Loyal Lover

   Few minutes passed yet he had not moved or said anything, only to stare at me. I was beginning to feel uncomfortable and there is nothing I wanted at the moment but to get over with this. He would have to need more than a tape of fake moaning to convince Zain that I cheated on him unless Zain doesn't love me so much.

  "I feel bad for you" 

   He finally said then smirked. I was confused on why he would said that but I dare not ask him because I am afraid of whatever reply he is going to give, he is not a preacher of peace. He shook his head and got down from the bed which made me more confused. Before I could gather my thoughts, he invited some people inside the room. 

   I was so conscious of myself that I had to snuggle inside the duvet to avoid those men seeing my exposed body.

   There were about three men and it looked like they were here to shoot some movie scenes.They came in with cameras, a selfish stick and ring light. The room was dim enough.

   I followed their every movement with my eyes. Mr Mask man stood at the corner watching me and gave them orders on how perfect and real he wants everything to look.

   I bet he really wants my relationship to be over with Zain, that's how much he hates Zain. He knows that this is going to break Zain.

  "Make sure everything is set, I want the best."

He said, eyeing me, he still had that dangerous smirk on his face. That moment I despised him with every vein in me.

   "I know that look of hatred on your face but I don't mind. I am being kind enough"

I rolled my eyes and collapsed on the bed waiting patiently for my fate.

   "Do you really have to do his bidding? Are you trading Zain for your mom? Last time that you broke up with Zain, you almost died, are you willingly to go through that lane again"

  I kept asking myself those questions. The issue now is, what extent will this fake moaning thing do to my relationship. Zain could not believe it if he sees it so I don't need to worry but play along and get out as soon as possible.

   I felt one side of the bed sinking and turned to see one of them getting on me with just his briefs and covering us with the duvet while Mr Mask walked towards the bed carelessly. He squashed the cigarettes with his big shoe. I did not realize he had taken another cigarette, he seems to be a smoker.

 He bent over the bed and grabbed my jaw. He has been doing that since I arrived into this room, "Listen carefully, you don't have to do anything. I know you are a loyal lover and cheating on your lover boy will kill you. So what you do is moan like you are enjoying the whole thing while he moves on you inside the duvet like he is thrusting in and out of you. You are going to make this perfect or else, your mom will be gone as the wind, I don't need to remind you off what I can do"

   I gulped then closed my eyes.

"Are we understood or should I go on to make you understand?"

I shook my head vehemently and he let go of my jaw.

  "Good girl. You know what it means to moan and reach orgasm, make it as real as possible. We will be done before you know it."

   He added and then stood up and turned his back on us. He took several steps forward and shouted action. I was momentarily blinded because of the flash of lights coming from here and there,they took pictures too.

  The guy began to move on me and I stared at him angrily. I wished at that moment that my deadly glares would kill him. 

   I gripped the bed sheet tightly and tried to control myself. They seem to take more pictures of me now, trying to get it all right. I saw the Mask Man walking around with his arms crossed and shaking his head. He had an amused look on his face, looking at him intensified my anger.

  "Cut!"

   He suddenly stopped and yelled. I flinched, almost flipping the guy on me over. Hearing him yell cut, I thought it was over but his next words made me see that we are not yet close to finish.

  "What are you doing, Jenny? don't you know how it feels when someone is riding you, giving it to you the way you want? Do you really want me to show you how to moan in pleasure practically?"

    I looked away and swallowed hard. I don't need to think about the meaning of his words. My hand that held the sheets was sweating profusely. He was angry but I did not care yet I was afraid of what he would do if I don't comply.