Copyright 08 Molly J
NOTE: This story is about dominance, abuse, and the difference between them. The story is told in a family setting, in graphic BDSM terms. If any of these themes offend you, in any way, do not read this story.
Lucy's days and nights moved quickly. Her nights with Frank were filled with passion. Her days with Jim were filled with work. They edited together a short film that displayed the new talent in the family.
Jim took out a loan to cover the front end costs. Lucy wrote an outline of her new film. Lucy traveled by plane to Amsterdam to talk to her distributor. The presentation went well. The distributor liked what he saw.
He was excited by the new talent. Lucy's films had been real money makers. Unlike most erotic films, Lucy's films continued to sell after many years. They were real art. The distributor advanced Lucy $30,000 against royalties.
When Lucy returned home, she instructed Frank to quit his job. She needed him full time. Lucy leased a small rural house for a filming location. The house and setting were ideal for the film. The rest of the month was used to sit up the location. Frank and Melody spent their days with Jim, learning how to run the cameras.
Lucy liked the soft quality of film. She had resisted the movement to digital cameras. She felt that they were too crisp. They lost the soft images only film could produce. The films were processed, then converted to digital recordings.
It was a lot of extra time, work, and expense. Lucy was willing to put up with the time and expense, for the higher quality. She was determined to maintain the artistic merit of her films.
Betty finished her year at school. Her return home was the start of the summer filming session. The filming began with the first meeting of the cast and crew.
Jim was the crew. The actors would work for him, whenever they were not in front of the camera. Lucy was the director. She demanded, and took, absolute control of the film.
"We start filming tonight. The first scene will introduce Sally and I, and set the plot. The roles are simple. I am Frank's and Betty's mother. Sally is Melody's mother. I am a dominate, in a lesbian relationship with Sally. That should not be hard to remember... For our first film, I find no reason to change our names. It will be easier that way. Even though we retain our names, do not fall into your normal relationships with each other. Become your roles. Do not confuse them with your daily life."
Lucy was in her corset and heels. She looked out of place. Everyone else was wearing street clothes. Lucy paced in front of the cast.
"Your parts must not get stale. We'll film each scene until it is right. Jim will decide when to move on to the next scene. I'll give you your scripts for each scene, one at a time. You will not try to memorize the script. You must read, and reread, the script until you become the role you are assigned. The lines will come as the scene unfolds. The hardest part is to remain fresh. If we film a scene five times, the last filming must be as fresh as the first one. If we have to film a scene over a third time, I'll beat everyone's ass."
Lucy watched carefully. She had everyone's attention. She need it. She commanded it. Her command came from the tone of her voice, and her stance before them.
"There is food in the kitchen. The caterer will supply all of our meals. We live upstairs. We film downstairs. Keep the set neat and tidy at all times. Sally and I, will be on set first. The rest of you are working for Jim. He won't beat your ass if you fuck up. I will. Film call in one half hour."
Lucy took Sally aside. She handed Sally her script. She discussed her costume. Lucy took Sally into a full embrace as she kissed her with passion.
"It's like old times Sally. Just do what you have always done. Get yourself up, but not off, before the session. I want your eyes sparkling for the camera. I'll help you right now. Strip, bitch."
Lucy's eyes were sparkling as Sally removed her clothes. She was back in her element. Lucy laid Sally across the arm of a large chair. Lucy laid bright red stripes across Sally's ass and back. Sally wanted to masturbate. She was hot. Her eyes were sparkling when Lucy was finished.
"That's a start. I'll freshen you up before we go on stage. Do not touch yourself. I'll beat you silly if you do. We'll eat on set."
Lucy left the group. She wanted to be alone. She stroked herself as she drank. She would be hot, and loose, when the camera rolled. She spent the half hour teasing herself and drinking. She was ecstatic. The stage was where she shined. Lucy dressed for the scene. She whipped Sally just before they stepped onto the stage.
"The scene starts in the kitchen and moves to the bedroom. There are three parts to the scene. The kitchen, the transition through the living room, and the bedroom scene."
Lucy's simple modest dress, buttoned down the front. Sally was in a skirt and blouse. Her dress was also simple and modest. Neither outfit was modest under their clothes. Lucy wore a soft leather corset. Her high heeled suede boots fit tightly to her mid thighs. They were held in place by the garter straps from her corset.
Sally's under cloths were much simpler. She wore a pink bra and panties set . Her silk stockings and garters were red. Her red heels buckled around her ankles. They were at the table when the camera's rolled. They ate as the scene unfolded. Lucy knew her lines by heart. They were the first lines, she had written for this movie.
"Sally dear. This is our last night to play around the house. Frank and Betty, will be home from the university tomorrow. Your daughter Melody, will be home the day after."
"I'll miss our freedom also, mistress. It's only for the summer. We'll be free to play at our leisure as soon as school starts again."
"No sense in wasting any of our time. Strip, bitch. I'll hear your screams tonight. They will excite me."
Lucy smiled broadly. She was excited. She was more than excited, she was raging. Sally lowered her head as she stood before her mistress. Sally needed no script for this scene. She spoke clearly as she began to remove her outer clothes.
"Yes mistress. I dressed for you tonight. I hope you are pleased with my selection."
"It makes no difference what you're wearing. I'll beat your ass tonight for my pleasure alone."
"Yes mistress."
Sally was also raging. She sparkled. She radiated her sexuality as she stripped for Lucy. She posed, and flirted, as she stood before Lucy in her underwear.
"Take the bra off. Kneel before me. I want to kiss your tits."
"Yes mistress."
Lucy produced a set of wrist restraints, and a whip, from the chair alongside of her. Lucy unbuttoned her dress as Sally entertained her with her submissive strip tease. Sally removed her bra. She bowed her head as she knelt in front of Lucy.
"Give me your hands bitch."
"Yes mistress."
Lucy fastened the restraints onto Sally's wrists. Lucy stood up, letting her dress fall from her. She used her whip on Sally as she walked behind her. Lucy secured the restraints together behind Sally's back, then returned to her seat.
"I love your tits. I love to kiss them."
Lucy used her whip on Sally's tits. She slashed them several times. The lashes were strong. Sally screamed for her mistress.
"I have kissed you, now you kiss me."
