THE PHOTO SHOOT 9 by Amandablonde and Regis

Feature Writer: AmandaBlonde

Edited and Revised: Regis

Feature Title: THE PHOTO SHOOT 9

Published: 20.11.2022 / 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 9

CHAPTER NINE

I could hardly believe what I was seeing. They were actually going to do this, suspend her by hooks through her flesh! It was totally insane! They were going to hang my naked darling little girl like a piece of fucking meat! This was all going according to what Amanda had planned for her! My cunt was dripping wet in my growing excitement.

Two of these hooks were put behind Ally’s painted nipples into the muscle of her chest, just above her ribs. The barbed tips dug in deep, and two were thrust through her painted major cunt-lips, severely burying all of the points deep in her meat.  They were there to harm her, angled outward, so they would not affect her sex partners.

She threw back her head, screamed and struggled, but the group of satanists held her steady. When they were done suspending her Carlos signaled off stage, and stage hands threw switches, tightening the wires, and when they were taut, they actually lifted Ally off the table by the horrendous metal hangers.

Now she was suspended in mid-air by the hooks through her genitals, pulling the flesh out from her body.  She thrashed in mid-air, screaming in agony. I understood and appreciated her pain. This was proving to be far worse than she expected. She was suspended in the air like a human piglet ready for slaughter!

The satanists stood back and shouted praises to Satan. The cameras moved in for closeups of my ten-year-old Ally’s severely stretched chest muscles, nipples and labia major, her cunt gaping between them. She swung freely by the hooks in her meat, her tortured organ fully accessible to her rapist. Her screams matched those of the naked girl her age impaled on the monster Devil statue’s rigid and barbed metal penis.

Carlos now moved to center stage.  He threw off his cardinal’s cloak and hat and stood proud and naked, except for his leather jock strap with his now rigid penis standing tall, displayed well above its far undersized pod. He was an imposing sight as he approached the suspended Ally.

He was ready to commence his satanical rape.  The child porn tattoos on his flesh were now on full display all over his body. The cameras lingered on them, mostly depicting naked little girls being forcefully fucked, by men and beasts, and then the cameras moved down to his bulging jock strap.

His massive erection stood proudly above it. The belt dug deeply into the base of his cock, pressing it against his bare stomach, and the filled pod of his jock strap now contained nothing but his impressive set of testicles. The rapist’s organ was not yet in a state of full erection, although it was already impressive.

Carlos watched until the camera was in place, gave it a three-count and then with a theatrical flourish pulled off the tiny leather restraining garment, throwing it aside. His huge cock flopped down and then immediately sprung back up. His gigantic balls now hung free. He was semi-erect, and his penis was steadily growing, rising as it continuously firmed.

He motioned to two female satanists, who crawled to him on their hands and knees and began to worship his cock with their hands and mouths. Soon he was rock hard, his massive erection arching firmly upward. The evil kiddie-rapist was now ready to do his thing on my painfully suspended daughter.

He pushed the two women roughly aside and advanced on Ally while she twisted and thrashed, dangling in mid-air by the cruel meat hooks in her body. Carlos steadied himself and her with his hands on her slender hips, holding her steady as well and, to some degree, quieting her struggles.

He pulled her body down on the wires until his cock was at the hook-splayed open entrance to her vagina, and then he waited for a moment, gloating for the cameras. With the makeup and lighting, he had an absolutely satanic look. We all held our collective breath, waiting for his next move, the plunge. 

Carlos let out an animalistic snarl and thrust his massive erection up and into Ally’s cunt, causing her to scream anew as he pulled her onto him. His huge cock slowly disappeared into her strained pussy. The satanists chanting grew steadily to a climax, awaiting the moment their rapist friend would ejaculate into the unmerciful hook-suspended naked little girl.

They formed a semi-circle around Ally and Carlos, dropped to their knees so that the cameras easily saw over them, and began a new, compelling chant in time with his thrusts. Slowly Carlos increased the power and speed of ramming his cock into her, his hands still firmly gripping Ally’s hips.

He snarled as he leaned over her with his face very close to hers, staring into her eyes. The cameras took a close up of this and then moved down to take close up shots of his cock driving into Ally’s cunt as the hooks splayed open her cunt lips. Ally shrieked in pain and horror. Carlos was performing like a human pile driver now, ramming into Ally with all of his force. Growling like a beast, he savored the pleasure of each thrust into the hook-suspended child, the head of his cock hammering against her uterus, and it was clear he reveled in my little girl’s rapturous suffering.

The faces of the group of watching satanists were filled with evil delight. They opened their robes, displaying their sexual excitement. Carlos was getting closer now; aggressively building up to his personal climax. He was going to force a second orgasm from my beautiful sexy hook-dangling child as she was so brutally raped.

I found it unbelievably stimulating to watch him work his magic as a rapist on my painfully suspended naked little girl. He was very good at this. I was openly masturbating hard now as I watched, and I didn’t care who saw me. This was the most erotic scene I had ever witnessed.

Faster and harder Carlos rammed into Ally. Louder and louder grew the accompanying chants, filling the studio. Ally now hung by the hooks in her body with her mouth open in a silent scream. Totally amazed by the creative action, I watched my daughter’s tense little body strain as her own climax grew within her. And then the dam broke.

I also looked at Amanda, who was openly masturbating as she watched the action she had designed. Carlos howled in ecstasy as Ally’s cunt spasmed around the thick base of his cock. Her fingers went from her cunt to her open mouth, to taste her own juices, produced by her sexual excitement. I did the same.

Amanda pulled on a satanist cape and moved in. She grasped the base and began forcefully massaging Carlos’ raging cock to bring on his own huge shuddering orgasm.  He pulled out and sent ropes of cum all over Ally’s body. Four of the female satanists rushed forward to lick the cum from her body as Carlos stroked his pulsing, ejaculating cock.

He shot more and more hot cum over my child in his startling sustained orgasm. What amazing balls! This Spanish guy was a real bull! Ally twisted in her amazing climax, the hooks biting deeper into her flesh as she came. This was close to perfect, I thought. Who could have dreamed this would be so exciting? The answer is Amanda did.

Ally had been invaded not only by that brute’s cock but also the large metal hooks by which she still dangled. How could Amanda conceivably improve on this outrageous child-rape? What could possibly come next? Exercising no restraint in my excitement, I once more found myself peeing as an orgasm raged.

 As my sexual excitement subsided, I watched developments on the movie set. Carlos stood proudly, his monster erect cock still twitching and the last dribbles of his cum running from the slot in the broad head. The infamous rapist had done his part in this, and his amazing cock was still pure, as the dog’s penis had yet to enter my little girl.

A camera moved in for an ultra-close up of his pulsing penis and then zoomed back, to include the other two female satanists. They were posed on either side of Carlos, kneeling, their gowns now open in front and their large breasts shamelessly swinging with their movement.

The ladies, naked under the open red gowns, were kissing and licking the cum and Ally’s cunt moisture-slime off Carlos’s stout shaft. His semen production was so prodigious it was dripping from their chins, as they licked their lips. Ally hung limp on the steel hooks, apparently unconscious.

She was roused with a bucket of salt water thrown over her. Ally stirred and moaned in agony, or was it the last recesses of her own orgasm? There was no time to dwell on such questions. The satanists unhooked Ally from the wires, ripping the barbed hooks out of her chest and vulva with tiny red bits of her tender flesh attached.

They carried her limp body to the wooden frame in the middle of the set. It was a strange wicker structure, curved in a convex shape like a barrel, with leather straps attached to it. Before they placed her over it, one of them brought forward a long horsehair tail attached to a wooden plug.

Two of the satanists spread her buttocks wide, and the stout wooden plug device was thrust deep into Ally’s colon, perfectly supporting her new tail. The satanists then lay Ally face up over the arch and strapped her in place, her arms and legs spread wide on either side, my sobbing cum-coated young daughter perfectly positioned for another brutal fuck.

As I watched I began to understand. They were going to have the German shepherd Adolf perform with her, mount her as she was stretched over the rack. She had a tail because she was going to be his bitch! This was, I was sure, to be Ally’s final act. Her last rape would be a monstrous dog fuck, one of unbridled satanic and sadistic bestiality, with my young daughter savagely raped by the raging dick of a hound she liked!

Ally lay over the frame, her arms and legs splayed out wide, her cunt and her head fully available, her new tail dangling below her cunt. Her body was arched with her stretched tummy at the highest point. What a beautiful, sexually stimulating body my little girl possessed! This was erogenous perfection!

The only question remaining was which end would Adolf use to mount her, her cunt or throat? As if by way of answer, Carlos called out for Adolf, who in seconds bounded on stage, anticipating the part he was to play. He wore a red kerchief around his neck to mark him as one of the satanists.

Two naked female satanists struggled to hold him, each with a leash, both linked to his collar with stout fasteners. Adolf smelled pussy and he wanted it badly. To my surprise, at this point the director invited me onto the set, and asked me to stand naked at Ally’s head.

He gave me a red kerchief to tie around my neck as well, to identify my role as one of the bad guys. I stripped off my clothes and tied on the kerchief. When Ally saw me about to assist her face changed expression.

She whimpered “Mommy!”

At least she was giving me recognition for my part in her movie. I had picked sides, and it wasn’t hers I chose.

The cameras were rolling, and the director shouted, “Action!”

With the dog Adolf sniffing at her cunt, I stood in front of Ally, pulled her head up by the hair, and instinctively began grinding my pussy into her face. This just seemed the natural thing for me to do at the time. The women holding Adolf released him and at Carlos’s command, the dog leapt onto Ally.

His sharp curled dew claws scratching her thighs as he found purchase for his paws. The dog bared his teeth and gave a vicious snarl, taking charge of his young mount. His long red probing cock searched for the entrance to my darling little Ally’s well-used and much abused vagina.

At last he found it and, with a deep growl, completed his mount of her as Adolf began to pound into Ally’s torn and tortured cunt. I pressed my pussy into Ally’s pretty little face as I felt the hot breath from the dog on my own face, his bright amber eyes looking into mine and his vicious teeth bared in an assertive snarl. He was having his way.

The large, aggressive dog was pounding into Ally brutally now and Ally was giving little shrieks into my cunt as I pushed her face harder into my pussy, both to silence her and to enhance my own pleasure. The feeling of her mouth struggling to express her horror of the rape and debasement by her mother stimulated me more.

We had come so far together in such a short time! This was the climax of our life-adventure and of the movie.  This was the coup de grace. I knew with growing satisfaction that Ally would not survive this final assault. That should have affected me as a mother, I know, but at this stage of things I was fully focused on my own pleasure. My satisfaction was with my part in it.

The only thought that superseded that was about the great wealth coming to me, of the flow of money I would earn from the release of this movie. This scene was sure to kill her. I fully expected that by providing her to Amanda and participating like this, the famous pornographer would make me wealthy.

She had told me she paid mothers a lot for the right to kill their little girls in her snuff videos, and I was interested in proceeding on that basis, although I must admit my interest in sexual violence directed to my sweet little Ally was an incredible turn on, and had me on the brink of orgasm every time I thought of it.

I realized Ally’s short, boring, home-schooled life was a small price to pay for the pure joy I experienced watching her series of brutal rapes, and the riches that would flow to me with her rape pictures and videos’ release. That was how Amanda worked, and I was now fully involved.

I was also sustained in the knowledge that thousands of people everywhere would watch this movie, and would be so stimulated by seeing her killing, many of them would unable to resist acting out the scenes in real life. That seemed to me, in my current state of mind, an honorable objective.

A new pandemic of child rape would be born, and I would be a major contributor to so much hot and violent sex action and kiddy snuffs around the world! Having witnessed Ally’s video killing, men would be inspired to repeat the level of sexual violence they saw, and many innocent little girls would die, stripped naked and sexually abused, for their brief pleasure.

And so it progressed. The dog Adolf’s penis worked Ally’s cunt with a vengeance, and soon the ball at the base of the canine cock swelled to painfully lock them together. As dogs do, he reached the beginning of his climax early but was not anywhere near done with her.

His ejaculation started, and he began shooting gobs of his semen into her depths, aggressively and brutally fucking the shit out of my pretty little girl. Feeling my own orgasm coming, I pressed my wet spread cunt hard onto Ally’s face, knowing that I was denying her access to precious air while cutting off her screams.

I suddenly realized the seeds for this moment had been planted by Amanda when she had blocked off my access to air with her cunt during our passionate lovemaking, to the point I passed out. I understood that since we were doing a snuff movie, she had no wishes for me to be nearly so kind to my daughter.

Abruptly feeling my passions rise, I had no intention of giving the little cock-tease any support. There was no way now that I would even consider relaxing the powerful face fuck I was giving my pretty, helplessly bound dog-raped child. She was mine! I had brought her into this world, had raised her, and as her mother had earned the right to assist her on the way out!

Ally’s mouth was desperately biting at my cunt to get me to back off, and I could feel the suction of her lungs drawing my flesh instead of air in. The effect, instead of deterring me, was to elevate my passion, and to cause me to face-fuck the little bitch harder. Not even Amanda could stop me now, nor would she want to.

As I came, I felt the little bitch’s face and entire body arch in her total agony, and at last sag and go limp. What a rush! I had just killed my little girl with my own desperate need for sexual passion. I had successfully snuffed dear little Ally by suffocating her with my cunt, holding her face tightly against me as I came in my own shuddering orgasm.

My joy juices had gone dribbling down over Ally’s eyes as my hips were bucking forward over her face. Amanda and the whole cast and crew cheered me on! This had been a team effort, and I was a key part of the team, the killer who actually took the life of my own darling girl, suffocating her with my cunt!

She was done! I had killed my own daughter! And I was so excited and stimulated I came again! I was a hateful mother, and had, for the second time, become a child murderer! Hannah had meant nothing to me, but his time it was my own child I killed! I couldn’t believe how exciting that recognition made me!

The whole cast and crew saw what kind of woman I was, which Amanda already knew about me, and the truth was I had turned out to be much like them. I was a heartless child killer, who took pleasure in doing such an incredible thing. I had just killed my own fucking daughter, to satiate my own passion!

At this point I heard a very high-pitched tone. It was almost at the top of my hearing range. Carlos had blown a dog whistle as a signal to his dog. Immediately Adolf went into action to take control of things. His cock was still buried deep and pumping in Ally’s cunt. His big jaws spread wide open, his vicious teeth looking enormous. He suddenly sprang toward me.

I thought he was going to bite my cunt as he lunged forward, his big cock still fully anchored in Ally’s now lifeless cunt, but instead his jaws clamped closed on her arched and stretched throat. He accomplished two things, but both too late. He ripped out her throat in his blood-soaked jaws, and in doing so broke her neck, growling in canine delight.

Carlos and the satanists cheered him on. This gave the video an impressive ending, and the vicious dog had given me an out. It appeared it was him, not me, that had killed my little slut-bitch. I was now free of the little cunt, and had lots of video and stills, thanks to Amanda, to remember her by.

Deep down I wanted to remember her as a filthy little cunt that deserved to die a horrible death.

The world was spinning as I heard the director call out, “And cut!  Great job guys, you all nailed it, especially you mother-face-fucker! Amazing action, another great fuck and snuff, gang! That is a wrap!”

It was done. I had got not only my sexy poses of my daughter, nude in a pornographer’s studio, but had got far, far more. The little bitch had suffocated to death, her mouth and nose covered by my thrusting cunt, giving her face a death-grip that caused her to die for my carnal pleasure!

I was struggling to get my head around what we had just done. I stood, stunned, trying to grasp the enormity of what had just happened, and the atrocious crime we, I, had just committed. What a journey this had been, with just two visits to Amanda’s photo and production studios.

She was an amazing woman, an outstanding beauty, an enthused kiddie-snuff pornographer and an incredible lover. She knew how to push my hot buttons, and did so with an absorbing passion. I turned and reached for my clothes, which were still lying in a crumple where I had shed them. I was quivering so much from the excitement I could hardly function.

As I pulled on the hot tube dress I had worn, with the large oval opening to reveal all of my tummy and the top of my erect clit, and then stepped into my outrageous spike heels, Amanda came over to me, and as the set was struck and Ally’s ravaged little carcass removed for discrete disposal, it’s artificial tail wagging from the asshole as they removed her.

Amanda looked at me in approval as I stood, teetering in my outrageous five-inch spike heeled shoes, in my micro-tube dress, the opening in front revealing everything. As I stood there being examined, my elongated nipples and raging clit hanging out, I realized I was indeed nothing but a cunt!

She examined me, the perfect example of lust run wild, the peak expression of parental pulchritude. I felt like the totally sexual being I had become, and stood proudly, my breasts mostly revealed, as was the top of my vagina. We now had a highly productive conversation. It included a surprising offer, as well as an alternative.

“That was a beautiful kill,” Amanda said, as if it were something that might happen every day. “My video fans and buyers love to watch naked little girls die such a spectacular death!”

I realized for her that was not far off. She was in the snuff business, as well as producing exciting, horrifying child rape videos.

“You did an amazing job of offing her, and I believe you show a lot of promise for this kind of business. Would you be interested in working with me, in a key and responsible position, producing exciting snuff videos?”

She had caught me at the right time. With rising interest, I realized she was right.

Few people would find that participating in this kind of action was as sexually stimulating and exciting as I did, and I was surprised that realization made me feel a swell of pride. I was now an accomplished snuff artist, and by hanging Hannah and wasting my own little daughter, had proved myself a capable killer.

What was startling was that I felt no remorse. None. People would sit in their studies at their computers, or in front of their televisions, and even at snuff video parties, shamelessly masturbating as they watched me perform, purposefully participating in the killing of my own sweet daughter.

I had a shapely, fit, sexy and stimulating body, was still fairly young at twenty-three, and was able to turn on the likes of Carlos, who had been quite pleased to get his cock into me, even though he was technically not so much a video fuck stud for adult women as he was an acknowledged pedophile and kiddy rapist.

“Are you a satanist?” I asked, wondering where the idea to use them on set came from, “Are any of those actors satanists?”

What interested me was the source of the evil I saw and had participated in. it couldn’t have simply come from nowhere, and I was curious about how I found it to be so stimulating.

“No. but viewers like to have something to hang their hat on. I believe all religious faiths, whether people claim to be Christian, Mormon, Jewish, Muslim, Hindu or even Buddhists, which is more a belief system, are all looking for the same thing, which is to belong, to be part of something, and somehow validated. I never judge people for what they believe. Everyone to their own way.”

“I never thought of it that way,” I said, “I guess that makes sense. But why do I find such passion in heartless killing?”

“You’re a cunt, and cunts love to hurt people, some more than others. You’re one of the some. It’s as simple as that. Children on the playground have few inhibitions, and they display their need to hurt others admirably. We’re just talking about normal human nature.

“I could make good use of someone with your particular tastes, interests and abilities, and endurance to complete what you begin, to work for me, to take a leading role in the business and in the videos, to the degree you’d be comfortable. There are many places you could fit in, if you wanted to.”

The beautiful and talented woman pornographer Amanda had just effectively pushed another one of my hot buttons. She was inviting me to become like her, a woman who is driven by her clit, and all that implies. She is an accomplished photographer and kiddie pornographer, wanting me to join her!

“I’d like you to work with women who come to my studio to have shots done of their little girls, and develop a relationship with them, to move them toward your way of thinking, then getting them to come to New Mexico to have an experience like yours, if you get my drift. I could use a recruiter with your attitude, enthusiasm and persuasive personality.

“That would be for two months at a time in LA, alternating with two one-month stays working here at the studio, developing variations on what you did so well with your kiddie-cunt Ally. We could make some great videos together! Just imagine having the creative freedom to produce a lot more exciting snuff videos!

“If that seems to be a bit beyond your range, which I don’t believe it is, I also need someone with the skill to train young boys about sex, how to masturbate, and then to copulate with girls and to treat them as all females should be treated. To do all of it with an audience watching them perform as young studs. I’m convinced you would do very well with any of those assignments.”

I hesitated, to think of the logistics, and in that moment Amanda once more surprised me when she pulled out a small sharp knife. She grabbed my wrist, pushing one hand behind my back to hold me firmly in position, and then pressed the pointed tip into my lower tummy so hard I could feel the skin break.

“In the alternative, if you like we could maybe open this pretty tight tummy of yours, and while we’re at it, just so you experience it all, we could gut you alive. You’ve never seen your own gleaming piggly-wigglies, have you? Human guts are very much like the intestines of pigs, and in fact pig guts are frequently used in fake ripping and evisceration of human scenes for movies.

“We never fake the gutting of a naked woman or girls, when the real thing is so much more realistic, and the screams produced are completely genuine. There’s nothing like reality to convince an audience they’re watching the real thing. Producing human viscera is so much more believable than faking it with pig guts.

“You must be aware,” she continued in an assertive tone, “There is also a market for adult snuff videos. People will pay a great deal for a video they can share with their friends, to see a beautiful, cultured well-built woman like yourself being raped, tortured with creative cuts and ribs snapped, and then perhaps see her being ripped and gutted alive.

“Wealthy hostesses love to shock and impress their guests with the screening of the gore-filled snuff of a beautiful, sophisticated woman, stripped naked. You would be surprised at how many parties feature the presentation of one or more of my high-quality videos of the creative killing of a beauty who is presented as a society woman.

“As you might imagine, I have personally produced more than sixty such videos for the snuff market. Thousands of each were distributed all over the world, and I’m proud to say they sold out fast. We had to order a second and then a third run on each of them.”

I could see how much Amanda was enjoying this.

“If producing doesn’t interest you, then like your lovely and sexy little daughter Ally, you could star in a video all of your own. People could enjoy watching you being stripped, raped, sexually abused, and then ripped and eviscerated alive by a nude pair of creative cunt and belly carvers.”

Amanda beamed, knowing she had placed me firmly between the proverbial rock and a hard place. She was going to make what I did my personal choice. She smiled seductively.

“You’ve got the guts for it. What do you think of that, dear friend, would you like me to make you a producer of snuff videos, or would you prefer that I make you a star?”

THE END