Nor was Kelly giving him any help. Her narrowed eyes fastened on the lust-inciting spectacle of his massive sexual organ, she walked deliberately toward him, a lewd grin on her face.
"Does my slave dare to become excited in the presence of the queen?" she asked him softly. "I command you to control yourself, or I will summon the Royal Surgeon and require him to remove the cause of the difficulty!"
The slave was obviously unsure whether the monarch was kidding him or not, but the seriousness of the threat had its effect upon his face. But the queen was apparently supposed to be something of a sadist, for she clearly had no intention of allowing her slave to remain unaroused for long. By pre-arrangement, Rich was standing with a pillow at his feet, and Kelly dropped gracefully to her knees before him. Rich struggled to keep his eyes straight and steady, but his internal torment was clear.
"Let me see how well disciplined a slave you are," muttered the queen sadistically, her soft feminine hands reaching up to take his slowly swelling cock between her delicate fingers. To Lynn's startled eyes, it looked like a woman holding a baseball bat! Iron discipline or not, this direct sexual provocation was obviously too much for the young handsome actor, and his massively awakening penis slowly began a steady inexorable rise as Kelly tormentingly manipulated it between her hands, stroking and massaging the thick heavy shaft and blowing on it gently with her full wet lips ovaled.
I don't believe this is really happening! Lynn was trying to convince herself that this was really only a bad dream, struggling to maintain her composure. She would have like to dash from the set, but basically she was intimidated not only by the Agard's and what they could do to her life, but also by the fearsome snarling director who really looked capable of dismembering anyone who ruined one of his scenes.
But meanwhile, this sexual drama was becoming more torrid by the moment. Rich had achieved a massive erection despite the fact that he was still standing rigidly at attention, his eyes straight ahead and obviously trying to give the impression that all of this was not really happening.
Below him on her knees, the queen continued to torment her helpless slave, cradling his large swaying balls in her hands with an amused expression on her face, and rubbing the thick leathery foreskin back and forth over the fat bulbous head of his mighty cock, exposing to the tele-camera's prying eye the blood-engorged gland.
"Your majesty…" the slave began hesitantly, but the words stuck in his throat as Kelly slowly but surely drew his massively pulsating instrument closer and closer to the red glistening surface of her parted wet lips, at the same time carefully pushing the foreskin back as far as it would go.
Lynn was frozen in a state of absolute panic. This was the same indecent animalistic act which Agard had urged upon her during their last night together. It had shocked her so much then that she had broken up their love affair and married a different man. Could it be that Kelly was actually going to do it in the presence of all these people, to be recorded in video-tape?
In another half-second, her question was answered for her… in the affirmative! With a contented purr, the sexually aggressive actress trailed the soft moistness of her lips across the flat muscular plane of his stomach, coming nearer and nearer to the object of her interest. Rich's eyes rolled back in his head as her hot lizard-like tongue darted out tormentingly, flickering at the hardened moist surface of his cock and causing his hips to jerk involuntarily. Despite her horror at the perversity and obscenity of the situation, Lynn found that she could still admire the acting skill of the two participants in this lewd drama. In her mind, she was half-convinced that Rich was terrified of being emasculated by the Royal Surgeon, and Kelly was really a lusty savage queen.
Rich jerked again and now there was no question that this queen was closing in on him and actually intended to commit this sordid depraved act. Lynn had overheard men joking about 'blowjobs' but it had never occurred to her that she would ever witness such a thing under such morally corrupted circumstances. But Kelly had gone too far now to have any thought of backing out.
"You have been a disobedient servant," she informed the trembling male slave, her voice now unnaturally low and husky with gathering passion. "For your punishment, I am going to suck you dry!" And with a sudden skillful lunge, he head dropped forward, one hand snaking around behind his back to hold the man's strong flexed buttocks while the other hand circled his long thick hardness. With a sadistic chuckle, the woman parted her wetly glistening lips and enclosed the head of his cock in the warm sanctuary of her mouth.
Lynn swallowed nervously as she watched with horrified fascination, uncomfortably aware that the sexuality of the scene was spreading quickly around the room like an epidemic of some incurable disease. Behind the camera, Phil Agard adjusted his pants awkwardly to hide the almost painful erection which had been provoked by what was happening before his eyes. Lynn realized that her own little bud-like nipples were expanding inexorably and uncontrollably, trying desperately to poke through the tightly woven fabric of her costume. To her shame, she also felt the orgiastic juices in her body – still seething from her earlier self-arousal – were beginning to flow, dampening the smooth creamy flesh between her firmly trembling thighs, despite the fact that she kept assuring herself mentally that all of this was sinful and depraved.
But Kelly was paying no attention to anything except the business at hand, sucking away energetically as if her life depended upon it, and Rich was slowly losing what there was left of his self-control, his hips beginning to jerk back and forth convulsively as the woman's tongue lashed his poor tormented cock into a lather of excitement. Lynn watched, hypnotized, as Kelly's heavily quivering breasts jiggled and danced on her heaving chest while her head bobbed up and down over the man's wildly pulsating cock. Her hands on his iron-hard buttocks, she was urging him to move, to start pumping in and out of her, wanting him to treat her delicately ovaled mouth as if it were simply another cunt which could be fucked and abused any way he wanted to. She was inviting him to pour the hot sticky liquid from his loins deep into her throat and fill her mouth with cum until she overflowed!
The slave had been slow to get the idea, but once he understood precisely what his queen wanted, he went to work with rough enthusiasm, his hands sliding into her long brown hair as he pulled her head back and forth in front of him.
Rich groaned unintelligibly, making Lynn wonder for a moment whether he was simply acting or whether this whole business was really starting to get to him. After all, film or no film his hard thrusting cock was still stuck brutally between the tightly-clasped lips of a real live woman who was doing her damnedest to stimulate him to the utmost. Perhaps the two of them had already forgotten that this whole scene had been organized by Phil and Lenny; maybe they were ignoring the cameras and electric lights and were now both lost in a private sexual fantasy world of their own where Kelly was no longer a make-believe queen but a real one, and Rich was not an actor doing a role but a slave!
As the depraved brunette actress sensed that she was winning her obscene battle, Kelly intensified her efforts, sucking his massively throbbing cock a little harder and moving forward to take as much of it into her throat as possible. Lynn felt certain that she was going to start gagging and choking any minute now, but miraculously she continued to suck away on it happily with sounds of intense masochistic pleasure erupting from her cock-stuffed mouth.
Deep inside the actor's body, great swirling clouds of heat were building up as he looked down at the strained contorted face of the ripe splendidly-built woman who was kneeling submissively at his feet. In the back of his head, Rich knew perfectly well that this was merely a scene in a dirty movie, and one for which he could expect to be well paid, but like every good actor, the young man had the capacity to forget about reality while he was making a film or a video-tape and lose himself completely in whatever part he was supposed to be playing.