d figure it out soon. But until then, I’d make her remember just how incredible only I could make her feel.
Waikiki hada vast variety of night clubs.Night Lightswas the local nickname for a small club that not many tourists knew about. It was a good place to go when you didn’t want to deal withmalihinis. And the owner was what one might call a business acquaintance. Makana didn’t mind renting out his night club for a private party, so long as he could participate. Since his family was well known in the area, he wore a mask, andhe actually had a decent following online because he also had ten rungs in his Jacob’s ladderanda Prince Albert.
The club was open to bystanders who were aware of the shoot. If they didn’t want to be on camera then they could wear a black eye mask like Makana. To participate, they had to bring proof of their clean health from a local center, sign a waiver, and provide us with legal documentation. They could remain anonymous on camera, but I still had to know who they were for legal reasons. Also, protection was a requirement. No condom, no vagina.
Our woman tonight was Emi. The scenario we were filming was her ‘boyfriend’ was embarrassed by how slutty Emi had dressed for a night out. If she was going to dress like a slut, she was going tobea slut. He would then remove her clothing and parade her around the club for anyone to touch, grope, and fondle. In the middle of the club was a support beam. Emi would then be tied to the beam with her hands over her head by a rope so she could face forward or backwards on the pole. Her ‘boyfriend’ would have the DJ announce that Emi’s holes were available for any and all usage.
I had most of my male actors booked for tonight. My actors were the only ones allowed to go bareback, because we needed the creampie shots. I had their history and records, and they also were not allowed to have unprotected sex outside of a shoot. It was in their contracts, and none of them had the balls to cross me. Not if they wanted to keep them anyway.
Lu and I arrived together. Mainly because after fucking her, we ended up taking a two hour nap in her bed before I woke her up so she could ride me. Then I put her on the back of my motorcycle and we arrived just in time to meet my camera crew to help with set up. It may have been years, but Lu hadn’t forgotten. She slipped right in and started helping out. Two of my camera crew were even here when we started the filmingbusiness, when it was just Lu and me with the occasional friend joining in. Now that I had a crew of nearly a dozen, she had a lot more names to learn.
Emi walked right in and came sashaying over to me with a big smile. “Aloiki!” She threw her arms around my neck. I let her, only because I knew Lu could see us. She was still determined to let me fuck Emi tonight. I had no intention of doing so, nor did I want Emi’s arms around me, but I wanted to see how far Lu would take this. She was bluffing, we both knew it. Why, was the question I wanted answered.
I stared at Lu, a dare in my eyes, as Emi kissed my cheek. I did not, however, kiss her back or return her hug.
“I’m so excited for tonight,” Emi cooed, running her fingers down my bare chest. She turned to look at the support beam where two of my crew were hanging the rope that her ‘boyfriend’ would use to tie her up and add to her humiliation. “I hope you’re one of my firsts. I need your cock to open me up for the others’. I want to break my record tonight.”
I had no idea what sort of Daddy Issues were going on inside her head and I didn’t care. She was hot, she was willing, and frankly, a little too eager. But her videos were some of my bestsellers. I glanced over at Lu, wondering if she knew or realized that the video from almost six years ago where I took her anal virginity was still my bestseller.
“Of course,” I told Emi, loud enough for Lu to hear. She was standing by the bar, helping Daniel hang a key light. He was doing all the heavy lifting while she was merely handing him tools or moving the wire. Good, I didn’t have to kill him.
Emi did an annoying little squeal that Lu would never be caught dead doing. She had more dignity, and actually acted her age. Emi had this ‘little girl’ airhead thing going, dressing with the pigtails and short skirt like she was a child instead of the mid-twenties woman she was. She reminded me of a Japaneseversion of Kandi, April Bowlby’s character fromTwo and a Half Men.I had no doubt it was an act. Like something she did because she thought that’s what men were attracted to.
No man I knew of wanted to deal with that, but that was on her.
Since she was a regular actress, I’d fucked her on multiple occasions under various scenarios. If I remembered correctly, the last time was a ‘stuck fuck’ where she was searching for something under her bed and got ‘stuck’. I, portraying her stepbrother, then came in to help and ended up fucking her in the ass instead. That was maybe two weeks ago. We’d used the loft in the bunkhouse where the twins slept as her ‘bedroom’ so we didn’t have to set up fake backgrounds or anything. Subscribers liked it when we changed up locations.
“Are you my boyfriend tonight?” Emi practically purred. She rubbed her surgically enlarged tits up against my bicep.
“We were paired up last time,” I reminded her, one eye still on Lu. Emi pouted and I chucked her chin playfully. “Don’t worry, Emi. I got you Pauly tonight.”
Emi’s eyes lit up a moment before she resumed her pouting face. “He’s still not you, Aloiki.”
“Sucking up to the boss?” I asked Emi as Lu turned her back on us. My eyes narrowed. What the fuck was up with her? I knew for a fact that she did not want me fucking Emi or any other woman. So why was she pushing me to do this? Why was she acting like she didn’t care?
I was never going to understand the female brain.
Emi’s hands went to the button of my jeans. “Not yet,” she said, batting her eyes at me. “But I can be.”
I supposed I walked into that one. “Not right now,” I told her. “I need to make sure everything is set up so Makana can open on time.” I touched her nose. “And you need to go get your makeup on.”
She giggled like a five year old before skipping off.Lesu Kristo, if she didn’t make me so much money, I’d fire her on the spot just for being so fucking annoying.
Once the crew was ready, Makana did his ritual for letting people inside. He had extra security on staff, and I had Tangaloa and a few of his people around too. Public scenes were a lot of fun, but there was always the chance of someone getting on their high horse to try to ruin it or who got offended far too easily. Like we forced them to come here tonight, sign the bystander waiver, and pay the cover charge to enter the club. Fucking entitled morons.
Makana was capping the attendance at two hundred, which was a fourth of his usual. He was making money off of me renting the place, which hopefully compensated the difference. After one other instance when the crowd got too out of control and we didn’t have enough staff on hand, we both agreed that less was more in this situation. Plus, camera angles could make it appear like there were more people inside than there was.
Emi and Pauly started their routine over by the bar. I was standing back by the rear camera. Lu was at my side, though she was looking anywhere but at me. The other men on my payroll who would be fucking Emi were already warming up off to the side. We would let the bystanders be a part of the humiliation parade before we started fucking her. This let us get a feel for the crowd as a whole. If I didn’t get a good feeling, I wasn’t going to risk Emi’s health or safety for a shoot and my guys and Makana would be the only ones to fuck her tonight.
