MMMMMMm/f, bond, movies, pedo, w/s

   story by PEDROS:

   This story contains sex between boy/girl, man/girl, and will go on to
men/girl, boy/man/girl, porno, ws, etc..

   This story is a work of fiction.  Names, characters, places, and
incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used
fictitiously.  Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons,
living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

  
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   Star

   Part1





   The little girl sitting nervously on the couch looked up expectantly as
the far door opened and a man came into the studio.  He walked over towards
her and sat on a stool in front of her, looked at her and smiled.

   "Hi," he said.  "You must be Julie.  My name is Don."

   Julie nodded her head and smiled shyly.  "Yes.  I'm Julie," she said
softly.

   "Don't be nervous, sweetie.  I'm the photographer and my job is to make
you into a star." He looked quizzically at her.  "Your mum said you wanted
to be a star.  Isn't that right?"

   The little girl swallowed nervously and nodded again, her heartbeat
quickening.  The man sensed her anxiety and inwardly smirked.  If he could
capture that anxiousness in his photographs, he knew the price he would get
for his work would skyrocket.  He knew many of his buyers wanted to see the
little girls and boys he used in his photos genuinely and visibly nervous
or even frightened by the things they were asked to do and would pay big
money for the prints or videos.

   "Your mum also told you you were to do everything I asked you to do,
didn't she?"

   Julie shifted on the couch, her hands folded tightly in her lap.  "Yes,
sir," she responded softly when she saw the man was waiting for an answer.
"You make damn sure you do what he tells you to do with no argument,
Julie," were her mum's exact words when she had left her at the studio just
a few minutes ago.  "This is our big chance to make a lot of money so don't
you blow it," she had said, her manner threatening.  "Just realise that
your fortune is between your legs and its worth even more at your age than
it is at mine." Julie hadn't really understood what her mum had meant by
that last remark but, before she could ask, her mum had opened the door for
her to go up to the studio then turned and walked away saying the
photographer would bring her home when he was finished.  Julie had then had
to nervously make her way to the studio by herself.

   "Call me Don, sweetheart," the photographer said, leaning towards her
and smiling broadly.  "There's no need to be formal here.  You are a very
pretty girl and I can sense you are going to be a wonderful model and earn
lots of money for your mum and yourself." His eyes appraised the youngster
as he remembered his meeting with the girl's mother and how willing she was
to have her daughter appear in one of his 'features'.  Her daughter would
earn more money in the couple of hours 'posing' for him than she earned in
a month as a waitress in the downtown bar.  She had been a little reluctant
initially when he had divulged the true nature of his 'photo shoots', but
only until he came to the money she would get.  Then she had been quite
eager for him to use her daughter.  'She's going to get screwed sooner or
later, so why not cash in on it while we can,' she had rationalised to him
- and to herself.  He smiled at the memory of her greed.  It was this greed
he relied on in the parents he preyed upon to get to use their children -
and it always succeeded in getting him what he wanted.

   "Did your mum tell you anything about what would happen here today?" he
asked the girl.

   She shook her head slowly, her eyes looking up at him.  "Not really. 
She said it might be some rude things and she said that I was to do good
and we'd get lots of money.  And she told me you were the boss and I had to
do everything you said, even if I was scared," she finished off softly, her
eyes dropping nervously.

   "That's right, sweetheart.  It is going to be 'rude' things and I am the
boss, but I'm sure you'll find the day very interesting and you'll get to
do things most other girls don't get to do for many years to come.  I'm
sure you'll end up loving it.  How old are you?"

   "I'm ten," the little girl replied.  "Nearly ten and a half."

   "Terrific," Don said and stood up.  "You are a very pretty ten and a
half year old.  Most men like looking at ten year old girls, especially the
pretty ones like you." He walked over to his desk and picked up his camera.
"Let's take a few photos of you to get warmed up," he told her, switching
on a set of lights that shone hotly onto the couch.  He moved around in
front of Julie, looking at her through the lens.  She heard the 'click' as
he took a couple of photos from different angles and she smiled shyly, not
knowing what to do.  She was wearing a tee-shirt and new skirt her mother
had bought especially for this session along with a new pair of sandals and
even new panties - the fact her mother had bought her new things made Julie
aware that this was a very important day for her mother and she was
expected to do whatever was required to make certain it was money well
spent.  She knew her mother saw this as their one chance at getting out of
the poverty cycle they were caught up in.

   "You are even prettier through my camera, Julie.  That's it.  Great
smile." The little girl watched as the man weaved in front of her and
enjoyed the compliments he was making.  "Lean back, sweetheart, and put
your arms out behind you so I can see your little titties against your
tee-shirt."

   She leaned back to do as he said when his words sank in and she jerked
back upright, looking at him in confusion.

   The man saw her reaction and lowered his camera.  He knelt in front of
her, his eyes looking into her's.  "What's the matter, Julie?  Don't you
know what titties are?"

   The little girl blushed but couldn't pull her eyes away from his. 
"Uh...yes..." she stammered.  "I know what...but....I don't..." Her voice
trailed away.

   Before she could react, Don reached forward and put his finger on the
pointed bump on her chest, right on her nylon covered nipple.  "This is a
titty," he said.  "And this is another one," and he touched her other
nipple.  Julie didn't know what to do and she did nothing, butterflies
beginning inside her tummy.  Mummy had made it very clear that this man was
the boss and she was to do whatever he asked, even if it meant doing rude
things.  Remembering this didn't stop the butterflies, but it did stop her
from pulling away as his fingers touched her.  "I'm going to take pictures
of your titties, pictures of your pussy and pictures of your arsehole," the
man went on.  "Then we're going to bring in some other models and do a
whole lot of other things.  That's what you are here for, isn't it?  To be
my star?"

   Julie could only look at him.  Somewhere in the back of her mind she
knew that this was what the 'photographic session' was going to be but
hadn't really let it sink home.  She had realised that the magazines she
had found in her mother's room only last week were the type of magazines
these 'photo shoots' were all about; and her mother had probably
deliberately left them where she knew Julie would find them so she would
know what to expect!  With a shock, it suddenly dawned on Julie that Don
and her mother had carefully planned the lead up to today and this
realisation stunned her.  The magazines suddenly took on a whole different
meaning, beyond the thrills she had felt looking through them.  She knew
what men looked like from seeing her mother's boyfriends at different times
in their small apartment.  Several times she had walked into the bathroom
to pee and a man was having a shower or shaving in the nude, but she had
been too embarrassed to have a good look at the thing hanging between their
legs.  Once she had gone into her mother's room after waking up from a bad
dream and had found a man on top of her mother.  She had been half asleep
and only vaguely remembered seeing the hard, shiny thing sticking out from
the man as he had rolled off her mother onto his back before he had
hurriedly covered himself when he saw her.  After looking at the magazines,
she now knew what that was and what he and her mum had been doing that
morning.  She had also seen all the other things men and women did together
in the magazines and it had made her tingle 'down there'.  There were also
a couple of magazines with children in them, doing things with men and
women and each other that the adults were doing in the other magazines, but
she hadn't really had a good look at them because she had heard her mother
come home.  When she went to have another look at the photos later, they
had gone.  Now, she wished she had had longer to study them.  It might have
helped her overcome the helplessness she was now experiencing.  Don's voice
brought her out of her thoughts.

   "You are going to go through with this aren't you?  I'm sure your mum
wouldn't be very pleased if you didn't get the money..." He paused and
looked at the little girl, his tone letting her know she had better
cooperate.

   Julie trembled.  She had to go through with this or her mum would be
wild, especially after already spending money on her.  She swallowed
nervously and her voice was shaky.  "I will do what you want," she said,
her gaze lowered.

   "I knew you would, sweetheart.  Come on then, lean back and let me see
your little titty bumps," Don said, trying to keep the satisfaction out of
his voice.  The kid was going to be okay.  He wondered what her reaction
was going to be when he brought out the surprise.  He felt himself stir in
anticipation of the session ahead.  He took a couple of photos as Julie
leaned self-consciously back on the couch.  He could see her nipples making
obvious bumps against her tee-shirt.

   "Mmmmm.  Looks good," he told her.  "Your titties are going to be
beauties when you get older." The little girl blushed and he saw a look of
pleasure at his compliment flicker in her eyes.  "Are your nipples stiff or
do they always stick out like that?  Take your tee-shirt off so I can see
them."

   Julie blushed even deeper.  This was it!  The start of the rude things.
Her heart began to pound.  There was no way out of it.  Slowly she took
hold of the hem of her shirt and began to lift it up.  She heard Don taking
photos as she raised it over her head, knowing he was seeing her titties.

   "Hold it," he told her as she was pulling it from her head and she
stopped, her arms raised, her upper body bare.  "Don't move.  What gorgeous
nipples, Julie," Don breathed.  She couldn't see but she heard his camera
click and then he was touching her pink bud.  She gasped as he took her
left nipple in his fingers and gently stroked it.  She trembled but managed
to not pull away as the man squeezed her hardening nub and, in spite of her
trepidation, she felt a tingle go all the way down into her thingy, causing
her to draw in her breath.  "Feels good, does it?" Don said, letting her
go. "Take your shirt right off and lean back again."

   Julie did as he asked and watched as he took a couple of close-ups of
her nipples, his camera only inches away from her flesh.  She was beginning
to enjoy this.  The man obviously liked her body and seemed to think her
titties were beautiful.  She could smell his male smell as he leaned in
close to her and she found she liked his smell.  She squeezed her legs
together as another tingle rippled through her.

   Don noticed the girl's movement and smiled to himself.  She was going to
be a hot one, he thought.  "Okay," he said, standing up.  "Let's get this
show on the road.  We've got a lot to get through." He turned to a video
camera set up on a tripod just to the left and behind him that he had set
in operation before Julie had arrived.  It was recording the early part of
the session because many of his clients got turned on by watching the
little boys and girls gradually being stripped and seduced out of their
innocence by him.  He looked through the viewfinder and made certain it was
focussed on where the action was going to now take place.  He made a slight
adjustment then, satisfied it would record everything clearly, he turned
back to the little girl.  "I want you to take off your panties now, Julie.
Leave your skirt on, and just take off your knickers." He looked down on
her.  He could see her anxiety very clearly now and he knew this would
excite the buyers of his pictures.  He brought the camera up.  "Come on,"
he said, his voice a touch stern.  "Get your panties off.  Its time to show
me your little cunt."

   The little girl looked up at him in trepidation.  She sensed his
impatience and knew he would be angry if she didn't do as he asked. 
Feeling very awkward and embarrassed, she lifted up off the couch and
pulled her panties down.

   "Hold it there," Don said and knelt down to take a photo of her with her
pants halfway down her young thighs, her short skirt hiding her sex but not
the fact she was bare beneath it.  "Okay, baby.  Slowly lower them...great.
Now lift one leg up and pull them right down...lovely." He took a series of
photos as the youngster did as he instructed and he caught glimpses of her
slit as the skirt rose with her movements.  He had a couple of lights at
floor level shining upwards and he had no doubts his camera would be seeing
better than him at this point.  "Now lie back and lift your other leg and
pull your panties right off."

   Julie did as he asked, the skirt falling back onto her belly as she
raised her leg and she was suddenly exposed to the man and his camera.  She
heard him breath heavily and knew he was looking between her legs.  Instead
of making her uncomfortable, the idea of him seeing her 'down there' was
rather exciting and she resisted the desire to cover herself with her
hands. Instead, she dropped her panties to the floor and lowered her leg
but left the skirt where it was.  She laid back on the couch, her feet on
the floor, and was still, waiting for her next instructions.  Her heart was
hammering in her chest and she could feel a real tightness in her puckered
nipples.

   "Mmmmmm.  What a sweet looking cunt you've got, Julie.  Let's get a
couple of shots..." The camera whirred and clicked several times and Don
moved in closer for each one until he was only inches from her little
treasure.  "Open your legs a little, sweetie.  Give me a peek inside you."

   Julie opened her legs as the man got closer and closer to her.  He was
breathing deeply and she could feel his breath on her skin and the tingling
down there intensified.

   Don felt himself becoming hard in his pants.  No matter how many times
he did this, he was always turned on by this moment; the moment when the
little girl or boy he was filming was being changed, by his instruction,
from a virginal innocent into a sexual toy for the pleasure of himself, the
other participants and the men and women who would watch his work.  He
never tired of that first sight of a young girl's virgin slit opening to
his camera, or seeing a young boy's penis stiffening as his sexual
awareness awakened.  He gazed at Julie's hairless pubic area.  She, like
all of the other little girls he had used in his photos and films, looked
so clean, her genitals pink and puffy, her labia neatly tucked within the
smooth slit.  There was none of the purplish, raw look or wrinkled
protruding labia so often seen in older girls and women and that he found
unattractive.  And no hair anywhere on her body.  Her clitoris was quite
large and protruded from the top of her slit, the sensitive tip poking out
from its sheath like a tiny glans.  He took a close-up shot of it as the
little girl trembled under his gaze.

   "You're beautiful, Julie," he said, looking up at her and smiling.  She
looked like a frightened fawn, her eyes wide and staring at him poised just
above her pubes.  "I want you to spread your legs real wide now.  Leave
your skirt like it is and press your hands on your titties.  Push them up.
That's the girl." He moved back a little and took photos showing her
spread-legged and fondling herself from between her legs.  "Now raise your
knees...  Good." Several more clicks and whirs from the camera as he moved
in closer again.

   Julie was in turmoil.  She knew Don was taking photos of her thingy and
she felt awfully exposed and helpless with him between her widespread legs
and her thingy opened right up.  But her nipples were stiff and tingly as
she touched them and the tingles were shooting down into her belly and
between her legs and it felt really nice.  And Don obviously liked her
doing this and liked to look at her down there.

   "Spread your legs wider, sweetie.  Mmmm, yes.  That's it.  Now I want
you to pull yourself open for me.  Bring your hands down here, that's the
girl.  Now put them each side of your cunt...yes, like that.  Feel good?"
He smiled as Julie did as he asked and she glanced up at him, indicating it
did feel nice but the anxious look was still in her eyes.  "Okay, now press
outwards.  That's great.  That opens your little pussy just right.  God,
its beautiful." Don took a series of shots of the sweet pink centre of the
youngster's sex then moved back from between her legs and took a couple
more full-length ones.  "You ever touch yourself down there, Julie?" he
asked her.

   Julie blushed and looked away.  She nodded her head.  "Yes, sometimes,"
she said, her voice unsteady.

   "Good.  I want you to do that for me.  Rub your finger up and down your
pussy.  Don't be shy.  There's no point getting embarrassed now, is there?
I'm going to see every inch of you this afternoon and so are some other
people."

   The little girl froze, then quickly pulled down her skirt and sat up,
her legs together.  She looked around.  "What?  Where..?" She looked up at
the photographer.  "What do you mean?  I can't see anyone else."

   Don laughed.  "I've got a couple of surprises in store for you, sweetie.
After I get a few more photos.  Your mum really didn't fill you in at all.
Look, Julie.  I make porno videos and photos.  You know what they are?" The
little girl looked at him in puzzlement and shook her head.  "They are
photos and films of people doing things with each other.  Sex things.  You
know, like playing with each other's things and sucking and fucking each
other.  Men putting their cocks into girl's holes or jacking off over them
or pissing on them.  Anything that involves men and women and boys and
girls being rude."

   Julie realised he was talking about the things she had seen in the
magazines her mum had had.  That's what they were.  'Porno'.  She nodded
her head and suddenly felt a little more grown-up.  She did know what he
was talking about.  "Yes," she said.  "I saw some of them at home.  It made
me tingle when I was looking at the pictures." She giggled at her boldness.

   Don smiled.  "Well you are going to be in some magazines and a couple of
those movies after this afternoon.  You are going to be the star." He
paused to let that sink in.  The little girl looked up at him expectantly,
her face showing a variety of emotions, not the least one curiosity. 
"That's why I'm taking these photos," he went on.  "They are going to be in
a little girl magazine and men will buy it just to look at you.  They'll
look at your titties and your cunt and arsehole and imagine they are
playing with you and putting their cocks in you.  Then they'll want movies
of you and want to see boys and men doing to you what they can only
imagine."

   Julie found herself getting excited by Don's words in spite of her
nervousnous.  She was going to be a star!  Men wanted to see her!  And she
and her mum would get lots of money and she'd be famous, like those
Hollywood actresses!  Her imagination ran riot.  Then she suddenly realised
the full implications of what Don was saying.  Her tummy knotted in
apprehension and she looked at the man.  "Am I going to have sex?" she
asked him softly, her voice hesitant.

   Don laughed loudly.  "Are you going to have sex?" he repeated.  "Honey
you are going to have sex until its coming out of your ears." He laughed
again.  "How else can you be the star?"

   "But I've never...I don't...." the little girl stammered, her heart
thumping anew.  She saw those 'porno' pictures again in a new light, those
thick men's things going into her instead of the women in the magazines. 
Her stomach churned as she imagined one of them between her legs.

   "Hey, sweetheart," Don soothed, seeing the agitation in her wide blue
eyes.  "You are going to be terrific.  You already are.  You have a body
and pussy men are going to go crazy over."

   "But...but won't it hurt?  I don't know what to do.  I..."

   "Shhh.  There's nothing to worry about.  I'll look after you, don't
worry.  Every girl, and lots of boys, too, get fucked and they all love it
so it certainly can't hurt now, can it?  If it did, no one would have sex
would they?" Julie thought for a moment, then nodded slowly.  "The film I
make of the first time you get fucked will be a huge hit just because its
your first time.  Men like to see that, honey," Don continued.  "Even I am
looking forward to filming your little pussy taking cock for the first time
- and I've seen little girls getting it more times than you've had hot
dinners." He laughed again.  "You are going to be great so don't worry.  As
your mum told you, just do what I say.  Now.  Back to business.  You may as
well take off your skirt now, but leave your shoes and socks on."

   Julie hesitated, her thoughts still in turmoil.  "But where is the man
who'll...." she began, then she stopped when she realised what she was
asking.

   "Who'll fuck you?" Don finished for her.  He was putting a new roll of
film in his camera.  "They're waiting in other parts of the studio, honey.
We'll be making a couple of different movies and they're waiting on their
sets.  But they're watching you on television," he added, nodding at the
camera beside him.  "They'll all be as hard as hell now, I bet," and he
turned to wink into the camera.

   Julie blushed as his words sank in.  "Watching...they?  You mean there's
more than one?" Her tummy tightened.

   "Don't worry about it, Julie.  You are here to pose for me and to do
what I say.  You have no choice so you may as well relax and enjoy it."
Don's voice told her he had finished being friendly and now just wanted to
get his work done.  "I can get tough if I have to, but I'd rather we stayed
friends.  Okay?" She nodded meekly.  "Good.  Just do what I say, put on a
good show and you'll be a star.  Resist, and its still going to happen but
you won't get any more work or money from me.  Its as simple as that.  Now.
Get that skirt off and lie up on the couch."

   Frightened now more by Don's change in attitude than by the thought of
what was going to happen to her, Julie unfastened her skirt and dropped it
to the floor.  She was now naked except for her knee-length socks and black
shoes.  She sat back on the couch, the smooth satin cover cool against her
bare skin.

   "Okay.  Lie back.  That's it.  Now.  Raise your knees and spread your
legs back like before.  Good." His camera clicked.  Julie watched him
photographing her, the camera aimed straight up between her legs.  "Now
pull yourself open again and start fingering yourself." More photos were
taken as her fingers began to stroke the slickened flesh between her legs.
Don saw her labia and clitoris starting to engorge as she became aroused by
her ministrations and he focused in on them.  Her clitoris in particular
attracted him.  It was as large as a grown woman's and he had no doubt it
was going to bring this little girl a great deal of pleasure.  Its size
meant it would always be stimulated whenever she was touched in her cunt.
He felt himself stiffening again as he watched her.  "That's great, Julie,"
he told her.  He reached out and put his hand on her.  "Now I want you to
play with your clit.  This button here," he said, taking hold of the firm
little shaft.  Julie gasped as his touch sent a tingle up through her
thingy and right through her like an electric shock.  He took a photo of
his fingers holding her.  "I'm going to play with your cunt while you do
that, and I'm sure you'll like it." He let go of her clitoris and his
finger moved to the soft, moist flesh between her labia.  He began stroking
up and down the entrance into her, aware of the sticky slickness as her
lubricants began to flow.  Julie caught her breath as he stroked her, her
own fingers fondling her clit, squeezing and tugging on the sensitive
organ, the clicking of the camera fading away as her excitement mounted.

   Don saw the little girl's body tensing, her belly tightening, her
nipples stiff and muscles standing out in her neck and thighs and he
realised she was going to orgasm.  He smiled.  This was going to be
perfect. She was a highly sexed little girl once started and he was in for
a mighty exciting afternoon.  As were the boys and men he had waiting to
use her.  He continued taking photos as he pressed his finger harder
against her, letting it slide into the tight moistness of her vagina. 
Julie moaned and her body arched up as he poked deeper into her.  There was
a resistance, but only for a moment as he buried his finger right inside.
Julie squealed and then her body bucked and squirmed, her breathing loud
gasps and he knew she was climaxing.  Her vagina gripped him, rhythmically
squeezing his finger as she spasmed.  He knew this was all being captured
on video and watched by the actors in the other rooms and he knew it was
going to be a real winner.

   Finally Julie's body relaxed and she settled back onto the couch, her
hands resting in her groin, her chest heaving, her eyes closed.  Don kept
his finger inside her and let her slowly come back.  Julie's eyes opened
and she looked at him, her eyelids droopy with post-orgasmic heaviness. 
She licked her lips.  "Mmmmm," she moaned softly.  "That felt awesome."

   "That was one hell of an orgasm, young lady.  Was it your first?"

   Julie looked at him dreamily.  "I've had feelings like that when I've
touched myself.  But not as fantastic as that was." Her voice was husky and
she cleared her throat.  "Is all sex like that?" she asked.

   Don slowly drew his finger from her vagina, making her squirm and
giggle, and he touched her clitoris.  "This will make your sex like that
all the time, honey.  This little bud here will make you a star."

   "I like you touching it," the youngster said, her legs opening even
wider.

   "Its lovely to hold, but we've got a lot more to do yet." He let go of
her and stood up, his erection clearly visible as it tented his pants.  The
girl's eyes dropped to it and widened.  He looked down at himself.  "Sorry,
sweetie.  You don't get to see mine yet.  Maybe later.  I have to keep this
up so I know whether the movies are working or not.  I lose my stiffy, the
film's no good.  But don't worry.  There's a few other stiff cocks waiting
for you, believe me."

   Julie blushed, becoming flustered at his words and at the fact that she
was curious to see Don's thingy.  She was aware enough now to know that it
had gone hard like the man's had been who had been on top of her mother
that morning.  And she wanted to look at it properly.

   Don put his camera down and walked over to his bench and picked up
another video camera.  "Okay, sweetie.  We are going to make your first
video," he said as he walked back to her.  "You just do as I tell you. 
Right?"

   Julie nodded, butterflies starting all over again, her dreamy
post-orgasmic state rapidly dissipating.  This was it.  She sat up
nervously, not knowing what to expect and was suddenly very conscious of
her nudity and the swollen feel of her aroused genitals between her legs as
she brought her thighs together.

   Don noticed her anxiety and sat down beside her.  "Julie, you have a
fortune here between your legs," he said, his hand going into the little
girl's lap and touching her.  "And it is really valuable to me right up
until you start getting hairs.  The people who buy my films only like girls
too young to have pussy hair.  Some of them like to see them getting fucked
by men and boys, but most of them like more explicit things and that is
what I do.  I make movies for very special clients.  I'm going to have you
doing things you can't imagine; and they'll make you very rich.  But only
for a couple of years, until you start developing.  After that, you either
retire with your fortune," he smiled at her, "Or you go into making adult
movies with other directors.  If you don't think you can let men and boys
do whatever they want to you, or don't want to be my star performer, you
had better back out now." He paused and looked at her, his finger pressing
into her moist slit.  "When my clients see those photos of you and see this
pretty cunt, they'll want much more.  But its up to you."

   "I do want to be a star," Julie blurted out anxiously.  "I'm just a bit
scared I won't know what to do.  What sort of things will men do to me?"
she asked.

   "They'll do all sorts of things, honey.  Some of the things you might
not like doing, but, if you are a star actress, it doesn't matter.  A star
just does what is required of her.  I'm not going to tell you what the men
will do.  You either want to be my star and we get started, or you don't
and we finish up now."

   Julie felt a twinge of fear.  It sounded like Don was going to finish
her career before it had begun.  "I do want to be in the movies.  Really I
do!" she said hurriedly.  "I'll do what you want."

   "Good girl.  I knew you would but I have to be sure.  I'd lose a lot of
money if we got started and you then pulled out.  I really think you'll end
up liking what gets done to you, honey.  Looking at your cunt I can see you
get excited easily and that's really important.  If you get excited like
you did when I played with you and like you are now as I touch you, you'll
like the other men and boys touching you just as much and things will be
fine." He puled his hand away from her lap and picked up his camera. 
"We're going to start off easy for you.  Just you and a boy.  I guarantee
you'll like making a movie with Pete.  Are you ready?" He stood up.

   Julie nodded.  She was already beginning to feel excited, even though
her nervousness was still with her.  Again, it was that nice tingling
feeling between her legs that Don had created that gave her the desire to
go on.  She wanted that feeling to be repeated over and over again and she
hoped that would happen if she made the movies.  She waited expectantly on
the couch, her hands pressed to her groin.

   "Send Pete in now, Frank," Don said, looking into the camera that had
been recording everything.

   Julie turned at the sound of the door at the end of the studio opening
and saw a young boy come in.  He came confidently towards them and was
looking straight at her with a smile on his face.  He looked to be about
eleven or twelve, just starting to show signs of puberty in his manner and
muscle structure, although he was slender and his face was boyish.  He had
a nice smile, deep blue eyes and fine blond hair cut short.  There was an
ear-ring in his right ear that glittered in the light.  He was barefoot,
wearing a pair of torn-off shorts and a singlet.  His skin was tanned and
smooth and Julie thought he looked quite a spunk.  This may not be so bad
after all, she thought, her eyes fixed on him.  As he approached she saw
his eyes looking at her titties and down into her lap.  He knew what he was
there for, she thought, the butterflies re-surfacing and she swallowed
nervously.

   "Julie, this is Pete.  Pete, Julie.  Pete is a star of many of my
movies, Julie, and, if you do well with him, I think you will be in many
many more in the future with him."

   "Hi, Julie," the boy said, standing in front of her.

   "Hi," she responded, raising her eyes to meet his.

   "Now you've met, let's get on with it, shall we?" Don said, grinning. 
"Pete's been watching you on video since you arrived, honey, and I'm sure
he's eager to sample the real thing.  Especially after this last bit. 
Right, kiddo?"

   Pete laughed and rubbed the front of his shorts.  "Right," he agreed,
his eyes roaming over her.

   Don raised the camera.  "Okay, Julie.  I'll be telling you what to do
and you can talk to me and look at me.  I want it to look as though I'm
your father and I'm teaching you and your brother to have sex while I film
you.  Not far from the real thing, is it?" he smiled.  "Right-oh, Julie. 
We'll start by you being 'asleep' on the couch.  Lie down on your back. 
Put one foot on the floor and the other on the couch.  That way I can get
to see that beautiful pussy." He turned to Pete.  "You're going to love
Julie's cunt, Pete.  Tight and hot and even better in reality than on the
screen." Pete looked at Julie's sex as the young girl self-consciously
positioned herself as instructed, a blush colouring her cheeks as she heard
them talking so explicitly about her.  Don touched the little girl's thigh,
pulling her leg a little wider then let his hand slide up to her groin and
spread her labia.  "That's better," he said looking at the way the slim
folds stayed slightly apart when he released them.  "We will be able to see
your pussy lips when we come in.  You just stay as though you are asleep on
the couch, Julie.  Pete and I will come in like we're coming home and find
you.  I'll take it from there.  You just need to do what I say.  Okay?"

   The little girl looked at the boy, then up at the man.  Her heart was
thumping but she managed a nervous smile and nodded.

   "You are supposed to be a virgin so it won't matter if you look nervous
or unsure, or don't do things right.  But you must do what I say.  No ifs.
No buts.  Understood?" She nodded again.  "Lets get started," Don said. 
"Make out your asleep, Julie.  Come on, Pete.  We'll come in through the
main door." He put his arm around the boy's shoulders and they moved across
the studio and out the door.

   Don had 'found' Pete when he was only seven years old.  He was from a
very poor family and Don had spotted him in a dank alleyway, filthy dirty
and dressed in rags, scrounging for rubbish.  He had seen the boy's beauty
in spite of the poverty and set out to get him.  It had been very easy, a
few visits to his mother's shack, an offer of a lot of money and the boy
was his.  Don had then introduced the youngster immediately into his
business, having the boy fucked on camera by himself and another man the
first night he had him.  The following night he had the boy introduced to
sex with a woman by including him in a film with the same man and a woman.
From there he had Pete having sex with other boys, girls and even animals.
The boy had been a natural, enjoying the attention he got from the adults,
the loving, the fondling and stroking and the sexual games they played with
him.  He enjoyed being fucked.  He had welcomed men's penises into his
anus, loved the feel of being stretched wide by the hard hot flesh, the
feel of it pistoning inside his body and the thrusts and shudders as the
man spurted into him.  He basked in the praise and love the men who used
his body gave to him when they finished.  He had used the knowledge he
gained from being fucked by the men to understand how women must feel as
they were fucked and this helped him perform better when he was with women
or little girls.  Don had been amazed at Pete's love of sex and his
insatiable appetite for it.  The kid had a nice sized cock, even as a seven
year old and it seemed to be perpetually ready for action.  He had also
been able to ejaculate from nine years old, although he had had climaxes
right from the beginning, and this made him a real treasure for his films.
Pete could climax, not lose his erection and climax again several times a
day.  It never ceased to surprise Don and this ability seemed to be
improving the more Pete had sex.  Pete lived and slept with Don and the two
of them had what both considered the perfect relationship.

   MOVIE NUMBER 1

   "Okay, Pete," Don said to the lad.  "In we go.  You're going to really
enjoy this little one." He began filming and pushed the door open.  Pete
walked into the room and Don followed closely behind, his camera showing
the naked girl on the couch over the boy's shoulder.

   "Hey, son," he said softly.  "Have a look at your sister.  She's gone to
sleep and forgot to put her pj's on."

   Pete looked at the nude girl then turned towards the camera.  "Gosh,
dad. She looks all tuckered out.  What shall we do?"

   "You ever seen her naked before, Pete?  You ever seen any girl naked
before?"

   "No, dad.  Except when she was real little.  I've seen some books at
school with naked women in them, though."

   "Your sister's a little different to full grown women.  Would you like
to have a look at her, son?"

   "Guess I would, dad.  But what if she wakes up?"

   "Don't worry about that.  She'll do what I tell her or I'll tan her bare
arse.  I reckon its time you learned about being a man just like my dad
taught me with your Aunt Jean.  And I reckon its time your sister learned
how to pleasure us guys."

   The boy looked surprised.  "Grandpa let you look at Aunt Jean?  Wow! 
She's a real looker!"

   "She was only five then, boy.  And my dad got us to do more than look.
He made us do sex things."

   "Wow!  You want me to do sex things with Sarah?"

   "Would you like to?"

   "I'm stiff already!" Pete grinned into the camera and looked down.  Don
panned down the boy's front to film him fondling an obvious erection in his
shorts.

   "She's all yours, son.  What about just having a look at her before you
wake her up.  Look at her little tits.  Her nipples will get bigger when
her tits grow, but they are still big enough to suck on.  They look stiff,
don't they?" He videotaped Julie as he was talking, lingering on the
shallow bumps on her chest with their candy-pink tips.

   Pete knelt beside the couch and gazed at his naked 'sister', his eyes
roving from her chest to the bare mound between her legs.  Julie was aware
of him there and had been listening to their talk, her heart beating
rapidly in nervous anticipation of what was to come.  She felt him move and
knew he was going lower, towards her groin.  She wanted to open her eyes to
see what was going on but thought Don would get angry if he noticed so she
stayed 'asleep'.

   "Boy, dad.  Look at Sarah's pussy.  You can see all of it 'cause she's
got no hair." Pete was staring between Julie's thighs and Don filmed him
looking at her sex.  The boy leaned forward until he was only an inch or so
above her and he looked up at the camera.  "Can I touch it, dad?" he asked
innocently.

   "Sure, buddy.  Its all yours."

   Pete reached out his finger and touched the top of Julie's slit, right
at the base of her clitoris.  The little girl gave an involuntary twitch as
a bolt of sensation tingled through her and goosebumps rose on her skin. 
She was still sensitive down there and Pete's touch was re-kindling the
excitement she had felt earlier.  "She looks like she's got a little dick,
dad," he said and he slid his finger down her clitoris causing her to
tighten up.  She had to force herself to remain still.

   "That's her clit, son.  Its the most sensitive part of a girl, like the
end of your cock.  Learn how to play and touch that properly and you'll
please every girl you fuck.  Sarah's is very big compared to most which
means she'll really enjoy having sex."

   While Don was talking and filming, Pete was running his finger up and
down Julie's slit, between the soft folds of her labia, gradually letting
it push further into her.  Julie could feel herself becoming wet and her
breathing quickened.  She wanted to squeeze her legs together.

   "Lick her clit, son.  Girls like that," Don said.

   Pete looked up in surprise.  "Lick it?"

   "Its great, son.  There is nothing like the taste of pussy and nothing
like sucking on a girl's clit.  Go on and try it.  See if I'm not right."

   Pete turned slowly back towards his 'sister' as though uncertain about
what he was going to do.  He licked his lips and tentatively lowered his
face towards Julie's clitoris, Don moving around to capture the scene. 
Julie could feel his breath on her and her muscles tensed.  Pete stuck out
his tongue and gave a slow lick along the length of her clitoris and Julie
clamped her lips together to stop herself from crying out.  She had never
felt anything like that, the smooth slippery feel of his tongue on her. 
She was disappointed it had been so fleeting.

   Pete was looking at the camera, a look of concentration on his face as
he considered the taste of his 'sister'.  He gradually smiled and said to
his 'father', "She tastes great, dad.  Just like you said." He turned back
to lower his face onto her again, his fingers gently resuming the stroking
up and down in the valley of her now well-lubricated sex.

   "Suck on it, Pete," Don said.  "Take it between your lips and suck it as
though you want to suck milk out of it."

   Pete needed no encouragement to do this.  It was one of his specialties,
with both men and women.  He took Julie's distended flesh between his lips
and pressed his mouth around it.  It felt like a tiny penis in his mouth
and he began sucking on it, running the tip of his tongue softly around its
bulbous head as he did to the cocks he fellated.  Julie couldn't prevent
the cry this time as Pete worked on her tender flesh and her hands grabbed
his head.  Pete acted surprised and jerked back, looking up at the camera.

   "She's awake, dad," he said as though worried he would be in trouble.

   Don moved back to allow him to film along the couch to include all of
his 'children' in the scene.  "Its okay, son." The camera moved around the
couch until it was looking down on Julie's face.  She showed disappointment
at the sudden stop to Pete's activities, as well as the nervousness that
was real, caused by being uncertain as to what to do next.

   "What's the idea of lying out here naked, young lady?" Don asked her
sternly.  "You trying to tease your brother and me, hey?" The little girl
looked at him blankly, not knowing how to respond.  "You trying to get us
horny letting us see your cunt and tits?" She shook her head looking
confused.  "Well I don't believe you," Don responded.  "Look at your
brother.  You've made him horny, lying there with your legs open, inviting
him to look at your cunt." He stepped back to include Pete in the shot. 
The boy was standing by Julie's hip, his shorts jutting out in front and he
was rubbing himself slowly.  Julie looked at her 'brother' then back up at
her 'father'.  She knew she had to start acting her role if she wanted to
be a star.

   "I was hot, daddy," she said, looking guilty and contrite, her hand
going down between her legs and covering herself.  She got a surprise to
feel how wet she was there.  "I didn't mean to fall asleep."

   "That's no excuse, you shameless thing.  You wanted us to look at your
cunt, didn't you." Don responded sternly.

   "No, daddy.  Honest.  My panties were all sweaty.  That's why I took
them off.  I was going to get new ones but I fell asleep."

   "I don't believe you.  You've been playing with yourself.  Look how wet
your cunt is."

   "But daddy..." Julie began, starting to enjoy the role of innocent
victim.

   "Quiet!  You've got your brother all turned on by your shamelessness. 
You'll have to fix him up."

   The little girl looked up at the camera, a puzzled look on her face. 
"How will I do that?" she asked.

   "Sit up," her 'father' said and Julie sat up, swinging her feet to the
floor.  "Keep your legs wide apart, young lady.  You wanted to show us your
cunt so keep your legs open so we can see it."

   "But daddy..."

   "You do exactly as I say, missy, or I'll tan your backside.  Open them."

   The little girl reluctantly opened her legs and Don came around and
knelt in front of her, the camera seeking her still swollen vulva.  He
noticed that Julie's clitoris was still distended and realised she was
aroused by what was going on.

   "Look at what you've done to your brother," he said to her.  He turned
to Pete.  "Show her what she's done, son."

   Pete pulled himself out from the leg of his shorts and suddenly Julie
was face to face with his penis.  Her eyes widened and her mouth went dry.
She stared at it.  She was now looking close-up at the thing she had caught
a glimpse of in her mother's bedroom - the thing that she had seen in those
magazines - the thing that she knew all men and boys had.  But how
different it was to what she had thought.  Seeing it throbbing and moving
with the boy's heartbeat and knowing it was something she was going to
touch and be touched by made it an awesome sight.  Pete's penis was about
six inches long and had a swollen head with a flared rim that looked like
the head of a mushroom on a stalk.  The shaft was smooth and thick with a
pronounced ridge running up its underside.  Julie could see a slit in the
end of Pete's organ and it seemed to be wet around this hole.  Pete held
himself at the base and pointed himself at her.

   "Look at that you naughty girl," Don said, his camera capturing the
little girl's first look at the boy's penis.  "You've made Pete's cock
stiff.  You're going to have to help him make it go down now.  Stand up."

   Julie stood up, her eyes still glued to the boy's thing.  It was only an
inch from her own thing and Pete was aiming it straight at her.

   "Undress your brother, Sarah," Don instructed.  "Take his singlet off."
Julie did as she was told, taking hold of the hem of Pete's singlet,
conscious as she did so that her hands were almost touching his organ. 
Pete was almost a foot taller than her and she had to stretch upwards to
lift his singlet to pull it over his head.  As she did so, her body had to
move closer to his and she jumped when she felt Pete's thing press against
her belly.  It was hot and hard and she jerked back in surprise, her skin
wet where he had touched.

   "Take it easy!" Pete growled as her jerk back pulled his singlet off.

   "I'm sorry," Julie stammered awkwardly, her eyes looking down at herself
then at his penis.  "I didn't mean to...  It was..." The feel of his thing
touching her had unnerved her.  It had felt like nothing she had ever felt
before - hot, hard and smooth yet with a spongy softness.  And her skin
shone with the wet stuff that had come from it.

   "You take a little more care, missy," her 'father' warned her.  "Now
kneel down and take his pants off."

   The little girl knelt, her eyes coming in line with the boy's erection.
He let go of it and it sprang almost verticle.  Her eyes travelled slowly
up its length, her breath catching in her throat.  Up close, she realised
his thing was really quite beautiful.  She could see that its skin was
almost transparent and she could see lots of tiny veins and blood vessels
beneath it.  There were some larger, puffy veins that wriggled up the
length of the shaft, dark blue against the pink of his rigid flesh.  The
broad, swollen tube running up the underside of the organ led to what
appeared to be a split in the mushroom shaped head.  From her angle now,
Julie thought the head of Pete's thing looked a bit like a helmet.  The
skin where it joined the shaft looked smooth and tight and seemed to be
gathered at that point.  She could see a clear drop of liquid glistening at
the very tip.

   "Come on, girl," her 'father' growled.  "Stop gawking at your brother's
dick and take his shorts off.  "You'll get plenty of time to look at it,
don't you worry."

   Julie reached up and hooked her fingers in Pete's shorts.  He stood
there unmoving, watching her.  She began pulling his pants down then
realised she was going to have to pull them over his thing.  She hesitated
for a moment, uncertain how to proceed for fear of upsetting Pete or Don.
Neither of them said or did anything so she continued pulling the shorts
down, Pete's thing being forced down by the material until it was
completely covered.  Julie looked up as she lowered his pants, feeling the
resistance caused by his distended member trapped beneath them.  She had to
lean forward as she took the shorts lower and suddenly they were low enough
to release Pete's penis and it sprang upwards, hitting her under the chin
and sliding wetly up the side of her face.  She gasped and jerked back,
letting the shorts drop around Pete's ankles.

   Pete and Don both laughed and the little girl blushed when she realised
they were both expecting that to happen.  Pete stepped out of his shorts
and stood there naked in front of her.  Julie passed her hand over the
sticky smear that had streaked up her face and looked at him and her heart
pounded even harder than ever.  Her face flushed and her stomach was
churning as she was suddenly confronted with the nude boy.  He is
beautiful, was her first thought, her emotions in turmoil.  She was both
scared and entranced by the sight of the boy before her.  She could only
stare at him in fascination, noticing the dangling sack hanging beneath his
upright organ for the first time.  The sack held what appeared to be two
large eggs and, from the way the skin was stretched down and the way it
swayed between the boy's smooth thighs, the eggs were quite heavy.  Pete's
body was completely hairless, just a fine down on his shins and forearms
and a sparse sprinkle of wispy blonde hairs on his pubes giving a hint of
his maturing.  His belly was flat and firm, his navel deeply indented, his
chest showing developing muscles yet still with a boyish slimness.  His
nipples were prominent, dark brown and jutting outwards from his chest.  He
was tanned all over and his skin looked like satin with a soft sheen under
the strong lights.  Julie felt herself trembling as she gazed at him, aware
of a strengthening tingle between her legs.  Her eyes settled back onto his
sex and she realised she wanted to touch it, wanted to have it touch her.
She wanted to do anything she could to please this beautiful boy and make
him like her.

   Don broke into her thoughts.  "Okay, Petey.  Lie on the couch and your
sister is going to take care of that stiff piece of meat of yours."

   Pete moved around her to lie down on the couch and Julie's eyes followed
him, taking in his smooth tanned back and firm rounded buttocks as he
passed her.  When he raised his leg to step up onto the couch exposing the
pale flesh in the valley between his buttocks, she caught a glimpse of his
darker bottom hole and the back of his dangling sack and she realised that,
from now on, no part of him or her was going to be secret or private.  Her
bottom was going to be looked at and filmed, just like her titties and
thingy were, and Pete and Don - and the other actors she now knew were
waiting somewhere else in the studio - were going to see every bit of her
just like she was seeing every bit of Pete.  And she was going to see other
men and maybe other boys besides Pete!  See their things and all their
private parts!  She felt almost dizzy with the over-whelming feelings these
thoughts brought.  She was suddenly filled with nervous anticipation.

   "Get up on the couch with your brother, Sarah," Don said, moving around
to get the best views of what he now planned to occur.  "Sit in between
Pete's legs."

   Julie rose slightly unsteadily to her feet and turned towards the couch.
Pete was lying on his back, his arms beside him and his legs slightly
apart. His thing stuck up above his belly and his sack hung down between
his legs.  She crawled across him, conscious of the dampness between her
legs as she spread them to sit crosslegged between Pete's.  Don had moved
above Pete's head and was filming down the young boy's body, Julie's spread
sex filling his viewfinder.  Again, he was struck by the size of her
engorged clitoris as it stood out prominently above the top of her slit. 
He knew all of the men waiting in the other studios and watching what was
going on here would be eager to get a feel of it - and he knew a couple of
them would be working out how to make best use of it.

   "Well get to it girl," her 'father' ordered.  "You made Pete all horny.
You fix him up."

   She looked up at him timidly.  "I don't know what to do, daddy," she
said truthfully.

   Don snorted.  "Play with his balls to start with."

   So that's what they're called, Julie thought, looking at the large sack
nestling between Pete's legs.  She had no idea what Don meant by 'play'
with them, but she reached out and took hold of the sack.  As she picked it
up, she was amazed at the softness of the skin and the slipperiness of the
'balls' inside.  She cradled it in her hand, the balls sliding around on
her palm, and looked at this marvelous part.  The skin of the sack was just
a thin membrane covered in tiny blood vessels and she could feel two thick
tubes inside coming from Pete's groin and attached to the two eggs.  The
eggs themselves were firm but rubbery and she liked the feel as she
squueezed them.

   "Oww!  Not so hard!" Pete cried as she squeezed and she dropped them in
shock.

   "Be gentle with them, Sarah," Don said.  "They are very sensitive.  You
can be a bit harder with Pete's cock if you want.  Take hold of it."

   Chastened, Julie looked up at Pete to say sorry, then tentatively took
hold of his hard penis, lifting it until it was pointing upright.  Her
groin tingled at the feel of this thing, so hot and hard between her
fingers and too thick for her fingers to go right around.  She could feel
it pulsing, just like a heart beating but more faintly.  Pete groaned
softly as her fingers took hold of him and he raised his buttocks to push
himself up towards her.

   "Frig him," Don said.  "Rub your hand up and down it."

   Julie did as Don asked, pumping her hand up and down and feeling the
thin outer skin moving up and down over the harder, lumpier flesh beneath.
Pete caught his breath and began thrusting up and down in counter to her
movements.  She very quickly understood the rhythm he was creating and
could see him tensing up.  Instinct seemed to take over and she knew Pete
was building up for something, that what she was doing was okay for him. 
She concentrated on her rubbing, looking at the rod of boy-flesh she was
pleasuring and becoming more and more aroused herself.  She noticed stuff
leaking out from the tip of Pete's penis and dribbling down his shaft with
her movements until it was helping her fingers slide over his skin.

   "Kiss it," she heard Don say and, without hesitation, she leaned forward
and kissed the top of Pete's thing.  Pete gave a cry, thrust himself up at
her while at the same time grabbing her hand and holding it around himself
and, with his other hand, grabbing her head and holding it at the top of
his penis.  He held still, then Julie's mouth was sprayed with hot liquid
and she felt his penis throbbing and pulsating in her hand.  She had no
idea what was happening but she could do nothing to stop it.  She thought
at first that Pete was weeing on her but the liquid was coming in powerful
spurts instead of a steady stream, and it felt thicker.  Some entered
between her lips and she tasted a creamy fluid like the Clag paste she used
at school.  Pete was grunting and jerking beneath her, but he still had
hold of her head and hand and was still dictating her movements.

   "Great!  Fucking great!" Don cried out as the boy climaxed, his camera
catching every burst of semen that came out onto Julie.  He almost came
himself.  The sight of his young star coming always excited him and had, at
times, made him come himself, especially if it was when he and Pete were
sharing their bed.  The youngster seemed to have not only an insatiable
appetite for anything sexual, but was blessed by being very well endowed
equipment wise and extremely well supplied with semen from his large
testes. To watch it now splattering the pretty face of his new young star
was even more exciting.

   Finally Pete finished and gradually relaxed back onto the couch, his
breathing deep gasps and his young body quivering.  Julie slowly raised her
head as Pete relaxed his grip on her and felt blobs of his fluids dripping
off her mouth and chin onto her chest and dribbling coldly downwards.  She
wiped her mouth and looked at the creamy paste on her fingers.  It was like
a greyish paste with lumps of white mixed in it combined with a slippery
clear liquid.  She looked at it sliding down her front leaving slick
'snail-trails' on her skin.  One blob had slid down over her pubic mound
and rested on the base of her clitoris.  She swiped it off with her finger
sending a powerful tingle through her as she touched her sensitive flesh.

   "Here, Sarah," Don said, handing her a handkerchief while he continued
filming.  "Clean your brother up first, then yourself."

   Julie looked at Pete's thing.  It was still hard and the top was coated
in his discharge and a thick thread of it oozed from the slit in its tip
and pooled in his navel.  Pete was lying there, hands by his sides just
looking at himself and her.  She reached out and took hold of his shaft
again, bringing it upright and wiping the head and shaft with the hanky. 
Then, still holding it, she cleaned the fluid from off his belly.

   "Did you like that?" Don asked.  Julie looked at him and nodded,
wondering whether that was the end of the movie until she saw that the man
was still filming.  This was still part of the 'acting'.  "That's how men
come.  That gooey stuff is a man's sperm and your job is to make it come
out of their dicks.  That's the only way you can satisfy men and make their
cocks go down.  You did good for Pete.  Now clean yourself up."

   Julie wiped her chest and belly, then began to wipe her face on the now
sticky hanky, some of Pete's sperm going into her mouth from her lips.  She
had no alternative but to swallow it and found the taste not unpleasant. 
Don noticed her licking it from her lips.

   "You like the taste of cum do you, Sarah?  Maybe you can go around naked
all the time to get Pete and me horny so you can get lots more of it."

   "I'm still horny, dad," Pete said, leaning up on his elbows.  His penis
was still as hard as it was at the beginning.

   "I guess you're going to have to fuck your sister then, Pete.  You want
to stick that cock of your's up your sister's cunt?  Or do you want to
jack-off again."

   "I'd rather fuck her," Pete said, looking at Julie.

   The little girl's tummy lurched.  This was it.  She was going to get
that thing stuck up between her legs.  It looked to be too big.  Her heart
raced.

   "I guess you might have to make Sarah ready, son.  You get up and let
her lie down.  That's right.  Sarah you lie down and keep those legs open.
Suck on her tits a bit, Pete," Don said when they were positioned.

   The boy knelt beside Julie and bent forward, his lips brushing over the
slight swell of her breast towards her nipple.  She drew in her breath as
he pressed over the stiff little nub and began nibbling gently on the very
tip of her nipple with his teeth.  Pleasurable tingles rippled from her
breasts deep into her groin and she moaned.  He pressed his hand on her
lower belly, his fingers curving over her bare pubic mound and pulling her
sex upwards, his fingers digging into her tender flesh, either side of her
clit.  The little girl began to moan as her body was aroused so expertly by
her young lover.

   "Move down to her pussy, son," Don instructed and the boy slid his mouth
down Julie's body, his tongue teasing her navel before descending over her
bare pubes to her swollen genitals.  She was hot and moist and he smelled
her arousal as he took her clitoris between his lips and massaged the
hardened flesh.

   A wave of pleasure swept through her and Julie's hand moved up Pete's
bare thighs as he knelt beside her and she took hold of his dangling balls.
Mindful of hurting him earlier, she gently fondled the heavy sack, rolling
the smooth eggs around on her palm.  Through desire-hazed eyes she could
see the boy's erection jutting out over her hand and looking even bigger
than it had before.  Its head looked raw and wet, glistening in the bright
lights.  She cried out as Pete moved his mouth downwards to cover her
spread sex and his tongue began prodding her cleft, forcing itself inside
her vagina.  Her head tossed from side to side as the sensations became
almost unbearable, her hand gently squeezing his balls and pulling down on
his scrotum.

   "I think she's ready to fuck now, son," Don said, conscious of the
timing of the film.  He knew Pete would go for hours if he let him and it
was nearing the time for this feature to finish.

   Pete took his mouth from between his 'sister's' legs and looked up at
the camera, his mouth glistening with a mixture of his saliva and the
little girl's lubricants.  Her smell filled his senses, the musky essence
from her sex strong enough so that even Don could smell her arousal.  He
looked at Julie's pussy and saw her labia were swollen and puffy and her
inner flesh was bright coral pink from his ministrations.  Whitish cream
oozed from the slit of her vagina and her clitoris stuck out stiffly.  He
moved himself downwards, twisting until he was kneeling between Julie's
spread thighs.  Then, hands either side of her chest, he straightened his
legs and lowered himself until his penis was touching her pubic mound.  He
looked into her eyes, seeing the apprehension in them as he slowly wriggled
his erection down between her legs until the glans nudged at her entrance,
making sure Don was able to get good views of his actions.

   Julie felt Pete's thing against her down there and a flicker of fear
went through her.  There was no turning back now.  She was going to be
fucked.  She looked up at the naked boy above her, her hands going up to
grasp his waist.  She could feel his muscles hard beneath his warm skin and
her hands moved to the curve of his hips.  He was arched from the groin
upwards and she looked down between their bodies, seeing his hard organ
disappearing below the swell of her pubic mound.  She was conscious of Don
lying down between Pete's spread legs, his camera aiming up between them
and filming the boy's invasion of her.  Then Pete began to press inwards
with his buttocks and she felt the hot blunt thickness of him seeking entry
into her.  She was so slick down there from Pete's saliva and her own
discharge that there was almost no resistance and the head of Pete's penis
slipped easily into the mouth of her vagina, spreading wide her virginal
opening.  Julie gasped as she felt the intrusion, the boy's thickness
causing a pleasurable twinge of pain as it stretched her for that first
time.  He continued to press steadily inwards and she felt him slowly
opening her inside, the hard organ entering into her tight passageway and
little twinges of pain combining with a deeper pleasure to give her
feelings so unlike anything she had ever experienced before.  Her breaths
came in sharp gasps as Pete slowly moved inwards, finding a slight
resistance to his progress that caused him stop.  He began to exert more
pressure and Julie squealed as he suddenly jerked forward, his pubic bone
pressed against her's.  He was fully embedded in her and the sharp pain
Julie had felt gave way to a feeling of being stuffed and she held her
breath, wondering what was to come.  Pete kept himself motionless for
several seconds, adjusting his weight on his extended arms, looking down on
his young lover.  Then he began to rotate his hips causing his penis to
delve around deep inside Julie and rubbing the smooth flesh of his pubes
over her clitoris.  A strong wave of pleasure caused her to grip him
tightly and her own hips began to move in automatic response.  Pete began
to move himself in and out, his shaft swelling even more as his excitement
built and massaging her tight passageway.  His testes swung and she could
feel them banging in against her bottom as he thrust inwards, adding to her
sensations of pleasure.  Her whole lower body seemed to be engulfed in pure
sensation and she was losing control of her senses.

   The young boy increased his tempo and his pressure and Julie finally
succumbed to the unceasing build-up of pleasure and gave a squeal and her
body began to twist and writhe beneath him.  This was the trigger for his
own release and he buried himself in her as a gush of semen burst from his
penis into her.  Powerful spasms jerked his penis as he spurted and he
pulled out from her so Don could film his essence spraying out onto her
distended sex and belly, something he knew Don wanted to see.  He then
pushed himself back into the little girl's sex to finish his discharge,
feeling her flesh clamping rhythmically around him from her own orgasm.

   Slowly their climaxes eased and their bodies began to relax, Pete
lowering himself until he was lying over the top of Julie, his hands on her
chest, his fingers holding her nipples.  Both children were glistening with
sweat and Don panned the camera up from between Pete's legs, lingering on
his softly hanging scrotum and the pale cleft between his spread buttocks,
his darker, crinkled anus clearly visible.  Then Don swept slowly up over
the boy's rounded, tanned buttocks and up the smooth expanse of his back.
He eased himself off the couch and moved around the children, his own
breathing short and his erection straining in his pants.  The kid was
certainly proving to be a find, maybe even as great as Pete.  She certainly
seemed to enjoy her first fuck, he thought, and comes quite easily and
quite obviously, something his clients liked.

   He focussed on the young girl's face, flushed from her orgasm, her eyes
half closed.  Her hands were rubbing slowly up and down Pete's back and the
boy had his face buried into her neck.  Don could see Pete's fingers
gripping the little nipple as he knelt down beside her and he zoomed in on
it before moving back and up again.  He gave Pete's backside a light smack.
"Get up, son.  Let's see if your sister's cured your stiffy," he said,
getting back into his role.

   Pete raised himself on his arms again and Julie looked down as he began
to withdraw from inside her.  His erection had subsided and his soft penis
stretched as her vagina contracted reflexively around it.  She shuddered in
pleasure as she felt it being pulled out of her, her skin clinging to it.
It looked thinner and she could see Pete's large testicles dangling beyond
it, even looser than they had been earlier.  Then the boy's cock pulled out
completely with a squishy 'plop' and swung from his bare pubes.  The head
was glistening with wetness and a thread of his jissom hung out of its tip.
She could also see traces of blood on it, mixed in with the drying juices
coating the shaft.  There was an emptiness between her legs.

   Don focussed on Pete's soft cock, making sure the evidence of Julie's
virginity was clear.  "Looks like it worked, son," he said.  "Your dick's
all wrung out."

   Pete looked at his 'father' and grinned, wriggling his hips so his organ
jiggled.  "It won't be for long, pa." He looked down at his 'sister'.  "You
know what, sis?  I'm sure glad you went to sleep showing your cunt like you
did.  You can do it all the time from now on.  Don't you reckon, dad?"

   "She had better, son," Don replied, fading the scene out as he spoke. 
"She'd better."

   He stood up, lowering the camera.  "That was great, you two." He looked
down at Julie as Pete stood up off the couch.  "You looked as though you
enjoyed that fuck."

   Julie smiled shyly and nodded, her eyes swinging over to where Pete was
wiping his penis with a towel.

   "Pete's pretty good at wielding that cock of his, sweetie.  You were
lucky he was your first.  We've got another film to do now so you'd better
get yourself wiped off.  You can have another session with Pete when we're
done for the day, if you can take it," he smiled.

   Pete threw the towel to her as she groggily sat up.  He walked
unashamedly naked over to her her, his penis curving out in front of him as
he watched the little girl clean between her legs and on her stomach where
he had spurted on her.  "I'd like to fuck you again," he said.  'You've got
a sweet little pussy."

   She glanced up at him and smiled shyly.  She was getting used to the
language the man and boy used to her and, in fact, was enjoying their
coarseness.  "I'd like that too," she said softly, glancing again at his
genitals.

   "Come on," Don interrupted.  "Stop distracting her you horny young
bastard," he said good-naturedly to Pete.  "I want you to put this on for
your next film, sweetie," he said, handing Julie a piece of filmy cloth. 
"Take off your shoes and socks and put this on."

   She held it up and saw it was a very thin lace shorty pyjama top.  It
looked extremely sexy and expensive to her and she put it beside her and
began undoing her shoe.  Pete knelt in front of her and began taking off
her other shoe and she saw that he was looking at her between her legs
while he did it.  She opened her legs a little wider and she saw him grin.
When he had removed her shoe and sock he suddenly leaned in between her
thighs and ran his tongue up her slit and sat back laughing as she doubled
over in surprise.  She sat back up and grinned at the boy squatting
cheekily before her, so confident in his sexuality.  She could see Don
frowning so quickly removed her other sock in case he became abrupt again
and spoiled the way she was feeling right now.  She picked up the top and
slipped it over her head and stood up, Pete rising with her.

   "Phew!!" he whistled appreciatively.  "That looks sexy."

   The lace was soft against her skin and the hem came to the top of her
thighs, just hiding her pubes.  The material was almost transparent, a hint
of her nipples showing through the pale cream lacy fabric.

   "It sure does," Don said, his eyes travelling over her.  He was loading
a new video into the camera.  "Lets go make this next movie."

   =========== pt 2============

   STAR - PART 2



   PREAMBLE: The story so far:- Julie, our 9 year old heroine has been
brought to a photographer by her mother who wants her to become a star. 
The photographer has offered stardom in his movies as long as Julie does as
he requests without question.  The little girl agreed and Don, the
photographer, takes a series of more and more provocative photographs until
Julie is posing naked and totally exosed.  He then tells her she can earn
lots of money in his movies as the star but that, to become a star, she has
to do things with boys and men.  Julie is nervous but agrees and meets
Peter, an eleven year old boy who is already a star (and Don's lover).  She
makes her first porno movie and loses her virginity with Peter.  Julie
actually enjoys making the movie and having sex and is willing, although
still nervous, to make the other movies Don has planned for her.........



   MOVIE NUMBER 2

   Don led Julie out of the room and into the next studio through the door
Pete had come through earlier.  Pete followed behind, unconcerned about his
nudity.  Julie could see the photographer's cock was stiff as his pants
poked out in front of him.  She got a deliciously naughty sense of
satisfaction seeing it as it meant the man was excited by her so she must
have done okay.  She looked around the studio as they came in, expecting to
see another boy or man.  The small room looked deserted, though.  The
corner of the room was made up like a bathroom.  There was a washbasin with
a large mirror above it on one wall.  Next to that to the left was a toilet
while, to the right, was a shower alcove with a clear glass side and no
front.  There was also a false door into the area which added to the
illusion of it being a bathroom.  A man suddenly appeared from behind the
set and Julie realised there was a passageway between the bathroom wall and
the studio wall.

   "Aaah, Ken," Don said, greeting the man.  "This is Julie.  Julie, this
is Ken, the man in your next movie."

   The man smiled at Julie, his eyes running up and down her young body
appreciatively.  "G'day, Julie.  I've been watching you and you sure are a
pretty little kid."

   Julie reddened, knowing what he had been watching.  She knew it was
silly to feel embarrassed because Ken was going to be her new 'leading man'
and she realised he would no doubt do things to her like Pete had, but he
was a grown-up man, much bigger than Pete, and almost twice as big as her.
She hadn't ever thought that grown-up men would like to look at her and
want to do things with her.  She looked up at him and smiled shyly.

   "All right now," Don said.  "Here's the gist of the film.  Ken, you are
in the bathroom shaving when Julie here barges in needing to use the john.
She has to piss so you tell her to go ahead and watch her.  Then you take
over from there.  Right?" The man nodded, winking at Julie.

   Julie's heart skipped a beat and her blush deepened.  She was going to
do a wee?  In front of the men - and Pete?  And the man was going to look
at her while she was doing it?  In spite of her first thoughts about this,
her thingy tingled and she realised that the thought was actually rather
exciting.  And she did feel the need to do a wee after what she and Pete
had done.

   "Julie, its the same as the last film - you do what Ken wants.  He'll
tell you what to do as the film develops and you just do it," Don said to
her.  "I'm sure you'll do as good for Ken as you did for Pete.  Are you
ready?" The little girl nodded, her hands holding the hem of her top down
nervously and pressing in against her groin.

   "Take your places, you outside the door, Julie.  You at the sink, Ken.
Right.  Action," and Don began filming when Julie had gone through the
'door' and shut it.  "Okay, Julie, when you're ready."

   Julie pushed open the bathroom door and rushed into the little room. 
She caught sight of the man standing at the sink and came to an abrupt
stop. Ken was nearly naked!  When she had left the room he must have
removed his track suit and was standing now with only a brief towel low on
his hips, his muscly adult body a shock to the young girl.  Before she
could get over her surprise, the man turned towards her.

   "What do you want, honey.  Can't you see daddy's shaving?" Ken asked
her.

   Julie gulped.  She had to act her part or she'd miss out on all her mum
had planned.  She couldn't keep her eyes off the man, though.  It was the
first time she had realised how much bigger he was than her, how his adult
body was so much more powerful and muscly than Pete's and that she would
soon be doing sex things with him.  She could see a line of hair going from
his navel down under the towel and there was quite a bulge in the towel
where Ken's thing was.

   With an effort she dragged her eyes away and looked up at her 'father'.
"I need to go to the toilet," she said - which was now true.  "Badly."

   "Well go ahead, honey.  Don't mind me," her 'daddy' said.

   "But, daddy...." Julie began.

   "What, honey?  Don't tell me you're too embarrassed to piss in front of
your old man?  I used to look at your little pussy when I used to change
your nappies.  I'd like to see it again, now you're a bit older, though. 
Would you mind?" He came over to her and Julie looked up at him.  She felt
very vulnerable and small.  "Get up on the toilet, honey, and let me watch
you piss." He leaned down and, to the little girl's surprise, picked her up
and plonked her onto the toilet seat, her legs splayed.  Her flimsy nightie
rucked up abover her thighs and she saw the man's eyes drop to her lap.  He
knelt down and looked between her legs.  Julie was conscious of Don moving
around to film over Ken's shoulder and she could see Pete getting into a
position behind him so he could also watch her.

   "Mmmm!  Your pussy is still as pretty, honey," Ken said licking his
lips. "Lift your nightie off so I can have a proper look at you.  That's
right," he said as she raised it over her head and dropped it beside them.
She shivered in nervous anticipation as the man looked at her nude body,
his eyes roving over her.  He reached out and fondled her nipples, which
stiffened immediately under his touch.  "Nice little titties, sweetheart,"
he said softly, squeezing the pink buds and sending a tingle into her
groin. "Now let's have a look at your little cunt." He let his hands slide
down her body to her pubes and, without any hesitation, he pulled her sex
wide open.

   Julie gasped and her thighs tightened at the unexpected abruptness of
the man.  She had expected him to fondle and tease her a little like Pete
had, but Ken gave no indication of gentleness or concern for her.  She
realised he was not going to treat her as a shy, virginal little girl but
as a sex thing for his pleasure, there to do with as he wanted.  That was
all any of them wanted, she suddenly realised.  Any thought of being
treated as anything more than a plaything was just wishful thinking on her
part.  She was just a girl to be used by these people, and any other man or
boy, who wanted to or who was being paid to.  She grunted as Ken took hold
of her labia and pulled them outwards, exposing her inner parts to his eyes
and to the camera.  Julie's heart was pounding and, in spite of her
despairing thoughts, excitement fluttered in her tummy as the man's rough
fingers began pulling her vagina open.  Her clitoris tingled as he brushed
against it and her body began responding to the sexual stimulus it was
receiving.  Ken's fingers were inside her, stretching her tight opening
and, in spite of a little tenderness from Pete's taking of her virginity,
his touch caused her to groan with pleasure.

   "Piss, sweetie," Ken said, his fingers spreading her wider.  "Piss for
daddy."

   Julie seemed to have lost control over her body and her bladder relaxed,
warm liquid starting to spray out of her and over the man's hands.  She
looked down at herself, surprised at how easy she had begun weeing in front
of the man, the camera and the watching boy, when she had initially been so
embarrassed at the thought of doing it.  Her waters splashed off Ken's
hands onto her thighs, warm and wet as it trickled down her skin into the
toilet bowl.  The man put a finger on her urethral opening, causing her wee
to spray out over her sex, wetting her all over her pubes and running down
between her buttocks before tinkling into the toilet.  Her bladder seemed
full and her stream strengthened as she relaxed even more, enjoying the
sensation of being able to pee so un-inhibitedly, knowing she was being
touched and watched and filmed while she did it and that the men were
sexually excited by her actions.  She was also getting a thrill from the
feel of her wee splashing over herself, the thought of it splashing over
the man and the sight of him deliberately playing with her so he would get
it over him.  She leaned back on the seat and looked at what was happening,
her vision hazy from her building excitement.

   As she watched, Ken suddenly brought his face up between her legs and
took his hand away from her urethra, letting her urine arc outwards again.
Julie watched in amazement as the man kept moving forward until his face
was in her wee and he opened his mouth so she was squirting right inside
it! He let some of it dribble out of his mouth, but she could see him
swallowing and realised he was drinking it!  She had never imagined
anything like this and she felt her heart hammering.  Her body seemed to be
a tingling, quivering mass of nerve endings and she was almost overwhelmed
by the excitement she was feeling from this totally unexpected and
incredible situation.  As her flow lessened, Ken brought his face closer
and closer until his mouth was pressed over her spread sex.  Julie squealed
as an orgasm suddenly burst upon her and she thrashed her head and clutched
his hair, pressing him harder onto her as wave after wave of sensual
pleasure rolled through her.  She was still weeing and coming at the same
time and Ken swiped his tongue over and into her hot slick vulva, poking it
deep inside the youngster.  His hands pushed her legs out as wide as he
could and her smell was filling the tiny studio set, a mixture of sweat,
urine and sexual musk.

   Finally her body slowly relaxed, her pissing ceased and her awareness
returned.  She dazedly looked over Ken's head and saw Pete gently rubbing
his erection and staring at her - and Don still filming, his tracksuit
pants sticking out in front and a dark wet-spot visible at the point of the
bulge.  She looked down at the man who had his head still buried at the
base of her belly and she dimly realised the power she had over them.  It
was her body that was exciting them, making their cocks hard.  It was her
pussy they all wanted to see and to touch and, in spite of their physical
power and strength compared to her own, she had the ability to control them
right between her legs.  She didn't fully understand why, but she knew
somehow that she would be able to use this power throughout her life to get
what she wanted.  But, right now, she was being paid to do what these men
wanted and she was becoming more and more willing to find out what else was
in store for her.  Ken was softly licking around her vagina, keeping her
excitement at a steady flow.  Her clitoris still tingled each time his
tongue teased its firmness.  She kept her hands in his hair.

   Then he drew back from her and looked at her reddened sex.  "That was
one hell of a piss for a little girl," he said, wiping his hand over his
glistening mouth.  "Your cunt is even prettier now you're bigger, sweetie.
Its a pity daddy's cock is too big to fuck you yet, though.  We'll have to
find some other way of helping daddy get his pleasure.  Won't we?" As he
spoke, Ken stood up and Julie saw the wet trails from her wee that ran down
his body and her eyes followed them down over his muscular chest and belly
until she suddenly gasped aloud.  The front of the towel around the man's
hips was raised like a curtain, caught on top of his engorged penis which
jutted out stiffly towards her.  The thing was long and thick, its bulbous
head swollen and red, glistening with oozing pre-cum.  Beneath hung a huge
ball sack, two pendulous balls weighing down the man's scrotum.  Ken was
twice as long and thick as Pete and Julie gaped at his organs, her mouth
dry and her heart pounding.  Was he going to put that inside her?  It was
way too big, she thought worriedly.  She began to feel frightened and her
stomach knotted.

   Ken must have seen her fearful expression.  "Don't be scared, girlie,"
he said smiling, his hand undoing the towel and dropping it to the floor.
He took hold of his penis.  "I'm not going to stick this up your cunt, as
much as I'd like to.  There are other ways you can make me cum." He rubbed
his hand up the length of himself, squeezing out more pre-cum that hung in
a dollop from the crown.  "What say you suck me off, hey?"

   He moved himself forward, his legs parting to come around Julie's and
she sat mesmerized on the toilet seat as the huge man-thing approached her.
Then it was at her lips, the droplet of pre-cum cold as it was deposited on
her chin, the glans hot and slimy against her parted lips.  Ken put his
hands on her head, holding her still and pressed himself forward.  Julie
had no option but to open her mouth as the man forced himself inside her.
Wider and wider her lips stretched as the huge glans invaded until she felt
her mouth would split from the pressure.  As the coronal rim passed her
lips, the pressure on them eased slightly as her teeth slipped behind the
spongy ridge, but the glans filled her mouth completely, her tongue
squashed beneath it, and breathing was difficult through her nose.  The man
kept her head from pulling away and Julie felt tears fill her eyes as she
struggled to stop herself from being suffocated.  The man's taste and smell
filled her senses, more salty and tangy than Pete's freshness, and his
discharge was slimier and thicker in her mouth.  Julie tried to focus her
eyes, but the man's long shaft and his belly with its bush of crinkly black
hair at its base was just a blur before her.

   Ken held her head with one hand and wrapped the other around his shaft.
Don and Pete moved around to watch and film.  Though they had seen Ken
perform many times, and he had often joined them in their bed, they never
tired of watching him, especially with new children.  The man began
masturbating the shaft of his penis, keeping the head inside the little
girl's mouth.  It took him only a few frisking movements before he tensed,
his muscles and sinews standing out on his body as he held still, his penis
rigid, his climax welling up from between his legs.  Then he grunted as his
jissom burst up his shaft and spurted into the girl's mouth.  He pulled her
head onto him, preventing her from jerking back as his cream poured out in
powerful spasms filling her throat.

   Julie could do nothing but endure as the man spurted his thick, pungent
discharge into her.  She had to swallow, the lumpy, gluey slime coating her
throat almost making her gag.  Her mouth was stretched as wide as it could
go and her breathing was ragged.  Sperm dribbled out from the corners of
her mouth and slid down her chin.  Ken seemed to spurt in never-ending
streams to the girl, his cum overwhelming her and making her feel nauseous.
In reality, he had only ejaculated three times so far but he always
discharged copiously and many times when he climaxed, which was why he was
in demand as a porno actor.  Just as Julie thought she was going to pass
out from the difficulty of breathing, Ken pulled his cock-head from her
mouth.  It still squirted its cream, streams of the white fluid splashing
onto Julie's lips, nose and face leaving shiny trails across her skin and
dripping onto her bare chest.  She gasped for breath.  The man's climax was
slowly dissipating, his discharge finally just oozing out of his penis and
Julie relaxed when she realised she was no longer being sprayed.  She wiped
her hand over her face, the slimy jissom covering almost all of her and her
hand only spread it more.  His smell filled her nostrils and his taste was
thick in her mouth.  She looked through sperm-smeared eyelashes at the
still swollen organ still only an inch or so from her mouth, a large glob
of the man's juice at its tip.  The man was rubbing himself with one hand
while his other stroked in her hair, gently forcing her face closer to the
end of his penis.  She closed her mouth just as he touched her lips and he
rubbed the slick glans around her mouth, smearing his still oozing cum over
her.

   "Open up, sweetie," he said firmly and Julie opened her bruised lips,
resigning herself to being used again.  She didn't know how often a man
could keep stiff and cum - maybe they could just keep doing it, she
thought. The large knob once again began to force her mouth wider. 
Suddenly a jet of water sprayed forcefully into Julie's mouth, striking the
back of her throat and causing her to splutter and choke as the pungent
liquid washed down her throat.  At the same time, Ken grabbed her hair in
his clenched hand so she could not pull away and Julie realised he was
weeing into her!  The adult stream was stronger and more powerful than her
own and she could do nothing but swallow as much as she could to stop from
choking as it filled her throat, much of it overflowing from her mouth and
running down her nude body.  It trickled seductively over her bare pubes,
causing exciting tingles in spite of her shock and discomfort.  On and on
the man went, hot liquid squirting into her, his taste and smell seeming to
invade her every pore.  She spluttered and choked, unable to swallow any
more and it sprayed out of her nose and mouth splashing over Ken and her.
Julie's eyes watered, blurring the hairy vision of the man's belly right in
front of her.

   Just when she felt she could take no more and that she was going to pass
out, the flow abated until it was just a dribble trickling from the
semi-hard penis.  She gasped for breath as the pressure on her mouth and
lips eased and the penis inside her softened.  Ken finally pulled himself
out of her mouth, slapping her gently each side of her face with his now
soft penis as the little girl sat stunned and drenched on the toilet.  The
man rubbed her wet chest and nipples, letting his hand slide up and down
the front of her body from her breasts to between her legs while he swayed
his body in front of her, his penis wiping across her face.

   "Fucking great!" she heard Don say softly, and the sound of his voice
brought her out of her dazed stupor.  She became aware of his camera still
focused on her, its red light showing it was still filming.  Pete was just
behind Don and was looking at her with a smile on his face and his penis
standing fully upright.  He winked and gave a thumbs up sign to her when he
saw she was looking at him.

   "Take her in for a shower, Ken," Don said and Julie felt herself pulled
up from the toilet and led into the shower stall.  Ken turned on the water
and the warm cascade from the shower rose sprayed out over them both.  The
man picked up a cake of soap and began lathering her body, his hands going
in between her legs and buttocks and rubbing over her intimately.

   "Come on, Julie.  You wash Ken's cock and balls while he does you," Don
said, filming the scene from just out of range of the splashing water.  As
the youngster took hold of the man's penis, he turned to Pete and
said,"She's a beauty, this one, buddy.  After her next movie, she'll be
right for anything we can think up." He turned back to watch Julie soaping
around Ken's large organs, her little hands looking even smaller as she
worked the soap around his testicles.  In spite of the shock of what had
just happened to her, the youngster was looking at the man's sex and
fondling it in a manner which showed her desire for it was still high.  She
allowed the man to fondle her between the legs with no sign of shyness,
shame or embarrassment and even moved herself to make access easier for
him. Don smiled to himself.  Julie was turning out to be a real find and
would certainly become a sought after star of his features.  He faded out
the camera as the 'father' and 'daughter' cleaned each other after their
session and that completed Julie's second film.

   ..................

   "That was really great, Julie," Don said to the little girl as she dried
herself.  The shower had freshened her and she felt okay again after the
gross, yet strangely exciting, things that had just happened.  Ken was
standing beside Don, smoking a cigarette, still naked, water droplets
glistening on his skin.  Julie's eyes were drawn to the man's curved penis
and she realised she loved the sight and feel of male organs, both soft and
hard, even though they seemed so powerful and angry when stiff.  She could
still feel the memory of Pete's in her pussy and Ken's in her mouth; and
her groin tingled again.  Pete was beside him, also smoking, his penis
still firmly upright.  Both were unconcerned about their nudity and Pete
made no attempt to cover his erection.  They had both obviously done this
many times before and she wondered if she, too, would wander around like
them in the future.  Being naked in front of them still felt strange to
her, she still felt shy even though they had looked at and fondled all her
intimate parts.

   "Okay, honey.  There's one more movie to do before we finish for the
afternoon.  Do as good in that as you have done so far and you'll be number
one star for sure.  You feel up to it?" Don looked at her enquiringly. 
"Terrific," he said when Julie nodded.  He picked up some clothes and
tossed them to the young girl.  "Put these on for the next story.  We'll
film next door."

   Julie looked at the clothes Don had given her.  There was a pair of very
skimpy shorts and a singlet.  She began to put the shorts on, conscious of
Ken and Peter watching her as she struggled to pull the tight pants up over
her hips.  She finally did so but had to breathe in deeply to do up the
zip. She could'nt do up the top button, though, no matter how hard she
tried.

   "That's fine, Julie," Don said, also watching her struggles.  "Leave it
like that."

   The shorts barely covered her pubic mound and gaped open at the top. 
The crutch dug into her sex and her slit was visible against the material.
The bottom of each buttock peeked out from beneath the tight leg holes. 
She realized that this was how the men wanted her to look, there was no
mistake in the size of the shorts she had been given.  She pulled the
singlet over her head and, as she was now expecting, the gaping arm holes
left most of her breasts uncovered, one nipple always exposed.  It was also
shortened so it just covered her navel and left her lower belly bared.  She
knew she looked like a little tart, with her costume and dishevilled blonde
hair, but, seeing Ken's penis starting to rise again as he looked at her,
she realized she actually enjoyed being done up like this because it gave
her power over men - they were aroused by her, lusted after her, desired
her.

   Don had put a new video into his camera and he came over to her.  "In
this movie, baby, you're a lost tourist kid in an arab bazaar.  You get
grabbed by a couple of guys who want to fuck you.  The two guys you'll
perform with are Ahmed and Joet - they're ready for you next door.  They
are great guys, really, but they'll be rough with you and I want you to act
scared.  You can scream, cry, struggle or whatever else girls do when men
rape them.  Okay?  I want it to look real.  I'll be inside filming when you
come in.  Look lost and frightened.  Ahmed and Joet know what to do and I
want you to be surprised by them so I won't tell you any more about it. 
You okay with that?"

   Julie felt a little apprehensive as she listened to Don.  The thought of
two men doing things to her and the suggestion of violence made her
nervous; but she really did want to be a star so she nodded.  She glanced
at Pete, but he was looking at Ken's penis and seemed to be more interested
in that than in her now.  She got a shock when she suddenly realised that
Ken was holding onto Pete's erection and slowly rubbing his hand up and
down on it.  She blushed and turned away, seeing them both start to move
towards the first room she had come from.

   Don saw her fluster and grinned.  "You've made them both horny as hell
again, honey.  They'll be back after they get their rocks off, don't worry.
Let's get our own show on the road." He turned and went through the
passageway Ken had originally appeared from.  Julie followed him until he
motioned for her to stop.  "When I call out, come around this corner and
you'll be in the bazaar set.  Just follow the passageway and Ahmed and Joet
will get you." He stroked his free hand over her bottom.  "You really are a
very sexy little girl, Julie, and you're going to be a great star.  Let's
get started," and he walked around the corner and out of sight.

   Julie stood waiting, her heartbeat quickening, her mouth dry.  Don's
parting words echoed in her head.  She was sexy!  She was going to be a
star!  No...she was going to be a GREAT star!  Her mum was going to be real
pleased with her.  She would do anything to achieve her goals.

   Don's voice cut into her thoughts.  "Okay, Julie.  Action!"

   She stepped around the corner into the light.

   ===========================pt 3===============



   STAR - PART 3

   PREAMBLE: The story so far:- Julie, our 9 year old heroine has been
brought to a photographer by her mother who desperately wants her to become
a star.  The photographer, has offered stardom in his movies as long as
Julie does as he requests without question.  The little girl agreed and
Don, the photographer, takes a series of more and more provocative
photographs until Julie is posing naked and totally exposed.  He then tells
her she can earn lots of money in his movies as the star but that, to
become a star, she has to do things with boys and men.  Julie is nervous
but agrees and meets Peter, an eleven year old boy who is already a star
(and Don's lover).  She makes her first porno movie and loses her virginity
with Peter.  Julie actually enjoys making the movie and having sex and is
willing, although still nervous, to make the other movies Don has planned
for her.........



   MOVIE NUMBER 3

   Julie found herself in a set done up to look like an Arabian street,
narrow and winding and rather gloomy.  Don was at the far end filming.  The
set was deserted except for her.  She began walking nervously towards Don.
The stillness and rather forbidding scenery coupled with the knowledge that
she was going to be 'kidnapped' by two men who would be doing things to
her, made her nervousness quite real.  Her heart was pounding and her
stomach fluttered.  She looked around her, trying to see where the 'attack'
might come from.  She was looking between two flats and didn't see the
hands reach out from a doorway behind her.  She screamed in fright as she
was suddenly grabbed and pulled in through the doorway, caught up in the
strong arms of a large man.  She was aware of Don coming towards her
filming and following her through the doorway, of bright lights suddenly
coming on, lighting up a room that looked like a prison cell, of a man and
little boy getting up from a bunk-bed against a wall and of the bare skin
against her back of the man who held her.  The shock of her 'kidnap' had
really scared her and the strength and size of her kidnapper added to her
fear and she struggled, not really acting.  She was dumped unceremoniously
onto a bench and before she knew what was happening, a cloth gag was tied
around her head covering her mouth.  The bench was covered in a sponge
mattress and was long enough just for her body from buttocks to head to fit
on it and only a little wider than her.  There was a metal frame above it.
Her wrists and ankles were grabbed and held tightly.  Through frightened
eyes, she saw she was being held by both men and the little boy was
standing next to them watching.  The second man was about the same size and
age as Ken, smaller than the man who had grabbed her, who she could now see
was about twenty and over six feet tall and very muscly.  The boy looked to
be about seven.  The men and boy were all Arabic in appearance - the
shorter man was wearing a loose robe like an arab would wear while her
'kidnapper' was dressed only in a baggy pair of soft trousers; and the
little boy wore only a pair of underpants.

   "Aaah!  Ahmed!  What a beauty you have got for us," the smaller man
said, his fingers stroking her ankles.  He pulled her legs open and looked
down at the little boy.  "She looks as though she has a very fine little
pussy for us to play with, Mosse.  Doesn't she?" The youngster nodded and
smiled, rubbing his underpants.  "Get the thongs," the man said to the boy
and the youngster ducked under the bench and came out with some lengths of
leather strips.

   Overwhelmed by a mixture of fear and shock, Julie could only look on in
numb wonder at how fast things were happening here.  She certainly didn't
have to act in this movie.  She realised she was just going to be a
pleasure object for these men.  And what was the little boy here for?  She
had not expected that.  The men were being rough with her and she struggled
as they began tying the thonging to her wrists and ankles.  In spite of her
struggles, the men were far too strong and soon had her tied out on the
bench, her arms and legs pulled almost painfully outwards and downwards and
she was totally vulnerable and at their mercy.  She looked up at them
wide-eyed.  Her chest rose and fell with her panting.

   "Nice little titties," she heard Ahmed say, his eyes on her chest and
she realised the singlet had bunched up with her struggling and had exposed
her nipples.  The big man reached down and took one of her nipples between
his thumb and forefinger and squeezed hard.  A stab of pain hit Julie and
the little girl tried to cry out.  Ahmed just laughed and rolled the
hardening nub in his fingers, tugging upwards as he did so.  In spite of
the pain, Julie felt her nipple tingling as the man tweaked it.  "Little
slut's getting turned on, Joet," he said to the smaller man.  "She likes
her titties pulled.  You want to suck her, Mosse?  Here.." and he squeezed
her breast so it swelled out from her chest, the nipple sticking up from
the top of the small mound.  The little boy fastened his mouth onto it and
Julie squirmed as he began suckling on her like a baby.  Her nipple seemed
to swell inside the boy's hot mouth and the tingling sensation grew, tiny
shocks of pleasure radiating outwards and downwards.

   Starting to be stimulated by the situation in spite of her vulnerability
and apprehension, she looked down at the little boy standing beside the
bench leaning over and suckling on her.  The other man, Joet, had gone
behind him and Julie suddenly realised he had pulled the little boy's
underpants off and was fondling between the youngster's legs.  This was
completely unexpected and something Julie had never even thought about. 
What was the man doing playing with a little boy's cock?  She could see he
had the thing held between his thumb and index finger and was rubbing up
and down its length.  She could see that the boy's penis was hard, but it
was only tiny, about the size of the man's little finger.  The boy's testes
were like tiny pigeon eggs hanging beneath.  Her eyes caught movement
behind the boy and she glanced there to see Joet working his robe-like
garment off his shoulders with his other hand.  The garment dropped around
him and the man was suddenly nude.  Julie couldn't stop the muffled gasp
when she saw what he had uncovered.  Joet's body was thin and wiry with a
mat of dark hair covering his chest and running down in a thin line over
his stomach to broaden out again over his lower belly.  This hair seemed to
direct attention to the man's sexual organs and Julie's stomach flipped and
she gazed in awe at the size of them.  Joet's penis was standing stiffly
outwards and looked to be as long and as thick as her forearm.  It was a
dark, brownish-purple colour and had two thick, swollen veins wriggling up
it length.  The head was bright pink and was like a soldier's helmet at the
end of his shaft.  His testicles were small in comparison to his member,
but, Julie realised, they were at least as big as Ken's, although did not
hang as low.  Paying no attention to Julie, Joet bent his knees and put his
thing in between the boy's thighs, who continued sucking on her breast, his
only acknowledgement of the man's action being to spread his legs wider to
accomodate him.  She saw the pink head and part of the thick shaft come
through under the boy's testes and she could see a drop of clear liquid at
the slit in its tip.

   Suddenly she felt fingers sliding up her thighs and caressing around the
tight leg of her shorts and she looked down her body.  Ahmed was still
holding her breast for the youngster to suck on but had his other hand
between her spread legs.  He was looking at her as he dug his fingers in
under the leg band and into the tender flesh of her pubes.  He began
prodding at her and pulling her labia apart beneath the tight fabric and
Julie moaned as he hurt the inner flesh, still tender and bruised from her
earlier fucking.  She struggled against the gag and leather ties, but that
only tightened them around her wrists and ankles; and Ahmed squeezed her
breast harder, his fingers digging into the small mound of her flesh. 
"What's the matter, slut?  You don't like me touching your pussy?" he asked
her.  "Hey, Joet.  Get your cock away from Mosse for a little while. 
Little bitch here doesn't like me touching her pussy."

   The other man stood up and let go of the little boy.  He looked at what
Ahmed was doing and bent down to his robe.  Julie gave a cry of real fear
when he straightened back up and she saw he had a long, thin knife in his
hand.  Her head swung towards Don, her eyes wide and imploring, but he was
filming Ahmed's fingers delving under her shorts and did not look at her.
Her head swung back to Joet and she struggled vainly, her cries just
muffled grunting, as he brought the knife towards her breast.

   "Stop your struggling, girlie, or I'll cut your tits off!" he growled
menacingly.  Julie's heart pounded.  She was at the mercy of these two men
and it really seemed she was in extreme peril.  She stopped her struggling
and watched the man as he brought the knife closer to her breast.  The
little boy had stopped sucking her when the man withdrew his penis from
between his legs and was standing beside the bed watching the knife getting
closer to the nipple he had been on.  His sucking had made it stiff and the
puckered nub stood up on the gentle mound that would, one day, be a full
breast.

   Julie grunted in fear as the man put the knife tip to her nipple, the
cold steel point causing goose bumps to rise over her chest.  He depressed
her nipple with the flat of the blade and laughed.  Then he brought the
knife up towards her chin under the halter top and suddenly pulled upwards,
cutting the flimsy material from her.  Julie gave a muffled scream,
thinking he was going to cut her throat and both men laughed.  She was
petrified.  What was going to happen to her?  Pressure between her legs
brought her awareness back to where Ahmed was fondling her under her
shorts. Joet brought the knife blade to her hip and she felt him slide it
flat against her skin and draw it upwards, slicing along the seam of the
shorts.  She felt the tight material loosening as he opened the seam right
up, jerking the knife through the tougher waistband.  With the release of
the tension Ahmed immediately dug his fingers into her vagina, pulling her
young flesh open as he poked into her.  Julie's body arched up against her
bindings as the man invaded her.  She grunted as he pressed his hand over
her clitoris and began rubbing hard against it, Joet and the boy watching
intently.  Julie was amazed to feel her body responding even though she was
terrified - the tingling even more intense than before.

   "The little cunt's getting stiff!" Ahmed exclaimed, removing his hand
and pulling up the flap of her shorts to look at her.  "Just have a look at
her button.  Its nearly as big as Mosse's cock!" Joet and the boy looked at
her.

   "Let's get rid of those shorts," Joet said.  "Can't see a fuckin' thing
with them on her."

   Julie froze as she saw and felt the knife go down between her legs.  She
felt the cold steel at the top of her thighs as the man slid the knife
under the crutch of the shorts.  Then it was touching her sex, the blade
like ice pressed against her swollen labia.  Julie screamed inside, holding
her breath and keeping as still as she could.  Visions of being sliced down
there flooded her brain.  Then the knife moved and she let out a deep gasp
of relief as she felt the seam of her shorts give way then her pants being
pulled from her.  She was now nude, totally exposed to the men and boy and,
with her arms and legs tied out like they were, unable to move.

   "Look at this pretty little cunt!" Joet said, his fingers going between
her legs and pulling her labia open.  "Like to bury your cock in that,
Ahmed?  And look at her clit!  It is nearly as big as Mosse's dick!" The
little girl squirmed as the man prodded and poked her as he spoke, taking
hold of her clitoris and squeezing the stiffened bud.  Tingles rippled up
and outwards through her body as he rolled it between his fingers.  "Mmmmm!
She's wet.  Sexy little bitch likes it rough!"

   "So do I," Ahmed growled, rubbing his crotch.  He undid the tie on his
pants.  "You think she's gonna like this," he said, letting the loose pants
drop.

   Julie couldn't help but stare at the big man's body as he stood naked
between her spread thighs at the foot of the bench.  He was completely
hairless, his skin smooth and copper coloured.  Muscles rippled beneath his
skin and his belly looked hard and flat.  It was his penis, though, that
drew the little girl's eyes.  It was standing stiffly erect and was even
bigger than Joet's, longer and thicker and slightly darker than his skin.
It was smoother, though, and the large, mushroom head was almost covered by
the skin on the shaft, just the tip and a large slit visble.  The glans was
a bright pink and wet looking beneath the darker foreskin.  A large bulge
ran up the length of the penis on its underside, this bulge going down into
the large sac that held two immense testes.  Ahmed's balls hung almost
halfway down his thick thighs, the skin on his scrotum smooth and hairless,
looking as thin as a semi-deflated balloon.  His testicles were clearly
visible within the thin membrane.  Julie was fascinated in spite of her
awe; and petrified knowing that that monstrous organ was more than likely
going to end up inside her.

   Ahmed took hold of himself and pulled his foreskin back, exposing the
bright pink crown of his organ.  Wet and glistening under the bright light,
Julie had the weird thought that it looked to be made of the same shiny
vinyl as the cheap jacket her mum wore when she was going on the streets at
night.  He pressed it downwards, aiming it towards her and the little girl
looked down her immobile body and watched as the monstrous head moved out
of sight below the mound of her pubes.  Then it was at her and she twitched
as she felt the smooth heat of him against her.  In spite of her fear, his
touch sent tingles shooting into her belly and she had an overwhelming urge
for the man's organ to enter her.  Memories of the pleasure of Peter's
penis thrusting in and out of her came rushing back and she wanted the
man's thing to do the same.

   "Not yet, you horny bastard," Joet said, putting his hand over Julie's
sex and blocking Ahmed's entry.  "We're going to have a little bit of fun
first." He bent down and put the knife on the floor and picked up something
else.  Julie tried to see what he was holding.  She realised she didn't
like the smaller man, he frightened her and had a cruel face.  She glanced
at the little boy, wondering how he had got mixed up in all this.  Probably
the same way she had!  But he looked to be enjoying it - and he didn't seem
to mind Joet playing with him or putting his hard thing on him.  In fact he
seemed to like the men's erections; and his own little penis was still
stiff as he watched the adults.

   "You know what these are, girlie?" Ahmed asked, bringing Julie's
attention back to him.  He was standing by her chest and held two metal
things in his hand.  Julie looked at them and shook her head in puzzlement.
"Mosse does, though, don't you, little one?" The boy nodded, a grin
lighting his face.  "You want to....?" The little boy nodded again and took
the proferred objects.

   They were like nothing Julie had ever seen before, small flat metal
rectangles with what looked to be a screw on one side and she watched in
fascination and curiosity as the little boy moved up towards her chest. 
Her nipples had stiffened again when Ahmed had begun touching her and the
little boy took hold of the one he had been suckling, putting one of the
metal rectangles around it.  The touch of the cool metal on her hot flesh
caused goosebumps to rise around her nipple.  She watched in puzzlement as
Mosse began turning the screw on the side of the object.  Then she felt her
nipple being squeezed and realized the thing was a clamp that was being
tightened on her stiffened nub.  She moaned as her nipple was pinched
between the two pieces of metal and a stab of pain shot down into her
belly. The boy giggled and took her other nipple, repeating the process
with the clamp until it, too, was squeezed tightly.  The pain was not
extreme but enough to bring tears to her eyes and Julie struggled in her
bonds, making the men laugh at her futile efforts.  Julie felt helpless and
humiliated when her fitful struggles finally ceased.  This was something
she had never experienced or even knew about - the inflicting of pain for
sexual excitement.  She now no longer knew what to expect.  She knew she
was going to be touched, fondled and have men's penises put into her in
these films, and she was willing for this to happen - in fact wanted it to
happen.  But what was happening now was scaring her.  Having Ken squirt his
man stuff into her mouth then weeing into her had ended up being very
exciting, even though it was new and strange and frightening for her at the
beginning.  She wondered whether this would end up being the same.  She
realized the initial pain had gone, replaced by a sensitivity in her
squeezed nipples she had never felt before.  She looked down and saw that
Mosse was licking the tip of one nipple and Joet had leaned over and was
licking the other.  Tingles ran like electric shocks from her breasts to
her groin.  Joet's erection was near her face and she couldn't help staring
at it, so angry and aggressive looking with its surrounding matt of black
hairs.  Her sex twitched at the thought of that huge organ being pushed
into her.

   A sudden sharp pain between her legs caused her whole body to suddenly
jerk and the man and boy stood up and looked down her body.  Julie gasped
as she felt herself being pulled open, pain unrelenting either side of her
sex.  Through tear-filled eyes she could see her three tormentors standing
by her hips and looking between her legs.  She blinked her eyes to clear
the tears as Joet turned back towards her.

   "You like the clamps?" he grinned, showing her what looked like a
smooth-edged hair clip.  "You like the feel of these clamped on your pussy
lips?" She realised Ahmed had fixed one of the clips on each of her labia
and was holding her open by pulling them apart.  Her tender flesh was
stretched to its limit.  "You know what we do now?" Joet continued, a sneer
making his face look sinister.  Julie felt fear over-ride the pain and her
eyes widened.  She would have screamed if the gag wasn't so tight.  She
shook her head.  "We're going to attach you to this frame," the little man
said, reaching up to take thin chains from the frame surrounding the bench.
His penis waved in front of her.  The young girl looked up and saw a clip
on the end of each chain.  "First your titties," Joet said and he snapped a
clip to the clamps squeezing each nipple.  "Then your pussy," and he turned
away and she felt the clips attached to the clamps between her legs.

   Then Joet attached the chains coming from her nipples to the frame,
tugging them so her nipples were stretched upwards making small cones on
her chest and causing her some discomfort.  Then he did the same to the
ones attached to her labia, pulling these even tighter and stretching her
wide open.  The clamps bit into her tender skin and the pain was more
intense.

   "Now for the finishing touch," the little man said, holding a peg in
front of Julie's pain-filled eyes.  "You know where this is going to go?"
he asked cruelly.  Julie just stared at him, her heart pounding.  She kept
rigidly still, trying not to pull the chains any tighter.  "This one goes
on that stiff little clit of yours, sweetie.  Just like this," and Julie's
body bucked as he clamped the peg onto her most sensitive organ.  Her sharp
movement tightened the attached chains and her nipples and labia were
stretched to their limit, bolts of pain shooting through her young body. 
Tears streamed down her cheeks as she held her body rigid.  Then a chain
was attached to the peg and her clitoris was stretched upwards as Joet
fixed the chain to the frame above the bench.  Julie was helpless, any
movement bringing sharp stabs of pain.

   Julie looked towards Don for help but he was kneeling between her legs
filming her abused pussy.  She was really frightened.  This movie seemed to
be getting way out of hand.  The men were stroking between her legs and she
could feel their fingers pressing into her vagina and touching her swollen
genitals and, in spite of her fear and pain, their touch rekindled the
sexual tingling and, to her absolute amazement, she felt herself becoming
aroused again.  The men noticed it too and looked up at her.

   "Starting to like it, hey?" Joet said.  "You want me to take off the
gag?"

   Julie looked at him and nodded.

   "Mosse, kneel up on the bench, near her head, and, if she squeals or
makes too much noise, sit on her mouth," he said, grinning to the little
boy.  The youngster did as he was told immediately, scrambling up to kneel
above Julie's head.  She looked up and could see between his spread legs,
his buttocks directly above her eyes.  His tight little scrotum and stiff
penis hovered only inches above her mouth.  He plucked the chains attached
to the clamps on her nipples and Julie felt them tingle as they were
stretched tighter.  Sexual excitement was building inside her kindled by
her vulnerable position and the abuse of her sexual parts and the little
girl was confused.  How could her body be stimulated by the degradation
being inflicted upon her?  She was being used by these men as a sexual
plaything and she was hurting, but her body still became aroused.  Was this
what sex was really like?  It seemed as though men really wanted to do
dirty things rather than just fuck her like Bobby had done.  She looked up
at the boy above her as Joet undid the gag.  Would he really sit on her
face if she cried out?  She knew he would.

   "There," Joet said as he tugged the gag from under her head.  "Now you
can suck this." Before Julie could react, he grabbed her hair and pulled
her face towards him.  Then he pressed the slimy knob of his penis to her
mouth, forcing her lips apart and pushing it inside her.  It filled her
mouth and she almost gagged.  His taste was pungent, salty and sour, and he
was pressing so hard the slick head was at her throat.  Her body writhed as
he pressed into her and the clamps on her nipples and labia tugged her
flesh, bringing sharp but not unpleasurable pain to her tender parts.  To
her amazement, she found she was starting to enjoy the abuses she was being
subjected to.  In spite of the taste and the brutal way Joet was using her,
Julie realised she loved the feel of the man in her mouth, loved the smooth
feel of the satiny skin, loved the powerful strength, the solidness of the
male sexual organ and knowing it was her that was the cause of its
stiffness.  She found she was eager for it to begin pumping its juices into
her.

   Joet began to move himself backwards and forwards in her mouth, each
time he pressed inwards, forcing his penis further and further into her
throat, his testicles swinging and brushing against her cheek as he moved.
His hands fondled Mosse, who squatted lower, his buttocks spread wider over
Julie's face.  The man stroked a finger towards the young boy's anus and
Julie saw him push it into the boy, slipping easily through the youngster's
sphincter while still working on her mouth.  He pistoned his finger in and
out in time with his penis, while Mosse played with the chains attached to
her nipples, stretching and releasing them in similar rhythm.  Julie could
feel her excitement building higher and higher.  She was only dimly aware
of Don moving up and down her body, filming everything that was going on
and murmuring, "Good....Great!...Oh yeah!...." to himself as he did so.

   Then a sudden hard pressure between her legs caused her to jerk,
stretching the chains and her labia and she looked down her body to see
what was happening.  Ahmed was standing between her legs and pressing his
huge organ down onto her.  He was going to force his huge erection into
her! Julie could feel the unrelenting pressure against her pulled open
centre, the blunt knob forcing the opening to her vagina wider and wider to
accomodate it.  Julie tried to moan, to rock her head from side to side as
the man bore into her, but she could only make guttural sounds as Joet held
her head firmly and filled her mouth with his organ.  Ahmed began wriggling
the peg attached to her clitoris and Julie gave a muffled squeal as a
mixture of pain and intense pleasure coursed through her.  The man's huge
penis suddenly slipped into her, its length forcing her impossibly wide as
it drove up into her belly.

   It was all too much for the young girl and she jerked and writhed as her
orgasm struck, powerful waves of pleasure taking control of her body.  The
chains dragged the clamps attached to her nipples and labia, stretching
them painfully out from her body; but the pain only heightened her climax.
She was almost senseless, her awareness focussed entirely on her body's
sensations, giving herself over to her sexual release.  Her mouth filled
with a gluey cream and she became aware that Joet was ejaculating into her,
his seed spurting into her throat and mouth and she swallowed convulsively,
unable to prevent the hot fluid from dribbling out of her mouth.  And then
he was gone, leaving only his slimy taste behind.  She opened her eyes to
see that the little boy had taken hold of Joet's jerking penis and was
holding it against his hip, letting the jets of semen squirt over his tiny
erection where it pooled before sliding down his testes and dripping onto
Julie's face.  Don was standing beside her filming every detail.  As
awareness of what was happening around her came back, so her orgasm slowly
faded.  She was still aware of the thick length of Ahmed embedded in her
vagina, but he had ceased moving while Don concentrated on Joet and Mosse
at Julie's head.  Her face was splattered with the man's sperm and she
could do nothing to wipe it away, feeling it sliding coldly down her cheeks
and chin.  When Joet's penis had finished spilling seed, the little boy
rubbed the knob over Julie's face, smearing the man's discharge over her
skin.  Then he lowered his bottom onto Julie, sliding himself down over her
face until he was squatting at the top of her chest.  She could smell the
musky odour of him from the man's penetration and she didn't know whether
she liked it or not.

   She was aware of Don moving away and Joet stepping back from her.  The
she felt Ahmed begin moving between her legs and she grunted as the thick,
hard shaft began pushing up and down inside her.  Each thrust in caused her
to cry out, as much from the stretching of her inner passage as from the
tugging on her labia from the clamps.  Once again she felt the peg on her
clitoris being jiggled, either by Ahmed or by Mosse, and sharp twinges of
pleasurable pain streaked upwards.  Her sex felt on fire as the man rasped
himself harder and faster into her.  Knowing she was being filmed and
watched down there while she was being forcibly penetrated by such a huge
penis and being pulled apart and abused by the clamps was giving her an
incredible sexual sensation.  She had no control over her body and she
screamed as another powerful orgasm ripped through her causing the chains
to tighten even more and fiery pains lanced into her most tender spots,
heightening her orgasm even more.

   As though from outside of herself, she heard Ahmed cry out then felt his
sperm shoot up through his swelling, pulsating shaft and burst deep into
her belly.  She writhed as he pounded her before withdrawing and squirting
a stream of his semen up over her naked body.  She felt momentary
disappointment as the huge organ left her, making her feel empty inside,
but then it plunged back into her, causing her to cry out in ecstacy.  She
seemed to blackout, her sensations of pleasure overwhelming her, seeming to
go on and on and then suddenly fading away.

   Julie lay exhausted on the bench, her arms and legs drooped off the
sides, needing no anchors to hold them down, her muscles felt so weak.  Her
nipples were still pulled up into cones from the clamps chained to the
frame above, and her labia, swollen and reddened, were still stretched
outwards and upwards.  The peg attached to her clitoris moved with each
beat of her heart.  Joet had lifted Mosse from off her chest and the two
men and boy were standing beside her, looking down at her and laughing. 
Don had moved away to film the whole scene.

   "Aaaah!  What a fuck she was!" Ahmed said, squeezing his now softened
penis in his hand.

   "Its too bad we can't keep her," Joet said.  "She makes a lovely
playmate for us, hey, Mosse?" The little boy nodded.  Julie was only dimly
aware of Joet coming up beside her head as he spoke.  "We must leave here,
now.  Someone will be looking for the little one.  Its too bad...." He bent
down.

   Julie realised only when he brought his hand around to her throat that
he was holding the knife.  Her eyes widened in horror as she suddenly
realised what he was going to do.  She opened her mouth to scream when Don
yelled out, "Cut!"

   **********************

   "You were fantastic, baby!  Absolutely fantastic!" Don enthused.  "We'll
get thousands for that film!  It was the greatest one I've done like that!"

   Julie sat quietly, drinking a coke.  Her heart was still pounding from
the fright she had received.  Don had apologised, telling her he had wanted
it to look real and so hadn't warned her, that he had faded out as he
called 'cut' and hadn't meant it as 'cut her throat' as she had thought. 
That didn't console Julie that much, though, and she had been really angry
and upset and it had taken the three men quite a few minutes to calm her
down.  They hugged her and soothed her and told her she was definitely the
best little girl they had ever worked with.  Their warmth and praise had
finally gotten through and she had eventually calmed down.  Once she had
settled, she found that Joet and Ahmed were quite nice men, not at all like
the characters they had played in the film.  They had sat around talking
for a while, the men drinking a beer and Mosse and Julie having a coke. 
She had expected Peter and Ken to return, but they hadn't.  The men
remained naked, and Julie found herself fascinated by their relaxed penises
as they walked and sat around in front of her.  Joet's had shrunk to be not
much bigger than Pete's, but Ahmed's was still very long and thick, even
though it was soft, almost as big as it was when hard.  Mosse sat on
Ahmed's lap as they talked and Julie was surprised to discover that he was
Ahmed's son, although his penis size was definitely an indication, she
thought.

   The three had then gone off to have a shower, after finishing their
beers and giving her a last hug, both of the men saying they hoped they
would get to do more films with her.  Don was packing his gear away and
talking to her enthusiastically.

   "You will be my brightest star, sweetie," he said, looking over at her.
"I can't believe you did all those things with no fuss!  And you were a
virgin!" Julie couldn't believe it herself, but she had really enjoyed the
learning.  She thought she could handle anything Don liked to give her from
now on and her mother would be really pleased with her.  She did want to
have another time with Peter, she had truly enjoyed having him have sex
with her and was glad he was first.  She also really loved the men's
penises, their size and hardness and the strength of the men themselves. 
She realised she was actually looking forward to her next sessions...when
her pussy had stopped hurting, that was.

   "You're a natural, honey, and I'll tell your mum to bring you again next
Saturday.  I've got a couple of new people for you.  Boy!  I can't believe
it!" He kept shaking his head as he packed up.  He then sat down beside
her. "What did you think of your first day?  Did you enjoy it?"

   Julie looked up at him.  "I really enjoyed the first one with Peter. 
And I had fun with Ken, after we got started.  I guess I was a bit
surprised when he started coming in my mouth and then weeing on me, but I
liked it in the end." She went quiet, taking a long sip of her coke.

   "What about the last one?" he asked her.

   "I dunno...." she began.  "I was really scared most of the time.  I
thought they were really going to hurt me.  But I guess, now its over, I
liked it, you know, when they put those pegs on me.  It hurt a bit but it
made me feel like I did in the other pictures."

   "I'm glad," Don said, putting his arm around her shoulders and giving
her a squeeze.  "I have a group of clients who pay really big money for
films like that.  You get extra bonuses for those films as well.  If you
get excited by being tied up and having your nipples and cunt clamped, it
makes it much easier to make more of them.  You reckon you could do that?"

   Julie nodded and smiled.  Mum would be pleased about the extra money. 
She finished her coke and looked at Don.  "Can I have a shower now?" she
asked.

   Don smiled.  "You can have anything you want, baby," he said, sliding
his hand around her buttocks and pulling her to him.  He kissed her
forehead, his other hand squeezing her unformed breast.  "And I'm also
going to give you another bonus, as well as your pay," he said.  He took
her hand and put it to the front of his tracksuit.  She could feel his
thing was stiff inside them.  He saw the look on her face and laughed.  "I
know your pussy's too sore at the moment, but, I've got just the thing to
ease the pain.  Now, let's get you to the shower," and he put his arm
around her, guiding her out the door.  He stroked her nude body as they
walked to the bathroom, already planning his next move with this gorgeous
young star.

   *************************

   Don adjusted the water and Julie ducked in under the shower, the warm
water soothing her sweaty and semen smeared body.  She stood under the
water, letting it flow over her and watched Don undressing.  He had a nice
body, she thought, her eyes seeing his broad tanned back and tapering
waist. Then he slid his pants down, his rounded buttocks smooth and tanned
and his hairless legs coming into view.  She liked the look of him and
thought he was better looking and had a better body than his other men
performers.  She wondered why he didn't star in the movies.  Don turned
towards her and Julie finally saw his genitals.  He was as beautiful down
there as was the rest of him and she stared at him in wonder.  He wasn't as
big as Ahmed and Joet, nor as big as Ken, but he was certainly man-sized
and his penis looked sleek and smooth as it stuck out horizontaly from his
lightly haired groin.  His testes were as large as the other men's and hung
low from his body.  In spite of her tenderness, she felt a little spasm of
pleasure in her vagina as she watched him walk towards her.  She knew she
was soon going to be touching that erection and probably having it inside
her and she shivered in anticipation.

   Don stopped just before the shower recess and took hold of his penis,
pulling the foreskin back from the glans, exposing the pink cap to Julie.
"What do you think, honey?  You like the look of my cock?"

   Julie blushed and nodded shyly.  She still couldn't get used to the way
all of the men and boys she had met here today walked around with their
things stiff and talked dirty and did dirty things without any
embarrassment or shyness in front of each other and her.  Or the way they
just looked at and touched her body and cunny whenever they wanted to. 
Even though they had done things to her she had never even knew were things
men did to girls and had put their things into her and wee-ed on her and
squirted their stuff in and on her, she still felt shy when it happened -
like now, being alone with Don.  This man had watched her having those
things done to her, had focussed his camera onto her most private areas and
had seen her like nobody ever before had ever seen her - including herself!
And yet she felt shy being like this with him.  She really did enjoy having
the men get aroused and do those things to her and she wondered whether
she, too, would eventually be able to be as relaxed about it as they all
seemed to be.

   Don came in under the shower, his stiff penis brushing against her chest
as he let the water cascade over him.  He took hold of her shoulders and
pressed her to him, her face squashing against his belly, trapping his
hardness between her little-girl breasts.  "Mmmmm!" he grunted.  "Watching
you perform has made me as horny as hell, baby." His hands ran down her
back and grabbed beneath her buttocks.  "Your pussy sore?" he asked her as
his fingers gently stroked between her legs, just touching the edge of her
vulva.

   "A little bit," Julie replied looking up at him, a tingling beginning as
he touched her in spite of the slight soreness.

   Don rubbed his hands gently between her legs, the water making his hands
slip over her bare skin.  "I've got some cream that will make this sweet
little cunt feel better, sweetheart," he said.  "We'll just wash off first,
hey?" He let her go and got a cake of musk-scented soap and lathered it in
his hands.  Then he knelt down, his face level with her nipples and began
soaping all over her body, his hands paying particular attention to her
unformed breasts with their stiffened buds, her backside and between her
buttocks, and, of course, the swollen mound between her legs.  His hands
felt soothing and exciting at the same time and Julie felt herself
trembling under his touch.  Without even thinking, she leaned slightly
forwards and her hands went to his huge organ, one cupping underneath the
large dangling sac with its twin slippery balls while her other attempted
to wrap around Don's manhood.  She began to automatically rub up and down
his shaft, her gaze fixed on the red glans as it came and went beneath its
thin skin covering.  His slit was large, almost reaching right across the
knob and she found herself eagerly anticipating seeing his stuff come
squirting out of him.  Her hand moved rhythmically and Don's fingers
caressed between her engorged labia, their tenderness now over-ridden by
the pleasure of his touch.

   "Oh, shit, honey!" he grunted.  "You're gonna make me cum!" and he began
to rise.  She could feel him starting to spasm and then felt the pulse run
through his cock and watched the jet of sticky grey goo squirt out in a
thick stream, splattering over her belly and pubes.  "Fuuuuck!  Oh, Sweet
Jesus!!" Don cried out as he orgasmed, his sperm spraying out in powerful
bursts, his body jerking from the force of each ejaculation.  His fingers
dug into her pussy, the pain he caused and the excitement of watching his
jissom erupting out of his penis and feeling it splashing onto her body
bringing Julie to her own shuddering climax.  She couldn't help but
collapse against him as her trembling knees buckled beneath her.  Her hands
were covered in the sticky essence that was now oozing from Don's cock. 
Don wrapped his powerful arms around her and pulled her naked body tightly
against him, lowering his face and pressing it against her semen covered
breasts, kissing her nipples and smearing his juices over his own mouth and
cheeks.  His bristles rubbed roughly against her tender buds but this was
not an unpleasant pain to Julie.  They held each other until their bodies
finally steadied.

   "Fuck, baby," Don eventually said, holding her out at arms length, the
warm shower still spraying over them both and gradually washing his essence
from them.  "You are one hell of a sexy little girl.  I've never had anyone
as fuckin' sexy as you.  You'll be a real star, honey." He looked at her
bare pubes.  "That little cunt of your's is going to earn you a fortune."
He reached up and turned off the shower.  "We'd better get that stuff I
told you about and look after it very carefully.  Its a precious little
cunny." He stood up and got a fluffy white towel off the rail and began
drying her down, his hands tender and gentle as he patted her dry.  He gave
himself a cursory drying off then took her hand and led her through the
studio and into what was a huge bedroom through a doorway beyond the
'bazaar'.  It was luxuriously appointed, the walls painted a neutral colour
with modern robes and dresser and the largest bed Julie had ever seen.  It
was covered in a soft looking fleecy material like sheepskin and she ran
her hand over it as they walked past.  The bed was big enough for six
people she reckoned.

   "We make movies in here, too," Don told her as he opened a drawer. 
"Your next one we'll do in here with a couple of other kids and a man and a
woman." He took out a jar of cream and unscrewed the lid.  "Would you like
that?"

   Julie nodded.  She saw their reflection in a huge mirror that ran the
length of the wall beside the bed.  She looked so tiny beside this big
naked man, she thought, turning her body slightly so she could see her
front.  She had several red patches on her, around her nipples, across her
belly and a large area around her pubes and the top of her inner thighs
from where the men and boys had rubbed against her young virginal flesh as
they had used her.

   "Lie down on the bed, sweetie, with your legs wide towards me."

   Julie looked at Don as he spoke, her stomach churning.  She was too sore
and exhausted to have any more done to her.  But she was too weak to
resist.

   Don saw the look in her eyes and he smiled.  "Don't worry, honey.  I'm
just going to rub this cream into your cunt.  It'll take away all the
soreness and redness.  I'll wait until next Saturday to fuck you."

   Julie breathed a sigh of relief and lay back on the bed.  Its covering
was soft and ticklish against her nudity.  She opened her legs and raised
her knees slightly as Don sat on the edge of the bed between them.  He took
a dollop of the cream and began rubbing it gently around her sex, gradually
working it into her skin and inside her.  He paid particular attention to
her labia, stroking the cream along her swollen folds of skin between his
thumb and forefinger.  It soothed her and excited her at the same time, the
cream and the gentle stroking of his fingers, especially when he began to
work it around her stiffened clitoris.  But he didn't bring her off or
deliberately fondle her for arousal, more intent on having her comfortable
than having her sexually stimulated.  But he was aware of her building
excitement as he massaged her clit.

   "It looks like you're ready for another round already," he said, his
eyes sparkling.  "This little bud of your's loves being touched, doesn't
it? I guess your whole body loves it." His hands moved upwards rubbing the
cream over her pubic mound and belly, up towards her chest.  "And these
wonderful little tits," he said, taking a nipple between the thumb and
finger of both hands and rubbing the cream into them.  "They're as bad as
that clit of your's," he laughed.  "They get stiff the minute anyone comes
near them." He rubbed his hands over her chest.  "Thankfully," he added
laughingly.

   Julie felt wonderful.  The cream had eased the throbbing aches and paled
the redness and Don's gentle hands soothed all of the tension from
everywhere.  He gradually slowed his massaging until he was no longer
moving, his hands just resting on her, one between her legs, the other on
her belly.  She looked up at him, her expression relaxed to match her body.

   "Mmmmm.  That was nice," she told him.

   "I enjoyed it, madam," he said grinning.  He stood up and reached down
for her, taking her hand and gently raising her up.  "Your mum's going to
be here soon.  Its almost five o'clock.  You'd better get dressed,
sweetheart." He opened a drawer and took out a pair of shorts and stepped
into them.

   Julie felt slightly disappointed that the afternoon had come to an end.
Only a few hours ago she had been a virgin, an untouched, inexperienced
little girl.  In those few hours she'd been fucked by a boy and a man, been
wee'd on, had drunk a man's wee, had men's stuff squirted on body and in
her mouth and cunny, seen and touched seven penises and been tortured and
abused; and she was disappointed it was over!  She shook her head in
disbelief.  She really had enjoyed it.

   "Let's go, baby," Don said, his arm going around her shoulder and
guiding her out of the room.  He had a pile of papers in his hand that he'd
taken from the top drawer of the dresser and, when they were back in the
original studio and she was putting her clothes back on, he showed it to
her.  "Its two thousand dollars," he said.  "Your first pay packet."

   "Wow!!!!" Julie squealed.  "Did I do that good?!  Mum will be really
happy!"

   "I told you you were a star, honey.  You'll earn lots more than this. 
And I've made arrangements with a banker friend of mine that half of this
goes into an account just for you.  Get used to it.  We'll see you again
next weekend...we might even get you for both Saturday and Sunday.  You
reckon you could handle that?" Julie nodded, her eyes still looking in
disbelief at the money.  He gave her a squeeze.  "Great.  I'm already
looking forward to it.  Now.  Where's your mum?".........

   ===================== pt 4 ======================





   STAR PART 4



   The bus was crowded and Julie watched the scenery flashing past as they
drove along the highway.  Her heart was beating firmly in her chest and she
felt nervous and excited at the same time.  Her mum had been overjoyed when
she had picked her up from the studio last Saturday and seen the size of
the cheque she had earned in her first day of filming.  The money had
certainly made a difference to their lives and their relationship already.
She had a nice lot of new clothes, as did her mum, and her mother looked
after her better, probably only because she realised that her little girl
could make their fortunes if she was looked after properly.  Her mother
didn't hit her once during the week and didn't pick on her at all.  She
also stayed home and didn't go out on the streets at night...the first week
that that had happened for as long as Julie could remember.

   Her mum hadn't talked much about what went on at the studio.  She asked
about the cream Don had given her and checked that Julie used it several
times a day, which the young girl did, rubbing the soothing ointment around
her sore pubes and bruised nipples and feeling them lose their tenderness
almost immediately.  The cream also seemed to soften her skin and kept her
moist 'down there', something Julie rather enjoyed - it was as though she
was always aroused and she could feel herself all slippery when she walked
or even just moved her legs, she could feel her sexuality like she had
never had before.  Maybe, now she had had sex, it was just that she was
more aware of what was between her legs and was more conscious of the
feelings this part of her anatomy could arouse within her.  Her mum never
asked her the specifics of what she had done, what the films were about or
who she had had sex with; but she did ask whether Julie had been hurt and
whether she had liked it or not.  It was the first time Julie had felt that
her mother was concerned about her.  When she had answered that she wasn't
really sure; that there were things she really liked and some she wasn't
too certain about, her mother had just smiled and patted her knee and said
she should always just remember the pay at the end of it.  That is what she
did when she was on the streets; and Julie would find she would enjoy
anything if the money was enough.  So her mother wasn't really concerned
about her - just the money.  But she realised that that was okay by her.

   As the week went on, Julie found herself getting quite excited when she
thought about the coming Saturday.  She had no idea what films Don had
planned; but she knew she was going to be with more men and was going to be
looked at, touched and penetrated by them and this knowledge made her whole
body tingle.  She might also get to do it with Peter again like last
Saturday.  She sort of hoped that might happen.  Although, as Saturday got
closer and closer, she found her thoughts drifting to the larger penises of
the older men, how big they were and how they filled her and made her a
little bit scared.  And she also wondered what sort of new things she might
learn.  Her young mind was filled with a myriad of thoughts that, at times,
became overwhelming.  A couple of times she had tried to talk to her mum
about them, but her mother was enjoying their newfound wealth too much to
want to sit down and talk.  She had 'too much to do', so Julie decided just
to let the days pass without any worry and she would just do what was
required when the time came.

   And now Saturday was here and her new working day already begun.  Her
mother had taken her around to the studio at eight-thirty and Don had met
her at the door.  He told her mother they were going into the country for
the day and he would bring Julie home to her house when they got back.  He
told her mum not to worry as they might be late.  Julie's mum had a date so
she didn't mind what time they returned.  She just told Julie to 'be a good
girl' and reminded her that Don was 'the boss' and she was to do what she
was told; and then she left.  Don had taken Julie around to the back of the
studio where she was surprised to see a bus, loaded up with Don's film-gear
and some food hampers in the back; and a group of men and Peter.

   Julie was excited at seeing Peter again and he gave her a broad grin,
his eyes running over her in her short skirt and western-style shirt and
boots.  He was in similar casual gear and Julie thought how handsome he
looked.  She felt a flutter in her lower belly as she thought of doing it
again with the young boy sometime today.  At least she hoped she would. 
Then her attention went to the other men as Don introduced them.  None of
the men she had been with last Saturday were there and she looked shyly at
her new co-stars.

   "Honey, I'd like you to meet the guys," Don had said.  "Tony, Dave,
Jerry, Rick, Carlos, Julio and you already know Peter.  Guys, this is
Julie." Julie had smiled nervously at each of the men as Don said their
names.  She felt quite small standing there in front of them all.  Their
eyes appraised her and she noticed Carlos and Julio put hands in their
pockets to rearrange themselves as they looked at her.  Tony was a tall,
dark-haired man with a tanned, outdoors look and friendly blue eyes.  Dave
was blonde and about eighteen or so and looked to be the youngest apart
from Peter.  He was a muscular young man and wore a singlet and shorts that
showed off his body.  He had a small, brightly coloured dragon tattooed on
each arm and Julie was surprised to see a tattoo on his thigh going up
under the leg of his shorts and more tattoos peeking out from the top of
his singlet.  Jerry was as tall and athletic looking as the man standing
beside him, Rick, although he was light-haired while Rick was dark.  They
both had similar builds, both muscular but slender and lithe rather than
Dave's more obvious pumped up muscular look.  Carlos and Julio were either
negro or Puerto Rican...Julie found it hard to distinguish them.  Maybe
they were a mix, she decided.  They were both big men, taller than any of
the others and their shoulders were broad tapering to slim waists and hips,
yet they moved around with an easy grace like dancers or gymnasts.  She
felt butterflies in her tummy as she looked at each man and realised that
she would be having sex with them in front of the camera during the next
few hours.

   The men seemed not to be aware of her nervousness...or just ignored
it...greeting and smiling at her and getting on with packing the bus, but
she noticed their eyes running over her each time she glanced their way. 
They were no doubt weighing her up as a sex partner.

   "Hi.  Julie.  Nervous?"

   She started as Peter spoke.  He was standing beside her.  She smiled at
him and nodded, suddenly feeling awkward and shy.

   "You don't need to be," Peter leaned forward and said softly.  "You were
fantastic last week and Don told me you were the best he's had yet.  He's
got big plans for you." He smiled reassuringly.

   "But...they're all so...so..." she began to him.

   "Big?" Peter suggested for her.  "They are, don't worry.  Don only has
guys with big ones in his films."

   Julie blushed and grinned.  She slapped his arm playfully, his words
breaking her concern.  "I didn't mean it that way," she protested.  "But I
guess you're right.  They can't be any bigger than Ahmed, though," she
added.  "Can they?"

   Peter laughed.  "You'll soon find out.  Come on.  Let's get on board,"
and he clambered in to the bus, Julie following.

   And now here they all were, on their way to a property owned by one of
Don's financial backers where the day's filming was going to be done.  The
men were all friendly and all took a turn at sitting beside and talking to
her and to each other.  The mood was light and breezy, although every now
and then, something would be said or suggested that kept a subtle air of
sexuality simmering in the background.  The men touched her when they
talked to her or moved around in the bus, their hands on her shoulders,
head or thigh as they came near.  When they sat next to her, they patted
her bare thigh or rubbed her arm as they spoke to her, most of them letting
their fingers slip up under her skirt on the inside of her thighs, but only
Carlos actually touched her panties.  She had jumped but said nothing and
he just looked at her and smiled before he got up and left.  Several times
she turned to reply to someone only to find herself eye-level with someone
else's groin as they brushed past her to move through the bus.  They seemed
to always turn themselves towards her as they brushed past, too.  But
within a short time of travelling, she was feeling more relaxed.  She had
spoken with all of the men and they all seemed to treat her like a little
sister, trying to put her at ease.  She was still nervous because they were
all so big and she felt crowded by them around her, and she knew that they
were all here for one thing.  They were all going to use her in some way or
another and, if she wanted her pay cheque, she would do whatever they
desired.

   Finally they reached the property.  It was an isolated farm set in the
beautiful surrounds of lush hills and a small river meandering through the
valley between.  The riverbed was sandy and the water clear.  The whole
area was covered in soft, green grass that appeared like a lawn.  The area
around the old farmhouse (which was more like a cabin) was cleared, with
only a couple of large trees at the rear and an old barn off to the side.
The land sloped gently towards the river.  It was private and idyllic and
Julie thought how beautiful it all was.  It looked like a set out of an old
Western movie.

   The men all got out and began unloading the equipment from the bus. 
Julie wandered around the yard looking at the unfamiliar countryside.  She
rarely went into the country and it was exciting.  Peter wandered over to
her.

   "Pretty, hey," he commented.  "We've done a few films out here.  I love
it.  It also feels good to get your gear off and do it out in the open."

   Julie suddenly blushed.  She hadn't thought about that.  She'd never
been naked outdoors and she'd certainly never done 'it' outside - Goodness!
She'd only just started doing 'it' last week so she knew she had a whole
lot of things to experience yet.  She shivered in excitement at the
thought. It could be a lot of fun.  She was suddenly very conscious of
herself 'down there'; and found she was looking forward to having the men
do things to her.

   "Hey, Julie?" She turned at Rick's call.  "We're ready to get started,
honey.  Don wants you to come into the house so we can get organised."

   Pete grinned at her.  "Well.  There's six horny guys waiting in there
for their star," he said.  "You should have heard them talking about you
when you weren't near back in the city." He looked at her cheekily. 
"Getting wet in the pussy?"

   "You're disgraceful!" Julie laughed, smacking his arm.  "Are you stiff
yet?" she retorted.

   Pete made a playful grab under her skirt and Julie squealed.  Rick's
call for them to get moving as he went into the house, stopped the
situation from going any further and they both ran towards the doorway.

   The men were all lounging in the large open room that was the old
homestead.  Julie looked around her as she and Pete entered.  There were no
walls inside, just a big, open area divided into various sections by the
furniture placed in each part.  The wall opposite her from the doorway was
a plate window running the full length of the house, allowing a spectacular
view over the gardens sloping down towards the river with the hills in the
background.  She stared out at the view.  It was like a picture postcard.
Then her eyes were drawn to a group of lights set up around a large bed
near the window, just beyond the lounge area.  The bed was covered in an
off-white quilt that draped floorlength over each side.  There were no
pillows and it was obviously a set for one of the films.  Julie felt a
thrill run through her and her heart began beating a little harder.  This
was it.  This was what they had all come to this beautiful place for.  This
was her career.  She felt the room quieten and her attention went to the
others in the room.  They were all looking at her and smiling.  Her eyes
went to Don.  He was looking at her expectantly and she realised he had
spoken to her.

   "Uh...I'm sorry, Don.  Did you say something?" she said embarrassedly.

   "I just asked if that met with your satisfaction," he replied.  The
little girl looked confused.  "I was explaining the procedure for the day.
Weren't you listening?" He gave a sigh, realising she had only just
arrived. "We've got three films to get through today so we'll need to keep
on track.  The first one will be with you, Pete and Dave." Julie looked at
the man as he turned and winked at her.  Pete nudged her and grinned. 
"Then Pete, Carlos and Julio will do a mainly gay film with you in it as
well.  Then we get to the main film which I'll explain later.  Okay?" The
young girl nodded, getting slightly nervous now the time had arrived. 
"We'll do the first film in here," Don continued.  "You guys can watch if
you want," he said to the other men, then took Dave, Pete and Julie aside.

   "Right now.  Here's the plot.  Julie, you come onto the bed where Dave
is sleeping.  You pull back the covers and have a good look at him.  He
wakes up and you start fiddling around together and then he fucks you. 
Pete catches you and decides to join in.  Simple as that," he said and
smiled.  "Well...almost," he added.  Julie looked at him quizzically and he
gave her a squeeze.  "You'll find out, sweetheart.  Just do as good as last
week and you'll get another bonus.  I expect great things from my little
star." He walked over towards the bed.

   "Okay, kiddos.  Lets get this show on the road," Dave said, following
Don.

   Pete squeezed her hand.  "I think you'll like it with Dave," he said. 
"Wait 'til you see his body.  I hope you'll like what I'll do, too.  I've
really been looking forward to this ever since we did it last Saturday."

   Julie looked at him coyly and blushed at the memory of his love-making.
She had often thought about it and him during the week and to know he had
thought of her made her feel special.  "I'm looking forward to doing it
with you again," she told him.  "It was nice."

   "Looks like they're ready for you.  Better go over," he said, patting
her buttocks.

   Julie went over to the bed.  Dave was lying under a sheet and the other
men were all standing behind Don watching what was going to happen.  The
thought of all of them watching her made her a little more nervous, but
also increased her excitement.  As long as she did good, she thought.

   "Right," Don said.  "Everyone quiet.  Dave, you stay 'asleep' until I
touch your foot.  Julie, you come into scene and sit on the bed and look at
Dave.  Slowly pull the sheet off him then start looking at him.  You're a
little girl curious about men.  This is your chance to have a look and to
feel one.  Just do what you feel like, okay?" The little girl nodded.  This
movie seemed as though it would be fairly easy.  "Action!" Don said and she
waited a moment before walking into view and sitting on the edge of the
bed. Don moved around, his camera ensuring all aspects of the scene would
be caught.

   Dave was 'asleep', the sheet around his waist and covering his lower
body.  He was lying with his back towards her and Julie looked at his
muscular, tanned back.  Their was a colourful tattoo of a dragon, its head
going up towards Dave's shoulder, its wings covering his shoulderblades and
upper back.  The dragon's long, lizard-like body curved down the man's
spine, disappearing under the sheet.  Julie was fascinated by it and she
slowly pulled the sheet down, exposing more of the dragon as well as Dave's
body.  He was naked (as she thought he would be) and his rounded, firm
buttocks looked taut and muscular.  The dragon's tail curled around his
right buttock, the end of it curving up into the small of his back before
running down into the crevice between both buttocks.  Where it ended up
fascinated Julie and she leaned forward to look between Dave's buttocks. 
She had to pull them slightly apart, which she did as though she was rather
nervous but Dave made no move to 'wake up' and she followed the tattoo to
its end.  It stopped right at the man's anus and she found herself looking
at the deeply indented hollow.  She knew tattoos were done with needles and
she wondered what it had felt like to have the dragon's tail done.  She ran
her finger down the dragon, following its twisted body from its head on
Dave's shoulder right down his back and over his buttocks to the tip of its
tail.  His body was satiny smooth and Julie could feel a light sweat
covering him.  Her finger rested at the edge of his anus and she wondered
whether she was game enough to touch him in its centre.

   She didn't get a chance to, as Dave slowly rolled onto his back and she
had to take her hands from his buttocks and shift to the edge of the bed.
As he turned, he pushed the sheet right off his body with his feet and
Julie couldn't help a gasp of surprise as the front of the man's nude body
came into her sight.  The tattoos she had seen on his thighs were snakes
that went up each thigh and curved around over his belly, intertwining as
they went downwards over his pubes.  The thing that really amazed her was
that the snakes covered Dave's thick penis, one running along one side, its
head covering the glans; and the other running up the other side, its head
below the underside of the glans, its tongue forked either side of the slit
in Dave's tip and touching the other snake's head.  The snakes were as
colourful as the dragon on the man's back and she could see the finer
details of scales over their lengths.  She couldn't help but wonder how
they must have felt being done...and what the Tattooist must have thought
as he did them!  Had Dave been stiff while they were being applied?  Or
would the pain have kept him soft?  Maybe tattoos didn't hurt as much as
she'd always thought.  Maybe she could get one!  Her thoughts tumbled
around as she gazed in fascination at Dave's colourful body.  It was so
erotic!

   Dave's body was completely devoid of hair and the tattoos stood in
strong contrast to his smooth, tanned skin.  The man's penis was lying
loosely between his legs, his testicles just visible either side of the
thick organ.  Julie could see Dave's well-formed muscles beneath his
smoothness and she felt her lower belly fluttering as she gazed over him.
Her finger touched the end of the tattooed snake's tail and slowly traced
along its form.  She saw tiny goose-bumps rise on Dave's skin as her finger
trailed over the tight skin of his belly, around his navel, then downwards
towards his manhood.  She felt the faint prickle of bristles under her
fingertip as she ran it over his pubic bone and saw his penis starting to
move as she neared it, slowly engorging, swelling and lengthening between
his thighs.  Her finger travelled over the thickening organ, the loose skin
crinkling up beneath her finger as she moved up towards his glans.  Her
other hand slid over his thigh and took hold of him, feeling his spongy
flesh hardening as she raised it, her eyes watching the snakes filling out
as he erected.  As his glans swelled, it flattened and flared and the snake
head covering it took on the appearance of a cobra's hood.  Dave's glans
was almost flat and his penis was very curved as it hardened, jutting
upwards from his bare pubes just like a striking snake.  Her eyes travelled
down its length to the testes beneath.  They were quite large and she could
see that each was covered in a pattern of dark blue dots similar to the
body tattoos of the Pacific natives she had seen in books.  The man's
scrotum was smooth and firm, his testes held close to his body, not like
the other men she had seen with them dangling loosely beneath them.  She
let her hand slide down Dave's now solid penis and onto his balls, feeling
them move slightly in their firm sac as she pressed her hand on them. 
Suddenly her hand was gripped and she realised Dave had 'woken up'.

   "You like what you see, kid?" he asked her, his voice rather surly.  She
didn't know how she was supposed to react so she took the role of an
innocent young girl caught doing something wrong.

   "I...I'm sorry," she said, looking scared.  "I was only..."

   "Only what?  Only trying to get me hard?" Dave cut in.  She tried to
pull her hand away but he jerked her towards him.  "Don't try to leave off
now, you little tease.  Look at my dick!  You're gonna have to do something
about that."

   "But...what do...?" she acted confused, her hand placed back on the
man's erection.

   "You can start by getting your gear off," he said, his manner
threatening.  "Stand up there and undress."

   "But I...you...I'm..."

   "Do it, kid!  Or I'll do it for you!" he threatened, raising a hand as
though to strike her and Julie scrambled off the bed, her wrist still held
by Dave's other hand.  She began unbuttoning her shirt, the man's eyes
watching her intently.  She was very conscious of Don positioning himself
to catch the best views of her stripping; and of the men behind him all
watching her.  But she was mostly conscious of the stiff snake that stood
up from her soon-to-be-partner's groin.  As soon as she had seen it, seen
his penis and his testes - as soon as she had seen his nude body - her sex
had begun tingling and she knew she was becoming moist and already aroused
down there.  She had wanted the man's thing in her hand, in her mouth, in
her pussy as soon as she had seen it.  She realised that her body ached to
be fondled, poked and prodded and gazed upon by men; and she wanted to be
the object of their lust.  She hadn't realised how much last weekend had
really changed her life and way of thinking.

   She opened her shirt, slipping it off her shoulders, exposing her flat
chest to the man's eyes.  Her nipples were swollen and Dave licked his lips
as he looked at them, then reached out and took hold of one, rubbing it
between his fingers.

   "Nice little titties," he said.  "Let's see the rest of you."

   Julie unbuttoned her skirt and it dropped to the floor, leaving her
standing in only a thin pair of sexy new panties her mum had bought her and
her boots.  Dave's eyes were glued to her groin and she could feel her
panties were sticking to her, had ridden into her crack on the trip up
here. She knew all of the men could see her cunny outlined in them.  And
she knew that that was the part of her anatomy they were most interested
in. Slowly, teasingly, she hooked her fingers in the thin sides of the
panties and began lowering them.  The room went quiet as she pulled them
lower and lower, feeling them catching at her groin before coming free and
exposing her bare pussy to the waiting eyes.  She let them drop to the
floor, stepping out of them, then standing still, her legs slightly apart
as Don zoomed in on her and Dave stared at her sex.  She could feel her
labia had swollen, as had her clitoris; and she knew from looking at
herself in the mirror during the week when she had rubbed the cream into
herself, that they would be peeking out from her slit in what she thought
was a most alluring way.  In fact she had practised different stances in
front of the mirror whilst she was aroused to find which was the most sexy
looking - as far as she could tell.  From the collective indrawing of
breath from the men watching, she had obviously chosen the correct one this
time.

   "Not a bad looking cunny, sweetheart.  You ever had a cock in there?"
Dave asked her crudely, letting go of her wrist and putting his hand
between her legs.  "Mmmmm.  Nice and wet already," he said, his fingers
probing her, opening her for Don's camera.  "Get up here on the bed."

   Julie did as she was told and Dave made her sit astride his chest, her
legs splayed wide open.  Her knees were just below his armpits, her thighs
flat against his chest and he looked at her wide-spread pubes shining wetly
in the light coming in through the window.  Her hands balanced herself,
resting on the firm muscles of his chest.  She looked down and saw that
each of his nipples was surrounded by an elongated oval tattoo; then
realised they were done to look like a woman's sex, the nipple sticking out
stiffly from the top of the design like a large clitoris, the aureole
giving a deeper colour to the inner area.  She found that very erotic and
she touched his nipple, feeling the hard nub and it was like touching
herself - except it was dry and she was wet.  Tingles rippled through her
lower belly as Dave stroked her clitoris in time with her touch on his
nipple and it really was like touching herself.  How many other girls and
women had done the same thing with him?  she wondered.  Maybe she'd get a
penis tattooed on her breast and see if it had the same effect on men!

   Dave's fingers were probing into her opening, rubbing her stickiness all
over her and teasing her into full arousal.  Julie began panting as her
need to have him inside her grew and she responded to his pressure by
sliding herself down his body until she felt his hard penis pressing
against her.  Don had the camera aimed right between her legs as she eased
up to let Dave's tattooed organ come beneath her.  He took hold of himself
and Julie watched as the snake head came towards her opening - came towards
its hole.  She was so aroused and slick that the man eased straight into
her, her vagina encompassing his thickness like a hot, wet glove.  She
could feel him forcing her body open inside as he pushed upwards and it was
like being filled with a hard, burning shaft of solid metal.  She gasped as
he forced himself to the entrance to her womb.  She was glad he was not
very long, as his thickness would hurt if he was able to force his way into
that tight cavity.  As it was, her wide-spread sex was pressed against his
bare pubes.  She looked at where they joined and saw the two entwined
snakes disappearing into her.  It even felt like she was filled with two
snakes!

   Dave began lifting her up and down on his shaft, his muscles bulging as
he worked her upon him.  She felt his thickness sliding up and down inside
her vagina and felt her excitement building.  Dave was panting as well and
seemed to be getting even harder inside her.  The muscles on his stomach
stood out and she could see his veins running all over him as his tension
increased with his excitement.

   "And what's going on here, then?"

   The sound of the voice cut through Julie's awareness and Dave stopped
moving.  The girl turned her head and saw Peter standing behind them.  He
was nude and she saw his penis was erect, jutting up and outwards from his
smooth groin.  Her heart flipped as she gazed once more on his beautiful
young body and the wonderful penis that had been the first to go inside
her; the penis she had often dreamed of holding and making come during the
past week.

   Dave began moving himself lazily inside her.  "You want to join us,
buddy?" he asked the boy.  "I'm sure the kid here won't mind.  Will you,
baby?"

   Julie realised it was just a rhetorical question, because Pete
immediately climbed up on the bed and knelt between Dave's legs without
hesitation.  The man slid his hands down her back and grasped her buttocks,
pulling them apart and she knew that Peter was looking at her anus.  She
jumped when she felt his finger touch her there, then run up and down the
ridge between it and where the man entered her.  The boy put his hand
against her back and pushed her forward so she was lying on top of Dave,
her nude body pressed onto his.  His sweat was cool against her heat.  Don
moved around the bed until he was filming her from behind, filming what was
happening between her and Dave's legs.  Then she felt the tickle of Pete's
hair against her anus and buttocks and, with a start, realised Pete had his
face between their legs, was pressing his face onto Dave's penis as it
started to slide in and out of her again.  She felt his fingers running
around her stretched orifice, teasing her clitoris as well as the shaft
inside her.  Then she felt his tongue slide up from her cunny along the
ridge to her anus and the boy began to lick her hole and press his tongue
against her opening.  She had a fleeting concern about whether she smelled
down there; but it was only momentary.  This new sensation was electric,
tingles rippling through her body from the two parts being manipulated. 
She felt Pete's tongue becoming more insistant, forcing her sphincter open
and slobbering his spit over her.  She suddenly realised what he intended
and her body tensed.

   "Relax, sweetheart," Dave said lecherously.  "We're gonna make you into
a sandwich.  You're the filling and Pete and me will be the bread!"

   She gave a start and reflexively pulled away as Pete's finger suddenly
poked into her anus; but Dave held her firmly anchored on his penis.  Pete
began rubbing his finger in and out of her, coating his saliva and her
discharge around her sphincter.  It made her feel like she wanted to go to
the toilet and she clenched her anus.

   "Mmmm, baby," Dave grunted, squeezing her against him.  "That feels
great!  Come on, Pete.  I'm gonna go off in a minute!"

   Pete pulled his finger out of her and Julie felt the blunt, spongy heat
of his glans come up against her.  The boy held her hips and pressed
inwards making Julie cry out as he began forcing her anus open, the tight
muscle stretching to let his erection entry into her.  The young girl cried
out again as Pete kept the pressure bearing at her, his penis slowly
sliding through the tight ring and into her bowels.

   The pain was intense as her body seemed to be split apart by the two
hard shafts that filled her.  But, along with the pain, was an intense
pleasure, her lower body seemed a mass of sensitive nerve endings that
tingled at every movement the man and boy made.  Pete's hands moved up
under her chest and he took hold of her nipples, squeezing and tweaking the
hard little nubs as he began moving himself in and out of her backside. 
Dave lay beneath her, not moving, his hands caressing over her and Pete's
buttocks as the boy worked on her.  She could feel his penis squeezing the
thin skin between her bowel and vagina against the man's thickness in her
other passage.  Pete was rubbing himself up and down Dave's penis as much
as he was fucking her arse; and it was this friction - and her clenching
and unclenching each time he thrust inwards - that was bringing Dave off.

   Julie could feel pressure building inside her.  Her lower body was a
convergence of exquisite sensations, all pain having been dispersed as her
eroticism increased.  She was still aware of the camera recording her
double impalement and of the men all standing around breathless (and no
doubt all fully aroused) watching her being fucked, but this just added to
her excitement.  Suddenly Dave thrust hard up against her and gasped. 
Julie knew he was coming and felt his penis swelling and seeming to ripple
inside her, then felt a flush of heat as his seed burst into her.  His
pulsating and the pressure against her clitoris brought her to her own
shuddering orgasm and her slender body quivered as her spasms rippled
outwards from her tender bud.  Pete felt both of them stiffening and he let
himself go, his virile ejaculation even more explosive than the older
man's. Julie felt the boy's seed like a cool wash deep within her body as
he held himself hard against her buttocks, his hands grasping her chest. 
His breath rasped in her ears as he jerked several times above her - then
he finally collapsed over her, his naked body smooth against her own.

   It was the feel of Pete covering her that gradually brought Julie down,
feeling her body pleasantly encased between the firm, muscly smoothness of
the man on whom she was lying and covered by the slender softness of the
boy on top of her.  Their penises were still fully embedded, but the tight
hardness had gone out of them and they were both returning to a more easily
accomodated sponginess.  The three of them lay breathing heavily, the man
and boy both nuzzling the little girl between them, their hands gently
caressing her as they slowly unwound.  She was all squelchy inside as they
moved slightly within her.  Don indicated by touch that he was ready to end
filming and this was the signal for Pete and Dave to finish off.  It was a
disappointment to Julie as they both withdrew from her, but she realised
that Don wanted to end the film with their penises slipping out of her
covered in her juices and dribbling sperm.  They felt like two thick slugs
as they flopped wetly between her legs.

   "That's a wrap," Don said, breaking the silence that filled the cabin.
His voice seemed to release everyone and the men watching all began talking
and moving.  Julie could hear snippets of "great little cunt" and "can't
wait to get a piece of the kid," and the like.  Hearing the men talk
eagerly about her made her feel very important and Julie felt a warm glow
inside her.  Pete hugged her and rolled off her onto his back on the bed.

   "Good one, Julie," he said, fondling his softened penis.  She looked at
it and then up into his eyes.  He smiled at her, his hand rubbing her
buttock.  "I didn't hurt your arse too much?" he asked and she shook her
head.

   "It hurt to start but then it was good," she told him.

   "I'm going to stick my cock up there in the last film," Dave said, his
hands tracing up the crack between her buttocks.  "Most guys like fucking
up the arse as much as in the cunt.  Your cunt was as tight as an arsehole,
though, honey." He looked at Pete.  "I love double-fucking with you, buddy.
You really move your dick around." He rolled Julie off him and sat up. 
"Well, we can't stay here too long.  We're on a pretty tight schedule.  You
better get cleaned up, Julie.  You too, Pete.  Over there at the shower
recess." He urged the two children up.

   Julie realised when she got off the bed that she still had her boots on.
She sat on the edge of the bed and Pete tugged them off her, pulling her
legs up and out as he did so and lecherously ogling between her legs each
time he did so.  She was a sticky, gooey mess down there and she could feel
the man and boy's sperm oozing down inside her and out of her holes each
time Pete moved her legs apart.  They were both laughing and several of the
men were watching and laughing with them.  Julie suddenly felt very relaxed
and grown-up.  She felt very comfortable in her role as the Star amongst
these men - the Star of pornographic sex movies.  She realised she was
looking forward to all of the men having her in the next few hours, some of
them probably more than once.  It seemed to her that the more degrading the
movie was, the more her body responded and she wondered what other things
Don had in store for her.  She stood up as the last boot came off and the
two youngsters walked unconcernedly naked across the cabin to clean
themselves up.

   **************************

   "You were great...as usual," Don said, his arm going around Julie and
giving her a hug.  "Did you like the double-fuck?"

   Julie had had her shower, Dave and Pete joining her and 'cleaning' her
(so they said) especially between her legs and her nipples.  They had both
stiffened again as soon as they had begun playing with her nude body and,
when she had tried to touch them, they both turned away, both concerned
they might come again if she played with them.  It had been a lot of fun.
Now she was refreshed and wearing just a light wrap-around and was sitting
on the couch beside Don as he got his camera ready for the next film.

   "Yes," she said in answer to his question.  "It hurt a bit to start with
but then it felt terrific."

   "You used that cream like I told you?" the photographer asked.  "I
thought you must have," he continued when Julie nodded.  "Your pussy looked
really sexy and wet.  That cream will keep you lubed up all the time.  Use
it around your backside as well and it'll help there.  It might be an idea
to put some on each time you fuck."

   "I just did," the little girl said, proud of herself for being one step
ahead of her boss.  "It helps straight away.  Makes me feel all tingly
again." She shivered delightfully and Don laughed.

   "You're a sexy little tart," he said fondly.  "I've never had a girl as
good as you so young, honey.  The guys are just about coming in their pants
they're so eager to get into you.  Well," he said, standing up.  "Let's get
the next one underway."

   =========================== pt 5 =====================



   STAR PART 5



   JULIE'S SECOND DAY OF FILMING - MOVIE NUMBER TWO





   Julie followed Don as he went outside onto the verandah where the men
were all gathered.  Don kept walking towards the barn and several men and
Pete followed.  Julie fell into step with Pete.  He had put on a pair of
ragged bib-and-brace overalls after their shower and she knew he was naked
beneath the loose garment.  She was wearing just the flimsy wrap Don had
given to her when she was drying herself off in the shower recess.  He had
told her not to put on her panties.  The filmy material barely covered her
and was almost transparent.  She'd received more than a few whistles of
appreciation from the men when they had seen her, which made her feel good.
Wrapped around so it just covered her nipples it only just covered her bare
pubes, and as she moved, it kept flickering open at the join to give
glimpses of her nudity beneath.  Don had explained to her that, as the only
female here, she had to keep the men aroused and interested so they would
perform satisfactorally and by wearing sexy outfits this would help.  Julie
found she also felt rather sexy wearing it and was not self-conscious, in
spite of its briefness.  The men were all going to be looking at and doing
things to her so if she could help Don by doing this, so be it.  (He had
also told her that some of the men only did things with boys and were going
to use Pete instead of her and for her not to mind if those men didn't get
stiff with her...to which she'd told him that that was okay.  That she'd
already guessed that from some of the talk.  Don seemed to be pleased about
that.)

   Pete was walking beside Carlos and Rick was with Don and they were still
in the clothes they had worn here, although Rick had removed his singlet
and wore only a faded pair of jeans while Carlos wore shorts and tee-shirt.
She felt small beside the two adult men.  They entered the barn and Julie
looked around.  There was a huge pile of straw and several stalls where
horses would normally be kept.  The smell was one that the girl found quite
pleasant, like the smell of the annual agricultural show in the city, or a
circus.

   "Right.  Pete.  You are the stable boy and you're cleaning out the
stall. Carlos, you and Rick come in and start harassing him, getting him to
strip, then fucking and sucking with you guys.  Julie?" Don turned towards
her as she stared around the old structure, noticing the beams of sunlight
making shafts through the dusty air, giving the barn an enchanted look. 
There were spotlights in several areas of the building, highlighting
particular spots in the gloomy interior.  She was listening to Don and
looked at him as he spoke to her.  "You're asleep in the hay and wake up
when Pete yells out.  You come over to help your brother and the men
include you in their screwing.  Everyone clear?" he asked.  They all
nodded. "Okay.  Pete you go into the stall."

   The boy moved into the stall that was lit by the spotlights.  Julie
thought he looked cute in the baggy coveralls, his body glistening with
sweat from the heat of the lights, his hair still damp from his shower.

   "Julie, we'll start with a shot of you in the hay, then pan to Pete
working.  Lie down on the pile there...that's it.  We'll arrange that
wrap...yes...like that..." Don muttered to himself as he arranged the young
girl, moving her legs and rucking up the soft material she was wearing. 
"There.  Now we can see your little pussy." He squatted beneath her and
looked through his camera.  "Hmmm.  I can start with a close-up of your
cunt, then pan back and around to get you in shot with Pete in the stall.
Yeah...that's it...." He stood up.  "Right people.  Action!" and the second
film of the day was underway.

   Don knelt at Julie's feet and focused in on her bare pubes, her labia
visible between her spread legs, her vagina glistening wetly under the
spotlight aimed at her from the rafter.  The wrap was bunched around her
waist and the little girl felt herself aroused by the knowledge that Don
was looking at her so closely in his camera.  Even with her eyes closed,
she sensed his moving back and away to bring Pete into shot as he swept the
stall.  The light above her faded and she knew she was no longer in camera
and she sat up quietly to watch Pete performing.  He looked so alone under
the glare of the spotlight lighting the stall in the gloomy barn.  The door
had been closed to allow Don to set the mood with his lights.

   "Well what have we here?" Rick said, coming into the stall and looking
at Pete.  The boy started and cringed when he saw the man.

   Carlos came up beside his companion.  "Hey, its a little playmate for
us, Rick.  What's your name, boy?"

   "P..P...Pete..." Pete answered, looking frightened.  He held the broom
in front of him and looked at the two men.  They lounged against the stall
entrance.  Julie could see very clearly from behind Don, the bright lights
making everything stand out against the dark timber walls.

   "Well, P...P...P...Pete," Carlos mimicked, laughing.  "I'm Carlos.  Me
and Rick like to play with little boys.  You want to play with us?" He
sauntered into the light.  "We know some good games to play with little
boys, don't we, Rick?"

   "Sure do," Rick said, following Carlos into the stall.

   "Wh..wh...what do you want?" Pete stammered.  moving back as the men
came nearer.  He looked even younger than his eleven years and much smaller
than the men, thought Julie, admiring his acting.

   "We just want to have some fun, Pete," Rick said.  "You look hot doing
that work.  Why don't you take your clothes off?"

   "Yeah, Petey.  Let's see you do that in the raw," Carlos agreed, pulling
up a crate and sitting on it, his eyes on Pete.

   "But...I...er...Its..." Pete looked at the men as though really scared.

   "No buts, kid.  Get undressed!" Rick ordered, standing with his leg up
on a box.

   Pete looked uncertain as he slowly unclipped one shoulder strap on the
coveralls, letting it drop.  The bib dropped on that side exposing the
boy's nipple and immature chest.  Both men whistled approval as Pete
unclipped the other side, looking at them nervously as he held the bib up
when the strap over his shoulder dropped, allowing the back of the
coveralls to gape, exposing the rounded tops of his buttocks and the top of
the cleavage between them.  It was obvious the coveralls would fall to the
floor when he let go of the bib and he stood there as though shy and
uncertain.

   "Drop 'em, Petey," Carlos said, his voice low.  He rubbed his groin and
gazed at the youngster standing before him.

   Pete was still for a moment, his eyes going from one man to the other.
Then he let go of the bib and the coveralls dropped in a heap around his
feet, leaving him standing there naked.  He clasped his hands in front of
him as though trying to hide his genitals from the men's sight, his head
bowed as though acutely embarrassed.

   "Take your hands away, boy," Carlos ordered.

   Pete slowly let his hands drop to his sides and the men wolf-whistled
when they saw the boy's penis curving out from his bare pubes.  His testes
hung low and full, too big to be hidden by the youngster's penis, as large
as it was.  He looked absolutely beautiful standing there naked under the
spotlight.  Julie drew in her breath as she gazed upon him.  Her eyes were
drawn to his penis and testes, seeing again how large he was for a young
boy, almost as big as the men she had seen so far.  She loved how it looked
when it was soft, hanging in front of him like a smooth, firm sausage.  She
had never really seen penises like that - they had usually always been
stiff or semi-stiff when she was involved with them - and she wanted to
touch it like that.  She could see the end of his penis was covered by the
tube of skin that covered his shaft, hiding the bright pink glans that was
so blatant when his penis was erect.  The foreskin gave his flaccid organ a
tiny nose at its tip.  His scrotal sac looked almost transparent in the
bright light, his testicles appearing as though they were showing through
the thin membrane.

   "Very nice," Rick commented and Carlos grunted his agreement.  "Get on
with your work, boy.  Let's see you swing."

   Pete stepped out of his fallen garment and took up the broom. 
Completely naked, he began sweeping the stall floor again, his young body
gleaming beneath the lights as he did as he was instructed.  Quite
naturally, he kept his body in such a way as to display himself to the men,
and to Don's camera.  Julie realised that Pete was fully in control of
everything he did, whilst maintaining an air of uncertainty and shyness for
the sake of the story.

   The two men watched the boy, their eyes seeking out every secret inch of
his body as he moved in front of them.  After a few minutes, Carlos spoke.
"Put the broom down, Petey, and come here."

   The boy slowly did as he was told, walking shyly towards the two men,
his body facing Julie and the camera.  His genitals were the centre of her
attention as they swung between his smooth thighs.  She could see that his
penis had begun to fill, the shiny tip of his glans glistening as it peeked
from the stretching foreskin.  He was so smooth and beautiful, she thought.
She watched enthralled as Pete came up to the two men and stood before
them.

   Carlos reached out and took hold of the boy's penis.  "You know what
this is for, besides pissing?" he asked the youngster, squeezing his glans
and making him squirm.  Pete nodded shyly.  "Its for fucking, right?" the
man said.  Pete nodded again.  The man squeezed him harder and Pete gasped.
"Wrong!" Carlos said.  He turned the boy around and poked him between his
buttocks.  "This is for fucking!" he said and laughed, his finger prodding
at Pete's anus.  Rick laughed along with Carlos, moving to stand beside the
nude boy.  He pulled the cheeks of Pete's buttocks apart so Don could film
Carlos with his finger inside the lad.  Pete was acting scared and as
though the finger was strange and uncomfortable inside his anus, raising up
on tiptoes and struggling to escape the men's grasp, his naked body
writhing under the glare of the lights.

   Rick slapped him on the buttock.  "Cut your squirming, boy.  It'll do
you no good," he growled menacingly.  "We're gonna fuck this tight little
arse of your's whether you let us or not.  So you might as well stop your
struggling and enjoy it.  Right, Carlos?"

   "Right on, man.  What you reckon, Petey?  You gonna stop the fighting?"
He let go of the boy's penis and put his hand over his smooth belly,
pulling him back towards him until he either had to sit on the man's leg or
fall over.  He sat awkwardly on the man's knee.  Julie could see that his
penis had stiffened more with Carlos's handling and it now stuck out from
Pete's groin in a curving arc.  The pink glans was fully uncovered.

   "Pheeew!" whistled Rick.  "The boy's gettin' a boner, Carlos.  Looks
like he likes to fool around.  Do you, boy?"

   "Aww...please, mister...I don't...what do you...?" Pete stammered,
trying still to escape the hands of the men as they stroked him.

   "We're just gonna have some fun with you, boy.  You ever seen a man's
dick?" Rick asked, unbuttoning his jeans.

   Pete squirmed on Carlos's lap, the dark man's hands frisking his penis
into full erection and holding him tight against him.  He looked at the man
standing before him.  "N...n...no," he stuttered, shaking his head.

   "Well you're gonna see a couple of beauties.  What do you think of
this." He dropped his jeans to his knees exposing his awesome manhood to
Pete.  Julie stared at it.  It was the biggest one she had seen so far,
even bigger than Ahmed's last week.  It was probably as long, but it was as
thick as Dave's which made the shaft of hard man-flesh seem even bigger. 
It thrust out thick-veined and angry looking from a dark bush of hair at
the base of Rick's flat, taut belly.  His testes were tight, a smooth bulge
beneath his penis that accented the thick column of flesh above.  Julie
could see the flared head glistening with leakage and felt herself tingle
between her legs as she gazed at it.  She doubted she was going to manage
to get that monster inside her...but thought it was certainly going to be
exciting trying.  She was wet between her legs from watching Peter and she
felt a tickle down the inside of her thigh.  She unconsciously wiped it on
the hem of her wraparound, her hand remaining pressed between her thighs.

   "You're gonna suck that thing," Carlos said, pushing Pete to his knees
on the floor in front of him.  The boy raised his head and looked up at the
man standing above him.  Rick reached down and took a handful of Pete's
hair and pulled the boy up until he was almost standing, his face level
with the tip of his penis.  He pulled Pete towards him, rubbing the slick
end of his erection over the boy's face and mouth then forcing it between
his lips.  Julie saw Pete open wide to take the swollen head into his mouth
and she could almost taste the salty tang of his pre-cum in her own mouth.
Her mouth was dry and her breathing quickened as she watched Pete begin
fellating the man.

   Carlos stood up and dropped his shorts, lifting his bare feet out of
them whilst pulling his tee-shirt off.  Julie was amost over-come with awe
when she saw the big man's nude body.  He was a rich, coppery colour all
over, muscles rippling beneath his satiny skin at every movement.  His
chest and shoulders were broad, his nipples almost black on his bulging
pectoral muscles.  His belly was like a wash-board, hard and rippled with
muscle, his navel a neat protrusion from which a line of crinkly black hair
descended downwards to a neat, triangular bush of pubic hair at his groin.
His penis was like a small trunk, almost purplish in colour and arcing out
from the base of his belly, the glans exposed and pink at its end, swollen
and glistening with its collar of black foreskin ringing the coronal rim.
The dark penal skin had a sheen like silk along its length and large veins
wriggled each side, one running up over the top surface towards the crown.
Beneath, hanging in a pouch that had the same silken sheen and looked to be
as soft as that same material, swung two enormous testicles, the size and
shape of large hen eggs.  On the side of each teste, Julie could see what
looked to be a tangle of tubing that ran into the man's scrotum and up into
his groin.  Carlos's scrotum was completely devoid of hair, as bare as
Pete's.  She was fascinated by it as it swung between the man's smooth
thick thighs.

   Carlos knelt behind Pete, leaning forward and spreading the boy's
buttocks.  Then he pressed his face into the cleavage and Julie saw Pete
jerk as he did so.  She angled around to look over Don's shoulder as the
film maker zoomed in.  She saw Carlos move back slightly, then watched as
he licked around Pete's anus, his tongue smearing spittle all around the
anal area before prodding and poking at the pink inner flesh of the boy's
wrinkled sphincter.  The man brought his finger up and used it to further
tease the tight opening, slowly pressing inwards until it finally entered
the boy.  Pete gave a muffled cry and tried to pull back from the penis now
filling his mouth, but Rick kept him held firmly to him.  Carlos began
sliding his finger in and out of Pete's anus and Julie watched, remembering
how it had felt when Pete had done it to her just a short time earlier. 
She knew what he was experiencing and realised she would change places with
him, now.  She had ended up enjoying the sensations that had been caused by
the man and boy both using her together.  Now it was Pete's turn.

   Carlos moved and Julie's attention was drawn to him as he knelt back
from Pete.  She stared when she saw that his penis had stiffened and now
stood horizontally from his groin.  It was so long and thick, it looked as
though its weight kept it from sticking upwards.  Julie was flabbergasted!
She suddenly realised she had no real idea of how big men's penises could
be.  She had thought the men last Saturday, Ken, Ahmed and Joet, were big;
and that Pete was nearly as big as them.  Then she'd seen Rick's; and now
Carlos and she realised that men came in all shapes and sizes and colours!
Carlos's penis was as long as her forearm and as thick as her wrist.  It
looked smooth and hard, yet had a softness about its appearance created by
the satiny look of the skin that covered it.  It didn't look veined and
angry like Rick's, nor was it quite as large.  The glans was streamlined,
coming off the end of the shaft like the head of a missile, its pink colour
contrasting starkly to the dark of the shaft.  It bobbed in front of the
black man as he took hold of Pete's hips and slid his arm around underneath
the boy's belly and lifted him into a kneeling position, raising his
buttocks up level with his erection.  Then he slowly brought the squirming,
grunting boy back towards him, his penis coming against the pale pink
wetness of his anus.  Pete struggled more when he felt the huge organ
pressing against him, Carlos pushing inwards and his penis bending as its
blunt head tried to penetrate the tight sphincter.  Rick kept Pete's mouth
held on his erection in spite of the boy's muffled cries and struggling;
and then Pete jerked back in pain as the huge organ behind him finally
spread his anal muscle and dug into his bowel.  As he jerked back he
clenched his mouth and Rick pulled back with a curse as his teeth grazed
the man's tender flesh.

   "What the fuck??!" he cried out as Pete gave a loud cry and tore himself
away from his tormentors, standing facing them both, his back to the stable
wall, as if uncertain as to what to do next.

   "Cut!!  That was fantastic!" called Don - and Julie gave a start, his
call breaking into her fascination at what was happening before her; and
bringing back the realisation that it was a film that they were
making...that it was all an act.

   ************************

   "Everybody clear on their roles?"

   Julie nodded, along with the three others.  Don had just run through the
next part of the film, giving his instructions as to how he wanted it to
proceed.  Julie found herself tingling between her legs as she heard what
was in store for her.  Looking at the two men and boy standing beside her,
her heart skipped a beat and her stomach tightened.  They were all still
naked and still aroused, the three penises thrusting up looking at her, she
thought, when she looked at them, all wanting either her or Pete; and all
of them were going to be spurting semen in the next few minutes.  That
thought almost made her come.  She was fascinated by the way men came, the
spurting itself was highly exciting to her, watching or feeling the organ
jerking and ejaculating was as stimulating to her as being physically
aroused.  And in this movie, Rick's huge penis was going to be coming
inside her.  She looked at it again, still uncertain as to whether it was
going to fit inside her.

   "No problem," Rick said, looking at her.  She wondered whether he was
answering Don, or whether he could read her thoughts, and she blushed.  The
man put his arm around her.  "Don't worry, honey.  You'll love it.  All the
kids do." Then he went back to his place in the stall as Pete and Carlos
had done.

   Julie went back to her pile of straw and lay back down on it, her flimsy
wrap rucked up around her waist to expose her nudity beneath as though she
had been sleeping restlessly.  She watched Don focussing in on her again.
She looked over to the stall and saw Carlos, Rick and Pete had all taken
the positions they had been in when Don had called 'Cut!'.  She noticed
they all still had their erections and thought that that was why these men
and Pete were used.  It seemed as though they got erections 'on cue' and
were able to sustain them for a long time.  Her own excitement seemed to be
kept up within her by her thoughts and what she saw and felt.  Maybe it was
just the same for them, she thought.  Maybe it was easy for a man to keep
stiff?  Maybe it was as Don had said - that she could keep them aroused by
her flimsy dressing, wearing no panties, being 'innocently provocative' was
his description.  And Pete would have that same effect on the men who liked
boys, she thought.  He certainly has it on me!  she added, feeling that now
familiar, yet always exciting, little burst of tingling running deep within
her.

   "Okay, everyone.  Action!"

   Don's call brought her out of her thinking.  She closed her eyes and
pretended to be asleep.  She knew Don had started filming her.  She heard
Pete cry out and opened her eyes as though startled from sleep.  She looked
around then jumped up, her wrap coming undone and dropping to the straw
leaving her naked.  She looked towards the stall and yelled out for help
when she saw what was happening to her 'brother'.  She knew the camera was
going to stay on her and she had to act as though she was going to get help
for Pete.  She bent down to pick up the wrap and tried to cover her
nakedness as she turned to run for help.

   Suddenly she was grabbed from behind and her wrap jerked out of her
hands.  She found herself lifted off the ground by Rick and he carried her
by an arm and her leg into the stall and into the light.  Her body was
fully exposed to the camera, her legs spread open by the way Rick carried
her and his hands touched her intimately as she struggled in his grasp.

   "Lookee what I've got here!" he said, bringing her into the light and
holding her in front of Carlos and Pete.

   "You leave my sister alone!" Pete cried out, running up and trying to
hit Rick, but Carlos stood up and grabbed him pulling him into him.

   "Whoa there, young spunky!  So this is your sister?  You kids always run
around without your clothes on?" he chuckled, his hand flat on Pete's belly
pressing the boy against him.  "Looks like you do.  She's a pretty one,
ain't she?" he said to Rick, looking at the girl struggling in his arms.

   "Spunky little bitch!" Rick said, the hand holding her leg suddenly
slipping up between her thighs.  "She's nice and wet in the cunt already!"
he exclaimed.  "Horny little bugger like her brother!"

   Julie felt her pussy tingling as the man probed her.  She was really
wet! She could feel her own slickness.

   "You better let her go!" Pete yelled, struggling to get away from
Carlos.

   "Or what?" the big dark man asked him.  "You gonna beat me up?" and he
laughed.  "We're just gonna have some fun, bro.  Seems a shame to waste
these hard-ons!"

   "Yeah!" agreed Rick.  "You ever fucked your sister, boy?"

   Pete went quiet, looking down at his feet, as though embarrassed. 
Carlos took him under the chin and lifted his face back up.

   "Rick's talkin' to you, boy.  You ever fucked your sister?"

   Pete shook his head.  "No," he said softly.

   "I'd like to see you do it," Rick said.  "You can get your sis ready for
my big dick.  What do you reckon?"

   "Sounds a great idea!" agreed Carlos, his hand dropping to Pete's penis.
He took hold of the hard shaft.  "I reckon your sister would like to have
this in her little pussy, don't you?" Pete squirmed under the man's touch.
"Wouldn't you like to fuck her?  Look at her pussy, boy.  Pull it open so
the kid can see, Rick.  I bet you'd like to put this dick inside that!"

   Julie felt awkward, hung up by the way she was, her head dangling and
her body splayed out by the weight of her dangling limbs.  Rick held her
with his hand coming in between her legs from behind and he spread her sex
open with his fingers, her weight forcing her silken flesh to puff out
between them.  It felt very sexy and she wriggled under his touch.  "I know
I'm gonna," he said and Julie saw his huge erection bobbing beneath her. 
Again, she wondered what it was going to feel like, being filled by that
thick shaft.

   "I bet young Petey here has never had a fuck.  That right, buddy?"
Carlos said, pulling the boy's foreskin back from his glans.  "You never
had this up a girl's pussy yet, hey?" Pete struggled, his body squirming
erotically against the big man's powerful erection, the whole scene being
captured by Don's camera as he moved around them.  The two children
struggled as Don wanted them to, the two men making sure the camera saw all
of the action.

   Rick kicked a bale of straw into the centre of the stall, still holding
Julie under his arm.  He grabbed a horse blanket from the wall and threw it
over the bale, then dropped Julie onto it on her back, kneeling as he
lowered her and holding her so she couldn't escape.  The rug was prickly
against her skin, but she was breathing heavily, knowing that she was about
to be fucked, She kept her legs wide apart whilst still managing to appear
as though she was struggling to escape.

   "Okay, boy.  Let's see you put it to your sister!" the man leered at
Pete and Carlos stood up, dragging Pete reluctantly to a position between
her legs.  She could see the boy was excited and she looked at the penis
that she enjoyed most out of them all - mainly because it had been her
first.  She was still surprised at how big Peter was, even though he hadn't
any pubic hair.  The men were bigger, of course, but not when it came to
comparison to age or development.  She thought Carlos might be
proportionally bigger, but he was the only one so far.  Rick's penis was
sticking out over her body, his testes dangling just above her face as he
leaned over her to hold her thighs open.  She could smell his maleness and
she found it intoxicating, the smell of his arousal, his sweat and the
touch of cologne underlying it all.  She felt his hands at the top of her
thighs, his thumbs at the edge to her sex and pulling her open.

   "Boy, Petey.  Look at your sister!  She's got a sweet looking little
pussy, hasn't she?" she heard Carlos say.  She couldn't see what was
happening because of Rick's body obstructing her view.  But she could
imagine.

   "Let me go!" Pete cried out defiantly.  "Ooow!!"

   Julie felt the boy between her legs and he fell half over Rick and her,
his arms taking his weight.  She was pulled wider open by Rick.  Carlos had
obviously pushed Pete forward and Julie anticipated the feel of his smooth
erection coming into her and let herself relax inside.  But the men weren't
ready just yet.

   "Jesus, Carlos.  This kid's got a sweet looking cunt," Rick said, his
fingers probing her.  "Why don't you try her?  You might like it."

   "You know I like boys," Carlos replied.  "I'm gonna fuck this one." He
smacked Pete on the buttock and the boy cursed.

   "What if you went in her while Petey's in her?  That'd be a real
turn-on. Might give the little sister a bit of a thrill, too.  I reckon it
could fit two cocks in it!"

   "You reckon we'd fit?  She looks pretty tight to me."

   "Naaah!  She's big enough.  I've seen more pussy's than you have.  Trust
me."

   Julie listened to the two men talking, their fingers pulling and poking
at her as they inspected her.  It was as though she and Pete weren't there.
Of course, that's what the film was about - their rape by these two men. 
But she hadn't heard Don say anything about Carlos having a go with her -
especially while Pete was inside her!  She had no comprehension of what
that might feel like.  But it sounded tough!  And scarily exciting!

   "Could be fun," Carlos said.  "Come on, boy.  Stick it in your sister."

   Julie felt Pete at her vaginal opening, his slick glans slipping easily
into her moistness.  She drew in her breath as the wonderful feel of his
shaft slid into her, sending tingling sensations deep into her belly.  Then
he was pressed against her bare buttocks and she could feel his hairless,
hard pubic mound against her own soft flesh, his solid penis filling her
passage.  Her arms automatically went around his bare back.

   "Pull it backwards and forwards, Petey.  Fuck your little sister," Rick
said, his hand going to Julie's breast and fondling her nipple.  The young
girl felt her body responding, tightening as Peter began to move himself
within her.  The delicious feel of him sliding up and down inside her built
her excitement rapidly and she began gasping for breath and giving soft
cries each time the boy pushed inwards.  "She's loving it!  See if you can
get in as well, Carlos."

   Julie was only vaguely aware of Pete's movements slowing and of Rick's
words.  She was unaware of Don as he moved into position to catch all of
the action on the film.  She was so close to reaching orgasm that her whole
concentration was on her body's sensations, especially the feelings between
her legs.  A sudden sharp pain made her cry out and open her eyes.  Her
vision was blurred under the bright lights, but she was aware of Rick
standing astride her and leaning towards her lower body, his long penis
almost touching her breasts, his testes swaying above her mouth.  The pain
struck again between her legs and she lifted her head and looked down at
herself.  Pete was half leaning on her, his weight on his arms and to the
side of Rick's body.  Beyond him, she could see Carlos, his eyes looking
down between Pete's legs and a look of concentration on his face.  She felt
a deeper pain and suddenly realised that the man was trying to put his huge
organ into her alongside Pete's.

   "No!" she cried out in both pain and alarm as she felt herself being
stretched apart, so widely that she felt as though she was going to tear.
"Its hurting," she gasped and began struggling.  Rick pressed himself down
onto her and she had his testes pressed against her mouth, muffling her
cries.  Tears sprang to her eyes as she was stretched until she thought she
could take no more.

   "Jeeze!  She's tight!" Carlos exclaimed as he forced the swollen head of
his shaft into the slight gap he had made with his fingers between Pete's
penis and Julie's vagina.  He felt himself sliding ever so slowly under the
boy's embedded shaft, the feel of the boy more exciting to him than the
tightness of the girl.  Pete's testicles were resting on the top of
Carlos's shaft as the man burrowed in between his legs.  Slowly,
forcefully, he pressed his glans into the young girl's vagina, feeling her
grunting and trying to squirm away from him; but unable to move with the
three of them all over her.  She suddenly gave a loud cry as Carlos pressed
even harder and his thick shaft forced into her.  He could only get the
first inch or so before she became so tight he could go no further.  His
penis had a narrow head, his organ widening towards the base, enabling him
to get the first part in.  The man stood straighter, his penis curving
upwards beneath Pete until it was nestled between the boy's buttocks, the
youngster's balls pressed upwards by his rod.  He put his arms around Pete,
his hands stroking across the boy's flat belly and up over his hips.  "Fuck
her, buddy," he said into Peter's ear.  "Fuck your little sister and bring
me off too."

   Pete began moving himself again inside Julie, his penis squeezed tightly
by the man's spongy glans and Julie's distended vagina.  The feel of his
balls dragging along Carlos's shaft and the man's hardness pressing against
the valley of his buttocks added to his building climax.  His movements
slowly increased and he could hear Carlos starting to moan in his ear. 
Julie was also now crying with the sounds he knew were of arousal instead
of pain and he dug himself deeper into her.  It took him only a few more
thrusts before his body spasmed and he began pumping his seed into the
young girl.

   Carlos felt Peter coming and the boy's climax triggered his own.  He let
the first tingling ejaculation spurt into Julie, flooding her cavity with
his thick cream, then, for Don's camera, he pulled himself out and squirted
his next bursts over the boy's smooth buttocks.

   When Carlos pulled out of her, Julie was aware of his powerful spurt
into her and she could feel Peter's penis throbbing and the flush of his
semen deep within her.  The man's sudden withdrawal triggered her orgasm
and she bucked beneath her young lover as Rick squeezed her breasts and
pressed his maleness down over her face.  His testes squashed over her nose
and mouth and she opened her lips to breathe, her tongue pushing up against
his soft skin to make a passage for air to get to her.  One of the slippery
balls slid into her open mouth and she had to turn her head to stop from
choking.  All the while her body was shuddering in orgasm, uncontrollable
and intense.  She was dimly aware of Pete pulling out of her, his fingers
teasing her clitoris and he squirted his final spurts onto her belly so Don
could film him coming.

   As her climax ebbed, Julie became aware of the men on her, feeling
Rick's hard shaft pressing onto her chest, Peter pulling back from her
vulva and hands stroking her legs, thighs and breasts.  She could see
nothing but the crevice between Rick's buttocks, his anal pucker directly
above her eyes, the smooth, firm roundness of his buttocks gleaming under
the bright lights like two half moons.  She noticed the fine down covering
his skin caught the light and gave his body a bright sheen.  Then the man
stood up and moved from over her and she looked down her body at the man
and boy between her spread legs.  Pete's sperm streaked her belly like
thick snail trails and she saw his penis had softened and was lying on her
pubic mound, a droplet of his greyish semen oozing from the tube of his
foreskin.  Again she was fascinated as how his organ seemed to withdraw
into its skin as it softened, the red glans completely hidden giving his
penis a smooth, rather delicate look, in spite of its size.

   She looked past him and saw Carlos move from behind Pete.  His penis had
also lost its hardness and curved out like a thick black trunk from his
lower belly.  A thread of sperm glistened as it dangled from its tip.  When
he moved away, Peter turned and followed Carlos as he went back to the box
and Julie saw the man's discharge in shiny streaks all over Pete's back and
buttocks.  As her eyes followed her young lover, she was aware of Rick
moving down towards her legs and she looked at him as he came up between
them.

   "My turn," he said, looking at her open, reddened sex.  "Your brother
and Carlos have made you ready for this," and he held his huge erection out
to her.  Then he bent it downwards, directing it towards her vagina.

   Julie caught her breath as she felt him touch her.  Her body tingled at
his touch and she looked at the swollen knob rubbing over her skin.  She
still couldn't believe that the man's penis would fit in her, it was so
much bigger than any other she had seen.  But she was also highly excited
and anticipating the man driving into her young body.

   Rick took hold of Julie's legs behind her knees and raised them up to
his hips, lifting her buttocks off the straw bale.  Then he used his hips
to manipulate his penis into her bare sex, maneuvering it so that the glans
began to force its way into her opening, still gaping from its earlier
invasion.  Julie was slick with Pete's and Carlos's juices and her own
lubricant still flowed, allowing Rick to slide into her tightness.

   Julie caught her breath, her teeth clenched as she felt herself being
stretched again, as much as when Pete and Carlos were in her together. 
There was no pain this time, though.  Just a feeling of being filled with
something large and solid, a feeling of being opened deeper and deeper
inside her that caused very different sensations in her belly.  She could
even feel her belly swelling up as Rick pressed in further and further. 
Then there was a pain deep inside her...a pain she had felt before and
recognised.  The penis was at the entrance to her womb and trying to force
its way inside.  She looked down and saw there were still several inches of
Rick's penis outside her body and she began to feel scared.  It all
wouldn't fit!  If he tried, it was going to hurt!  Bad!!  She felt herself
stiffening, waiting for the man to suddenly inflict extreme pain on her. 
But to her surprise (and relief), he began withdrawing, the fullness of him
inside her sending exquisite sensations to her very core.  She could feel
the rim of his glans as it rippled its way along her vagina, stopping just
before she felt it was going to be squeezed out of her.  Then it began
slipping back into her depths again until it pressed against her cervix and
retreated slowly once again.

   Julie looked up at Rick, seeing the concentration on his face as he
began to fuck her.  He was being careful not to hurt her, she realised; and
keeping himself visible to Don's camera as he slowly pumped himself towards
orgasm.  Once the fear of being hurt was removed, Julie let herself go with
the man's movements and felt her excitement building.  Rick began moving
faster and pressing harder into her and Julie felt twinges of pain that
only seemed to spur her orgasm on.

   Then suddenly Rick stabbed inwards, his body going rigid and his penis
felt like a rod of hot iron as it forced her cervix open.  Julie gave a
shrill shriek before being overwhelmed by the feel of her insides being
flushed by several forceful spurts of the man's semen.  The feel of his
hardness jerking deep inside her, deeper than any man had gone so far,
caused Julie to freeze.  She felt that she would be torn open if she moved.
All she could do was hold herself still which, she suddenly found out,
allowed her to feel every twitch and spurt of the penis buried inside her.
It was like nothing she had ever felt before...an excitement beyond any she
had so far experienced; and it triggered an orgasm so deep within her it
was as though her whole insides were rippling and waving right through her
body.  Wave after wave of pleasure washed over her and she wanted Rick
deeper inside her.  She thrust her hips upwards, even though she felt as
though she was being split wide open, her body trying to devour the
instrument causing it so much pleasure.

   "Whoooo!!!  Lookit your sister go!" she vaguely heard Carlos calling
out. Her awareness was centred firmly between her legs.

   It took her several minutes to come back into reality and, when she did,
she found the two men and Peter all stroking her body, which was covered in
sperm and sweat.  She still had a fullness between her legs and looked down
to see Rick was still inside her, although his penis was no longer hard. 
She could feel him slowly sliding out of her as he slackened.

   She smiled up drowsily at Pete and ran her hands down over her wet body,
ending up with them touching her tender sex.

   "Okay!  Fantastic!!  That's another one down!" Don was suddenly kneeling
beside her and smiling at her.  "You okay, honey?" he asked gently.  "That
was so exciting!  Goddamn!!  We'll make a fortune with you."

   "She's pretty hot stuff, all right," Rick said, pulling himself slowly
out of her with a sloppy 'plop' and wiping himself on a towel Don had given
him.  She felt him gently wiping her when he had finished himself.  The
stable smelt strongly of sex now, as well as its 'country' flavour.

   "She sure is," Carlos added, tousling her hair.  "Although I still
prefer young Petey here," and he hugged the young boy who leaned back
against the man affectionately.

   "Are you okay?" Don asked her again, a touch of concern in his voice.

   Julie sat up warily and looked down at herself, raising her knees up so
she could see between her legs.  She cautiously pulled herself open and
upwards and looked at her glistening redness.  She was quite tender and
worried that having both Pete and Carlos inside her might have torn her
skin.  But she was okay, much to her relief.  The three men were all
inspecting her as she did, looking at her spread pussy and all concerned
they might have caused damage to the youngster.  Julie couldn't help but
feel a thrill when she noticed them all looking at her pussy.  She stroked
around her labia provocatively, spreading what little remained of the
ointment she had used earlier, feeling its effects immediately, soothing
and easing the tenderness.  Her clitoris was still quite hard and
sensitive, sticking out from the top of her labia and she stroked it
absently, gradually relieving its sensitivity.

   "A bit sore and tired," she answered, looking around at Don.  "But okay.
That was nice," she said to her three co-stars.  "Thank you for not hurting
me," she added to Rick.

   "Rick's had a lot of experience with young girls like you," Don said as
he stood up.  "He knows I don't like him hurting you and he knows just how
far to go." He looked down at her.  "You don't need to worry, Julie.  All
the men I use are very good at what they do.  They won't ever go too far.
You're too precious!"

   Julie felt warm all over at Don's words.  It was almost as though she
was a real Hollywood Star!  She was 'too precious'!  Mum was going to be
really pleased with her.  She sat up as the others began to gather their
things.  Don tossed her her wrap and she pressed it between her legs.  She
was achieving what she wanted much quicker than she had ever thought
possible.  She and mum were going to be rich!!

   "Okay.  We'll break for a couple of hours for clean-up, lunch and a rest
period," Don said to them all.  "We've got the big one this afternoon so
our little 'Stars' here need to get themselves revitalised." He then turned
and walked out of the barn, Rick and Carlos with him.

   "Boy!" Julie said, looking at Pete.  "There's still another one?"

   "We've got all the others to do it with yet," Pete said, his eyes
twinkling.  "Being a star is hard work, you know." He laughed.  "But I like
it all and I think you do too."

   Julie smiled at him.  "You know what?  You're right.  I am enjoying it.
I reckon I can see why my mum likes working on the streets, having all
those different men.  You are all very different," she told him.

   "Its taken you this long to realise that?" Pete asked her cheekily. 
"Wait until after this afternoon.  There'll be even more differences to
discover.  Come on.  Lets get cleaned up and go exploring by the river
before lunch.  Hey!  Why don't we go and have a swim?  We can clean up and
explore at the same time!" He looked at her excitedly.

   "Great!" Julie said and took Pete's hand.  "Come on.  I'll race you."

   *********************



   Don, standing on the verandah, watched the two naked children running
down towards the river, their bodies glistening and beautiful in the
sunlight.  The other men stopped talking and watched as well.  "They're
beautiful kids, aren't they?" he heard someone comment.

   "They sure are," he said softly.  And I am sure lucky to have them as my
stars, he thought, the sounds of their shrieking and splashing as they
jumped into the cold water the sounds of children really happy with their
lot.  He turned into the cabin to check his supplies for the afternoon and
to see how the food was coming on.  He wondered how Julie's mother would
react when he asked her whether her daughter could move into his mansion
with him and Pete.

   ============================== pt 6 ================



   STAR



   Chapter 6



   After lunch and an hour's siesta (when everyone just lazed around on the
many scattered beanbags and cushions in the living room, or out on the
porch - Julie was priveleged in having the bed to rest on - by herself!),
Don told Julie to go into the spare room and put on the costume laid out on
the table in there for her next movie.  When she was ready, she was to go
to the area beyond the barn.  Shooting was to commence in half an hour.

   The nine-year-old did as she was told and found her costume where Don
had said it would be.  She picked it up and turned it every which way until
she realised what it was.  She was obviously going to be an indian in the
next movie.  Her 'costume' consisted of a tiny lap-lap, a cord with two
flaps of material sewn to it that went around her waist so that the flaps
covered her front and back, with just a thin strip of material running
between her legs that would barely cover her anus, let alone her pussy. 
The rest of her costume was a headband with two feathers in it, and several
strands of rather large glass beads.  It was certainly not going to cover
very much at all, she realised.  But, she thought, that was the whole idea
with these sex movies she was starring in.  She had already realised that
the actors were dressed in as provocative and as little costumes as
possible...just enough to heighten the eroticism and titillate the viewer
(and the participants as well, she reckoned).  She certainly didn't mind
and, in fact, was really enjoying the way she was being dressed and used to
excite the men she was acting with and those who would watch her on video.

   She took off the wrap she had been wearing since her swim before lunch.
It was all she was wearing and she looked at her naked body in the full
length mirror.  She didn't look any different, she thought, in spite of all
the things she had done or had done to her over the past two weekends. 
Gee, she thought, is it only two weekends since I started?  It seemed like
ages ago.  She was already feeling like a professional...a Star...and she
had only made five films.  Still, she said to herself, that's five more
than most people, especially girls around my age!  She had had more men's
things inside her already than many women had before they got married!  And
she liked the feel of them, no matter that the big ones hurt her a bit. 
She felt that familiar tingle between her legs at the thought of the men's
penises she had already seen and touched and those that were still to come.
That she could already be ready again so soon after this morning's movie
surprised her.  It must be the cream Don gave her to use that keeps her
sexually active.  She felt only a very faint throbbing in her groin from
the large penises she had had earlier but certainly no pain.  She suddenly
wondered whether she had changed down there since being fucked.

   There was a low stool beside the table and she pulled it out in front of
the mirror.  Then she sat on it, facing her reflection and with her legs
spread wide.  She looked at herself.  She maneuvred the stool until the
light coming through the window was directed into her lap.  She was less
than two feet from the mirror.  She could now see herself very clearly. 
Looking at her reflection in the mirror, she pulled herself open.  Apart
from a slight redness, she looked as she always did - there were no swollen
or bruised looking areas and her vulva looked as fresh as it had three
weeks ago, before she had ever had sex with a boy or man.

   She reached over to the table and took the jar of cream Don had given
her, unscrewing the cap and taking a dollop of the gel-like contents onto
her fingertip.  She then proceeded to massage the cream into her sex,
sliding her fingers around her clitoris and the folds of her labia before
pushing two into her, coated with the soothing gel.  The jelly was
non-sticky but was very slippery as it mixed with her own lubricant and the
remains of the semen that hadn't leaked out from deep inside her.  She
watched her fingers working on herself and felt the tingling sensations
starting as soon as the gel touched her skin.  It was like an itching, but
not an irritating one; more one that caused her to stay ready for sexual
stimulation and release.  Her clitoris was already stiff (it seemed to
Julie that it had been stiff almost permanently the past two weeks!) and
she could see her labia had swollen to frame her vaginal entrance. 
Sensuously, Julie stroked her fingers in underneath herself, lifting
slightly to allow access to her anus and the smooth skin between her
buttocks.  She ran her finger around her sphincter, the tip of her finger
poking inside the tight orifice.  She gave a sigh of pleasure and her head
tilted back as she felt herself tingling right through her back passage. 
She hoped she was going to have a man up inside there this afternoon. 
Surprisingly, she found she enjoyed her bottom being fucked as much as her
pussy; and she especially liked it when the men played with her there, or
licked her.  She shivered just thinking about it.

   "How's it going, Julie?"

   The young girl jumped in surprise as Don put his head in the room.  He
came in.

   "You little tart!" he grinned.  "Is that as far as you've got?"

   Julie stood up and turned guiltily towards the table, reaching out for
her costume.  Don took her arm and stopped her, his other arm going around
her bare back.  "I'm only joking, honey.  We've got a while before the guys
will all be ready.  Mmmmm.  You look great without your clothes.  Let me
have a bit of time with you before you put your costume on." He ran his
hand down her front, fiddling with her nipples before running down into her
groin.  "Your pussy is so hot," he said, stroking her puffy flesh.  "You're
using that stuff I gave you?" Julie nodded and felt the tingling inside her
getting stronger with Don's touch.  He slipped a thick finger into her,
just letting it rest inside her vagina.  "That's the girl.  You are one
sexy young thing.  I knew it from the moment I looked at you, Julie. 
You're exactly as I thought you'd be...maybe even more so!" The young girl
smiled at him in pleasure at his praise.  He sat on the stool and brought
her onto his knee, his finger still in her.

   "I've had incredible response to your movies last week, honey. 
Especially the last one.  You remember it?" Julie nodded.  How could she
forget that last film with Ahmed, Joet and little Mosse...the chains...pegs
and clips?  The very thought of that was now rather exciting.  "We will
make a huge amount from that one and the one of you losing your virginity
with Pete.  They're going to make you and your mum rich, baby."

   Julie looked at him in delight.  "You mean I'm really going to be a
star?" she asked excitedly.

   "You already are a star, sweetheart.  I'll just make you a bigger one
from now on." He stroked between her legs.  "There were a couple of things
I wanted to talk to you about before we start filming this next film,
though.  There is a big demand for 'rough' films, Julie...like the one you
did last weekend with Joet.  Many of my clients want those films and pay
huge money for them.  The rougher the better.  You understand?"

   Julie looked at him and nodded, her heart starting to beat harder as she
began feeling a little nervous.

   Don must have sensed this because he caressed her back and covered her
sex comfortingly with his hand, drawing her in to him.  He smiled at her
reassuringly.  "Well this last film today is going to be similar," he
began. "You are going to be 'caught' by some cowboys and they'll all rape
you.  They'll be tying you up and making it look as though they're beating
and hurting you.  They will act as though they are serious, Julie and I
just wanted to make sure you understand that I'll be in control.  Nothing
will be done to you that will really hurt you.  Okay?  Trust me?"

   Julie looked at him nervously, then gave a rather tentative nod.

   "Good.  And the other thing I wanted to talk with you about concerns
you, Petey and me." Julie's nervous gaze met his, wondering what was
coming. "I've thought about this all week," Don continued.  "I want you to
move in with me and Pete.  I want to make a deal with your mum so you can
live with me." He looked at her expectantly.

   Julie stared at him in surprise, her thoughts in turmoil.  Her go live
with Don and Pete?  With Pete?!  Leave her mother and move into Don's
mansion?  The thought was so attractive, to get away from her mum and the
neighbourhood they lived in.  But what about her mum?  She wouldn't
agree...unless it was a lot of money!  Then she'd be pleased to be by
herself again.

   "Well?  What do you think?"

   "I...uh...I'd love it.  But...my mum...?  It'd be a lot of money..."
Julie stammered.

   "That's no problem, baby.  Its what you think that's important.  Would
you like to come live with us?"

   The young girl nodded.  This was so unexpected!  She thought of Pete. 
Her pussy twitched.  If she lived with them, he and Don could have sex with
her whenever they wanted, she realised.  She didn't mind that.  She knew
Don had sex with Pete - she knew they shared a bed.  A sudden thought hit
her and she stood up.  Maybe they only wanted her to look after them, she
thought.  A servant!  She turned towards Don with her hands on her hips.

   "Do you want me as a servant?" she asked the man, her tone indicating
her displeasure at the idea.

   "You look so beautiful standing like that with no clothes on!" Don
laughed warmly.  "Of course not, silly girl!  I have enough servants
working for me.  I want you to live with Pete and me so I can enjoy you
more.  And, hopefully, you'll share our bed and our lives.  You certainly
won't go without sex.  Pete asked me if I'd ask you," he added.

   Julie scrutinised him and saw that he was quite serious.  She suddenly
gave a whoop of happiness and threw herself at Don.

   The man held her to him, lifting her off her feet and cuddling her naked
body against him.  He kissed the top of her head, his hands lifting her
under her buttocks.  "I take it that's a yes?" he laughed, standing up and
spinning them both around.  "Great!  Fantastic!" He hugged her tightly and
she wrapped her legs around his waist.  He leaned down and kissed her
nipple.  "Pete will be stoked!" he said breathing heavily.  "Okay, now, you
sexy little thing.  Now that that is settled, we'd better get this film
made." She disentangled her legs and he set her on the floor.  "As much as
I'd like to play with your pussy myself, there's half a dozen men waiting
to get at you so we'd best get moving." He slapped her playfully on her
buttock and she could see the delight in his face.  "There'll be plenty of
time for Pete and me to enjoy your sweet body from now on." His expression
turned serious.  "Now you know I won't ever let anything happen to you that
will hurt you, don't you?"

   Julie smiled at him.  "I do," she replied.  "Thank you, Don.  Its going
to be great!"

   "You bet!  Now get yourself ready and I'll see you behind the barn." The
film-maker turned and left the room, waving over his shoulder as he
disappeared.

   Julie turned back towards the mirror, her eyes running over her
nakedness.  She was pleased at her appearance.  Pleased that she appealed
to both Don and Pete.  She shivered with excitement at the thought of
living permanently with the two of them and having them have sex whenever
they felt like it.  And with love, not for money.  She picked up her
costume and began to dress.  Her heart was pounding and her body felt ready
for anything.

   ************************

   The little girl huddled inside the teepee listening to the gunshots and
screams and cries from outside.  She half hid beneath a bearskin rug
against the side of the teepee fartherest from the entrance flap.  There
was so much noise and shouting.

   Then everything went quiet.  She huddled down even more, trying to make
herself invisible.

   Suddenly the teepee filled with light as the flap was thrown wide and a
dark shadow passed over her trembling form.

   "Well what have we got here?  A fuckin' little injun kid." The voice was
harsh and crude.  The girl hunched into a ball, trying desperately to hide
beneath the rug.  Strong hands suddenly wrapped around her and she was
lifted up, struggling and kicking and hauled out of the teepee and into the
sunlight.

   She blinked in the brightness and tried to look around her.  She could
smell the sweaty, horsey smell of the man who held her, his arm around her
waist and holding her leg, causing her to dangle helplessly.  Even though
it was only a film, she really did feel confused and scared.  Don had told
her nothing more than he had when he was in the room with her earlier.

   When she had arrived at the designated area near the barn, the men had
all whistled appreciatively.  She wore just the tiny lap-lap, the flaps of
which dangled in front and behind her but did little to cover her.  The
beads hung around her neck but seemed to only highlight and draw attention
to her puffy little nipples.  She had the headband and its two feathers on
her head, holding her long hair back from her face.  She could feel the
cool breeze wafting up between her legs, caressing her almost bare sex and
making her feel more than naked.  The strip of material running between her
legs did nothing more than join the front and back of the waist band.  It
cut through the slit of her cunny and made her flesh puff out either side,
which, in itself, she found quite exciting.  She was pleased with the
effect, and the way it obviously affected the men - her co-stars.  She
enjoyed wearing these provocative outfits.  She only wished the men's gear
was a bit more revealing as well.  She might be able to talk to Don about
that when she moved in with him and Pete.  (Her stomach again turned in
excitement at that thought - as long as her mum agreed).

   The men wore various outfits to represent they were cowboys.  Most of
them were bare-chested, wearing only a hat, neckerchief and jeans, and she
glanced at their bared flesh.  They were all muscly and she liked the look
of their smoothness.  A couple wore shirts.  They all wore gun-holsters and
riding boots.  Pete was there as well, dressed as a young boy of the old
west in just a pair of ragged jeans with no shirt, belt, hat or shoes.  She
thought he looked cute with his hair tousled and his slender body shiny
with sweat.  She had smiled at him and got a wink back.  She then looked
around the 'set'.

   There were horses tethered around a teepee set in the middle of an area
surrounded on three sides by thick screening shrubs.  Don had told her he
had a camera set up in the teepee and she was to go in there and act the
part of a frightened indian girl.  Then he had told everyone to get ready
and she had done as she was told.  She had heard horses neighing and
gunshots and screams and had become really frightened wondering what was
happening where she couldn't see.

   Now, looking around from her awkward position in the man's hands, when
her eyes had adjusted to the light, she saw bodies sprawled around the area
and the group of cowboys coming towards her and her captor.  It took her
several moments to realise that the bodies were just store dummies and that
all of the men who had travelled up with her on the bus were taking part in
this movie as cowboys.  It seemed as though she was to be the sole
survivor.

   "Whatcha got there, Slim?" one of the men asked.

   "Hey.  Looks like its an indian kid!" another exclaimed.

   "Its an injun gal," Slim declared.  "I thought we can have a bit of fun
with her."

   "Sounds good to me," another man said rubbing his crotch.  Julie could
see it was Carlos talking but decided not to think of them as men she knew
but rather as strangers - anonymous men who were going to rape her.  This
helped her to act the frightened youngster she was supposed to be.  The man
holding her stood her on her feet and she kicked out at him.

   "Hey!  Whoa!" he cried, grabbing one of her legs.  Another man grabbed
each of her arms and she was firmly held between them.  The man holding her
leg lifted it high and looked between her thighs.  "Little bugger's nearly
naked up there," he told the others.

   One of the cowboys knelt to look up under the flap.  "Phee-ew," he
whistled.  "She sure is.  Sweet looking cunt." The others all looked
between her legs as the one kneeling lifted the flap.  They all whistled
and cat-called like the rough mob they were supposed to be.

   "Hey!" a cowboy said.  "What say we get young John-boy to break her in
for us?  He ain't ever had a girl as far's I know.  Could be a lot of fun."

   The men laughed, agreeing that it would be fun.

   "I might even decide to fuck him instead of her," one of them commented.
"I've got to like doin' it to him."

   "It'll make a change havin' a girl, though," another said.  "'Specially
one this little.  Be even tighter'n John-boy's bum."

   "Hey, John-boy!  Get your ass over here!" the man holding Julie's leg
called.  The other men began touching her and she squirmed and tried to
escape their stroking, seeking fingers.  She was only vaguely aware of Don
moving around behind the men, getting shots of them molesting her.

   "Yeah, Slim?" Julie heard Pete's voice and saw he'd come into the group.

   "We want you to warm up this little injun gal for us.  Reckon you can
fuck her?" Slim said, smiling lewdly at the boy.  Pete looked like a poor
orphan in his ragged pants and nothing else, Julie thought, glad to see he
was going to take part in this film as well.  He looked at her as though he
was really embarassed.

   "Uh...I...er...I..." he stammered, his eyes downcast as a couple of the
men laughed and made comment on his virginity.

   "Whatsa matter, boy?  You ain't never fucked a girl afore?  Mebbe you
just like getting fucked yourself too much, hey?"

   "Now's you chance, John-boy.  We'll hold the bitch for you and you can
screw her.  And that's an order!  We all reckon we'd like to watch you have
your first fuck," Slim said, taking Pete by the ear and bringing him around
to face Julie.  "Drop your pants." he told the boy then looked at the men.
"Lay the kid down and lets have a good look at her."

   Julie was forced back on the ground, the grass soft and cool on her bare
skin.  Her hands and feet were held and she was spread-eagled as the men
not holding her knelt beside her.  The beads had fallen to the side of her
neck and her chest was bare.  She saw the men looking at her then they
reached out and began touching her nipples, which were already stiff.  She
felt hands moving over her belly and up her thighs.  She yelped when she
felt fingers prodding against her pubes and began squirming around, trying
to pull free of her tormentors.  They held her tighter and the fingers
between her thighs began probing into her sex and pulling her sparse
covering aside.

   "Look at this sweet bare-ass little pussy!" she heard as fingers
stretched her apart.  She felt the lap-lap being tugged then get pulled
away from her body, leaving her naked but for the beads.  It felt as though
there were hands all over her as the men fondled, stroked and probed her.
She threshed her head from side to side making out to appear as if she was
trying to escape, when, in fact, she was burning with desire and loving
every touch of the large fingers in and on her.  She saw a couple of the
men had undone their jeans or had removed them and she eyed the huge
penises they displayed.  She knew they were going to be in her in a very
short while and she tingled in anticipation.  Her eyes glanced at the men
still standing and she gasped when she saw one man's (she thought it was
Julio's) erection.  It was the largest she had seen so far and jutted out
from his nude, hairless body like a curved, thick trunk.  It was almost
black along its length but the swollen glans glistened a bright pink,
contrasting sharply with the rest of the organ.  She couldn't help but
wonder what that one was going to feel like inside her...she could almost
feel the fullness already.  It twitched as she stared at it and she glanced
beyond it to the man's face.  It was Julio and he was watching her looking
at him.  He winked and smiled knowingly as, in spite of her arousal, Julie
felt herself blush.  Then a sudden widening of her legs brought her
attention back to what was happening to her.  She looked down her bared
body and saw Peter standing naked and sheepish between her pulled-open
legs, his hands cupping himself.

   "What's the matter, John-boy?  Not shy are you?  Shee-it, boy, we all
seen your pecker afore!  Let's see you stick it to the little gal's pussy!"

   One of the men reached out and pulled 'John-boy's' hands away and Julie
was once more looking at her favourite penis.  Pete's erection certainly no
longer seemed as big to her as it had that first time compared now to the
grown up and super-sized ones on the men she had seen; but she still liked
it the best.  She liked its smoothness and its pale colour.  Most of the
grownup ones were either veiny and angry looking or were quite dark in
colour or had disproportionate knobs, whereas Pete's always looked so clean
and neat.  And Pete wasn't small...he still filled her up when he went into
her.  Her eyes watched as the men manhandled the boy into position between
her legs.  Fingers still groped her and pulled her apart and her breathing
was coming in quick pants as her excitement built.  Through lust-hazed eyes
she saw Slim take hold of Pete's erection and tug on it a few times,
rubbing the foreskin backwards and forwards over it and spreading the
pre-cum that was glistening at its tip.  Then he leaned forward and took
the young boy's penis into his mouth, sucking and licking it, covering it
with his spittle.  The men watching made obscenities and lewd comments and
suggestions as Slim sucked, some of them holding themselves towards the boy
asking him to suck on them.

   All of the men had removed their clothes and everywhere Julie looked,
there was a nude man sporting a large erection pointed in her direction. 
She felt a smooth heat against the side of her head and turned to see what
or who it was touching her.  The knob of a penis was suddenly at her mouth,
her vision filled by the dark groin of either Carlos or Julio, she couldn't
see which of the negroid men it was.  Her mouth was filled with the slick
sponginess of his glans, the salty taste of semen on her tongue.  She could
barely breathe and had to swallow several times before she adjusted to the
swollen flesh inside her.  She automatically worked her mouth on it before
remembering that she was supposed to be resisting.  She began to thresh her
head, trying to dislodge the huge organ, but she felt the man grab the hair
on the back of her head tightly and hold her still, starting to thrust
himself inside her, almost making her gag.

   Her body was a mass of sensation and felt as though hands were
everywhere.  Her nipples were being pulled and pinched, her breasts and
belly stroked and her sex spread wide, her clitoris getting the same
treatment as her nipples.  She strained to look beyond the penis inside her
mouth to see what was going on with Pete, just in time to see Slim
directing the boy's saliva-coated erection into her cunny.

   A wave of pleasure swept up over the young girl as she felt Pete sliding
easily into her, his penis spreading her vagina as it slipped deeper and
deeper.  Then his bare pubes were pressed against her own, adding a
delicious pressure to her clitoris.  She vaguely heard the men whooping and
making dirty comments, but the feel of her young lover inside her and the
thick organ in her mouth was the centre of her attention.

   "Fuck her, boy!  Move your dick around!"

   "Give it to her!  Whooey!"

   The men shouted encouragement as Pete began moving himself in and out of
Julie, assisted by the men's hands and being fondled and prodded by them as
much as Julie.  The men pressed him forward until he was lying over her,
his face near her's and she could feel the length of his bare skin upon
her. He had his face turned towards her and she saw him watching her, a
smile on his face, as she sucked on the huge organ.  Then he brought his
face closer and Julie felt the glans pull out of her mouth and go into
Peter's.  The boy sucked and swirled his mouth around the dark meat, then
it pulled out and was forcing its way back into her's again.  She could
taste Peter now mixed in with the taste of semen.  The boy brought his face
onto her's, his mouth near her mouth and began running his open lips up and
down the thick shaft, his lips touching her lips each time he came down, as
though giving her a kiss.

   "Go for it, boy!" someone shouted.  "Give the little whore a good
workout!"

   Peter suddenly stiffened and Julie's concentration went back to her
vagina, expecting to feel him throbbing within her in climax.  But all he
did was get harder, filling her even more.  She looked at his face and saw
he was grimacing.  She felt a heavier pressure on her lower belly.

   "Fuck!" Pete grunted softly, his whole body tensing and Julie realised
that he was being penetrated while he was fucking her.  It must be by
someone who's big, she thought, seeing the twinges of pain reflected on her
young lover's face.  Gradually his features relaxed then Julie felt her
body being rocked by the thrusts of the man doing Peter, his movements
making both of them jerk rhythmically on the grass.  Each time he forced
inwards, she could see Pete's eyes screw up slightly with pain, but he kept
his mouth rubbing up and down the shaft of the man in her mouth.

   Suddenly her throat filled with thick cream and she gagged.  She tried
to pull back but the man holding her head forced her harder onto him, his
large cock-head going into her throat.  He began raping her mouth and
throat and Julie was helpless against his assault.  She sucked in air
noisily through her nose as the swollen glans inside her pulsed and spat
its load into her.  She desperately tried to swallow the creamy paste but
there was too much and she felt it forcing past her stretched lips and
wetting her face.  Her eyes stung with tears caused by the fullness within
her mouth and the gagging but she could do nothing but endure.  She could
hear herself spluttering and gasping noisily but had no control.  Dimly she
could hear the men cheering and feel the pain from their pinches and
squeezes, but her discomfort from Julio's forceful climax over-rode these
other sensations.  Then the huge knob was gone and through tear-filled eyes
she saw it only inches from her spurting its essence onto her and Pete's
faces, the gooey jissom splattering both of them.  The gluggy taste of it
filled her mouth like a coating over her tongue, teeth and gums and she
tried to clear it away by swallowing and working her tongue.  It wasn't
unpleasant, but it was certainly more pungent than Pete's and much thicker.
The stinging of the tears in her eyes was almost unbearable and she
couldn't get her hands free to deal with it herself.

   "Can you...ungh...wipe my...ungh...eyes?" she finally whispered
desperately to Pete when she could speak again, looking up at her friend as
he continued working himself inside her, his thrusts (or those made by the
man fucking him) making her grunt.  She was feeling quite vulnerable and,
rather belatedly, realised that the men truly did mean to rape her - that
there seemed to be almost no acting in the rough way they were using her -
they all seemed to be concentrating on their own pleasure and not trying to
make her feel good.  Fortunately, Pete heard her plea and surreptitiously
cleared her eyes for her without anyone noticing or without losing his
rhthym.

   "I'm gonna come in you in a sec," he told her softly, nuzzling his face
into her neck, Julio's semen smearing over both of them as they touched. 
"You feel so good!"

   Pete's words brightened Julie's mood immensely and she brought her
concentration back to between her legs where he pistoned in and out of her.
She could feel the extra weight of the man on top of him, but the feel of
his hard penis inside her was just right.  It slid backwards and forwards
over her clitoris as it slipped easily in and out of her vagina and Julie
felt her own excitement starting to re-kindle after Julio's roughness.  She
could feel hands between her and Pete's bodies stroking over her belly and
pubic mound and, from the other side, more hands teasing her nipples.  She
could feel that they were touching Pete as much as her and that, somehow,
seemed to make it even more exciting.

   Then she felt Pete stiffening and heard him grunt into her neck.  His
teeth nipped her skin as he began moaning and breathing heavily.  She felt
his penis tightening, then felt the jerking as he climaxed, his penis
seeming to have a life of its own as it spasmed deep inside her.  He didn't
thrust and move as normal because the weight of the man on top of him kept
him pressed onto her; and Julie was able to feel just his penis moving
within her.

   Julie savoured every moment of Pete's climax - so different to those she
had previously experienced.  Her young lover gasped in her ear, his head
twisting about as he shot his first bursts of seed into her.  His body was
rocked by the man moving himself in and out of his anus.  Then, as she knew
would happen, Pete pulled his penis out of her and squirted his remaining
seed onto her belly and mons so Don could show the viewers he was coming.
Even though it lessened her sensations, the feel of his wet essence
spraying on her skin, and knowing they were being filmed in the throes of
climax, made up for the loss in internal sensation.  Julie felt a sudden
sharp pressure, then Pete began being thrust every which way on top of her,
his slippery penis swiping all over her lower body.

   "Aaaannnhhh!" she heard Slim cry out and she realised the man was coming
inside Pete.  Her own climax seemed to be a way off and so she let herself
just enjoy the warmth flowing through her from the man's and boy's orgasms.
She felt a tickling wetness between her thighs and knew the man was
spurting his seed onto Pete's buttocks and testes so Don could film his
ejaculation and it was dripping onto her and trickling down her thighs.

   The man and boy rested only for a moment after their climaxes had
subsided.  Then they got roughly from on top of her and Julie felt herself
being lifted by the men holding her arms and legs.  She remembered to
struggle as they half-carried, half-dragged her across the grassy clearing
towards the trees.

   "Let's tie the little squaw up.  Make it easier to get at her," she
heard one of the men say gruffly as she was held to the ground again.  She
felt rope being tied around her ankles and her wrists and she cried out and
tried to pull away.  She knew from Don's earlier talk that things were
going to get a little rough.  To her surprise, she found herself looking
forward to it - as long as it wasn't too rough.  The men tugged her to her
feet by the ropes at her wrist.  She looked around at them.  They were all
now naked, no longer 'cowboys (although several still had bandanas tied
around their necks) but quite obviously men in rut, their penises erect,
long and thick and all looking huge to the little girl.  Pete and Slim were
helping tie her, their penises still semi-erect, as was Julio's.  To have
such a large group of nude adult men touching her, stepping over her,
squatting beside her with their genitalia fully aroused and exposed so
blatantly for her to view and all of them aroused because of her, Julie
found really exciting.

   She felt her arms being tugged and she was dragged upright, her arms
pulled out and above her head.  She cried out as though frightened and saw
the men had thrown the ropes over a branch above her and were hauling her
up off the ground.  She clenched the rope in her hands to take some of the
tightness from where they tied around her wrists and was soon dangling
helplessly from the branch, her feet off the ground.  There was an
uncomfortable pressure on her arms and wrists, but it wasn't too painful.
She did, however, feel extremely vulnerable strung up like this, unable to
protect herself in any way.  She looked at the men as they jeered and
cheered, urging those on who were tying her up.  Then she felt her legs
being pulled apart and watched helplessly as two of the men tied her legs
out as far as they would stretch, attaching the ropes to two thin trees
beside the one she hung from.  She was now suspended spread-eagled and open
to them.  The men stood in front of her, admiring their handiwork.

   "Now we can have some fun," one of them said, laughing.  He came up to
her and looking into her eyes, put his finger into her sex and pushed
upwards, making Julie arch and cry out as it delved deeply inside her,
touching her cervix.  This seemed to be the signal for the others to begin
and they crowded around her, pinching her nipples, poking fingers into her
vagina and anus, squeezing her legs and buttocks and pulling on her labia
and clitoris.  It seemed as though there were hands everywhere on her body,
each one giving her a different sensation but all increasing her sexual
arousal.

   "Guess what we can do with these?" a man (Carlos, julie realised before
once more telling herself not to recognise them - to treat them all as
strangers) said, undoing the strings of beads from around her neck.  She
was now completely nude.  He handed one string of the large round glass
beads to another man and they both leered at her.  "I reckon these'd look
better up her arse and cunt, don't you?" The men all stopped fondling her
and grinned their approval.  They all squatted beneath her, some behind
her, some in front.  Julie watched them warily, wondering what was going to
happen.  Then she felt fingers at her anus, pressing inwards and realised
someone was pushing a bead into her.  She saw Carlos move towards her sex
and then he was pulling her open and pressing the end bead on the string
into her vagina.  As soon as it had disappeared inside her, he pressed the
next bead in.  So did the man behind her.  Each time a bead was embedded,
the other men cheered and counted, all having a turn at pushing in a bead.

   At first Julie felt very little apart from the tingles as the men's
fingers touched her intimately.  She could feel the large beads as they
went in and feel them inside her as a slight pressure.  But as more and
more of them were pushed in both orifices, she began to feel them as a
'fullness' inside her passageways causing pressure inside her belly.

   "Eight!"

   "Nine!"

   "Ten!!!"

   As the number of beads forced into her grew, Julie felt more and more
pressure building inside her lower belly and her bladder and found she had
to clench her muscles to prevent them from popping out of her.  She
wondered how many beads were on each string.  She didn't think she could
fit many more in.  But the men obviously did.

   "Eleven...Twelve!  How you feelin' girlie?  They gonna come poppin' out
yet?"

   Julie badly needed to pee!  The pressure seemed to be concentrating on
her bladder and was becoming unbearable.

   "Thirteen!  Whooeey!  The little bitch is pissin'!"

   Julie lost control and her urine sprayed out in spite of her clenching
her muscles to keep the beads in.  The men all whooped and hollered as she
let go, putting their hands under her flow and spraying and splashing
themselves and her with her fluids, someone using it to wash her lower body
and legs from the drying semen left by Slim, Pete and Julio.  As her flow
eased, the release of pressure from her bladder seemed to trigger her inner
muscles to release the beads forced up inside her and she felt them
starting to move down and out.  As each large bead popped out, the men gave
a cheer, watching intently between her legs.  Two of the men lifted her
from behind, aiming her at the men in front.  They laughed and cheered as
two beads popped out like cannonballs from a cannon, hitting one of the men
squatting between her legs.  Julie could do nothing but endure as she was
twisted and turned by the men holding her as far as the ropes would allow.
She had no idea how many beads had popped out and how many were left inside
her.  She could feel their weight as they dangled between her legs.  One of
the men took hold of each strand and began jerking on the string.  She felt
every tug as he pulled the remaining beads from her bowel and vagina,
giving little short tugs that sent tingles right through her.  Then,
finally, the last beads were extracted and the men let Julie hang again.

   "I reckon she'll be ready for fuckin' now!" she heard, then felt the
soft, hot bluntness of what she knew was a penis pressing against her
loosened anus.  Without any hesitation, the large organ forced itself
straight up into her bowel and Julie couldn't help arching and crying out
as its thickness opened her painfully.  As her lower body arched upwards,
one of the men between her legs grabbed her thighs and slipped his penis
into her pussy.  She was impaled between the two men who held each other
against her letting her fully feel their large organs filling her.  Her
skin was hot and their nude bodies felt cool pressed against her's.  She
felt so tiny, their large male bodies dwarfing her.  Then they both began
moving, drawing their long, thick penises in and out of her over-stretched
holes, their hardness slipping firmly in and out of the tight, malleable
openings to her body.  Gradually their speed and power built, keeping in
time with each other's rhythm.  Julie hung between them, her body out of
her control completely as the two men brought themselves to orgasm.  She
felt them tightening - saw the muscles of the man in front of her pump up
and his stomach firm - and she knew she would soon feel them break deep
inside her.  As they came, both of them pushed hard up into her, holding
themselves perfectly still as the pressure built in their testes.  Then,
both at the same time, Julie felt the wash of their ejaculations deep
within her.  Her own body was aflame with desire but still she didn't come.
She squealed in ecstatic frustration as she felt them pounding at her.

   Then they were gone, their penises pulled out and discharging the last
of their semen over her body, front and back, leaving her hanging from her
bonds.  Julie was only vaguely aware of Don moving around, his camera
trained on the slowly ebbing orgasms of the men.  She hung limply, her eyes
half-closed, her body nearly exhausted.

   "Hey, girlie!  We're not finished yet!"

   Julie opened her eyes and saw two more men standing rampant in front of
her.  Their penises were as big as the two she had just been assailed by.
They fondled themselves suggestively, their large testes swinging beneath
them.

   "Untie the bitch and stake her out," the larger man said and the two men
who had just finished with her complied.  Julie was brought down, her arms
aching from being above her head for so long and her groin sore from its
stretching.  The two men half-carried, half-dragged her back onto the
grassy area where she saw four pegs had been placed in the centre.  She was
dumped unceremoniously on the ground and the ropes around her wrists and
ankles secured on each of the pegs.  She had to close her eyes against the
glare of the sun high overhead.  She was splayed on her back like a
starfish, her legs and arms stretched to their limit so she could not move
at all.

   "Looks great, doesn't she?" The speaker was near her head and she
squinted up at him just in time to see his huge penis coming towards her
mouth.  The man grabbed her hair so she couldn't turn away and brought the
sticky head of his penis to her lips.  Julie recognised the tattoos on the
man's belly and penis as the thick organ slipped into her mouth and began
pistoning in and out of her throat.  She was ready and able to adjust this
time and was able to accomodate the slick flesh without gagging.  She could
taste the man's sticky essence - now familiar and exciting.  She began
working her tongue over the smooth skin of his glans each time she was able
to reach it.

   A dull ache between her legs told her she was going to be penetrated
again.  She felt herself being forced open again, the thick penis of the
other man slipping into her bruised vagina, going deeper and deeper until
the man was lying on top of her, his crinkly pubic hair prickling her bare
mons and belly.  As Dave worked himself in her mouth, so the other man kept
pace in her pussy.  This time, however, Julie felt her own excitement
building as the penis sawed backwards and forwards over her clitoris.  The
tingling became so intense that the young girl could do nothing but let
herself go.  Her slender body stiffened then shuddered and bucked within
the constraints of the ropes, the inability to move freely intensifying her
orgasm.  She felt her mouth filling with creamy goo and realised Dave was
ejaculating into her and she sucked intensely, swallowing his discharge and
enabling herself to breathe more easily.  By the time Dave pulled himself
out of her mouth, though, she was almost suffocating and she gasped in
relief as her mouth cleared.  The man's penis spewed its last few spurts
onto her face but Julie hardly noticed.  She was also unaware of the other
man climaxing until her breathing had steadied and her own orgasm had begun
to ebb.  Only then did she feel the pulsating of the hardness within her
vagina, its withdrawal and the hot spray onto her nude belly.

   No sooner had the two men finished than another two took their places at
her head and between her legs.  Once again a thick, long shaft filled her
mouth and vagina.  The little girl was almost delirious with the continual
pain/pleasure brought about by the men's constant movements and her
inability to move.  Hands still fondled her nipples and tweaked and pulled
her tender flesh and she moaned and tried to cry out as her senses seemed
to blur into a mass os sight, sound and sensation.  She lost all sense of
time and self, her awareness fully overtaken by the hard penises inside
her. Through tear-blurred vision she could see she was surrounded by the
men, all of them shouting and touching her.  Fingers intruded into her anus
from beneath her buttocks - others squeezed her sex and thighs or pressed
over her belly and breasts.  Then her mouth was once more filled with thick
male essence, this time a more tart tasting gluey cream that seemed to
lodge in thick globs in her throat causing her to gag and swallow
convulsively.  She was unaware of the other penis pulling out from her
battered vagina and only dimly aware of streaks of hot slime being squirted
over her chest and belly.  Her ears seemed filled with the yells and cheers
of the men around her as another man replaced the one between her legs, her
vagina almost numb as another full hardness rammed into her.

   *******************

   Julie lay exhausted and bruised when the men finally stood back from her
splayed body.  She had lost count of how many times she had been used by
them.  Her body seemed not part of her anymore and her thoughts were
distant and confused.  She had reached several orgasms of her own in spite
of the abuses her body was suffering and, deep down within her was a sense
of satisfaction that she had played her part well in keeping the men
interested in her for so long, and the surprising realisation that she was
enjoying the abuse.  She dimly heard the men talking about her, bringing
her back to reality.  She was aware that the sun had moved quite a distance
from above her so she knew she had been staked out for quite a while as the
men had used her.

   "Shee-it!  She's all covered in jissom!  Lookee that!"

   "You boys sure messed her up!"

   "I reckon she needs a wash.  Whadya say, boys?"

   Suddenly she was splashed by hot liquid and realised the men were all
urinating onto her, their forceful jets and sprays aimed at every part of
her body.  She gasped as the streams of water converged on her sore and
bruised sex, the hot liquid both soothing and exciting as it washed over
her clitoris, labia and her tender, opened core.  Other men were directing
their streams at her nipples and face, moving their penises so the sprays
ran up and down her body.  Some went in her mouth and she swallowed it to
quench her parched and sticky mouth.  Julie shivered in pleasure and,
without even thinking about it, released her own bladder, her urine arcing
up from between her legs in a steady fountain.

   The men all whistled and cheered as they saw it, all of them directing
their own weakening flows down her body to her pubes, shaking the last
drops onto her as Julie's own flow slowly abated.  Some of the men knelt
either side of her, running their hands over her body and between her legs,
wiping the slickened semen and urine all over her.

   Finally they all leaned back, leaving her alone.

   "Time we was movin' on," Slim said to the others.  "Go clean up and lets
get movin'."

   At his words the men all whooped and hollered and ran towards the river
leaving Julie tied and spreadeagled by herself, bruised, battered, covered
in streaks of the semen/urine mixture rubbed over her and utterly
exhausted.

   There was a stillness in the clearing, the peacefullness disturbed only
by the shouts and noise coming from the river as the men swam and played
around.  Julie didn't have the strength to raise her head, so just lay
still, her eyes closed.

   "Okay!!!  That's it!!  Fantastic!!!" Don's voice close to her made her
open her eyes and she saw him rising up with his camera from between her
thighs where he had obviously been filming closeups of her swollen pubes.
He smiled at her as she felt her feet and wrists being untied.  "You were
terrific, baby!!  That will be a real hit!" he enthused.  Julie could only
manage a weak smile, even though his words excited and pleased her.  All
she wanted now, though, was a hot bath, large dollops of that special gel
for her tender parts, and a chance to talk more about Don's offer to go
live with him and his young lover, Pete.  She was slowly assisted to her
feet by the lad, who was still naked.  The men were all returning, smiling
at her and laughing and joking amongst themselves - no longer crude and
raping cowboys, but the friendly men she had travelled up with this
morning. She couldn't help but look at their genitals, most now slack and
dangling (although a couple were semi-erect and one - Carlos's, she
realised - was erect), but they all still really large.  All of them looked
beautiful to her, as shagged out as she was, and all were quite different
in shape and colouring.  The men were all beautiful, she thought as her
eyes wandered over their glistening, wet, naked bodies.  And the fact that
she had had every one of them and their penises in her at least once, made
her feel very satisfied and sensual deep inside her.  Several of the men
asked her how she was or complimented her (mainly on her endurance!) and
she nodded acknowledgement and appreciation as her throat was too sore to
talk.

   "You were terrific, Jules!" Pete told her excitedly.  "I've never seen a
girl so sexy and willing to do those things so easily.  Wow!  Are we going
to have fun living together!"

   He hugged her, his soft penis squashing into her bruised groin, then
began walking with her back towards the house, talking animatedly as they
went.  Don watched them go and smiled to himself.  He was the lucky one, he
thought.  To have two sexually willing and beautiful kids to not only star
in his movies but to live with and enjoy - to have full control over - for
a man with his interests, who could ask for more?!!  He had no doubts
Julie's mother's greed would let her willingly part with her daughter; and,
once that was done...well...the possibilities were endless...and were just
beginning.

   =====================pt 7 =================



   STAR

   Chapter 7



   Julie walked into the bedroom from the en-suite with just a towel
wrapped around her wet hair.  Droplets of water still glistened on her skin
from the wonderful shower she had just taken.  What a day it had been! 
First the making of the three movies at the farm which had been quite
tiring, especially the last one when she had been tied down and 'raped' by
all of the men!  She was amazed she showed no effects from that film, apart
from some red marks on her backside from the pounding it had received, a
couple of bruises on her thigh and arm where one of the actors had got a
bit carried away, and a slight redness around her vagina from the friction
of the men's pubic hair on her bare pussy.  The cream Don had suppled her
really did work wonders.  In spite of the use the men had had of her vagina
and anus, they were neither sore nor bruised after she had rubbed the
ointment into her tender skin.  In fact, the mixture seemed to keep her
aroused and tingling almost all the time.

   She looked around her new bedroom.  This is fantastic!  she thought
seeing the large mirrored walls on two sides, the huge king-sized bed on a
platform in the centre of the large room, the en-suite she had just come
from and the walk-in robe; and felt the lush pile carpet beneath her bare
feet.  Air conditioning kept the whole mansion at a constant, pleasant
temperature, quite comfortable to be nude in.  Her mother hadn't been too
happy when Don had told her he wanted Julie to move into his home with him
and Pete - until she saw the wad of notes in Don's hand and was told she
would receive this amount each month that Julie was with him.  Then she had
no objections at all and actually offered to pack Julie's things!  Don had
told her that that was unnecessary as he had bought new things for her
already at Julie's new home.

   The nine-year-old was glad to leave her home and to move into Don's
place, which was a luxurious mansion set in a huge, private estate, in
spite of the improved relationship she had been developing with her
street-walker mother since starting the movies.  She knew her new home had
been bought with the money the man made from making and distributing
pornographic movies with children in them; but, because she was to be the
new star in many of these movies, it didn't bother her at all.  Don treated
her kindly and was quite taken with her.  The fact she would share this
house with Don and with her new friend (and probably a real lover as well
as co-star, she thought and shivered deliciously) Peter, made the move out
of her mother's house even more attractive.

   Julie wandered naked into the walk-in robe, catching her reflection in
the mirrored wall at the bed-end side of the room.  She paused to look at
herself, her eyes wandering critically over her nakedness.  She put her
hands on her chest, feeling the slightest swelling where her breasts would
one day be.  She squeezed herself, trying to imagine what that was going to
feel like, two rounded breasts jiggling and protruding from her body.  She
hoped they would be nicely full, like her mother's.  Men seemed to like
them like that, not too small and not too big.  Her nipples were stiff and
pointed and she knew men liked them like her's were.  They were pink and
quite large, conical little mounds on her flat chest.  They were going to
look beautiful, she thought, perched on the tips of full breasts.  They
stiffened at the slightest touch and she knew the men in the movies with
her liked it when that happened.  They probably wouldn't like her as much
sexually if she had breasts, though, she realised.  She let her hands run
down her slim body, over her tight tummy, her smooth and bare pubic mound
and down between her legs, into the hot moistness that seemed to be always
ready for touching and for sex.  Even her own fingers brought her instant
pleasure as they trailed over herself down there.  She slid them around her
lower hips and up over her firm, still boyish buttocks.  She was pretty
pleased with the way she looked and felt, she realised.  And all of the men
who had been in the movies with her had liked it as well!  Her body
trembled at the remembered erections, touches, fuckings she had had so far.
She was really looking forward to more.

   She dragged her eyes away from her reflection and went into the robe. 
It was like a small room, hung either side with all sorts of clothing and
costumes, all for her.  Don had told her to put on something 'simple' after
her shower.

   They had arrived here late last night by the time they had got unpacked
from the day's filming and then gone to let her mother know her new living
arrangements.  Julie had been exhausted and had only had a brief look
around the part of the mansion she was going to be in before crashing out.
Fortunately, Don and Pete were also exhausted from the day's events and had
let her be alone in her bed and had gone to their room.  Julie had stripped
off and climbed under the sheet.  The next thing she knew was she had been
woken up by a man opening her curtains and, when she asked in surprise who
he was, he had told her he was the butler, James, and he put a tray of
breakfast on her bedside table, bid her good morning, and left without so
much as a glance at her nude upper body showing above the sheets.  She had
tucked into the meal, realising she was so hungry after her good sleep. 
There was a note on the tray from Don telling her he and Peter had to go in
to town for a couple of hours and had left earlier.  She was to have a
restful morning then come down to the lounge room area around lunch time;
and to wear 'something simple'.  He had shown her the wardrobe before she
had gone to bed and she remembered where the lounge room was, so she had
finished her meal and had her shower.

   Now, standing in the robe, she realised how much Don had prepared for
her.  Even though most of the clothing was quite provocative, filmy
material, short in length, most of it erotic and suggestive, it was all
very expensive.  'I could get used to this life-style very quickly,' she
said to herself as she flicked through the rack of shifts and dresses.  A
pale yellow dress caught her eye and she took it out.  Her breathing
quickened as she held it against her nude form.  The material was like silk
as it brushed across her nipples and pubic mound, cool and soft against her
skin.  It just covered her, she realised, turning towards the full length
mirror on the wall of the alcove.  It had ultra-thin straps at the
shoulders and hung with just a gentle curve inwards at her waist and a
short, flared skirt from her hips.  Just right, she thought.  Peter will
like this.  She bent down to look through the underwear section, conscious
of her bare bottom exposed out towards her bedroom.  If anyone walked into
the room now, they'd certainly get an eyefull!  Her gaze scanned the
hanging underwear.  There were no bras (or trainer bras), and the panties
were either flared leg satin or silk drawers, or flimsy bikini style,
several net thongs and some teddys.  She saw a colour matching her dress
and she took it out.  It was a tiny pair of bikini panties made from an
elasticised net.  The mesh stretched to make quite large holes between the
strands - large enough for her flesh to bulge through it.  Julie felt
herself tingling as she imagined the garment cupping her sex - each time
she moved she would probably be squeezed by the movement of the mesh
against her, she thought.

   Putting the dress over the rack, the young girl stepped into the bikini
pants and pulled them up.  Then she looked at herself in the mirror and
blushed.  She looked even more naked wearing them, she realized, her bare
body still glistening from her shower.  Her nipples had stiffened and the
shadows from the lights made them look larger.  Her navel was shadowed on
her gently curved belly and her mons veneris jutted out encased in the cup
of the bikinis.  It was more sexy than having nothing on, she thought,
staring at the sight of her girlhood peeking through the net in little pale
bulges.  Her slit was quite visible in the centre of the V, her labia
pulled apart by the stretch of the material and her inner flesh showing red
against the pale yellow mesh.  Wow!  she breathed.  She felt quite trembly
and reached for the dress, slipping the cool silken material over her head.
It shimmied down her body with a whisper.  She gazed at her reflection. 
She could hardly believe it was her in the mirror.  The outfit made her
look taller and more shapely than she had ever looked before.  The short
skirt only just covered her pubes making her legs look so much longer, the
pale colour also highlighting her honey-gold tan.  Her nipples showed
clearly against the soft silk and, when she moved, even her navel indent
was visible, as was the outline of her panties.  Even she thought she
looked sexy, so goodness knows what effect she'll have on Peter and Don. 
Maybe she was dressed too sexily, she wondered nervously.  Maybe they won't
expect her to appear like this.

   But that's why they wanted her here, she argued with her doubts.  That
was why Don had bought her all of these things.  She was going to be their
'Star', their personal love-toy.  She had no illusions about that.  They
would be more than happy when they saw her dressed like this.  They would
know that she had accepted whatever role they desired to designate for her,
not only in the movies, but in their lives together.  And she would enjoy
any!  Feeling much more positive (and definitely sexy), Julie gave her
drying hair a quick brush then, barefoot, went downstairs.

   *******************************

   "Whoo-eee!  Boy!!!  You look great!!" Peter jumped up as Julie came out
onto the patio where Don and his young lover were having lunch.  The
film-maker stood up and smiled in appreciation as she came over.

   "You certainly do," Don said as he took her hand and guided her to a
chair.  "Did I do a good job in clothing selection?" he asked her.  Julie
saw he was wearing a pair of running shorts and a singlet.  He really did
have a nice, muscly body, she realised, seeing him without the customary
tracksuit he had worn each time she had seen him previously.  She had
forgotten how good he looked...it seemed so long ago when they had shared
that shower on her first day and she had rubbed him until he came, then he
had rubbed his special cream into her pussy to ease its tenderness.  It was
only last weekend!  Wow!  She found it so hard to believe with the things
she had done since then.  Her eyes automatically dropped to the front of
Don's shorts, remembering his beautiful penis.  She could make out its
shape beneath the material and she felt herself tingling in her tiny
panties.

   "The clothes are terrific," Julie told him.  "Rude...but terrific!" They
all laughed.  James appeared and set a selection of lunch things on the
table for her, then withdrew back inside the mansion.  Julie looked around
in awe.

   They were sitting on a patio that came out from the lounge room.  Below
it, lawn stretched for several hundred yards to a distant woodland.  Off to
their left was a large pool with a spa and even its own waterfall.  It was
surrounded by lush vegetation, lanterns, deck chairs and folded umbrellas.

   "This place is awesome!" she said as she helped herself to meat and
salad, her eyes taking in everything she could see.  "I can't believe I'm
going to live here!"

   "You keep going the way you are, sweetheart, and you'll have this sort
of luxury all your life," Don told her.  "This is 'Star' rewards."

   Peter finished his drink and smiled at her.  "You'd better get used to
it," he said.  "You'll start earning big money, living here with Don.  I
earn heaps with extra things, don't I Don?" She looked at him
questioningly. "You know.  Private parties, spending nights with clients,
doing 'special' things for rich people.  That sort of thing," the boy said
as though it was the most natural thing and something she should already
know.

   Julie realised it was no different to what she did in the movies and, if
it earned her extra, she'd have no problem with it.

   "Come on.  Eat up and I've got a surprise for you both," Don said.  He
stood up.  "Do you realise its almost one o'clock?" He looked at Julie. 
"We must have worn you out yesterday.  You'll have to get used to that,
though.  To earn enough money for all this," he waved his hand
expansively,"you have to work long and hard.  Even the stars!" He looked at
Pete.  "When you finish, bring Julie over to the gym, buddy.  The surprise
I've been promising you is over there." The man winked and turned around
and left them.

   "What's the surprise?" Julie asked Peter, finishing off her toast.

   "Could be anything," her friend laughed.  "I only have to say I like
something, or I want something, and Don gets it for me." He pushed his
plate away and leaned back in his chair in the morning sunlight.

   "Sounds okay," Julie commented, also pushing her plate away.  She looked
at Peter.  He was wearing a bikini similar to her own, but that was all he
wore.  His tanned body was slender and smooth and Julie felt herself
trembling at the sight of him.  He stood up and Julie saw the pouch was
made of the same elasticised netting as her panties and Pete's genitals
pushed against the mesh, squares of his penis and testes bulging out
through the stretched material and looking very, very erotic.  His bikinis
were black and his flesh gleamed palely in contrast.  The boy rubbed
himself unself-consciously, his gaze looking at movement in the pool area.

   Tearing her eyes away from him, Julie followed his gaze.  She noticed a
group of people at the pool.  "Who are they?" she asked, stretching up to
see better.

   "They live in that wing over there," Peter replied, pointing towards the
far wing of the mansion.  "They are past stars and lovers of Don.  They can
live for however long they want at the mansion, but stay over in that area.
Don only has lovers up to about twelve or thirteen, then he gets younger
ones...like you and me.  We could end up over there if we wanted to."

   Julie looked at him in surprise.  Her young friend didn't seem at all
perturbed by what he had just said.  It didn't seem to worry him that he
was going to be discarded by Don in a couple more years at the most.  Peter
felt her stare and smiled at her.

   "Hey!  I don't mind.  There's some great people over there and really
sexy - I mean, they've all done movies and stuff ever since they were
little so they are very easy going.  I sometimes go over just for the hell
of it.  It doesn't bother me that Don will soon send me away from him.  I
knew that when I came to live with him.  Its just part of the whole thing.
Don only gets it off with young kids, usually boys, so you can count
yourself lucky on that part - I mean, that he likes you - and you finish
when you get too old for him.  No great hassle."

   She thought about it for a moment before responding.  "I guess I'll grow
to see it like that," she began.  "But I sort of thought of Don being like
my pa or something." She blushed.  "I guess that's a bit silly."

   "No way, Jules.  I thought that to start, too.  But Don's a film-maker
and a kid lover.  He doesn't want to be our dad or anything.  He wants us
for sex.  Period.  I mean, he's a great guy and he'll give us anything we
want, but we are lovers, not off-spring." Peter leaned forward and smiled
at Julie, then got up and walked around the table to her.  Her eyes
travelled over his near-nude body, fixing on the bulging pouch between his
legs, his penis clearly visible through the mesh, cradled within the small
triangle.  He stopped beside her and her head was level with the object of
her attention.  She could tell that Pete's penis was semi-erect by the way
it bent beneath the elastic mesh and she had an urge to free it from its
confines; but Pete didn't give her the chance.  He took her hand and tugged
her up.

   "Lets go and see what the surprise is," he said.  Julie had no choice
but to follow as he led her down some steps from the patio and towards the
opposite wing they had been looking at.  "The gym is over this way," he
explained as they walked side by side across the large expanse of lawn. 
The mansion, in spite of its immense size, was bright and cheerful looking
set amongst its spacious grounds.  Peter led the way towards a glass
sliding door near the end of the building.

   "Wow!" Julie exclaimed as they entered.  The gymnasium was fully
equipped with all manner of exercising machines.  It had a full window wall
at the end which overlooked a sunken indoor pool area.  They walked through
the gymnasium and down some steps into the pool area.  Julie could tell
from the humidity it was a heated pool, not as large as the pool outside,
but large enough to swim and play in.  There was a spa in one corner,
raised up to the level of the gymnasium; and the girl could see doors that
led to change rooms and toilets and a sauna on the far wall.  Glancing
around, Peter led her to a door in the other wall.  The sign on the door
said 'Massage'.  She smelt the sweet smell of aromatic oils as they walked
through into the room.

   "Aaah!  Good!" Don greeted them as they entered.  With him was a large,
bald headed man.  There was a cloth covered massage table, a couple of
large chairs and a small table with an assorted array of oil bottles and
other equipment on it.  The bald headed man was sitting beside the table
and massage table and he stood up as the two children approached.  Julie
saw he was quite overweight, his chest looking almost like a woman's with
drooping breasts, his belly rounded.  He was wearing just a loose pair of
baggy and stained linen slacks tied at the waist and looked like Julie
imagined a sailor on a deserted island would look.  He had an ear-ring in
one ear, adding to his seaman's appearance, and his body was covered in
intricate tattoos, in the style of pictures of Pacific Islanders or some
Japanese men Julie had seen in encyclopaedias at school.  The big man's
eyes were running appreciatively over both her and Pete's bodies.  He
licked his lips and smiled.

   "Pete and Julie, this is Alfredo," Don introduced them.  The two
children said hello to the man, who just smiled and nodded to them.

   "So what's the surprise?" Peter asked looking around.

   "Alfredo is the surprise," Don replied.  "He's a tattooist.  You know
how you said you really liked Dave's tattoos and wanted one of your own? 
Well, I've decided to give you one.  Alfredo did Dave's and he did the
first one when Dave was even younger than you, Pete.  I love tattoos and
Dave got his initially for my pleasure.  And you can have one, too,
Julie...if you want one, that is."

   Julie remembered Dave's tattoos and how they had been very exciting for
her, especially the one along and over his penis, the cobra.  She had
wondered at the time how it would have felt being tattooed over and around
your genitals and the tremor of excitement that thought had created in her;
and now Don was offering it to Pete and to her.  Did he mean around their
genitals, she wondered?  Or did he just mean an arm or body tattoo?

   "Great!" exclaimed Peter, his face lighting up.  "Can I have a snake?"
he asked Alfredo.  "Or a dragon?" He looked at Don.

   "I've asked Alfredo to do a special tattoo, Pete.  Its a snake but I
want it where I spend a lot of my time," Don smiled and paused.  "I want it
between your legs.  From around your backside to your cock.  What do you
reckon?"

   "Will it hurt?" the boy asked the tattooist.  The bald man smiled and
indicated 'maybe' with his hands.

   "Alfredo can't talk," Don explained.  "Dave didn't mind so it can't hurt
too much," he added, almost like a challenge to the youngster.  Pete took
the bait.

   "I reckon it'd be great!" he said and Julie saw that Pete's pouch had
swollen.  He was as turned on by the idea as she was.

   She felt herself tingling between her legs and knew she was getting wet
down there.  "I don't know," she said when Don looked at her.  "I'll just
watch first and then decide." Don nodded okay and bent down, picking up his
camera from the floor.  He was going to film the event, Julie realised. 
That thought turned her on even more and she pressed a hand into her groin
to stop the trembling.

   "Take your thong off, Pete and lie on the massage table," Don was saying
as he began filming; and Julie took a seat where she could watch the
proceedings.  Pete removed his bikini pouch and Julie's observation of the
boy proved correct - his penis was semi-erect, curved outwards from his
bare pubic area and rising further as it was freed from its confining net.
He lay on his back on the massage table and Don moved around to film him as
Alfredo positioned the boy ready for tattooing.  The bald man raised Pete's
legs at the knees and pushed them back onto his body so the boy was in a
spread-legged foetal position on his back, his genitals and buttock crease
fully exposed.  The big man ran his hands over Peter, fondling his now
fully erect penis and his soft scrotum, letting his long fingers trail down
below the egg-sac onto the pink anal area bulging upwards from between his
buttocks.  The man grunted his approval as goosebumps sprang up over the
boy's body from his touch and Pete looked at Julie and winked.  He was
enjoying himself...being the centre of attention.

   The tattooist took a soft cloth and wiped all around Peter's genitals
and between his legs, then over the boy's bare pubic region and the shaft
of his erection.

   "Owooh!  That's cold!" Peter complained and Don told him it was just a
disinfectant with a mild anesthetic mixture and the boy relaxed again.

   Alfredo picked up a pencil and indicated he was going to draw the tattoo
first.  Then he bent over Peter and, with concentration and skill, began to
draw.  He began right at the very edge of the boy's anus, tracing a curving
line up towards the boy's coccix, then curved it in an arc to run below the
puckered sphincter, around over the ridge from his testes to his anus,
curving up the boy's bare skin beside his scrotum, along his groin, then
arching over his hairless pubic mound and coming down to the base of his
penis.  Julie could see the shape of the snake's head drawn on the base of
Peter's shaft, Alfredo holding the youngster's erect penis upright as he
marked it.  The snake's forked tongue went halfway up the hard shaft.  Then
the tattooist followed parrallel to his original line back to a point at
Pete's anus and the snake was complete.

   "That tickled," Pete giggled, looking down at his marked body, his arms
around behind his knees keeping his legs pulled back on his chest.

   Alfredo picked up what looked a bit like a dentist's drill and showed it
to Pete.  It made a soft buzzing sound when he flicked it on and Pete
looked from it to Don.

   "Its a special tattoo needle," Don explained.  "It just pierces the skin
enough for the ink to penetrate, buddy.  Its not as severe as some that are
used to make tattoos.  It'll just tingle and maybe sting a little bit, but
it won't hurt.  The anesthetic will dull most of the feeling anyway." That
reassurance seemed to satisfy Pete and he lay back again on the table.

   With deliberate concentration, Alfredo began to tattoo the lines he had
drawn.  Pete jerked as the vibrating needle touched into the muscle of his
sphincter and the bald man took it away and shook his head.

   "You have to keep still, buddy or the lines will go anywhere," Don said,
keeping his camera trained on the lad's pink anus, a spot of ink at its
edge.

   "Sorry," Peter said ruefully.  "It just surprised me a bit.  I'll keep
still," he reassured Alfredo.  He turned towards Julie.  "It stings a
little bit but tickles as well.  Its quite sexy really.  Like a vibrator.
You ought to get one."

   "What?  A vibrator?" she giggled.  "I prefer the real thing." Pete
looked at her wryly.  "I'll wait and see if you still say that when Alfredo
finishes," Julie replied smiling.  "If you still reckon its okay after he's
tattooed your cock, I'll think about it."

   Alfredo pressed Pete's legs back firmly, his hand resting across the
boy's testes, his fingers stretching the boy's skin.  He brought the
tattooing needle back to his anus and looked at Pete.  The lad nodded and
Julie saw him tense up as the bald man brought the needle in contact again.
This time, Pete stayed still and Julie watched as Alfredo tattooed a dark
line along the mark he had made, the needle following it up around Pete's
testes, up his groin and over his pubic mound.  Every few seconds, Alfredo
would pat where he was working with a soft cloth to soak up the excess ink
and tiny drops of blood that sometimes appeared.  He worked his way down
the bare mound towards Pete's penis, which had stiffened again as the man
touched around it and finally took hold of it and pressed it forward.  Then
the vibrating needle was marking over the hardened flesh and Julie saw more
blood mix with the ink as Alfredo blotted more often.  But Peter made no
sound or movement to indicate it was hurting or uncomfortable and she found
herself becoming quite aroused seeing her young friend being manipulated
and marked by the tattooist.  The snake's head took shape and Pete did
squirm a little as the tongue was tattooed up the shaft, finishing just
below his flared glans.  Alfredo then began tracing over the return line,
filling in the other side of the snake, back over Pete's pubic mound, down
his groin, around under his testes and around the puckered anus to join the
tail at the edge of this orifice.  By the time he had finished, Peter was
enjoying the feel of the pricking and tickling created by the instrument.
He looked down at himself as Alfredo took the needle away and blotted the
last of the ink from his anus.

   "Wow!  It looks great!" he said enthusiastically, pushing his penis
upright so he could see the snake's head and tongue.  He looked at Julie,
who was gazing at the outline of the tattoo in fascination.  "It didn't
hurt much at all," he said.  "Come on.  You get one, too."

   "Wait 'til he's finished," she responded.  "It's got to be coloured in
yet, doesn't it Alfredo?"

   The big man smiled and nodded, holding up two different types of heads
for his instrument, pointing to one, then the other.  The first one was a
crescent of tiny needles, joined beneath a small tank of green ink.  The
second was like a pad of needles, oval in shape and a little tank of red
ink above it.  Alfredo attached the first set to his machine and moved back
between Pete's spread legs.  He began marking small crescents in the body
of the snake in an emerald green ink.  He just touched the needles to the
boy's soft skin and then blotted it.  It left a clear mark in the shape of
a snake's scale behind.

   The man worked rapidly and within a couple of minutes, the snake was
fully scaled, winding over Peter's tender skin.  Then he replaced the
needles with the other head.  Working from the base of the boy's penis, he
touched this ovoid shape within each crescent.  Julie watched in wonder as
the snake seemed to fill out and come alive under the tattooist's masterly
touch.  Within another two minutes, the snake was completed, Alfredo adding
two black eyes in the head by switching the ink container from red to
black. He finally went back to the original needle and tattooed nostrils
and a mouth on the head of the snake and touched a few spots along its
length to give it added realism.  The effect was quite stunning and Julie
looked at it in amazement.

   "Its awesome!" she said to Peter.  "Its even sexier than Dave's," she
added, her eyes following the tattoo over its whole length.

   Peter let his legs down.  "You gonna have one done?" he asked her.  "Or
are you too chicken?"

   Julie smiled sweetly at him.  "Of course I'm going to have one done,"
she said, deciding on the spot at his challenge.  She went to sit on the
table as Pete swung his legs around to get off.  His penis was jutting up
stiffly, still, but he was unconcerned about it in front of her and the two
men.  Julie's eyes couldn't help but look at him, though.  He was so
beautiful naked and aroused - even more so now with its sexy decoration
-she thought and her sex tingled as she remembered his hardness taking her
virginity in the first movie she had made and slipping into her in
subsequent ones.  How she hoped it would happen more frequently now they
shared the same home - not always in front of the camera.

   "Hold on a second, Julie," Don said as she began to get up on the table.
"Alfredo likes little girls so we'll get him to undress you." The bald man
smiled lewdly at her and Julie could see beads of sweat on his forehead and
chest.  He rubbed himself in his pants and knelt by her as Don moved around
and knelt to film them.  His actions and appearance and the thought of him
being her sex partner were quite repulsive to Julie.  She had thought all
her co-actors were going to be all men and boys like the ones she had had.
She had never considered someone like Alfredo might be in her movies.

   The fat man rubbed his hand over her on the outside of her dress to
start with, up over her chest, squeezing her unformed breasts, then sliding
down over her belly to her crotch, his fingers pressing in and roughly
grabbing her tender mound.  In spite of his unattractiveness, his fatness
and his sweaty smell, Julie found her body immediately respond to his
touches, her nipples stiffening and her sex tingling.  Alfredo then ran his
hands up beneath her dress, his sweaty palms sliding over her mesh-covered
pubic V to her nipples, rolling the stiff little buds between his thumb and
index finger.  His actions had raised her dress up over her belly and she
saw him staring at her flesh peeking out between the elasticised mesh of
her bikini panties.  He grunted appreciatively and his fingers tweaked her
nipples harder.  He then raised the short dress over her head, Julie
lifting her arms to assist as he pulled it from her.  She heard Pete give a
wolf-whistle and knew he was watching the big man playing with her.  That
knowledge made the situation more exciting for her.  She felt a flush of
desire rush through her and found Alfredo's sweaty eagerness to undress and
fondle her young flesh rather exhilerating and she squirmed in his grasp.
Then his fingers were in the pouch of her bikini and the thin garment was
dragged down her legs, almost unbalancing her as Alfredo tugged them off
her feet.  Then his fingers were at her, fondling and prodding into her
moist femininity and tugging on her stiffened clitoris and searching inside
her ridged vagina.  She couldn't help the gasp of pleasure as he touched
her intimate flesh, his fingers surprisingly gentle in spite of his
eagerness.  Julie stood there naked and trembling as the big man explored
her.

   "You undress him, Julie," she heard Don instructing and her hands
automatically went to the tied cord around the tattooist's rounded belly as
the man stood up.  She undid the cord and his baggy pants dropped straight
to the floor.  Julie stared at what she had exposed.  Alfredo's whole body
was covered in tattoos, even his penis and testicles.  He had a short,
stubby penis that jutted out thickly from the folds at the base of his
belly and it was red and green and blue from the tattoos over it.  Julie
couldn't make out the design but it extended down the shaft and over the
man's testicles, two very large ovoid eggs dangling inside a sack so thin
it was almost translucent.  The design over them made them look like rather
delicately patterned easter eggs and Julie was fascinated by them, reaching
out to take hold of them.  The big man moved closer, his penis jutting
towards Julie's mouth and she could see leakage glistening over the
patterned glans.

   "He wants you to suck him off, babe," Don said softly, bringing the
camera in closer and Julie looked again at the penis almost touching her
lips.  If it hadn't been for the delicate design tattooed all over it, she
would have considered the organ repulsive, so short and stubby and slimy
with pre-cum, plus the fact it was sticking out below a fat belly; but she
knew she had to do what Don said - she had no say in anything - so she
opened her mouth and the tattooist's penis slid inside.  He was salty and
sour and Julie almost gagged as the bulbous head pressed at the back of her
throat, her nose pressed against the man's hairy fat pubes.  She smelt his
staleness but shut her mind to it all and began to suck on him as though it
was a dummy in her mouth.  Fortunately it was too short to go into her
throat.  Within a few moments, his taste changed as fresh pre-cum began
seeping from him and Julie began to enjoy the slick feel of his glans
inside her.  It wasn't his fault he was poorly endowed or tasted like he
did, she thought.  He was still a man.  It was still a penis that had gone
stiff because of her.  That fact alone made her feel better about fellating
him.

   Alfredo began moaning and his hands held Julie's head and she knew he
was going to come.  She suctioned harder and slid her lips up and down his
shaft more quickly and was rewarded almost instantly with a burst of thick
semen.  She let his sperm dribble from the corners of her mouth as the big
man ejaculated, the thick cream sliding down and dripping from her chin. 
He only came three or four times and Julie managed to prevent swallowing
any of the discharge - she had been spoiled by the light salty taste of the
men she had tasted before and Alfredo's semen was more pungent and gluey.
The man didn't seem to mind, though, as he pushed himself in and out of her
mouth, pulling himself right out after his orgasm eased.  He put his hand
under Julie's chin and raised her cum-smeared face up towards him and gave
her a smile of appreciation which made Julie feel it had been worthwhile.
He lifted her tenderly and turned towards Don making gestures with his
hands and face.

   "He says you're the best I've had," Don told her smiling broadly.  She
noticed the front of his shorts were tented and knew she had turned him on
again "I could have told him that," he added.  "You were great...as usual,
babe.  Okay.  You'd better clean your chin and get up on the table."

   Julie wiped her face on a cloth Pete handed her and she tasted the gluey
coating in her mouth.  "Can you get me a drink of water?" she asked Pete
softly and drank it when he brought it to her.  How she wished it had been
Peter's sperm coating her mouth.  Alfredo had pulled up his baggy trousers
and was waiting for her to get up on the table.  He smiled kindly at her as
she did so.  Looks like I've made another friend, Julie thought as she took
up the same position Pete had when he'd been tattooed - her legs folded
back onto her chest and her buttocks raised and spread and her bare pussy
opened and fully exposed.  She saw Alfredo's eyes looking at her inner
folds and felt a flush of excitement tingle through her.  The bald man
wiped around her sex with the disinfectant/anesthetic mixture he had used
on Pete and Julie agreed with her friend - it was cold!  Then he took up
the marking pen in his hand and Julie shivered as his other hand rested
over her moist centre and he touched the pen at the edge of her anus, in
the same place he had begun with Pete.  He paused and looked towards Don.

   "Yes, the same," the cameraman said, focusing in on the artist's hands.

   Alfredo began marking the swirling snake from Julie's anus, up towards
her coccyx then arcing around on the lower edge of her buttock, across the
silky smooth indent between her vagina and anus, up her groin and curving
around over her plump mons veneris to finish a fraction of an inch above
her clitoris.  Goosebumps sprang out over her skin as the pen drew the
marks around her most intimate areas.  Then Alfredo drew the snake's tongue
down to the base of her clitoris, the fork of the tongue vee-ing to either
side of the sensitive tube of flesh.  His fingers were gently cupping her
sex, holding the skin to ensure the marking was accurate and Julie could
feel herself becoming wetter down there.  She quivered as the tattooist
drew the other side of the snake, following parallel to his first line and
ending up at the edge of her sphincter at the tail.

   Julie looked down her body to see what Alfredo had drawn.  It did look
sexy, she thought, the little of it she could see; and seemed to draw
attention to her clitoris even pale as it was.  Then she heard the hum of
the needle and Alfredo rested his hand on her pubes again and looked at
her.

   "I'm okay," she told him.  "I won't move."

   Then she felt a tingle of pain and winced as the needle began tattooing
along the line.  She didn't flinch away, though, and was pleased with
herself.  In spite of the little pricks of the needle, dulled by the
anesthetic, the vibration and the pain was exciting her, arousing her.  She
could feel her nipples tightening and her clitoris stiffen.  She moaned
softly as the needle ran between her vagina and anus, then up beside her
labia.  It tickled slightly as it went over her pubic mound and down
towards her sex and she gasped as it pricked its way to her clitoris and
went each side with its trail of blue dots.  Julie thought she was going to
orgasm as Alfredo pressed around her sex, holding her now slippery flesh
still as he worked around her.  He concentrated and his sure hands never
faltered as he followed the lines he had drawn back to her anus.  He used
the cloth to wipe her moistness as well as soaking up ink and droplets of
blood from the tiny pinpricks.

   "Told you it didn't hurt," Pete said, watching Alfredo work with great
interest.  "Hope he doesn't slip when he's doing around your pussy," the
boy commented and laughed as she poked her tongue at him.  Alfredo was
attaching the scale marking needle and resumed his marking, filling in the
body of the snake in the green crescents.  Julie watched him intently,
seeing Don coming in for close-up shots of her patterned areas.

   In a couple of minutes, the whole tattoo was completed, eyes and
nostrils marked, shading applied and surplus ink wiped clean.  Julie let
out a deep breath and stretched her legs out on the table.  Then she sat up
and looked down at her nudity, pulling herself over to look between her
legs.  "Isn't it fantastic?" she asked Peter.

   "It sure is," the boy agreed, his fingers tracing around the tattoo's
shape.  "It makes your pussy look really sexy," he said.

   "Are you two sore?" Don asked them.  They both shook their heads. 
"Good!" their master said.  "Get on the table with Julie and fuck her to
finish off," he told Pete and Julie's heart skipped a beat.

   Pete needed no encouragement, his penis still erect and aching for
release.  Julie was aroused and wet and groaned in passion as Pete
stretched out beside her and began stroking her.  Her arms wrapped around
him and she rolled onto her back, pulling him on top of her.  Her knees
raised and spread and Pete's penis slipped easily into her waiting vagina.
She squealed as he dug deeply into her, his almost adult sized hardness
filling her tight passageway and sending electric sensations right up her
body.  He pressed against her cervix and she felt his testes slapping
between her legs - slapping against her 'snake', she thought - and Peter's
is inside me!  Neither of them needed any prelimary foreplay, the tattooing
had aroused them both to fever pitch.  Peter thrust himself in and out of
her hungrily, his penis coating with Julie's white cream and forming a
collar around the base of his shaft.

   Alfredo stroked the boy's buttocks as Don focused in on where they
joined, capturing the highly excited state the children were in and
watching the two newly tattooed snakes seeming to writhe and twist as they
fucked.  Julie squealed loudly as her orgasm came and Don was surprised to
see fluid flowing out of her like semen and dribbling down her skin over
the snake between her legs.  He knew Pete hadn't climaxed and realised it
was the girl's own juices from her orgasm.  He had only ever seen that once
before and from a full-grown woman!  Julie was certainly an exceptionally
sexual young girl!  He heard Pete cry out and, through the camera, watched
the familiar clenching of his buttocks and the tension in the muscles of
his back as the boy, his young lover, spurted his seed into the young girl.
He drew the camera back and moved around to the side as Pete pulled himself
out of Julie's vagina and squirted the remainder of his semen over her
belly, his white-streaked organ spurting several streams of cream over her
before starting to detumesce.  The young lad slowly lowered himself onto
Julie and they held each other as their breathing became more regular and
the tension flowed out from their bodies.

   "That was terrific," Don told them as he shut off his camera after
zooming in on the cream-covered tattooes of both children and fading the
movie out.  "You like that, Alfredo?  Worth the tattoos?"

   The bald man nodded enthusiastically and took up his tattooing needle
again, indicating he was wanting to do more.  They all laughed along with
him.

   "Maybe another time, buddy," Don told him.  "I'd like to see Julie with
something around her tit, or her nipple the centre of a rose or something.
And maybe the same for you, Pete.  But I think that's enough for now. 
You'll both be a bit sore when the anesthetic wears off and its better to
do a bit at a time." He watched as Alfredo began packing up his gear. 
"Maybe you two should have a spa or swim in the heated pool.  Might help
when the anesthetic starts to wear off.  I'll come and join you as soon as
I take Alfredo back.  Okay?"

   Pete pushed himself up off Julie and got off the table, his hand resting
lightly over her pubes.  "Fine, Don.  Thanks for the surprise." He looked
down at Julie, then at himself.  "These are great." He looked at Julie.  "I
can see our snakes are going to want to join each other a lot," he said
cheekily, his finger caressing the head of her tattoo, making her clitoris
tingle.

   "You can bet on it," she replied, reaching down to take his flaccid but
still sticky penis in her hand.  "Any time it raises its head looking for
its hole, mine will be waiting," she said huskiliy.

   "Hey, don't you two wear yourselves out, you randy little buggers. 
Don't forget the reason you are here, both of you.  Sure, we'll have fun
times together, but your main purpose is to act in my movies." The two
children looked at each other and Pete gave Julie a wink that said "I told
you so." "Don't forget that.  Take it easy and we'll get on fine.  Okay?"

   The two children both nodded and Julie got up from the table to stand by
Pete.  He had been right earlier, she realised.  She was a money-maker for
Don, even though he liked her.  He would be never anything more than that.
But, she thought, that's why I'm here and I'll enjoy every bit of it while
I can.  Feeling brighter, she gave Pete's penis a squeeze and then ran
towards the door and the pool, the boy chasing after her.

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   CHAPTER 8







   Her first couple of weeks of living with Don and Pete in the mansion was
like a dream for Julie.  The luxurious surroundings with everything
supplied that she wanted, clothing, gadgets, discs, make-up...anything at
all...was beyond her wildest expectations.  She really was determined to do
everything Don wanted of her as far as his movies went.  She was even more
determined to be a star and to remain one for as many years as she could.

   The tattoos she and Pete had received took several days to heal and
settle in to their true colours.  Julie looked at it in her hand-mirror
every time she could as she thought it was the sexiest thing she had had
done to her so far.  Pete was just as wrapt in his, the way the snake's
head enlarged when he became erect like a cobra rearing for a strike.  And
his ejaculations were the snake's spitting venom!  Every night Don got both
of them to lie naked on the bed, their legs back over their heads and he
gently rubbed cream over the tattoos that ran around their anuses and
finished at or on their genitals.  His gentle stroking aroused them both
and Julie found she was really turned on by seeing Pete or Don with
erections.  She loved the hardness of their penises, the way they thrust
upwards from their hairless pubes and looked so powerful.  She loved the
shape of their glans, the slit in its tip that seemed to forever leak
lubricant so it was ever ready to penetrate any orifice.  She loved their
testes, sometimes dangling low between their thighs, sometimes held tight
into their bodies in their crinkled sac.  Pete was almost as big as Don in
both penis and testicle size in spite of their age difference.  Julie never
tired of looking at each of them naked.

   And they enjoyed looking at and touching her body, stroking her nipples
or fingering her pubes at any opportunity.  The first week was a time of
becoming totally familiar and comfortable with each other.  Don ensured
Julie lost any trace of modesty or shyness, watching her tend to all her
needs, even toileting and getting Pete to do the same.  She was also made
to watch them, to accept all bodily functions and all body parts to be a
source of pleasure and sexual excitement.

   After their tattoos had lost their tenderness, Don began instructing
Julie in the finer techniques of pleasuring men.  He used Peter as his
model to demonstrate how to fellate in a variety of ways, showing her how
to use her tongue to tease around the sensitive coronal rim and to spread
the boy's slit, to wipe across the glans and to swirl around it to cause
increased sensitivity.  He taught her how to use her lips to push back the
foreskin, to slide firmly up and down the shaft and to create a suctioning
that would draw a man's semen even faster.  He got her to use her teeth to
lightly grip behind the rim of the glans and move backwards and forwards
over this ridge again and again, to increase its sensitivity.  He showed
her how to nip the loose skin covering the penis, to bite it gently,
especially before the man was fully aroused, to take the foreskin and tug
it gently out from the end of the penis.  He also showed her how and where
to use her fingers and hands while sucking a man off, the sensitive areas
to stroke, to touch or to penetrate.  He taught her how to handle Pete's
testes, varying between feather touches to firm squeezing and all ranges
between.  With both Don demonstrating, then Julie copying, Peter was in his
glory, both of them causing him to climax many times each day, his penis
relishing the constant attention it received.

   Julie was quick to learn and so enjoyed the burst of semen into her
mouth that she practiced on both Peter and Don whenever she could.  Don
insisted they only have sex that way for the first week and, by the time
she had gained her expertise to the man's satisfaction, she was so horny
she was almost crying for them to fuck her.  But Don told her she was to
keep herself for her next filming weekend, which was at the end of her
second week.  Even though she slept in the same bed as Don and Pete most
nights, and they were all nude, she was only allowed to fellate them.  They
would stroke her and fondle her, but neither of them made love to her -
although they would often fuck each other while she watched.  Masturbation
didn't help that much and she got to the stage where she was willing the
weekend to come and she could get some much-needed release.  By the time it
did come, Julie was almost permanently slick between her legs and aroused
at even talk about sex.

   ********************

   Saturday finally came and Julie found herself dressed in a school
uniform and back at Don's city studios.  Pete didn't come with them, which
disappointed her, but she knew there were going to be other men who would
pleasure her.  Her heart skipped a few beats when Don led her into the
first studio and she saw there were at least half a dozen very powerful
looking men standing around talking.  There were several negroes and they
were all young men except one, a grey-haired older man in a dark suit.  Don
greeted the men and introduced Julie to them.  They all looked her over as
they said hello and she could see them appraising her as their sex partner.
Then, to her surprise, another young girl, younger than her, came into view
as the men moved aside.

   "Julie, this is Sam.  She's Jonah's daughter," Don said, indicating one
of the young men, a sandy haired, well-built man who was now watching them
as he talked to one of the negros.  "Sam's going to be in one of the films
with you today."

   "Hello," the youngster said, smiling shyly at Julie.  She was a pretty,
curly-haired little girl around seven years of age, Julie guessed.

   "Hi, Sam," she replied.  The little girl looked nervous and Julie
wondered if this was her first time.  She smiled at her kindly.  She
remembered how nervous she had felt on her first day.  The little girl's
smile widened and she moved hesitatingly over to Julie.  Julie suddenly
felt like an experienced professional and she took the little girl's hand
and squeezed it reassuringly.  "You're very pretty," she said.

   Sam blushed and looked down at her feet.  "My daddy says I am, too," she
said.  "He's gonna make a film with me 'cos I'm pretty," she added looking
up at Julie.

   "That'll be exciting," Julie said, wondering if the youngster knew what
sort of film it would be.  Still, it wasn't really her concern, so, giving
Sam's hand a final squeeze, she told her she had to find Don and get ready
to make her own film and that she would see her in a little while, then
left the girl looking rather frail and lonely amongst the men.  As she went
into the office, she saw Sam talking and smiling with her dad and she felt
a bit less concerned.

   "Aaaah, Julie.  This is Ray," Don said as she entered the office,
indicating a man sitting on a seat by the desk looking at a script sheet.
It was the grey-haired man she had seen in the loungeroom and he smiled at
her.  He was wearing a doctor's gown and had a stethoscope around his neck.

   "Are you a doctor?" Julie asked him and he laughed.

   "Only an actor," he said standing up and shaking her hand.  "It looks
like we're to make a movie together," he added pointing to the script
sheet. "Right, Don?"

   "That's right, Ray.  This is your co-star.  Everything's set up in
Studio 2.  I'll explain it to you, Jules, as we go over.  Might as well get
started.  We've got a lot to get through today." He led the way out of the
room and Julie hurried after him as he headed down the hallway towards
Studio 2, the studio in which she'd made her first film with a man.

   "You're a school girl going for a medical exam in this film, Julie.  Ray
is the doctor who'll examine you.  Again, just act like you think a young
girl would.  Let Ray lead the story-line." He pushed open the door to
Studio 2 and they went in.  "This is Carol, Julie.  She's acting the part
of the nurse." Don introduced her to the tall, beautiful young woman
dressed in a short nurse's uniform who was standing in what looked to be a
doctor's examination room.  The only thing missing was the smell of
disinfectant and ether.

   "Well, hello, Julie," Carol said, a friendly smile on her full lips. 
She had long, shiny blonde hair that was pinned up under her cap; and the
most wonderful set of breasts Julie had ever seen showing in the deep V of
her uniform.  Julie stared at the fullness showing almost to the nipples, a
hint of the woman's aureoles just peeking out at the edge of her uniform
which was open almost to her waist.  Her waist was tiny, her hips flaring
out curvaceously and a beautiful set of legs seeming even longer because of
the shortness of her skirt.  Julie could almost see the woman's panties,
the skirt was so short.  It would hide nothing when she bent over.  Julie
could have felt really intimidated by Carol's sexuality and stunning
beauty, but for the warmth in her smile and the friendly wink she gave
Julie as they met.

   "Wow!" Julie said.  "You are really beautiful, Carol," she burst out.

   "Thank you, sweetheart.  So are you." Julie looked at her with a
disbelieving look on her face.  "I mean it," Carol said.  "I was just like
you when I started making movies, wasn't I, Don?"

   "Sure were, honey," the film-maker responded as he checked the cameras
he had already set up in the room.

   Julie should have realised that the majority of the grown-up actors, if
not all of them, were ex-child stars of Don's, quite used to having sex
with children and adults throughout their lives.  Maybe these were the
people living in that other wing of the mansion, she thought.  She was
about to ask, when Ray entered the room and the two adults began discussing
their roles.  Julie stood back and waited, her eyes wandering over the
props and the people she was soon going to be having sex with.

   "Okay, people.  I'm ready to start filming.  We'll start with Carol
bringing you through the door, Julie, and then take it from there.  We
don't need much story line.  We all know what we are here for.  Let's do
it." Don ushered Julie and Carol out the door and closed it, leaving the
two females in the corridor.

   "You done many films with Don, honey?" Carol asked, adjusting the hem of
her uniform.  Julie caight a glimpse of a white lace V beneath the short
skirt.

   "About six or seven," Julie answered, suddenly realising she had lost
count.  She must be getting used to this, she thought.  She was itchy
between her legs as soon as Don had brought her into the studio and looked
forward to having her needs dealt with during the day.

   "Good," Carol said.  "I prefer working with kids who know what's what."
She smiled at Julie.  "We'll have a bit of fun, you and me.  You ever done
things with a woman?" Julie shook her head, surprised.  She had never
thought about it.  "Aaahhh!  You're in for a treat then," the woman said,
just as they heard Don call them in.  Carol opened the door.

   "And who is this?"

   "This is Julie Starr, doctor.  She's in for a full examination."

   "Good.  Why don't you help her undress, nurse?  Then call me when she's
ready."

   "Very good, doctor.  Come over here, Julie."

   Julie walked over to the examination table as 'Doctor' Ray walked behind
the camera as though he was leaving the room and stood leaning against the
wall to watch.  The two adults had immediately gone into role and Julie
acted like a rather nervous little girl.  In fact, she didn't know what was
going to happen throughout the film so she was really a little nervous.

   "Sit up on the table, honey.  That's it." The table was like an ordinary
examination table in any doctor's room, but it had some gadgets either side
like handles sticking out and up that Julie had never seen before.  The top
of the table was slightly raised so she would be only half-lying down when
she was lying flat on it.  There was a tray attached on one side and a
range of rather unusual looking instruments lying on the metal surface. 
Julie wondered what they were for - whether they were just props or whether
they were going to be used.  She sat up on the table as instructed, her now
familiar sexual nervousness beginning.

   Carol began unlacing Julie's shoes.  The girl went to undo the other but
the woman stopped her.  "Uh uh!  Let nurse do that for you.  You just sit
there.  You mustn't do anything until asked." She removed Julie's shoe then
slid her sock from her foot, her hands caressing her leg as they pulled the
sock down.  Then she did the same with Julie's other shoe and sock, this
time holding Julie's bare foot in her hands when she'd finished.  "Do you
want me to take off your blouse or your panties next, honey?" the nurse
asked her, her hands sliding up Julie's leg to her knee, just below the
hemline of the skirt on her school uniform.

   Julie felt the familiar tingling starting between her legs as the woman
ran her thumbs in circles on the insides of her knees.  Goosebumps rose up
her thighs.  She just looked nervously at the beautiful woman.

   "I think we might take off your...hmmmm...your blouse," she announced,
her hands leaving Julie's knees.  Julie had hoped she would take off her
panties, but realised the procedure had to be drawn out for the film. 
Carol unbuttoned the front of Julie's blouse, her breasts almost falling
out of her nurse's uniform as she moved around.  Julie found herself
staring down the woman's cleavage and admiring the full roundness of the
barely covered breasts.  Her own blouse was eased back and drawn away from
her shoulders and her undeveloped chest with its pointy nipples exposed to
the woman's gaze.  Julie blushed self-consciously as the woman looked at
her.  She was now quite intimidated by the fullness of Carol's figure and
so aware of her own immaturity.

   "You are so beautiful," Carol surprised her by saying.  The woman
reached out a hand and gently ran her fingers over Julie's chest and around
her nipple, which was already stiff.  She then trailed it over to the
girl's other nipple, gently squeezing the tiny bud between her thumb and
finger.  Julie looked at her in surprise and Carol smiled.  "I do think you
are beautiful," she said softly.  "I love young girl's softness and virgin
breasts and nipples.  But you want them like mine, hey?" She looked down at
herself then back to Julie.  "Would you like to see mine?" she asked.  "You
can open my blouse if you want.  I won't mind.  In fact," she confided, "I
rather like my breasts being perved on and fondled." She remained leant
over and Julie reached out to unbutton her blouse while the women continued
to tease around her nipples.

   Her hand brushed the full mounds as she began undoing the buttons and
Julie could feel that Carol's breasts were quite firm, yet soft to touch.
She could see that she was wearing no bra and her breasts were jutting out
without support and Julie's fingers trembled as they exposed the wonderful
orbs to her eyes.  She peeled Carol's blouse back and was able to gaze
fully at the woman's beautiful breasts.  They were as round and as perfect
as the uniform had shown them to be, large brown aureoles slightly oval in
shape and covering the crown of each breast topped with pink nipples that
stuck out stiffly from their base.  Her skin was a honey colour, no bikini
or bra marks visible, although the underside of her breasts were slightly
paler.

   "What do you think, honey?" Carol said, cupping her breasts in each
hand. She raised one and bent her head and licked her nipple.  Julie gaped
and the woman laughed.  "Its one of the nice things about having large
tits, honey, apart from the fact most men love 'em," she laughed,"Is that
you can suck yourself if you're horny and alone.  Some guys can suck their
own dicks.  Some women can suck their own tits." She took her nipple into
her own mouth to demonstrate.

   "Wow," Julie said, gaping at the incredible feat.  "I hope mine grow to
be as nice as your's." She looked down at herself.  "They've got a long way
to go," she said disconsolately.

   "Honey, don't put yourself down," Carol said.  "Be thankful you're like
you are.  The guys in there," she indicated out beyond the door,"and all
the adults involved in this business love them just the way they are,
including me!  Once your tits grow, you only get bit parts!" She looked
pointedly at Don behind the camera, who just smiled.  Carol turned her
attention back to Julie and whispered.  "Just had to get that said!" and
winked, making Julie giggle.  "Come on, baby," Carol said softly so that
only she could hear.  "Play with my boobs for Don or he'll get shitty with
me."

   Julie reached out and touched Carol's breasts, her hands sliding over
their firm softness towards the nipples.  These were rougher and quite hard
against her palms and Julie saw goosebumps spring up over the woman's skin
as she grazed them.  Carol watched Julie's hands fondling her and the girl
could see Don moving around to capture all of the action.  The woman began
stroking Julie's nipples and chest, her hands making circular motions
around her sensitive nubs, each time getting lower down her body.

   "Time to get this skirt off, I think," and 'nurse' Carol undid the
button at the waist band and gently eased the skirt from under Julie's
buttocks and from her legs.  She folded it then draped it over a chair, her
full breasts jiggling with her movements and drawing Julie's eyes.  She saw
the girl watching and did up the bottom buttons on her blouse, leaving it
gaping enough for her breasts to be visible as she moved and displaying a
deep cleavage when she was still.  "Sorry, Julie, but I don't think the
doctor would be happy if I leave that undone," she said turning back to
Julie and smiling at her.  "I think he likes it like this.  Gives him more
of a sense of peeping.  You can lie up on the table now, honey."

   Julie lay down on her back on the table, her arms along her sides.  She
was wearing only her 'school' panties - a pair of white cotton hipsters. 
Carol stroked over her belly, pressing her fingers into her soft flesh and
making out she was examining the girl, her hands moving down over the
panties and finally resting over Julie's pubic mound.  Julie could see
Carol's breasts trembling with the woman's breathing and saw that her
nipples were sticking out real hard.  She realised it was her body that was
turning this grown woman on; and that had never occurred to Julie before -
that she could excite women as well as men.  With men, it was so
noticeable, but the signs in a woman were much more subtle.  Lying down,
her head now almost level with Carol's hips, she could smell a musky smell
of sexual excitement similar to her own that she knew came from the woman's
sex.

   "The doctor's going to want you naked, Julie.  He has to examine you
inside here," Carol said, her fingers sliding into the V of Julie's groin.
Her voice was shaky and she licked her lips as she looked at the young
girl. Her fingers went to the waist band of Julie's panties and glanced up
at her.  "It won't hurt, honey.  You're not shy are you?" she asked as
Julie's hands moved to cover herself (as she thought an 'innocent' young
girl would react).  She nodded, letting an expression of nervousness settle
on her face.  She caught a movement from Don and saw he was focusing in on
her, a smile on his face and he nodded and winked at her as their eyes met.
She was doing right for the movie.  Inside, though, she was getting as
excited as Carol obviously was.  She was curious to know what was to happen
between them.  "Just relax.  I'll be here with you and I'll make sure you
feel good," Carol was saying as she began easing Julie's panties down.

   Julie felt the soft cotton sliding smoothly over her skin and the
coolness of the air on her slowly exposed flesh.  She tingled as her pubic
mound was uncovered and her panties caught in the moist valley at the top
of her thighs.  She raised up slightly to let her panties slip from under
her, then felt them caressing down her legs as Carol got them free and
pulled them right off, leaving Julie naked.  The 'nurse's' hand slid up her
leg and covered her pubes.

   "My, honey.  Your little pussy's all hot and sweaty," she said, pressing
her hand down onto Julie, making tingles course up the girl's nude body. 
She stared up at Carol, wanting the woman to ease the tension her sexual
frustration had brought to its peak...but that obviously wasn't in the
script!  Carol took her hand away, much to Julie's disappointment and
looked down at the girl's bare sex.  "What's this?" she asked, obviously
referring to the snake tattoo.  "Very sexy!  I think 'Doctor' will like
this!" Julie wondered whether Carol meant the tattoo or her pussy.  Before
she could respond, the 'nurse' moved the two gadgets on either side of the
table inwards to the side of the table.  Julie watched her and realised
there were two padded curved bits on the top of each metal arm and somehow,
now they were in position, she knew what they were for.  Carol took Julie's
left leg and raised it.  "Okay, honey.  This leg goes up in here.  Wriggle
down the table a bit so your calf fits over this arm.  That's it!  Good. 
Now your other leg.  That's just right." Julie found herself on her back on
the table with her legs spread out and up, her calves cradled in the curved
arms, her pussy and backside raised and opened by the way she was
positioned.  She felt very very naked and vulnerable.

   "Aaah, Julie.  All ready for me, hey?"

   The older man came into the set, his eyes unable to stop from glancing
between her legs as he came forward.  She saw him lick his lips.  He smiled
at her as he stopped near her head, looking down at her.  Julie could smell
his aftershave.  Her eyes were level with his groin and she could see a
bulge in the front of his doctor's smock and knew he was erect underneath
it - and more than likely naked.  She wondered what he was going to look
like.  Her heart began to beat hard at that thought and she swallowed and
looked up at him, reminding herself she was supposed to be a nervous young
virgin.

   "Is this your first examination, Julie?" the doctor asked.  She nodded.
"Well you just relax.  I'm going to give you a full exam and I'll touch you
in your private places, but it'll be okay.  I have to do it.  Okay?" She
nodded again, keeping her look of nervousness on her face in spite of the
thrill of anticipation she felt inside her.  "I'm also going to have to
look inside you down here," he said, touching her between her legs and
making her jump, which made him smile.  "I guess you'll just have to accept
this, Julie.  You'll have many examinations like this during your life." He
smiled at her.  "But I'm rather chuffed to be doing your very first!" His
hand left her groin, brushing up over her young nude pubic mound and belly
before coming to rest on her chest.  He pressed the gentle swelling of her
pre-pubescent breast mounds then squeezed her softly to make her nipple jut
upwards.  He touched it with his other hand, taking her nipple between his
finger and thumb and rolling it while squeezing the already hard little
bud.

   "Nice and responsive," he said.  "There's nothing wrong with these
little nips." He did the same to her other breast.  "You're going to have
nice full breasts, Julie, from the feel of them now.  How old are you? 
Nine?" She nodded, her nipples tingling deliciously under his touch.  "I
thought so.  Look at these, nurse.  You reckon they'll get as big as
your's?"

   "We've already talked about that, doctor.  I think Julie will have
wonderful breasts."

   "What do you think, Julie.  You want breasts like Nurse Carol?  Look at
these beauties," and he put his hand inside the nurse's blouse and exposed
her full breast to Julie.  "These are the most magnificent tits I've ever
seen, Julie.  You ever seen any as big or as beautiful?" He looked at Julie
and smiled.  "I bet you'll be as big as this when you are older." He eased
Carol's blouse off her shoulders, exposing both breasts.  "You may as well
take your blouse off, Carol.  I'm sure Julie won't mind if you let us both
see your boobs.  Right, Julie?"

   Carol needed no further encouragement and removed her blouse.  Julie
thought again how beautiful her large breasts were - especially the way
they stuck out so prominently on her chest, not saggy like her mum's or
auntie's, the only other women's breasts she had seen.  The doctor gave
both of them a squeeze, then turned back to Julie, his hands covering her
just-beginning mounds.

   "You'll have breasts like that one day," the doctor said, squeezing her
flesh up into two peaks.  He ran his thumb over her pink nipples, which
were stiff and extremely sensitive with excitement.  "And your nipples are
nearly as big already.  Did you feel how stiff they are, nurse?  Just like
your's get when I touch them." He grinned lecherously, his hands resuming
their caressing of Julie's chest.  Then he slid them down her body,
pressing into the soft flesh of her belly as though testing her internal
organs like a real doctor.  "Hmmmmm," he said thoughtfully, his fingers
going lower.

   "Is something wrong, doctor?" the nurse asked.

   "Mmmmmm," the doctor said again, his fingers now feeling at the base of
Julie's belly, pressing in under her bare pubic mound.  Julie began to feel
unexpectedly nervous.  Was there something wrong with her?  Was he a real
doctor and did he find something not right inside her?  The woman also
began to show an interest in what he was doing, her hands ceasing to stroke
her own nipples.  The doctor looked up at Julie.

   "Well.  Julie," he said.  "Something feels rather strange inside you. 
I'm afraid I'm going to have to investigate.  It shouldn't be too
uncomfortable for you, but it will probably make you a little embarrassed.
Just remember I am a doctor!" and he gave another smile that was certainly
not that of a doctor's but that of a lecherous old man!  Julie could tell
from his voice that Max was getting aroused by her naked young body and the
thought of what he was about to do.  Julie, herself, felt rising
excitement, spread so open on the examination table, her pussy fully
exposed with her legs raised up into the stirrups.  She watched the doctor
move between her spread legs, his eyes exploring her.  She saw him lick his
lips.

   "Hmmmm," he said thoughtfully as he looked at her sex.  "What do you
think of this, nurse?"

   Carol moved to the lower end of the table and looked between Julie's
legs.  Julie could feel herself starting to lubricate, could feel her
juices already starting to flow - and she hadn't even been really touched
down there yet!  Just the fact that the man and woman were looking at her
opened by her position was stimulating her.

   "Very pretty," nurse said.  "Do you know I have one of them as well,
doctor?"

   The doctor looked at her in surprise.  "No.  I didn't!"

   Julie began to grin.  How silly, she thought.  The doctor must know that
Carol had a pussy!  All doctors would know that!

   "Yes," Carol was saying.  "I had mine done around the same age as Julie.
It must have been by the same artist.  Would you like to see it?" Julie
suddenly realised they were looking at and discussing her tattoo - not her
pussy.  She jumped as Max's finger touched her anus.

   "Is your's in the same place as this?" the doctor asked, his finger
tracing up between Julie's legs and around her sex, following the tattooed
snake to the top of her pubes.  Carol nodded and the doctor seemed to lose
interest in her, much to Julie's annoyance.  His finger felt nice and she
thought he was going to start fingering inside her.  Her cunny was aching
with unfulfilled desire.  She could only just watch the two adults,
however, from her awkward position on the table.

   The 'nurse' stepped out of her short skirt and stood before them both
clad only in a pair of white, elastic top stockings that reached almost to
the top of each curvaceous leg; and a g-string, also white and contrasting
sharply with her golden tan.  Julie could see the top edge of a colourful
tattoo just above the small triangle of material covering Carol's mound. 
With a graceful dip, Carol pulled her panties off, leaving herself naked
but for her stockings.  She was quite unselfconscious as she exposed her
almost bald pussy to them both and Julie stared at it in awe.  It was the
first adult pussy she had seen.  She was so close she could see that Carol
had shaved herself, could see the tiny dots of her hair just under the skin
around a tiny strip of short dark hair that ran in a thin line down from
the base of her belly almost to her rather large clitoris.  Julie could see
the woman's inner lips protruding through the deep slash that was her
vaginal entrance; and she could smell the deep, musky odour eminating from
between her firm thighs.  But it was the tattoo that both Max and Julie
stared at.

   Completely surrounding Carol's sex was tattooed a face, rather demonic
in appearance.  Her tuft of pubic hair gave the face a strip of hair down
the centre of its bald head, her clitoris was its nose, two eyes tattooed
on her mons veneris; and her sex was the demon's mouth, looking as though
it was elongated in a pouting meouw.  The face was reddish, outlined in
blue and continued in between her legs and there were two proportionate
arms with clawed hands tattooed down the inside of each thigh, obviously
coming from beneath Carol's vagina.  Two horns came out of the head, or
maybe they were pointed ears (Julie couldn't tell which) and curved up onto
the woman's lower belly, just over the crease of her pubic mound.  The
whole effect was extremely erotic and fascinating to both Julie and the
'doctor'.

   Max stared at it.  "Wow!" he said.  "You certainly do have a tattoo! 
Sticking your cock in there would be like being sucked off by the devil
himself!"

   "Oh, doctor!" the 'nurse' gasped.  "Such language in front of this
little girl!" She smiled at Julie, obviously enjoying herself.

   "Oh boy!" Max went on.  "Lucky me!  I've got two naked young women to
examine!  Tell you what...Julie, hop off the table, that's a love.  Now
Carol, you get up on it like Julie was and I'll demonstrate an examination
on you so Julie can see what we do." He was obviously excited and made no
pretence of being otherwise.  He helped Julie dismount as he talked and
then assisted Carol onto the table, his hands touching both of them in a
non-doctorish way as he helped.  Finally Carol was splayed out on the
examination table, her sex gaping with her legs raised up in the stirrups.
It looked as though the demon between her legs was yawning.

   "Look at Nurse Carol's pussy, Julie.  Its beautiful.  See these folds
here," and he took hold of the woman's slick looking labia and pulled them
outwards, exposing the red, wet interior of Carol's vagina.  "These are her
labia.  They're much bigger than your's appeared.  Have you ever looked at
a woman's pussy?" Julie shook her head, fascinated by the beauty of the
lovely 'nurse's' sex.  Her smell was now quite strong and Julie could see
the slimy coating of the woman's lubrication making her inner flesh look
oily.  She knew that that was from where the exciting odour was coming; and
she could also smell her own excitemint, more delicate and less tangy,
wafting up from between her legs.  She pressed her hand into her bare pubic
area and felt her heat.

   Max had turned and picked up a funny looking tube-shaped metal thing. 
It had a screw thing at one end and was shaped like a rounded funnel at the
other.  "This is a speculum," he explained to Julie when he saw her
interest.  "We use it to examine inside women.  I'm going to use it to look
inside you, Julie, but first, I'll demonstrate on nurse here." He put the
rounded end into the centre of Carol's sex and gently pushed it inwards. 
The sight of the shiny metal tube slipping easily into the woman's privates
was so exciting to Julie and she pressed her hand in harder against
herself, tingles rippling up through her body.  Carol gave a moan as the
tube went in deeper and deeper, spreading her open wider and wider as its
tapered end penetrated.  Then the curved outer rim was pressed against the
flesh inside the woman's labia and Julie watched fascinated as Max began to
turn the screw handle and the tube began to expand.  She was able to look
into Carol's vagina!  The woman's moans became louder and more excited as
the 'doctor' opened her with the speculum, threads of mucous like
spiderwebs stretching from side to side of her vaginal walls.  The tube
opened out like an expanding flower, steel petals running down the inside
of the vagina and stretching it apart.

   "There!  Look, Julie," Max said, his voice shaky with excitement, his
breathing ragged.  "You can see right inside." He got a small torch out of
his pocket and shone it into Carol.  Julie looked inside and saw her
brighyt, shiny-pink inner flesh.  There were several bumps and a tight
opening near the silver ends of the speculum.  "That is the entrance to
Carol's womb," Max explained, using the pointed beam of light to indicate
what he was talking about.  "And that's her cervix.  If a man is long
enough, he can make a girl feel good by pressing against that."

   Julie suddenly realised she had experienced that several times with a
couple of the men, when they had driven deep inside her and she had felt as
though she was being split open.  Her sex tingled at that thought.  She was
rubbing herself, her clitoris stiff and her vulva now quite wet.  Her eyes
travelled over the woman's nude body.  She looked gorgeous laid out like
this on the examination table.  Her breasts were still full mounds, even
though she was on her back; and her nipples stuck up prominently.  Her
stomack was rising and falling with her breathing.  The tattooed face was
now looking at them with its mouth gaping widely and Julie couldn't help a
smile when she looked at it.  Her eyes follwed the tattooed arms down
Carol's thighs to the lace edges of her white stockings.  She looked so
sexy that Julie felt her lust rising.

   Carol gave a squeal and Julie saw that Max was holding her clitoris, the
'demon's' nose and was gently rolling it between his thumb and forefinger.
The woman began to writhe and twist, her squeals rising in pitch and Julie
realised she was climaxing.  She could see her vagina contracting
rhythmically and trying to close, being prevented by the still opened
speculum.  Max turned to Julie.  "Rub your finger inside her, baby.  Make
Carol really come."

   Julie did as she was asked and rubbed her finger up the slippery exposed
flesh between two prongs of the metal shaft.  Carol began gasping, her
moans starting to rise and then she cried out as her full orgasm hit.  But
it was not fully satisfying, her vagina unable to fulfill its need to crush
whatever was within it and the woman tossed her head from side to side in
frustration.  Max and Julie continued teasing her until she slowed her
movements, finally lying still on the table, her body beaded with sweat,
her hair in damp stringlets on her forehead and shoulders.  Her eyes were
half-closed and her mouth open.

   "She needs something more," Max said.  "You lie up on her, Julie.  Step
up here...that's it...now lie on your back on top of nurse...that's right.
Now, lift your legs up alongside her's...Aaaahhh." The 'doctor' kept up his
patter as he assisted Julie up on the table and to lie back on the hot nude
body of the woman beneath her.  She felt those wonderful breasts cradling
her head and the woman's bare pubic mound pressed up into her buttocks. 
Her legs were raised up along Carol's, her feet resting beside her's in the
stirrups.  Julie was aware of Don moving between their outspread legs and
she realised what an erotic picture he would be seeing - her young,
immature pussy with its snake tattoo resting openly above the gaping,
speculum spread demon's face beneath it.  Carol's arms came around Julie
and stroked down her body, coming to rest between her spread thighs and
pulling her labia apart, her fingers caressing Julie's hard bud and her
moist, hot centre.

   "That's good, Carol.  That'll make Julie more lubricated for her
examination," Max said and Julie raised her head from Carol's firm breasts
and saw him approaching her with another speculum.  She had a moment of
nerves as he touched the cold tip to her vaginal opening, but a sudden wave
of pleasure as the hard metal slid firmly into her, spreading her, and the
woman's fingers tantalising her clitoris and any hint of nerves evaporated.
It was an incredible sensation as the speculum slid deeper into her, so
unlike a penis...harder, colder, solid and unstoppable.  She felt it
pressing against her cervix and in her mind saw it deep inside her, knowing
that 'doctor' was seeing inside her what she had seen inside Carol.

   "I'm going to widen it now, Julie," Max said and Carol began teasing her
clitoris while her other hand found Julie's nipples as she felt herself
being forced wider and wider.  Julie gasped in pleasure and her young body
spasmed as her vagina seemed to be stretched way beyond its limits.  The
woman's fingers brought her so close to a climax, she ached for release. 
Pain coursed through her groin as the speculum reached its maximum width
and Julie knew she was totally exposed to the 'doctor's gaze and the
camera's probing.

   Then she felt the gadget finally go down, her stretched pussy slowly
returning to a more normal size.  Then the now-warmed metal began
withdrawing from within her, making her feel very empty and frustrated as
it came out of her.  She felt Carol moving beneath her and heard her gasps
in her ear and knew the speculum was also being withdrawn from her pussy.
She had only a moment to wonder what was going to happen next before Max
spoke.

   "I think you two ladies need a further examination," he said, smiling
down at them from between their still raised legs.  "But I have something I
think you'll both like better than the speculum...as long as you don't mind
sharing." He laughed then shrugged off the doctor's coat he was wearing. 
He was naked beneath it.  Julie's eyes dropped immediately to his groin and
her body shivered in anticipation.  Max was slighly paunchy, his breasts
were a little saggy, his skin pale.  But his penis made up for his lack of
physical attractiveness.  It was long, thick and hard.  Its glans was
larger than the shaft and was flared more than any Julie had seen.  It was
an angry red colour and glistened from pre-cum.  The man's shaft was
covered in wriggly, thick veins and curved up from a large pair of testes
that hung between his rather thin thighs.  Without any further comment, he
stepped forward.

   Julie felt Carol jerk beneath her and give a long, drawnout moan.  She
knew Max had shafted her and she felt herself rocked as he began fucking
her.  Then, suddenly, he was inside her!  She gasped in surprise at the
complete surprise of it and the way his shaft rammed straight into her
depths.  Her surprise, however, soon gave way to pleasure as the large
organ began moving inside her.

   Then, just as suddenly, it was gone and she felt Carol being pounded
again.  It was rather nice being cradled on the woman as she was screwed,
Julie thought, feeling Carol's breasts quivering beneath her and her
stomach rising and falling beneath her buttocks.  Plus, Carol's fingers
gripped Julie's nipples and clitoris quite hard each time Max drove himself
into her.

   Then Max was back inside her, his penis working at her and bringing her
towards climax.

   This continued several times, the man bringing her to the edge of
climaxing then puilling out and doing the same to Carol.  Both of them were
gasping and moaning, both seeking release.  And finally it came.  Max
stayed inside her through to her orgasm and Julie's young body bucked and
squirmed on top of Carol.  While she was at the height of her climax, Max
thrust himself into Carol, bringing her off and her movements carrying
Julie onwards in her own.  Then Max came, pulling out of Carol and spraying
them both with bursts of his seed, his penis jerking and throbbing as it
unleashed its load.  Julie could feel the cool cream trickling down her
body, between her legs and over her still tingling pussy and it seemed like
he was peeing on them, there was so much of his cum.  She looked down
through glazed eyes just to see, but it was only his climax.

   Finally he finished and he rubbed his sperm over their swollen pubes.

   "That wasn't too bad an examination now, was it?" he said smiling at her
as he rubbed his softening knob over her sex.  "Nurse, you should be
ashamed of yourself, leading this young girl astray." He smirked, then
burst out laughing and smacked her bare pubes.  "I guess you can just say
'The devil made me do it!'"

   It took a moment for Julie to get it, but when she did, she began
giggling and she could feel Carol laughing beneath her.  She relaxed on top
of the warm, soft woman below and Carol hugged her tightly.

   "Great one, once again, people!" Don said.  "That's a wrap!" Julie had
almost forgotten about him!  "Okay, Jules.  Take a half hour to freshen up
and then we'll have to get on to the movie with Sam and her dad." He was
all business and Julie felt a little bit hurt.  He didn't seem to notice
though as he packed up his equipment then left the studio, Max following
behind, still naked, discussing some aspect of his own performance.

   "Get used to it, honey," Carol said, her arms squeezing Julie tenderly.
"This is our business and you can't get too personal."

   From the tone of Carol's voice and the feelings Julie picked up from
her, it was apparent that she had more than likely been a one-time
favourite of Don's.  One who had just grown older.  Like she was going to.

   "Just enjoy it while you can, honey.  Its not all that bad," Carol said
comfortingly in her ear.  "Come on, I'll show you where the shower is and
I'll wash your back."

   Julie pressed her hands to Carol's and gave her a squeeze in friendship.
Somehow, it was not such a bad thing to realise that she would one day be
like the woman cradling her.  Not such a bad thing at all!  She slid off
her human cushion and waited for her to lead the way to the bathroom.  As
they walked arm in arm from the studio, she wondered what her next role was
going to be....



   ============================== pt 9 ==================

   CHAPTER 9



   After her shower, Julie put on the costume that had been left for her.
This outfit was rather beautiful and, she thought, very very sexy.  As
usual, there were no underclothes, just two items.  A filmy pair of pale
violet harem pants that barely covered her pubic mound, and a matching
halter top that fastened with a single button just below her breasts - or
what would eventually become her breasts.  She got into the outfit,
enjoying the sensuous feel of the soft material against her skin and looked
at herself in the mirror.  She liked what she saw.

   After their shower, Carol had put make-up on her (and touched the pink
lipstick to her nipples before doing the same to her clitoris - then she
had stuck the tube of lipstick up inside Julie's vagina and giggled,
telling Julie she was just adding a touch of colour to her other lips).  If
Don hadn't interrupted them by bringing her her costume and saying he was
waiting, Julie was certain the woman was ready to have another session with
her.  Don's entry had forced her to leave, reluctantly drawing the lipstick
out.  Julie saw her put it to her lips as she sauntered out the door.  Don
told her to get a move on, patted her on the fanny, then left her alone. 
Julie half expected Carol to return, but she hadn't.

   She gazed at her reflection in the mirror.  The material was
transparent, showing her slit and her nipples through the gauzy fabric. 
The pants were slit down each outer side, fastened only at her ankles and
hips and around the inner seams.  They had an elastic waistband that dipped
low from her hips, the crotch made so small the band went across her lower
belly just above her mons veneris.  It made her whole belly visible, a
slightly concave oval that looked made for stroking.  Her navel was deeply
indented and drew one's eyes to it.  She ran her hands softly over her
silky, lightly tanned skin.  It felt good.  She turned sideways and noticed
the glimpses of her bare legs as the soft material wafted open with her
movement.  Rocking slightly backwards and forwards, she could see her pubes
through the gaps created.  The costume certainly was erotic.  Again, she
thought about how she was really enjoying what she was doing...how she had
changed over the past few weeks since first being introduced to Don and his
trade.  And the thought of the snake tattoo between her legs always kept
her conscious of her pussy.  She wondered how this new group of men she was
to star with today would react to it.  Her eyes lingered over herself, the
sight of herself dressed so provocatively and thinking about the film to
come made her heart beat faster and re-start the tingling between her legs.
She hoped it might be like the one she'd done the first weekend, with the
men who had tied her up and then used her.  That particular film had had
quite an impact on her in the weeks following.  She found she'd thought
about it far more than the other's she had made.  She had mentioned it to
Don, that she would like to do more like that (which pleased him as they
made a lot more money from those type of scenarios), and he had told her he
was already working on it.  She wondered, looking again at her costume,
whether this next one might be the one.  She hoped it was.  With her heart
and belly fluttering, she blew a kiss to herself in the mirror and left the
dressing room.

   She followed the passageway back to the main studio.  She gaped when she
pushed open the door.  The studio had been completely changed from when she
had first arrived.  It must have been set up while she was making the
'doctor' movie with Ray and Carol.  There were soft, filmy lengths of
material hung from the walls, falling in folds and moving gently in the
air-conditioning.  On one side of the room was a large chair, almost like a
throne.  Against another, a slab of wood with hook-like metal pieces and
strips of leather attached to it was resting.  In the centre of the room,
in front of the 'throne', was a raised platform covered in a smooth, shiny
coated black padding.  The floor was covered by a patterned carpet. 
Spotlights highlighted particular areas of the room.  The whole effect was
rather like inside a desert tent, Julie thought, her eyes wandering around
the studio.  On the far side, she saw the men watching a television
monitor. Two of them, the two black ones, were almost naked, their dark
bodies shining as though covered in oil.  They were wearing only a strip of
cloth hanging in front of their genitals from a thong around their waists,
Julie's heart thudded as she saw their powerful, muscular bodies
glistening. She knew from past experiences that they would both have long,
thick black penises and her pussy tingled in anticipation.  The two other
men were white.  One of them was dressed in a safari suit and the other,
Samantha's father, Jonah, was dressed similarly to Julie, filmy pantaloons
and a short vest-like top that didn't cover his chest.  The pantaloons were
transparent and hung low on his hips and Julie could see his rounded
buttocks through the thin material.  His body was as powerful as the other
men.  Julie hoped his penis was as powerful, too.  The four men had their
backs to her, facing the monitor, and the young girl walked over to see
what was keeping their attention.

   Looking around them, she saw there were two monitors.  One of them
showed the room in which she had made the doctor movie only a short while
ago.  She realised that the men had probably watched the movie being made
on this monitor, watching her and Carol and Ray performing for Don's
camera. That knowledge excited her, knowing the men had looked at her nude
and intimately as the 'doctor' and Carol had explored her young body.  They
were all looking at the second monitor and Julie stared at it.  On the
screen, someone was taking a mouthful of sperm, the thick, white cream
spilling out of a tiny mouth from the bulbous knob of a bright red glans
that filled the screen.  The camera drew back, the screen showing the face
of the little girl, Samantha; and more of the man coming into her mouth. 
It was Jonah, her father!  The man's penis was every bit as large as Julie
had hoped it might be, and her tummy trembled in hope that she might get to
have it, seeing he was dressed the same as her and was obviously going to
be in her next movie.  She also realised she was watching a replay of the
movie he had made with his daughter, probably while she was making her own
movie in Studio 2.  She recognised the room they were in was Studio 3,
where she had made her third movie.

   As the camera moved back further, Julie saw that Sam was sitting on one
of the negroes, his long, thick cock able to penetrate only the glans and
top of the shaft into the little girl.  The camera zoomed in where they
joined, clearly showing Sam's vagina stretched to the extreme by the shaft
entering her.  As they watched, white cream began to show on the black
shaft as it moved in and out of Samantha and they could see that the negro
had come inside her.  Then another man came into view.  Samantha was
holding his penis in her small hand and, as her father pulled himself back
from the little girl's mouth, the other man pressed forward, his penis
forcing through her cum-smeared lips and into her mouth.  They could see
her gag, her eyes filling with tears, then more of the thick white sperm
began dribbling out of her mouth as the third man came inside her.

   "Man!  She takes a lot!" one of the watcher's breathed.  "For such a
little kid, she can sure take dick!"

   "You've trained her well, Jonah," the other man agreed.  "Trapper's got
the biggest dick I've ever seen and look, she's taken nearly a third of it
up her pussy!  Does she like butt fucking?" he asked the little girl's
father.

   "She likes everything," Jonah replied, a touch of pride in his voice. 
"I've been preparing her ever since she was born, her mum and me.  Her
mother was a little reluctant to start, but after the first few times of
involving Sam in our bed activities, she found she liked it and there's
been no problem since.  We wanted a kid who had no inhibitions and, with
Sam, we've got one.  We're now working on her little brother Benji.  He'll
be even better, I think."

   "I hope I get to work with him," one of the black men said.  "If he's
half as good as Sammy, he'll be terrific.  I mean, the things Sam did with
you and the others.  Man!  I wouldn't believe it if I hadn't seen it."
While he was speaking, the screen faded and went grey.  The men all leaned
back, a couple lighting cigarettes.

   "He'll be great," Jonah responded.  "It won't be too long before I'll
bring him along.  Don wants to do a couple of movies with him with women
first, though, I think."

   "I'd better have a talk with Don then, I guess," the man said.  "I'd
like a crack at a new boy.  Hope you don't mind?" he added to Jonah.

   "No, man.  Go for it.  He's got a nice tight butt."

   Julie was surprised.  The men were so matter-of-fact about Samantha and
her brother.  Their father was preparing them for stardom in these movies
...  just like her.  The realisation that she was no different to those
children - and that the men probably spoke about her in an off-hand way as
well - was a rather rude shock.  She then thought that it didn't really
matter.  She liked what she was doing.  She was earning a lot of money and
living a lifestyle she would never have had with her mother.  She had a
boyfriend (and a lot of men friends and lovers!) and she liked what she
did. She hoped Samantha and her brother would too.

   "Hey!  Here's our sexy little patient!  Can't wait to examine that
little pussy of your's!"

   Julie turned towards the man who had spoken.  It was one of the black
men.  As he spoke, he fondled himself beneath the lap-lap.

   "You did well, Julie," Jonah said, turning towards her, a smile on his
face.  His eyes went up and down her body.  "Mmmmm...you look very sexy in
that outfit.  I guess you realise I'm in your next movie," he said, looking
down at his own costume.

   Julie's eyes couldn't help but appraise her new co-star.  The vest he
wore didn't even cover his nipples, nor any part of his muscled chest.  It
was really just a skimpy Arabian Nights type of top that his arms went
through but did not serve any useful purpose.  Her eyes travelled down his
smooth, tanned body, over his washboard belly, his navel flat and barely
visible.  He had no hair on his belly at all, his skin looked smooth and
satiny.  Then her eyes went lower, to the waist band of his filmy
pantaloons.  Short, dark pubic hair peeked above the waist band and she
could see a small patch of it through the flimsy material.  The
'waist-band' was as low as her's, running in an arc from low on his hips to
the base of his belly, coming just above Jonah's pubic mound; and Julie
stared at the size and shape of the man's semi-erect penis where it curved
out under the material, clearly visible through the semi-transparent cloth,
making the soft cloth tent out.

   "I'm to be a rather cruel shiek," Jonah went on, noticing her eyes
looking at his penis, which was almost directly in front of her face.  It
was something he got off on with Sam...the fact she only came up to level
with his cock and he was always 'there' for her at home and loved nothing
better than to wander around naked, brushing himself against her whenever
he could.  Sam loved it, too, seeing as a special game between them.

   "You like it?" he asked Julie, sliding his hand down onto his thick
curving member.  Julie swallowed and then nodded, her groin tingling at the
way the semi-hard penis moved under his touch.

   "Hey, little girlie.  There's two more of them you gonna get," one of
the black men said, standing up as the screen went blank.  His lap-lap
jutted out, the rectangular piece of cloth just covering the stiffness of
his penis beneath it.  His large testes were exposed to her, though, and
Julie couldn't help but gasp as she saw the size of the sack dangling from
beneath him.  It looked shiny, smooth and black.

   The other man turned towards her and he was also aroused, his lap-lap
sticking out in front like his partner but still hiding his testicles.

   "We are all in your next movie," he said grinning.  "Reckon you'll be
able to handle us?"

   "From what we saw just then, and from what Don says, this sweetheart can
handle more than we can offer," the other man said, his eyes warmly
caressing over Julie's body.  "My name's 'Long John'," he added.  "My
professional name, that is." He laughed, his face quite open and friendly,
his teeth startlingly white against his dark lips.  "This is Malcolm," he
continued, introducing the other dark man.  "And Jonah you've met."

   "Hi," Julie said to them all, again, finding it so strange to be making
small talk with grown-up men who were soon going to be fucking her and
doing all sorts of sex things to her for the camera.  She wondered if she
would ever get used to it.  She sort of hoped not - as this situation she
found quite sexually exciting; and, from the look of the men, they also
found it exciting.

   Don suddenly entered through the far doorway with two other men.  They
were both carrying cameras and were normally dressed so Julie didn't think
they were going to be in her movie.  Behind them came Sam.  The little
girl's face was still flushed from her exertions with the other men who
weren't around.  She smiled when she saw her father and ran to him, jumping
up and hugging him.

   "Did I do good, daddy?" she asked, leaning back in his arms.

   "You sure did, pumpkin.  You were great!  I'm really proud of you.  And
mummy and Benji will be proud, too." He squeezed the little girl to him. 
She was still naked, her body damp from her recent shower and she had her
legs wrapped around her father's waist and Julie caught a glimpse of her
reddened, puffy sex between her legs.  It was obvious it had been recently
used.  But the little girl showed no sign of discomfort or embarrassment.
In fact, she was much bubblier than Julie remembered she had been at her
first session and it was hard to realise that this Sam's first 'public'
sexual experience.  Her father was right...he had taught his daughter very
well.

   "Okay, everyone.  We're ready to go.  This is Phil and David," Don said
as he approached.  "We're going to use three cameras for this film, getting
shots of all that's going on from different angles." He turned towards the
men who would be in the film.  "You guys have been briefed.  You know what
the storyline is." The three of them nodded and grinned in anticipation. 
The director turned to Julie.  "Sweetheart, you know just to do as you're
told and play it by how you feel." He touched her shoulder lovingly.  "I
know you'll be as fantastic as ever." He then spoke to Sam, who had been
put down from her father and was looking at Don.  "Sammy, you just do what
daddy, John and Malcolm tell you.  They're going to do things to you like
the men did in your other movie, but also some different things.  Some of
them you might not like, but that's okay if you just show you don't like
it. Okay?" By the way he spoke and the looks he gave Sam's father, Julie
knew the little girl was going to be involved in more bizarre types of
things than she realised.  The very thought of it caused Julie's tummy to
roll over in excited anticipation.  Don had obviously got another request
for a 'specialty' movie - the sort Julie had found she enjoyed and had
asked him about.

   "Right.  We'll start with you on the throne there, Jonah and Julie
standing beside you," Don said, getting everyone into position.  "You can
be feeling her up.  John and Malcolm will bring you in, Sammy.  You've been
a naughty girl and they're bringing you to their boss.  Your daddy is a
shiek, a prince of his people and has lots of girls in his harem that he
uses for fun.  You and Julie are two of those girls and your daddy owns
you. He can do anything he likes to you and you can't refuse.  If you're
naughty, he can punish you anyway he wants to.  Understand?" The little
girl nodded, her eyes wide and so innocent looking.

   Her small, nude body was delightfully formed, Julie noticed, the cleft
in her plump pubic area deep and pronounced, unlike her own which was
almost hidden when she was standing.  And Sammy was plumper in the chest
area than she was, the younger girl showing more swelling around her
nipples than Julie.  She almost had small breasts.  Her belly was more
rounded, too, making her sunken navel stand out.  All in all, Julie
thought, Samantha was a really cute little girl.  She saw the youngster
looking at her and she smiled.

   "Okay, people.  Let's get into it." Don clapped his hands and everyone
took their positions, John and Malcolm taking Sam with them behind the
curtain, while Jonah and Julie stepped up onto the raised platform.  The
two cameramen went to each side of the studio and Don took charge of the
filming from the centre of the area.  Jonah sat on the large throne and
took Julie's wrist, bringing her to stand beside him.  He began touching
her nipples through the thin material as Don called "Action!"; and her next
movie got under way.



   *********************

   Jonah tugged on her nipples, squeezing and pinching them into stiffness.
He undid the button on her vest and exposed the stiff nubs for the camera.
Julie could see the front of his pantaloons tented and saw the pink of his
glans where it was leaking against the thin material, making the material
transparent.  She acted naive and innocent, not resisting the 'shiek' as he
fondled her, letting him do as he wanted, but not responding - just
standing beside him.  Jonah removed her top and let it fall to the floor,
his large hand caressing over her bare chest and belly in slow circles,
getting lower and lower each time he went down her belly until his fingers
were sliding over her bare mound, slipping just beneath the waist-band of
her pants before travelling up again.

   He put his arm around her and drew her closer, his hand resting on her
almost bared buttock.  He pressed his other hand over her mound, outside of
her pants, pressing into her moist softness.

   "Hmmmm.  You have a nice hot little pussy," he said, his fingers
pressing her pants material into her slit.  He slid them up and down her
groove and Julie felt herself swelling and lubricating under his touch.  He
felt it, too and he grinned.

   "Ahah!  My new little concubine likes her pussy played with, hey?" He
took her hand and put it into his lap.  "You also like to play with big
dicks?" he asked her, pressing her hand over his large, hard shaft.  "What
about having this stuck up your pussy?  You think you'll like that?"

   Julie knew Jonah was playing his role, and she played her's.  As much as
she would love to have the man's hardness inside her, she acted shy and
pulled her hand away, trying to twist away from her master.  He held her
firmly though, tugging her pantaloons down with his other hand as he
pressed her against him.

   "You must not resist," he said menacingly.  "You are here for my
pleasure.  You understand?" The young girl nodded, an expression of fear on
her face.  Out of the corner of her eye she caught Don giving them both the
thumbs up as he came in to focus more closely on them.  Julie felt her thin
panties drop past her thighs and float to the floor, leaving her standing
nude.  He pushed her hand through the slit in the side of his pantaloons
and Julie was suddenly holding on to the hot, thick hardness of his bare
shaft.  "Rub me!" he growled.  "Rub your hand up and down my cock!" As he
spoke, his large hand covered her pubes, his fingers curling in underneath
her and fiddling with her moistness.  "Ahhh!  Your pussy is already eager
for me!" he said.  "So hot and wet!  And what's this?" he asked as he found
her clitoris and began squeezing it between his fingers.  Julie couldn't
help but move to crouch over as exotic tingles coursed up through her
belly.

   "Ooooh!" she gasped, jerking back, her hand coming off his penis.

   Smack!!!

   Julie gasped as Jonah suddenly smacked her hard across her bare
buttocks. It stung and she wondered what on earth she had done!  Tears
sprang into her eyes and she stared at him in surprised hurt.

   "I did not tell you to let go of my cock!" he said angrily.  "Did I not
say you were here to please me?  Hey?" He squeezed her clitoris hard, the
feeling not unpleasant.

   Julie realised he was still just acting his role, but that he was
serious about her doing as he said or she'd cop it.  She swallowed and
nodded, wanting to rub where he had smacked her but not game enough.  She
let him put her hand on him again.  He eased up and slid his pantaloons
down and pressed her hand in against his testes as well as the base of his
shaft.  In spite of her hurt, Julie stared at him.  His penis, now she
could see it, was as big as any she had seen and it curved in an upwards
arc from his shaved groin.  He had a patch of dark pubic hair in a V that
ended at the base of his penis, leaving his testicles and between his legs
smooth and hairless.  He pushed her hand around, making the spongy testes
roll around beneath it and she fondled them as he wanted.  He leaned back
in his chair with a smile, his legs opening wider.

   "Suck my cock," he said, his fingers going in between her thighs again,
probing now at her opening.

   Julie leaned forward towards the red, flared and glistening crown of
Jonah's penis.  She could see that it was wet at its tip and her heart
pounded as she brought her mouth closer, already anticipating the silky
salty taste she had grown to love.  As her mouth opened over his swollen
knob, his fingers entered her vagina, pressing upwards into her.  She
shivered in pleasure as he began roughly frigging her and she brought her
mouth down over his crown and began sucking his pre-cum out of his slit. 
Her mouth was filled with his flesh and he grunted and thrust upwards,
forcing her throat to open as she sucked on him, her hands rolling his
slippery testicles in their soft pouch.  She could feel herself starting to
head towards climax and judged that Jonah was near as well from the
hardness of his shaft and the increasing tempo of his thrusts.

   A sudden commotion caused Jonah to remove his wet fingers from between
her legs and sit up, Julie's mouth sliding from his knob with a loud
'SLURP' and 'POP'.  She stood up in confusion as the two black men came
into the 'tent' pulling a struggling naked Samantha between them.

   "What's this!" demanded Jonah angrily.  "Why are you interrupting me? 
I'll have you whipped for this!" Julie thought he was really angry and had
to remind herself this was just a movie.  She wiped her hand over her
mouth, which was wet and sticky from Jonah's penis.  She was suddenly
smacked on the buttock again and stumbled forward off the platform.  John
grabbed her by the arm as she staggered into him, surprise and hurt on her
face.  Jonah glared at her.  "You do not like the taste of my cock?" he
growled at her.  "I saw you wipe me from your mouth.  You do not!!" He
looked at his two guards.  "What has she done?" he asked, pointing at Sam.

   John bowed his head.  "She has disgraced herself, Highness," he replied
subserviently.

   "Disgraced herself?  In what way?"

   "She wet her sleeping mattress, Highness," Malcolm said, dragging
Samantha in front of her father.  The little girl looked up at him, her
blue eyes wide, an expression of fear on her face.  Julie thought she acted
superbly for such a little, inexperienced girl.  Then she thought that
maybe she really was scared.  She remembered that she was the first few
times, wondering what was going to happen to her.

   "You mean she pissed on her sleeping mat?" Jonah asked as though
astonished anyone would dare do this.  The guard nodded and Samantha looked
guiltily up at her father.  "She must like piss," he mused.  "You like
piss?" he asked the little girl.  She didn't answer, but hung her head. 
Her father looked her up and down, then his eyes swept over Julie.  He
rubbed his chin thoughtfully, leaning back in his throne, legs spread and
still fully aroused.  "Two little ones who need to be taught how to behave
in my harem.  Hmmmm.  What punishment?" He seemed to think while the group
stood silently before him.  After a moment, his face lit up.  "Aha!  I have
the perfect penalty for a girl who needs to learn obedience and one who
needs to learn a lesson." He looked at John and Malcolm.  "Take the little
one's legs and turn her upside down," he ordered.

   The two men immediately took one of Sam's ankle each and the little girl
gave a squeal of surprise as they suddenly had her hanging upside down
between them, her head almost touching the floor, her legs pulled apart
exposing the crimson inner flesh within her slit to everyone.  Julie saw
that Samantha had two pronounced ovals of fleshy labia surrounding her
vagina, framing the passage into her.  At the join at the top of her lips,
her hooded clitoris was large, like a solid tube of flesh running from
beneath her mons veneris, its shiny red tip poking out from under the hood.

   "You," Jonah said, pointing at Julie.  "Step over your little friend. 
Straddle her." Julie looked at him, trying to understand what he meant. 
"Help her," he told the 'guard'.

   John pulled her around and she stepped over Sam, between her wide-spread
legs as he forced her to keep moving at the little girl and she would have
hit her if she hadn't stepped over.  John stopped her just as she was
straddled over Sam, a leg each side of the youngster, their sexes almost
touching.  From her position, Julie had an idea of what Jonah intended.

   "Put your pussy on your friend's," the man ordered.  "Pull them open,"
he instructed his guards.  The two black men pressed their fingers around
each girl's pubes, pulling them open.  John pulled downwards on Julie's
labia, making her drop lower until she was pressed against Sam's sex.  Her
moist centre tingled as the heat and moistness of the little girl began to
pentrate her silken inner flesh.  John fiddled with her clitoris as he kept
her against the inverted girl between her legs and Julie felt tremors of
desire rush through her.

   "Piss!" Jonah demanded to Julie.  "We'll teach your little friend to pee
her sleeping mattress.  Piss in her." Julie actually found the thought
exciting and tried to force herself to comply, but nothing happened.  The
three men (and Don's camera) were all fixed at where the two girls joined,
waiting to see Julie pee, but she couldn't.  She looked up at Jonah in
despair.  "I don't see anything," he said.  "Lift her up a little until she
begins.  Come on.  We are waiting."

   Julie concentrated on her bladder, forcing herself to start.  Then she
felt the movement inside her and relaxed, her urine starting to trickle
from her urethra, dribbling onto Sam's opened sex.  Both John and Malcolm
pulled Sam wider as Julie's urine began to flow faster and she saw it
entering into the little girl's vagina, the excess splashing and trickling
down over her.  Sam was looking upwards, a little smile on her face as her
body was wet, the hot urine tickling as it ran down her body and dripped
from the back of her neck.  It was hotter where it went inside her and she
could feel the liquid deep in her body.  Her daddy often did wee's in her
after he had come when they fucked and she liked the feel of the hot liquid
going into her depths and then trickling out when she was full.  This was
very different, though, having a girl wee on her - there wasn't the forcing
inside her that there was from her daddy's penis.  This was a more gentle
filling, and more wee ran over her, but it was also more exciting on her
outside because her button got the full force of Julie's wee.

   Julie watched herself peeing, John and Malcolm pulling Sam as wide as
they could and she could see her urine bubbling inside the little girl's
vagina, filling up then spilling down her body both front and back. 
Finally, she stopped and raised herself up a little.  Sam's sex was filled
with urine.  Julie looked up at Jonah for her next direction.  The man was
holding himself, his penis stiff and sticking up red and swollen from his
fist.  She could also see that both black men had erections, their lap-laps
sticking out in front of them.

   Jonah looked at her for a long moment, a teasing smile on his face,
before he spoke.  "Good," he finally said.  "That's part of the punishment.
Now, sit on the floor."

   Julie stepped from between Samantha's legs, her thighs wet from her
dribbling.  She looked at Jonah and he waved an imperious finger at a spot
next to Sam indicating she was to sit there.  The floor was wet with her
urine, but she sat where he had pointed, wondering what was next.

   "Turn the little one over and let her friend enjoy her own piss," Jonah
said to his 'guards'.  They had already begun to invert Sam and Julie
realised they already knew the script for the movie.  Only she and Sam had
no idea of what was to happen.  But Julie knew what was coming now and she
leaned back on her arms, her head tilted back as the men brought Sam over
her.  No sooner was she tipped upright, the urine began pouring from her
vagina.  She was positioned directly over Julie's open mouth and she drank
the discharge.  She could hear the men making comment and see them watching
her in amazement as she so willingly swallowed her own pee.  They didn't
know that she often enjoyed waterplay with Don and Pete - ever since her
first wetsex movie on her first shoot.  She liked the acidity and tartness
of her own urine, less pungent than Don's and Pete's.  This time, she could
taste the musky tang she knew was Sam's pussy taste; and she could also
feel threads of a slimy thicker essence which she knew was the sperm left
over in Sam's pussy from the men who had recently performed with her in her
previous movie.  As she felt it going down her throat, she fleetingly
wondered who it was she was tasting.

   Sam finally emptied herself into Julie's mouth and the flow stopped. 
Julie swallowed the last drips and then lifted her head and licked around
Samantha's spread sex, the men holding her in a squat position above Julie.
They both grinned and looked at each other and Jonah when they saw her
taking the initiative.  Her tongue slipped into Sam's vagina and she did
what Carol had done to her earlier.  It was the first time she had tried
cunnilingus and her mouth pressed over the little girl as she began to
discover the pleasure in this act.

   "Enough!" cried Jonah, standing up, his naked body muscly, tanned and
commandingly erect.  The men lifted Sam up and away from Julie, putting the
young girl to her feet.  Julie was left stranded on the floor before the
'shiek'.  At a nod from Jonah, John took hold of her arm.  "I did not tell
you to start licking pussy!" he said, his stiff penis sticking up
mesmerisingly in front of him, his large testes dangling beneath.  "Take
them to the wall," he told his men.

   The two girls were taken roughly to the side of the studio which had the
slab of wood with the hooks and straps attached.  Julie felt a surge of
nervous sexual anticipation as she was manhandled by the strong dark man
against the board.  Pressing his near naked body against her's to press her
against the slab, John grabbed her arm and forced it up to the strap and,
before she could react, he had her fastened by the wrist.  Julie was not
really aware of what he was doing, though, as, by pressing against her, she
could feel the solid length of his penis being pressed against her, running
from her belly right up to her throat.  The man was huge!  His lap-lap had
slipped and she could feel his hot flesh moist against her and she was
almost overcome with the slick feel of him.  As he attached her other wrist
to the other strap, he moved himself against her, his rod rolling over her
stiff nipple.  Her face was pressed into his smooth, muscly chest and her
nostrils filled with his masculine scent.  Then, to her disappointment, he
stepped back from her, his strong warmth leaving her body tingling, bending
down and fastening each ankle to a strap near the base of the slab.  Julie
was spread-eagled, immobile.  She saw that Sam was strapped beside her the
same way.

   The two men removed their brief costumes which no longer hid their
sexual organs as they were both now fully aroused and Jonah sat back down
on his throne and watched them, the two black men standing naked before the
two girls.  The gaze of the youngsters was drawn to their huge penises
sticking upwards from the men's groins.  The men were absolutely huge! 
Julie knew that Jonah was above average in size; and John and Malcolm were
even bigger, their penises as long and as thick as her fore-arm.  And they
were so black they were almost blue, shining like satin with a deep
plum-coloured glans like a beacon at the top of their shafts.  Malcolm's
was half-covered by his foreskin, but John's was fully exposed, flared and
moist looking.

   "You can use the one in front of you," Jonah said to them.  "Try not to
hurt them too much." He grinned at the girls lecherously.  "Then I will
take my pleasure."

   The two black men stood for a moment, their eyes greedily exploring the
bodies of the young girls spread-eagled for their pleasure.  The girls, in
turn, stared helplessly at the men's rampant organs, giant testicles
dangling ponderously beneath them both, knowing the monstrous cocks were
going to be filling some part of their anatomy before long.  But the men
had other things to do first.

   John dragged a box from between the girls that Julie hadn't noticed
before.  She stared at it as he raised the lid.  Her tummy flipped when she
saw some of what was inside.  She could see pegs and clamps, a couple of
vibrators and rubber cocks, leather thonging, wires and several things she
had no idea what they were; and she knew they were to be used on her and
Sam.  He took out two vibrators, giving one to Malcolm.  They both began
teasing the girls with them, John running it up the inside of the Julie's
legs, stopping just short of her sex.  He skirted around it, the vibrating
plastic knob teasing around her pubic mound, up over her belly, stopping in
her navel, then on up to her nipples, which had hardened at the sense of
the machine approaching them.  John teased her nipples, first one, then the
other, running the smooth, shivering vibrator over Julie's pale nubs,
causing her skin to crinkle.  He nipped the other with his teeth, taking
alternate nipples in his mouth and biting the very tip making Julie cry out
in pain and excitement.  Then, while he was sucking on her right breast, he
dragged the vibrator down from her left nipple and brought it up between
her legs.  He only played it around her slit for a moment before thrusting
it up inside her, the hard, vibrating plastic making Julie gasp, writhing
her hips in a vain attempt to stop the intrusion.  She was aware the
camermen were focussing in on both her and Sam while Don was filming from
the centre of the studio.

   John pushed the vibrator up inside Julie, then withdrew it and put it to
her mouth, forcing the now slick object through her lips and almost making
her gag as it pressed to the back of her throat.  A taste now so familiar
to her filled her mouth - the taste of her own pussy juices.  It was more
pure than she had tasted it before.  Usually there was the taste of Pete or
Don or one of the other men who had been screwing her as she sucked on
their penises after they'd been inside her mixed with her taste.  This was
just her, though, without the taste of anything else.  She sucked on the
still vibrating rod as John moved it in and out of her lips.  She could
hear Sam gasping and crying out and knew Malcolm was doing similar things
to the little girl that were being done to her.

   She felt fingers at her sex and, glancing down past the vibrator and
John's thick penis, she saw Malcolm kneeling at her feet.  He had what
looked to be some small metal bull-dog clips attached to wires in his hand.
He was parting her labia with his other hand, stroking along her slit to
ease them outwards from her inner flesh, taking one between his fingers as
it protruded.  She looked down to see what he was doing and John moved the
vibrator out from her mouth and bent to the box again.  Julie saw Malcolm
bringing one of the clips towards the fleshy labia he had stretched
outwards and she tensed as she realised what he was going to do.  He
clasped it on her fleshy lip, but it didn't hurt like Julie had expected.
The clip was smooth and cold and clamped her with pressure she could feel
but was not too strong.  Then he did the same with her other lip, pulling
it out and clipping the cold metal to it.  Julie wondered what they were
for.  In her other movie like this, the pegs had gripped her so hard they
had caused pain - these titillated her rather than hurt - or maybe she was
just a bit more hardened down there after the use her pussy had been
getting.

   Julie heard Sam whimper and glanced across at the youngster.  John was
doing to her what Malcolm was doing, clamping the little girl's sex in the
clips with the wires.  Malcolm had taken a gadget out of the box and placed
it on the floor beside him that Julie had no idea about, something she'd
never seen before; and the wires ran from the clips being attached to them
to that cylindrical piece of equipment.  There were several other wires
attached to it that had metal rings at the ends rather than clips.  A warm
tingle rushed through Julie from between her legs up into her tummy,
drawing her attention back to Malcolm and making her legs tremble.  The man
had taken hold of her clitoris and was attaching another clip to this
sensitive bud.  A little flicker of nervousness touched her.  She knew the
clips were being attached for a reason...and she didn't think it was going
to be all fun for her.  A quivering flutter zig-zagged through Julie as the
man clamped the metal to her clitoris, the pressure creating a mass of
tingling in that tiny ridge of flesh.  She heard him grunt with
satisfaction as he slid his finger around each of the clamps, then he
kneeled up higher and looked at her breasts.  Her nipples had stiffened and
were crinkled and jutting out from her chest.  He took the left one between
his fingers and rolled it around, smearing a jelly-like substance around it
and over her pale aureole.  She wondered if it was her own pussy juice.  It
was hard to tell as she could still smell and taste herself from the
vibrator.

   Malcolm then took another of the small metal clips and attached it to
her nipple, the clip taking up a ridge of her fleshy mound as it squeezed
together.  More intense tingles immediately rippled from her nipple
downwards, joining with the sensations from her sex somewhere deep in her
tummy.  Her heart was racing and she was breathing in shallow gasps.  Being
helplessly strapped to the board while the men did as they wanted, with no
way to move or stop them, was incredibly exciting to her and Julie was
almost reaching a climax already.  The muscles in her legs were like jelly
and she would have collapsed if her wrists hadn't been strapped up.  She
watched through lust-hazed eyes as the dark man smeared her other nipple
with the oily substance and attached the last clamp to it.  Then he stood
up and stepped back to admire his handiwork, his penis rigidly erect and
dribbling a white pre-cum from its engorged head.  Julie couldn't keep her
eyes from it, her desire so heightened she wanted it, wanted to touch it,
wanted it in her.

   Malcolm seemed pleased with his handiwork and he looked over at the
other man working on Sam.  "You ready?" he asked him and John nodded. 
Malcolm squatted beside the cylindrical gadget he had taken from the box
and looked towards Jonah, who nodded.  Julie was only vaguely aware of the
signals and actions going on, her attention focussed on Malcolm's balls as
he squatted.  They hung swaying beneath him, almost brushing the floor. 
She had never seen any so big.  He must come a huge amount, she thought,
excited by knowing she would probably soon find out.  She smiled.

   Her body suddenly arched and spasmed and the two girls shrieked as their
most sensitive parts were suddenly hit with a jolt of electricity.  It was
an intense, sharp burst that made them both lose control of their muscles
and their bodies for the instant it hit them.  Neither girl realised what
had happened, their senses sent into shock at the sudden uncontrollable
spasm that shot through them, gone only a moment after it had struck. 
Julie shook her head, wondering what on earth had happened.  Her body
tingled all over, especially her nipples, clit and pussy.  She looked at
each of the men and they were smiling and looking at Malcolm.

   "Get a thrill out of that, did you?" Jonah asked her and Sam.  "We are
trying something new as a punishment today," he went on, not waiting for an
answer from the girls.  "Malcolm and John have rather bizarre tastes, as
you have just felt.  They suggested I might like what they do.  And I do."
As he spoke, Julie saw that both men were putting the metal rings she had
noticed earlier onto their penises, forcing them to the very base of their
long shafts.

   "Both John and Malcolm practice electro-stimulation," Jonah was saying
as he stepped down from the platform, his penis still fully erect and
swaying in front of him as he came over towards them.  "That means they
make themselves come by using electric shocks, like the one you two just
got," he explained when he saw the girls did not know what he was talking
about.  "This is a generator.  It makes electricity when this handle is
turned.  The electricity goes up the wires and into whatever is at the
end." He grinned at them.  "You." He reached down and picked up the small
generator and made to turn the handle.  Both girls jerked in anticipation,
but he did not turn it.  He just laughed sat cross-legged on the floor in
front of them.

   Julie looked at the other two men.  They both had forced a metal ring
around the base of their penises and the tightness of the rings seemed to
swell their organs even more.  She could see their urethral tube swollen
and standing out sharply from the underside of their shafts and the thick
bluish veins that ran in wriggled tracks over their penises also stood out
quite pronounced.  The metal rings seemed to cut into them even tighter as
she looked at them, but the men weren't bothered by this.  She noticed the
attached wires went to the generator and realised what Jonah was talking
about.  The men were going to get an electric shock as well if the 'Shiek'
turned the handle of the torture machine.

   She watched their two tormentors rubbing their engorged penises with
some of the oily stuff they had used on her and Sam.  Their organs gleamed
like thick black rods under the glare of lights.  Malcolm's glans was
bright pink, now fully exposed from beneath its foreskin.  It was widely
flared, like a mushroom's top, while John's was more like a bullet head in
shape and a darker plum colour.  The men approached the girl in front of
them, John going towards Sam and Malcolm up to Julie.  Her breathing
quickened as she saw him pointing his thick, horse-cock towards her and she
knew it would soon be entering her.  She shivered in anticipation, her body
trembling.  She heard Sam cry out and glanced across at her.  The little
girl was looking down, watching John's penis as the man bent his knees and
brought himself up between her wide-spread thighs.  His fingers were
pulling her roughly wider, which had made her cry out and, as Julie
watched, he brought his glans to her and began forcing it into her.  Sam's
body arched as he pushed upwards and she cried out again but could do
nothing to prevent the man from invading her.

   Pressure between her own legs drew Julie's attention back to Malcolm. 
He, too, was pulling her labia wider with his fingers, his knees bent to
bring himself beneath Julie's vaginal opening.  She felt pressure as he
brought his flared glans to her and began to force it inwards, but it
brought her great excitement as it powered its way slowly through her
entrance rather than pain.  There was a sharp twinge as the coronal rim
finally lodged completely within her entry, then the familiar tightness as
a thick penis once more began to fill her vagina, the pressure under her
pubic bone, the fullness in the base of her belly, the rubbing across her
hardened clitoris, the feel of the man against her.  These sensations
brought her to a little climax, a wave of pleasure washing over her and
making her moan.

   Once he was embedded as far as he could go, coming up against Julie's
hard cervix when only half buried, Malcolm kept himself perfectly still
inside her.  He watched his partner slowly forcing himself into the smaller
girl.  He could only get an inch or so of his penis into the tight little
vagina, the bulk of the shaft showing outside of her.  Once he was in as
far as he could get, he, too, stayed still.  Both men looked towards Jonah
and nodded.  He turned the handle sharply.

   Julie and Sam squealed piercingly as their bodies were zapped with an
incredible electric current.  The two men jerked and their penises seemed
to double in size inside the girls.  Julie felt the electic shock the full
length of Malcolm's penis inside her, the buzzing tingles shooting out into
her body.  The clamps on her labia, clitoris and nipples burst with power
and her tender parts stiffened uncontrollably as the current zinged through
them.  It was a short, sharp burst...almost instantly gone, leaving them
all with quivering muscles and a feeling of weakness.  Julie could feel
Malcolm's penis twitching inside her, swelling and throbbing in slight
pulses.

   Then Jonah spun the dynamo again.  This time, the shock was harder,
longer and stronger and all four of them gasped as their sexual organs
stiffened and swelled with the surging current.  Julie was almost
overwhelmed, the electricity causing a jarring jolt as it hit but then
giving way to surges of sexual pleasure like nothing she had felt before.
It was like having instant climaxes that lasted only a second or so,
leaving her body feeling weak and quivery like it did after orgasm. 
Malcolm's penis filling her, gave off its own electric charge as the power
surged into the turgid rod.  She was aware of the man's deep breathing, his
large body covered in sweat, glistening and muscly before her.  The sight
of him impaling her increased the whole sensation for her.  To her
surprise, she was enjoying her position of helplessness and the
pleasureable torture that was being inflicted.

   The next jolt of electricity was even longer and more intense than
previously.  This time, both John and Malcolm cried out and Julie felt the
penis buried in her, seemingly grown to gigantic proportions to become a
hot solid plug inside her, began jerking and spasming.  Then she felt a
familiar wash deep inside her and knew the man was squirting his seed into
her.  He hadn't moved.  He had just been standing still in front of her...
no moving himself backwards and forwards in her pussy.  The electricity had
brought him to climax.  And it was an intense one at that - burst after
burst of hot semen spurting into her womb.  And as he came, Jonah cranked
the handle of the generator again and Julie felt herself losing control
again, but this time, in the throes of her own climax.  Malcolm's penis was
still pulsing and spurting semen into her and she felt her sex clenching
and tightening around his hardness.  Tingles from the electrical charge
rippled through her, mixing with her orgasmic pulses and creating an
intensely deep orgasm that made her lose all awareness of everything except
her own pleasure zones.

   It seemed to take ages before Julie finally regained some semblance of
awareness.  She was hanging limply from her straps, her body exhausted by
the intense spasms that had rocked her.  Malcolm had withdrawn and she
could feel a tickling down the insides of her thighs and knew his sperm was
leaking from her swollen hole.  He was taking the last of the clips from
her, his fingers barely felt as he removed the one from her clitoris.  She
hadn't felt him take off the others.  His penis was softening, drooping
from his groin like a small trunk.  The tight metal ring still indented the
thick organ but, as she watched, the man slid it easily from his softening
member and dropped it back into the box.  A thread of sperm leaked out of
him, dangling from the end of his penis.  It dripped on to the floor.

   Julie looked over at Sam.  The little girl was hanging limply from her
bonds, her tiny body sagging as though she was unconscious.  Concern for
the girl brought her back to total awareness; but, before she could ask
about her, Sam lifted her head and smiled at John and her father, although
her look was still dazed.  Julie looked at Jonah as he studied his daughter
with asatisfied smile on his face.  He was still rampant, his penis
glistening with pre-cum and as stiff as it was earlier.  He caught her
looking at it and smirked.

   "You not had enough?" he asked, turning towards her.  The cameramen kept
on filming and Julie realised they weren't finished just yet.  "You want
some of this, huh?" he said, touching his penis.  "You want this up your
little pussy?  Both of you?" Neither girl responded, mainly through
exhaustion.  They both just looked at him.

   He came closer to Julie and looked between her legs.  "Look at the jizz
dripping out," he said to Malcolm.  "You'll have to wash that out before I
can fuck her," he commanded imperiously.  Then he looked at Sam's sex. 
"Her, too," he said to John.  "How can I fuck them with your stuff still in
their pussies?  Wash them out."

   Without hesitation, the two men came back to the girl they had used,
their penises in hand, now soft but still huge.  Julie straight away
realised what was going to happen.  Her heart beat faster in response to
her excitement.  She watched Malcolm's penis as he brought it back to the
space between her legs.  He pushed the soft glans up between her labia and
back inside her, holding himself in her with his fingers.  Julie felt a
sudden hot flush go through her, up into her belly.  It was as she had
guessed.  She and Sam were to be washed out with the men's piss.  She felt
herself filling up as Malcolm emptied himself inside her, the hot urine
rushing out from her as she could take no more.  It was hot down the
insides of her legs as it ran down - cold against her skin and feet as it
splashed back from the floor.  Julie's vision was filled with the shiny
body of the naked man and she wanted to touch that body, to run her fingers
around his testes and over his penis, belly and chest.  She wanted to suck
and bite his nipples and lick the sweat that ran down his legs.  But she
was unable to.  She loved doing those things to Pete and Don and to her
lovers, but she was helpless, her bonds fast, and she could not respond in
any way.  The frustration seemed only to heighten her pleasure as Malcolm
washed her insides with his fluid.  He tweaked her nipples with his free
hand and bent down to nuzzle into her neck.  It brought julie to another
climax and she moaned as the waves of pleasure washed through her again. 
He must have felt it through his penis when her vagina contracted around
him and she felt him smiling into her neck and he squeezed her nipple
tightly.

   His flow slowly eased, allowing the pressure inside her to diminish as
his urine trickled out of her.  He allowed his soft penis to slip from her
and stepped back.  The floor was wet.  Malcolm squeezed himself and turned
to Jonah.

   "You want me to release her?"

   "Yes," Jonah replied.  "And the other.  Lay them down on the platform."

   John and Malcolm unstrapped the girls and carried them over to the
platform.  The girls were placed on their backs, side by side, the three
men towering above them looking at their bedraggled bodies.

   "Are you both going to be good little girls now?" Jonah asked them. 
"Are you going to do what you are told?" Julie and Sam nodded obediently.
"Good!" Jonah responded, sitting on the edge of the platform, his penis
still fully erect.  "You can now lick each other's pussy," he said.  "Clean
off the piss before I fuck you both." He reached out and stroked up each
girl's leg.

   Sam turned herself around and rolled over Julie, her lithe little body
spreading itself over the older girl's, her legs parting over Julie's face,
her sex over her mouth.  Julie opened her legs when she felt Sam's hot
breath on her bare pubes, which were cold from the drying pee.  The feel of
Sam's tongue slipping down between her labia brought a sigh from Julie. 
The little girl was so gentle yet knowing exactly where to go and what to
do.  As Julie opened her own mouth over the little girl's sex, she thought
that Sam had obviously done this before - probably with her own mother. 
Julie wondered if she would ever do it with her own mother!  Then her
thoughts dissipated as she tasted Sam's taste again,this time with the
strong acid taste of urine and semen mixed with it.  Sam's tongue was
teasing her clitoris and licking around her swollen genitals and Julie felt
herself starting to become aroused again.  From the movement of the little
girl on her, she knew she was also enjoying their activity.

   "Okay.  That's enough," Jonah said.  "Its my turn."

   Disappointedly, the girls rolled apart.

   "You.  Lie down on top of your friend," he said, talking to Sam.  "And
you," looking at Julie, "Lie here on your back with your legs over the edge
of the platform.  That's it, open your legs, knees bent.  You lie on your
back with your backside on her belly.  That's it, put your legs each side
of your friend." Jonah arranged the girls as he spoke, maneuvering them so
that Sam lay on her back on Julie, their pussies directly above each
other's, their legs off the edge of the platform and wide apart.  He
fingered their vaginas as he knelt between their legs.

   "Have you ever seen anything as nice?" he asked the two men who were
watching him.  Julie saw that the three cameras were all now surrounding
them getting pictures from all angles.

   Jonah leaned forward between their legs and kissed both girl's nether
lips, his tongue sliding into their moist centres.  He nipped their
stiffened clits before he drew back.  "So sweet and clean," he said.  "So
ready for me." He knelt up between their legs, his penis red and swollen,
pointed straight at them.  He pushed his hips forwards and Julie grunted as
the hot hardness slid into her.  Jonah pistoned himself inside her a couple
of times, pressing in further with each forward thrust.  Then he withdrew
and Julie felt Sam jerk on top of her and knew her father was doing the
same to her.  His balls bounced against her pubes as he moved in and out of
his daughter and Sam's buttocks rolled across Julie's pubic mound each time
her father thrust forward.  Then he was back inside her, his penis seeming
to be even harder and hotter, slick with their juices and his leaking
pre-cum.  He slid the length of her vagina, up to her cervix, then back
until his glans was almost out of her, then back in as deep as before. 
Over and over he repeated his ritual.  First in Julie, then in Sam, then in
Julie, then back in Sam.  Julie's pussy felt like it was on fire, her
clitoris a fuse that would soon make her explode.

   She had lost count of the number of times Jonah had been in, then out of
her - it seemed to be hundreds.  Once more he slid into her, but this time
he held still, his penis pulsing and swelling with a life of its own.  Then
Jonah jerked forward giving a loud grunt and Julie felt him spurt his semen
into her, the creamy fluid a cool wash over her over-heated cervix.  His
orgasm triggered her own, but, just as he body began shuddering in
pleasure, he pulled out, a spray of semen bursting out and splattering over
both girl's crimson slashes, before he plunged into his daughter and
ejaculated again.  Sam squealed in delight when she felt her father coming,
her body squirming on top of Julie, assisting in keeping her orgasm
continuing until Jonah was, once again, pumping his seed back into her.

   Five or six times, Jonah entered each girl, his semen filling their
tender pussies or spraying over their bare pubes if he wasn't quick enough
going from one to the other.  But at last he finished and Julie felt the
rigidity in his penis starting to relax as he came in her the last time,
his body slowly collapsing onto his daughter and her.  He kept most of his
weight on his hands and knees so he didn't squash them, but he still
pressed downwards and it felt good to both girls.  Their arms went up and
around Jonah, as far as they could.  His body was smooth and shiny with
sweat, his breathing ragged from his exertion.  They all lay quietly
entwined.

   "And....fade.  Great!  That was bloody great!" Don's enthusiastic voice
broke into their serenity, bringing Julie back to the reality of the studio
and the movie.  She always seemed to get so involved it became the reality,
thus surprising her each time Don finished.

   "How was it?  Did you get it all?" the director was asking the other
cameramen as the three untangled themselves and sat up, suddenly weary from
their activities.

   "You're a sexy little girl," Jonah said to Julie as he stood up, drawing
Sam up with him.  His penis was now slack and crinkled with dried and
drying fluids.  "I hope we can do more films like that one.  They are my
favourites." He smiled at her.  "I think you like them, too."

   "I do," Julie said, standing up.

   "What about me, daddy?  Was I good, too?" Sam asked looking up at her
father.

   He lifted her into his arms and squeezed her.  "You were the best,
pumpkin!  You know daddy loves you the best." He smiled over her shoulder
at Julie as he pressed the little girl to him.  "Lets go and shower and get
dressed and go and tell mummy and Benji what you did." They both hurried
off, Sam waving to Julie as they left the studio for the bathroom.

   ********************

   "Well.  You enjoyed that, hey?" Don said with a smile as he came up and
put his arm around her.  "I told you I had another special one for you
today, didn't I?" Julie hugged him and smiled back.  "By the way, Pete
wants to do one of these movies with you," he added.

   "He does?  Fantastic!" Julie said delightedly.  "I didn't think he liked
them."

   "He didn't...until I showed him that one of you.  The first one you did.
But that's next time.  You look done in....in more ways than one," he
laughed.  "Lie down and I'll put some salve on you," he said more
seriously, opening the thin robe she had put on and looking at the swollen
redness between her legs and on her nipples.  "You were terrific today, as
usual."

   All of the others had gone and the studio was quiet.  Don had packed up,
the sets had been dismantled, Julie had had her shower and was resting on a
sofa waiting for Don to finish so they could leave.  She lay back
contentedly as her mentor got the soothing cream and sat beside her.  She
opened her legs and Don leaned forward and kissed her pussy.  "We are
making a fortune from this," he said softly, his breath light across her
bare mound as he spoke.  He traced the tattoo with his tongue, from her
clitoris, around her sex and down between her legs to her anus.  He took a
dollop of the cream and began massaging it gently into her moist slit as he
brought his mouth away from her.  "You are truly exceptional," he told her
lovingly, caressing the cream into her as he gazed at her.  She could see
the love in his eyes and sighed pleasurably under his touch.

   "I've got guys wanting to pay me for the opportunity to work with you,"
he told her smiling.  "One look at one of the videos you've done and
they're begging to have the next starring role with you.  And Pete and I
get it all the time, lucky us." He smiled, his fingers bringing relief to
her swollen and bruised flesh, but also causing her juices to flow and her
buds to stiffen.  He felt her moistness and smiled at her.  "You're the
horniest girl I've ever known," he exclaimed.  "You seem to be ready for
action all the time.  And no complaints."

   "Why should I complain?" she asked him dreamily.  "I love it.  All of
it." She looked at Don.  "Especially with you and Pete, though.  Truly."

   The older man leaned down and kissed her mound, her belly, her breasts,
then her lips.  "Me too," he said as he drew back.  He put the cream away
and stood up.  "Go get dressed while I put my things in the car, then we'll
go get a pizza to take home to Pete.  I reckon he'll be glad to see you. 
He'll be as horny as all hell because I told him what you'd be doing today.
I hope that pussy of your's can take another couple of cocks before its
ready to sleep tonight." He touched her hand to the front of his pants and
she could feel his penis hard beneath it.

   "I'll think about it," Julie laughed and stood up slowly, her body weary
but her spirits high.  She had everything she wanted: a man who looked
after her as someone precious and who loved her, another lover who was more
her own age and as virile as she was sexy, men who thought she was pretty
and wanted to have sex and make movies with her, and a lifestyle that was
something she had never dared dream was possible for herself.  She was, she
reckoned, at last, a real star!!



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