Risky Business with Bloody Cameras

Welcome To The Life

I thumped my foot as I waited by the door. My new dark web mentor claimed they'd pick me up at ten thirty at night, and they were already twenty minutes late. I was starting to worry they'd gotten into trouble or weren't coming at all. I peeked through the blinds for a few seconds and just as I was about to look away I saw a car pull up. It was the same model and color they'd described in their message to me. A grin spread across my face as I opened the door, quickly getting in to avoid suspicion. I'll be honest, I looked like a total dumb ass. Bobbing my head up and down happily like a seven year old in line for ice cream.

"You weren't lying when you said you were excited." They grinned, looking back at me. I settled down, trying to not look like a two year old hyped on adoral.

"Can you blame me, I've never done something like this before and I've wanted to for a while." I explained as they turned back to the road.

"I get that, but if you know about this industry as much as you claim you should also be aware that shit gets dangerous fast. It's not a good idea to seem that peppy when meeting the crew, all of us take the what we do seriously."

They sternly explained, putting on some good ass music.

"Alright, I get that, can I go over what you told me in the email again?"

They nodded, turning down the base on their audio.

"So, first, I'll take you to the place we film, there, you'll meet the boss and our other camera guy if he's there. Then, I'll show the footage, and after the boss has a quick chat with you he'll come to a decision."

"So the boss has the final say?" I questioned.

"Yeah, but I'm warning you now, he's kind of a weirdo."

I scoffed at that description.

"Well duh he runs a site where he makes and distributes gore footage. No one who does that is normal."

They sighed, briefly glancing back at me with a furrowed brow.

"Yeah well he's worse than just liking the vids and violence like you and me. I'll be blunt here, the guy is probably gonna try to make a move on you, he would have with me but the lack of nipples and homeless man look was surprisingly a turn off."

I laughed a little, hoping that they meant to be funny.

"Heh, well I hate to break it to you but bosses in normal industries do that. I agree it's gross but that's not unexpected."

"Yeah, I get that but just be prepared for him to say weird shit, but don't worry he probably won't do anything. He's into fantasizing about people more than being with them. It's extra weird cause usually guys in his position are the opposite but I take it as a blessing."

They coughed, slowing as they reached a red light.

"Anyway, if he does actually touch you just let me know and I won't hesitate to slice his dick off."

My eyes widened, I was surprised they have enough of a shit to say that.

"Wait seriously? You'd mutilate your boss for some kid you just met?"

"Hell fucking yeah! My one rule is that I don't fuck with people who hurt kids. Your a kid, there for, if he fucks with you I'm fucking him up."

I smiled, it's stupid but it had been a minute since I got that kind of support."

"Huh, I'm glad you got that line drawn. What happens if I make it to eighteen? You better not switch up and start hitting on me. I got enough trauma as is pal." I said it as a joke but they seemed genuinely disgusted.