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November 28, 2015  

SubMonique101 68T
5 posts
1/6/2022 10:03 pm
November 28, 2015


My hopes were that my excuses would keep me out of trouble and after another couple months of no contact I started to believe I had been discarded by the syndicate, which allowed me to return to my life as a closet submissive sissy slut. That is until one night when I out drinking with Steve at Boardner's in Hollywood. It a typical night of male bonding and debauchery until once when I went to use the facilities I noticed a guy staring at me as I washing my hands, "I'll be done in a second." "Oh, sorry, I didn't mean to stare. Take your time, but I thought I knew you from somewhere." We both looked at each other for a moment hoping one of us might place when it happened, before breaking the awkward moment, "I can't place you." He nodded and replied, "I'm always doing that." I nodded in agreement as I moved toward the door as he added quite confidently, "You probably just remind me of someone else I know. Once again, sorry." As I hit the door I raise my hand without turning to look back at him and said, "Have a good night."

When I returned to join Steve I told him about the strange encounter and he just laughed, "That's Hollywood for ya." My curiosity was only raised when the guy returned to his booth filled with six other rowdy guys. I could tell he was telling the same thing I told Steve because they all turned around and looked directly at me. Again one of the other men reacted like he also recognized me and excitedly started talking to the group. I tried watching the basketball game, but out of the corner of my eye I could see that I had somehow become the focus of the entire group. I was trying to ignore them when Steve answered his phone, that was buzzing on our table, "Holy shit! It's Paul. I've got take this outside. I haven't heard from these guys for months." I heard him say 'hello' before he walked outside to get away from the noisy crowd. I acted as if I wasn't interested, but I knew Steve would tell me everything when he returned.

I turned my attention back to the game before I heard a man's voice ask me from behind, "Are you Kate?" I was frozen for a moment as I collected my thoughts and tried to remain calm before I turned to face my accuser, "Are you drunk? Do I look like Kate?" He loomed over me as he looked closely at me while I acted shocked by his question. He broke right in to say, "It's not me. It's some of the other guys. They are convinced they saw you performing in a porno they watched last night." My heart was racing wildly, but I managed to keep a cool exterior, "Okay, we just had to know for sure and I was chosen to as I didn't watch it but they told me the slutty porno could be your identical twin." I took a deep gulp of my beer, "Thanks for the tip . . . I guess. May I ask where did they see it?" I thought he about to sit down at the table as he added, "My buddy brought back the DVD from his trip to Amsterdam. I haven't seen it yet, but they say you are very hot in it. A natural cock sucking star." I interrupted him, and stopped him from sitting down, "Again, I said that it is not me." and with Steve returning from his phone call I quickly brushed him off and turned back to the game and he walked back to his table through the crowd.

Just then Steve plopped down into his chair, "Who that?" After taking another long sip I explained, "Some drunk lawyer that thought he knew me, but once he told me where I knew he mistaken." Changing the subject I pressed him for information, "So, you got a call from that 'PAUL'?" Steve tossed down the rest of his beer with a smile on his face before pouring another from the pitcher, "He just wanted me to know that the next auction is being held in London. He said that things got too hot in the U. S., but he hoped to be back for January first if things all work out right for them. Did you know they are moving into more legitimate activities?" He had to tap me on the arm as my attention split between his story and the table of horny voyeurs, "I haven't heard anything from them in over a year. What kind of legitimate businesses are they branching out into?" He then told me something that I didn't to hear, "Triple X hard core videos, but only in Europe right now. He said they hope to expand into the States early next year." I trying to remain calm, "Paul said he would send me an advance copy of their biggest current seller, but when he told me it featuring their newest sissy star under an exclusive contract I told him I would take a pass and would prefer anything with hot chicks."

I so thankful he had reacted that way and turned down the offer until my phone started ringing with the specific Mr. Paul ringtone, "This is important. I've got to take this outside. It is way too loud in here." Steve turned back to the game while I moved to make a quick exit. Fortunately, we were seated close to the front entrance and I able to answer the call before it went to voicemail. All my voice could produce a very weak, "Hello?" HIs voice ripped through me like a hot knife, "Hello Kate, guess who?" Over the next couple minutes we caught up on each others outside activities, and he told me the same story he had passed on to Steve, "I thought you might like to know that Robbie finally pulled our L. A. video guy off of your Whitley Heights condo. We got all the coverage we need, and you've been a bit non-revealing lately. Plus, we both know there is plenty of video on Kate already. we have been operating strictly out of London. That story I told you in May to weed out any other possible police informants. I personally vouched for you and said you would never do anything like that against us. You know there would be major consequences for Kate, but moving forward we're not putting ourselves in anymore 'public' locations."

Since Mr. Paul had broached the subject I ready to know the whole truth, "There have been two things on my mind since I last saw you. First, I really auctioned off at the strip club, and second are you using video of Kate in your pornos already?" There a long drawn out silence on the other end of the line before he finally chuckled and answered," Yes to both. It Fred's idea, but once Robbie saw your raw footage he all in for making you our sissy series star. After Fred place you in the auction without Robbie's approval he bought you back to keep you under an exclusive contract."

I couldn't move as the reality sunk in, "A guy tonight thought he recognized me in a video." Once again I heard him chuckle, "Ever since the sting we have been shifting most everything to our legitimate endeavors. Robbie is being totally anal about lawyers and legal contracts. Of course we lost some of our partners with this move, but everything leading up to the raid by the Feds saved and moved overseas. Oh, and Fred got arrested, so things will never be the same."

That same group of men that had recognized Kate earlier exited the bar at that moment, but I overwhelmed by the phone call, "What does all of that mean to me?" I watched the men talking and laughing before they noticed me on the sidewalk and Mr. Paul revealed his true self, "We are not through with you. You'll need to accept that, and also being recognized by porn enthusiasts. Just think if you are already being recognized , and you were just a portion of the latest video, I can only imagine an future encounters when you are featured."

As a stretch limo drove drove by and began honking the horn I looked up to see if filled with my fans hanging out the windows and standing through the roof, "Hey, porno slut!" I just gave them the finger and turned my back on them listening to Mr. Paul, "Robbie is going to just love hearing about you being recognized on the streets, and that once again his instincts were correct." As I reached the door I responded, "I didn't sign up for any of this!" Mr. Paul's tone suddenly changed, "Oh yes you did bitch, and this is only the beginning of it!" before the connection ended. I could barely breathe as I tried to collect my thought and sat down defeated,

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