Scene Building Novels & Stories

"Not yet. Let her look at you. Let her see what she can't have." I nodded, forcing myself to turn away. A voice crackled over the intercom. "Cast to set. Eclipse rehearsal in five. Cast to set." Lena squeezed my hand. "You've got this." I took a deep breath. Then I stepped forward. The set was a masterpiece of controlled chaos. A sprawling, futuristic cityscape stretched across the back wall, tall glass towers, neon signs in a fictional language, hovercrafts suspended from wires. The ground was cracked concrete, littered with debris, glowing faintly from embedded LED lights. The air hummed with the low buzz of generators and the soft hiss of fog machines.

The ambience was inviting, with comfortable seating and a large screen at the front. Suman guided everyone to their seats, and Rachna stood near the podium, ready to introduce the documentary. The lights dimmed, and the screen came to life, displaying breathtaking shots of the green building's architecture, interiors, and sustainable features. The short film highlighted the building's unique aspects, showcasing its innovative design, use of renewable energy sources, efficient water management systems, and integration of nature into the structure.

“Enjoy your evening gentlemen.” Kir leads me through into the play floor. The room is bigger than any of the clubs we’ve visited before. A vaulted central space with stations set around the walls in pools of focused light, each station angled so that lines of sight don’t cross unless you intentionally step closer to see. There are four scenes already in progress. A woman suspended in rope. Two men using a spanking bench in the corner. A dom and a sub are doing something complicated with wax that I try not to let myself stare at.

But for that he needed this production not to be a failure, but a success. A large, professional studio with proper lighting to imitate the sun and windmills to imitate the wind. A studio where an entire street could be built to look like the real thing. A beautiful, large studio, where the producer does not have to worry that half of his scenery will be destroyed by the wind and the other half will be destroyed by a downpour...

“What kind of environment do you want?” She squinted in the darkness, trying to see him. His eyes were deep and unreadable, waiting for her answer. “Environment… like scene simulation?” “Something like that.” “Are there options?” He smiled. “Desert, forest, beach… snow mountains, grasslands.” “I want the forest.” “Alright. Close your eyes.” Scott stroked her face like a magician, guiding her eyes shut. “No peeking until I say so,” the magician warned. Julissa nodded eagerly. “Got it. Hurry up, Mr. Nichols!”

She was humble and extremely polite. Geni said with a smile, “It’s been a pleasure working with you, Miss Fenner. I hope we’ll have more opportunities in the future. We’ll call it a day, everyone. Tomorrow, we need to get up early because we have to start shooting the promotional video. “By then, Miss Fenner, you’ll have to put on the divine creation ‘Autumn Field’, and we’ll need to film three scenes, which are sunrise, early noon, and sunset. As for the day after tomorrow, we’ll be shooting the behind the scenes of the production.”

“AHHHHHHH!” A seismic wave of high-pitched screams swept across the set, scaring the birds in the trees. “Can we watch?! Can we?! Please!” the girls begged in unison. Josh struck a thoughtful pose, pretending to consider the request. “Well, the scene will be outdoors, near the lake. You should be able to see it from the security fence.” He winked. “However, it will be quite far away, so you may not be able to see the details...”