Billionaire's Beloved Pornstar

LUCY ANDERSON sat still, her legs crossed and one elbow resting on the table as she looked pointedly at the blaring television showing a boring news.

She had on a cold, set expression on her face, toying with her glass of martin.

Her eyes repeatedly checked her wrist watch, impatiently staring as the hour hand ticked slowly away.

A short pink faced middle aged man rushed into the bar, scratching the back of his ears as he headed towards where she sat.

Lucy leaned back on her chair, her eyebrows drawn in a frown. " Thought you'd never show up, Kay. I've been waiting for hours."

Kay sat down opposite her, removing a dirty handkerchief from his pocket to whip his sweating soaked face.

" Sorry about that, Lucy," he said, showing crooked teeth. " I got held at the office, you know. It ain't easy getting off once you're done filming. There's the editing stuff and it takes time."

Lucy gently sipped from her glass. " Alright, so what's cooking? You said you got something for me."

Kay's face brightened.

" You bet I have," he leaned forward. " That's kinda the reason I got here late. You see, the directors came up with an incredible idea for our next shooting."

" What's that got to do with me?"

Kay drew his seat closer, grinning broadly. " I'm getting there, I'm getting there. We're gonna do a reality porn video."

Lucy didn't seem surprised. Reality porn video were held all the time. It wasn't anything special.

Kay Continued before she could say anything further. " And this ain't just any reality video. We're gonna do the shooting in secret."

This puzzled Lucy. " Why?"

" We want it to look real and unplanned for," Kay explained. " There's this Senior high school in town. We're gonna be shooting a secret porn video in it."

" That's crazy."

Kay lifted his shoulders. " That's what I said but hey who listens to what I say? I'm only a film editor. Anyways, the directors came up with the idea of having a pórn actress fúck the students in the guise of a school teacher, you know what I mean. The boys won't know they're being filmed by secret cameras."

Lucy brought out a gold cigarette case from her handbag. She pulled out two cigarettes, handed one to Kay and placed the other on her glossed lips.

" Xhub might get sued for this," Lucy said, fishing out a match box from her bag. She lit her cigarette and handed the box over to Kay. " The school would blow it's top if they got to find out we acted pórn with their students."

Kay showed his teeth, letting smoke drift off his nostrils. " Yeah, there's that part but who cares? Xhub's a big company. If the school press charges, we pay the fine. Xhub can afford it. However, Eddie had some talk with the principal."

Lucy flickered ashes off her cigarette, a bored expression on her face. " Eddie's bribing the principal?"

Kay nodded, staring at the glowing end of his cigarette. " It costs Eddie a big bundle but that's to be expected. So we're clean. We get to do our shooting but on the condition we blur the faces of the students."

Lucy had heard enough. " So where do I step in on this deal?"

Kay drew his seat closer. He had that convincing looks on his red face. " Actually, Eddie wanted me to talk to you. We were going through the lists of all our actresses today. We've got hundreds of pórn performers out there for this job but Eddie picked you."

Lucy showed no reaction. She kept a straight face while she smoked but deep inside, she was excited.

" Why me?"

" That's what I asked," Kay ran his hand over his face. He returned the cigarette back to his lips, drawing in smoke slowly. " We held a meeting. Eddie kept yapping about how much he likes you. You're smart, you're beautiful, you got the right figure and what's more, you're great in acting. He believes you can make this show come alive. That's why he picked you."

Lucy drank from her glass. She swirled the drink in her mouth and drank it down her throat.

Her mind ran with a lot of things but she was very much interested in what Kay was offering.

" What's the pay off?"

Kay leaned back on his chair confidently. " A hundred thousand dollars."

Lucy went hot then cold. Even in her wildest dreams she had never thought of earning such a sum.

She has been acting pórn for over three years now. This was the highest pay she was going to receive.

" That's a lot."

Kay lifted his shoulders. " That's the best offer Eddie can give. You take it or leave it."

Of course she was taking it. If she declined, there's always another slút ready to snatch up the offer without thinking. This was an opportunity of a lifetime, she wasn't going to flop it.

" Won't I get in trouble for this?" Lucy asked, trying to keep the excitement in her voice down. " What if something goes wrong?"

Kay winked slyly at her. " Hey, don't bother your brains about that. Leave it to the management. We're in show business. We get what we want and clean up the messes later, remember?"

It only needed that to get her convinced. " Alright, I accept."

She accepted.

Crushing the end of her cigarette on the ash tray, she tucked it at the back of her mind that soon, she would be fúcking some random high school boys before hidden cameras.

" .... fúck, I'm gonna cúm! I'm gonna cúm!" Lucy moaned loudly, feeling herself reaching her limits.

Suddenly she exploded into a glorious órgasm that drenched her and her partner.

" AND CUT!" Came the voice of Eddie, the director. " And that's a wrap, people."

Lucy felt Par's díck leave her pússy as he lifted his weight off her.

She could still feel his warm cúm over her abdomen. He had cúmmed Soo much she wondered if he took drugs. But that wasn't the first time. He always takes drugs before any shooting begins.

Par lended her a hand. " Come on, Lucy. Let's get you up to your feet."

She took his hand and he lifted her up from the bed.

" That was some performance you did back there, Lucy," Eddie said, coming over to where she and her partner stood. " You did great."

Lucy watched as the crew walked up and down to clean up the messes on the bed.

" I think I'll go have a shower, Ed," she said instead.

Eddie was not just her a director, he was her boss. He nodded. " Meet me before you take off. There's something we've got to discuss."

As he began walking away, Par handed over a towel to her. " Here, you might wanna use this, Lucy."

Lucy shrugged, collecting the towel from him. " If you say so, partner."

Par was her partner for today. She had acted as a stepdaughter and Par, a stepdad.

It's quite funny how they got along Soo well even though Par was married. His wife knows he does porn and so does his kids.

Lucy sometimes wonder how his wife ever gets the guts to seat and watch him screwing another woman on the internet.

But that was how he caters for his family and pay the bills.

His wife must be very strong hearted, she thought. She remembered her daughter at home.

She hadn't the nerve to even tell her she was a porn performer. That was her own little secret.

" So, I heard you're gonna feature in some reality pórn video," Par said as they entered into the elevator that would take them to their respective dressing rooms. " Congrats."

Par was always nice to her. He was seventeen years older than her and treats her like his own daughter.

Well, except when they acted pórn but other than that, they are very cool and decent with each other.

" Thanks Par," Lucy said, eyeing a packet of cigarette in his hip pocket. " How's Elaine?"

She was asking after his wife.

Par scratched the back of his head as he stretched his back, pushing out his perfectly carved abs over his naked body.

He only wore a trousers.

" She's on vacation with the kids," he answered. " Crazy old woman. Always giving me a heart attack."

The elevator metal doors swished opened into a passageway with different rooms.

The two partners departed for their various dressing rooms. Alone in her room, Lucy took a packet of cigarette and lit it.

On her make-up table was an iPhone 7 along with other make-ups and her bag.

She took the iPhone, tapping on a call icon with the name Daisy. She placed the phone over her ear, smoking.

Walking towards the opened window, she stared out into the sky, watching men and women parading the sidewalks.

Daisy's voice came. " Hi Mom."

" Daisy," Lucy held on tightly to her towel. " You back home from school yet?"

" Yes Mama," Daisy's sweet voice answered. " I just had lunch. I'm at Mrs Perkins place."

Mrs Perkins was her neighbor. She always takes care of Daisy whenever Lucy was away at work.

" That's fine, honey," Lucy smiled, trying to picture the face of her daughter perfectly in her mind. " I'll be back home soon. What'll you like for dinner tonight?"

Daisy didn't waste time. " Melon soup, mama!"

Lucy sighed. " Baby, I told you before. Getting melon seed is very expensive and it's tough work. I still got to grind it and be sure to get the other ingredients. Can't we order up pizza tonight, honey?"

But Daisy wanted melon soup. Ever since Lucy had taken it upon herself to prepare melon soup, Daisy had gone banana's over it.

At long last, after dragging it back and fourth with her daughter, Lucy finally agreed. " Alright, honey. We'll have it tonight."

" Thanks Mama," Daisy's small voice giggled over the line. " Love you."

Lucy hang up, removing her cigarette out of her lips. She blew smoke and flickered more ashes to the ground.

That was her last hope. Daisy. No matter what happens, she would always do whatever she could within her powers to make her little daughter happy.

Remembering she had a meeting with Eddie, she locked herself in the shower and turned on the tap.

Warm water streamed down her ebony skin, washing the day's stress of work off her body.

Lucy was twenty-four years old. Eight of those years had been spent on the streets after losing her parents to a house fire.

At age sixteen, she was pregnant with Daisy and after delivering her daughter, had wandered the ghetto in search for food, shelter and clothing for her baby.

That was ancient history. Now she was a pórn performer, acting pórn so she could pay her bills, feed her daughter and Ensure Daisy acquires sound education just like many black folks in the hood.

Lucy had a perfect hour glass figure with the right curves in place. Unlike most pórn actresses at XHUB, Lucy was natural.

Butt surgery, boóbs enlargement, plastic surgery, fake eyelashes, bleaching creams, were soo not her.

She was naturally endowed with big sized proportioned bréasts. And her buttocks were smooth and nicely curved around her hips without a trace of stretch marks.

She had natural jet-black hair that was glossy and silky, falling off her lovely shoulder.

If there was one thing Lucy has always been proud of, was her skin color and her roots. She was black and she wasn't even ashamed of it even though majority of her colleagues at work were white.

At XHUB white gets paid the most. She knew it was just how the system works. Most black pórn actresses had taken it upon themselves to bleach or go for plastic surgery to change their skin color.

But Lucy remained true to herself. No matter how less she gets paid, she was proud of her color.

Her parents came from the deep roots of Africa but somehow, they had ended up in Brooklyn NY and had gained American citizenship.

Lucy was just a kid then.

Switching off the shower, she dried herself up and made for the wardrobe where she settled for a tight dark nylon leggings and her fur coat over her woolen sweater.

It was cold outside. She would need that coat.

Eddie was waiting behind his desk when she knocked on his door.

" Come on in, Lucy," he said. He always had a knack of knowing who was behind his door.

That was a talent Lucy envied about him.

She walked into the small office filled with posters of pórnos everywhere and sat down on the chair before him.

Eddie was watching her video on his laptop. He had his face screwed in concentration as if he was studying the way she moaned and purred with each strokes from her partner.

Eddie was also black. He was the one who got Lucy this job.

" What's cooking, Ed?" Lucy asked, crossing her legs. " You wanted to see me."

Eddie closed down the lid of his laptop and faced her. " Yeah, I do. How's Daisy?"

She told him Daisy was fine.

Eddie nodded then Continued. " That's good, umm...I'm gonna make this real quick. I'm sure Kay told you about the reality pórn video we're gonna shoot at a local high school."

" He did."

" So what's your answer?"

" If the pays good, I'll go for it."

Eddie smirked. " Of course the pays good. There's a hundred thousand dollars to be made here, pumpkin and it's all yours."

Lucy uncrossed her legs then crossed it back again. " But I'm nervous, Ed. What if we get in trouble for this?"

" That's not gonna be your headache, Lucy. Leave everything to me and the team crew. We'll sort it out. I spoke with the principal. The son of a bítch is greedy and desperate for money. With a little greasing of the palms, he gave me a go ahead but we'll have to blur the faces of the boys."

" Is it safe?"

" We've made some selections of boys, Lucy," Ed said, drawing out a file folder and dumping it before her. " These guys are our Targets. They're not infected with any disease. You'll have no trouble with them. So yeah, it's hundred percent safe."

Lucy went through the four names of the students she was going to fúck at the secret shooting.

Alvin

Todd

Perry

Jason

Spike

Each names had photos attached to them.

" So here's how the setup is gonna be," Ed Continued. " This video shoot is gonna last for a whole week. In the course of that week, you'll be substituting their teacher who is on sick leave. The principal and I had everything worked out just fine. We've chosen specific places around the school with fixed camera's where you can do your thing. The cameras are hidden so no one's gonna suspect anything. All you've got to do is get one of these boys alone with yourself and do some bit of your acting to seduce him. Remember, these guys don't know shít about this video shoot. In the course of one week, you must've screwed them all. Your payment comes immediately after your last target. Get the picture?"

Lucy got the picture all right.

She returned her gaze back to the photos of the five boys in the file folders. Only two of the boys were white.

Todd and Spike.

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Taking out some pills from the bottle, Spike threw it into his mouth and washed it down his throat with a glass of water.

That was the last of his drugs for today. He repackaged his medicines back into his drug compartment, feeling sick of himself.

His life was ruled by medicine. It was a five pills a day. But it wrecks him inside. Staring at the boy before the sink mirror, he scowled at himself.

He had grown pale over the years. His eyes were always hooded down and bored and his lips were as cold as ice.

Anyone who met Spike would think of him a lucky guy owing to the fact that his father, Larry Cage, was one of the country's top billionaires.

But Spike didn't feel that way. Despite his father's wealth, he felt trapped. Trapped by strict rules and laws setup by his father.

He was the only son and heir to his father's company, CAGE CORP.

As future heir, his father, Larry placed him on some serious rules and laws that he must abide by.

Some of those rules and laws included:

1. GOING TO A LOCAL HIGH SCHOOL. Larry wants his son to be a humble person and so Spike must enroll in a local high school and mix in with the crowd.

2. Séx is strictly prohibited both in the house and at school. Larry believes séx is strictly for only married couples. People who has séx before marriage would die and go to hell.

3. NO TATTOOS, NO PIERCINGS AND NO FRIENDS. Larry doesn't want his son influenced by anyone.

4. NEVER MARRY A BLACK WOMAN. This was something Larry never explained to his son. It's just simple. NEVER MARRY A BLACK WOMAN.

All these rules, Spike had kept them. He was nineteen years old and still hadn't touched a woman.

Séx without marriage is a sin, Larry had drummed into his ears. But deep inside, he yearned for the pleasures only a woman can give.

As such, he took to watching pórn to keep his séxual fantasy to himself without getting too involved in it.

Secretly, Spike loved black women and his favorite black woman was a pórn actress called TEMPTING KITTY.

He had all her videos stored in his phone. He was sure to use a Vault app lock to protect his privacy away from his father's knowledge.

Suddenly his phone vibrated. It was a notification from his email. He brought out his phone from his pocket and studied the message.

°°°XHUB RELEASED A NEW VIDEO TODAY. TEMPTING KITTY 🍒💋°°°

He had paid premium on XHUB website to get a daily dosage of her videos. He wasn't going to miss this one.

Walking briskly back to his room, he kicked off his white sneaker shoes and sat on his king-size bed.

He logged in to his private browser and immediately searched for TEMPTING KITTY new video.

One look at her and his heart chilled. Black women are exotic. He had no idea why his father was against black women.

This woman was a natural. All her videos always sets him on edge. Too bad she was Soo underrated. He just doesn't get it.

Today's video she acted as a step daughter. He watched as her partner, acting as stepdad took advantage of her and, lavishing her lips with deep séxy kisses. His hands snaked into her leggings and....

" Master Spike!" Came a deep mascular English man's voice outside his door.

Spike immediately logged out of his pórn account and switched off his phone. " What is it, Henri?"

Henri was Larry's Butler. He was British, owing up to half the control of the mansion over the maids and servants.

One thing was certain, Spike hates him.

" Dinner is ready," Henri said behind the door. " Would you rather prefer to eat in your room or the dinning?"

Spike made no attempt to get up from the bed. " I'm not hungry."

" But surely master Spike, you must eat something. You can't have your medicines on an empty belly."

" I said, I'm not hungry," Spike said, this time a little louder. " Can you please leave me alone?"

Henri left without saying another word. Spike knew he shouldn't have yelled at him like that but he was Soo fed up with everyone in the mansion.

It sucks trying to be perfect for your father, he thought rising to his feet and wandering over to stare out the window.

That was why he loved watching TEMPTING LILY videos. He gets lost in a fantasy world completely different from the one hates.

It was a beautiful star lit night. Spike saw a shooting star flashing off against the night sky.

Shutting his eyes, Spike made a silent wish. " Make me meet TEMPTING KITTY one day."

" Read me a story, mama," Daisy said sleepily as Daisy laid her on the bed.

They had just finished having dinner of melon soup and were now retiring to bed.

Lucy smiled down at her daughter. " Alright, honey. What'd you like me to read to you?"

" The princess and the frog," Daisy said excitedly.

Lucy sighed. " But we've read that story ten times already."

" Pleaseeee?"

Lucy laughed. " Well, alright but this is the last time."

She wandered off to a small library in Daisy's room and brought out the book. It wasn't really the original novel.

It was more like a poem summerizing the entire novel into a simple story for bedtime.

Seated before Daisy, she began reading, smiling from time to time as she stroked her daughter's hair.

Daisy was a fast sleeper. In between two pages, she was already yawning.

Lucy knew it was time to tuck her in and shut the lights. She drew the blankets over to her chin and kissed Daisy's forehead.

Daisy whispered in her dozing sleep. " I love you, mama. Thanks for the soup."

Lucy shut off the lights. " Love you more, honey."

When she stepped outside her daughter's room, her smile vanished.

If only Daisy had a father.

Walking towards the kitchen, she removed a packet of cigarettes from her hip pocket and brought out a cigarette.

She remembered his face very well. She even remembered his name.

Hart Garrett.

He was a thug selling cocaine around the ghetto. At that time, she had lost her parents to the fire accident that claimed her home.

Being a homeless little girl wasn't easy for her. Especially when she was maturing into a young woman.

Garrett had seen her and had taken her in. She knew he sold cocaine but she had absolutely no where to go.

He bought her food and took good care of her. She was naive and knew nothing about the world.

It was from Garrett she began smoking. He also taught her how to use drugs and even sent her on dangerous errands to deliver drugs.

Garrett was the man who took her virginity. He was also Daisy's father.

Garrett had been less concerned about the pregnancy. He wasn't the type to take responsibilities. All he ever did was club all night and bring in other women and even had séx before Lucy's face.

Lucy would have left but where would she had gone to? She was alone in this world with her unborn child.

Unfortunately, Garret got in trouble with the police and he was arrested when a packet of cocaine was found in his jacket.

Lucy was also taken into custody. At that time, she was heavily pregnant in jail that she thought she was going to have her baby and her baby was never going to be with her. But she was acquited a month and three day's before Daisy was born. She was real happy because she had a daughter.

For a woman it ain't reason trying to raise a daughter. Sometimes, she wondered how how she did it as a poor single mother.

She never heard from Garrett. He was given a twenty years sentence.

Life wasn't fair to her but she stayed focused on making sure her daughter never suffered what she went through.

Lighting a match stick, she lit her cigarette and drew in smoke.

She had many secrets. One of those secrets was to hide the truth about her profession as a pórn performer.

Letting out smoke out of her nostrils, she brought out the papers bills and depts she owed from the kitchen cupboards.

Flickering ashes to the floor, she regarded the bills with a frown on her face.

She was only a third rated pórn actress. Your pay as a pórn actress depends on your ratings and number of views per videos. So far she had few ratings and less views. She wasn't that popular but she kept doing her thing.

So long as she could pay her bills, she was alright.

Eddie thinks highly of her. As a matter of fact, if it weren't for Eddie, she would have been kicked out of XHUB.

This reality pórn video was the breaking point of her life. Eddie was giving her the opportunity of a lifetime.

With a hundred thousand dollars, she could do many things.

Gazing out her window, she returned the cigarette back to her lips and smoked more.

She couldn't wait for tomorrow. The money was her goal and she was damn well going to get it.

For Daisy's sake.

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The time read a quarter passed six in the morning over Spike's wrist watch.

Grabbing his school bag and a wallet loaded with cash, he walked out of his room, ran down the spiral stairs and out into the early morning sun.

Quinn stood waiting for him by the glittering dark Rolls Royce, the rear door opened for him.

Quinn was Spike's personal Chaffey. His job was to convey Spike in all places Spike wishes to go.

Quinn saluted. " Good morning, master Spike."

Spike replied with a grunt, walking passed him into the fluffy luxurious seats of the Rolls Royce. He had intentionally skipped breakfast so he would avoid bumping into his father.

Getting behind the wheels, Quinn reverses and shot the car out of the mansion.

On the way to school, Spike stared expectantly outside the windows. He had no idea what he was searching for but he kept watching and waiting.

Waiting for someone– Anyone.

This had become a daily habit every morning while on the way to school. He would look outside the window and search.

Just then the car raced passed a woman walking on the street by the sidewalk with a little girl in her hand.

Spike stiffened when he saw her face.

It was a brief look. Just one brief second and he instantly recognized her.

CHERRY LIPPS!

"That's her." He widened his eyes, gazing behind him at the woman as the Rolls curved around a corner and took more speed.

He was sure it was her or was it just his imaginations? If it weren't for Quinn, he would very much had wanted to stop the car and check out this new discovery.

Ten minutes later, the Rolls Royce halted by the side of a lonely alley. Quinn walked around and opened the door.

Spike hesitated but then he stepped down. His father was being cautious of sending him to a local high school.

As a result, Spike always stops three blocks away from the school. This was to avoid news spreading about him being the son of a billionaire.

" Be humble," his father had drummed into his ears. " A wealthy man doesn't tell the world he's around. His money speaks for himself. But be humble."

That was his father's way of training him for the future.

Spike tugged his bag over his shoulder and walked away. No one at school knew he was the son of Larry Cage. He was unpopular and considered a loser but that's exactly what his father wanted, wasn't it?

Passing the school gates, he ran up the stairs towards the locker hallway.

Everywhere was bustling with life as high school kids wandered around, chattering and laughing.

Most of these kids held guitars over their shoulders, some had laptops under their arms, a bunch of girls were dressed as cheer leaders, there was also three guys with a basketball and let's not forget the school jocks.

Spike gazed around him, looking quiet, pale and intimated by the sneers and Snickers centered on him.

He had no friends nor did he ever spoke to anyone. What's worse, he never attends parties.

People like him were seen as weirdos.

A girl and a boy were kissing passionately by the side of his locker. Spike stood, watching them with a tight knox in his chest.

They didn't mind his presence nor did they care to move out of the way.

He held his hands balled up in fist as he glared at them. If these two couples had the slightest idea who he was, they would break up that kiss and step aside.

Who knows, they may even clean his shoes.

His personal savings alone could buy the entire school and everything in it but like his father always says;

BE HUMBLE.

At last, when the couples decided it was time to go, they held on to each other and walked away, scowling at Spike's pale face.

Spike watched them leave, flushing with anger.

Going through his locker combination, he thought how gloomy it was that he was the only boy in the entire school without a girlfriend.

Suddenly from behind him, he heard clanging footsteps walking by.

Pulling out his book, he turned around to see who it was. It was a teacher wearing a black skirt over a white striped long sleeve. She had long jet-black hair that fell over her shoulders down to her waist.

One thing was certain. He had never seen her before.

She had her back to him so he wasn't able to see her face. She was making her way towards the principal's office. He reasoned she was possibly some new teacher or something related to that.

He didn't care. He never cared about school either.

Minutes later, he was seated on his seat, scribbling a note at the back of his book.

He remembered the woman he saw this morning on his way to school. She looked very much like his favorite pórn star.

If she really was CHERRY, then who's the little girl? Was it her child?

Last night, he had wished to meet CHERRY. What happened this morning? Was that a sign to tell him his wish had been granted?

Spike kept scribbling on his book, his frown deepening. " I've always been searching for someone. Could this be her?"

" Good morning, kids," came a booming voice from the class speaker. " This is from your principal, Principal Hollis. Apparently, your class teacher won't be able to be with you guys due to some unforeseen circumstances."

The voice paused as the kids listened. " So for the rest of this week, you'll be having a substitute teacher. You fellas should treat her well and give her the best treatment. Understand?"

No one said anything. They rarely ever did.

Spike remembered the strange woman from the hallway. Could she be the new substitute teacher?

Suddenly, his hands were becoming feverishly excited. He didn't know why it was so.

Whenever he had a bad vibe about something, his hands shakes.

There's something fishy going on around this place. He looked around the class, checking out for anything strange.

Yet he saw nothing. Then why was he getting this crazy bad vibes? What's wrong?

From the passageway, his ears heard the clanking sound of high heels on the tiled floor, approaching his class.

The kids had all settled down on their seats to welcome their new teacher.

Spike waited, his heart pounding, his face set, his eyes wary.

The door to his class opened and a smooth ebony leg in red high heels stepped in first.

Spike's breath was held. A red alarm blew in his mind as he gazed at her.

She stepped fully into the class and stood before the kids.

Spike's eyes widened. He went hot then cold, his eyes taking in the woman standing before his classmates.

She was the same woman from the locker hallway. The same woman wearing the dark skirt and white striped long sleeve.

But it wasn't the clothes that made him gape. It was her face.

It was the face of his favorite pórn star.

CHEERY LIPPS.

Spike could barely believe his eyes. She was up close to him now. She was way hotter and prettier than he had ever imagined her to be.

Her eyes sparked in the sunlight. Her lips were full and glossed red to give her that foreign look that guys go gaga for.

Then there was her shape.

Despite her attempt to dress decent, she couldn't hide her shape. It came out nicely in curves, gripping her bûttocks and hips in a way that tapper down to nice long legs in high heels.

Spike's eyes ran up to her boóbs. They were big just like in all her pórn videos.

He could imagine her naked already.

" My substitute teacher is a porn star?" Spike's mind rang with question. " Wha... what is a pórn star doing here in my school?"

Instinctively, he turned behind him and stared at the top corner of the wall of the classroom. Then his eyes caught the tiny camera.

This was more shocking than ever. " A camera?"

He had been schooling in this local high school for years and he had never seen a camera installed anywhere except outside the school gates.

The camera was Soo tiny and well hidden, it would take anyone hours to figure where it was hidden.

But Spike had seen the camera. He turned back to look at the pórn star standing before him.

Lucy gazed down at her new students, staring at her. She adjuster her rectangular sized lenses, taking in the faces of everyone.

She was quick to see Todd, Alvin, Perry, Jason and Spike. Her Target's are locked. All she had to do was choose one after school and fúck him for today.

Her gaze searched the classroom. She couldn't see the cameras Eddie mentioned he had installed but she knew it was somewhere recording everything.

This was it. Time to do her thing. She's an actress, wasn't she?

Taking a deep breath, she took a board marker from the table and wrote her name on the board.

MISS HOUND.

Miss Hound was her cover up name as the teacher substitute teacher.

She turned to face the kids, smirking with naughty thoughts in her head. " Let's make this money."