THE PHOTO SHOOT 5 by Amandablonde and Regis

Feature Writer: AmandaBlonde

Edited and Revised: Regis

Feature Title: THE PHOTO SHOOT 5

Published: 14.11.2022 / Revised Version

Story Codes: Collective exploitation of a child

Disclaimer: the characters and events depicted in this work are fictional. The author does not condone or promote any unlawful activity such as is depicted in the story. By continuing to read this work you acknowledge that you are an adult who wishes to read works of fantasy and fiction for the purpose only of fantasy. All the characters in this story are adults. They may play different ages for the fictional character that they are depicting but they remain at all times adults.

Preamble: This work was originally written by me, Amandablonde. The work has been extensively revised by my friend and collaborator, Regis. Enjoy!

The Photo Shoot 5

CHAPTER FIVE

It was more than two months later that I finally received a note in the mail that was an invitation. I guess the personal invitation was inevitable, based on how things had turned at our first photo shoot, and the fact I had requested a second.  She had, as she’d said, taken time to think about how we would proceed this time.

The photos and DVDs Amanda had sent to us soon after that first shoot were incredible. A week after I received them, I got a note from her that she had sold everything to three different magazines that wanted more, so she said we could go for more if Ally was up to it, and she was sure my daughter would agree.

Having started down this path under the guidance of the cunning pornographer Amanda, I knew there was no turning back. While awaiting Amanda’s invitation, not wanting for Ally to forget what she had learned about sex while we waited, I went to an upscale bar at a five star hotel I had frequented in the past.

Selecting who I spoke to carefully, I convinced some of the male customers, speaking with only the obviously wealthy ones, I had some natural sport they might enjoy, “in which we could allow nature to take its intercourse.” They were all interested, thanks to my use of that contrived word, but had the idea I was a hooker. I immediately set them straight.

When I let them know I wanted to introduce them to meet and get to know my ten-year-old daughter, a precocious child who liked to cuddle privately with men, I gained their immediate interest. Having seen Karl and Steve at work, I expected that men all had an interest in experiencing sexual intimacy with little girls, and these gentlemen proved me right.

Ally was surprised the first time I brought a man home, but when I put him with her in her room, left them alone and closed the door, I quickly learned she was as well-educated as I had hoped. I had placed a pair of hidden high quality video cameras in Ally’s room, and watched how things developed from my room on the two large monitors attached to my desk-top computer.

At least twice a week she got to gain new sexual experiences with different men, men with differing sexual tastes, and in the process we managed to make some additional income at the same time, through their generous cash gifts. When I learned the value men gave to having private time with a little girl, I was able to get three hundred and fifty dollars with each visit. That came to more than three-thousand-five-hundred-dollars a month in gifts of untraceable cash.

Some, before being asked, offered five hundred dollars for the privilege, and one suggested a gift of seven hundred dollars. I accepted, and Ally exceeded their expectations. Had I chosen instead to prostitute my little girl and have several men come by each night, we could have made a very good living, by providing her new experiences in the ways of sex and of sexually pleasing men.

Of course, had I done that, she’d have been nothing but a filthy little whore, and my daughter was much better than that. By keeping it to just a few men each week, with their generous cash gifts rather than fees, I let my charming daughter develop deeper relationships with her new friends.

If one of them ever stepped out of line, as a few of them did, he was not invited back. I always watched closely via my hidden cameras, and recorded everything. Before removing them from our home, I presented them with fresh prints of photographs of their transgressions, so there were no arguments.

As a further source of revenue, I opened on the darknet, a paysite, where I posted the videos, available only to subscribers residing in Arab countries and in the Far East, where such websites were common, and there was a well-developed taste for the sexual use and abuse of little girls.

The customers in those countries preferred to see the sexual abuse of white girls, and Ally played the role perfectly. She knew we were recording the sessions, and did her best to play for the hidden cameras. Ally always performed on top of the bed, so covers were never a concealing factor.

Knowing the cameras were rolling, my delightful little sweetheart played the role of a nasty little cock-sucking, butt-fucking tramp to the limit, and produced for us some amazing video. It seemed none of the male guests frequented my website, as there were never any complaints.

The website did so well that within a few weeks I was able to pay off the mortgage on our house, and purchase an expensive top end new car. I also hired a tutor to take care of Ally’s home schooling, freeing me up to spend more time maintaining our revenue-producing website.

After a couple of months Amanda’s invitation to join her at her ranch arrived, asking me to bring Ally down to New Mexico to the film studio she operated, so that she and her crew could make Ally a genuine star, in her own full feature child pornography rape movie.

That was such exciting news! I could hardly wait to watch my little girl romping naked on set with another team of professional child sex-abusers! I knew they liked to play rough, and Amanda always encouraged tough sex, with her studs obliging in a way that produced amazing video.

Having seen some of what they were capable of doing, I did fear for my little girl a bit, but this was a unique chance for my little Ally to make a difference by starring in rough sex videos. Not every child got to do that, as their parents didn’t allow it. That was their problem, and their girls missed out on stardom.

Of course Ally would have to take her knocks, but that was pretty much what life was about anyway, I rationalized. I was certain my little Ally was up for it, and if not she didn’t have much to say about it anyway. If she were not having fun, that would make for a better video of her experience.

Amanda had shown me that the photography sessions under her guidance were quite safe, if a bit shocking, and she had also successfully, and it seems irreversibly, turned me to the dark side. I wanted this for my dear little girl, and the promise of a starring role in a real movie, even of that type, proved to be too tempting for both of us.

By this time I could not turn away even if I wanted to. And I knew I didn’t want to. The truth was I became highly sexually aroused when I was able to see Ally being sexually used and abused. It was just a quirk of mine I’d just discovered. I was certain it was quite common, as so many mothers permitted their little girls to get deeply involved it the highly stimulating sport.

I wanted to see my lovely, vulnerable Ally get violently raped by adult men again. I knew I would cum again when they beat her. Most of all I wanted to witness the sexual exploitation of my little girl filmed so that people all around the world could get off to it. I wanted them all in orgasm, corrupted just like I had been.

What I wanted was for my cute little girl Ally to inspire others, men with raging hormones, to rape little girls just like her. I wanted to start a violent child rape epidemic, and to be responsible for it! It would do my heart good to have child rapes lead the headlines, and to know that Ally and I had a lot to do in creating the problem.

Most of all I hoped for a world-wide phenomenon of child rape, making the streets unsafe for sexy little girls to romp and play in short skirts or short shorts, their cute little cunts not far out of reach, fearing they might be ferociously raped, severely beaten and then perhaps even killed, just for the sexual excitement it brought their rapists. God, that would be exciting!

We packed the car, I told Ally that we were on our way to visit our photographer friend Amanda, and we set off for the long drive to New Mexico.

I was excited.  My pussy was creaming at the thought of what was to come. I made a special fuss over Ally so that she felt very special and the center of attention, which she truly would be.

The six hundred mile drive took a couple of long days on the road, but we finally arrived in the tiny village of Animas, New Mexico, with a population of one hundred and fourteen, quite near the Mexican border. I had asked about Amanda and her place, and got clear directions to her ranch, near Animas Peak.

When I checked the map, I was pleased to see it was virtually surrounded by a nature reserve. It would be hard to imagine a more isolated spot. It would be perfectly safe to stage any kind of sexually violent activity we wanted to engage in, without concern for anyone stumbling across our secret.

We made it without too much difficulty and, surprising myself, without getting lost. In fact, once we headed out of town on the right road we could not go astray because there was only one road. The blacktop ended about thirty miles out of town and after that it was all gravel. It proved to be a long and dusty drive, with almost no traffic, just the odd farm pickup truck.

We at last came, as instructed, to a gate that bore a hand lettered sign, “Amanda MacDonald Ranch. Keep out!” Below that were the words, “Private Property! Trespassers will be prosecuted to the full extent of the law! Guns on hand and ready!” It was clear that Amanda did not encourage any unexpected visitors. A third sign read “We shoot every third salesman. The second one just left.”

There was also a video camera mounted high on a electrical power post. My guess was that it was either monitored full time or was set to trigger an alarm when there was activity near the gate. Amanda was very thorough in whatever she did, and she would not allow trespassers to interrupt her fun.

We had our invitation in hand and were expected, so I drove through the gate and followed the winding dirt track over a ridge, where at last we saw the ranch house, built in a log cabin style. I pulled up outside the front. There was no sign of life so I honked, got out and called out.

There was no response. It seemed like the place was deserted.

We had, as it turned out, been spotted, certainly by that video camera near the gate, and likely by others placed to protect the house. A pickup truck sped over another ridge behind the house, dust billowing out behind it. I could see the long blonde hair of the driver flying free in the wind. As it approached, I could see it was Amanda!

She stopped the pickup beside our car and stepped out, beaming with her big winning welcoming smile. She was wearing tight fitting leather pants, that gripped her groin so firmly that she displayed a prominent cameltoe. A zipper ran the entire length of the crotch, which would allow her to bare her cunt and rectum in an instant.

She was a hot lady and was, as always, ready for action. The tight pants were held up by a thick tooled belt with a huge brass buckle in the shape of an erect penis. It was important for a woman out here to be recognized as hot, ready for action, and not to ever be mistaken for a lesbian. The rude cock buckle, that could be viewed as offensive, achieved that nicely.

She wore a red checkered shirt tucked into her belt with the buttons undone, exhibiting her navel and small cleavage. She also wore a bandana around her neck and a pair of tooled leather spike heeled cowboy boots. These were not suited to riding. The unabashed female child pornographer was dressed perfectly for this western setting she had chosen for herself.

Amanda hugged me and said softly, “I’m so glad you and your sweet little Ally are here. We’ve just brought twelve experienced members of a Mexican child rape gang across the border to appear in some videos we have on the go. I checked them all personally, and can assure you their dicks are raring to go.

“These are tough hombres I’ve often used before. They have all done time in prison for violent rape and assault. They’re all ‘made men’, which means they’ve all purposefully killed someone, with a witness. I have personal experience with that, and I’ll show you the videos to prove my point.

“One of them was raping a pretty Mexican teen girl in a video I was making, and he didn’t like how she fucked. Apparently, she didn’t move her hips enough to satisfy him. Without warning, while he still had his erection pumping inside her cuntlet, he drew his gun and shot the squealing little bitch between the eyes. That startled all of us. And it wasn’t even supposed to be a snuff video!

“These guys always go for whatever they want, and ignore any consequences. Although she died more quickly than we usually like for snuffs, it worked. Because of the surprise quick end to her, that proved to be one of my better selling videos, and I’ve produced a lot of snuff stories using these guys. Who knows what might happen?

“I should tell you that all of them have outstanding arrest warrants on both sides of the border for mostly sex crimes, including violent child rape and murder. Knowing that, and that their only pleasure is engaging in rough unbridled sex with pretty little girls like Ally, with little regard for her safety, are you both still up for it? You might find most of them a bit on the mean side. Can she take it, and the risks involved?”

That was an understatement. I nodded silently. This was exactly what I had quietly hoped for. Ally stared at the ground. Amanda picked her up by grasping her under the arms and danced around in the dust with her, swinging her out as she spun in circles, laughing all the while.

“Well hello, pretty young miss,” she said in her friendliest voice, “My, but don’t you look fine and sexy. You’re a real little woman now! We made it happen together, didn’t we. We are going to make you and your pretty little educated cock holster cunt into a real movie star, baby, a really big, well known international child violent sex star!”

Ally smiled weakly by way of reply. She knew we’d come here to go much further down the path we had started in Amanda’s LA studio, and she wasn’t looking enthused at the prospect of being brutally raped by the murdering Mexicans. She now knew how important it was that she please them.

“It’s been a long trip” I explained, “And we’re both quite tired. Can we begin tomorrow?”

Amanda winked at me.

“No problem. Why don’t you go in and get settled? You’ll find some interesting DVDs beside the player. I want to take Ally for a look around the property. It’s quite extensive, you know, and with the open space and big treeless mountains coming right up to my studio, it’s very private. There’s no place for trespassers to hide!

“We can do whatever we like at a place like this. Anything at all, and if we wish, everything is possible. Absolutely everything! A billionaire client who likes my style owned a very large ranch here, and he built me the studio as a gift, with the expectation he’d get to see whatever I produced. But more about that later, Ally and I want to get going to catch the light.”

Off they went in the pickup, and I went in and got into the shower. Then I sat back naked in a lounge chair and picked up a book, one that was made up of photos Amanda’s studio had taken of young girls of various races, but mostly white kids, in several situations with white, black and Mexican studs.

She even had photos of naked little elementary school girls being raped by naked teenage schoolboys! I was quite impressed she had got access to them to make these daring, obscene photos. The girls looked like they were not enjoying the action, but the males in every case were. I smiled, thinking she had accurately depicted how things are in our society.

The situations depicted in almost all of the photos ranged from filthy to severe, and quite likely dangerous. A few of the naked little girls had obviously been severely beaten, all over their naked bodies. Their puffy little cunts stood open and swollen, and in many the small children were openly crying or sobbing.

My guess was they ranged in age from six to eleven. They were very sexy. I came to orgasm just looking at the excellent photos of them being savagely raped. Amanda appeared, from what I saw, to have little concern for the safety of the children her staff or others abused for the cameras.

Much of what I was seeing, I decided, had to be faked, because it would be so illegal. In fact, in one book there were images that appeared to depict the killing of an eleven-year-old Hispanic girl by a woman who could be her mother. She had thrust the narrow end of a baseball bat into the child’s vagina. When it came out it was bloody, and the child’s body was limp, so I decided the series was faked.

Amanda was the kind of woman who respected limits, I assumed, although probably very few. I was certain this was true, because, after all, I trusted her to be alone with my daughter. As a well-known professional photographer, she did have a reputation to maintain, and even in this remote place, would certainly do that.

I nodded off, and a couple of hours later I was awakened by Amanda and Ally arriving back. The sun had just gone down, and the two came into the room laughing and joking. It was clear they were getting along well, and had enjoyed their trip in the pickup. Ally was mysteriously wearing makeup and long false lashes.

Amanda, grinning at me impishly, said she had something to show me. She put a DVD in the player, turned down the lights and took a plush seat as the huge screen filled with a close-up shot of Ally’s face, smiling broadly and wearing a cowboy had, full makeup including the lashes, and a cut-off t shirt that stopped above so left exposed her pert little nipples.

When the camera pulled back I could see she was naked from her ribcage down, with her impudent belly button and bare cunt staring at me, I could see she also wore perfectly fitting spike-heeled cowboy boots, similar to but much smaller than Amanda’s. Her distended cunt lips had been painted the color of her lips.

My devilishly pretty little girl was otherwise naked on the screen, and looked to be quite proud of her not-so-innocent looking body. I had raised her to not be shy of displaying her nakedness, but this went far beyond what I had in mind for her with that unusual kind of training.

As the camera dollied back, we could she was sitting on a large settee, which was covered in plush red velvet. It was outside in a narrow draw with a steep reddish rock slope quite close in the background. It was clear she was in the desert, and was having the time of her life before the cameras, flashing her bare cunt like a brazen little hussy.

She did something I’d never seen her do before. Her hand dropped to her groin, she ran a finger through her moist slit, thrust it in, wiggled it around inside herself, and raising it to her mouth, she made a display of sucking the finger she had moistened in her cunt. The dirty little bitch! I had not taught her that!

Ally lifted one leg up so that her pretty little bare painted cunt was on prominent display, and from all appearances it had been masturbated, as it was puffy, glowing, and stood open. I knew that cunt of hers, and if she hadn’t been masturbating, she had definitely been fucking.

With the leg raised, she reached around, found her anus and thrust a finger into it as she had done in her cunt. She wiggled it around, then withdrew it, with a bit of brown smeared on it. She raised it to her mouth, and with a devilish smile, thrust it in and began to suck on it as she’d done with her cunt-moistened finger.

“That’s chocolate we put in her bum,” Amanda explained, smiling, “Mixed with peanut butter, to look but not taste like her poop.”

I wasn’t sorry I’d let her go with Amanda, but the woman was always capable of surprising me, as she was doing now, using my own daughter to do it.

I was sure the photographer had planned on this all along, and was showing off her control by showing me this video now, to make sure I understood Ally was hers, at least for now. As I thought about it, I realized this was completely typical of the professional photographer, seizing total control.

“Hi,” Ally’s image on the screen said to the camera, “My name’s Ally, and I’m already ten. I really like sex and fucking and stuff. I’m somewhere in New Mexico. That’s a funny name to call it, because it looks like the people here, most of them, anyway, aren’t even Mexican.

“My mom’s with me, and because I’m starting to change, like my body is getting to be more like a woman’s, I’m learning new stuff, mostly about sex and violence and fucking, like its so much fun to get it on with guys, and to take a big thick hard cock into my cunt with cameras watching and taking pictures and video.

“Mom and Ms. Amanda, who owns all this land and the studio, are teaching me all about turning into a woman, and what women do, and how they’re supposed to be treated and behave. Ms. Amanda is a professional kiddie pornographer. I got started in all of this with taking pictures of me a couple of months ago in Los Angeles, that’s where we’re from, at her professional studio there.

“One day mom took me to visit her to get some risky pictures of me. The photographer was this really nice lady I mentioned named Ms. Amanda, and she owns this place too, where she’s got a movie studio to makes filthy movies, mostly about guys, like professional studs, having rough sex with girls, like fucking and beating young girls, like I think mostly my age.

“At her L.A. studio, where we had our first photography session, or should I say pornography shoot, ‘cause that’s what it was, mom wanted pictures of me just as I was, because I was changing, and she thought it was important I have some great shots of me as I’m becoming a lady. Like my cunt developing and everything. You probably know it will be another couple of years before I start to grow my tits.

“Ms. Amanda helped, giving her lots of ideas and stuff, along with her professional staff and her two male model fuck studs. That’s what they were. The ladies got me doing stuff in front of the cameras, like taking off some of my clothes, and getting me to pose with private things showing, more and more, like this.”

There was a cut to a closeup of her cunt, with her finger pointing at it.

“They just kept on taking things off, and turning me into different poses, until I didn’t have anything on at all, and everything was showing, like it all is now. Mom wanted photos of me bare naked and stuff, especially my cunt, and we got them. Mom thought that was so cool, and I figured it was okay. Like it’s my cunt, and like every lady has one, right?

“That’s what Mom called risky, but she said it sort of funny. Her friend Ms. Amanda had even more ideas, like getting one of her male stud photographers to take off his clothes and stand beside me, with his big dink showing. One of the two guys there did, and they got lots of pictures of him standing beside me.

“That was when Ms. Amanda thought it would be cool if he made the end of it touch me right on my bare cunny. I hadn’t been ten very long back then, and I was, well, kind of embarrassed having my cunny showing, but it felt really different to have this naked guy’s big dink, wet on the end, touching me there.

“Bit by bit mom agreed to make it even more risky, until his dink grew long, thick and stiff, with a new wet drop gleaming on the end. As that happened, mom let him push it just a bit, then just a bit more, like it was pushing into my cunt, and then it didn’t take too long at all for it to pop my cherry and go all the way into me!

“As I’m sure you’ll all know, to get his big dink into me, he had to break my hymen, and it was the end of me being a virgin, so now for sure I’m a woman, with my cunnie opened and everything. Now I can entertain a guy’s dick with my cunt without worrying about virgin stuff, whatever that is.

“To make things even more interesting, the other guy who was a photographer there too, also took off his clothes, and he stuck his big stiff dink right up my bum! I’m sure you know I’m not making this filthy stuff up. I asked mom if that was okay, and she said sure, because like she wanted to see what happened.

“What happened was that both of those guys got so horny they poked me hard and fast, in both holes, until they spurted lots of their hot semen inside me, and then they pulled their cocks out and spurted it onto me. That’s how I learned that guys’ big dinks are called cocks, and how much they really like sticking them into young girls.

“I also learned all about fucking and getting myself fucked. It hurt at first, but after that it was sorta fun, and I liked it. Like a lot. Mom said it was safe sex, because I’m too young to get myself knocked up or anything stupid. Mom’s been there, and know a whole lot about that kind of stuff.”

“We made lots a amazing rape pictures that night, of those two guys raping me, and me and Mom got copies of them, and movies they made at the same time too. The best of them are on Ms. Amanda’s secret website, but you’ll see how to get there at the end of this video, so have your phone ready to take a picture of the screen when the address comes up.

“There you’ll be able to see the nasty pictures of me getting my rape education at my first ever sexy picture session. Ms. Amanda is a professional pornographer, specializing in kiddie fashion and fucking, excuse my filthy language, and she told me you could spend a week on her darknet website, day and night, without ever watching anything twice!”

At this point Ally reclined on her side, with one leg bent to the side and the other knee raised, providing a great view of her obviously aroused little cunt. A pretty young Latina woman wearing only a pair of dirty cotton panties, wet and dripping because she had obviously just pissed in them, came into frame, her large breasts swinging as she lighted and then handed Ally a big cigar.

Ally put it to her mouth and took a draw on it. She immediately coughed, surprised at how much the smoke burned her lungs. Tears came to her eyes from the sting she was experiencing, and she coughed a couple of times more. I knew this was a first for her, and Amanda had set it up as well.

When she recovered, she resumed her narrative. “Man, that’s a real kick-ass cigar! After that rape photo session mom had some different men over to our house every few nights, because she told me it was important I learn how to perform sex with a horny man correctly, and how to get his big cock spurting. That was really important for me to be a knowledgeable woman.

“She said I needed variety of guys so I would get different ideas on how fucking adult men should be done properly. She said girls my age should learn that stuff, to be prepared. Like a girl never knows when some guys might rape her, and she needs to know what to expect with cocks and cum and stuff.

“They came into my bedroom and we shut the door, but Mom said we had to get naked and I had to do everything on top of the bed so the cameras she had hidden could see everything. That was important, because after the guys left, she would tell me what I did right and what I could do better.

“None of these guys were experts, because they were really just some guys she’d met at a bar, like she said. The truth was they were really just renting me, because I saw them give mom a cash gift before they started. None of them were professionals, because mom had to pay professionals to fuck me, and although they tried, these guys weren’t too good doing rough sex like the two guys who worked at Ms. Amanda’s studio.

“Those guys were professionals who knew how bad a girl needed to be treated. I guess the most important thing I learned from fucking all those amateur guys was how to douche. They sure spurted a lot of semen inside me and out, in my cunnie and my bum-hole as well as on my back, tummy and face.

“In fact, I think I taught some of them a few things about how women can fuck a man. I got to sit on top of them as they lay on the bed. It was really neat! I got to bounce up and down with their stiff poles up inside me like I was a real pole dancer, until they spurted their whole load of sticky, creamy juice.

“Mom said she really wanted to get more professional pictures of me, and even get me into a movie, if she could. Ms. Amanda said that would be a great idea, so she invited us to her ranch! It’s this super cool place in the desert. It’s really amazing, with lots of studios in one really big building.

“There’s also lots of people who take care of sets, costumes, my hair and makeup and everything! She even had these great sexy shoes for me to wear! Then there’s the camera and lighting guys and stuff. Their all really cool, but I don’t know if any of them also work as fuck studs like the guys at the LA studio.”

Ally smiled provocatively and moved the still-smoking cigar down to between her legs, and pushed the end that had been in her mouth into her cunt, so it looked as if her naked little sex organ were smoking it. A camera got a great closeup of her sliding the cigar in and out of herself, as she masturbated with it.

A closeup showed the tightly rolled tobacco was collecting a lot of her considerable vaginal moisture, as if it were a dildo designed to bring pleasure to little girls.

As she worked the cigar in her cunt, she continued, “I had a real double dildo to use at that first photo session, one that went in my cunnie and up into my bumhole at the same time.

“Then Mom showed me how to do this with the handle of her hairbrush, and I really like the feeling.” Ally increased the rate of masturbation with the cigar, which was still smoking, “This nice lady says sometimes Mexican men torture women by putting the lighted end of a cigar into their pussies!

“Whoever would have thought of a girl being fucked by a cigar, with either end? I’m pretty sure none of my friends at school know how to do things like this. Their moms wouldn’t let them. It feels totally amazing! My mom’s one of the best, because she doesn’t care if I do lots of dirty things for the cameras. She even likes it when I do.”

She at last pulled the cigar out of her vagina, put the cunt-dampened stogie back into her mouth, took another draw, coughed, sat up, spread her beautiful legs and startled her mom, attentively watching the screen, by releasing a stream of golden pee onto the sand.

Ally was an impudent girl, and obviously coached to urinate for the cameras by Amanda.

“Fucking shit that feels cool!” she blurted, taking liberty to talk to the camera like a little harlot, with the encouragement of the beautiful child pornographer.

She had been told to act like a little cunt, and she was conforming to her instructions beautifully.

“I don’t give a fucking cock-sucking piss whether you have a hard on or not, but I bet all of you scum-bag mother-fuckers do, and I’m sure I’ll make you’ll all pull your pricks out, jack off by fist-fucking your cocks and spurt your semen when you see my movie, I guarantee it. Ms. Amanda promised me it will be a real sexy cock-jerking, wild penis ejaculating movie! You’ll even want to get a finger up your asshole while you watch! You gotta see it.

“My mom really looks out for me, and wants to make sure nothing bad happens when they’re filming while I’m getting myself brutally raped, although she says girls are supposed to be hurt and scream when they get themselves fucked. I know that’s true, because the guys at the professional studios know, and because they always make the girls scream in fuck pictures and videos.

“Everything they did to me hurt me, but my mom makes sure it’s not too bad at first, just taking one step at a time, so I’d get used to it. She says girls are supposed to expect the worst, and then they won’t be disappointed. She told me these movies have to be really violent, or people wouldn’t watch them. That’s the kind of fucking business we’re in. It’s that simple.

“Mom brought me here to this studio to make some really dirty scenes, where the guys do what mom calls rough sex, their specialty. I told you douche bag pricks I’m going to star in a real movie, with my name as part of the title and everything! Ms. Amanda promised me we’re going the whole fucking nine yards!”

I was shocked that my little girl was allowed to use such terrible language on this video, but realized it probably made for good promotion for her movie. There was no way Amanda would want potential viewers to like or approve of the girl who was going to get it. They’d expect her to be a filthy foul-mouthed slut. That part was a no brainer.

“The owner here, Ms. Amanda,” she continued, “She has some great new ideas for how I can get to have big orgasms in my movie, first one, then another and even another one, while having rough sex! She said you guys will really like watching me getting it on over and over and fucking over!”

She got up from the settee, and as she stepped away from it there was suddenly a loud rumble. A huge bolder crashed down onto it from the cliff above, smashing the wooden furniture to pieces, totally destroying it. Ally looked back, as if shocked, and then in a closeup, looked into the camera a winked.

“A girl can’t be too careful around here, it seems. Like, it even looks like if she’s not careful, or even if she is, she could get herself killed!”

The screen went black, then up came the website address she had promised. I was stunned. They had made this video in less than two hours, with Ally in makeup and nearly nude in her more than skimpy western costume. This was truly amazing. Where could things go from here?

THE END OF CHAPTER FIVE