Porn Star (32 page)

“You want to live in a eight by twelve foot
prison cell complete with a stainless steel toilet and a cellmate
that wants to bang you on a regular basis?”

“I understand prison, I don’t understand
this. Plus they have guards and I have rights, here I’m some sort
of pet.”

Ed got up and motioned for Cassidy to follow
him. She didn’t. “Come on, I want to show you the room I made for
you. It’s far better than any cold cell they would give you down
there on the surface.”

“If you know anything about me, it’s that you
can’t cage me up. I’m a free spirit, I do what I want, when I
want.”

“You think you’ll have that sort of freedom
in prison?” Ed asked.

“I would be running that place in a month,”
Cassidy snapped back. “Here I have no control and I will not give
up control, even for a nice bed.”

“I am disappointed Cassidy,” Ed said. “You
never gave me a chance to tell you what else I had for you.”

Cassidy bit her lip and said, “Go on.”

“You can run your porn empire from up here, I
can provide a full studio for you, assistants, and production
personnel. You can have whatever you want. Not like those fuckers
you worked with before. The ones who set you up.”

“How do you know about that?”

“I don’t, but it’s obvious that you are not
the violent type they are making you out to be.”

“No, I shot the fucker, he pissed me off,”
Cassidy shot back.

“Really? I’m surprised.

“I did it to silence him, I couldn’t afford
to have my porn site shut down. He was getting too big of a
head.”

“Where is your photographer now?” Ed
asked.

“Don’t know, don’t care,” Cassidy
replied.

“Well, for the mean time you will be living
here with me. You can sleep in your room or on the couch, it’s up
to you. If you want to continue your porn business on board, I can
arrange that, I am very rich and have access to any production
people I need. You decide and get back to me.”

“What am I supposed to do till then? Can you
give me a phone so I can make some calls?”

“Not right now, you need some time to cool
off.”

“Why do I have the feeling I’m going to be
some sort of slave? You don’t want me as a slave. I get very angry
when I don’t get to be the queen.”

“Would you like something to eat?” Ed
asked.

“Yes, you have a Subway up here?” she
asked.

“No, but my chef can make you a sandwich,
just press that button on the wall anytime for service. You know
they don’t have Subway in prison either.”

Cassidy sulked and internalized her rage. She
wanted to scream out but knew it wouldn’t do any good. “Where are
the windows?” she asked.

“You can’t have windows on a spaceship, they
might break and let out all the air.”

“I can't live without sunlight, without a
view of the sky and the trees. I will go crazy up here.”

“You can put up any picture on the view
screen you want, you can have sunshine, and the sky. Hell, you can
have kitties and bunnies for all I care,” Ed replied.

“Fuck your view screen, I need to be able to
breath fresh air, not this recycled shit you have in here.”

“If I’m so free, let me out to take a look at
the rest of the ship!” she barked.

Ed raised his hand and pointed at the door,
“Be my guest, just remember what floor you’re on, I don’t want you
to get lost. This is a very big ship.”

“What if I don’t come back?” Cassidy
asked.

“You will,” Ed replied.

“What? You going to send some goons after
me?”

“No, after eight, the lights go out, and so
does the air. If you’re not back here by then you’ll
suffocate.”

“Why do they do that?”

“Two reasons, one is to kill off any unwanted
visitors, like rats or cockroaches that made their way onto the
ship, and the other is to save energy. This ship has a huge solar
collector on the side. It needs light to run.”

“What happens to me if I get caught out after
eight? I mean what happens to my body?”

“The refuse collectors will jettison you back
onto the Earth after being incinerated. Nobody wants to find a dead
woman lying in their cornfield.”

Looking at the clock on the wall, Cassidy
determined she had four hours before she had to be back. “What if I
get lost? How do I get back? Are there people who will help?”

“I’m the only “people” on this ship. The rest
are various alien species, not many are very friendly and you would
be best to stay away from them.”

“In other words, stay here,” Cassidy said
bowing her head in despair.

Ed walked over to Cassidy and put his hand on
her shoulder. “Now, why don’t you sit down while I order you a club
sandwich? We can spend some time and get to know each other.”

Cassidy, defeated, sat down so she could get
Ed’s hand off her shoulder. “I want turkey, American cheese and
real mayo on white bread. Black olives, tomatoes and onions on
Italian bread.”

“Ok, I won’t remember half that but I’ll try,
I’ll be back as soon as I can, do you want anything to drink?”

“Ice tea, lemon in a tall glass,” She
replied.

Ed stepped out of the room leaving Cassidy
alone in her thoughts. The room was very nice and looked like an
expensive apartment. Maybe she could learn to like it up here. It’s
better than a jail cell, she would probably have any clothes she
wanted and could make the porn she wanted so badly. Then she
realized as the only other human on board, her only choice for a
sex partner was Ed, and being around sixty, short, bald and fat, he
wasn’t that appealing. She picked up a tablet from the table and
turned it on. She ran through the apps looking for something fun to
do to keep her mind off her problems.

Then Ed returned with her sandwich and ice
tea. “Good news, I have your first porn shoot lined up for
today!”

Cassidy took the sandwich and iced tea and
set them on the table. “With who? You?” she asked.

“No, I wish,” Ed replied.

“With who then? You’re the only other human
on this ship besides me.”

“That’s the good news, I arranged for a crew
to come up to the ship for the taping which includes someone I
always wanted you to have sex with.”

“Do I have a choice in the matter?” Cassidy
asked. “I like to choose my partners.”

Hurt, Ed replied, ”I didn’t think it
mattered, I thought porn starts fucked whoever they were told to
fuck.”

“That does happen to the newbies, but someone
as experienced as me can pick and choose whoever I want. Who did
you find?” she asked.

“I found a girl named “Acid Rayne” she used
to be a big time porn star.” Ed said proudly.

“You’re kidding? That bitch tried to have me
executed!”

“What?” Ed asked.

“When she sees me she’s going to shit her
pants. She thinks I’m dead. Where did you find her?”

“She was on a street corner selling pictures
of her naked. She said she used to be a governor of somewhere and a
big time porn star.”

Cassidy took a bite of her sandwich and
shuffled in her chair. “Is she still fat?”

“No, she’s like anorexic looking, gots lots
of loose skin hanging off her belly.”

“That’s fucking gross,” Cassidy said.

“No worse than your missing tooth,” Ed
said.

“Fuck you!” Cassidy said standing and
throwing her sandwich at Ed. “I’m not doing a shoot with that
bitch. She’s probably into meth and lost all the weight. Are her
teeth all yellow? Does she have any teeth?”

“Hey, they just sent me a phone pic, I didn’t
do a full exam on her,” Ed replied.

“And that’s another thing, I don’t do women,”
Cassidy spat like a snake.

“You’ve done women before,”

“Not very often, and they paid me a shit load
to do it.”

Ed was now upset, almost depressed that he
had put all this effort into this shoot just to please Cassidy and
for what? The road to hell is paved with good intentions. “Will you
give it a try?” Ed asked.

“You should know that as a real porn star,
not that fake shit she was, that everyone I shoot with has to be
tested for std’s within the last thirty days. If she looks like
what you say she looks like, she isn’t going to pass any tests.
I’ve shot over three hundred DVD’s and everyone I have ever been on
set with has a lab sheet on file.”

“You know what? I went to a lot of trouble to
set up this shoot. Damn it, you’re going through with it!” Ed
yelled.

“I don’t fuck on command! I fuck when I want
to fuck and there better be five hundred dollars on the table when
I’m done.”

“I don’t think I like your attitude,” Ed
barked back. “You’re going to fuck this woman just like I tell you
or you’re going to be tossed off this ship, out the garbage shoot
to the ground ten thousand feet below!”

Cassidy, feeling her back up against the wall
came back fighting. “Nobody threatens me, I’m Cassidy Rayne. That
bitch stole my last name because she was too fucking stupid to
think of one herself. There is no way I’m fucking her and you can
do whatever you please.”

Then the door slip open and in walked Acid
Rayne, former governor, former porn star and former friend of
Cassidy Rayne.

“Oh my God you look like shit,” Cassidy said
watching Acid walk by the couch.

“You’re alive!” Acid Rayne yelled back with a
mouth full of missing teeth. The few she had left yellow and
rotten. “How did you survive?”

Cassidy walked over to Acid and slapped her
across the face, a tooth dislodged and shot across the room hitting
the wall with a tink. “You tried to have me killed you bitch!”

Acid put up her hands in a defensive posture
and arm fat hung from each arm like a sail in the wind. Her skin
was wrinkled and covered in dark patches. She looked like shit.
“I’m going to kill you again!” She said and lunged towards Cassidy
who stepped to the side allowing Acid to fall on her face on the
floor. Once back on her feet, Acid again tried to come at Cassidy
only to get her hair yanked out of her head and a knee in the
chest.

“Get the fuck away from me,” Cassidy
growled.

Acid, now more pissed than ever, lowered her
head like a bull and charged Cassidy. This time Cassidy was too
close and couldn’t spin out of the way getting a blow to her belly
knocking her back against the bar. Acid backed up and slammed
Cassidy again and again in the mid-section until she couldn’t
breathe and fell to the floor with a thud. It was then that Acid
noticed Ed holding a video camera recording everything.

“What are you doing with that?” Acid asked
Ed.

“It’s for my new DVD, “Porn Stars Wars,” Ed
replied.

“No fucking way,” Acid said shaking her head.
“I agreed to a lesbian shoot for one fifty, not a fight video,
which will cost you five hundred dollars.”

“Sue me,” Ed said pointing the camera at
Acids face.

By now Cassidy was back on her feet and
feeling sick to her stomach. She saw that Acid and Ed were in a
discussion and that Ed was taping the whole thing. “What’s going
on?” Cassidy asked.

“Jack ass here thinks he’s making his own
“Girls Gone Wild” video. Little does he know he’s about to get his
ass kicked worse than I just kicked yours sweetheart.”

Cassidy was in too much pain to fight and
decided to sit down on the bar. She laughed a little watching Ed
like he was some sort of big time cinematographer. Instead of
picking a fight with him, she decided to do the opposite and ignore
him, and Acid as well. Her belly hurt like fuck.

“We should be fighting him, not each other,”
Cassidy said.

“I agree,” Acid replied.

Cassidy stumbled over to Acid holding her
stomach in pain. Once she was close enough, she picked up a five
foot free standing lamp and swung it at Acid striking her in the
back. It didn’t do as much damage as she expected so she continued
hitting her until Acid was on the floor. Cassidy looked down at her
in disgust. “I’ll take care of him once I’m done with you. I can
handle you both.”

Acid took that moment when Cassidy was
spouting off her superiority, to grab the lamp cord and pull on it
tight, Now Cassidy and Acid were in a tug of war. Each woman
struggled to gain control of the lamp so Cassidy let it go and fall
to the floor with a thump. She immediately scanned the room for
something else to use as a weapon and ran back to the bar where she
saw plenty of objects she could use. Before she could get there,
Acid was back on her feet and swinging the lamp at Cassidy striking
her on her back and shoulders. The hits were painful, but her
adrenaline kept her moving until she found a whisky bottle and used
the spout as a handle coming back to Acid to strike.

Dennis sat nervously in the passenger seat of
the small plane awaiting his cue to jump. He was dressed in a
skydiving suit with a parachute strapped to his back. At ten
thousand feet, he was scared shitless, but knew if he was going to
save Cassidy again, he had to jump. The spaceship was coming closer
and in a few moments he had to jump. He had never jumped before,
but a few quick lessons and a nice wad of cash got him a plane and
someone willing to look the other way.

The ship loomed huge in the window, although
the ship was thousands of feet from the ground, the airplane was
only less than a thousand feet above the ship. The parachute would
have to deploy instantly so he could guide himself onto the
ship.

The pilot gave Dennis a warning that they
were close and then the thumbs up to jump. In this small plane,
Dennis had to force the door open against the wind in order to get
out. It was hard, very hard, but Dennis shoved and shoved and
rolled his body out pulling the ripcord on the parachute. Poof the
parachute went and Dennis began to float controllably down onto the
spaceship. He had no idea where on the ship was the best place to
land, or where Cassidy was, but he had very little time to make a
decision before he landed. The ship was so huge it was like landing
on the ground, it would be very difficult to miss.