"Alright boy, out you go." The man says as he opens the cell, or my dressing room. I drug into the washroom so the two women can scrub me down, before sending me to the actual dress room so the girls there can make it look lile I'm well kept. Finally, still naked, I'm taken on scene where they tie me to a chair and leave me there.
In case you haven't made the correct assumption, I'm part of a porn industry, except I'm forced into it...and have been doing it for my dad since I was 10. And I know what your thinking, oh its just sex, you should be loving it. Well your wrong because my dad uses me for all the dark stuff. Bdsm mostly and rape porn...so yeah, I don't like it, but he has to keep me locked up until I'm 18 which in in a 6 month's. I finch when I hear the door open. "It's our little bitch. We're gonna give it to you good." My hand shakes a bit when I hear Randles voice. He's one that uses lots of force...since he's asadist and loves to inflicked pain.
A tight hand grips my hair and the other pries my mouth open before a large cock is shoved into my mouth. I, who has a severe gag reflex almost puke when he shoves it all the way in and holds it there. "That's right, suck that dick, little whore." I feel another hand remove the rope before picking me up and sitting me down on another hard dick. I whimper which cause Randle to groan in pleasure. "Our own double stuffed oreo, aint thar right Marcel." Randle asks before pulling out and watching Marcel fuck me. They always have to maneuver me so the camera can't see that I'm flacid because I no masochist and can never get hard. Honestly I think they've made me impotent.
I bite my lip when they toss me on the floor and yelp when I feel them pick me up and chain my to the ceiling. "Now lets see how red that little ass of yours can get. And they go over to a wall and pick up a flogger and a riding crop. I jerk when the crop comes down on the back of my thigh. They set into a medium pased rhythm and I continue to flinch, whimper, and cry out in pain.
Finally they both enter me and finish inside me. I feel it slide down my legs along with some blood.they leave me hanging there and I here the camera crew fixing things. A hand touches my arms and I cringe. My father is always the one to take me back to the cell. He act all fatherly and cleans me up before tucking me in bed and wishing me goodnight. And I hate it. Not only because he doesn't act like a father any other time, but because I know where he goes afterwards.
He has a family that he goes home to. He talks about them all the time while he's cleaning me up. "Your step mother got a promotion at her job, she's such a great nurse and mother. Your older brother and younger sister are so well behaved, and they are so smart in school. Little Suzy just got put up two grades." I hate that I can't hate these poeple. But they don't know about me. He remarried when he locked me in here seven years ago. Of course the woman already had these kids, Jake 24, and Suzy 7. Veronica, their mom, is a doctor who is really well known apparently and her huband passed away a year after Suzy was born.
But like I said, they have no idea about any of this. No one beside the people in the industry know. And if someone puts up a fuss then they disappear. He finally leaves and I lay there and try not to cry. I wish one of the videos would go wrong and I would just die. I manage to fall into a fitful sleep before being woken abruptly. "Another day kid, get up."
They push me around and shove me onto a table before tying me ass up to the table. They proceed to let a few guys in here and start videoing. There's a hush besides the scene and I realize they are rolling this live. So thats why the gagged me. I flinch when a whip hits my skin and cry out the gag as they continue. Just as the last guy is releasing inside me the door burst open and FBI rushes in. I stare wide eyed ad the guy is tackled off of me and guns are waved in the air and everone scatters
I squeeze my eyes shut and listen to the caos. "Young man, are you Braydon?" I flinch when I hear my name. "Look at me Braydon, your alright now, come on we need to get you to the hospital." He unhooks the gag and picks me up, taking me through a bunch of halls before being outside. They set me on a strecher and pit me into and ambulance. I look and see my father on the ground with an agent on top of him. "Don't you worry about him anymore. He won't ever hurt you again." I nod and lay back, feeling slight relief. "Alright sweetie, I know this might be uncomfortable but I'm going to need to uhm scoop some of the semen out of you. So they can dna the ones who raped you. Just for extra proof. We know have the videos but you can never be to careful." I nod and she pulls on a glove before sliding two fingers in and scooping out a glob of semen.
