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Plan something fun....too many crazy sexy ideas flashed across Dave's brain for him to focus on just one. And then, as Jazmyn seemed to slide away from him, she kissed the tip of his cock. Electricity shot through him. He just wanted to grab hold of her head and push her onto him, keep her lips, her mouth on his cock, just as the screen Jazmyn was doing with that lucky fuck Markus Dillon on the screen over her naked shoulder.
 
She had left him a chance to play as she only slowly moved away just like the movie. If he was too distracted thinking that was fine she had a few ideas for the two of them when she got back too.
 
Dave moved too slowly. Did Jazmyn want him to fuck her mouth or was she just toying with him? On screen, Markus Dillon was sliding his cock between her lips while Jazmyn cooed and squirmed. But looking at the screen meant that when he finally looked back, Jazmyn was all the way down the bed and ready to move on, he guessed. She was a puzzle and a tease and a hot fuck and a dreamgirl and fuck! He was gonna miss her.
 
He didn't stop her so she slipped from their little moment and winked as she slipped off to go pack and get cleaned up ready to go.

Once she was ready and the cuda packed for the short trip she went looking for him.

Well I had better get going.

She bit her lip wanting to kiss him before she left.
 
Dave guessed it was too late to stop Jazmyn leaving. "Hey," he said, hoping for a kiss. "It's been great. And there's so many porn scenes of yours I still want to re-enact. You hurry back. Please."
 
Kissing him softly she smiled.

I will be back three days from now so maybe all three of us could go out for dinner when I get home. Really should do stuff and spend time with Cassidy too.

She meant hanging out and usual teen stuff
 
Dave moped while Jazmyn packed. Only three days. It sounded like three years. She had come into his life unheralded. She might just as likely drive away again and never come back. Dave found it hard to hide is utter disappointment when Jazmyn deposited her travel bag at the door and turned to him to say goodbye.
 
She closed the distance and kissed him again.

Its only three days... how many of my movies can you really watch not just fast forward to the sex scenes and enjoy before I get back and see why I love the ones I make so much.

She smiled softly and walk out to the cuda shooting Cassidy a text about an audition and be back in three days before driving off.

She got to the northern edge of town when she had to stop and get gas and a little something to eat.
 
Bernie StCastle pulled the rental over to the side. Up ahead the black Cuda sat unattended in the gas station.

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He'd known Jazmyn was in town. Just not where. And then the black Cuda had appeared, crossing in front of him at a stop light. He'd know that car anywhere. Especially after that movie she did with Markus Dillon. Fuck! All that action on the hood.

And all that fucking blowback after the incident. So he'd been a little rough. What did she expect? Flowers and chocolates? She was a pornstar, for fuck's sake. A bit of damage came with the territory.

He lit a cigarette and watched. It had been Jazmyn driving, he was sure. Bernie drove the car a little closer, waiting for her to return to her car. He'd had a vague idea ever since he'd heard she was in town. But now, his thoughts crystallized into something specific. Something much more fun. His hand fell to his crotch. He was a little hard just thinking about it.
 
She walked back to her car with her coffee and got back into the car ready to go. Three days of filming and then she would be back with Dave.
 
Bernie saw the gas station door slide open and Jazmyn walking towards the black Cuda. She was hot, dressed to kill. Bernie licked his lips, put the rental van into drive, and parked alongside, rear to the fence. He watched her put the coffee on the roof, then search in her handbag for her keys. She found them, held them up where they caught the sun, and promptly dropped them. While she was on her hands and knees was his chance. He opened his door, took the key, stepped quickly round the van to her side, and looked about to make sure no one was watching or close by. Jazmyn was kneeling on the pavement, her face down, one hand under her car, searching. Bernie opened the rear doors of the rental and steeled himself for pushing her inside.
 
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She really didn't have time for this she needed to get going. Grabbing for her keys she stood up and was ready to get going as she reached for her coffee as she stood up.
 
Bernie stood back, just far enough to see Jazmyn between the rental van and the black Cuda, her back to him. She picked up her keys, and stepped back, reaching up for her coffee. She was slightly off balance and hadn't seen him. Bernie closed in, grabbed her round the waist and before she could even yell, pushed her into the van. He heard her falling onto the metal floor as he slammed the doors shut.
 
Suddenly she was shoved hard feeling her head and body hit the metal floor of a van she tried to scramble to sit up to see what had happened or who had done this where she was... Anything.

She tried to scream for help even through the pain she felt on the side of her head.
 
Bernie climbed into the van and drove off, giving little thought to Jazmyn loose in the back. So she might be a little bruised and battered, but she would be his. And if the stupid bitch thought she could get away with dissing his porn career because he was a little bit rough, well she could think again. He swerved hard into a corner and then accelerated, hoping it threw her into the side.
 
Seeing him get in she tried screaming for help again. They worked for two different studio crews and he was only allowed to grab up someone from his studio when he grabbed her which was a contract issue and her studio saw the damage and flipped even his studio had never been thrilled with his overly rough behavior buy needed bodies so they kept him for now.

Getting slammed against the steel side of the van knocked her unconscious and blood trickled down the side of her face.
 
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Bernie laughed as he drove. Taking Jazmyn was too easy. He heard her scream and bang on the side of the van for a moment, but she went quiet after the first sharp corner. He was soon passed the city limits among open fields. He just hoped Jasmzyn would like the barn he'd rented. Nice and quiet and remote. And would like what he had planned for her...
 
She laid there out cold and the studio had no one to contact if she didn't show up.
 
Bernie drove the van into the open doors of the barn. It was cool and gloomy in there, and when he switched off and opened the driver's door, he could hear nothing but the ticking engine as it cooled, and birds chattering on the roof. He walked back and closed the barn doors. It was almost dark inside now as he opened the van to check on his captive. His body tingled with excitement at what he had planned. Jazmyn wasn't the first girl who'd crossed him and she wouldn't be the last. This time he wasn't going to put up with being made to look stupid. Girls like Jazmyn should be pleased when a guy like Bernie paid them attention. More than pleased. They should be fucking stoked.
 
She was still unconscious with the trickle of blood on the side of her head and face.
 
Bernie opened the back of the van. Jazmyn lay crumpled in one corner, blood on her face. Fuck, Bernie thought, suddenly confronted with the consequences of his rage. Sure he wanted to frighten Jazmyn when he abducted her, but he didn't want to damage her. Well, not on the outside at least.

He climbed into the van and gathered Jazmyn up. She was unconscious and heavy, but he managed to carry her into the barn where he had her room prepared. The room with no windows and just a bed, a bucket, a chair and a camera on a tripod. he laid her down on the mattress, still unconscious, and undressed her. She was as beautiful and desirable as he remembered, running his hands over her mouth and breasts and between her legs. Then he took the handcuffs from his pocket and chained her by one wrist to the metal base.
 
She was out cold for quite a while laying there. Slowly finally waking or appearing to be trying to wake up she whimpered out a groan as she tried to move any.
 
Bernie sat and waited for Jazmyn to wake. He hoped she wasn't too sore after the unrestrained ride in the van. But what else could he do? And she needed to be taught a lesson after treating him so badly. She was a pornstar after all. A bit of bruising came with the territory. Plus the other stupid young sluts lined up to be fucked by Bernie StCastle. Opened their legs, smiled, did what they were told and shut the fuck up. They didn't complain about a bit of rough treatment, and if they did, well that was for the studio to deal with. Once the fuck vid was in the can, Bernie moved on and so should they.

"That's all I want, Jazmyn," he said out loud. "Just one last vid in the can. Just you and me."

He heard a noise and looked around. Jazmyn was stirring.
 
His studio had barely avoided a lawsuit from his grabbing another studio's talent for a scene by paying her hospital stay and signing legal papers stating to keep him off property when she and her film studio was filming.

Slowly her eyes opened as she looked around weak trying to lift her head
 
"Hey honey," Bernie began, "how you feeling?"

He sat on the bed and rubbed Jazmyn's head, running his fingers through her hair.

"You look beat."

He offered her a plastic water bottle.

"Drink this. You'll feel better. Gotta look after yourself, beautiful."
 
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