Dark_fantasy

You jerk back suddenly as the icy cold water hits your face, awakening you from your eternal slumber. Am I dead? Surely not from the amount of pain that your body is in you think to yourself as you involuntarily groan, your body aching all over at once. Your back in particular feels like it has been trampled by a dozen elephants then attacked by a crowbar as white hot flashes of pain arc from shoulder to shoulder, they feel tender to touch and swollen, the slightest movement causing you to almost temporarily lose consciousness. You try and move your hands but find them bound, as are your legs. Your mouth is gagged preventing you from speaking. Sharp slaps to your face bring you back to reality, you can feel the red hot welts caused by the perpetrators nails rise up, its sting causing you to wince in pain.

\"Ah back to reality now are we? Thought I lost you back there, don\'t worry, you didn\'t lose much blood I\'m an expert marksman.\" Gemma said crouching down in front of you so that you can see her.

\"But you\'re here now and we are just one big happy family. Here let me remove that gag, I want to hear what you have to say about all this.\" Gemma said reaching forward to remove your gag.

You look up at her as your eyes blur back into focus, your glare; one of white-hot anger as you stare at her, imagining that your eyes are boring holes into her skull. You wince in pain as the pain from your upper shoulders racks your body. Gemma looks back up at you and smiles
\"What\'s the matter Rachael, did you think that I was the good guy all along? All those times we had in bed together, I was wondering how long it would take for you to remember. Do you remember now Rachael??? That wasn\'t the first time that I fucked you Rachael, was it? Don\'t you remember all that happened back on set when Fr Ferguson was the director???\"
You cry out in pain as Gemma slaps you in the face, more pain shoots through your body, causing you to black out once again. The peaceful pain free darkness enveloping you and all your senses.

It is dark as you make your way across the strewn pieces of film equipment on the floor, the bleak lights of the backdrops shining through the gaps at the bottom of the giant wooden sets. You walk completely freely, without any pain that had afflicted your body earlier, surely this must be dream?

\"Ok peoples... lets do one more take before we call it a day, Jim stop standing around gawking and get me a coffee will you? White with two sugars.\" The voice is familiar, it is Fr Ferguson, but he isn\'t a priest but rather a film director, and a lot younger as you watch from the shadows so as not to be spotted. You hear footsteps walking up behind you and you turn around, yelping in surprise as the person walks straight towards you and through you, impervious to any sound that you made or the fact that he had just walked through somebody. This must be a dream.
\"Y-yes sir. Talk to you later ok Gemma?\" Jim says to Gemma, she replies with a wink and walks off towards the set dressed in her bra and panties made out of leather.
You position yourself next to the director so that you can pick up any clues about what happened to you.
\"Where\'s my star actress? Come on Rachael, lets get this ball rolling beautiful.\" Film director Ferguson boomed out of his loudspeaker, perched upon his chair next to the cameraman.
\"Ok, ok I\'m coming\" Rachael replied exasperatedly coming out of her caravan walking towards the set dressed up in a police mans uniform, tight blue button up shirt with badge displaying her name as \"officer naughty\" topped off with a short black skirt complete with false gun, police baton and handcuffs.
At the sound of your voice you turn around trying to get a glimpse of what you looked like back then. You are greeted by a confident brunette, shoulder length brown hair permed with a perfect figure and confident stride. You are impressed by what you see finding it hard to imagine the amount of confidence and sensuality radiating off this young woman as she strides onto the set confidently. You also notice the effect on the stage members as the men gawk at her, stopping their work to admire her and wolf whistle whilst the women stare onwards in envy. Rachael ignores all of the attention as if she were going about work normally, walking past Mr Ferguson, winking at him before moving off towards the set which consisted of a table, a chair and a backdrop which(you presume) represented a police station interrogation room. You settle yourself down near the set so that you can hear everything that is said between the other members.

\"God that Rachael looks so damn hot. Damn\" Film crew member #1 said.

\"Well she is the most sought after actress in the business, something I\'m sure her partner there on set wants more than anything from what I have heard.\" Film crew member #2 replied.

\"Yeah I heard the rumours about Gemma, that woman wont let anything stand in the way between her and the top. She is ruthless, did you hear how she dealt with the last actress that competed with her? Nasty little accident that. Gemma was #1 before Rachael came along, now she is just seconds. Something I\'m sure she is trying hard to swallow.\" Crew member #1 laughed.

\"Swallowed. Hehehe that\'s a good one. But seriously Rachael has so much more class than her, she is honest, sweet and innocent, well you know what I mean...\" Crew member #2 countered
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\"mmm...\" Crew member #1 replied, his thoughts already wandering to what was happening on the set.

\"Action!\" Mr Ferguson boomed from behind them.

Rachael watches on at herself seated next to the two-crew members oblivious to her presence.

On stage Rachael makes the final adjustments to her hat adjusting it at the right angle to obtain maximum realism.
\"Lets Roll!\" Fr Ferguson booms from behind the cameraman.
An overhead light provides the only source of illumination on the set, Gemma is seated on the chair hands on the table as \'Officer Naughty\' (aka Rachael) circles her.
\"So we finally meet, the mastermind of all this... this madness, the murders of my fellow officer that fateful night and the subsequent trail of murders that had us following you like a pack of bloodhounds, well you have finally been hunted down, what do you have to say for yourself?\" Officer Naughty said, beginning the interrogation.

\"I would have to say that you are quite insane officer, honestly I don\'t know what you are talking about, and even if I did there is no way that you can prove otherwise. I don\'t have to say a word until my lawyer is present\" The perpetrator Gemma replies.

\"Oh really? I have eyewitnesses that positively identify you on the scene of the crime, you might as well give up this facade and admit to it before I lay.... Additional charges onto you.\" Officer naughty replied circling her.

Gemma smirks and looks ahead towards the darkness and the cameraman. \"Admit to it? Now why would I do anything as silly as that? Where is the fun in it? You cant... M-A-K-E me say anything that I didn\'t do.\"

\"I have my ways to make you talk...\" The officer replied with a smirk, standing in front of Gemma with her arms on her shoulders.

Instantly cheap porno music starts off in the background, quiet at first but slowly getting louder as the light brightens slightly giving the room a more ambient feel. Wordless music with only a beat fills the silent room, silent except for the sounds of Gemma and the officer.

Officer naughty straddled Gemma forcefully, kissing her resolutely as Gemma\'s lips flowered open, her open mouth deploring unspoken wishes. The officers tongue duelling with that of Gemma\'s as the tips of their tongues teased each othutsiutside the boundaries of their mouth, flicking, curling, wrapping until finally they found each other together, intertwining like two long forsaken lovers their lips met. The officer brought Gemma\'s lips towards hers, wrapping her legs around the base of the chair legs as she ground her hips into Gemma\'s lap, their breasts now nipple to nipple. The Officers hands began exploring, undoing the hidden clasp at the back of Gemma\'s leather bra, she freed her breasts, her nipples already erect from stimulation. Gemma\'s hands too began exploring as her hands unbuttoned the officer\'s tight top, the hidden studs popping open with ease revealing a maroon lacy bra. Gemma broke their embrace first, a thin trail of saliva the only thing linking them together from one mouth to another. Glistening in the pale light like a thread of silver. The two actors looked into each others eyes longingly, Gemma\'s green reptilian eyes particularly vivid in contrast to her pale creamy skin, but it was paled in comparison to the officers eye\'s; deep blue it seemed to blaze from its own inner light, such raw uncaptured beauty. It left men worldwide speechless and hard and women green with envy. The officer\'s pupil dilated slightly, a sign that she was turned on by all of this and enjoying every minute. Gemma\'s eyes on the other hand hardened; her pupil constricting to two tiny pinpoints, her body language did not give this away though, her intricately woven facade, developed over such a long period of time was a difficult one to unravel. Going exactly by the script the officer continued teasing Gemma, leaning forward so that Gemma was trapped, unable to do anything but lean back in her chair. Trapped the officer began to lick her neck, her tongue like wet velvet against the soft fragrant skin as the officer began to gently nibble, probing. Seeking. Searching. For answers? Pleasure? Nobody knew as the officer continued to suck gently at first but then with more force as Gemma began to groan louder. The officer stopped suddenly eyeing Gemma whispering in her ear, her warm breath and tongue tickling Gemma\'s ear lobe.

\"Admit to it. Give in to the pleasure and give in to me.\"
Gemma\'s eyes flashed dangerously as she hissed a reply, her body tensing up.

\"Never. You severely underestimate me, as I too can make anyone I wish bow down towards me, even someone such as yourself.\"

With that, Gemma leant forward, one hand snaking towards the back of the officer, unclasping her maroon bra, freeing her breasts, whilst the other hand pushed up her short skirt where she was bare underneath. The officer wrapped her legs around Gemma\'s waist, her sudden movement catching her by surprise, the only thing she could do was to hold on. Ride out the storm and regain control.
Gemma stood up, the officer still desperately trying to cling onto her as Gemma\'s hand slid underneath the officers buttocks, a finger sliding along her crack feeling her moist heat. Gemma leant forward, pushing the officer against the table she began to inhale her fragrance emanating from her neck, her long lashes tickling the bare skin. Both of her arms held the officers down as she continued to tease her, inhaling her fragrance whilst her lashes fluttered against her skin, like a trapped butterfly seeking escape. Her hips began to ground against that of the officers, the only thing separating the two being a thin layer of lace constituting gemma\'s underwear. Her tongue tentatively tasted the officer\'s neck at first, the tip of her tongue lightly brushing against her skin before she lost control devouring as much as could fit in her mouth, sucking on it long and hard until she could feel the officer squirm in pleasure. Indeed squirm was all the officer could do as Gemma\'s strong arms pinned her down. The pain quickly turning into pleasure as the officer moaned for more. Gemma released her mouth from the officer\'s neck, her lip marks still evident on the reddened skin where she had been sucking. Her teeth leaving small crescent like indentations against the heated skin. Holding down the officers upper half with her hand against her neck she hissed threateningly when the officer tried to struggle, her hand tightening slightly to warn her of the consequences. The officer understood immediately stopping her struggling to allow Gemma to do whatever she so wished.
Gemma smiled, her tongue flickering in and out like that of a serpent tasting the air for its prey, she continued to snake her way down the officer\'s naked body. She looked up into the eyes of the officer\'s; they were cold and complacent without a hint of fear.
Gemma smiled to herself as she continued her way down the officer\'s lithe body. Sucking and nibbling across the slope of her breast, her nipples already hardened and erect. She continued down her stomach, her teeth lightly grazing the skin until she came across a neatly manicured patch of hair at the base of her stomach. The officer tensed up suddenly as Gemma\'s mouth lightly brushed over this small patch of hair. Sensing her weakness Gemma struck. Her tongue flickered, tasting her prey, as her wanton tongue went to work. In. Out. In. Out. Sending the officer into a world of unimaginable ecstasy, the tip of her tongue tasting her sweet nectar between her lips as it darted in and out. Her juices trickling out from between her lips betraying her unspoken wishes.

The officer groaned loudly, her legs shuddering in response to the pleasure as she lifted up her pelvis to Gemma\'s unrelenting tongue, wanting nothing more than to have more of her inside her. Gemma ignored her pleas of pleasure, continuing to tease her slowly as the tip of her tongue lightly brushed over her clit, sending more jolts of pleasure through the officers body. The officer was nearing orgasm and Gemma knew it as well as her body shook in pleasure, her groans filling the room, drowning out the monotone background music. Just as the officer was on the brink of orgasm Gemma stopped everything that she was doing, looking up at the officer.

\"Do you submit?\" she asked.

\"Never.\" The officer replied, her voice sounding meek and hollow in the midst of the upcoming orgasm.

\"Bow down to me. Give in.... to pleasure.\" Gemma replied, lightly rubbing the top of her index finger over the officers swollen clit sending more tremors of pleasure up her spine. The officer groaned out loud as if she were fighting against her subconscious, her body giving her away.

\"Never.\" The officer said resolutely, her eye\'s flashing vehemently. Her teeth gritted to prevent any sound from escaping.

\"Give in... to me\" Gemma replied driving her tongue deep within the officer, taking her core in her mouth and sucking on it hard as her tongue continued to gyrate within her. The officer\'s body gave her away as her orgasm overwhelmed her senses, her mouth open and deploring as she tried to stop the moans from escaping her body. With little success as the pleasure swept through her like a freight train its heat emanating from below and travelling upwards to her tips of her fingers and beyond.

\"Alright, excellent CUT! Jim take that roll to the editing room we will finish the other half of the scene off tomorrow, great work girls! Good take! Lets pack up\" Mr Ferguson\'s booming voice came up from out of nowhere, his booming voice breaking the silence in the room as people started to move around again packing up the equipment for the day. Gemma stopped mid lick her tongue still halfway out of her mouth. Shrugging her shoulders she got up, walking towards the dress rooms half naked, oblivious to the film crew milling about. She slapped Jims butt as he walked past with his hands full of film recently extracted from the camera. He grinned cheekily at her winking and continuing on his way. The officer also got up, stretching her back and yawning she trudged back to her caravan stopping at the edge of the set to throw on a robe.
Watching your alter ego walk off you decide to explore around the set to try and pick up further clues on what led to your fateful accident. Most of the conversations revolve around what their weekend looks like so you drift from one group to another until you find yourself in the film directors office. Interested you look inside and find the director and Gemma in conversation.

\"So when is this going to happen?\" Gemma said, obviously in the middle of a conversation to Mr Ferguson, oblivious to your presence.
\"Tomorrow during the final stunt scene. I am still unsure about all of this, I don\'t want to get into trouble for this little \'accident\' as you so eloquently put it. Surely there must be another option? I mean what if she gets seriously hurt or even worse killed?\" Mr Ferguson replied, taking a drag from his cigarette re ere exhaling towards the ceiling.

\"Yeah? And where are you going to get the money to pay her? Where are you going to pull that money from hey? Stick to the original plan, we can always blame the technicians. You knew that this was going to happen, she MAKES this movie, this is your big chance to make it in the big league. People aren\'t going to see a movie directed by you if they don\'t have any big name actors in it besides me, don\'t worry I will handle everything, there is no way possible that they could trace her little accident back to you. Trust me.\" Gemma replied, uncrossing her legs and recrossing them.

Gemma\'s legs momentarily divert Mr Ferguson\'s attention. Looking up at her Mr Ferguson nodded solemnly.
\"Fine. Make the arrangements, I hope I can trust you Gemma. I\'m so sorry I have to do this to you Rachael.\" Mr Ferguson said looking up at the ceiling looking for respite but only finding a crack in the plasterer\'s handiwork.