Scent Seduction Short: Stevie
Author's note: Once again I would like to say sorry for the delay everyone. I have been struggling bad with a massive creative block, but now it is over and I have plenty of stories coming. So please enjoy and comment! (As always comments are required for voting)
- * * Scent Seduction Short: Stevie Casting, scheduling, and directing forty films a week for the past two months had left Stevie at the point of complete mental exhaustion. The demand for her new Primal Passion videos had surpassed anything they anticipated. With no end in sight, she and her new full time PA were both topping out at over a hundred hours of work a week. Plagued by an overwhelming lack of communication between the latest wave of porn stars and the studio the set had fallen to chaos. Stevie found herself four hours behind on the last day of shooting before editing was to start on the latest films. Perched sideways in the directors chair with her legs dangling over the arm, she rolled her eyes in frustration. "For the love of the Gods! Ramona, I swear it's like you've never eaten a pussy before," Stevie shouted berating the new hire. "I thought you said you were a lesbian." "Well.... I..... I... uh, you see- "Somebody spray her," Stevie ordered trying not to let the frustration rule. "NOW!" "WAIT! WHAT?" Ramona cried out, her protest stifled by a rag held firmly over her muzzle. Pupils slowly turning to saucers, the mouse's struggle slowly turned to a frantic grabbing at her scene partner. Once released Ramona pounced an eager Loni, mouth first between her thighs. Watching in delight as the mice explored each other's nethers in intimate detail, Stevie smiled at her assistant's expression. The young chinchilla had yet to overcome her sense of modesty when it came to being on set while filming. Though in the back of her mind Stevie felt sorry for the girl, for with every moan of pleasure on the set she would fidget and shrink away. "Ms. Stripes," blurted the young female, turning her vacant stare to her boss. "We must get to the car if you are to make your lunch with Ms. Haven." "Oh shit! Call her and let her know I am sorry, but I will have to miss lunch today," Stevie stated with a deep sigh knowing full well she hd been neglecting her mate. "I was given strict orders to make sure that you made it to the lunch ma'am. I've already made the arrangements for today's filming to continue without you." Knowing it was most likely a birthday surprise of some kind Harley had planned, Stevie knew if she missed it she would never hear the end of it. Quickly gathering her things from her office the tigress jumped in the back of the jet black town car that had pulled up to the front of the studio. Taking only a couple of quick turns the car parked in front of a small Chinese bistro. Clearly off the beaten trail from normal city traffic, the little building's authentic charm was lost to the surrounding rust and wrought iron maze that made up much of the down town district. "Will you be dining alone today ma'am," asked the lumbering host, from behind his podium far too small for one of his stature. "I am meeting my girlfriend here," Stevie replied with a courteous smile. Returning the smile the host pointed Stevie up a flight of stairs opposite the entrance. Taking the steps two at a time knowing she was already late. She passed through the curtain at the top of the steps to find a quaint little table setting bathed in candle light. Wrapped in a more than revealing kimono, Harley looked up from the table with a beaming smile. Resplendent was one of the many words that popped into Stevie's mind as stared lovingly at the jackal. "You look magnificent babe," she whispered quietly kneeling at the opposite side of the table. "Thought I might give blending in a try for once," Harley stated as she sipped at her still steaming tea. "Yes, blend in," Stevie giggled pointing to the kimono which Harley was popping out of. Sake like most drinks went down easy for Stevie. Though after a few glasses she found it to be hitting much harder then she remembered it to. Inhaling and exhaling a few deep breaths she sighed and giggled giving Harley a wink. The jackal returned the wink before putting back another glass herself. "I am taking you to the gulf for the weekend. No excuses!" "I've got so much to get done baby," Stevie mumbled feeling slightly ashamed by her own words. "Please don't give me that look." "No excuses," Harley repeated heatedly before slamming back another sake. She could tell just by the tone in Harley's voice that there was no arguing her way out of it. Though it wasn't that she didn't want to go Stevie secretly felt guilty about taking such care and affection from her after treating her with such neglect for months. Forcing a smile to win out over apologetic tears she sipped quietly at her drink waiting on the food to arrive. Nibbling on a fried dumpling for some time after their meals had arrived, Stevie's grip slipped on the pot sticker when one of the serving maidens began massaging her shoulders. A small smile crept across Harley's face as one began to massage her shoulders as well. Still rather shocked by the treatment the tigress simply shrugged and returned to eating. "You know I found this place a few months ago when I was on my way to the studio," Harley sighed still smiling at the feline. "I was just so impressed with their service I knew I would have to bring you here." "It certainly is good service," Stevie concurred having clearly warmed up to the idea of being massaged while she ate. No sooner had she finished her meal then were her dishes cleared from the table and replaced by a serving maiden at either side. Slightly startled by them grabbing her hands, Stevie looked to Harley for some kind of an explanation, but her smile only grew wider. While the three pandas continued to massage her she watched as even more came through the door into the tiny upstairs dining room. Soon not only were the dishes gone, but the entire table as well leaving only the pillows they were seated on and the bamboo rug. What was happening became even more apparent as the maidens who'd yet to join in on the massages began to disrobe. "Relax Stephanie," Harley giggled untying the front of her Kimono. "They are very skilled at what they do." "What have I told you," Stevie growled as the pandas surrounded her and began to remove her clothes. Stripped bare by them and taken by the hands Stevie was laid out with her head upon the pillow on which she'd sat. The hands working her shoulders moved to her temples as she lay entranced by the flickering paper lanterns that hung from the ceiling above. Those massaging her hands slowly worked their way down her forearms before for they finally settled on her breasts. Tender touches covering every inch of her voluptuous chest in a most methodical and deliberate fashion drove her arousal through the roof. Panting heavily she moaned as her legs were parted by a fourth panda giving promise of what her body now begged for. Glancing to her side she found Harley already deeply enthralled by her own group of maidens, one of whom had begun to eat the jackal out. Watching her lover squirm under the intensity of the panda's tongue lashing made Stevie shake before her own genitalia had even been touched. Contact came in the form of three sets of lips being planted simultaneously on her nipples and clit. The sheer rush of sensation all at once sent the tigress into convulsions of pleasure. "Holy shit," she screamed trying and failing to control her body. "Oh Harley! Oh baby its so good!" The tongue inside her had given way to a pair of fingers which had begun to tease her slick, gushing folds. Slipping into her after several minutes of torture the fingers curled, striking with intent at her g-spot causing her to cry out in tormented pleasure. With the return of the panda's lips to her clit, Stevie reached her breaking point and exploded in a torrent of hot cum and ecstasy shrouded obscenities. Unable to breath the tigress could do nothing but spasm wildly while the tonguing continued. When the panda's finally stopped, Stevie had cum so furiously both she and the girl between her legs lay in a pool of her gratification. Finding herself in Harley's eyes she smiled and blew the jackal a kiss. Returning to the studio with Harley at her side she knew that her birthday was going to be more than she had planned on, and was happy about that fact. Walking hand in hand through the door Stevie stopped dead at the sight of the two mice still frantically going at it. Pulling her assistant aside she kindly reminded her that shooting was not to run over one hour. "We stopped shooting over two hours ago ma'am, they just haven't stopped," she stated in a whispered explanation as though she may interrupt. Handing her schedule book over with a smile Stevie simply grabbed Harley's hand again and walked out the door. Looking down at the book as the tigress headed out the door she took a quick glance at the post-it note stuck to the front and returned the smile to Stevie's back. Getting married in Baja, be back in a week. -Stevie