So here she sat in front of the theater?s casting director. He reviewed her application for a moment, then began to speak.?So, Natalie?ever done porn ...efore? Or stripped???No, sir,? she answered timidly.?Well, that?s OK, as long as you?re energetic. You have a lot of acting training, which is good. What makes Live so special is not the sex. People can get that anywhere. But we have story lines. If your character is supposed to be fucking her teacher, you have to make our audience believe that. Could I have left those out?"I thought about it, "I can't form an opinion. They could certainly have waited but that would seem to have the potential to accumulate and I don't imagine that you want this to be a rollercoaster. I found those things sobering, but not disturbingly so." I smiled, "You have me hooked, at least in that I feel like I'm looking at some great mystery that you're slowly revealing." Thank you. This is harder than I had anticipated. I don't remember as much detail from when. As she’d done inventory on her body, she sensed no injury or soreness, her bonds were restrictive but not painful. He wanted her for something, wanted something from her. Relaxing tense muscles, she tried to adopt the submissive demeanor she’d so recently learned from her online Master. She tried to tell him without words that she could be what he wanted. As soon as she’d relaxed her posture, the air stirred around her. She could suddenly feel his breath in her ear. Like a lover’s. His eyes still shut closed/fantasizing of someone or something. Karl took his hand and slide it down to Dylan's ass and was playing with his hole, slipping in one finger. "Oh god." "You like that..." Karl whispered in Dylan's pierced ear. "Yeah...go deeper." Karl gradually entered his hole and made sure that he was not hurting him. Next, was two fingers and Dylan was loving the pressure of Karl's fingers entering in and out, wiggling his fingers when inside of his shaved hole. There.