Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. >Poor Little Cassie by Demonhead Copyright(C) 2021 by Demonhead Chapter 23: Wednesday -" Cassie Makes a Movie My alarm clock rang, and I hit the snooze. Then I remembered I promised to meet Jennifer. I sat up and my head was dizzy. I needed to sleep for a week. I stood up and then sat back down until my body recovered from sleep. I grabbed some basic white underwear for Pennington -(TM)s collection. I was a little bit smarter today and threw on a jean skirt. At least I could get my panties off today without getting naked although my sick teachers will get an eyeful of leg today. I stopped and wondered if there ever would be a day again when I didn -(TM)t have to worry about taking my panties off during the day. I sighed and grabbed a t-shirt, slipped on my sandals. I walked to the quad, trying to psych myself into a good mood. I got close and saw Jennifer sitting on the wall, dangling her legs off. She was wearing a blue skirt and a blue halter. It was one of the outfits Cheryl gave us, I wondered if she threw all of her other stuff away. I walked up and noticed her little boobs looked good in the tight halter. The old guys would love that. She looked up at me and smiled. -Good morning, you are very pretty again this morning. - She said. -Well, I don -(TM)t hold a candle to you, that outfit is precious. - I said and she looked down at her shirt. -I was worried my boobs would show, I tried it on with a bra and it looked stupid. - She said. -They look great, just keep your books over your chest if your nipples get a little frisky. - I said and she smiled. -Let -(TM)s hope they don -(TM)t. - She said and I walked up and pinched one of her nipples. She squealed and grabbed my hand. I wiggled the boob a little and let go, her nipple was stiff and poking out of her top. -Cassie, now I look out of balance. - She said and I reached for the other nipple. She put her book over her chest, and I chuckled. -You are in a good mood today, how did the appointment go last night? - She said. -It went great, just a little gathering, all I had to do was wait on them and clean up a little afterwards. - I said and she looked at me with a smirk. -That is all? - She said. -Yep, that is all. - I said and took her hand. We started walking towards class. -You know Cassie, it is not nice to lie to your friend. - She said. -I know but it makes me feel better about myself. - I said. -Ok, I understand. - She said and squeezed me hand as I walked her to her class. I hugged her and kissed her lightly on the lips and sent her into her classroom. I watched her walk in and greet a bunch of her friends. She was giggling and slid into her seat. She smiled at me and waved. I turned and walked to first period, knowing it was stage one in a shitty day. I looked at the clock and noticed I only had two minutes, I started walking briskly. I ran into the room, expecting Thomas to start humiliating me right away. I stopped and looked and there was a female teacher talking to the class. She looked at me and smiled. She was very pretty and very young. -Good morning, Miss Jones. Take your seat please. - She said. I moved to my new seat in the front row. -So, class, as I was saying, my name is Miss Clemens. I will be your teacher now. Mr. Thomas will be on leave for the rest of the year. Today we will start by learning all your names. Let -(TM)s start here, introduce yourself. - She said and pointed to the boy on the first row. She sat on the desk and dangled her legs off the front. She was holding a pad and paper and writing as the boy talked. She had blonde hair, shoulder length. She was average height, a few inches taller than me. Her body was nice, I could see her boobs were impressive even through her loose shirt. Her legs were very nice, she was not wearing hose and they were very tan coming out of her skirt. I took a deep breath and wondered if I would start to enjoy first period a little more. All the students introduced themselves and she took notes and answered questions. She had a nice smile. I started to relax and actually enjoyed the rest of the class. The bell rang and I gathered my stuff. I packed my bag slowly and walked to her desk as the last of the class left the room. -Miss Clemens, can I ask you a question? - I said and she looked up. -Yes, Miss Jones, what is it? - She said, her teeth were very white. -What happened to Mr. Thomas? - I asked. -Miss Jones, you know what happened and I am very sorry about that. Mike told me everything. Are you ok? - She said and I could feel my mouth drop open. -Um, yes, I am fine. Are you talking about what happened in Mr. Thomas -(TM)s office? - I asked. -Of course, he overstepped, and he will not be back. I will not ask you to visit me in my office. If we have any interactions between us, it will be with Mike -(TM)s supervision. - She said and I was even more confused. -You know coach? - I said. -Yes, I was on his first national championship team 7 years ago. I got my scholarship to college and graduated last year. He called me yesterday and offered me this job. - She said. -Ok, well, congratulations, I guess. - I said and she reached over and took my hand. -Coach Mike is a wonderful coach, and you are lucky to have him. I would never have gotten as far as I have without his help. - She said and smiled her perfect smile. -Thanks, I need to get to class. - I said and she let go of my hand. -Ok, I will see you tomorrow. Mike told me a lot about you, if you need anything, you let me know. - She said. I walked out of first period a very confused little girl. I barely made it to second period before the bell rang and Mr. Jennings stared at me as I walked to my desk. I saw his eyes drop as I sat down, hoping for a nice view, I am sure. My knees stayed together; I was not in the mood to give him anything to look at today. He didn -(TM)t pay anyway. This class drug horribly, his eyes were burning holes in me as I sat and worked another one of his stupid worksheets. He was walking around the class, I noticed he hovered over the girls a little more than necessary. He walked next to me and pointed at something on my paper. -This one is not right, but I am sure with all your talent concentrated between your legs you will struggle a little with this material. I am really looking forward to next week, I have already paid. - He said and walked slowly away. The bell rang mercifully, and I got out of there before he could talk to me again. He made me shiver, and I was dreading the next time he was between my legs. I walked to the office, ready to be humiliated by Pennington. He would be in rare form today after last night. I walked into his office and closed the door behind me. -Good morning, Miss Jones, thank you for closing the door. - He said and I pulled my t-shirt over my head and placed it on the back of the chair. I took off my bra and tossed it on his desk. I reached under my skirt and pulled off my panties and tossed them on his desk as well. I realized something and I felt stupid again. I would have to fuck him for every piece of underwear. I really only wanted the white lace set back but I was pretty sure he won -(TM)t give those up first. Why am I wearing anything for two periods only to add to my fuck count? Eventually I will figure out this game. I stood in only my small jean skirt and sandals waiting for his instructions. -I am happy you are getting used to the routine. Only three more days and then I will be fucking you as soon as you walk in. You don -(TM)t have to wait much longer. - He said and laughed. -The anticipation is killing me. - I said. -Me too, but last night was a nice distraction. You looked awful pretty as I pissed on your face. - He said and my sarcasm died. I sat down and looked at him. -Yeah, not such a smartass now, my little piss whore. - He said and I looked at my feet. He worked on his computer for about 20 minutes. He wrote something and handed me a paper. -Go and get this kid. I need to talk to him. - He said and I took the paper. I looked at him. -As much as I would like it, I can -(TM)t have you walking the halls topless. Put on your shirt. - He said. I pulled on my t-shirt and walked slowly. I found the class and knocked on the door, a kid opened it and I saw Mr. Plough sitting behind his desk. Shit, why do I always run into the teachers that have fucked me? Pretty soon, that will be most of the faculty I assumed. -You have something for me Miss Jones? - He said and I walked in the room. The class was full, and they watched me as he motioned me next to him at the desk. He took the paper and read it, his left hand dropped and touched my leg. I looked at the class and noticed they could not see what he was doing, the desk was blocking the view. He ran his hand under my skirt and touched my pussy. I tried not to flinch, and he smiled. -Pennington told me, and I have to admit I like you better like this; it is easy access. - He said softly and ran his finger between my lips. -Mr. Washington, can you go with Miss Jones, Mr. Pennington would like to see you. - He said and I saw a tall skinny black boy stand up. -Great, what does Penny Fucker want now? - The boy said as he walked to the desk. The class laughed. Mr. Plough pulled his finger out of my pussy. -Mr. Washington, language please. - Mr. Plough said. The boy took the paper and we walked out of the class. He was very tall, not Marcus tall, but way taller than me. He looked down at me as we walked down the hall. -You are a tiny little bitch, how old are you? - He said. -I am a sophomore. - I said. -Yeah, I figured you was young. You a fine little thing, I like the way those titties bounce under that shirt. - He said and I put my hand over my chest. -Be proud baby, those puppies will open a lot of doors for you. My bitches would kill to have nice ones like that. - He said and I looked at him. -You fuck black boys, little tits? - He said. -No. - I said. He did not realize how much of a lie that was. -That -(TM)s too bad, I could see those white titties bouncing as you was riding on a big black cock. - He said and rubbed his crotch. I did not look at him or talk to him the rest of the way to the office. We walked into Pennington -(TM)s office, and he motioned for me to close the door. The boy sat in the chair, and I closed the door and stood off to the side. -Mr. Washington, nice to see you again. - Pennington said. The boy huffed and did not respond. -I hear you and your boys broke into the gym again. - Pennington said. -Yeah, is that such a crime? - He said. -Yes, it kinda is, we lock the doors for a reason and the coaches are not too pleased to clean up after your little parties. - Pennington said. -Yeah, we like those big pads, the girls say it is easier on their backs and I like to keep my bitches happy. - He said. -Mr. Washington, you have to find a different place to party. What will it take to keep you out of the gym? - Pennington said and the boy looked at him. -So, you will make it worth my while if I stay out of the gym? - He said. -We will see, what do you want? - Pennington said. -I want to fuck this little one. - He said and looked at me. He smiled and I saw a gold star on one of his front teeth. I looked at Pennington and he was smiling too. -Ok. - Pennington said. -Wait, what? - The boy said and looked back at Pennington. -If I let you fuck her, you stay out of the gym for the rest of the year. - Pennington said. -Are you serious? - the boy said. -Very serious, the rest of the year. - Pennington said. -Wait, you are saying I can fuck her. When? - The boy said. -Well now, unless you talk for the rest of the period. - Pennington said. -Fuck, let -(TM)s go. - The boy said and started to open his pants. -Cassie, take off your clothes. - Pennington said and I looked at him. -Now sweetie, or Coach will not be happy that you did not follow directions. - Pennington said. I looked at the boy and he was now holding a relatively large cock, his pants around his ankles. It looked a little funny, his cock was very hard. I pulled my shirt off and unsnapped my skirt. From the look in his eyes and the hardness of his cock he may cum before he even touches me. He reached out and grabbed one of my boobs and pulled me over. He put his other hand on my other boob and started to squeeze them. -Fuck, I knew these puppies were nice. - He said as he squeezed them. He let go of my boobs and spun me around. He pushed on my back, and I bent over and put my hands on the desk. I felt his cock sliding between my legs and then over my pussy. He paused with the head just inside my pussy and then pushed in. I grunted as he drove it deep into me. -I love white pussy, especially young ones. You have a nice tight body, little tits. - He said and grabbed my hips. I lowered my head as the black boy drilled me from behind. He fucked me for only a couple of minutes and then he pulled my hips hard into him and pushed his cock deep. He groaned and filled me. He pulled out and sat down. -God damn, that was nice pussy. Pennington, you drive a hard bargain, but we will stay out of your gym. - The boy said and I heard him pulling up his pants. I stood up and walked over and picked up my skirt. I slipped it up my legs and snapped it. I grabbed my shirt and slipped it on. The boy was standing and looking down at me. -Don -(TM)t fuck black cock, you a lying little white slut. You took that cock like a pro; I am thinking that is not the first black cock you have had in that little pussy. Am I right? - He said. -Mr. Washington, you can get back to class now. - Pennington said. The boy grabbed my boob through my shirt. -See you around, little tits. - He said and smiled. He left the office. I looked at Pennington as I felt cum start to run down my leg. He was leaning back and smiling. -That was nice, you do look awful pretty when you are getting fucked. I was watching you last night and even after all the guys wore you out you were still pretty. That is a skill, little one. - Pennington said and I grabbed a kleenex from his desk. -So, I am your whore now to get people to behave? - I said as I wiped the cum off my leg. -That actually was not my plan, I sort of ran with it when he said he wanted to fuck you. But I do like it. Your pussy is a great motivator. - He said and I dropped the cum-filled Kleenex in his trash can. The bell rang for fourth period, and I grabbed my backpack. I walked out of his office with more black seed running down my leg. Mr. Booker was sitting behind his desk as I walked in. He called me over and I stood next to him. -So, I am guessing that your cute little pussy is uncovered so you make sure and keep those pretty legs spread while you are sitting. You got it? - He said and looked at me. His eyes were cruel, I suddenly was looking forward to showing him my pussy instead of all the other shit I have had to do lately. -Yes, sir. - I said and walked to my desk. I slid in and pulled my books out. I spread my legs a little as I put my backpack on the floor. He was looking right at me and smiling. I kept my legs apart and he stood up. -Class, turn to page 53, we will be going over the questions. - He said and sat on his desk; his eyes focused between my legs. Fourth period consisted of him reading a question and then calling on someone while he stared at my open pussy. It was a riveting class, and I was so glad when the bell rang. How did some of these guys get teaching degrees? I was starting to think a lot of these guys became teachers just to be around young girls. This guy for sure. I put my books away and got out of there quickly. The rest of the day was a daze as my mind had trouble focusing. It was only Wednesday, and I was already tired and frustrated. I felt like this entire school was focused on what was between my legs and on my chest. I was not sure I could make it the entire school year like this, there was still four months to go. I walked into the dressing room and saw a pretty smile that made me feel a lot better. -Cassie, how was your day? - Jennifer said, she was dressed and sitting on the bench near my locker. -It was good, how was yours? - I said. -Mine was great. I love my new clothes. They make me feel so good and everyone is saying they are amazing. - She said and I sat down beside her. I kissed her on the lips, I didn -(TM)t care at this point who saw, I was in no mood. -That is because they are wrapped around the cutest body in the school. - I said and she smiled. -You are just being nice; your body is much nicer than mine. - She said and I made my serious face. -What did we talk about? - I said. -Thank you for the compliment. I am sorry, old habits are hard to break. - She said and I smiled. -You are beautiful, and I will keep telling you that until you get tired of my voice. - I said and pulled off my shirt. -I will never get tired of your voice. - She said and I slipped on my practice top. -And I will never get tired of telling you that. - I said and my skirt fell to my ankles. I picked it up and tossed it in my locker. I grabbed my cheer panties and slipped them on. -Pennington got more underwear today? - She said. -Yeah, he is very proud of himself. - I said and pulled on my skirt. I took her hand and led her into the gym. Practice was good again, my body responded well to tumbling and exercise that did not involve a cock entering my body. Jennifer soared again and coach was like a real coach. It was so bizarre to see him in this capacity, treating girls nicely as he worked with us. It was like he was two different people; I just could not figure out why he singled only the two of us out. There were other pretty girls on the team. Practice ended and we walked by coach on our way to the dressing room. -Shower, office. - He said as I walked by. The commands were getting simpler now. I watched Jennifer -(TM)s body as we undressed and showered. She looked like a typical teenage girl; her body was cute but still developing. She already had the parts that men loved pretty well defined. Her boobs would continue to grow, obviously but they fit her for right now. It was the legs and ass that had coach obsessed. Her butt was tight and firm and looked like it defied gravity a bit. Her legs were phenomenal, and as she grew, they would get better and better. I could see why the men were attracted but then there were a lot of tight teenage bodies in the shower as I looked around. Why us? -Cassie, do you have plans for tonight? - Jennifer said, hesitantly. I looked at that cute face and it broke my heart. -Yes, baby. - I said. -What time will you be done? - She said. -I think coach said 9:00. - I said and her eyes looked a little more hopeful. -Can you come over after? I did not sleep very well last night. - She said and I sat down. -What -(TM)s wrong baby? - I said. -I sleep so good when you are there but when you aren -(TM)t I have horrible dreams and then when I am awake, I just think about what my next four years are going to be like and I get sad. - She said and I could see her eyes were glassy. I hugged her. -I will come over when I am done, and I will stay over. - I said and I felt her arms squeeze me. -Thank you, Cassie, I love you. - She said into my chest. -I love you too sweet girl. - I said and sat on the bench in the locker room wondering what my next three years would be like. If it was anything like this week I knew I wouldn -(TM)t make three years and if I did I would not be the same person. I started to worry that coach would be angry if I delayed any longer. -Ok, sweetie, I need to go. You go and get your homework done and I will see you later. - I said and she smiled. We got up and I walked her out of the dressing room. I watched her cute butt in her blue skirt until she turned the corner and I walked back into the building and my shitty week. Coach was sitting at his desk, working on his computer. Thankfully there was nobody else in the office, no gangbang today, at least not in here. I closed the door and sat down; he didn -(TM)t even look up. He was typing furiously. He looked angry. He finished and slammed the laptop closed. I tried to blend into the chair. He looked at me. -Get over here and suck me off. - He said and I scrambled over and knelt next to him. He opened his pants, and I went to work. It is funny how fear makes you perform better and the blowjob I gave him was one of my best. I took his cum into my mouth and looked up at him before I swallowed. He smiled down at me and put his hand on my head. He pulled me into his crotch and hugged me, my face pressed against his softening cock. -That mouth could make the devil switch sides. Thank you. - He said and let go of my head. I wanted to say thank you, but I could not make myself thank him for complimenting my cock sucking skills. I just sat on my legs and looked at him. He stared at me, and I knew he was going to say something. I hoped it was not something horrible. -You are going to make a movie tonight. - He said. -What kind of movie? - I said. -Well, that is the issue. I don -(TM)t know. - He said. -What do you mean? - I said. -These people make a lot of different movies, and they won -(TM)t tell me what this one will be. - He said. -I don -(TM)t understand, coach, I am sorry. - I said, apologizing for my blondness. -No, you can -(TM)t understand, these are some of the things that I was trying to prepare you for, some of these can be rough. - He said. -How rough? - I said, now terrified. He took a deep breath. -Let -(TM)s just say, you have not even seen a glimmer of this yet. - He said and I was still in the dark. I was trying to understand and I could tell he was getting frustrated. -Cassie, they make violent rape movies and those are the tame ones. They also make others that involve darker outcomes. - He said. -Coach, please, you are scaring me. - I said, I could feel my hands start to tremble. -Cassie, I am sorry, I tried to find out and I keep telling them you have amazing potential. - He said and took a deep breath. I looked at him. -Some of the movies are snuff movies. - He said. -What is that? - I said. -Cassie, they end with someone dying, usually the girl. - He said and I felt my body start to shut down. -Coach, are they going to kill me tonight? - I said and started to cry. -No, I don -(TM)t think so. They keep telling me they have great plans for you, but they are refusing to give me the details for tonight. - He said and my body was wracked with sobs. I thought of Jennifer and how devastated and hopeless she would be. I thought of Marcus and his pretty smile, I wouldn -(TM)t get to see that again. My mom crossed my mind, this would destroy her, and she would just give up. I looked up at him. -Coach, I don -(TM)t want to die. - I said and he pulled me into him. He held me until I stopped crying. I sat back and wiped my eyes. -What do I do? - I said. -You go and make the movie and do what they tell you. I will be there, and I will do everything I can to help you. - He said and I felt myself getting angry. -Why would they do that? That is horrible. - I said. -Yeah, but there is a huge market for it. - He said. -There is a market for movies with people dying? - I said. -Yes, there is, and the younger and prettier the girl the more valuable they are. - He said and I took a deep breath and tried not to start crying again. -What did they tell you? - She said. -They said to bring you and they will provide the details when we get there. - He said. -Then let -(TM)s go, I don -(TM)t want to sit here and cry. I just need to promise me something. - I said. -What is it? - He said. -If I die tonight, you get Jennifer out of this. If you have to take her across the world, do it. She does not belong in this life. - I said and he looked down at me, his eyes were flashing between cruel and kind, it was weird. I saw him lean back and take a deep breath. -Let -(TM)s just hope it doesn -(TM)t come to that. - He said and I stood up. -Coach, I don -(TM)t know all the details about all these people and how horrible they are, but I have done everything you have asked and I will continue to do so. I understand you are stuck but she is 14 and she deserves a chance. Promise me. - I said and looked him straight in the eye. He looked at me and the cruelty was gone. -I promise. - He said and closed his eyes. -Good, now let -(TM)s go and find out if I am going to die. - I said and he opened his eyes. -How can you do that? Aren -(TM)t you scared? - He said. -Coach, I am tired of being scared. What good does it do? To be honest, I am terrified and if something like that does happen, I am not sure how I will react, but it will not be good. However, what I do know is that standing here and worrying about it will not change a thing. - I said and walked to the door. We rode for about 30 minutes and pulled up to a big building that looked like a warehouse. It was gray and looked old. Coach honked the horn and a door opened. There was a huge guy pushing the door open, he had a big gun over his shoulder. Ok, getting more scared now. We parked and the man with the gun led us through a few hallways and then into a small office. There was a desk and three chairs. There was another door and it opened. Three men entered and one sat behind the desk. He was middle-aged and dressed in slacks and a nice shirt. He was obviously the one in charge. The other two guys were smaller and dressed very casually. One of the smaller guys was holding a stack of papers. -Nice to see you, Mike. - The man said. -Fred. - Coach said. -So, this is Cassie. I have seen footage of her, but I have to say she is even more impressive in person. - Fred said and I looked at him. I could not tell what was in his eyes, they looked kind, but I knew that was not true at all. -Fred, can you share any details? - Coach said. Fred laughed. -Yeah, they said you were freaking out a little. Getting a little attached to this cutie? - Fred said. -I just want to be able to prepare her. - Coach said. -Sure, preparation is key, but we all know how these guys work. I just saw the script myself an hour ago. It is not a snuff film; you can relax. - Fred said and I felt the air leave my lungs. Now I just have to worry about how much abuse I would have to take. -Thank you, it would be dumb to do that now, she has a lot of potential. - Coach said. -Do you want to tell Victor that he is dumb? As far as potential, I guess we will see today, now won -(TM)t we? - Fred said. -What do I have to do? - I said and all the men looked at me. I guess the victim didn -(TM)t usually talk. -Sweetheart, I am glad to hear your voice. That is a good start, so often all we get here are screamers. It is refreshing. - Fred said. -I live to serve. - I said and smirked. Fred laughed. -Mike, I see what you mean. I love the attitude; this will be fun. Larry, do you have her script? - Fred said and looked at the small man holding the stack of papers. The little man put the stack on the desk and started shuffling through them. There was a lot of paper. -Larry here is a creative genius, but organization is not his strong suit. I keep telling Victor to keep one of the cute ones and train her to be a secretary. - Fred said and the little man handed him a single piece of paper. Fred took a look at it for a second and handed it to me. I looked at it and there was only three lines on the page. I looked up at him. -Is this it? This will be a short movie. - I said and Fred laughed. -I like her. No, sweetheart, this is all that is scripted. Anything after this will be improvisation and reaction. - He said. -I don -(TM)t understand. - I said. -You see, our clients want reality or at least as close as possible. Our customers are not interested in scripted performances, especially from non-actors. They want real reactions and real action so Larry here sets the base scene and we let the boys take it from there. Read the last line. - He said. I looked down and read my last line. -I can -(TM)t say that. - I said. -Oh yes, you can, and you will. Now can you imagine what will happen when a snotty little white girl says something like that? - He said and smiled. -Mike, did you tell her about the importance of her performance? - Fred said and coach shook his head. The man looked back at me. -Sweetheart, this is your first movie. While I love the attitude so far, the real test is what you look like on the screen and in the scene. If you are good, then you will get to make more of these. If you are not good, then you only get to make one more. - Fred said and I looked at coach. His head was down. -Yes, your coach knows all about that. This is not his first rodeo and not his first cutie. - Fred said. -So, if I am understanding this right, if I am good at being a victim then I get to be a victim a bunch more times. If I am not good, then you will put me in a film and kill me. - I said and looked right at Fred. He looked right at me and smiled. -She is amazing Mike. Cute as a button and smart as well. Yes, baby, you have it exactly right. In fact, Larry here has already run a few scripts past Victor for your final performance. He does enjoy writing those. - Fred said and looked at the little guy. The little guy was starting to be the scariest of all now. -Well, I guess that is about the best motivation there is. - I said. -Baby girl, you keep that attitude and sass, and you will make a lot of movies. - Fred said. -Goodie, I can -(TM)t wait. So, I just walk into a room and say these lines? - I said and looked down at the paper again. Fred laughed again. -Give us a little credit, sweetie, you will need to go to makeup and then wardrobe. The cool thing about this is that the other actors don -(TM)t know anything about you either. Their reactions will be real. You will enter the scene and execute your lines. They will have lines as well and then the shit will hit the fan, as they say. - Fred said. -Tommy, can you bring her to makeup, I think Terry is waiting. - Fred said and the guy with the gun stepped forward and grabbed my arm. -I can walk by myself. - I said and looked at him. He looked at Fred and he nodded. The man let go of my arm. -Thank you, I guess if I try to run away you can shoot me. - I said and Fred laughed. The man started walking and I followed. This place was very creepy, it was like no one had used it for a long time, there were spare parts of things I didn -(TM)t recognize laying all over the floor. The walls were dirty and there were no windows. It looked like all the places in the horror movies that the stupid teenagers wandered into. Very appropriate, I guess. He opened a door and sort of pushed me through. I looked back at him and smiled. -Thank you for your guidance. - I said and he just looked at me with a serious face. -Good luck trying to get a smile out of that one. - I heard and turned to see a big black lady sitting on a stool. There was a big chair next to her and a bunch of tables with stuff on it. I walked over and stood next to her. -I am Cassie, I am guessing you are makeup? - I said to her. -Yes, but you can call me Terry. - She said. -Ok, Terry, what do I do now? - I said. -Well, first we have to get you cleaned up. The shower is through there, take a good shower and make sure and wash your hair. There are plenty of products. Towels are on the shelf and there is a robe hanging on the door. Come out here when you are done. - She said and I looked over and saw an open door into what looked like a bathroom. I started walking towards it and the man with the gun followed. -You are going to watch me pee and take a shower? - I said. -Yes, ma -(TM)am. - He said. -Good, I work better with an audience. - I said and Terry laughed. I went into the bathroom and sat on the toilet right away. My bladder exploded; I think my pee was too scared to even tell me it needed to come out. I looked at the man and smiled. He had no expression; it must suck to work here. I wondered how many girls he watched as they showered only to get in a movie and die. Yes, that would be a shitty job. -You know, I am not going to die today. - I said and looked at him. I noticed a slight lowering of his shoulders, but his face stayed the same. He didn -(TM)t know either. Suddenly I felt sorry for him, having to follow around girls, not knowing if they would be killed in a couple of hours. I wondered if he had to watch that as well. I stood up and flushed. I pulled off my t-shirt and looked right at him. He is the first man I have seen not react to my boobs; it was a little refreshing. I unsnapped and dropped my skirt. I kicked off my sandals and stepped into the shower. It was big and open, so he had a great view. The shower felt great, I wondered if there was such a thing as a bad shower. If there was, I didn -(TM)t want to find out. I washed my hair twice and it felt good to do that. I paid a lot of attention to my boobs and pussy for the benefit of my watcher. What the hell, I could make his job a little less sucky. I did notice his pants were a little tighter than before even though his face did not change. I stepped out and grabbed a towel, I was only a few feet from him, and I did not make any attempt to hide anything. I was getting really comfortable being naked around guys, that opened up a lot of potential careers for me if I ever get out of this. I would trade a job in a sleazy strip joint for this shit in a heartbeat. I put on the robe and walked out to meet Terry. I sat in the big chair, and she dried my hair and brushed it. It felt good. She put it in two ponytails and put a blue ribbon in each one. I looked up at her. -They want full innocence; the two ponytails were a special request from a client. - She said and I nodded. -Do you know what the movie is when you do the makeup? - I said. -No, I just get the orders. - She said. -I am not dying today. - I said and she smiled. -That is good, I like you. - She said. -How do you work here? Isn -(TM)t it sad? - I said and she sighed. -I am here for the same reason as you, but no one wants to see me get fucked on screen very often. Luckily my cosmetology skills have kept me away from any danger. - She said. I did not talk for a little while. What was this place and who were these people that they could entrap people like this? I was not sure I wanted to find that out the answers to that question. She put on light makeup and held up a mirror. I did look very pretty; too bad it would be wasted on rapists. She sat down and looked at me. -Have you ever done anal? - She said and I was a little stunned. Not a question that usually comes out of left field in a makeover. -Um, yeah. - I said. -Sorry, I guess that was kinda random. It is just that I know who you are working with, and they love anal, especially with cute white girls like you. Do you want me to lube you up, it will help a little? - She said. -Yeah, that would be nice. - I said, remembering the difference between Marcus and Tony. She put my legs in two stirrups and proceeded to spread jelly of some sort all over my asshole. She even pushed some inside. It felt sort of nice, her fingers were gentle. I did not think the cocks that were going in there later would be gentle. She touched my pussy and looked at me. I nodded and she spread the jelly around my pussy and slid her fingers inside. I groaned and looked over to see my watcher keeping close tabs on my lubing. She pulled her fingers out and wiped them on a towel. -Thank you. - I said, my legs still spread in the stirrups. -You -(TM)re welcome, it will not be pleasant but at least you won -(TM)t start off with pain. - She said and she took my legs out of the stirrups. She stood and held out her hand. I took it and she led me across the room, my watcher right behind us. She led me into another room and there were a lot of racks with clothes on them. She walked over and picked out a light blue sundress. She held it up to me and smiled. -I love this dress; it will look nice on you. - She said. She hung it on a hook at the end of one of the racks and turned to a set of drawers. She looked back at me. -36C? - she said and I nodded. -Yep, I know my boobs. Yours are very nice, by the way. - She said. -Yeah, I get that a lot. - I said and she laughed. She pulled out a pair of blue panties and a matching bra. She walked over and took off my robe. I looked over and smiled at my watcher. He was looking but his face did not change. She put on the bra, and it fit perfectly. The panties were nice and felt good on my butt. She stepped back and smiled. -Man, you are pretty. - She said. -Do I look ready to be raped? - I said and smiled. She chuckled. -You are really an amazing girl, most of them are quivering messes at this point. - She said and slipped the dress over my head. -I was told those are the ones that die. - I said and she looked at me strangely. -Yeah, you may have a point. - She said and straightened out my dress. It was a pretty dress. -Ok, let -(TM)s go and see what the orders say about shoes. - She said and led me out of the room. We went back to the big chair, and I sat down. She picked up some papers and chuckled. -I will be right back, don -(TM)t go anywhere. - She said and smiled. I looked over to my watcher and back at her. She left and I sat there in my pretty dress. What was this going to be like? Why did I feel relief that it was only a rape? Well, I guess even a gangrape is better than dying. She walked back in carrying black shoes and white socks. She sat down and I put my foot in her lap. She grabbed my foot and started to massage it. I leaned back and moaned. -You can do that all you want. - I said and opened my eyes. She was smiling and rubbing my foot. -They are so cute. I love little feet, mine are like boats. - She said and ran her fingers between my toes. -You are very good at that; you keep that up and the lube won -(TM)t be necessary. - I said and she laughed. -You are a riot. - She said. -I will be here all week, well, let -(TM)s hope not. - I said and she laughed again. -Listen, I am going to stay here until the shooting is over. I am not supposed to, but I can create some things to do. You have them bring you here afterwards and I will take care of you. - She said and squeezed my foot. -Thank you. - I said. She slipped a sock on my foot, and I laughed. -Really? - I said and she snickered. The sock was small with lace across the top that folded over, the typical baby sock. There was even a small blue bow on the side. -Yeah, they are going all out. - She said. -Is this rape going to be in a church? - I said and she laughed out loud. I saw her wipe her nose and then look at me. -God, I love you. - She said and slipped a black shoe on my foot. It had a small flat heel with a single strap over the top. The leather was shiny and looked very traditional schoolgirl. She put the other sock and shoe on, and I stood up. -These are very comfortable. - I said and walked a few steps. -You look precious. - She said and I walked over and hugged her. -Thank you for being nice to me in the middle of this shitshow. - I said and she hugged me back. -Good luck, Cassie. - She said and I saw her wiping her eyes. I turned to my watcher. -Ok, let -(TM)s go get raped. - I said and walked towards him. I looked back at Terry once more before I walked out of the room. She blew me a kiss and I smiled at her. I followed my watcher through the halls, and he led me to a huge room. There were a lot of people working and I saw a bunch of cameras and lights. I saw Fred and he walked over and pulled me to the side. He put me behind a partition. -Ok, here are your lines again. The setting is a garage and your daddy sent you in to check on his car. - He said and l looked down at the papers. I looked back at him, and I had a vision of a jumper cable attached to my boob. -A garage? - I said. -Yeah, is there a problem? - He said. -No, I just had a bad experience in a garage. - I said. -Well, good, you are going to have another one. - He said and smiled. I tried to think of a sarcastic response, but I was distracted by memories of Carl and his crew. I took a deep breath. -Are you ready? You will walk through that door right there and they will start shooting. - He said and pointed to a white door in a fake wall. I could not see what was behind it, but I was pretty sure it was a bunch of guys waiting to fuck the shit out of me. -Yeah, I am ready. - I said, lying to him. -You look very nice by the way; so far you are doing great, that is a great start to a long career. Try and make yourself marketable. - He said. -Ok. - I said. I knew what he meant, and I knew it would get me in more trouble with whoever was behind that wall. I grabbed the doorknob and took a deep breath. It was one thing to be forced to perform various disgusting things, but it was another to know it was going to happen and to still walk right into it. I looked down at my paper one more time and then dropped it. I opened the door and stepped inside. There was a huge black guy leaning and/or sitting on the front of a desk. Another black guy was sitting on a couch and a large white guy with a lot of tattoos was sitting in a chair behind the desk with his feet up on the desk. They were laughing about something, and they all stopped and looked at me. I walked up to the black guy sitting on the desk. -Excuse me sir, I am here for my daddy -(TM)s car. - I said. -Are you old enough to drive, little one? - He said and the others laughed. -Yes, I am 16, and my daddy said you told him his car would be ready today. - I said and looked at him. -What is your daddy -(TM)s name, sweetie? - He said. -Frank Johnson. - I said. -Bubba, do you know if the Johnson car is ready? - He said to the guy on the couch. -Nah, they ran into problems with getting parts, it won -(TM)t be ready until tomorrow. - The guy on the couch said. -Sorry baby, but you will have to wait until tomorrow. You can stay and wait with us if you want. - The man on the desk said. I took a deep breath before I said my next line. -Why did you lie to my daddy? He was right when he said all niggers are the same. - I said and his eyes changed. He grabbed me by the throat, and I put my hands up and grabbed his arms. -You did not just walk in here all prissy and call me a nigger. - He said and punched me in the stomach. I felt the wind leave my body and I started gasping for air. He dropped me and I fell to the floor on my knees, gasping for air. I felt him grab my ponytail and pull my head up. He looked very angry, I guess this is what they said about real reactions. -Did you just call me a nigger, you little bitch? - he said and I got some breath back. Now it was time to get marketable. -Yes, I did, my daddy said you probably lied, and he was right. - I said and he slapped me hard across the face. I fell to the floor, that one hurt. I saw him walking over and then he grabbed the back of my dress and lifted me off the floor. I heard the material ripping, Terry would be sad. -Bubba, what do you think we should do with this little cracker? She is kind of cute, should we show her what real niggers do with little white bitches? - He said and slammed me face down on the desk. My boobs hit the desk hard, and I groaned. He put his hand on my neck and held me down. -Mister, my daddy will be mad. You better leave me alone. - I said, trying to get more roles in more movies. -You are right about that one sweetie; your daddy will be mad when we hand you back to him full of black seed. You ready to get fucked baby girl? - He said and ripped my dress up onto my back. He grabbed my panties and pulled them down to my knees. I screamed and tried to hit him. -No! Stop it! You can -(TM)t do this. Don -(TM)t touch me. - I said and swung my arms behind me to try and hit him. -Billy, a little hand here? - The man said and the white guy pulled his feet off the desk. -Maurice, she too much for you? - the white guy said and laughed. He grabbed my arms and pulled them. -No, I just want to make sure I hit the right hole. You ever take it up the ass, little one? - He said and I screamed again. -No, please, not there. - I screamed. I felt his cock touch my cheeks and then he stuck it on my asshole and pushed. He slid it pretty easily. Thank you, Terry. Even though he went it pretty pain free I screamed bloody murder and started to kick my feet. -Maurice, I think you may be the first one in her tight little ass. - The white guy said. -I think so, this bitch is fucking tight. - He said and jammed it all the way inside. I felt his skin touch my asscheeks and I screamed again. -C -(TM)mon dude, fuck the little slut. - I heard another voice, probably the guy on the couch. He pulled out and then slammed it back in hard. I grunted and felt my body move with the force. He pulled almost all the way out and then slammed it back in again. I started crying, I was not acting, this was starting to hurt. It felt like my ass was going to be bruised, he was hitting me pretty hard. -Please stop, take it out, it hurts. - I whimpered, they would love that. -Yeah, right away, sweetie. - He said and pulled out until just his head was in my ass. Then he slammed it deep and banged against my ass. I screamed. -Sorry, but you didn -(TM)t say I couldn -(TM)t put it back. - He said and the other guys laughed. -Please mister, I am sorry. Please stop. - I said crying. -We will stop eventually baby, but all my boys will get a shot at your little ass first. - He said and grabbed my hips. He started hammering me and I grunted each time he drove in. They were real grunts, he was pushing me against the desk, my thighs were starting to hurt. He continued to pound my ass for a couple more minutes and then he slammed into me really hard and blasted cum into my body. He stayed in me and leaned over my back. -How does that little asshole feel now, bitch? - He said. -It hurts. - I said and he pulled out and slapped my ass hard. I squealed. He grabbed my dress and pulled me off the desk. He pushed me to my knees and his cock was hanging in front of my face. I turned my face away. -That is gross, I won -(TM)t do that. - I said and tried to get up. He slapped me on the side of the head and my ears started ringing. I was a little dazed. -Oh yes you will. - He said and grabbed one of my ponytails. He jammed his cock into my mouth and drove it into my throat. I started hitting his thighs. I heard laughter. -Clean it slut. Get your nasty ass juices off my cock. - He said and pulled it out of my throat. I started sucking and licking. -That a girl, now you are learning. - He said and I pulled off his cock and starting gasping for breath. -Bubba, you want the next shot at our new little slut? - He said and I saw the man get off the couch. -Sure, but I am going to take that little pussy. You think she is cherry? - The man said and started untying the string on his pants. I saw them drop and his cock was pretty big. -Her ass was definitely cherry. Baby, you ever been fucked before? - Maurice said and pulled me to my feet. He was holding the front of my dress. I felt my panties still around my knees. -No sir, please let me go. I am sorry. - I said, whimpering. -Too little, too late, baby girl. - He lifted me by my dress and slammed me on the desk on my back. My head hit the desk and I saw stars for a minute and groaned. My panties got ripped off my legs. I saw the other man step up and spread my legs. -No, please, no. - I whimpered and he smiled, he had a lot of gold teeth. I felt his cock touch my belly and I flinched. -You ready to lose that little cherry, sweet stuff? - Bubba said and slid his cock back. I felt it touch my open pussy and then start to slide in. I started screaming again and kicking my legs. He held onto my hips and drove his cock deep. I screamed really loud. -Cut. - I heard and everyone stopped. I looked up and someone was walking over with what looked like a turkey baster. They walked up and the man pulled his cock out of my pussy. I felt the baster go in and something was shot into me. The man put his cock back in and I groaned. -Action. - I heard and he leaned over to me. -How does that feel, a nigger got your little white cherry. Now how about we put a black baby in this tight little belly? - He said and smiled. -No, stop, please, I don -(TM)t want a baby. - I said and started to cry again. He smiled and started to fuck me hard. He was holding my legs and I saw I was still wearing the silly shoes and socks. He was drilling me, and my feet were bouncing above my head. -Bubba, I think you got the cherry, take a look. - Maurice said and Bubba stopped and looked down. -Fuck yeah, that is a pretty sight. - He said and started to fuck me hard again. -Hey, Billy, get this dress off, I want to see her titties. - Bubba said as he continued to fuck me. I felt my dress being pulled over my head and then it was gone. The white guy grabbed my bra and yanked it. He pulled me off the desk and then I heard the bra snap and it got loose. He pulled it off and my boobs were out. Bubba slapped the right one hard. I screamed. -Those are some nice tits. - He said and slapped my left one. He fucked me hard for another minute and then filled me with cum. -Oh yeah, get in there and make a baby boys. - He said and leaned over to look down at me. He spit in my face and laughed. -You will have to let me know if it is a boy or a girl. - He said and the others laughed. I felt the white guy let go of my arms, but I did not move them. He walked around and grabbed my legs as Bubba pulled out of my pussy. I saw Bubba move around to my head. He grabbed my head and pulled it back. He shoved his cock into my mouth, and I tasted something like metal. -Clean my cock slut. You bled all over it. - Bubba said and started fucking my face. -Fuck, Bubba, this cunt is a mess. - The white guy said. -Then stick it in her ass. There are no more cherries anyway. - Bubba said as he drove his cock into my throat. He held it there and I started pushing against his thighs. The white guy lifted my legs high and slammed his cock into my ass. I screamed and tried to move around on the desk. They both laughed at me as I was pinned by two cocks. My ass was hurting again, he was fucking me as hard as the first guy. I started to think about Jennifer and Marcus and the pain receded a little. They were both fucking me hard now and I felt like a pretzel, my legs were bent back over my head. They both groaned and filled my holes with cum. Bubba pulled out of my mouth and slapped my face with his cock. I could feel the moisture as he hit my face. The white guy pulled out of my ass and dropped my legs. I stayed still on the desk. My body was sore, and I wondered if it was over. -Bubba, go get Tyrone and Jose. This little bitch needs more cock and I need time to recover so I can fuck her again. - Maurice said and Bubba went out another door. I saw two more guys walk in and look at me. One was black and one was Hispanic, they were both big. -What the fuck Maurice? - I heard one of the guys say. -She is here to pick up her daddy -(TM)s car, but it is not ready. We are making sure she is not bored while she waits. Want a shot? - Maurice said. -Fuck yes. - I heard the black guy say and he walked up to the desk. -Maurice, did you pop her cherry? - The black man said. -I most certainly did, you can be the second cock ever in her little pussy. - Maurice said. -That sounds good to me. - He said and another huge cock ripped into my pussy. I screamed again and started kicking. -She is a firecracker. - The Hispanic guy said, and I saw Maurice walk up to the side of the desk. I saw his fist and then all the breath left my body again as he hit me in the stomach. That one hurt. I started fighting for air as the man was fucking me, but I wasn -(TM)t kicking anymore. -That settled her down. - The man in my pussy said and they all laughed. He fucked me for about two minutes and then filled me with more cum. He pulled out and the Hispanic guy moved over and pushed his cock into me. I was able to scream a little as my air was slowly returning. -Please, no more. - I said as I watched my feet move around in the air again. I saw Maurice -(TM)s face over mine. -Baby, we are just getting started. You will be here a while. Then when we get tired of fucking you, we are going to beat the shit out of you for your dirty little mouth. Then we will call daddy to come and pick up the trash. - Maurice said and slapped my face again. I started crying. I was getting a little worried, this was starting to sound a little like Carl -(TM)s. The Hispanic man in my pussy finished and pulled out. Someone grabbed my hair and pulled me off the desk and to my feet. I felt the cum flow out of my pussy. -Bubba, which hole you want? - Maurice said as he held me up by my hair. -I want that tight ass. - Bubba said and walked up. Maurice handed me to him, and Bubba turned me around and bent me over. He shoved his cock into my ass and then pulled me up against his chest. He lifted me up with my thighs and spread my legs, his cock embedded in my butt. -Maurice, you want to help fill this slut? - Bubba said. Maurice stepped up and rammed his cock into my sore pussy. He grabbed my boobs and squeezed them. I screamed as his fingers dug into my boobs. I screamed again as he hurt my boobs and they both fucked me. It felt different with a cock in my pussy and ass at the same time. Last time that happened it was my brother and my daddy. That made me even sadder. Bubba was driving in and out of my ass and Maurice was doing the same in my pussy. They started a rhythm and both cocks were hammering my holes. My body felt like a rag doll between them. I tried to go to a happy place but all I could think about was being full of cock and when this was ever going to end. I felt them both finish and they dropped me on the floor. I landed on my butt and then fell on my back. I was pulled up again by my hair and I tried to pull the hands off my hair. They laid me on the desk again and Maurice leaned over my face. -Open your mouth slut. - He said and he spit into my mouth. He laughed and slapped my boob again. They were starting to get sore. I felt someone start to fuck my pussy and I moaned and tried to push him away. He laughed and bent my legs back and started to hammer down into my pussy. He was knocking the wind out of me with every stroke. I looked up and it was the big black guy that joined late. He was smiling and I could see sweat on his forehead as he destroyed my pussy. He grunted and dumped more cum in me. He dropped my legs and then the Hispanic guy lifted my legs and started fucking me. He was not bending my legs back; he was just holding my legs and power fucking me. I was moving on the desk with the force of his strokes. I looked around and most of the guys were sitting. The white guy was standing next to the desk with his hard cock in his hand. At least one more, I thought. Maybe I was close to the end. The Hispanic guy drove deep into me, and I grunted. He pushed in hard, and it sort of hurt. He put more cum in me and pulled out. The white guy stepped up and flipped me over on my stomach. I felt his hands on my hips and then his cock slid into my ass. I groaned and laid my head on the desk. He started fucking my ass and it felt like he was trying to force his cock into my stomach. I could hear the skin slapping as he hammered my poor ass. My thighs hurt as he slammed them into the desk with each stroke. I could feel him going deep inside me, at least my ass was not numb. He fucked me for about 5 minutes and then put more cum in my bowels. He stepped back and no one else came forward. I thought it was over and then I heard a swishing noise and my ass exploded in pain. I screamed and tried to put my hands on my butt. Someone grabbed my arms and pulled them forward again. I heard Maurice behind me. -I think one swat for each letter in the word nigger, what do you think sweetie? - he said and I whimpered. -Please, no, I am sorry. Please stop. - I said and my ass exploded again. I screamed. -That was the N. - Maurice said and hit my ass again. I looked back and saw he had a large wooden paddle. -Here comes the I. - He said and smashed my ass again. I was crying now, the pain in my butt was horrible. It was stinging and starting to throb. -G. - he said and another swat. I felt my body move but I couldn -(TM)t scream anymore, my throat was sore. I cried as he finished spelling the word. He hit me and said -R - and then I took a breath. My ass was on fire, it was still tender from last night at Pennington -(TM)s and now I knew it was at least red if not purple. The white guy was still holding my arms. -Bubba, you may go next. - Maurice said and I started to squirm. -No, please. - I said and a swat hit me again. I was losing the ability to process the pain now. My ass was starting to feel numb as Bubba spelled nigger on my ass with the paddle. I could feel my face was all wet with tears and now stuff coming out of my nose. The white guy let go of my arms and moved away. I felt someone grab my hair again and I was pulled to my feet. I looked up to see Maurice. He moved his hand to my throat and started to squeeze. I was gasping and he was smiling. -Little white bitch. How did you enjoy your lesson? - He said as I fought for air. His eyes were filled with hate, I did not think he was acting. -You will think twice about using that word again, am I right? - He said and I whispered a yes as he continued to squeeze my throat. -That is good. - He said and let go of my throat and took a step back. I struggled to stand, and I felt my legs giving way. I looked at him and he was smiling. I saw his fist, but I could not react. He hit me in the face, and I flew across the room. I hit the floor and slammed into the couch. I heard someone say -Cut - and everything went dark. I woke up and I was in coach -(TM)s arms. He was carrying me out of the room. I looked up at him and tried to talk, my mouth felt weird. -Makeup. - I said but I was not sure he heard me. -Sir, this way. - I heard my watcher and closed my eyes. I felt him put me on a table and I opened my eyes. Terry was looking down at me, I could tell her eyes were glassy. -Does anything hurt bad? - she said and leaned over. -Stomach and face. - I whispered. -Mike, what did they do? - Terry said. -They hit her in the stomach a few times. They paddled her a lot and then punched her in the face. - He said and I could tell his voice was not strong. -Fuck, go and get me an ice pack, they are in that freezer over there. - She said and she looked down at me. -Hang on sweetie, we will make you feel a lot better. - She said and I smiled. I woke up again when the water hit me. Coach was holding me in the shower and Terry was washing my body. I closed my eyes again. I felt a towel and then coach carried me to the table. He put me on my stomach and then I felt Terry rubbing something on my ass. It felt cool and I realized that my butt was hurting pretty bad too. Whatever she was rubbing was helping a lot. They rolled me over and she put an ice pack on the side of my face. I looked up at her. -Your lip is swollen but that will go down fast. You will have a nice black eye for a couple of days. There is no damage to your ribs, you are probably just bruised, I will give you something before you leave to help with that. I will give you some salve to rub on your butt, that will help that heal quickly. Keep the ice on your face until you go to sleep. - She said. -Thank you. - I said and she smiled. -You are a tough little cookie. - She said. -I think I will get to make more movies. - I said and looked at coach. Terry looked at him. -Fred was ecstatic, they are thinking this one will be a huge hit. - He said. -See, I -(TM)m a star. - I said and Terry laughed. She picked up my hand and kissed it. I laid on the table for a while. Terry gave me some pills and then coach carried me out to the car, my watcher leading the way. Coach put me in the front seat and hooked the belt. I looked down and noticed I was wearing another sundress. I chuckled. It was pretty. Coach started driving and he was not talking. -Coach, do you think they were happy? I tried. - I said. -Yes, Cassie, they were very happy. What you did in there I have never seen. How are you feeling. - He said. -I feel like a bunch of guys fucked me and beat the shit out of me. - I said and he looked at me. -Can you take me to Jennifer -(TM)s dorm? - I said and he nodded. He pulled up in front of the dorm and helped me get out of the car. I stood up and groaned, a lot of stuff hurt. -Cassie, I am going to pull you from tomorrow and Friday. - He said and I looked at him. -What do you mean? - I said. -The session at the restaurant and the banquet, I will send Jennifer. - He said. -No! You will not! I will do it. I will be alright, and they are not concerned with how I feel, just that I am there to fuck. You will not send Jennifer. - I said and he looked at me, he actually looked a little scared. -We will talk tomorrow. - He said. -Yes, we will. - I said and pulled away from his arms. I put my hand on the car and walked around it. I got to the edge and let go of the car. I stood and started to walk slowly. I turned around. -You will not send her. - I said and turned back around. I walked up to Jennifer -(TM)s building and luckily the elevator was working. I walked to her door and knocked. She opened it with a big smile and then her face changed. -Oh Cassie, what happened? - She said and put her hand to her mouth. -Just a friendly gangrape. - I said and smiled. She pulled me in the room, and I groaned. -I am sorry. - She said and led me to the bed. She knelt in front of me and took my hands. -What do you need? - she said. -A bottle of water, I need to take more pills. Then I need you to help me get undressed, I need to hold my little friend and go to sleep. - I said and she smiled as tears ran down her cute cheeks. I laid back in the bed after she pulled off my dress. It felt good to lie down. She snuggled up against me and put her head on my shoulder. Her body felt good against mine. She touched my boob gently. -Do they hurt? - She said and looked at me. -Yes, but it is our position, and it will make them feel better. - I said. She smiled and put her hand gently on my boob and I held my friend and went to sleep.