domnumberone
05-01-2007, 9:25 AM
I wanted to share my day with you guys on here.
It started out like any other day of shooting. I woke up, smoked a few cigarettes, had my usual healthy breakfast (cheese on toast and a jug of coffee). Sang in the shower for a while and off to the location i went.
I had picked up the keys to the location from the agency yesterday because today its closed for Fiesta (Spanish public holiday)
I took the camera equipment from the boot of my car and into the location. Smoked another cigarette and had a look around at the house figuring out which room to shoot in. There was only one room barely suitable, the others had an antique feeling about them, even the flowers on the wall paper were dead!
So i go out of the house to get in my car to go and pick up the Mistress "Brutal Princess". Just one problem, I'd left my car keys in the house, No problem, i'll go in and get them, right? wrong, i also left the house keys in the house! I couldn't get in, the door was locked behind me!
Keep calm Mark, count to ten and everything will be fine, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10. Lets phone the agency..... Answer machine "We will be closed today for Fiesta's. Please call back tomorrow or leave your name and number for us to reach you on! GREAT!!!!!
Count to ten again, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10. I know what to do, ive seen it on James Bond, i'll use my credit card to open the door..... Doesn't work in real life though does it!
While looking very frustrated standing infront of the house the friendly next door neighbour came out to ask if i was ok. I explained the situation leaving out the part about needing to go and pick up a mistress and slave to come back here for a kinky film shoot in his neighbours house! The neighbour wanted to make friendly chit chat about the area being safe and quiet and how happy he was to have made the decision to retire here with his wife..... I didn't have time to listen to this!
I considered throwing a brick through the door window and paying the agency for the damages but quickly realised this was a bad idea.
The last thing i need now is a bunch of nosey retired neighbours coming over for a look.
So i phoned a taxi and went to pick up Brutal Princess at her house. We then took the taxi to the meeting point i had arranged with the slave (Burger King car park). The slave followed the taxi in his own car to my house where i decided to do the shoot instead.
I got myself organised with an old mini DV cam and was ready to shoot.
This was a new slave who i had never worked with before, i'd explained the whole process to him and showed him examples of my movies last week. He was confident and assured me of his wide array of experience with BDSM and that he had been submitting to Mistresses for over 15 years..... Should be ok then eh?
Ok, so the first scene of the day would be face slapping, or would it? Brutal Princess slapped this guy one time and he was on the floor!
At first we thought he was acting, but he wasn't. Brutal Princess shouted at him to get up but he refused. I asked him if he wanted to continue? he said he wanted to try something else but not face slapping.
So Brutal Princess started to do a spitting scene, the slave also stopped this after Brutal Princess spat in his mouth 2 times. He said it was unhygienic and that it wasn't for him!
By this point i was already frustrated about the whole location, car, key situation and this guy wasn't making my day any brighter. I knew that if we carried on trying to find punishments that were suitable for this unique non submissive slave the day was only going to get worse and it was better that the slave went.
We said goodbye and he went on his way. No hard feelings and no hard movies!
I had a good laugh and a coffee with Brutal Princess before taking here home in my wife's car.
I thought that the day's misfortune was over, until i just received this email from the agency where i booked the location. Here its is:
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Hola Mark,
We have decided to close office until the 12th May.
This will be the last chance we can enjoy a holiday before the busy tourist season.
Please put the keys for *** ********* ****** through the letter box of our office.
Best Regards
****** ************
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So now my car is stranded outside someone else's house and i can't get the keys back until 12th of may!
The brick is starting to look like a tempting option.
Im not a superstitious person, but maybe it was a big mistake listening to that black cat who told me to walk under the ladder this morning.
All the best
Mark
It started out like any other day of shooting. I woke up, smoked a few cigarettes, had my usual healthy breakfast (cheese on toast and a jug of coffee). Sang in the shower for a while and off to the location i went.
I had picked up the keys to the location from the agency yesterday because today its closed for Fiesta (Spanish public holiday)
I took the camera equipment from the boot of my car and into the location. Smoked another cigarette and had a look around at the house figuring out which room to shoot in. There was only one room barely suitable, the others had an antique feeling about them, even the flowers on the wall paper were dead!
So i go out of the house to get in my car to go and pick up the Mistress "Brutal Princess". Just one problem, I'd left my car keys in the house, No problem, i'll go in and get them, right? wrong, i also left the house keys in the house! I couldn't get in, the door was locked behind me!
Keep calm Mark, count to ten and everything will be fine, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10. Lets phone the agency..... Answer machine "We will be closed today for Fiesta's. Please call back tomorrow or leave your name and number for us to reach you on! GREAT!!!!!
Count to ten again, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10. I know what to do, ive seen it on James Bond, i'll use my credit card to open the door..... Doesn't work in real life though does it!
While looking very frustrated standing infront of the house the friendly next door neighbour came out to ask if i was ok. I explained the situation leaving out the part about needing to go and pick up a mistress and slave to come back here for a kinky film shoot in his neighbours house! The neighbour wanted to make friendly chit chat about the area being safe and quiet and how happy he was to have made the decision to retire here with his wife..... I didn't have time to listen to this!
I considered throwing a brick through the door window and paying the agency for the damages but quickly realised this was a bad idea.
The last thing i need now is a bunch of nosey retired neighbours coming over for a look.
So i phoned a taxi and went to pick up Brutal Princess at her house. We then took the taxi to the meeting point i had arranged with the slave (Burger King car park). The slave followed the taxi in his own car to my house where i decided to do the shoot instead.
I got myself organised with an old mini DV cam and was ready to shoot.
This was a new slave who i had never worked with before, i'd explained the whole process to him and showed him examples of my movies last week. He was confident and assured me of his wide array of experience with BDSM and that he had been submitting to Mistresses for over 15 years..... Should be ok then eh?
Ok, so the first scene of the day would be face slapping, or would it? Brutal Princess slapped this guy one time and he was on the floor!
At first we thought he was acting, but he wasn't. Brutal Princess shouted at him to get up but he refused. I asked him if he wanted to continue? he said he wanted to try something else but not face slapping.
So Brutal Princess started to do a spitting scene, the slave also stopped this after Brutal Princess spat in his mouth 2 times. He said it was unhygienic and that it wasn't for him!
By this point i was already frustrated about the whole location, car, key situation and this guy wasn't making my day any brighter. I knew that if we carried on trying to find punishments that were suitable for this unique non submissive slave the day was only going to get worse and it was better that the slave went.
We said goodbye and he went on his way. No hard feelings and no hard movies!
I had a good laugh and a coffee with Brutal Princess before taking here home in my wife's car.
I thought that the day's misfortune was over, until i just received this email from the agency where i booked the location. Here its is:
--------------------
Hola Mark,
We have decided to close office until the 12th May.
This will be the last chance we can enjoy a holiday before the busy tourist season.
Please put the keys for *** ********* ****** through the letter box of our office.
Best Regards
****** ************
---------------------
So now my car is stranded outside someone else's house and i can't get the keys back until 12th of may!
The brick is starting to look like a tempting option.
Im not a superstitious person, but maybe it was a big mistake listening to that black cat who told me to walk under the ladder this morning.
All the best
Mark