Josh chuckled as he read the note Rafel sent him. It was nice to hear that his
friend and his sister were having a great time in Miami. He couldn't wait for the
video to arrive. If it was half as good as Rafel's description, it was a keeper.
But for now, he had a more important matter at hand. One that promised a lot more
pleasure than his previous job. A knock on the door interrupted Josh's musings.
Smiling with anticipation, he walked over and opened the door. "Come on in," he
said, standing aside to let Salma Hayek enter. The dark- skinned Latino was
wearing a simple white and blue checkered dress, cut low at the knees. Her long
dark hair framed her beautiful face and her high-heeled shoes clacked along the
floor as she entered the small studio. "You want a water or something, first?"
Josh asked. The studio was mostly white, with a large white background set up
near a tripod and a floodlight. A small couch was set near the wall and a table
held some odd equipment. "No thanks," Salma replied in her heavily-accented
voice. "I just want to get this on with." "All right, just step over here," Josh
said. He set his camera on top of the tripod and lit the dark green light on top
of it. The camera was a new model Josh had been working on, something to liven up
the experience a tad. "Okay, just stare right at this light, then try to look
sexy." Telling Salma Hayek to look sexy was like asking a pig to enjoy rolling in
the mud. She posed for several pictures, keeping her attention focused on the
glowing green light. Josh could tell that the hidden beam was doing its job,
wearing Salma down and lowering her inhibitions. While instilling a trance
quickly was a great benefit, a small part of Josh wanted to make it a bit slower.
From what he could see, it was working. Salma was blinking, a look of slight
confusion on her face, her facial muscles relaxing as she continued to stare at
the green light on top of the camera and its signal wore into her brain. Josh
waited a few more shots before speaking. "Okay, Salma, lower your arms and look
straight at the camera lens." Salma fixed her gaze onto the lens. Josh's hand hit
the green button and instantly, the camera flashed. A green spiral came out,
flashing into Salma's eyes and transmitting a powerful hypnotic signal that
instantly removed all of Salma's will and restraints. Salma swayed slightly, her
eyes blankly staring forward. Josh straightened up and spoke in a commanding
tone. "How do you feel, Salma?" "Fine, Master," she replied in a quiet tone.
"Good, good. Now, Salma, what is it you'd like to do now more than anything?" It
took a moment for the answer to appear in Salma's mind. "To make love to you,
Master." "Excellent," Josh said. "Disrobe." Salma pulled the straps of her dress
up and away and let it fall to the ground. She was topless, her large breasts
hanging free. She slipped off her shoes, then slid off her dark panties. Josh had
taken off his shirt, jeans and underwear by this point and was appraising the
sight before him. Salma Hayek nude and waiting for his touch was a dream come
true for any man. Josh took a few steps forward, his cock hardening as he
approached the body before him. He embraced Salma, kissing her full on the lips.
She answered him with passion, her tongue crawling around his mouth. They stood
there for a few moments, lip-locked, then Josh broke away and went to Salma's
back. He embraced her from behind, brushing a hand through her long black hair as
he inserted his cock into her awaiting pussy. She gave a small gasp that soon
turned into a series of moans as Josh began working himself into her. Josh
continued to hold her as he went, squeezing her breasts together, adding to their
size. He ran his hand up and down her chest, massaging her tits as he continued
to push himself in and out of her, the excitement building in both of them. He
shot himself into her and felt her entire body tense in his grasp, then relax as
he slid his cock out of the moist opening. Josh took Salma by the hand and led
her to the small couch set up at the side. He lay her down, her hair falling on
top of a pillow as Josh settled on her. They shared another passionate kiss
before Josh buried his head in her sizable cleavage. He licked one nipple with
his tongue and entered her again. He began to pump her, moving his cock in and
out of her pussy, once again sending her into ecstasy. She gripped an arm of the
couch as he continued to pump her, his cock sliding in and out of her wet pussy,
his face buried in between her breasts. She slowly rocked back and forth as he
continued to push into her until he came, shooting into her with a massive
orgasm. Josh pulled himself out of Salma, but he wasn't done yet. His cock was
still hard and he could feel another orgasm set in him. He pushed his dripping
cock onto Salma's face, shoving it against her mouth. She opened those wide lips
and took his rock- hard member in. Her tongue licked it lovingly, sliding over
the tip of his cock as she took it deep in her mouth. She moved her mouth along
it, her lips sucking the cum off. Josh moaned as he felt his juices flowing and
Salma continued to suck away. He pulled his cock out of her mouth and began to
massage it in between Salma's breasts. She ran her fingers lightly down it,
sending goosebumps through Josh's body. He came on her, shooting liquid onto her
breasts, some drops spilling on her chin. He sat there, stock-still, until he had
emptied out, then slowly leaned down and kissed Salma again. Twenty minutes
later, Salma was cleaned, dressed and shaking Josh's hand. As far as she knew,
nothing out of the ordinary had happened during the shoot. "Gracias," she said.
"You really are a master. I'm going to have to spread your name around." "Don't
go out of your way," Josh said, smiling inwardly. Aside from commands that would
make her a sex slave once more, Salma had been programmed with the desire to
recommend Josh to other celebrities she knew. Watching that wonderful body
walking away, Josh sighed and shut the door. "God, I love this business."