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Chapter 30 Ready on the Set
“Don’t you two queers ever get tired of going down on each other,” asked Mike when Stacy answered.
“Fuck you, what do you want? Christ, it’s not even seven o’clock. And for your information, I did not have sex with Portia or anyone last night. I was working on a paper that’s due today,” said Stacy trying not to wake up. She hadn’t finished until three in the morning.
“I forgot to mention I set up an appointment for you and your fuck buddies from Zodiac. You have to be at the apartment at three to let them in and show them where to install the equipment. They’ll show you how everything works. Who knows? You might win one of those porn awards.”
“Huh, what fuck buddies? What are you talking about?”
“You’re not exactly mellow in the morning. Are you? These guys are going to wire the apartment for your NSA hookup with the Russo’s.”
“So what makes them my fuck buddies,” asked Stacy?
“Well, they fucked you for one thing. Too bad you were too blown away on uppers to know what was happening. You may not remember Mel and his crew but they sure remember you.”
“I still don’t understand. Spell it out for the dumb whore,” said Stacy still groggy with sleep and feeling uncooperative. Mike woke her on the one morning she didn’t have any early classes.
“Mel Winslow is the producer and director of Stacy Does Cambridge. He is also the president of Zodiac Adult Entertainment and an associate of mine. After Mel and his crew finished that disgusting piece of hardcore porn staring Stacia Todd of Weston, they had a crew party with the star. She proved more than willing to have sex with them; but given that she is a slut at all times that is not surprising.”
“Now I recall. Mark told me about it,” said Stacy. “The fucking creeps took advantage of me.”
“Mark banged you too, the horny bastard. He told everybody what a great piece of ass you were and how much you loved cock. I would have stayed and got a piece myself but I had to be home with family.”
“There is a downside to being a good family man,” said Stacy.
“Watch it. Sarcasm will get those big tits chopped off. Say you’re sorry.”
“I’m sorry.”
“You’re forgiven. Anyway, you need to show Zodiac where you will be entertaining Cambridge’s Newest Power Couple. They have to install the cameras and microphones. We’re going all out to make this a first class production.”
“I’ll be there,” said Stacy anxious to get back to sleep.
“Good, you’re learning. Now, just don’t fuck up,” said Mike ending the call.
Precisely at three, Stacy found herself in a reunion with men who remembered that night much better than her. They were amazingly relaxed about what was technically a felony rape of a drugged female.
“Hi Stacia, Mel Winslow, long time no screw,” said Mel stepping inside the apartment to take her into his arms. His hands grasped her buttocks pulling her against his cock as they kissed. “I bet you were something when you were a little girl. You got any pictures of you in a bathing suit when you were little?”
Stacy recalled the family albums were filled with pictures of her running around the family pool wearing only the bottoms; however, she didn’t intend to share them with the likes of Mel the pedophile. “Good to see you again, Mel,” said Stacy returning the kiss pressing her breasts and sex against his body. It seemed the appropriate way to greet in the porn business.
“Did Mike tell you that after Nancy, Dave and Jamal left, the whole crew gang banged you? It was one hell of a performance. You didn’t seem tired or anything. Of course, the Mikester had you on uppers. You were one amazingly hot piece of tail,” said Larry, Mel’s soundman and chief technician as he greeted Stacy with another butt squeeze and tongue kiss.
“I was absolutely devastated when I found out I missed all that great sex,” said Stacy pushing her breasts hard against her chest.
“Gosh, you’re beautiful,” whispered Larry ending the kiss. “Maybe we could get together some time for coffee.”
Stacy had to repeat the greeting with the camera technicians, Bill and Escobar. Escobar proved to be the most aggressive. He lifted her jeans skirt to grasp her nearly bare bottom as they kissed. His powerful hands squeezed her buttocks as he ground the hard bulge in his crotch over her pubic bone.
“All right, let her go, Escobar, everyone settles down. We got a job to do here. Before we get started, we need to educate Stacy about the latest in hidden surveillance technology,” said Mel pulling Escobar off Stacy.
The four described in mind-boggling detail how each piece of equipment worked. Tiny, almost invisible lens and microphones would be installed in the bedroom and living room. A larger omni-directional lens was hidden in a wall sconce that faced the king sized bed where it was assumed most of the action would take place. All video would be recorded in a digital format.
“We’re using four cameras per room plus the one in the ceiling so don’t worry about us capturing your good side,” said Bill the lanky bearded redhead with the large hands and feet. They all kept glancing at Stacy like they were expecting a repeat of their previous meeting.
“Once we get all the digital back to the lab, Melanie will edit it into a coherent story,” said Bill. “I promise you’ll be proud of the end product.”
“It will look very professional,” said Larry reassuringly. “You won’t be disappointed.”
“I told Mike you ought to go out to the Coast and make porn. Nancy, the redhead you steamed up the room with, left for LA after we made your film. She called the other day and told me she was making five grand a week. That’s five grand clear with no taxes. She’s averaging a movie every two or three days and she’s escorting,” said Mel.
“I need to finish college first,” said Stacy surprised at the amounts Mel was quoting. They were several times what law school graduates were making after years of college and hundreds of thousand in tuition.
Mel was short, bald, overweight, and constantly out of breathe. Stacy guessed his age somewhere in the fifties. One of Mel’s comments surprised Stacy. “You got a real pretty pussy, sweetheart, nice even lips. That’s important in this business.”
“Thanks, Mel,” said Stacy trying to recall whether anyone had ever before complemented her on the bisymmetry of her labia.
She stayed busy helping Larry run cables under the carpet and through the walls. Aware that Mike would blame her if things went wrong; she asked questions about how the equipment worked and the possibility of things going wrong.
“Suppose a camera fails,” said Stacy.
“These devices are built not to fail; however, there’s going to be several in both rooms so if one goes on the fritz, the others will still work,” said Larry. “We could just go for coffee, no sex.”
“Sorry but I can’t. I’m with Mike Cabreeze. Do you know Mike?”
“Sure, everybody knows Lt. Cabreeze,” said Larry looking thoughtful.
“Then the last thing on earth you need is to piss him off.”
“Maybe he wouldn’t find out,” said Larry.
“And if he did, you would wind up in Boston Harbor without an air tank. You seem like a nice guy and I’d go out with you if things were different. Now tell me about how everything works.”
“All the recording equipment will be in this closet. You activate the entire system by throwing this switch. Everything’s digital so it’s totally quiet, not even the slightest hum,” said Larry showing her the stack of electronics in the closet of the spare bedroom. Stacy wondered if any of Mel’s workers had detected Mike’s secret archive.
The technicians took advantage of Stacy’s proximity. Idle hands moved up her skirt to stroke her panty-covered vagina. Stacy hadn’t worn a bra and the men kept touching her breasts throughout the installation.
“Cool it, you horny bastards,” said Mel when he happened upon Escobar with his mouth glued to Stacy’s exposed breast. Stacy relaxed and found she enjoyed their attention. She engaged in a teasing back and forth sexually oriented banter with the men. Finally after two hours, they announced they were done.
“Fini, Stacia, we’re ready for the big test,” said Mel looking in the closet at the stack of equipment.
“Good, what’s the test,” asked Stacy?
“Get naked, honey, and go stand in the living room. We need a final run through for the cameras and microphones,” said Mel.
“Exactly why do I have to get naked for you to test the cameras,” asked Stacia?
“I could give you some bullshit about skin tone and adjusting the lighting but the fact is Mike said we could party with you when we’re done, sort of a bonus,” said Mel. “You were so hot in your first film; we’re all excited about the sequel.
“Shit,” said Stacy only mildly surprised that Mike was demonstrating who was in charge by giving her away without mentioning it to her.
“Hey, it ain’t like we hadn’t screwed you before. But this time, you get to remember it,” said Larry. “Besides, we’ll be nice.”
“Sure, why not? But don’t be too nice. I’m in the mood for not nice sex,” said Stacy unbuttoning her blouse?
“Whatever floats your boat, honey,” said Mel grabbing and squeezing his crotch. “You hear that, guys? Stacy likes it rough.”
During the next ten minutes, Stacy stood naked in both rooms facing each wall as they made final adjustments to the angle of the camera lens.
When rape is inevitable, you might as well lie back and enjoy it decided Stacy as she faced the camera. These guys want my body and their fondling my breasts and feeling my pussy has got me in the mood for serious sex. The alternative is to go back home and use my vibrator. And from their perspective, I have a reputation to live up to.
“How’s this,” asked Stacy as she performed a split between the two arms of the couch. Resting on the back of her heels with her sex poised a good foot over the cushions; she vigorously masturbated and played with her nipples while they adjusted the camera angles.
“Hurry up, I need dick,” yelled Stacy when they were almost finished. She was in the bedroom lying on her back with her ankles locked behind her neck while she fingered her vagina and anus. When Larry announced everything was set, the crew hurried to the bedroom and started to undress.
“Let’s skull fuck the bitch,” said Escobar grabbing Stacy by the wrist and pulling her roughly off the bed to the floor.
“Let’s see some cock,” said Stacy kneeling beside the bed as she reached for their zippers.
“Like in Oral Meltdown No. 3,” said Bill unzipping his trousers then extracting a thick nine inches. “I love it when they choke on my mule.”
“Nice, now show me what you can do with it,” said Stacy reaching for Bill’s large tool.
“Bill used to be a performer,” said Mel stepping out of his trousers. “He was in over thirty of my films.”
“Why’d you quit,” asked Stacy raising Bill’s cock with one hand to lick his scrotum as her other hand stroked Mel’s shaft.
“I got married. She didn’t like me doing it with other women,” said Bill.
“Bill’s wife, Cindy, used to work for me too,” said Mel. “She performed in several gangbang films.”
“We’ve all fucked her in Anal Intruders No. 3,” said Escobar. “She loved backdoor penetration.”
“But not since we got married,” said Bill defensively.
“Gather close, guys. Let’s show her how it feels to be skull fucked by the best,” said Mel.
The next half hour was devoted to each of the four taking quick turns ramming their cock down Stacy’s throat.
“You’re not sucking dick you’re getting your throat fucked,” directed Mel. She was instructed to flatten her tongue and open her mouth wide. Each member of the crew placed their hands on the side of her head and forced his cock into her gullet. Bill’s was easily the longest and thickest. The others claimed they could see the sides of Stacy’s neck expand each time Bill thrust home.
“See,” said Escobar grabbing Stacy’s throat and squeezing it around Bill’s cock.
Stacy keep choking and coughing up saliva that cascaded down onto her breasts. Mucus gushed out of her nose. Her cheeks glistened with her own spit.
“You could make a couple thousand in an afternoon doing this is in the Valley,” said Mel slamming his cock down Stacy’s throat.
“I love the sound of a cunt choking on dick,” said Escobar who was pinching, pulling, and twisting Stacy’s saliva-coated nipples. They’d become very sore and Stacy kept twisting her body reacting to the pain.
“She could definitely make it in jizz biz,” said Mel watching Stacy suck his cock as she jacked off Bill and Escobar. “I just wish we’d met up ten years ago.”
Mel’s crew had the skill and experience to make her gag and choke. They called her every filthy name Stacy had ever heard and a few that were new to her. Stacy’s lust grew as she responded to their brutal treatment.
“Ram it down my windpipe,” cried Stacy when it was Bill’s turn again. Moments later, Stacy struggled to suppress her gag reflex as Bill’s manhood filled and stretched her throat. His powerful hands mashed her face against his hairy pubic area. Saliva gushed over her lower lip when he pulled out just as she was about to faint. He slapped his penis hard across her face as he taunted her.
“You like that? Don’t you, you filthy cock eating whore,” said Bill as his nine inches smacked her cheeks.
“Goddamn right I do,” said Stacy her lust growing as the four repeatedly abused her. Escobar and Larry were kneeling beside her sucking and chewing on her nipples as Bill held her head and throat fucked her.
Mel had quickly blown his load down Stacy’s throat and that finished him. He spent the rest of the session slowly stroking his cock as he watched his crew perform. Skull fucking session over, they placed her in Escobar’s favorite position for triple penetration, a shoulder stand. It was a position he learned when filming Asian Gangbang Girl.
With her back on the bed and her butt pointed toward the ceiling, Larry pulled Stacy’s legs down to where her feet were right beside her ears. He then eased forward straddling her face with his cock pointed straight down into her mouth. Bill and Escobar crouched over her penetrating her anus and vagina.
“You like ass to mouth, chica,” asked Escobar as he and Larry switched positions. Seconds before he’d removed his cock from her rectum then slipped down to straddle her face.
“I love sucking a dirty dick,” said Stacy taking Escobar’s penis in her mouth as Larry’s peter burrowed past her anus.
For Stacy, it was the kind of non-stop three-hole sex she wanted. Constantly changing positions the men rotated among her openings like a well-coached volleyball team. Stacy’s sex drive found its groove and she gave as good as she got.
“Love it when their butthole stays open,” said Bill pulling his cock out of Stacy’s ass. He leaned close to allow a large gob of spit to drop into her anus. Escobar added his and Stacy felt the slimy fluid slide down the walls of her rectum.
After each of the three had dumped his load into a different orifice, they decided anilingus would quickly restore their erection for a second round of fucking. Stacy felt energized and ready to do whatever they wanted.
“Let’s make her eat butt,” said Escobar bending over to expose his wrinkled brown eye. “Chow time,” said Escobar as he reached back with both hands to separate his buttocks.
Larry and Bill used her hair for leverage to bring her to his sphincter. Stacy licked the musky center of Escobar’s sphincter then pressed her lips around the hole forcing it open so her tongue could enter.
“Tongue my shit hole, bitch,” said Escobar displaying his skill in flexing and opening his anus. He’d mastered the technique when years before he’d performed in several gay porn features.
“Dive in, Stacy, and suck his shithole,” said Bill.
Stacy’s hands were working Escobar’s cock and balls as her mouth rimmed his asshole. Once Escobar was erect, Stacy found her face buried in Bill’s butt crack and then Larry’s. They repeatedly held her face between their sweaty cheeks pressing her nose and mouth hard against their unwashed anus while they slapped her rear urging her to force her tongue past their sphincter. All the while, their fingers punished her breasts, especially her nipples, squeezing and twisting the soft tissue, bringing her to a constant state of pain driven orgasm.
To Stacy it was the sort of mean, nasty, sweaty, and physically demanding sex she had learned to prefer. Like a tigress in heat, she took everything they gave her and demanded more, screaming for them to fuck her harder.
Once they were erect they mounted her again for a second round of intercourse. And later there was a third round where Stacy was mounted on one cock while she sucked another.
After three hours of non-stop sex, the four men stumbled out of the apartment completely spent. They had ended the gang bang traditionally. They ordered Stacy to lay on her back with her mouth open and her tongue out. The four gathered around her head. One by one they jerked off on her face. Some of the semen landed in her open mouth but most splattered her face, covering her eyes and hair. Mel recorded the event with a video camera while he contributed his share of ejaculate.
At Mel’s direction, Stacy used her finger to push most of the facial cum into her mouth as she smiled at the camera. Responding to his request for a final close-up, she held her mouth open exposing the pool of jism resting on her tongue; then swallowed.
Stacy hurried to shower as the men dressed. When they went to say their goodbyes, they found her leaning against the shower wall using the pulsating spray to masturbate.
“She’s incredible,” said Escobar walking toward their unmarked van. “I’m dehydrated. I need some Gatorade. She sucked my nuts dry not to mention she licked my cock, balls, and asshole till they sparkled.”
“My gun’s empty. Hope Cindy is asleep when I get home,” said Bill opening the van and sliding his toolbox inside. “Be just like the cunt to wake up and want to fuck. She’d be suspicious as hell if I can’t perform.”
“Stacy Todd could have been a big star, like Jameson,” said Mel climbing into the driver’s seat. “You got to hand it to Cabreeze; he knows how to pick them.”
“She seemed nice to me,” said Larry depositing his toolbox. “I’d like to get to know her better.”
“Shit, Larry’s in love,” said Escobar laughing. “You’re supposed to fuck whores not fall in love with them.”
“She’s beautiful and she’s smart too. She’s a college student,” said Larry defensively as he took the seat beside Mel.
“Yeah, at Fuck Me U, she’s a cock sucking ass eating slut, Larry, who’s probably inside jerking off wishing she had Jamal’s nine inches in her twat instead of that micro dick of yours,” said Bill
“She’s going to Harvard planning on being a lawyer,” said Larry. “She told me about Harvard when she was helping run cable.”
“Harvard, my ass, since when did Harvard admit nymphos,” said Escobar.
“I asked her out but she said her life was too complicated to date,” said Larry. “She seemed kind of sad about it.”
“That was stupid. Cabreeze would cut your nuts off for messing with one of his whores. Besides, she’s a lesbo. Mike said she lives with a diesel dyke. Most of the really good pussy you meet these days are dykes,” said Mel ending the conversation.
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