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Feature Writer: Regis
Feature Title: THE TV AUDITION
Published: 02.12.2024
Story Codes: Young Ones, Abuse, Rape, Racial, Snuff
Synopsis: Mavis is a teenage single mom, and she and her daughter have been making some money to get by acting in pornographic TV commercials and shorts to be shown in theaters ahead of porno movies. She gets invited to a special audition for both moms and little daughters, and it turns into something much more than she could have expected, even with her experience.
The TV Audition
Mavis sat naked, uncomfortable with her six-year-old daughter Janice who was equally naked, sitting on her lap, her legs spread so that her cute little split puffy pussy was on full display, her developing little clit-hood prominent at the top, looking ready to take a rough rape.
The inner shaft of her bare baby cuntlet was open, stretched to be gaping by recently being occupied by a borrowed play-toy, her mother’s studded dildo. The deliciously swelled and highly stimulated female child’s sex organ was as cute as a kiddie-cunt could get.
Her mother’s friends always found the child’s little bare pussy enticing, and the men she frequently brought home loved to teach the child the applications of a tantalizing little girl’s cuntlet riding a raging stiff penis. They would lie on their back, and teach the child how to pole dance on their cocks.
Pretty little Janice was sobbing in short gasps at the horror of what was happening to them; Mavis was nearly silent, moaning in gasps as the steady plunging of the thick black penis of the nude negro man pumping powerfully into her throat, which effectively choked her. She hated being violently raped and then face-fucked by a nigger!
This was looking ugly. She had received a letter inviting her to audition for a mother-daughter role in a TV commercial. God knows that as a single and unemployed mother on welfare, she could use the money, and with her daughter also being hired, she not only wouldn’t have to pay for a sitter but would have two incomes for the gig.
Since the fascist government had come into power, all kinds of regulations had been cancelled, including on what could be broadcast, and the use of naked children was now common in commercials, which had led to the use of child rape and even torture scenes, not faked. Things weren’t what they used to be.
What could be better than receiving a personal invitation for the part? She had done lots of TV and movie bits, but this was special. The note was from a woman executive at an ad agency who said she had seen them in the park, playing with a cute dog. Little Janice had worn only hand-me-down panties that day because of the heat.
The panties had belonged to the older daughter of a friend, were two sizes too large for her, with an open rent through the crotch, and because she was playing in the wading pool with the material hanging low and bundled due to being wet, the slit of her little vulva as she moved was often fully visible.
Of course, Mavis was cool with this; Janice was just a little girl, and who’d be interested in ogling the immature bare vagina of a child? The answer lay in the popularity of the kiddie porno TV commercials that provided a bit of extra income for single mothers who had so little. Janice had appeared in many.
Mavis had also dressed for the heat and wore a blouse that was tied up under her large breasts like a wife beater, with her midriff, deep navel and impressive cleavage on display. She also wore a pair of tight panties, because she was frequently in the pool, looking after her daughter.
The transparent material clung to her clean-shaven pussy, presenting a flesh-colored split mound thanks to their overt transparency. Dominant were the spread lips of her open cunt, as female organs were now considered things of beauty, and her pussy was outstanding.
The pressure of the tight material covering her cunt provided a wonderful view to whoever cared to look at her distinct camel toe. The woman had said in her note she had liked what she had seen, and her words were so encouraging that Mavis had worn the same panties, confident she would be selected.
At nineteen, Mavis was a beautiful young woman who had experienced tough teen years, forced to leave home at twelve, when her father had impregnated her. Thanks to welfare checks and homeless shelters, she had somehow managed in tough times.
When she was thirteen, with her infant just a year old, she would get another young mother to care for Janice while she worked at a TV studio appearing naked in commercials that included rape, one in particular that was for a diaphragm to prevent pregnancy when girls in their early teens were raped.
When she had returned home from shooting her first TV diaphragm commercial, she discovered the thirteen-year-old girl she had trusted with her infant daughter had been paid to allow some boys to rape the kid, stealing any chance at making more from giving up the virginity of her little girl.
In the diaphragm commercials, and she was in a dozen of them, there were intimate close-ups of the diaphragm being inserted, placed deep inside her cunt to cover her cervix, and then, appearing to be wearing one when she was not, she did the rape scenes.
Because she wouldn’t wear one while being raped, Mavis was often impregnated. She earned extra money by appearing in abortion videos, in which an older woman, already in her thirties, used a plastic or metal knitting needle to go into her uterus and remove a growing sprog.
She made some money by allowing the woman to abort her for the probing cameras. These short abortion films were used as fillers, instead of silly cartoons, in movie theaters. They also played short films of nude nearly teenage girls giving birth to their first sprogs, which were also popular.
With the video work and the help of community services, Mavis was able to keep herself and her daughter Janice, who had just turned seven, semi-decently clothed, at least by current evolving community standards. She didn’t have a regular job, but got some money outside the bar at closing time, fucking drunks for cash in the alley.
The Ad Agency’s studio was in a seedy part of town, but that probably saved them on rent for the big building. There were other young mothers and daughters there when she arrived, and when her turn came, the receptionist led them to the audition room.
Before they could go, she had to fill out and sign what seemed to be endless forms, and without knowing it she had signed away her bank account, her insurance policy and her one credit card. Mavis was not prepared for being met by two muscular naked men, a white and a black.
Both were hunks sporting raging erections, the tips dribbling pre-ejaculation fluid. These men were horny as hell. They firmly grabbed the young mother and daughter, dragged them into a large film studio, and roughly stripped off what little clothing they wore.
Without warning they thrust their penises into the dry holes of the two naked females, the nigger on Mavis and the white stud on her six-year-old daughter. Just that suddenly, what she had seen as the opportunity for parts in a commercial disappeared, to be replaced by what was proving to be just another brutally vicious rape scene.
The studio lights were bright, as the TV camera crew was recording the obscene event. Not only that, but Mavis saw there was a studio audience! What Mavis found most startling as the nigger gave her a power fuck was the six-foot-long shiny steel shaft the white guy was holding.
The stud’s eyes were on her little daughter Janice, and his intentions were clear. The big son-of-a-bitch was planning to make a long pig out of a short girl! The nigger, who had finished his rape of the young daughter, grabbed Mavis’ head and thrust his black penis into her mouth.
He gave her a violent face-fuck. He grabbed her ears to ensure he could keep her face anchored on his huge cock, and the white, setting down the steel shaft, grasped Janice by the waist and lifted the suddenly screaming child from her mother’s grasp.
He raised her high and brought her cute cuntlet to his wide-open mouth. The beautiful naked little girl was so traumatized that she started to pee. That did not appear to bother the man in the least. He clamped his mouth to her piss-spurting cuntlet, engulfing the impudent little female sex organ in his jaws.
It was evident to Mavis his tongue was busy probing and pushing, and with a sharp scream from her daughter, Mavis realized the man had entered her cuntlet with his tongue, plunging the strong oral organ, that on a woman would be called her bitching muscle.
He thrust his tongue deep into her daughter’s open cuntlet, so recently occupied by the nigger’s cock. Pre-ejaculation fluid leaked from the head of his penis as he lowered the naked child so that her now bloodied pussy came to rest over the broadly flared male glans.
Mavis struggled valiantly in a futile attempt to get her head free of the black’s powerful grasp. She was locked on the pumping pounding cock in her throat. There was nothing she could do to protect her ravaged little daughter from the horrific rape.
The white stud twisted the child, her vagina spread wide, the vestibule cupping the impossibly broad head of the man’s penis, and then the naked rapist suddenly thrust with all his might. His rigid shaft broke into the distressed child’s sex cavity, filling her newly-liberated vagina.
Janice was certain that with the shrill sound of Janice’s piercing screams, the Ad Agency’s receptionist would call for help. That was the only possibility that came to her mind. The black suddenly pulled his penis out of her throat and struck her with his fist with such force she was knocked to the floor.
Mavis was momentarily stunned and unable to get up. Her eyes bulged as the naked nigger, after kicking her several times, took hold of the steel shaft and pressed its sharp point into the rectum of her child, who was riding the pounding penis of the white stud.
While the white fucked her lovely little girl, the nigger took the shaft in both hands and steadily pushed it deep between the buttocks of the struggling naked child. With a display of remarkable strength, he forced the stout shaft up into her colon, and with powerful tenacity thrust it on up into the slender torso of the child.
Now Mavis screamed, as the shaft continued without pause right through the besieged torso of her naked little girl until at last the impaling rod emerged from her mouth. She was now fully impaled, and her screaming stopped as the shaft slid through her throat and took her young life.
The other end of the shaft was still a few feet from the child’s rectum, and the tip stood three feet out of her mouth. The men spread Mavis’ legs and pushed the bloody tip of the pole into her vagina. They continued to push until Janice’s widespread mouth kissed her mother’s steel-stuffed cunt.
At that point, the end of the shaft emerged between Mavis’s spread lips, and she was now completely impaled on the same shaft as her daughter. This was indeed a handsome bitch-ka-bob they had made of the mother-daughter applicants for a place in a TV commercial.
It was then that both enormous pulsing penises began to spew out jets their steaming semen in powerful and synchronized ejaculations. Both bitches, mother and daughter, rode the incredible shaft. The muscular merciless men, as naked as the woman and girl, had made themselves a beautiful bitch-kabob.
Five television cameras had recorded the entire twenty-minute event, from the best revealing angles, and the program had been live-streamed to a paying audience of half a million people around the world. Four naked assistants appeared, a group of naked pretty blonde fourteen-year-olds.
The long-legged and well-endowed young girls, wearing only spike heels, hauled away the erotic-looking dead meat on the impaling shaft, and then returned to clean up the mess and replace the pole with a fresh shiny one. There was going to be another impaling!
The receptionist appeared and informed the second crew of naked men, this one made up of a Chink and a Latino, that the next pair of mother-daughter applicants had arrived. She said she would keep the naked twenty-year-old single mother and her beautiful seven-year-old daughter busy.
They would be filling out meaningless forms, as well as signing away their bank account and any insurance until the men were ready. While they worked the first pair could regenerate their strength, restoring their firm erections after their massive ejaculations, and were ready to conduct the next deadly audition.
And so it went, hour after hour, day after day, for two pairs of insatiable sadistic studs and wealthy businesswomen who employed them, the wife of the City’s mayor and an entrepreneur, who was making millions for each of their grossly obscene and lethal hourly performances.
THE END