Hotshot: A Director is Born
Korben Hunter
Hotshot
A Director is Born
Korben Hunter
© Sultry Publications, 2023
Disclaimer
All characters, situations, events, places, activities and artefacts in this story are fictional. The hero is a fictional character, his world is fictional, the industry he works in is a figment of my imagination, and the people he interacts with are fictional. This is a story written purely for entertainment and all the elements in this are fictional, created for the purpose of making the story interesting and enjoyable. Any similarity to any person, living or dead, shall be considered a coincidence for which the author and the publisher shall not be responsible.
It is not the intent of the author and publisher to insult, defame, damage, degrade or demoralise any group, sect, religion, gender or industry. This a story based on fantasy written for enjoyment.
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Adult Content Warning
Please be advised that this is a very adult story, what would be called X-rated in the US content rating system and XXX by the internet rating. There are a lot of sexual situations and graphic descriptions of sexual acts between men and women contained in this story.
This story includes a lot of sexual language including many hard core terms. This is a story written for entertainment and the situations as well as the actions performed by the characters are not real nor is it advised to follow their example in real life. The story includes many examples of polygamy, polyandry, cheating, cuckolding and some elements of BDSM. This is a story from fantasy and is not meant to be followed in real life.
Readers are advised to exercise discretion while reading the story and not get immersed in it to the point that it blurs the boundaries between real and fantasy. This is meant to be fun, read it purely for enjoyment. The description of any acts in this story is not an indication that they are endorsed by the author or the publisher.
There are many sexual situations and activities described in this book where creative licence has been taken to exaggerate reality for erotic effect. Readers are cautioned to not follow anything in this book and always practice safe sex in their lives. This book is fantasy, these characters do not come to harm other than as imagined by the author but the same things can be harmful and dangerous if followed in real life. Please do not take your guidance for sexual activities from this fantasy book.
It is not the intent of the author and publisher to insult, defame, damage, degrade or demoralise any group, sect, religion, gender or industry. This a story based on fantasy written for enjoyment.
Table of Contents
Introduction
Series Info
Chapter 1 – Why do they call you Romeo?
Chapter 2 – Rekha Really Wants the Answer
Chapter 3 – Rekha Surrenders
Chapter 4 – Romeo Gets Up
Chapter 5 – Romeo Works with People
Chapter 6 – Trouble on the Set
Chapter 7 – Romeo Shares
Chapter 8 – Romeo and Rekha are an Open Secret
Chapter 9 – The Mile High Club
Chapter 10 – Sonu Walia is Interested
Chapter 11 – Sonu Wants More
Chapter 12 – Sonu Finally Talks
Chapter 13 – Archana Wants to Collaborate
Chapter 14 – Archana’s Test Ride
Chapter 15 – Terms for Archana
Chapter 16 – Romeo Comes of Age
Chapter 17 – Romeo Meets Munmun
Chapter 18 – Munmun Becomes Romeo’s Model
Chapter 19 – Kimi Makes a Friend
Chapter 20 – Kimi Gets Real Friendly
Chapter 21 – Romeo Meets Sonam
Chapter 22 – The Three Friends
Chapter 23 – Romeo Meets People
Chapter 24 – Poonam is a Good Girl
Chapter 25 – Poonam Has an Idea
Chapter 26 - Romeo Has an Idea
Chapter 27 – Poonam Reports
Chapter 28 – Meeting a Financer
Chapter 29 – Sonam Has News
Chapter 30 – Sonam Gives Her Thanks
Chapter 31 – Kimi Comes Home
Chapter 32 – Business Choices
Chapter 33 – Shweta Has a Show
Chapter 34 – Shweta is Willing to Help
Chapter 35 – Shweta Fulfils Her Promise
Chapter 36 – Acquiring Shweta Tiwari
Chapter 37 – Red Carpet Blues
Chapter 38 – Kimi in Demand
Chapter 39 - Romeo Plays a Game
Chapter 40 – Sharmila Has Class
Chapter 41 – Romeo Meets a Miss India
Chapter 42 – Juhi is Cooperative
Chapter 43 – Acquiring Juhi Chawla
Chapter 44 – Rakesh Roshan Gives Advice
My Other books
Introduction
Normally I start a new series with an apology for not giving this time to write another book in one of the existing series but not this time. This series, or I should say this story, is older than all my series. The idea for this originated even before I had published a single book.
The history of Romeo is the history of my writing. I published the first Romeo story on Literotica in 2002. I didn’t used to write very frequently and I was definitely not a good writer. I wrote for myself because the different actress characters did trigger off some erotic fantasies in my head and I liked putting them in the structure of a story and write them down. It was not much of a structure. A hotshot Bollywood director who has access to all the hot actresses, models and beauty queens. He can fuck whoever he wants and keep the hottest ones as his live-in whores. It was amateur hour. You cannot have a plot simpler than that.
But I wrote it because the stories that were available on Literotica at that time did not deal with the celebrity characters I wanted to focus on, Indian stories were in a great minority. Also, the pace of the stories, celeb and otherwise, was never to my liking. Either they were so fast and fantastic that they had no realism, or they were so realistic that they became boring. Nobody was exploring the space between the sex and non-sex scenes, where the actual sexual tension is generated. The problem is that in that space you need more dialogue and that, well, you know how dialogues in porn movies are.
Once I started writing I had to publish my stories because that was the reason to write them down otherwise I could have just left them in my head as fantasies. Fortunately, and surprisingly, other people started liking my stories. Romeo with his simple, dominant character and the extremely simple story plots, became a lot of people’s favourite. Believe me, I was, and still am, very surprised by this. But the fact was that people liked him and liked reading more stories from him, even demanded more frequent stories.
The fascination with Romeo grew to the point that my fans (I can call them my fans because they did), started asking me what was Romeo’s background, how did Romeo become Romeo, what did he do in the past, how did he get all this success? They were all good questions. The questions made me think.
When I started thinking about it, it was not hard to come up with Romeo’s past. I had hinted at many things in his past in some of the stories like he had been a stuntman, he knew martial arts, he was extremely fit from youth and other things like that. The plot was easy to write and it could easily become a story series. I was still publishing only on LitE at that time. Of course, if it’s a story about Romeo it would have a lot of sex, that was a given, but the actresses he owned in that series would be yesteryear heartthrobs. That had its own charm.
I started writing it and loved the first few chapters that I wrote. But then I had the same problem. The story was too simple, there was no twist, no involved plot and even though I had done the same thing many, many times in Romeo stories, I was beginning to want more of a plot from myself by then. So, it just stayed in the backlog while I wrote other stories.
Man of Power was, I think, my first serious non-Romeo story. That’s the story which made me feel like I could write better. I did and ultimately published that as a book. That led to other series and other books. In the meantime, the Romeo story, I called it Romeo Origins, kept nagging at me. I came back and read the first few chapters several times and I still liked them. At this time, I had another worry that if I wrote this as a book, nobody would read it because it would have outdated characters from the past. Other than a few, very few, actresses that Romeo owned in the old days, none had retained their charm, mostly they are out of the public eye.
This continued as a tug of war in my mind – the desire to write this story and the fear that nobody will read it. Ultimately, I came to the same conclusion that I always come to – write for myself. I still write more than I publish and I enjoy writing, so why not write it for myself, publish it and let people decide if they want to buy it or not?
Once I decided that I was going to write it, it was easy to write. I already had a few chapters written, the rest were completed in quite a short time.
Now that the book is in your hands, you be the judge of whether it was worth all that effort or not. I myself enjoyed writing it and reading. It during the edit process. Hope you do enjoy reading it as well.
Thanks
Korben
Series Info
This book was a bit different to plan in the way that it dealt with the old time and I have never written anything in the past other than short flashback scenes. What made it more difficult to plot was that I had already written a lot of Romeo stories and while most of them only dealt with sexual themes, the later stories depicted some of his normal life as well.
I am not a professional writer, sure, now I publish books and people buy them with money so you could say that I am a professional writer, but when I first started writing Romeo stories I was nowhere close to this. My style of writing was to create a new document in Word and start typing about whichever gorgeous actress character had motivated me to write today. I usually had some sort of a basic story but it was only in my mind. There was no overall plan, and there was no effort to keep things consistent between stories. Not that I wanted things to fall out of sync but I was too lazy to keep track of what I said in the last story about this particular aspect of Romeo’s life.
Later, as my stories became more popular I even got emails and comments from readers about the discrepancies that they noticed. That forced me to start planning a little bit more. Since then I have gone through several paradigm shifts in planning and plotting my stories, using different processes and different tools. Now that I have so many parallel series going on at the same time, my planning has to be at the Olympic level to cope with it all, and it is.
The problem that this lack of planning created was not felt by me until I started properly plotting Romeo Origins. There are so many things I have said about his past, about his history with particular girls and other facts which I have shared that I have forgotten. The biggest part of this is managing his stable through the ages.
Another problem with this sort of story is that even though all the characters are fictional, the readers will try to find parallels with yesteryear actresses and find discrepancies in ages and projects etc.
Notice when you read a series of novels that even if the author writes for several years, the hero never gets any older. This is because if he starts aging the hero, the plotting will become very troublesome. For me this is a bigger problem as I have already shown Romeo owning different generations of actresses in Bollywood.
My solution for all these problems was the same – artistic licence. I am not writing the history of Bollywood. This is not a documentary! I am only writing an erotic story with Bollywood as the backdrop. So, I did not worry about who was at what age and what was going on in the real world. This is a fantasy story so I changed things to suit my story so that it would flow better. I created the characters I wanted to have in it, and didn’t try to have anything in common with the real world. The only thing I was very careful to have was that I made sure each and every character in a sexual situation was of legal age per the country he or she was in at that time.
There is an old joke about a job interview where they ask the candidate how old he is, and he says “Twenty five years.” They ask him how much job experience he has and he replies “Thirty five years.” They ask him to explain this discrepancy and he says “Overtime.”
In this story, I have used that same kind of “elastic years” to solve the problem of the hero aging. In some scenarios he may be shown to have worked in Hollywood for “a few years” but if someone sat down with pencil and paper, they may discover that given his age, he could only have been in US for maximum two years. For this reason, I have kept things vague, not mentioned any particular year or age. If you want to enjoy the story, leave the pencil and paper aside.
The problem of reconciling his life in this era with his later era about which I have written many stories already was a little bit tricky. It’s like I have created the first and second floor of a building first and now I am trying to construct the ground floor to align with the other two floors. If I think of my earliest stories as first floor and later stories as second floor, then you will find that the second floor had a bit better planning and consistency. But in either case, I will try to keep things consistent here where possible, where not possible, I will simply write the erotic story and let some facts be out of sync with each other.
I am taking pains to explain all this now so that my readers don’t bother to write to me about the things they notice which don’t fit. Yes, I know they are there. Sorry, I can’t do anything about it.
One thing that you would not find in this book is much information about Romeo’s early life. Yes, I was so concerned with creating a foundation for his life in this age, late 1980s and 1900s, that I forgot to put much stuff about the earlier times, of his lfie before he came to Bollywood. That will continue as a parallel stream in the coming books.
Now about the series. The first book is in your hands and I hope you enjoy it. The second book will be written for sure because there are things that I need to cover. After that it will depends on readers’ response if more books are published in this stream or not.
With that long and detailed introduction to the series, let’s get into the actual story and meet a young Romeo working on a film project as a third AD.
Enjoy!
Photos
I have been doing another experiment recently. This book contains some photos as reference for the dresses that I have described. The photos are created by AI, so they are not an accurate depiction of the dress I am describing but they are close. When reading the story, use the photos as a reference but pay attention to the description of the dress as the accurate design of the dress.
As you would have noticed, I use the dresses not just for adornment of the character’s body but also as a point for flirting, make-out etc. All those actions will be based on the description that I provide for the dress or outfit.
Most of all, I would be interested to get your feedback on the photos, if they helped in getting an idea of the design of the dresses, did they add to your enjoyment of the story or was it the other way around?
Based on your feedback I will decide if I want to spend time creating these photos for the future books or not.
Thank you.
Chapter 1 – Why do they call you Romeo?
“Romeo, you fucking bastard!” Devanan screamed “Who told you to change the camera position after I placed it there?”
“The Sun.” Romeo said calmly.
“What?”
“The Sun told me.”
“What do you mean the Sun told you?”
“You were going to get the hero’s shadow in the frame from where you had placed the camera.” Romeo said.
“So what?” Devanan demanded “I would have put a reflector there.”
“Then you can’t pan when the hero starts speaking. The shooting script has a pan shot next.”
“I will put the reflector behind the hero.” Devanan insisted though realising that he was losing the battle.
“You want Rekha ji to trip?”
“What?”
“She’s going to walk in from that side.” Romeo said.
“Um..well…don’t go fucking messing with my camera after I set it up!”
“Then don’t fuck up the shot.” Romeo said.
“I am the AD, damn it!” Devanan screamed.
Romeo’s laugh was more cutting than anything he could have said.
Devanan ran out of arguments. He stamped his foot before he turned and walked away.
“Why do I feel like you enjoyed that?”
Romeo turned to see that Rekha had watched the whole altercation from her chair under her umbrella. She was smiling.
“That’s the only enjoyment I get when I am working with such idiots.”
“Oh, you are working with idiots? You talk like you are the director.” Rekha commented, but her amused smile was still there.
“I am. In a way. I am the 3rd AD.” He grinned “The D stands for Director.”
“Which means what?”
“It means I bring juice for the star and keep track of the pencils on the set.” Romeo said.
Rekha laughed “And save the shot when nobody is looking?”
“All part of the game.”
“Why do they call you Romeo?” Rekha asked.
“That’s not a question I can answer out in the open.” Romeo said indicating the outdoor film set where they were, with at least a hundred people working around them.
Rekha took the bait. She looked into his eyes and bit her lower lip. “What if I really want an answer?”
“You know how to get it.” Romeo told her.
“Maybe I will get it.” Rekha used her sultry voice that drove producers crazy for her.
“Good luck.” Romeo saluted her with two fingers and walked way.
Rekha watched him walk. He was a handsome man, very fit and had a presence about him belied his place as third AD. She watched his confident gait and wondered if he had a reason for it.
Chapter 2 – Rekha Really Wants the Answer
Devanan found Romeo helping with the pack up as they wrapped up the day’s shoot.
“What have you done now, idiot?” He shot at Romeo.
Romeo looked up but continued folding the large tripod, unscrewing each part carefully. “What do you mean, jackass?” He shot back at Devanan.
Pointing towards the hotel, Devanan said “Rekha ma’am is saying she needs to see you right away. She wants tomorrow’s costume details with the changes that she told you in the day.”
“She told me in the day?” Romeo asked.
“That’s what she said. Go find out.” Devanan told him.
“Dev, you are only the AD, don’t try to act like you are my father, and don’t try to behave like you are the director.”
“I have to knock some sense into you, don’t I?” Devanan said.
“Try to calm down, Devanan. It will be hard to do camerawork with that stick up your butt.” Romeo turned on his heel and strode away leaving Devanan speechless but fuming.
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Rekha was a beauty who knew her value. She had started strong as a young pretty girl and already she had blossomed into a stunner. She knew she was gorgeous but at the same time, she knew that beauty was a currency to use in the film industry. She didn’t mind flirting or fucking producers to further her career but in her personal life also she was extremely sexual and enjoyed the free environment of the film business.
When Romeo entered her hotel room she was wearing a gold silk minidress that was short enough to show her thighs and just loose enough to drape around her body to show that she was not wearing a single thing under the little thin dress. The neck of the dress was just deep enough to show a nice amount of cleavage without being totally vulgar. The back of the dress was in a scoop style showing all of her back bare. Even though she was in her room, she was wearing 6” high black heels because she knew how high heels drove men crazy.
“How do I look?” She asked Romeo with a smile as he entered after knocking.
Kicking the door close behind him, Romeo walked in, ignored her question and moved to the bathroom. As he opened the bathroom door, he said over his shoulder “Come!” and entered the bathroom without looking to see if she followed. For a moment, Rekha was conflicted. She didn’t like his cavalier attitude. How dare he ignore her like that after she had carefully set the stage for his arrival? But then her curiosity got the better of her and she followed.
She found that he had opened the small bathroom window and was looking out. She got even more curious.
“What are you looking at?” She had to ask.
He moved aside and beckoned her “Come.” She joined him at the window. He guided her to place her hands on the window sill and stood behind her.
“Look there.” She was very aware of him behind her, his crotch rubbing on her ass through her thin little dress as she peered over into the field where they had been shooting all day. The field was right next to the hotel and was quite large.
“That’s just our set.” Rekha said. Her hotel room was on the second floor and she could clearly see their tents and other set up which would be left there overnight “You brought me here to see that?”
“Don’t be silly.” Romeo casually passed his arms under her body and fondled her soft breasts, easily able to feel their warmth and firmness through the thin fabric of her dress “Look to the left, the office.”
Rekha knew what he meant. Diagonally across the fields from her hotel was a single-story school which they were using as their film unit’s office. She could see into the rooms through the open windows.
“Just people working, wrapping up for the day, Romeo.” She said, but she kept looking and didn’t stop him from fondling and kneading her tits. She was intrigued by how smooth and confident he was. Even directors were not that bold with her when they knew she had come for the casting couch.
“Have some patience, darling, keep looking.” He said, his breath hot on her neck.
Without meaning to, Rekha moved her butt and felt his crotch pressing on her ass, she could feel his cock getting hard and rubbing between her ass cheeks. She was feeling butterflies in her stomach and couldn’t understand why. The guy was part of the crew, she was the heroine of the film. She was his superior in every way and yet, she was afraid to stop him from doing anything for fear that he might leave and not come back. There was absolutely no need for Rekha to seek his approval and yet she wanted him to like her. It was a crazy thought.
“But what am I looking for?” She asked, trying to keep her voice from becoming breathy.
Closing his big, strong hands around her soft tits, he squeezed firmly and leaned in close, pressing his lips to her ear “Girl, wouldn’t it ruin the surprise if I told you?” He kissed her neck, just below her jawline and crushed her soft, firm tits in his strong fingers. Rekha moaned. She didn’t know when she had started to move her hips and grind her ass on the hard rod in his pants but she was liking how solid and big he was between her ass cheeks.
“Oh, there’s a girl there, at the door.” Rekha said. Her breath was getting heavy and her voice which was already husky in a very sexy way, was becoming loaded with sexual charge.
“Mhmmm.” Romeo easily reached inside her deep-neck dress, crossing his forearms and grabbed her soft, bare tits, he kneaded them slowly but firmly “Recognise her?”
“No, mmmm, yes,” she moaned as his hot, calloused palms excited her hardening nipples “she’s the script supervisor girl, Cammy, no, Kimi.”
“Yes, Kimi Katkar.” Romeo said, he was humping Rekha’s tight ass through the clothes and she was pushing back wantonly.
Romeo kissed her bare back, his hot breath warming her bare spine. Rekha moaned and arched her back. He kicked her shoe lightly and she opened her legs a little wider, obeying his silent command “But she’s not doing anything, just standing there looking around.”
Lifting her little dress up, he slapped her bare ass, making a loud noise in the little bathroom, his calloused, heavy hand making her ass sting where it landed on her soft ass cheek. She quickly opened her legs wider, as wide as they could go in the confined space between the toilet bowl and the wall.
“Keep watching.” He said as he opened his zip “She will go to that truck.” Rekha turned her head to look at the equipment truck parked between the trees.
“The camera truck? Why? That’s empty.” She pushed back on his bare, hot cock, feeling how thick it was.
He grabbed her hair and pushed her head down. She arched her back and pushed her ass up, again following his directions without a single word of command. She was playing the game and it was making her feel delightfully wicked. Even though she was an actress and such an easy slut for producers and directors, it was not easy to enter between her legs. Men had to approach her just right, be just the right kind of man, and wait for her approval before they could so much as kiss her.
But this young man, so bold, so casual, so daring in his approach, he was accessing her, he was playing with her, in such a casual manner like it was nothing. He was behaving like playing with Rekha’s stunning body was not even worth any attention, it was the drama outside the window that was important. Rekha could see how wicked he was and she could not help but feel terribly intrigued by his style.
“Is it?” Romeo said, placing his cockhead on her bare, hot pussy.
Rekha looked again, carefully. The day had not yet set fully and she could clearly see through the windscreen off the truck that it was empty.
“Yes, it’s empty.” She turned her head to look at him. She could not help grinding her pussy on his cock. She was not wearing any panties and she was wet. He knew those two things now and she felt that it gave him more power over her. More Power? She went back in her thought. How did he get any power over her in the first place? She didn’t know the answer. But she knew that she was in his hands and he was in control. As she realised this, her pussy tingled hard.
“Keep looking.” He said and kissed along her spine in slow, smooth kisses, tasting her gorgeous body like it was his dessert for the evening. Rekha moaned and pushed back to try to take his cock in her. She was hungry. She could feel his cock was big and thick. She wanted it in her. She knew he was going to fuck her. She could see no benefit in pretending that she didn’t know he was going to nail her. Romeo kept grinding his cock on her pussy but didn’t let her take it in. His cockhead was thick and it could not enter her tight hole without a hard push. He continued to knead her hot, bare tits inside her dress as he kissed her neck “She will go to that camera truck.”
“But it’s an empty truck and she doesn’t do camera.” Rekha said, quite asroused now but trying to keep herself from asking him to enter her. He was playing a game where they were not talking about he was doing to her or what he was about to do to her, they were pretending like that was not evening happening. She didn’t want to break the rules of the game, but her pussy was hungry and she was licking her lips in anticipation of his entry into her pussy.
“She’s walking.” Romeo told her. He kept grinding his cockhead on her pussy hole, soaking it in her cunt juices that were now flowing out. Rekha opened her legs wide and pushed her ass up a bit more to give him the hint that she was ready for his actual thrust. He ignored the hint.
“Mmmmmm.” Rekha could not suppress a moan then added “But why?”
“Keep patience and don’t take your eyes off her.” He told her. But then as she was watching Kimi intently, Romeo pushed with his hips and stuffed not only his swollen cockhead but a couple more inches of his massive, meaty shaft in her tight cunt.
“Aaah!” Much as she was intrigued by the scene in front of her, his huge cock invading her tight pussy set her whole body on fire and her vision got blurry with the tears that formed in her eyes. She groaned again as he oved his hips “Ah, Romeo!”
“Keep watching.” Romeo reminded her. Rekha took deep breaths to try and adjust to his big beast in her pussy and blinked several times to clear her eyes. Kimi Katkar, beautiful and young, just in her early twenties, was walking across the field as Romeo had predicted. Rekha moved her hips, grinding her pussy around his hard, throbbing cock that was giving her so much pleasure while she tried to watch the scene in front of her which promised to be quite intriguing as well.
Grabbing her hair again, he pushed her down. Rekha bent over lower and looked up to keep watching through the window. Romeo fucked her with slow, smooth, in and out strokes. His hands were kneading her soft, bare tits and Rekha could feel her nipples buzzing as the blood rushed to them with each squeeze. His hands were strong, but not cruel, she could feel that he knew how to feel a woman like a dominant man without hurting her. She had met many men who did not know this balance.
He started fucking her with smooth, masterful strokes and Rekha gasped every time his cock conquered fresh territory inside her. His hard, thick cock was fitting tightly in her pussy and well-aware that he could rip her apart if he wanted to. The pain he was causing in her tight pussy was so pleasurable that Rekha was finding it hard to keep her eyes open. She was now shamelessly pushing back and forth, fucking herself on his hard cock and encouraging him to penetrate her deeper.
“Oh my god!” Rekha exclaimed as she watched Kimi Katkar knock on the door of the truck’s cab and someone who had been keeping low below the windscreen before opened the door from the inside. She breathed “Who…who is that?”
“Look closely, that’s our producer – Rajesh Roshan.” Romeo whispered in her ear and kissed her cheek. He was fucking her with deep, forceful strokes now and his hands were crushing her soft, warm tits. Rekha was aroused more than she had ever been in her life. She was losing control of her mind and body. Romeo was taking that control. She was fully in his possession right this moment. His hands and his cock were controlling her and she was submitting to his control willingly and eagerly.
As they both watched, Kimi climbed into the truck’s cab and the producer grabbed her in his arms. Two minutes later he was lying on the seat of the truck and Kimi was riding his cock. Rekha watched this as she took Romeo’s cock in her pussy, pushing back with his strokes to take his cock as deep as she could manage. But as it fucked her hard and deep she started to whimper and moan loudly.
His meaty cock was stretching her tight pussy to the limit and Rekha was breathless as she tried deal with the pain and pleasure mixing in her body. His hands were crushing her tits, making her nipples buzz with electric currents and Rekha was losing control very rapidly.
“Ah, baby!” She lost the game and accepted defeat “Fuck me deep. Poora andar daal do Romeo, poora daal do. Chodo zor se. Ah, daba ke chodo.”
“It will hurt.” He kissed her neck, then her bare back, licking slowly along her spine, lovig how it made her pussy clench.
“Main she loongi.” She cried out “Tum chodo. Poora daal do. I need your cock, baby. Mujhe tumhara lund chahiye. Andar daal ke ragad do mujhe.”
Romeo speed up his strokes and as the friction of his cock in her tight pussy hole increased, Rekha began breathlessly hot like her whole body was in the centre of an electric storm. She lowered her head and closed her eyes, giving into the storm.
“Oh, ma!” She screamed as her pussy exploded so hard that everything in front of her eyes went dark. She tried to hold on to the window sill while he drilled her cunt with long, forcefully deep thrusts. Her pussy was pumping out her cum, soaking his cock, giving him more lubrication to pound her cunt as deep as he wanted.
Romeo continued drilling her hard, making her pussy throb with the force of his thrusts. His hands were exploring young, gorgeous body, playing with her like she was all hers to play with. She was wriggling in his arms, her body fully in his control. She felt her orgasm start to slow but then as his powerful strokes continued, her pussy started to heat up again. She lowered her head and tried to bear up under his force.
“Ah, Romeo!” She yelped as he jammed his cock fully deep in her cunt and his cockhead slammed into her cervix.
“Please, I need to cum, baby, please fuck me faster.” She implored while pushing her ass back to fuck herself harder and deeper on his long, massive cock.
“Only after you tell me whose slut you are..” He whispered in her ear.
Rekha felt her pussy tingle at his words. Nobody had ever talked to her like that. But as he continued to drill her wet, hungry cunt like an expert, she knew she didn’t have a choice. He held all the cards right now. She would do anything to earn that orgasm that she could feel would be even hotter than that last one.
She whispered “Yours. I am your slut..”
The producer was fucking the young script supervisor in the truck and Rekha could not decide if Kimi was a bigger slut for taking the producer’s cock or she who was spreading her legs for the third AD in her hotel room. then her pussy started to give off electric shocks like there were fireworks going on inside her and Rekha forgot all abou everything outside. She focused on Romeo and his cock which was driving her wild right now.
“Good sluts ask permission before they cum.” He sucked her neck and continued to nail her hard as he laid down the rules. Rekha could not believe it, but she was too turned on, too hot to care about anything except the orgasm building between her legs. Everything was ok as long as she could get that orgasm.
“Please let me cum, Sir. Please!” She begged as the pressure from inside her became unbearable. Her pussy needed to explode and it was obvious that Romeo had all the control.
“Alright, you may cum, slut.” Romeo whispered in her ear and Rekha breathed.
Gripping tightly on the window sill until her knuckles were white, she pushed back hard at a frantic pace to try and get that orgasm she craved. Her body kept going higher and higher as she took the hardest pounding of her life from Romeo’s btrual cock. Suddenly it reached the crescendo and everything froze in Rekha’s world for a long, heart-stopping moment. And then everything crashed like a tsunami washing away a coastal town. Just then Romeo lifted his hand and slapped her tight, bare ass. She found that his blows on her ass cheeks sent hot shockwaves up into her cunt which set each cell in her body afire.
Animalistic sounds came out of her mouth as she tried to hold on in the face of the storm that was her orgasm. This was unlike any orgasm she had had in her life. She could feel it all through her body. Even her fingertips were tingling with the hot current flowing through her body. When it finally subsided gradually, she felt like her whole body had been put through the wringer. She panted, trying to catch her breath. She was very much aware that Romeo was still drilling her just as hard and his thighs were slapping her ass cheeks.
She blinked several times to clear the tears from her eyes then looked out towards the equipment truck. The producer and Kimi were still in the truck but they were done fucking. Rekha saw them talking to each other then Kimi came out of the truck and looked around. Just then Rekha’s vision got blurry again as Romeo increased the force of his thrusts. His cockhead was pummelling Rekha’s cervix and she not only could not breathe properly, but her body was turning into fluid. She was still up and bent over the window because his arms were wrapped around her body and he was kneading her tits.
The rush of hot sensations that rose in Rekha’s body started in her pussy but spread outward in an explosive storm, soaking her insides. She wondered if he wanted her to ask permission again but her words choked in her throat as the orgasm hit like the huge tidal waves crashing on the rocks. The only sound that came out of her mouth was a loud scream as she closed her eyes and lowered her head trying to bear up against the savage orgasm.
His hard strokes were pounding her little cunt and it was making her orgasm hotter and wilder. Rekha was already in love with his cock and mentally surrendered to it, letting it ravage her body as he wanted.
“Oh god!” She screamed as he exploded in her cunt and his hot, potent seed flooding her cunt felt like lava from an erupting volcano. She could feel the searing hot liquid burning her insides and blazing a trail to her womb. She moaned and screamed with his powerful thrusts as he took her without showing any mercy on her soft, delicate body. Rekha knew that was he claiming her with deliberate, unapologetic determination. She was happy to surrender to his might as he had made her feel the things no man had made her feel before. He had reminded her why it was a glorious thing to be a woman.
When he relaxed his grip on her tits, she felt the reverse rush of blood from her nipples and tits, making her groan again as her nipples tingled. He slowly withdrew from her wet, soppy cunt. Rekha felt the loss of his throbbing beast like he was taking away a part of her with him. He took a grip in her dark, silken hair and she turned with the motion of his hand. He guided her down to her knees on the bathroom rug. Rekha looked at his cock messy with his cum and her cunt juices.
She looked up at him “What do you want me to do?”
“Lick it clean.” He told her.
Rekha again looked at the cum-soaked cock, it smelled heavily of sex.
“Do I have to?” She asked looking at him again.
“Yes, if you want this cock to be good to you, you have to be good to him.” He kept her hair in his grip but didn’t push her forward. Rekha moved her head forward and tentatively licked part of his shaft.
“Eat it.” He told her.
She nodded and swallowed it. After the third or fourth lick she realised that it didn’t taste as bad as she expected and started to lick with long swipes of her tongue. He stroked her head, his fingers combing through her silken dark locks. As his cock started to rise up again, Rekha became more interested and took his cockhead in her mouth. Being an Indian actress, she had not sucked cock a lot but she didn’t mind this part. Plus, she found that she was getting aroused herself. She started sucking his cock back and forth, taking his hardening shaft deeper into her mouth.
When it was rock hard and erect like a pole, she asked “Would you please fuck me again? I want him inside me.”
“Ask nicely and I might.”
She looked in his eyes and said “Please chodo mujhe. My choot is so hungry for your cock.”
[Please fuck me.]
Romeo nodded and took her to the bedroom. He took her dress off and shed his own clothes as well. Then he laid her down on the bed and mounted her.
“Ah, baby!” Rekha groaned as Romeo’s thick beast entered her again and caused the same pain as it invaded deep into her body.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and squeezed her soft, slender body against his hard, manly body with both arms. His chest was grinding on her tits and his skin roughing up her sensitive nipples was making Rekha incredibly hot. She was feeling her body pulsing with desire and passion. She was moaning in his ear and begging him not to stop as he drilled her hard and deep, using powerful thrusts that slammed her ass into the bed.
His hard strokes were pressing her ass down, and Rekha was lifting it up again to take his cock deeper into her hungry cunt. She wrapped her legs around his waist and tried to push his cock even deeper into her cunt by squeezing with both legs. Then she cried out as his cock slammed into her cervix and the unfamiliar pain rocked her whole body like she had just touched an exposed electric wire. But even as the pain got absorbed by her body, she wanted it again.
“Please use me hard. Fuck me. Take me.” She begged in his ear “Hurt me!”
Romeo passed his arms under her shoulder blades and gripped her shoulders. Taking her completely in her grip he started to pound her cunt like he wanted to break her into a million pieces and mould her around his shaft. Rekha’s screams rose with her arousal. Her whole body was squirming and shaking with the abundance of sexual energy coursing through her body.
“Do I have to ask permission again?” She whispered in his ear as she felt the familiar sensations stirring deep in her cunt, signalling the imminent orgasm.
“You just did, slut.” He said in her ear “You may cum.”
Squeezing tight with both arms, Rekha pressed her warm, naked body against his solid, masculine body and let go of her pussy. It exploded around his cock so hard that her whole body shook with it. She continued to frantically fuck herself on his hard, long shaft as her pussy pulsed and clenched in the throes of an unbelievably hot orgasm. She kissed his neck again and again, sucking just below his jaw line, while she tried to bear up under his powerful thrusts.
He was still pounding her hard and Rekha was found that even after her orgasm subsided, her body was still quite turned on and close to the edge. She urged him to keep fucking her hard with her actions and her words. Romeo didn’t need her to beg. His cock was getting close to its own explosion and he was destroying her pussy ruthlessly hard and deep in a relentless rhythm. The room was full of the noises of their fucking and the bed was making so much noise like it would smash.
“Ah!” Rekha let out a long, loud scream as she felt his cock explode inside her like a bomb which triggered her own orgasm.
This time her pussy was clenching so tight, she could feel a tingle travel up along her spine. She was milking his cock with her cunt, inviting him to pump his load into her womb. The thought that he was marking her inside with his cum was incredibly arousing for Rekha and she held on to it as her long, delicious orgasm continued.
“God, you are unbelievable.” Rekha panted after a few minutes when both their bodies had calmed down a little bit.
“When I see a hot bitch like you, it brings out the animal in me.” He said and kissed her cheek. He was still in her and was pumping her cunt slowly in and out.
“Mmm, I love this animal.” She said loving his slow, deep strokes “Can I keep him as my pet?”
“No,” he told her “but you could be my pet bitch if you like. You are hot and I like you.”
Rekha smiled “You are so damn cocky, I hate it.”
“Alright, I will take my cock and my cockiness somewhere else.”
“No, no, no,” Rekha said with panic as he started to pull his cock out of her pussy “I was just joking. Can’t your bitch even joke with you?”
But Romeo pulled out of her soppy, wet cunt and lay down on the bed. This time, Rekha didn’t have to be told. She immediately knelt down beside him and started to lick his cock clean.
“Actually, it’s not such a bad taste.” She said looking at him.
“If that was a compliment, it sucked.” Romeo said “I have had better.”
“God, you are so arrogant.” Rekha said but she continued licking his cock.
“Yes, I am arrogant, opinionated, loudmouthed and overconfident.” Romeo agreed “And those are just my good qualities.”
“Oh? What are your bad qualities then?”
“That I am unaware of my faults.”
Rekha laughed “You are something.” She finished cleaning his cock and lay down beside him.
Chapter 3 – Rekha Surrenders
After a moment, she turned towards him and placed her hand on his chest.
“Sach mein mujhe apni kutiya bana ke rakhoge?]
[Do you really want to make me your bitch?]
“Abhi kuchh pakka nahin, but kuchh baat hai tum mein.”
[I am not sure yet, but you are promising.]
“God, you are annoying!” Rekha said.
“Add it to the list.”
There was silence for two minutes. Romeo lay back with his eyes closed. Rekha fumed silently.
“When will you know?” Rekha asked.
“Are you applying to be my bitch?” He said.
“Suppose I am.”
“I don’t waste time in supposing,” He told her flatly “Write me a letter when you make up your mind.”
“Argh!” Rekha fisted the air in frustration.
There was silence again. Romeo kept his eyes closed. He was so still that he might have been asleep.
“Okay, how do I apply?” Rekha said in a sullen voice “Do I have to fill a form?”
“Just tell me you want to be my bitch.” He said.
“I want to be your bitch.”
“Why?” He said still with eyes closed and pointed to his dick “And ‘that’ cannot be a reason.”
“That wasn’t going to be my reason.” Rekha said hotly though her first glance had gone to his thick cock as soon as he asked the question.
He stayed quiet.
“Well, I think there are many reasons. I have been watching you the whole time on this outdoor shoot. You are good at the film work, but you are great with people. You know how to talk to a director or AD or a clapper boy. Everybody likes you, especially the lower pay scale crew. Those who don’t like you, are afraid of you. You have a power, a power that doesn’t come from money or position. A director gets his power from the financers who give him the money to make the film. But you have something that comes from inside you, even being a third AD, you have the attitude of a hotshot director, that’s where your arrogance comes from. It’s like you know your worth, even if the world doesn’t know it yet. And I feel that a man who knows his worth is not cruel to others and he knows how to treat a woman right. That’s why I want to become your bitch, because you are a man worthy of owning Rekha.”
Romeo opened his eyes “You know a lot about me and here I thought you were just one of those pretty little whores that one meets everyday.”
“I am a whore, of course, but not one you meet everyday.” Rekha said “You can see that I didn’t decide to be your bitch just because you have a cock that rocks my world. I have observed you, I have thought about you, and I have spread my legs for you because I wanted to. Now, can I be your bitch?”
He shook his head “I don’t know yet.”
She pouted “When will you know?”
“In the morning.”
“How?”
“Because I am going to pound you all night.”
Rekha’s eyes widened “You have no idea how amazing that sounds!”
That’s what he did. He fucked her again, then they ordered dinner from room service. Then they fucked again. Romeo wanted to fuck her ass, which she consented to after an initial protest. But she had never had a cock in her ass and his was too thick to penetrate even when she was willing to bear the pain. So, he stopped and fucked her cunt again.
Chapter 4 – Romeo Gets Up
“What are you doing up so early?” Rekha said from the bed.
“It’s not early, babe. It’s 8 AM.” Romeo said sitting on the side of the bed and putting his shoes on “I have a shift starting in an hour. I am going to meet the crew for breakfast in the canteen and make sure everybody is ready.”
“Aw, that’s early, baby. I can’t get up so early. You have pounded me all night. I am tired and sore.” Rekha pouted “They won’t start without us, baby. Let’s sleep another couple of hours.”
“You can sleep if you want.” Romeo said “When my shift starts I will be there.”
“Not even if I say you can fuck me again?” Rekha pulled the sheet aside and opened her legs.
Romeo stood by the foot of the bed and smiled “Nothing gets between me and my work, even if it is the hottest pussy I have ever had.”
“Damn, I feel rejected and appreciated at the same time.” Rekha said and pulled the sheet back over herself.
“Bye for now.” Romeo said “I will see you down there when you come down.”
“No, please, can’t I just..?” Rekha tried but he was already out the door.
Chapter 5 – Romeo Works with People
Romeo had not lied about the third AD being the juice-bringer of the set. But a third AD in Bollywood is a variable quantity. Depending on the person, the director and other conditions, the third AD can be someone who counts pencils or he can be someone who is really directing the film without getting the credit for it.
In Romeo’s case things were a little different. He had been working with this unit for several months and everybody knew by now that Romeo was quite knowledgeable in every department of filmmaking. During off-set chats he had sometimes hinted at some previous experience but nobody knew exactly where he got this experience. They knew about his experience in Bollywood but nobody knew what he did before he landed in Bombay. What they did know was that they could come to him when they needed help.
His ritual of having breakfast with the unit was by now an established pattern. Any member of the unit who had an issue could come to him at this time and seek his help. He never said no to help anyone and there was never an incident when he was not able to help the matter.
So, as he sat on the canteen chair, people brought him tea and food which he ate with one hand while reading or writing with the other hand. At 8:20 this morning he was standing in front of the canteen table, marking things on papers and doing rough sketches of things with both hands. Reema, who was standing on his right, picked up an aloo parantha, rolled it up, dipped it in yogurt and brought it to his lips. He took a bite without looking and continued to work on the papers with both hands.
Reema Talwar was a costume assistant on the film. In today’s shoot, Rekha would be filmed to be attacked by a crocodile and Reema needed to make the clothes look like they were damaged by crocodile teeth. Her only brief by her boss Abu Jani was that “It must look real!”. Reema had no idea how to do that, as she had never seen crocodile teeth. So, she brought the problem to Romeo. Of course, he knew what crocodile teeth looked like. He drew the damage on the diagrams of the costumes which Reema could later replicate on the actual costumes. While he worked for her, she fed him breakfast with her own hands.
On Romeo’s left, Pradeep Waghle picked up Romeo’s tea cup and brought it to his lips. Romeo took a sip. Pradeep’s problem was the next one Romeo was needed for.
“How will I do it on the clothes, Romeo?” Reema asked, feeding him another bite of the parantha.
Romeo gestured with his hands while his mouth was busy chewing. The unit members took turns in guessing.
“Stapler!” Reema said.
Nodding to confirm that, Romeo made another gesture.
“Pin, stapler pin, taking out the stapler pin…” they guessed it like playing charades.
“Huh? What’s that?” Pradeep said “That was stapler.”
“No, no, it’s the thing that takes out the stapler pins.” Someone said.
Romeo nodded. He swallowed the bite then said “Take that, grip only this much edge of the cloth with it, then pull, then grab this much, then pull again. You will create the pattern like the croc pulled with his teeth.”
“But where will I find that tool that pulls out stapler pins?” Reema said.
“Arre, we are in a school!” Romeo reminded her. Then he turned to Pradeep “Tu bol.”
Pradeep’s problem was simple. He worked in the make up department. For today’s scenes he needed dried out blood.
Romeo said “Dude, we are in a school!” He told Pradeep which items from the canteen could be mixed with which items from the school’s stationery closet to make a paste that would dry up on human skin and look like caked blood.
“Where did you learn that?” Pradeep said with admiration.
“That’s how they do it in Hollywood.” Romeo said.
“But how did you find out?” Pradeep asked.
“Erm…somebody told me.”
Pradeep didn’t push any further.
When Romeo came out to the set, Rekha was already there. She looked sleepy and her make up was not done, but she was dressed and she was there.
“Good morning, Romeo.” She said in a normal voice as he approached amidst the part of the unit he had been breakfasting with.
“Morning, Rekha ji.” Romeo said and stopped.
“Do you know what make-up I need for today?” Rekha asked.
“Today still be stage one, Rekha ji, tomorrow we will do stage two.” Romeo said “Pradeep, why don’t you take madam to Sarosh? He knows what to do for today.”
Everybody in the make up department, and Romeo, knew that stage one was her simple make up of the innocent widow, stage two would be with half the face damaged by crocodile attack, and stage two would be after the plastic surgery when she becomes a model.
“Great. Thank you.” Rekha said and went with Pradeep. She turned to look at Romeo when she had gone a few steps. He had already moved away to other things. She shook her head and kept walking.
Chapter 6 – Trouble on the Set
The last scene just before lunch was the crocodile attack sequence. Rekha got in the boat with Kabir Bedi and all the shots where her face was seen were shot in safe waters. Then the shoot moved to the waters where a live crocodile had been put in. It was borrowed from a local water park and would be returned to the park after the shoot.
Rekha’s stunt double Chanchal wore the same clothes as Rekha and got in the boat. She jumped into the water on director’s cue. Rakesh Roshan wanted to have the live crocodile and “Rekha” in the frame at the same time. A wide angle lens was used to compress the background and show that the crocodile was very close to the actress when it was actually a bit farther away.
Chanchal was not only a very good swimmer, she was also tied by a rope to the rescue boat. The loop of the rope was tied around her ankle so that it would not show up on camera when she pretended to struggle in the water. Main footage was captured but Rakesh Roshan kept telling the cameraman to get a close up of the crocodile with Chanchal also in the frame. Since Chanchal was in the foreground, the cameraman Pushpal was telling Rakesh Roshan that he could not get it without Chanchal’s face in the frame which was not good because she was the stunt double.
To solve that problem, Rakesh Roshan told Chanchal to go under the water a little more so that only part of her head would be seen. She was wearing a wig that matched Rekha’s hair. While this was going on, nobody noticed that the crocodile had moved much closer to Chanchal. Romeo noticed it first and screamed for Chanchal to come back. When she looked back at the crocodile, Chanchal panicked and started to swim away.
Jai Singh who was another stunt double, was holding the other end of the rope in the safety motor boat. He saw the crocodile near Chanchal and started to pull the rope. The boat driver saw the danger and started the boat to help with the pull. The jerk of the boat pushing forward suddenly pushed Jai Singh overboard. The rope slipped out of his hands and got stuck on something at the bottom of the lake. Jai Singh left the rope and started to swim towards Chanchal. He was too far away to reach her in time. The crocodile was only a few feet away and moving fast towards the splashing figure of Chanchal. Chanchal was being dragged down by the weight of the rope. She was alternating between trying to remove the rope and swimming away from the crocodile but not making much progress in either.
During this Romeo was running along the shore to reach the point parallel to the crocodile from the ground. He passed the craft table where lunch for the unit was waiting. He grabbed the bucket of chicken and a bread knife and continued running. By the time he came parallel to the crocodile, the crocodile was less then three feet away from Chanchal. Any moment now he was getting ready to stop swimming and make a dash for Chanchal’s legs.
Romeo stopped and threw the bucket with full force into the water. It landed just behind the crocodile. The crocodile got the whiff of the chicken. It turned and dove for the bucket. Romeo dove into the water and swam for Chanchal. As he reached her, he dove into the water and cut the rope tied to Chanchal’s ankle. The crocodile was still busy with the chicken when Romeo supported Chanchal and started to swim away from it. She was tired from her struggles and could not swim well. Jai Singh met them half way and supported Chanchal from the other side. The motorboat pilot brought the boat back and picked them up.
Fifteen minutes later, Chanchal was in the care of the unit doctor and Romeo was being dressed down by Rakesh Roshan in front of the rest of the unit.
“Who do you think you are, superman? She was perfectly safe. Who is going to pay for the food you threw away. You think you are too smart…” Rakesh Roshan’s wrath was building up.
Romeo was standing there, in soaking wet clothes, holding one arm with the other, in front of his belly. He had not said a single word. The whole unit was watching with bated breath.
The director’s fury was reaching its crescendo. Any sentence now was going to be his final one “You are fired!” but before he could reach it, Kader Khan, who was actor and dialogue writer for this film, placed his hand on Rakesh Roshan’s arm. He turned.
His face was livid with anger when he turned but seeing it was Kader Khan, he refrained from saying anything. Kader Khan shook his head.
“If you fire him, your unit will walk away.” Kader Khan said in his heavy, bass voice that every person in the industry respected “You will not finish this film.” He was only loud enough that himself, Rakesh Roshan and Romeo could hear it.
Aghast at such an idea, Rakesh Roshan looked around him. Directors have to be able to read human emotions. Rakesh Roshan was a good director. He saw the answer in the eyes of his crew. If Romeo walked off the set, not a single person would be left on the shoot. When you stop a shoot like that, you can’t restart it. Rakesh Roshan could see that Kader Khan was right. The next words from his mouth would decide if he would be able to finish this film or not.
He turned to Romeo and said only one word “Go.” Romeo nodded respectfully and turned away.
But after “Khoon Bhari Maang” Rakesh Roshan never worked with Romeo again, even after Romeo became a hotshot director. And Romeo never took his son Hrithik Roshan in his films. At a time when Rohan Productions was on the brink of bankruptcy, and Romeo’s Silverscreen Productions was giving hit after hit, Rajesh Roshan had reached out to Romeo through a mutual friend to see if Romeo would be open to a collaboration. Romeo had given a sweet but flat negative reply.
In a few steps Kader Khan caught up with Romeo and fell in step with him.
“Sometimes,” Kader Khan said softly “when you don’t get a commendation from your boss, you get a commendation from God. He is watching everything we do. You acted like a brave man today, you acted like a selfless human being today. Be proud of that.”
Romeo nodded and smiled “Ghalib bura na maan jo koi bura kahe. Aisa bhi koi hai ki sab achchha kahein jise?”
“Ye shabaas, bachche.” Karder Khan grinned “You did well. You are a good boy.”
“Thank you, Kader Sir.”
“Now go and change before you catch a cold. Even I am shivering standing next to you, son.”
After her scenes Rekha had gone back to the hotel as she was not needed until after lunch. It took a few minutes for the news of the incident to reach her even though it was not a great distance from lakeside to the hotel. She came running out of the hotel and she saw Romeo saying goodbye to Kader Khan.
She ran right up to him “What the fuck, Romeo, what the fuck! Are you ok? Oh, god, I almost died. Oh, my god, is that blood?”
Romeo had been holding his left arm with his right hand. When he raised his hands to pacify Rekha, it became clear that there was blood leaking from the spot that he had been holding.
“It’s nothing.” Romeo said.
Without caring that Kader Khan was right there, and whole unit could see her, Rekha grabbed his wrist and dragged him with her.
“Do you always have to be a hero?” She screamed as she dragged him away toward the hotel “Must you help every single person on this planet? Will you ever think about yourself? You could have died. You still might. God knows how many thousands of types of diseases are in that water!”
She dragged him into the hotel, letting the whole unit watch. Her hotel room was unlocked. She pushed him in and closed the door after her.
“Get in the bathroom!” She ordered “When will you learn to take care of yourself? Ok, you had to save the girl, I give you that, but do you have to stand there in wet clothes all this time? I mean really… a child of five has better sense than you.”
“You are my bitch, don’t try to be my mother.” Romeo told her.
“Shut up!” She told him “Just shut the fuck up!” She had been taking his clothes off while she was ranting. Now she pushed him into the shower and turned it on hot. Then she got in with him, fully clothed, and started to soap him up.
Rekha thought the water covered her tears very well, but Romeo had seen them. He pulled her into his arms and squeezed her tight. She gave up and sobbed on his shoulder.
Later, she put him in bed and put antiseptic on the scratches on his arms and legs from the bucket and the boat. The wound on his left arm was the biggest one, but while it was a couple of inches long, it was not very deep. He protested that they were minor scratches but Rekha didn’t listen. He let her continue then when she started talking about putting bandages on the cuts, he told her to shut up and pulled her down next to him.
There, lying in bed with her head on his chest, Rekha said softly “Somebody said you were attacked by the crocodile, my blood froze in my veins. I fell down three times climbing down the stairs. See?” She showed him her scrapped elbow “I could not imagine…” She stopped she choked up.
He gently rubbed her back without saying anything.
“Why do you do such things?” She asked a little more angrily after she found her voice again “There were other people there, nobody jumped in the water. What if something had happened to you?”
“Non nobis solum nati sumus.” Romeo said softly.
“What?”
“Not for ourselves alone are we born.”
“Hmm. Who said that?”
“Cicero. And he was a smart guy.”
“Did he jump into any lakes to save a girl?”
Romeo laughed “I am not sure. And it’s too late to go and ask him.”
“Then you shut up and be good from now on.”
“Yes, dear.”
He fell asleep. Rekha fell asleep on his chest.
The shooting didn’t resume after lunch that day.
Chapter 7 – Romeo Shares
Romeo was woken by the sound of whispers and stirred in bed.
“I am sorry, baby, did we wake you?” Rekha said.
“Who’s ‘we’?” Romeo said without opening his eyes.
“Chanchal came to see you.” Rekha said.
“I didn’t know you were sleeping.” Chanchal said while Romeo opened his eyes and sat up “I wanted to know if you were ok.”
Romeo patted the bed. Chanchal sat down next to him.
“Are you ok?” he asked.
“I am fine.” Chanchal nodded “Thanks to you.”
“Good. Good.” Romeo nodded.
Rekha came to him from the other side “Don’t let the sheet rub on your wounds, I put Dettol there.”
“You are hurt?” Chanchal was alarmed “Should I get the doctor?”
“No, yaar.” Romeo said “Rekha has gone to a different level where they call scratches wounds.”
“Really, are these scratches –?” Rekha started to pull his hand.
He was aware that him being in Rekha’s bed and Chanchal not being surprized by it meant that the cat was out of the bag and people knew that there was something going on between him and Rekha. Rekha’s emotional outburst earlier would not have gone unnoticed by the unit. She had acted like his wife right in front of the whole unit when she found out he was hurt. He accepted that as a fact of life in his mind.
“Shut up.” He put his arm around her and pulled her close “No shooting today, Chanchal?”
Rekha cuddled up on his side while sparing his arm.
Chanchal shook her head “It didn’t start after lunch.”
“How about lunch?” Romeo said.
“Kader Sir took everybody to a restaurant.” Chanchal said “I didn’t go but they said they could not really eat. Everybody was in shock.”
“Are you ok? What did the doctor say?” Romeo said.
“I am fine. He said I had had a shock, nothing too bad.” Chanchal said “I am really fine.”
“Good.” Romeo nodded.
“Rakesh Roshan is saying you cost him a lot of money.” Chanchal said.
“In chicken?” Romeo grinned.
“Well, in chicken, today’s shoot and bad publicity.” Chanchal said seriously “He says he should sue you.”
Romeo laughed “Don’t worry, he won’t. He is just trying to save face.”
“But it’s not fair of him to say that after what you did.” Chanchal said.
Romeo shrugged “He has his problems, I suppose.”
“Don’t you get angry at anything?” Rekha said “I have never seen you get mad. When there is an extra shift, everybody groans, you don’t. Even when people give attitude, you don’t say anything. How can you smile when people are such jackasses?”
Romeo lay back and looked at the ceiling “I was seven years old when I ran away from home to Hong Kong.”
“Why Hong Kong?”
“No reason. I didn’t leave home with a printed itinerary, darling,” Romeo said “I was just running away from a manipulating stepmother and a gullible father. Hong Kong is just where I ended up.”
“Oh.” Rekha said.
“I was brutally beaten up, repeatedly, by the local boys simply because they didn’t like my face.” Romeo said “My Indian face. Then I was adopted by a man only a few years older than me who worked in the films as a stuntman and made a meagre living. He could barely feed himself but he took me in simply because he was human, I was human, and he could not see me suffer.”
Both the girls were listening silently. Romeo continued looking at the ceiling “When you see people at their extreme brutal and their extreme kind....I was too young to understand it at the time but it gave me perspective. There were those boys but then....there was the woman who bought me a bread.”
“A bread?” Rekha said.
“I can never forget her face,” Romeo said “she was an old lady. Not rich, almost as poor as me. She could not buy me anything more than a bread bun. It was the cheapest thing in the bakery, and it was her last coin. She didn’t know me, she didn’t speak my language, she had no reason to spend her last coin on me, but she did. I don’t know what she had to go without in order to use that coin for me. I can’t forget that. For me working an extra shift for money is not a hardship. Hardship is standing in front of a bakery and telling yourself that you are not going to steal a bread just because you have not eaten in three days and knowing that you are going to lose, that you are not strong enough to stand that, knowing that today is the day when you go from good to bad, when the hunger pains start again you are going to lose your character, you are going to lose yourself. For a piece of bread. You know it and you can’t do anything about it because hunger is the biggest horror in a man’s life. That’s hardship.”
He looked at Rekha “So people like Rakesh Roshan....oh, for fuck’s sake, you are crying?”
“I am sorry.” Chanchal said and Romeo looked at her sharply to see that tears were streaking down her cheeks as well.
“Oh, god, you girls!” Romeo said “You are terrible. It’s not true. It was just a story I made up to tell you girls to get your sympathy. Now stop crying.”
“Was it?” Chanchal looked at him.
Rekha pulled his shoulder “It wasn’t, was it?”
With a sigh Romeo shook his head.
“It was true?” Chanchal said.
“There was such a woman?” Rekha said.
Romeo nodded “There was. She saved me from myself. The punishment for stealing in Hong Kong was very harsh and the age of the offender did not get him any leniency. If I had stolen the bread, it would have been the end of any kind of normal life for me. I would have ended up in Hong Kong jail, and either died there or joined a gang. That one coin changed my life.”
“Damn it! You made me cry again.” Rekha wailed.
Chanchal was wiping her eyes.
“I wish I could do something for that woman.” Rekha said “But....”
“Don’t worry, I did.” Romeo said.
“You did?” Rekha looked at him.
“Five years later, I saw her there again, in front of the same bakery.” Romeo said “She didn’t see me. She was pleading with a man in a beard. The man was telling her off. I knew both Mandarin and Kentonese by then. I could hear that the man was going to kick her out of her flat if she din’t pay six months’ back rent. She was telling him she had kids to take care of and asking for time but he was not ready to listen.”
“Then?” Rekha asked with baited breath. Chanchal was also listening intently.
“After he left her, I grabbed the man and took him aside.” Romeo said “I asked him how much was the rent on the old lady’s flat. He told me. I took him home with me, paid him twelve months rent and took the receipt.”
“You had money then?” Chanchal said.
“Not a lot, but I was working as a junior stuntman in the films as well and able to support myself and my foster brother Chan. Chan always said I was his lucky charm. Life got better for both of us after he took me under his protection. We were both getting work in films, small work but still decent pay. I was saving money to go to India to see my father. It covered the old lady’s rent and there was some left. I pushed the receipt and the rest of the money under the old lady’s door.”
“But you didn’t get to see your father?” Rekha’s eyes were still moist.
“I didn’t,” Romeo shook his head “but I know if he had the same choice he would have wanted me to help the old lady.”
Rekha put her arms around his neck and hugged him tight. She wailed “I am so proud to be your bitch.” without caring that someone else was present.
Patting her back, Romeo looked Chanchal over her shoulder and said “Don’t tell this to anyone. I like to keep my past private.”
Chanchal nodded. She turned her head and wiped her eyes.
Chapter 8 – Romeo and Rekha are an Open Secret
Rest of the week of shooting went by without a major incident, except that Rakesh Roshan was pissed off that he had to spend an extra day there because of losing a half day due to the crocodile incident. He didn’t talk about suing Romeo any more but his attitude towards him was decidedly one of subdued rage.
Chanchal tried to thank Romeo again many times for saving her life but his only response was “What am I, God? I don’t decide who lives or dies. You had life left, you lived. Shut up already!”
Still, not only Chanchal but the whole unit was thankful to Romeo for risking his life for the girl. Even Devanan became a fan of Romeo after that incident. Chanchal was a very jolly girl and everybody liked her. They wanted to have a “thank you” party for him but Romeo told them he would not attend it. A couple of years later Chanchal started her own stunt company and worked with Romeo on all of his projects. With Romeo’s support she also started an association that worked for the welfare and better safety measures for stuntmen and women.
Romeo spent every single night of that week in Rekha’s room and fucked her every night. She loved taking his cock but she didn’t like getting up in the morning to go to the shoot after a hard night of pounding. But she made an effort for Romeo and didn’t miss a single call time. The unit people knew he was banging Rekha but nobody had an issue with that. It was an open secret known to everyone except Rakesh Roshan and Kabir Bedi.
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