After ten minutes of fucking, large beads of sweat slid down Scarlett's forehead, dripping onto her smooth back. His penis throbbed violently, the veins on it bulging like a coiled dragon. With a heavy breath, Zhao An quickly pulled out his penis, then thrust it into Scarlett's vagina, pushing it all the way in. The moment he entered, the pleasure stimulated his glans, causing it to ejaculate!
Waves of semen followed.
The semen that should have been ejaculated into her rectum was forcibly forced back into her vagina.
Zhao An was very particular about ejaculating inside her vagina. Even if she was pregnant, he would still ejaculate inside her; for him, it represented conquest and defilement.
Each time he ejaculated inside her, he felt a surge of pleasure!
Scarlett's eyes rolled back in ecstasy. This wasn't her first time being fucked, nor was it the first time her anus had been opened.
Although Zhao An hadn't taken her virginity, he had certainly taken her first time from her anus.
Each time, he would have his anus penetrated, and then ejaculate inside her.
This alternation between anal and vaginal sex made Scarlett feel somewhat dirty.
After all, the anus is for excretion, not for release.
But she felt uncomfortable, though she dared not show it. Occasionally, she could whine, but Zhao An still did as he pleased.
She wouldn't anger Zhao An over this. After all, many other women were eyeing her, eager to take her place.
As Zhao An ejaculated, he continued thrusting, seemingly trying to force open her cervix and fill her with his semen.
Scarlett's eyes rolled back in pleasure; her anus burned, and her lower abdomen swelled. This feeling of being filled was something she had never experienced before.
Only after being with Zhao An did she realize that a woman could experience pleasure when being violated!
"Suck it! Lick it clean!"
After Zhao An finished, he pressed Scarlett's head down, making her perform oral sex on him.
She used her alluring lips to hold his penis, cleaning it with her mouth!
Scarlett was already used to it.
She did this every time.
In group sex, she might not even get a turn. She took out a wet wipe she carried with her and cleaned Zhao An's pubic hair, then took his glans into her mouth and sucked hard.
Her tongue teased the urethral opening, sucking out any remaining semen!
"Hiss!" Zhao An comfortably lit a cigarette and smoked it. This was definitely the most pleasurable way.
Drinking the strongest liquor, fucking the most beautiful woman!
What could be better than watching a beautiful Oscar-winning actress kneel between his legs like a prostitute, giving him oral sex, taking whatever he wanted?
After the fun was over…
Zhao An took Scarlett to the filming location; it was the final scene.
Wonder Woman versus the villain Ares was basically just the two of them performing actions in front of a green screen; the special effects were handled by computer.
Although the whole process was simple, the actors executed it meticulously.
To the untrained eye, these actions without special effects would have looked utterly ridiculous.
But the actors didn't laugh; instead, they performed the actions with seriousness and precision.
If this were a young mainland actor, they'd probably be laughing their heads off; they have no idea what it means to be an actor.
"Cut! Wrap!"
The director announced the end of filming. He was actually the assistant director, with very little real power.
He was simply carrying out the filming tasks according to Zhao An's plan.
And for the women here, getting involved through underhanded means was impossible.
Without abandoning these outdated practices, they couldn't get a job.
If they didn't want to, they could leave; no one was begging them.
Besides, with the financial crisis, finding a job is a luxury.
Working at Zhao An's company is everyone's dream. Good benefits, a good reputation—what's not to like?
As for Zhao An's unspoken rules, he's the boss; he can do whatever he wants. What's it to us?
Gal Gadot took the towel her assistant handed her and wiped her sweat. Her belly was clearly protruding, conceived by Zhao An.
Now she couldn't leave; she could only let nature take its course and give birth.
"Boss!"
A sharp-eyed employee shouted first.
"Boss!"
"Boss!"
"Hmm, continue. Good filming. In the current environment, we need high-quality films; only then will there be a market. Same old rule, two percent of the film's profits will be awarded to you, split equally among everyone. So go ahead and promote it; your hard work will pay off."
Zhao An clapped his hands and waved his hand, showering the audience with money.
This is a good incentive method: sharing profits with employees.
There's also a strict confidentiality system, allowing employees to share their workspace and props.
This keeps moviegoers on the edge of their seats and maintains their enthusiasm.
As for the profits, Zhao An considers them insignificant; if you want the horse to run, don't skimp on the feed.
Once they're well-fed, they'll run on their own.
As for those who shirk their duties, he doesn't need to investigate; the employees will naturally weed them out.
Everyone else is just doing their own thing…
Zhao An went to the break room, looked at the filming scenes, gave the assistant director some suggestions, pointed out some parts, and asked him to reshoot them.
Then he sat down on the sofa with Gal Gadot in his arms. "How have you been lately?"
"Fine, thank you."
Gal Gadot nodded; she wasn't overly humble, nor overly cold.
She answered whenever Zhao An asked.
"Okay, keep working hard, but don't push yourself too hard. Rest well after giving birth, I'll arrange for someone to keep your popularity going."
Zhao An grabbed Gal Gadot's shapely buttocks. "I'll be doing a live stream soon, we can chat for a bit, your fans are really eager to see you!"
As he spoke, he was already pressing himself against Gal Gadot.
The assistant, seeing this, immediately understood and left, closing the door behind them...
Standing guard outside.
The boss was trying to sexually harass a female employee, one willingly, the other intentionally raping her—they were practically adulterers in cahoots, and no one could really say anything.
To put it bluntly, it was sexual harassment; to put it more politely, it was dating and having sex.
What's wrong with normal people having sex? Is having sex wrong?
Gal Gadot seemed reluctant, pushing Zhao An away with her small hands. "No, boss, I'm a little tired!"
"Tired? Heh, your ex-husband was blown up by extremists along with his car when he was passing through Israel. Haven't you heard the news yet?" Zhao An sneered.
At this moment, he appeared incredibly ferocious. His gentle demeanor was just for show; a necessary cold-blooded deterrent was still needed!