Elena Koshka - Anne - Act Two: The Escape
ANNE - ACT TWO: THE ESCAPE
SCENE opens inside Mr. Hands' closet. Anne is seated, curled up in a ball, when she hears the knob slowly turn. The door opens, as Sally crawls in towards her friend, her bad leg dragging behind her. In a hushed tone, she tells Anne to stay quiet and they slowly crawl out together. Mr. Hands is passed out on his desk. As soon as the girls get out of the office, they quickly tip-toe through the common areas to the front door. Anne turns to thank her friend and Sally hands her Mr. Westfield's address. 'I copied it off the letter on Hands' desk while he was resting,' she says triumphantly. Anne hugs her friend. Sally smiles, reaching into her pocket and retrieving the necklace. 'Thought you might need this too,' she adds. Anne kisses her, before running off the property and into the night.
A car pulls up outside a large estate and Anne steps out, thanking the driver for letting her hitch a ride. It drives off leaving her to take in Mr. Westfield's mansion for the first time. It's the biggest, most luxurious house she has ever seen! But, as Anne looks down at her shabby outfit and dirty hands, she has a moment of self-doubt and starts to walk away when a gardener notices her. He calls out, asking who she is and Anne mumbles that she is here to see Ms. Farling. She is the orphan. Another gardener comes around the corner and notices her. He gives the girl a long look before using his intercom to call someone. 'Right this way,' he tells her, as both workers accompany the girl to the front steps.
A butler opens the door. He is very polished and handsome, dressed in a tuxedo. 'She is the girl that Ms. Farling told us about,' one of the gardeners says. The butler dismisses them before turning his eyes to the girl. 'You are the prettiest orphan I have ever seen!' He says. 'What is your name and how old are you?' Anne replies, and the butler extends his hand, inviting her inside.
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The Foyer. As the butler starts to explain the layout, Ms. Farling rushes into the room. She is still in her dressing gown and seems surprised that Anne is here alone. 'Sweetheart,' she says. 'I wasn't expecting you so soon. Is Hands still here? I have some papers for him to sign.' Not wanting to reveal what happened, Anne lies that he dropped her off at the gate but had to leave. Slightly agitated, as if expecting to have more time to prepare for the girl's arrival, Ms. Farling accepts her story. 'I see you've met Bruno, our butler,' she says, placing a warm hand on the butler's chest. He bows slightly. 'He will be at your service, morning, noon and night. But, let me show you the rest of the house. We have a lot to do today to get you prepared!'
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In a long tracking shot, the trio walk into the kitchen, where a CHEF is busy whisking in a bowl. She stops and stares at the girl. 'This is our personal chef, Mrs. Orchard,' Ms. Farling says before lowering her voice to a whisper. 'She is a little eccentric, but her food is delicious, I promise!' Anne laughs. They move to the living area, where a beautiful maid is extending herself to dust the tall corners of the room. Her stature is accentuated by a somewhat revealing outfit. 'This is Hilda, our housekeeper,' Ms. Farling says. The maid rushes over and gives Anne a warm hug, kissing her on each cheek. 'You are so perfect,' she says softly. 'daddy is sure to love you!' Anne looks up at Ms. Farling in confusion and the assistant grips her shoulders tightly. 'That's just what we call Mr. Westfield in this house,' she tells Anne. 'He is such a role model that I like to think of him as a father figure. It is very important to treat him with respect.' They keep walking, with the maid joining the group. Ms. Farling and the staff knowingly exchange glances, as Anne walks ahead of them innocently. They pass a darkened wing of the house, where a GAURD is standing watch. 'Who is that?' Anne whispers. Ms. Farling quickens her pace, explaining that this is daddy's office. He is inside right now, having a very important meeting and cannot be disturbed. That's why he has protection. Anne looks at the guard nervously. 'Come quickly,' Ms. Farling says. 'You are supposed to be a surprise for daddy ... and I don't want to ruin it.' They turn a corner and spot another well-dressed man. 'This is Michael, our driver,' Ms. Farling continues. 'He will take you wherever you wish to go. We have 12 different cars on the property.' Anne says hello shyly while the handsome driver kisses her hand and introduces himself. He joins them, and they move the tour upstairs.
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The second floor. As Ms. Farling explains the house's various features and rules, Anne looks around at the staff following them. They are all smiling at her intently. It makes her a little uncomfortable, mostly because she has never had so much attention focused on herself. She sticks close to Ms. Farling and asks the assistant if she really thinks that Mr. Westfield can help her find her real parents. The assistant stops and curtly reminds the orphan that, in this house, he is not Mr. Westfield. He is daddy. She must not forget that. It is a very important rule. Anne apologies but Ms. Farling cuts her off. 'There is no need to apologize, my darling. We are all here to help make sure you give off the best possible first impression tonight when you meet him,' she says. 'I know he is going to be so surprised when he sees that I've brought him a beautiful girl!' Anne looks down at herself again and mutters about not feeling very beautiful. Ms. Farling assures her that it is their responsibility during her stay to ensure she is treated like a princess. Anne should enjoy all the spoils of being at home here -- just as if she were daddy's real daughter. 'And then we can look for my parents?' Anne asks. Ms. Farling nods, adding that if anyone has the right connections to find them, it will be daddy. The staff eye each other and the girl lustfully.
'What would you like us to do first, Anne?' the butler asks, putting his arms on Anne's waist. 'We will do anything you want!' adds the driver. Ms. Farling smiles as the maid grabs Anne's shoulders from behind. 'How about we get you cleaned up?' She says, whispering in her ear. Anne gulps before slowly nodding and telling them that a shower would be nice. 'I think you're really going to like it here!' The assistant says warmly, leaning in to kiss the young orphan on the cheek.
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The bathroom. Anne is naked in the shower, being washed by Ms. Farling and the maid who have taken off their clothes to join her. She seems very awkward at their touch but is trying to fit in -- she wants to like it here. She needs to like it here. As they sensually scrub her body, Ms. Farling tells the orphan all about their boss. He is such a high-profile, busy man that he has never settled down or had a family of his own. When she began planning this charity event, she knew it was a perfect opportunity to change that. She wants to give daddy a feeling he's never been able to enjoy, despite his success. Ms. Farling seems so proud of her plan that Anne doesn't want to bring up her parents again. It might seem rude. But, that's all that she can think about. The women continue to stress the point of making a good first impression to daddy, so much so that Anne becomes very visibly anxious about it. The maid asks the orphan if she is OK and, after some coaxing, Anne admits that she's nervous to meet him. She's never been given so much before and she doesn't want to screw it up. Ms. Farling starts to steer the conversation towards how she and her staff deal with stress. They help each other relax, in every possible way. Taking a cue from the assistant, the maid chimes in to ask if Anne has ever enjoyed an orgasm. Anne confesses that she's never had one -- she won't admit what happened with Mr. Hands, but she alludes to having had a past negative experience. The women are surprised and insist that they help her -- especially if she wants to be relaxed for this evening. After a bit of coaxing, Anne agrees. She trusts the women. The maid and Ms. Farling work together to make Anne cum before leading the overwhelmed girl out of the shower where the butler and driver are waiting. They dry her off and then ask permission to make her orgasm too. Anne hesitates again but Ms. Farling reiterates the importance of what they are doing. They are only trying to help her prepare for tonight. 'And you really think that daddy will be able to find my parents?' Ms. Farling says yes, and Anne ultimately agrees. She has come so far already, she can't stop now. The staff take turns having sex and pleasuring her.
After they have finished, Ms. Farling dismisses the others, so she can help get Anne dressed. Excited at the prospect of giving daddy his surprise, the assistant proclaims she has the perfect outfit set aside!
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The dining room. Anne sits at a beautifully appointed table, wearing a stylish red dress and looking like the opposite of the orphan who arrived just hours earlier. The entire staff is also seated but the head of the table remains empty. After a long, awkward pause, daddy bursts into the room flagged by his guard. He is on his phone with his lawyer, clearly in a very bad mood, and pays no attention to the girl sitting beside him. The staff look at each other anxiously. Slamming his phone down, he demands to know what's being served as the CHEF ladles some soup into his bowl. 'Roasted carrot with crème fraiche,' she replies. daddy makes a face and starts eating, as he tells Ms. Farling to go over his itinerary for the rest of the week. His assistant pulls out her tablet and starts to break it down for him while Anne twitches in anticipation. At a certain point, daddy looks over and notices her. 'Who the hell is this kid?' He asks his assistant gruffly. Ms. Farling reminds him about the upcoming charity event he's hosting and how she was tasked to bring in an orphan to spend the week with him as part of the publicity campaign. daddy looks Anne up and down before replying that he thought she was going to get a child. 'How old are you?' He asks. Anne replies meekly that she is eighteen. daddy grunts and tells Ms. Farling that a teenage girl is the last thing he needs in his house. Ms. Farling protests, advising him that it would be a nice idea to have him spend some quality time with a nice young woman, since he isn't married and never had a daughter. He stares at her coldly without responding. 'Besides ...' she nervously adds. 'It will look very good for your image, daddy. It will show the public a softer side to the Westfield empire and, hopefully, downplay some of the recent rumors...' daddy mulls this over before finally agreeing and asking for the next course.
While everyone eats their meal, Ms. Farling keeps encouraging Anne to talk about herself. She tells the businessman all about her life in the orphanage, the other girls she grew up with, and how happy she is to have been chosen to represent him as his daughter for the week. daddy remains cold despite all her efforts to charm him and the staff are so preoccupied with making sure the pair get along that is causes a lot of tension around the table. Finally, daddy excuses himself for bed and leaves abruptly, accompanied by his guard. Anne is crestfallen.
'He hates me, I just know it!' She says pitifully. 'Please don't send me back Ms. Farling ... I'll do anything to stay!' Hugging her tightly as the rest of the staff solemnly clear the table, Ms. Farling tells her not to give up. She will make sure Anne is not sent back to the orphanage. But, she needs her to be a little more convincing. daddy has a hard shell, but he is soft on the inside. All he needs is to feel like he is in control of the situation. That's how he runs his business. Anne asks what else she can do and, helping her to her feet, Ms. Farling suggests she go and say goodnight to the man - alone. If she can prove what a good girl she is, daddy will surely want her to stay and help her find her parents. As Ms. Farling accompanies Anne to the stairwell, she reminds her of how good the staff made her feel earlier. Anne nods nervously. 'That is how daddy likes it too,' the assistant adds. 'Remember that!' They walk to daddy's door, where the guard is standing. Ms. Farling tells him that Anne is going in to say goodnight and he lets her pass. She glances back at Ms. Farling, who shoos her in with a final look of encouragement. When she disappears, the assistant turns back to the guard and tells him to take a break. She needs to monitor this herself. The guard flashes her a quick smile and speaks for the first time. 'Bringing him a teenage orphan ... that's low even for you, Farling!' he jokes. 'Yes,' Ms. Farling replies curtly 'I know. But anything is better than the hookers at this point!' The guard walks off, leaving the assistant alone at the door.
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daddy's bedroom. The man is under the covers, in his pajamas, and on his phone when Anne enters timidly. 'What are you doing in here?' He demands, shocked to see her. 'Nobody comes in my room without my permission!' Anne, putting on a brave face, marches over to the bed and tells him that she wants to say goodnight. They may have got off to the wrong foot downstairs, but she wants him to know that she is the best possible orphan for his charity event. daddy is not amused. He asks if his assistant put her up to this. 'That woman is always meddling in my private affairs,' he grumbles. Anne bites her lip and sits down on the bed boldly. 'Now listen daddy,' she says. 'You are rich, powerful, and very intimidating. When I walked into your house today, I knew I had walked in to somewhere special. And I'm going to be the greatest daughter you've ever dreamed of -- even if it is only for pretend!' daddy cuts Anne off and gets right into her face. 'I don't need a daughter,' he replies. 'I just need a photo op!' Anne shrinks back. She mumbles something about being a good girl. daddy laughs. 'When I want a girl, I hire one. I don't want to be your fucking parent!' He barks, turning back to his phone. 'Now get out of here before I call security.'
Anne slowly gets off the bed and starts towards the door, crying. She knows that daddy is the key to her future, to finding her real parents. If she leaves now, she leaves with nothing. Like Ms. Farling said, she just needs to convince him. Something inside her snaps and Anne spins around. 'You're wrong!' she screams, storming back to his bedside. 'You do need someone to love. Not someone you have to pay for; someone who will worship you and respect you!' She breaks down before him, twitching in her red dress. 'I have spent eighteen years searching for my parents. They abandoned me. But you won't!' daddy doesn't know what to do. He tells the frazzled girl to away from him. She's a god-damn kid, what will the press think? Anne starts to cry in a panic. 'They will think I am going to be your new daughter. I promise to be a good girl for you. I promise you will come to love me ... if you just give it a chance. I will do anything you ask, daddy! BUT I'M NOT LEAVING THIS ROOM!' She starts to climb on the bed towards him as he shrinks back, yelling for Ms. Farling. 'She only wants what's best for you too,' Anne continues pleading. 'Just give me a try, daddy... I need your help!' daddy gets very angry and leaps out of bed to physically escort Anne out. She kicks and screams as he struggles to carry her to the door. In desperation, she starts to kiss and grab at him too. They struggle before he throws her back on the bed. 'Are you making a pass at me, little girl?' He growls, towering over her. 'Because I will tear you up!' Not knowing what to do, the tear-streaked orphan tells him yes, if that's what he wants. He can do whatever he wants to her if he will just let her stay and help her afterwards. Her constant advances awaken something inside of daddy and the icy, distant man rips her dress off. Staring down at the naked girl, he reveals himself and tells her to suck it. It's been days since he could hire a girl anyway.
The harder he pounds; the more Anne calls him daddy and begs for him to accept her. She slowly breaks the man down. His hate fucking slowly turns into passionate sex, with the pair kissing and acting lovingly by the time daddy cums inside of her. Their sex is INTERCUT with shots of Ms. Farling watching and masturbating from outside the door.
After they have finished, Anne kisses daddy and they share a tender moment. Ms. Farling enters and, giving her boss a knowing look, informs Anne that it is time for bed. 'You see, I always have your best interests at heart, don't I daddy?' She says and leads the naked orphan out of the room, holding her hand. The man falls back on his bed and a smile crosses his face.
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Anne's new bedroom. Ms. Farling tucks Anne in and kisses her on the forehead, telling her how proud she is of everything the young orphan did to prove herself. She knew Anne was special! Once alone, Anne says a short prayer to her parents. She tells them that she is doing everything she can so that one day they will be reunited. Hopefully. She snoozes happily, holding on to her broken heart.
Chloe Foster - Anal Doesn't Count
ANAL DOESN'T COUNT
TEEN HAS ONLY ANAL SEX TO HIDE THAT SHE'S NOT A VIRGIN FROM PARENTS
In her bedroom in the morning, 18-year-old Bethany is kneeling on the floor by her bedside, hunched over the bed in prayer. She appears sweet and innocent as she says thanks God for keeping her family safe, happy, and provided for, united by their love of God. She thanks God for giving her the strength to love and forgive even those who turn away from His divine light. She asks God to be with her for her calculus test this Friday... if it's not too much trouble, of course. And lastly, she promises to God that she will remain pure and chaste in body and mind, to act as his humble servant. Midway through the prayer, however, we begin to clue in that she may not be innocent and sincere after all -- we see that her eyes keep shifting back towards her partly open bedroom door, and seems to be projecting her voice just loud enough to be heard outside her room. Her sweet demeanor starts dripping with irony towards the end of her prayer. Finally, she earnestly crosses herself and says 'Amen!' before patting her lap with her hands contentedly. Mere moments later, a man's voice in the other room calling out to her -- 'Bethany, time for school!' Bethany raises her head up for the first time, looking just past the camera. She has a sarcastic smirk on her face for a long moment, before it suddenly changes to a perky and innocent smile. 'Coming, daddy!' she exclaims, before getting up off her knees, grabbing her animal backpack off the bed, and skipping out the room.
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Bethany is walking home that same day after school. Her demeanor now that she's properly alone is extremely different from before. Though she's dressed in the same cute outfit and animal backpack as before, she walks with a swagger and is eyeing the houses to her left and right with a deviant, almost prowling expression. She stops for a moment as one house in particular catches her eye -- farther up the lawn, a young fit man is doing some yardwork, dirty and covered in sweat. She licks and bites her lips lustily. She unclips her skirt and removes it-- wearing a much shorter sluttier skirt underneath -- and stashes the longer skirt in her backpack. She also removes her headband and shakes her hair out a bit, and stashes that in her bag as well before walking up the driveway towards the house.
She advances up the driveway slowly, methodically. From a male gaze POV, we follow her slow walk from behind, with a tight focus on the shape of her ass cheeks bouncing into view under her skirt. As she gets closer, the man notices her and pauses what he's doing. 'Sorry, I don't want any cookies or whatever you're selling, thank you,' he shouts a bit briskly to her before trying to return back to his labor. She doesn't stop her slow approach. 'Hey,' he shouts again, 'this is private property, you can't be here.' She still doesn't stop -- from his perspective, we see her giggle and bite her finger, but she otherwise still doesn't respond. Frustrated, he drops his tools and growls 'What, are you deaf or something? YOU...' he points to her exaggeratedly... 'need to GO...' as he shoos her away with his hands. She giggles and turns around, and he's relieved to think she's getting the message. 'YES, finally,' he exclaims, though Bethany doesn't move to leave like he expected. Before he can react, Bethany lifts up the back of her skirt, briefly pops her finger into her mouth, pulls it out, and then sticks her wet finger Anal doesn't count teen has only anal sex to hide that she's not a virgin from parents into her asshole with a moan. Throughout this, she is looking back at the man, who is stunned and not sure how to react. 'Holy shit,' is all he can think of to mutter under his breath. Bethany giggles, and teasingly brings her finger back up to her mouth for a taste. She adds a second finger to her mouth, and then brings them both back down to tease her butthole with two fingers now. She winks at the man, who is standing there dumbstruck, not sure how to react to this sudden turn of events. Bethany takes her fingers back out, and pulls a phone out of her shirt pocket and dials a contact. She gestures for the man to 'shhh' while the phone rings. 'Hi, daddy!' she says cheerfully to an unheard voice on the other line. In a bubbly voice, she tells her father that she's going to be late for dinner, she's spending time with a friend (at this, she winks at the onlooking man). Yes, she had a good day at school. Yes, of course she'll be careful walking home in the dark, not to worry. Yes, she'll have a great time at her friend's (another wink). She tells her father she has to go, they're about to say grace. She hangs up, and then looks back to the stranger. 'Now, where were we?' she says in a much more sultry tone.
SMASH CUT TO the interior of a bedroom, where the door bursts open. The stranger enters, carrying Bethany in a standing cowgirl position and making out with her furiously. After a few seconds of this, he brings her to the bed and throws her down, then starts undoing his pants frantically. She starts undressing too, but more nonchalantly, almost with catlike indifference. He peels off his shirt and is about to move in, but then pauses. 'Wait, you're 18 though, right?' She looks at him with a sarcastic pout. 'Awww, you men are so cute, always so worried about jailbait. Yes, I'm 18, you're not gonna get in aaaany trouble.' He asks what her name is, and she rolls her eyes and says 'ugh, don't spoil the mood,' before pulling him in for more aggressive kissing.
Sensing that she wants it to be a quickie, the stranger tries to proceed to the main event without any oral and moves to stick his dick in her pussy. She stops him and says 'nuh-uh, I only do anal. Got any lube?' He's taken aback, but reaches to his bedside table to fetch some -- not that he's complaining, but why only anal? She looks back at him with a wry smile -- because she's supposed to be a virgin on her wedding day, and all that archaic misogynistic bullshit her parents push on her. Lucky for her, she says, anal doesn't count. Her parents have no way to know. So he should quit all the yapping and fuck her in the ass - before she gets bored.
Amber Jade - Amber In The Hills: Part 3
Amber Jade shows up at a luxurious mansion that Manuel Ferrara, an upscale real estate agent, is hosting an open house for. Amber tries to seduce Manuel, offering to do 'the thing he was always begging for' while they were together - anal sex. Manuel resists her advances at first, but quickly snaps, unable to resist his ex's juicy ass. Manuel is willing to give Amber what she wants, as long as it's on his terms… and Amber is more than happy to take him up on the offer.
Sienna Day - Can You Feel That
The lovely Sienna Day is getting feeling back in her legs and lower body after an accident and she's returned to Dr. Danny D for a final check-up. Dr. D goes through a series of sensory tests with her using various tools. The results show that her sense of touch is fully functional and more sensitive than ever before! Getting turned on by the procedures, Sienna urges Dr. D to finish the session by testing her pussy's sense of touch… with the help of his cock.
LaSirena69 - Anal Craving Milfs 8
Dark-haired, pretty Lasirena69 is a young, real-life mom, and her body is as special as her name. She performs a poolside striptease, her big, tan-lined jugs and spectacularly curvy butt complemented by a leopard-print one-piece and heels. Aroused stud Mark enters the frame with a boner, and the sexy MILF kneels for a deepthroat blowjob. Mark rubs his meat in her ass crack and oils her thick cheeks. He delivers a doggie-style pussy pounding, and then an anal reaming. Lasirena69 responds with ass-to-mouth cocksucking. Legs splayed, she masturbates through more buttfucking. A skin-slamming anal ride makes her comely, round rear rumble. Lasirena69's face shows the joy of desperate, gaping sodomy in multiple positions, with breaks for more rectally flavored fellatio. She takes a syrupy cum facial.
Maddy O'Reilly - The Rectal Exam
THE RECTAL EXAM
Family doctor exploits favorite patient into anal sex exam
SCENE opens with the camera focused tightly on the exposed back of a woman with a stethoscope pressed against her skin. The camera travels as the doctor's hand slowly moves the stethoscope lower down the patient's back, which elicits a light gasp and giggle from the patient without us ever seeing her face. She exclaims that the metal is a bit cold. A close-up of just the doctor's mouth, biting his lip nervously, shows us that the exposed skin and flirty noises of his patient are distracting him. 'Sorry,' Dr. Sumner says with a bit of a dorky laugh, 'just one more deep breath please?' We watch her exposed back rise and fall slowly as she breathes deep, and Dr. Sumner stares at her mesmerized. 'Gooood,' he exclaims softly. Catching himself staring, he clears his throat and lifts the stethoscope off her back. As he turns back to stand across from his patient, we see she is a strikingly beautiful woman, Yvette. In fact, Dr. Sumner finds he has trouble taking his eyes off of her as he speaks. 'Well, your breathing checks out, blood pressure is normal, and your vaccinations are all up to date... was there anything else that's been worrying you that you wanted me to look into?' Yvette looks uncomfortable as she tries to broach the subject. Actually, yes, there was something else that's been bothering her recently, but it's a bit uncomfortable to talk about. Dr. Sumner assures her that no topic is off limits, especially not for his favorite patient, and Yvette gets a bit more relaxed. Well, she elaborates, she's been feeling some discomfort in her... well, her you know, ('butthole' she mutters hurriedly), ever since she tried anal sex for the first time with her boyfriend a couple of days ago.
Dr. Sumner is visibly taken aback, and he stutters over a response as he fidgets with his coat and tie. Yvette looks let down, she had hoped that Dr. Sumner would react more professionally than this, but he apologizes - it's simply because he's been treating her and her family since she was a little girl, sometimes he forgets she's a 22 year old woman now. But she's right, there's nothing to be ashamed of, what two consenting adults do in the privacy of their homes is not any of his business. He remarks that it's not uncommon for anal virgins to experience some pain and discomfort afterwards, and that the pain should subside after a day or two as long as she was careful, they went slowly, and used plenty of lubricant. Yvette, however, doesn't seem to have been put at ease - she's read about anal fissures and tearing and the like. Isn't he even going to take a look to make sure it isn't something more serious? Dr. Sumner starts to say that it's not necessary since her level of pain doesn't seem too severe, but then he cuts himself off. Actually, yes, she's absolutely right, he should perform a thorough examination. Just to be safe. So if she can just please lift up her dress, remove her underwear, and bend over the table...
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CUT back to just a few seconds after, only now in a male gaze perspective from behind Yvette as we stare straight onward at her bent over ass. Her pussy and butthole are on full display as she waits patiently for her doctor to take a look. He kneels down close, placing one firm hand on each cheek to spread them wider, and stares transfixed for several seconds.
'Um... doctor?' Yvette asks timidly. 'Is everything ok back there?' Dr. Sumner snaps out of his reverie and stutters that yes, he's just making a preliminary visual inspection before he runs more extensive tests. He periodically spreads her ass cheeks wide to provide the camera with ample close-up shots of her winking hole - this goes on for almost a minute, though the doctor is now more conscious to make it seem like a proper inspection by adding authoritative sounds like 'mm-hmm', 'ok', 'so far so good', etc. to keep Yvette feeling assured.
'Well, at first glance everything seems in order, but I'll of course have to palpate the inside of your rectum next, so you should brace yourself for some mild discomfort.' 'Palpate?' Yvette asks nervously, but Dr. Sumner explains that palpate just means examining by touch. It's just a clinical way of saying he'll be inserting his finger. With lubricant, of course. He asks her to remain in position while he dons his medical gloves - as he does this, we see that unbeknownst to Yvette, the doctor's attention remains fixated on her ass on display. He smears some lubricant onto his index and middle fingers, and then gets back into position behind her.
He reminds her that as he said, she might feel some slight discomfort - and then makes a bad joke about how he's sure it will be nothing compared to how it must have felt with her boyfriend sticking it in the other night. Yvette laughs nervously, not because it was funny but to make things less awkward. The doctor sticks one gloved finger in slowly, asking Yvette to describe the sensations as he does so. She describes the initial pressure, a dull ache as his finger goes deeper in, and then finally a yelp of surprise when he sticks the finger all the way in, though it quickly subsides, and she remarks that she doesn't notice much pain now that he's all the way in. He remarks that he's going to keep his finger there for a few moments, and suggests she takes a few deep breaths. He places his other hand on her ass cheek again and spreads it idly as they wait.
Dr. Sumner begins to ask Yvette questions about her first anal experience. Though as he asks his questions, Dr. Sumner coyly pulls his finger in and out, pretending it's part of the process. Did she use lube? (Yes.) Did she work her way up to the night in question by using any smaller toys to start? When Yvette says no, the doctor suggests that if she wants to continue having anal sex she should consider it, in fact he's read about women who wear butt plugs for hours at a time to stretch themselves out, even in public. Yvette blushes and says there's no way she could be bold enough for something like that. Dr. Sumner changes the subject and asks if Yvette's boyfriend fingered her first to ease her into it, and she confesses no, he didn't. Dr. Sumner explains that that may be why she's experiencing some pain now, and that it's generally better to start slow and work her way up to bigger objects. As he says this, he tells her he'll be putting in a second finger to test her elasticity. The second finger is clearly more difficult for Yvette to handle than just the one, but he eases her into it with a sense of relish.
After he satisfies himself with having fit two fingers into her hole and wiggling them around to make her squirm a bit, Dr. Sumner pulls his fingers out gently and then tells her that while things seem normal inside, he would like to get a final deeper visual inspection using a speculum. He lays Yvette on her side on the table, ass peeking out towards him, and he pulls out a rectal speculum from a nearby drawer. He inserts it carefully and uses it to expand her asshole slightly wider. Yvette remarks that the sensation is very uncomfortable, but the doctor remarks that the sensation should pass and that he promises it's absolutely necessary. However, he is clearly enjoying himself, even inserting his finger into the opening of the speculum to tease and toy with the rim of her hole. He tells Yvette that she's lucky that a 'complete amateur' like her boyfriend didn't injure her, and that they should really take better precautions next time. Yvette, slightly weirded out, remarks that Dr. Sumner really seems to know a lot about anal sex. Like, a lot.
At this, Dr. Sumner gets very embarrassed. He takes the speculum out of Yvette and removes his hands from her, putting them between his legs sheepishly. He was just offering her some advice, that's all. Yvette asks where he even gets all this advice from, she's sure it's not stuff he learned at medical school. Dr. Sumner tries to evade the question, but Yvette coaxes him - he's been a friend of the family for years now and he's helped her through some very tough times, she won't judge him. Dr. Sumner bashfully answers that he watches a lot of anal porn. Yvette grins, it's almost cute how nervous the doctor looks. She asks Dr. Sumner if he's ever had anal sex and he admits that he hasn't but has always wanted to. Yvette gets bolder, she bets that he must get awfully tempted sometimes with all the pretty girls he must have to look at as part of his job. In fact, he's always said she's his favorite patient, is that because he likes her or is it just because he's always wanted to fuck her? Dr. Sumner stumbles over his words and Yvette takes advantage of this to coax him further. He's right that her boyfriend is a complete amateur. In fact, having anal sex with him hurt like hell. But she bets that if a real man showed her how to do it, a man who's completely obsessed with anal sex, he'd know how to do it right. She reaches for his crotch and he pulls back, it would be unethical. She gets up off the table and approaches him seductively, insisting that no other patient of his is ever going to go along with something like this, this is a once in a lifetime chance and he'd be an idiot to turn it down. She wants it, he wants it. What could be more ethical than that? She leans in for a kiss and he hungrily kisses back, his hands going straight to gripping her ass cheeks tightly as they embrace.
Lena Paul - His Anal Mistress
HIS ANAL MISTRESS
YOUNG ASSISTANT TALKED INTO ANAL SEX WITH BOSS' HUSBAND
SCENE opens on Tina, a successful photographer, and her husband, Jeremy, as they are having sex in their bedroom. The couple kiss passionately as he climbs on top and starts fucking her in missionary position. Tina loves it and begs him to go deeper. At a certain point, he pulls out and eagerly asks if he can try to put it in her ass again. Her demeanor changes, as she looks up at her husband anxiously. 'We can try...,' she says, nervously rolling over. 'But not if it hurts, ok?' Jeremy gets very excited and, grabbing his lube, greases her up and starts trying to stretch out her asshole. She squirms and grimaces, clearly uncomfortable, as he slips a finger inside her tight hole. 'Be careful please,' she begs him. He slowly removes his finger and starts to try and slide himself inside. The camera focuses on her face, as she winches at the penetration. It hurts very badly and, after a few desperate minutes of trying to make it work, Tina finally cries 'STOP! Please Jeremy! I can't do it!' Disappointed and frustrated, Jeremy pulls out and gets off the bed in a huff. He wipes himself up without looking at his wife. Feeling very guilty, Tina curls up into a ball and apologizes. She tried, she really did. He tells her to forget it. 'I made the mistake of not doing it before we got married,' he says coldly. 'I should have known better.' She apologizes again as he exits the room, leaving her naked and alone on the bed.
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Tina, dressed professionally, sits behind her desk at the studio she runs. She is zoned out, thinking about the night before, when her perky young assistant, Carly, comes in with some mood boards. The duo is planning an upcoming wedding shoot and Carly wants to show her boss some of the ideas she has put together for their client. As Tina looks over her work, Carly senses that something is wrong. Tina seems very distracted, as she has been over the past few weeks. Even though the women have always had a very professional relationship and Tina is her boss, they've nonetheless grown quite close. 'Is everything ok, Tina?' Carly asks cautiously. Tina snaps out of her daze and smiles at her assistant. 'Yes, I'm sorry. Just have a lot of my mind lately.' Not wanting to push the issue, Carly goes back to the mood board. While she describes her concepts, Tina stares at her. She is so young and carefree, barely 20 years old. Tina can't even remember what it feels like to be that outgoing. 'Can I ask you a personal question?' She finds herself saying. When Carly says yes, Tina asks if the girl has ever had anal sex. 'I'm sorry, that's probably TMI!' She apologizes, her face blushing as she instantly regrets the question. Carly laughs and tells her not to worry about it. 'Of course I have,' she replies. 'Anal sex really isn't that big of a deal these days!' This makes Tina cringe inside. She asks Carly if she enjoys it. Her assistant, happy to be having a friendly talk with the woman she admires so much, tells her that she loves it. It feels amazing, especially once you get used to it. 'I don't really get to have it very much anymore, since I broke up with my boyfriend.' She adds. 'But I used to have it all the time!' Tina, loosening up a little bit, starts to share her own situation. She tells her assistant about her husband's desires and her efforts to try and please him. No matter what toys she buys or how little she eats to prepare herself, she just can't handle the pain. She feels like a failure, as if she's holding him back from something. Carly asks if the couple have ever thought of having a threesome or going to a swinger's party. Tina shakes her head nervously. She's never considered any of that. Should she? 'Well,' Carly jokes nonchalantly, feeling great about the heart-to-heart they are having. 'If you ever need to tag me in, don't hesitate to ask! I miss anal!' She goes back to describing her mood board, as the joke weighs heavily on Tina's mind.
CUT to that evening. Tina comes home from work to find her husband already eating dinner. She is surprised that he didn't wait for her. When she sits down in the kitchen to join him, he gives her the cold shoulder. She tries to small talk and ignore the elephant in the room, but the conversation soon drifts back to the night before. 'I'm really sorry that I keep chickening out,' she says. 'I want to do it, Jeremy, I really do!' Jeremy forks his food without looking up at her or responding. Feeling anxious and guilty, she adds that she's even started asking her friends for advice. 'Like who?' He asks, eyes still on his food. 'You don't have any friends anymore. All you do is work!' Trying her best to ignore his passiveaggressiveness, Tina tells him that she talked to her assistant about it. He should be happy to know that what he is feeling is actually very common these days. Her assistant is twenty and does it all the time. She even joked about having a threesome together. Jeremy's eyes light up. He puts his fork down and hugs his wife. 'Are you serious?' He says. 'That is such an amazing idea!' Tina tells him that she was pretty sure the girl was joking, but she wouldn't be opposed to discussing an open relationship if it made Jeremy happy. Her husband asks to see a photo of the assistant. Tina reiterates that it was probably just a joke and he should forget about it, but he cuts her off. Why would she get his hopes up just to shoot him down again? It's only a damn picture. When Tina relents and shows him a photo from Carly's social media, he gets even more excited. Jeremy tells his wife to invite her over tonight. She already said she would do it! They shouldn't wait for her to change her mind. Besides, Tina's her boss ... it wouldn't take too much convincing. Tina protests but Jeremy gets mad at her. It isn't fair. Why would she even tell him about this if she didn't want to do it too? She is constantly disappointing him. Finally, the conflicted wife agrees to text the girl and invite her over.
CUT to Carly as she is wrapping up yoga practice on the lawn outside her complex. The camera follows her tight ass as she flexes and stretches in her yoga pants. She is very surprised to receive a text from her boss, who normally doesn't contact her unless it's a work emergency. When she asks what's up, she is even more surprised that Tina is inviting her over for a cocktail at her house to discuss some upcoming projects. Excited and proud to be included, she agrees and says she'll be over shortly.
CUT to that night. The doorbell rings and a frazzled-looking Tina answers it, inviting Carly inside. The woman immediately asks her to sit down on the couch and leaves abruptly to get her a cocktail. Carly notices how odd her boss is acting but brushes it off. After all, as she said, the woman just has a lot on her mind these days. As Carly looks around the nice house, Jeremy enters the room. He warmly introduces himself and sits down beside the assistant. They small talk until Tina returns, with a bottle of wine and some glasses. She nervously sets them down on the table and asks her husband if he would open the bottle. She forgot to. He leaves to fetch a corkscrew, squeezing Tina's shoulders tightly on the way out.
Once alone, Carly asks her boss which upcoming projects she wanted to go over. Tina smiles, her mouth quivering as she tries to calm her nerves. 'Actually, I wanted to talk to you about what you said earlier today.' She says. 'I have decided that I would like you to have anal sex with my husband.' Carly stares at her boss, awkwardly. 'Um ... I really hope I didn't offend you earlier,' she says. 'I was absolutely joking about that.' Tina remains stoic and reiterates that she isn't offended. She wants her to do it. She wants her to do it tonight, in fact, while she watches. 'So ... I can learn,' she chokes out. Carly grabs her purse. 'I'm sorry Tina,' she says getting up. 'That really wouldn't be appropriate for me to do. You're my boss.' She tries to walk to the front door but is stopped by Jeremy coming back. 'Where are you going?' He asks gently. Tina rushes between them and pulls Carly back into the living room. She whispers sternly into her ear that the assistant offered to do it and now she expects it to be done. Carly cannot believe what is happening. 'I was just trying to be a friend,' she whispers.
Tina makes her sit back down beside Jeremy. 'Well, we aren't friends,' she replies. 'You work for me. And I'm asking you to please get this done. We don't need to discuss it.' Carly goes very quiet, as the married couple study her reaction. 'Like my wife said,' Jeremy chimes in sweetly. 'It would only be this one time. Just to help her out. Honey, didn't you mention she was due for an increase soon?' He is trying to help his wife negotiate. Tina swallows hard and nods. Carly looks at both in them in disgust. 'Tina, are you really doing this to me?' She demands, angrily. Tina starts to back pedal but Jeremy shoots her a look. 'I think it's important to remember how much my wife trusts you,' he adds. 'She wouldn't ask you to do this if she didn't think you were up to it. And you said you love anal sex, right?' Carly ignores him and stares at her boss. 'You are putting me in an incredibly bad position, Tina.' She says curtly. 'I have been your assistant for over a year. I've worked overtime. I've worked weekends. I've done things even when they were not in my job description. I've always tried to be the best employee.' Tina puts her head in her hands, reeling from the guilt. Carly starts to take off her clothes. She turns to Jeremy. 'So you want to fuck me in the ass?' She asks, raging. Jeremy nods. Tina looks at them through her fingers. Carly rips her hands away from her face and demands that her boss watch. 'So, you can learn, right?' she asks, laughing in her disgust. 'You are a pathetic woman!' She gets down on her knees and tells Jeremy to take out his dick, so she can get it nice and wet. 'Then,' she says. 'You can stick it in my ass. At least I can take it!' BGA Sex Scene. Throughout the sex, Carly instructs Jeremy how to fuck her the way she likes it while Tina cowers in the room, watching and feeling guilty. Even time the wife tries to join in, Carly either makes her do something humiliating to her husband or wait by the sideline. It isn't long before the satisfied Jeremy pulls out and cums over Carly's ass.
Tina tries to apologize to Carly, as the assistant quickly throws back on her clothes and heads for the front door. She informs her boss that she is quitting. She doesn't want anything to do with her any more.
Chloe Cherry - A Father Unleashed
A FATHER UNLEASHED
UNCLE BAITS FATHER INTO DP'ING HIS STEP-DAUGHTER
SCENE opens on an 18-year-old girl and an older man, Darla and her Uncle Gus, laughing and small-talking as they are midway through enjoying a coffee at a sunny outdoor café. At Darla's feet are several bags from high-end shopping boutiques, the spoils of their afternoon out together. We close in on them to catch the tail end of an anecdote, where Gus is telling Darla yet another embarrassing story about her step-father in his youth. 'I can't believe Dad was so wild as a kid,' Darla laughs, 'he's so normal and boring now. You on the other hand...' She trails off with a wink and a laugh before taking another sip of her coffee. Gus chuckles and says 'Well, I was always a bad influence on him. Just like you're a bad influence on me!' he says, gesturing to the shopping bags at their feet, 'I spoil you way too much! But...you know I just can't say no to such a pretty face.' His compliment has a sinister undertone to it, but Darla is too enamored with her uncle to notice. 'You know,' she says after a time, 'my mom's out of town for a business trip all weekend, if you don't have any plans you should come back to the house with me. You haven't been over for supper in ages!' Uncle Gus's ears perk up at the invitation. He looks Darla up and down, hungrily basking in her features for a moment. 'That sounds wonderful!' he exclaims. 'Who knows, maybe we can get you to bring out a bit of that wild side in your dad too.'
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Darla's step-father, Eric, is at his kitchen counter preparing dinner when Darla walks in, returning from her afternoon out. She greets her dad with a smile and starts setting down her bags in the kitchen. Eric is in the middle of greeting her and about to ask how her day was when his brother Gus steps into view. A few steps behind Darla, Gus leans nonchalantly against the doorframe to the kitchen, and gives his brother a smug smile. Eric's body noticeably tenses at the sight of him, and they share a look. 'Hello Gus,' Eric mutters. 'Long time no see, Ricky!' Gus says cordially. Eric winces and reminds his brother to call him Eric. 'What are you doing here, Gus?' Darla, not noticing the tension between them, casually explains that she invited Uncle Gus over for supper. 'With mom gone all weekend, I thought we could use the extra company!' she beams. Eric sputters and clears his throat, and eventually just says 'Fine.' He is clearly not happy. Gus strolls into the kitchen and pats Eric on the back. He starts telling his brother about their day out, and about all the clothes he bought Darla. He remarks that the girl's so gorgeous, she didn't try on a single item that didn't look stunning on her. 'In fact,' he says joyfully, 'Darla sweetheart, why don't you try on a couple of your new outfits for your dear old dad and I?' Darla gladly agrees, and heads to another room with a bag to change.
While Darla is out of the room, the tension breaks as Eric becomes less reserved and more angry. 'You shouldn't be here, Gus, if Marlene found out you were at our house...' Gus keeps his cool and seems to enjoy pushing his brother's buttons. 'Good thing she's on a business trip then, she never has to know I was here.' Eric blinks back, a bit deflated. 'She thinks you're a bad influence on me.' Gus laughs, bemused. 'Does she now... maybe she just doesn't know the real you then. Or maybe you haven't told her about all the shit we used to do together. Picking up random girls, fucking their brains out, sometimes filling up both their holes at once...' Eric winces as Gus brings up all his old exploits, those days are behind him now. He's a father now. 'Step-father,' Gus corrects. 'It's not like you've developed some kind of 'paternal instincts' or anything, I know the old wild Ricky is still in you somewhere.' Eric hears scuffling from the other room and shushes his brother, just in time for Darla to walk back out clad in a cocktail or clubbing dress and heels. 'Wow, beaaautiful!' Gus gushes, and he encourages Darla to pose in various positions while he goads Eric on. 'Doesn't she look amazing?' Eric watches stiffly and chokes out some one-word responses while Darla poses in her outfit and talks with Gus. After a minute or so, Gus suggests they see another one. Darla picks up another outfit and moves to walk out of the room when Gus says 'Darla, you can change here, it's no bother! We're all family here, right?' Darla shrugs, she supposes it's fine.
She starts removing her outfit. From over the two men's shoulders, we watch intently as Darla kicks off her heels and changes from her more elegant outfit to a skimpier one, a tight tee-shirt and short shorts. With a slight turn of his head, not enough to obstruct the camera's view, Gus turns to speak softly to his brother. 'Look at thaaat,' he mutters. Eric winces again. Gus begins describing Darla's features as they watch her change, putting emphasis on how young she looks. 'Don't tell me that doesn't bring out something in you, Ricky. I've watched Darla grow up, and man has she grown. You have eyes just like I do. I know you see it too.' Eric has a pained expression on his face, but despite that he can't help watching Darla change. His breath is ragged, and he's biting his lip hard.
Darla finishes changing, and again Gus convinces her to pose for them. For the first minute, Eric remains stiff and silent, but then something cracks in him. He asks if she can hand him something from one of the lower cabinets. 'Sure dad,' she says cheerily, and bends down to open the cabinet door. Eric takes a prolonged look at her ass as she does. 'Attagirl,' he says. Gus sees this change in his brother and smiles. Gus asks for Darla to show off another purchase - he remembers a nice bra and panties they picked up at an underwear store, what about that? For the first time, Darla looks skeptical - wouldn't that be a bit weird? But Eric clears his throat and says 'No, it's fine. Actually, if my daughter's buying fancy underwear, that's something her dad should know about, right? Might mean she has a boy around.' Darla rolls her eyes, meanwhile Gus corrects him a second time - 'Step-daughter. And Darla's eighteen now, she can do what she wants, right Darla?' Exactly, she says, and fishes out the bra and panties to hold up to her dad. 'See? They're not even that sexual. They're just nice material.'
Gus asks her to put them on, and for the first time Darla looks truly uncomfortable. 'I don't know, that's not really appropriate, is it?' Gus puts on a pouty face. 'I spent a lot of money on these gifts for you, Darla, don't I deserve to at least see them on you?' Darla starts to stutter back a response but doesn't quite know what to say. Her dad cuts her off. 'Darla, don't be rude. If your uncle gave you a gift and he just wants to see you enjoying that gift, it's not a lot to ask, is it?' She looks flustered, but she supposes not. She is about to head off to change, when her father stops her. 'Here's fine. Remember what your uncle said? We're all family.' Darla looks uncomfortable but says 'OK dad' and starts undressing.
The mood for this third change of outfits is palpably different. Darla takes her clothes off hesitantly and tries to cover up her breasts and her crotch with her hands when she removes her old underwear to put on the store-bought ones. All the while, she sneaks frequent concerned glances back up at the men as she does. All subtlety from the two men is gone, they're watching her almost like animal predators stalking prey. No words are exchanged between the two, and Darla's attempts at lightening the mood fall flat. By the time she's changed into the bra and panties, she's no longer in the mood for posing. She looks and feels exposed as she stands in front of the two.
'Very nice,' Gus says approvingly, 'don't you think she looks very nice, Ricky?' Her dad breathes in deeply, acting more and more unlike the stiff man from earlier. 'Yes, Gus, she does look quite nice. My daughter's a full-grown woman now.' Gus takes a step forward, closing the distance between him and Darla. 'I have to confess, just getting to see her in these outfits... isn't doing enough for me. You know, I've bought you a lot of gifts over the years. I think it's time I got a proper thank you.' What does he mean, Darla asks nervously. Gus tauntingly plays with the fly of his pants. 'I want the kind of thank you only a grateful young woman like yourself can give. I want to fuck you.' Darla protests - what? No! That's disgusting! They're family! She turns to her dad pleadingly, but he looks back at her vacantly. 'Well, Darla, he did buy you all these nice things. You accepted them. Surely the thought must have crossed your mind he might want something in return. You're old enough to know that your actions have consequences.' Darla looks at him with tearful betrayal. Then she looks back to Gus. 'Tell me what to do and I'll do it. But just this one time, I'm not taking a cent from you ever again.'
Gus tells her to get on her knees in front of him and unzips his fly. He instructs her to suck his dick. She does so, and for about a minute Ricky looks on at her sucking dick with an expression of craving and curiosity. Eventually, his hand moves towards his crotch, and Gus notices this. He stops Darla from sucking. 'You know,' Gus says, 'your step-dad has paid to take care of you for years now. He's raised you as his own daughter. Doesn't he deserve a proper thank you too?' Darla looks up at them both with rage and disappointment in her eyes, but after several seconds nods her head yes. Eric unzips his fly and pulls out his hard dick and brings his daughter's head forward to suck it.
Ivy Wolfe - What My Cousin Did
WHAT MY COUSIN DID
RELUCTANT TEEN CORNERED BY SECOND COUSIN AT FAMILY REUNION
SCENE fades slowly in on the backseat interior of a moving car - we see scenery fly past through the backseat window, half-obstructed by an 18-year old girl with her forehead wistfully pressed against the glass. She stares blankly out into the distance. For several seconds, we hear nothing but silence. Then slowly the sound fades in, muffled and bass-heavy at first, as the girl's parents are having a conversation in the front we can't hear or understand. After several seconds, the mother calls out what must be the girl's name, though it's too muffled for us to hear - but it causes the girl to snap out of her daze and perk her head up. The mother repeats herself, this time we can hear her clearly. 'Rebecca, for God's sakes can you try for just a couple of hours to listen when other people are talking?' The teen girl, Rebecca, rubs her eyes with her sleeve, still looking a little out of it. 'Sorry, mom, what were you saying?' The mother shakes her head and makes an aside comment to the father driving the car before repeating herself to her daughter - she was saying that it will be nice to see the mother's cousins Harold and Diane again, Rebecca hasn't seen them since her high school graduation two years ago. Rebecca shrugs - yes, she supposes it will be nice, she says half-heartedly. 'Todd too,' the mother says off-hand, and she doesn't notice that this causes Rebecca to make a pained face, 'you know I don't know why you two stopped getting along after high school, you used to be so close. Do you remember the time...?' The mother continues her anecdote, oblivious, but Rebecca has stopped paying attention. She lies back in her seat, pushes her head back and covers her face with her arms. She lets out a controlled sigh, long but quiet, and her mother's voice start to distort again.
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Coming up the walkway to a large house, Rebecca's parents (Karen and Bill) are greeted at the top by Harold and Diane, a married couple of roughly the same age as them. Loudly, they greet each other and chatter warmly as they move a bit closer towards the house. They talk about the state of the house, the weather, the wine Karen and Bill brought, and so on. Over the shoulders of the foursome, we see Rebecca emerging into view more slowly, and she stands a short distance away from the group at the top of the steps, head bowed and shyly gripping her upper arm with her other hand. It takes the group several seconds to notice her standing there, but when they do, her parents scoff at her for being so reclusive, while Harold and Diane greet her warmly and urge her forward to give her a hug. Rebecca seems shy but appreciative of the affection. Harold and Diane gush over her with the usual family small -talk - how old must she be now? ('Just turned 18 two months ago' her mother boasts, 'they grow up so fast!'), how is college, needling her about whether she has a boyfriend yet, and so on. They mention their own son, Todd, is also single but they feel he just hasn't met the right girl yet because he's an old soul for just being 19, very sensitive, etc. The mention of Todd causes Rebecca's mood, which was gradually improving, to slip... though she tries not to show it. Eventually, the conversation takes its toll and Rebecca wants to get away, so she excuses herself to use the bathroom, saying she's not feeling well. Harold and Diane express some concern, but she says she should be fine in a bit, so they tell her to join them all on the patio when she's feeling better, Todd's already there waiting for everyone. Rebecca ducks out and after she's out of frame, Harold and Diane express some concern to Karen and Bill, but in hushed voices they reply that Rebecca gets like that a lot and they've learned to just put up with it.
CUT to a guest bedroom within the house, where Rebecca sneaks in and closes the door gently. She looks distressed, and spends some time trying to calm herself. She's surprised when she hears a knock on the door about a minute later. 'Who is it?' she asks timidly. The door opens and a meek-looking guy steps in, her second cousin Todd. 'Uh, it's me,' Todd says apologetically, 'is everything OK? My parents said you were sick in the bathroom, I came to see if you needed some medicine, but you weren't there.' Rebecca looks sad and frustrated to be in his company. 'I'm fine, Todd,' she says bitterly. 'I'll come down in a bit, I just needed some space.' Todd looks hurt and confused. That's what she said the summer after graduation, that she needed some space from him, and then she stopped hanging out with him, stopped making plans with him, stopped texting him even. What's going on with her? She scoffs - it's not like they were best friends, or even siblings, they're second cousins. They don't have to be joined at the hip. Todd shakes his head, he doesn't understand why she is acting like this. Acting like she hates him when they used to be so close.
'Maybe too close,' she lets slip. What does that mean? Todd asks. She shakes him off, 'forget it' she replies, but he doesn't back down, no, what does she mean? Rebecca swallows hard. Does he not get it? He looks baffled, get what? She reminds him of an anecdote - about how after graduation they went out to celebrate at a bar with some fake IDs, them and a bunch of friends, and they were partying late into the night. She explains that when she went to order more cocktails, the bartender made a comment about 'her and her boyfriend' and pointed to Todd. At first Rebecca laughed it off, but when she got back to the table, she realized for the first time that Todd was being super friendly towards her, flirty even, he even put his arm around her shoulder. She realized he wasn't just being friendly, he was in love with her, and she had to break things off. They may just be second cousins, but that's still family, and she knew it was wrong.
Todd looks heartbroken - why didn't she just say something to him? If she was worried he was going to react badly, she should know him well enough by now that he would respect her wishes. Everyone treats him like he's so damn sensitive, but she never treated him like that, in fact that was one of the reasons he loved spending time with her so much is because he felt she 'got' him. Why did she have to cut him off without so much as an explanation or a goodbye? Rebecca looks uncomfortable - she brushes off his questions and moves to leave but Todd blocks her way. He gets more confrontational - he says he's noticed how she looks miserable, how she doesn't smile in any of the new pictures she's been tagged in, how her body language has changed to shut herself off from everyone. He's been worried about her, he just wants to have a fucking conversation with her, he misses her. Why is she acting like this?
Seeing no escape, Rebecca breaks down and admits - it wasn't because she realized he had feelings for her that she broke things off with him, it's because she had feelings for him. She never really realized it (or at least never admitted it to herself) until that night, but it scared her. And it scared her even more that he seemed into her too, because that would make it even harder to pretend like things were normal. She was worried that if she tried to talk to him about it, if she let him know how she felt, they'd do something she'd regret, so she decided it would be better for them both to make a clean break.
Todd looks at her incredulously, and scoffs sadly. Well, she was right about that. Now that he knows how she feels about him, he DOES want to do something they might regret later. She shrinks back, but he closes the gap, gently extending his arm out to the wall to discourage her from leaving the room or retreating further. He wants to make up for lost time. He wants her to make it up to him. He wants to kiss her. Can he kiss her? She takes a deep sigh, bites her lip... she's determined to say no, but despite herself she says 'yes'.
Kira Noir - Clinical Trial
Nominated - Best Sex Scene -- Vignette: Kira Noir & Danny Mountain, XBIZ 2020
CLINICAL TRIAL
DOCTOR PERFORMS HUMILIATING TESTS ON EBONY TEEN ATHLETE
SCENE opens on the interior of a medical exam room as the door opens - a doctor enters the room and closes the door behind him, then greets the young woman sitting waiting on the examination table as Dr. Greenwood. He thanks her for coming and for participating in the clinical trial - she just has to pass a quick screener and then they can begin. Holding up a clipboard and pen, he asks her some questions - her name ('Jamie Lawson'), her age ('I just turned 18 a couple of months ago'), is she pregnant ('no'), does she have any history of health conditions - asthma, heart problems, osteoporosis, breast cancer ('no, none'), and her level of daily physical activity ('well I play lacrosse about twice a week, plus daily running and morning yoga'). He makes a quip that she must be quite flexible, to which she rolls her eyes and says sarcastically that she's never heard that one before. Satisfied with the responses, the doctor tells her he's going to be asking her to complete a series of exercises, while monitoring her to measure physical stimulation and stress. They have equipment set up in a room down the hall. On their way out the door of the exam room, Jamie jokes that she doesn't stress easily, and Dr. Greenwood smirks in reply and says 'Don't worry, I'm sure we'll find a way to get you to break a sweat!'
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We cut back to the two already midway through setting up in another larger room, containing a hybrid of medical and exercise equipment. The doctor is mostly done applying medical electrodes to her temples and clavicles. The last thing he has to do before they begin is to take her blood pressure and resting heart rate, so he can compare these with after the trial. First he takes her blood pressure - as he moves to strap it around her arm his hand brushes against her breast, he chuckles a brief apology and continues as if nothing happened.
Jamie tries to make small talk with him as he pumps and holds the gauge in his other hand - 'So, what is this trial for? Some sort of new performance drug or something?' The doctor provides only the most evasive of replies - he can't discuss the trial with the subjects beforehand or it could compromise the results. 'You're offering way more for this study than the last one of these I did,' Jamie remarks. Oh, is that so? the doctor replies, still acting elusive. Does she sign up for clinical trials often? 'Yeah, well not until recently but I really need the extra help right now,' Jamie grumbles, 'my dad hurt his knee and can't work so I'm trying to support him whenever I can. It's a drag, but I'm hoping it won't be for much longer.' The doctor smiles politely and says 'Well, we have your contact information now so if more of these opportunities come along, we'll be sure to contact you.' He finishes taking her blood pressure, notes something on his clipboard, and then tells her he'll take her heart rate now. 'Do I have permission to touch your chest?' Jamie looks taken aback - she supposes so, but don't they usually check at the neck? 'I prefer my own methods,' the doctor insists, and reaches his hand towards her chest to feel her heart. Again, his hand brushes her breasts - this time he doesn't apologize. Jamie looks a bit flustered and is about to speak up, but thinks better of it.
After a long awkward moment, the doctor releases his hand from her chest and notes something on the clipboard. He pats his legs, stands up, and says great - they're ready to get started! He'd like her to start with some simple jumping jacks. He stands her up in the middle of the room, the wires leading from her body to a small handheld device he holds in one hand, his clipboard in the other. He asks her to begin. She does a few, but he stops her. 'I'll need you to remove your bra, actually.' What? Why? she protests. It interferes with the test, he says vaguely, but he assures her it's quite necessary to the results. He turns around so that she can take it off with some privacy - she lifts her shirt up to reveal the bra, and unclaspsit, exposing her breasts momentarily before pulling her tank-top back down to cover them. Beginning the exercise again, her breasts now bounce up and down tantalizingly beneath her shirt as she jumps - with the doctor and the camera both clearly narrowing in on this bouncing as their primary interest.After several jumps with no indication of stopping, Jamie gets a bit frazzled and asks the doctor how many of these she's expected to do - this snaps him out of his reverie and he nonchalantly says 'five more, and then we'll move on to the next exercise'. Jamie exhales sharply, a bit frustrated, butacquiesces.
Next is an exercise bike - Dr. Greenwood asks her to mount it, and then begin cycling at a pace she's comfortable with to start. He stands behind the bike - his focus clearly fixated on the crack of her ass peeking out of her yoga pants as she pedals - and he offers her some mild platitudes to keep herencouraged. After a minute, he heads to the front to increase the resistance of the pedals - 'we need to see you break out a sweat, so let's turn it up a bit, shall we?', he says, and then instructs her to continue.
CUT to roughly fifteen minutes later - Jamie has been on the bike for a while now, as is obvious by the thick beads of sweat dripping down her face and chest, and soaking her workout clothes. She's showing no signs of exhaustion yet, but it's clear the workout is no walk in the park for her either. The doctor meanwhile is still just looking her over, with perverse appreciation. 'That's enough of that for now,' he says finally, and Jamie lets out a sigh of relief and slows her pedaling down. She gets off the bike and takes a nearby towel to wipe off the seat. 'That's quite alright, you can leave it' the doctor says. Jamie looks increasingly puzzled but shrugs and starts to pat her head with the towel. The doctor rips the towel out of her hand - 'I didn't say you could do that yet.' Jamie starts to argue that she's just wiping sweat off when the doctor cuts her off - 'If you want to disagree with my methods, that's fine, you can leave at any time and I'll just move on to the next subject.' Jamie realizes how bad she needs the compensation, and holds her tongue. 'What's next, then?' she asks. He tells her to go grab the exercise mat a few feet away. As she turns around to fetch it, he runs his finger along the sweaty bike seat and then sniffs or licks his fingertip.
Once the mat's in place in the floor center, the doctor proceeds to have Jamie remove her shoes and socks, and then do various flexibility tests - bend over and touch your toes, sit legs spread and reach forward, assume various yoga poses... he licks his lips as he watches each of these poses, which thanks to her sweat-drenched clothes and no bra are extremely revealing. Jamie can increasingly feel his eyes on her as she strikes each pose - finally, after the third or fourth yoga pose she snaps at him. 'You're not even writing anything down anymore, you're just staring at me!' The doctor seems unfazed by her sudden outburst. 'We'll move on to the next test, then...' No, she exclaims. No more of these weird tests. What was it he even said these tests were for?
Dr. Greenwood reminds her that he's monitoring her physical responses to stress and stimulus. He says that now that they've gotten the stress tests out of the way, it's time for the stimulus tests. He goes to a small table nearby and procures a sleek black featureless vibrator. Calmly, he tells Jamie that she will have to pleasure herself while he monitors her physical reactions. Jamie snaps - there's no way she's doing that. This isn't what she signed up for. The doctor sighs and shrugs - that's fine, he understands. Of course, he can't compensate her for incomplete participation - but if she stays, he'll triple the amount that was offered in the ad. Jamie flat out refuses, it doesn't matter what he offers her, she's not doing that. Indifferent, the doctor says he supposes that she'll just have to find some other way to support her dad. He muses that someone her age could probably make that amount in about two weeks of working full-time. A shame that she'll throw away two whole weeks of her life instead of spending just one hourdoing something perfectly harmless... not just harmless, but enjoyable, even. Jamie is torn... but with some convincing, and some insistence that the doctor keeps his distance, only watches, and isn't recording her, she agrees.
She hesitantly pulls her yoga pants to her ankles, sets herself down on the mat and takes the vibrator in hand, and reluctantly starts pleasuring herself. The doctor watches intently, at first taking a note or two but quickly abandoning the pretense, his hand moving to his crotch for some over-the-pants strokes. She tries to avoid meeting his eyes, but at times he insists she looks at him or gives her some other instruction to follow to humiliate her further. The conflict between her physical pleasure and her emotional discomfort is obvious. After some minutes of this, he crouches down to her level and says warmly 'It's time, Ms. Lawson.' He begins to peel off the electrodes and wires hooked to her. She looks relieved - you mean the trial's done? He shakes his head. 'No, I mean it's time for you to let me fuck you.'
Jamie protests weakly - he agreed he was just going to watch. He smiles coldly. 'Come on Jamie, you knew where this was going. Did you honestly think I wasn't going to ask for more? If you really weren't up for the possibility, you would have left the second I asked you to touch yourself.' Jamie insists that's not true, she trusted him, but her words lack conviction. 'You're a little slut,' he continues calmly. 'You were fine with letting a complete stranger watch you strip and pleasure yourself. So stop lying to us both. We both know you're going to let me fuck you, so just be a good little slut, say yes to it and spare us the drama.' Jamie sputters, but she has no words. Eventually she bitterly says 'Ok... just get it over with.'
Kenna James - Peeping Tom
PEEPING TOM
TEEN GIRL LURED INTO SEXUAL ACTS WITH PERVERTED NEIGHBOR
SCENE opens on a long, static shot of a small house, tucked amongst several other units. There is a small flutter of movement in the window, as a car pulls into the complex. A father and his 18-year-old daughter are moving into to one of the other units. As they pull into the driveway, the camera lingers on the window. Someone is watching them. The family parks their car, unpacks some boxes from the trunk, and enter their new home -- intercut with shots of the window. From the POV of the person inside, you see the teen girl run back to the car, grab a final bag, and take a long look around the complex. She doesn't realize she is being watched but there is something about the neighboring unit that causes her to pause. She stares at the window before heading back inside.
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Several weeks have passed and the family has settled into their new home. Inside the neighbor's cluttered unit, the camera pans across various notes, opened mail, and polaroid photos that he has taken while watching them ... particularly the 18-year-old girl. The neighbor sits at an arm chair masturbating over the photos when he hears movement outside. He bolts to the window and watches the father leaving the house. From his POV, he sees the father hug his daughter and then drive off. She watches him exit before pulling out her cell phone, making a quick call, and heading back inside. Not able to make out what she said, he jots down the time and event. An hour later, he is woken up from a nap by the sound of another car pulling in. Wiping the drool from his mouth, he bolts back to the window. A boy gets out of his car and runs to the teen. Coyly, she grabs him by the hand and pulls him into her house. Licking his lips, the neighbor jots down the activity in his note book and decides that he needs to get a closer look.
He creeps around to the back of the unit and watches the teen couple through a screen door. The 18-year-old sits the boy down and starts to do a strip tease for him. The neighbor scrambles for his cellphone and starts to record the whole thing. We watch her strip naked before getting down on her knees and starting to crawl towards her boyfriend, intercut with shots of the neighbor nervously recording.
Several days pass. The neighbor keeps re-watching the clip on his phone and decides that fantasizing over the teen girl isn't enough, he needs to somehow convince her to be with him. So, he comes up with a plan. Posing as the boyfriend, he writes a fake love note and leaves it on her doorstep, before knocking and running back inside his unit. She opens the door and discovers the note, instructing her to come and meet the boyfriend at the neighbor's house. When the neighbor opens the door, he invites her in, reassuring her that he is in on the romantic scheme and that her boyfriend will be there any minute. She steps inside his house and he shuts the door, locking it.
They sit down in his messy living room in awkward silence. As she tries to make small talk, the neighbor studies her and can barely control himself. From his POV, we see him look her up and down. She becomes restless and starts getting up to leave when the neighbor panics and decides to reveal the video he has recorded. She watches it in silence, her mouth falling open. 'What are you doing with this?' she demands. 'My father can't know about AJ. I just turned 18 and I'm about to move out on my own next fall. If my dad finds out, he'll never allow it!' Gathering his courage, the neighbor tells her that has no choice but to be a good neighbor and tell the father what's really going on behind his back. The daughter is stunned and, in a moment of weakness, admits to the fact that's she got secrets she's trying to keep from him. She begs the neighbor for his silence -- offering to do whatever he wants to destroy the evidence. Feeling further empowered, the erratic neighbor asks her to do everything that she did with her boyfriend in the video to him. Not wanting to get caught, she reluctantly agrees, and this descends into the BG sex scene. Throughout the sex, the creepy factor is heightened by the fact that he has clearly memorized the video and keeps referring to it, making her repeat her strip tease and saying things like 'do that thing with your tongue like you did to him' etc...
After they have finished, the teen girl makes the neighbor delete the video file as promised. She exits the house angrily, looking over her shoulder. The neighbor closes the door and, leaning up against it with his eyes closed, breathes a sigh of relief and satisfaction. Then he walks over to a laptop set up in the corner of the room that has been secretly recording everything. He leans into the camera and, smiling, turns it off.
Alison Rey - Future Darkly: The White Room
THE WHITE ROOM
SCHOOL GIRLS GET REVENGE ON A VOYEURISTIC BUS DRIVER
SCENE opens on Vincent, a mild-mannered bus driver for George Ivan Junior College. He is driving a group of 18-year-old school girls home from class, as he does every week day. Vincent is a disheveled young man, with horned rimmed glasses and scruffy beard. But he is quiet and keeps to himself, so the students pay him no mind. As the camera wanders past each isle, they chat about their weekend plans, their homework, and the latest class gossip. We study them to get a good look at their matching uniforms, gadgets, and school bags. Vincent drives along silently, keeping his eye on the road as they pass by blocks of industrial buildings, until the last student is dropped off. The pretty girl introduces herself as Aidra. She is sucking a lollipop. 'It's funny,' she tells him, innocently. 'You have driven me home every single day this year, but we've never said a word!' He nods awkwardly. She drops the candy in his garbage and says goodbye. Vincent drives off.
Around the corner, he stops the bus abruptly. Taking out a small locked case from under his seat, he opens it to remove a pair of gloves, tweezers, and a specimen bag. He carefully plucks the candy from the garbage and seals it. Then he gets back in his seat and drives off.
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Vincent enters his apartment, removing his safety vest and walking through the minimalist living room to a tabletop computer. He turns the computer on and carefully places the specimen on the touchscreen surface. It scans automatically, and a screen pops up. It is the start screen of a virtual reality game called: VIRTUALLY REAL. Vincent hits enter and loads up a new player profile. The profile populates with Aidra's photo and information. He reviews the profile, unchecks the option for 'personality' and hits 'enter' to load her into the game. The game alerts him that he is ready to log on and Vincent places a VR headset over his eyes.
CUT to a white room. A digital version of Aidra slowly wakes up and lifts herself off the ground. She looks around and sees three of her classmates, all sitting cheerfully and silently in their uniforms. She is also fully dressed in her school clothes. Politely, she walks over and asks who they are. Equally polite, each girl responds with her full name, age, and home room number. Aidra smiles and shares her name and age, too. She can't remember her home room for some reason. She asks why they are waiting. One of the classmates, Anna, tells her they are waiting for the General. Aidra seems confused, searching her mind to remember who he is. Another classmate, Audrey chimes in, reminding Aidra that he is in charge. He comes almost every day to fuck them. One girl per day. The third girl, Ashley, says they've been wondering about getting a new girl for a while now but the General is very unpredictable. Aidra takes in all this information eagerly. She doesn't quite understand what is happening, but she knows she wants to be included.
Suddenly the room goes very bright and the General appears. He is the digital version of Vincent, dressed head to toe in a full-scale military uniform. His glasses are off, he is clean shaven, and his hair is slicked back, making him a far more confident and striking man. He marches in front of the girls, as they stand before him. He makes each repeat their name, age, and why they are here. They all eagerly respond that they are here to fuck him. When he comes upon Aidra, he looks her up and down, speaking just like a drill Sargent. He asks the same questions and Aidra responds ... echoing nervously what her classmates had said including asking the General to fuck her. The General smiles and they begin to have sex, while the other schoolgirls watch jealously and try to cut in. BG Sex. When he has cum inside of her, he zips back up his uniform and orders them to wait until he returns. He says 'EXIT' and the room goes bright again.
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CUT to back inside the game. Aidra crawls over to her original position and sits down. She is exhausted, and her eyeliner is running down her face. She turns to the other girls and asks where she can clean up. Ashley tells her not to worry, she will be fully clean the next time he logs in. 'Logs in?' Aidra asks, confused. 'Yeah,' Ashley says under her breath. 'To this horrible place!'
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Several days later. Vincent is driving the bus, as the students chat loudly in the back with no knowledge of what is happening in his private virtual game. A new girl named Amber sits in the front. She is very quiet and reserved, a stark contrast from the other students. He watches her through his rear-view mirror in fascination. So beautiful and sad looking. He must introduce her to the others. But, when he pulls to the edge of the curb and opens the door, he's surprised that she is the first to get up. 'Wait!' He blurts out. She stares at him coldly in the doorway. 'What?' She asks. 'This is my stop.' He darts in and plucks a hair from her head, pretending to flick something off. Ouch, she cries. 'You ... you just had something in your hair.' He says awkwardly, apologizing. She gingerly rubs the part he pulled and steps off the bus, giving him a weird look as he drives off. His heart racing, he clutches the strands of her hair in his fist as he drives. The students in the back pay no attention.
CUT to Vincent's apartment. He sits at his desk, having his liquid dinner and staring at the new profile page on his computer. It's Amber's photo and information. Just as he is about to uncheck her 'personality' option, his smart assistant chimes in to tell him his mother is calling. Vincent begrudgingly accepts the call and starts talking, while absent-mindedly clicking ENTER to complete the setup. Amber's memories are downloaded into the game and it tells him he is ready to log on.
CUT to inside the white room. Amber slowly wakes up to discover that she in a strange, new environment. She looks down at herself in disbelief. She is back in her school uniform. Where is her room? Where are her things? How did she get here? A cluster of four of her classmates lay huddled in the corner. She rushes over to them and wakes them up, asking in a panic if they are ok. They each slowly rise and look around eagerly. 'Is he back?' Anna asks. 'Do we need to get ready?' Audrey chimes in. Aidra is the last to wake. She has been fully rebooted into a fresh uniform. 'Good,' she says cheerfully. 'It feels nice to be clean again.' They all stare at Amber with beaming smiles. 'You girls all go to my new school,' Amber says, suspiciously. 'Is this some kind of prank?' The girls stare at her blankly. Aidra asks her what her name is. Anna asks her age. When Audrey asks for her home room number, Amber cuts her off. She demands to know what is going on. Where are they and how did she get here? She starts to run around the room and bang on the walls. Ashley, who had spoken up to Aidra earlier, quickly rushes over and stops Amber. 'Be quiet,' she whispers. 'He will be here any minute. You don't want to get caught not being happy!' Amber stops dead in her tracks and stares at her. 'Who are you talking about?' She asks nervously.
CUT to Vincent's apartment. He says goodbye to his mother and the smart assistant finishes the call. Seeing that his game is ready, Vincent slips on his VR headset.
CUT to the white room, as it goes very bright and the General appears. He finds the girls all standing in a row, including Amber who lingers confused at the end of the line. Sternly, he walks past each of them and has the girls repeat their name, age, homeroom number, and what they are here to do. Amber stares at the man in shock. She knows him from somewhere. When he arrives at her, he gets right up in her face. She shrinks back. Suddenly, there is a very large beep and the General whips his head up. 'God dammit,' he curses and says 'EXIT.' The room goes bright again.
CUT to Vincent's apartment. He pulls the VR headset down and stares at his computer. An internal error has caused his servers to crash. As it beeps loudly, he powers down the computer to reboot it.
CUT to the white room. The girls stay frozen in line, waiting for the General to return. Her chest heaving, Amber realizes who the man in the uniform was. 'I know him,' she exclaims to the others. 'That's the creep who drives us to school every day. I recognize his face!' The other girls slowly turn to look at Amber. 'What school?' Anna asks. Amber starts pacing around, looking at the white room and the other girls staring blankly at her. She feels the spot on her head where Vincent had pulled her hair. She goes to Aidra and asks her to repeat her name. You're in my deep learning class,' she says. Aidra seems confused. Then she goes to Audrey. 'And I recognize you too ... we've got the same mentor.' The girl shrugs her shoulders. Amber spins around, gathering her thoughts as the pieces come together. 'This is a blank space,' she whispers to herself. 'When you create a room in virtually real, you always need to skin it. Otherwise, you just get a white room. This motherfucker has put us inside a game!' There is a long silence as the other girls look at each other. Ashley breaks the line and approaches Amber. 'Is that what this is?' she asks quietly, taking comfort in the new girl. 'I could never quite figure that part out.' Amber quickly mobilizes the girls together. 'Listen to me,' she says. 'He's probably hacked it, so that's why you don't remember. But, none of us are actually real. Ok? This is just a video game.'
The girls take in the news with varying degrees of understanding. Ashley sits down, wrapping her arms around her legs. Anna and Audrey look and touch each other. Aidra innocently tells Amber that she doesn't play video games. Feeling around the room, Amber replies that she plays them all the time. And there is always a workaround. She just needs to find it. She goes to Ashley and asks the girl to tell her exactly what happens when the General comes into the game. Not looking up, the defeated Ashley says that they wait for him. He is in charge. He comes almost every day to fuck them. One girl per day. That is the rule. We have to act like we're jealous. Amber shakes her head in disgust. 'I've read online about perverts modding this,' she says. 'That's why they discontinued it last year. Way too easy to create your own digital slaves. It's ok, though, we can break this game pretty easily if we just work together.' Anna asks her how she can be so sure they aren't real. She feels real. Audrey chimes in, saying that she likes where she is. They have a great life. Everyone is so happy. 'That's because you're programmed to be happy,' Amber says. 'No matter how rough he is, you don't feel any pain. Right?' She shakes her head. Amber slaps her hard across the face. Anna gasps but Audrey just takes it with a smile. 'That felt really good,' she says, nervously starting to laugh. Amber tells her that she rests her case. She paces the room. 'If the game only allows him to have one girl at a time, then that might just be how we break it. But, I'm going to need all of you to trust me, ok?' The girls look at each other one final time before each slowly nodding. The gather into a huddle so Amber can explain her plan ... and the camera slowly tracks to one of the white walls to wait.
The room goes very bright and the General wipes the frame. He smiles eagerly at the girls lined up in the exact same row he had left them. Sternly marching back to Amber, he asks her to repeat her name, age, homeroom, and reason she is here. In perfect fake obedience, she tells him. He tells her to get on her knees and service him. One girl only. That is an order. The other girls pout and beg to be included, as they always do, but the General silences them. Amber gets down and unzips his cock from his military pants. She grabs it and looks up at him. 'I really can't wait to suck your dick,' she says with a smile. He shoves it in her face and begins to face fuck her. For the first few minutes of the blowjob, the girls behave as they always have: begging and jealously crawling over each other to get a good look at the General's cock. He seems to really enjoy the extra enthusiasm of his latest school girl. But, suddenly, she stops and orders the girls to join in. They swarm the General and proceed to reverse gang-bang him in a sexual frenzy. BGGGGG. The General is so overwhelmed by the girls that he cannot order them to stand down. Amber eagerly tells them all to try and get the General to make them cum. As they cum, they stagger back behind the action and fall to the floor, disappearing from the game in bright flashes. Finally, the only two people left in the white room are Amber and the General. In a standoff, Amber gets the general to cum all over her face. As soon as his jizz hits her, he realizes what has happened. He starts to run around the room screaming 'EXIT' as Amber masturbates and laughs at him. She orgasms loudly as he collapses to the floor in front of her, banging his head. The room goes very bright.
SMASH CUT to VINCENT, banging his head against his desk. He pulls the VR Headset off in a panic. The tabletop screen is fuzzy. He pounds his fists and throws the headset down in frustration, storming away from the desk.
CUT to Vincent driving the bus. He stares at the road while the school girls chat excitedly in the back. Even though his virtual game has been broken, there is nothing stopping him from starting again. A final exterior shot shows the bus drive off into the distance.
THE END
Casey Calvert - Mommy Monster
MOMMY MONSTER
LESBIAN MOM USES STEP-SON AS BAIT TO SEDUCE COLLEGE GIRL
SCENE opens on an elegant couple as they are driven home one afternoon from a speaking engagement. Senator Gregory, the husband, is on the phone with one of his constituents discussing the event, a 'family comes first' charity put on by one of their biggest donors. As he speaks, Mrs. Gregory stares out the window. She hates having to accompany her husband to such conservative affairs. It is so irritating. But, they live a privileged life and, with her husband away so much, Mrs. Gregory has a lot of freedom to explore her own interests.
The Senator ends his call and asks the driver how long it will take to get to the airport. 'I'm expecting my son to be home when we return,' he says proudly. Mrs. Gregory smirks. 'Oh, I didn't realize William was coming down. It's a shame you'll only see him for the weekend before you fly out again.' Squeezing his wife's knee, the Senator says not to worry. The boy's going to stay all week, so she'll have plenty of time to catch up with her step-son too. Her smile slowly fading, Mrs. Gregory looks back out the window.
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The camera pans across a well-appointed bathroom. Mrs. Gregory sits on the edge of the tub, secretly looking at candid photos of girls on her phone. Her hand slips between her dressing gown as she gets excited, but she is rudely interrupted by her husband calling her from down the stairs. He wants her to come and say goodbye. The woman closes the phone in a huff and exits.
The Senator is waiting by the door. He tries to kiss his wife, but she makes an excuse and hugs him instead. Meanwhile, William strolls into the room, still in pajamas and eating cereal. He says bye to his dad and plops on the couch, ignoring his step-mother. Mrs. Gregory, aware of the slight, urges her husband to leave before he misses his flight. She kisses his cheek and pushes him out of the door, closing it in a silent victory. She hates having to touch him.
The woman walks into the living room and stares at her step-son in silence. He continues to ignore her. You can feel the tension growing between them. Finally, Mrs. Gregory takes the bowl from his hands. 'You haven't been answering my emails,' she says coldly. He looks up at her in disgust. 'And you stopped funding my account,' he replies, taking the bowl back and continuing to eat. Exasperated, the woman sits down and tries to reason with her step-son. 'I thought our agreement was clear,' she continues. 'I pay you for every qualified lead you deliver to me!' William shakes his head. 'You're a psycho,' he says standing up. 'Just come out of the closet already, mom! I don't want to be your fucking wingman anymore!' In a tracking shot, he walks to the kitchen while his mother follows desperately. She pleads with him to not be difficult. He knows what kind of situation she is in with his father and the public. If anyone found out about her hobbies, it would be the end of his political career. And their wealth. And their status. And his trust fund, which she has been generously topping up for years! William turns to cut her off. 'Your hobbies?' He argues. 'You mean, bribing me to bring girls over so you can take advantage of them?' Mrs. Gregory purses her lips, trying to remain calm. 'I mean, helping your mother out.' She whimpers. William sees his mother start to crack and backs down. After all, he does love her. Even though their relationship is highly dysfunctional, the pair still have an emotional bond. Mrs. Gregory is the only mother figure that William has ever known, since his birth mother died when he was young. He has helped her keep her lesbianism a secret over the years and, in turn, she has made sure he can lead a life of privilege. An 'I scratch your back, you scratch mine' type of relationship. But, constantly tricking girls has weighed down on his conscious. 'I was hoping that this visit would be different,' he says. 'I'd like to try and act normal, you know?' Mrs. Gregory closes her eyes. She assures her son that she has just one profile that she wants him to contact. That's it. Just one date. Just one bait and switch. Then, the rest of the week he can do whatever he wants. And she'll start the allowance again. He tries to hold back his resentment but ultimately agrees to the deal.
TEXT PLATE: Several days later
William opens the front door and leads a pretty college girl named Anna into the house. The pair have just gone out and had a great time, after hooking up on a dating app. He invites her to sit down in the living room, flirtatiously kissing her, before leaving to fetch them a beverage. She smiles sweetly and makes herself comfortable. Meanwhile, Mrs. Gregory has been watching closely from the top of the stairs, dolled up in a super sexy dress, with her cleavage exposed. She struts down the stairs and introduces herself as Marilyn. 'Oh, I wasn't aware that Todd had a roommate,' Anna says awkwardly, obviously unaware of who William really was. Mrs. Gregory smiles and explains that this is her house. Todd is her assistant. Anna seems disappointed that she was brought home to someone else's house. She thought she was going to hook up! Mrs. Gregory asks the girl's name and age. 'It's Anna,' she replies. 'I'm twenty-one and in my second year of nursing school. I was just telling Todd all about the horrors of my placement exam!' Mrs. Gregory licks her lips in anticipation and sits down beside the girl, doing her best to charm her. Anna doesn't know how to react, so she tries to remain polite even as Mrs. Gregory begins to make obvious advances. She hints at the idea of her assistant regularly bringing over girls for them both to enjoy, but that he has never brought over someone as beautiful before. Anna swallows hard, replying that she wasn't aware Todd was into that. Mrs. Gregory smiles. 'Aren't you into that, too?' She asks seductively, running her finger up Anna's thigh. Before Anna can reply, the woman adds '... Because it would be a real shame if you weren't. It's almost impossible not to look at you!'
William comes back in the room. He didn't realize that his mother would be at it so soon. 'You're here,' he says coldly, putting the beverages down. 'I'm sorry Anna, I wasn't aware she would be home.' Anna tells him not to worry, his boss was very friendly. 'I had a really lovely time, Todd.' She says, standing up to leave. 'But I had probably better be going.' Mrs. Gregory cuts her off, apologizing. She offers to leave them alone, so they can continue their date. She was just about to go out anyway. Anna seems unsure but, not taking no for an answer, Mrs. Gregory instructs her assistant to sit her back down. As she grabs her purse and exits the front door in a hurry, the family members exchange secret, intense looks.
William apologizes, explaining that his 'boss' can be overbearing. She is a very good woman and his girlfriend's always end up loving her, she can sometimes just come on a little strong. His speech feels wooden and strained, as if he has given it many times before. Anna innocently makes a joke about his past girlfriends, asking how many he's had and whether she should be concerned before he cuts her off with a kiss. They start to make out on the couch. As their kissing leads to heavy petting, Anna suggests they go to her place instead, but William is insistent that they stay where they are. Lost in the moment, Anna agrees and unbuckles his pants to give him a blowjob.
While she sucks his dick, Mrs. Gregory slowly creeps back in through a side door and tip-toes towards them. Anna does not realize that the woman has come back in the room, but William does. They make eyes at each other, as Mrs. Gregory tries to silently give him instructions on what to do next. He holds Anna's head and face-fucks her to distract her while trying to tell his mother to remove her clothes. It will make the switch easier. Mrs. Gregory strips down and starts touching herself eagerly. Shielding her from view, William pulls Anna to her feet and asks her to ride his dick. She agrees and climbs on top of him. While they fuck face to face, William starts to talk about his boss again. Completely devoid of emotion, he asks Anna if she got turned on by the woman's advances. After all, his boss really has a way with women. Anna jokes and tells him sure, she's been with chicks before. His boss was a hot older lady, but what she wants tonight is some dick. William stares at his mother as he speaks his hollow words, the girl riding him closely and moaning. Impatiently, Mrs. Gregory tries to motion for him to wrap it up. She's horny. He needs to get out and stop spoiling her good time. But, something changes inside William. He can't put up with the manipulations any longer. This will be the last time his mother puts him in such a position. 'Did my boss tell you about how much she likes taking dick?' He asks the girl, an evil smirk crossing his face as his eyes never leaving his mother. 'But she only ever does it when there's another girl involved, since she's more of a dyke?' Mrs. Gregory is horrified. 'She did seem pretty gay,' Anna laughs as she bounces up and down. 'But that would be pretty hot. I'm into threesomes.' William laughs, picking her up and putting her in doggy, her face pressed against the couch. 'Good, because that's exactly what I had in mind tonight!'
Mrs. Gregory rushes beside him and tries to get him to stop. He gives her the finger and keeps pounding. 'I said stop!' She screams, slapping her son across the face and causing Anne to turn around and notice her. She is very surprised ... but laughs in the heat of the moment. 'Oh shit, I didn't realize you meant right now, Todd!' William goes back to fucking her and invites his mother to join in. 'Yes, of course that's what we meant,' he says smiling. 'If you're down for that, Anna? You did mention it on your profile!' The girl smiles and says sure, as Mrs. Gregory stares at her son in horror. 'I can't possibly have sex with you,' she whispers. 'You're my son.' William stares at her coldly. 'I'm not your real son,' he says. 'And I'm never doing this again ... so if you want that pussy, you better get down there and suck my dick.' He pulls out and offers his cock to both women. Anna, having no idea that anything other than a kinky hookup is happening, eagerly gets down and starts sucking again. Mrs. Gregory shakes her head. 'This is a complete and utter betrayal,' she threatens him in a low voice. Covering Anna's ears as he fucks her face again, William replies that his mother is wrong. A complete betrayal is what she has been doing to him for years. Furthermore, a complete betrayal would be him telling his father about everything. And, if she doesn't do what he says tonight, that's exactly what he's going to. Her life will be ruined. Anna begs the woman to join in and help her please Todd. It'll be fun. She has no idea what is being said up there in the quiet conversation. Mrs. Gregory, seething with anger, tells Anna to go back to sucking. She drops to her knees and grabs William's balls. 'There Todd,' she says defiantly. 'I know how much you like it rough!' This descends into the BGG sex scene, where William and his step-mother hate fuck each other while Mrs. Gregory tries to focus on Anna and William keeps pulling her back to please him instead. Poor Anna is caught in the middle and eventually gets cut out of the threesome all together, as William pulls out and jizzes all over his mother. She spits it out and tells him she hopes he's satisfied, while he rubs his dick all over her cum-stained face.
By this point, Anna has begun to realize that the hookup she's agreed to is far more complicated than she had thought. She quickly gathers her things and tells the pair that she's leaving. It's been fun but, quite frankly, feels a little weird now so she's just going to get out. Still seething at each other, they barely say goodbye as she awkwardly exits. 'You are such a fucking liar,' Mrs. Gregory screams at her son through tears. 'The only liar in this house is you!' He replies coldly and storms out of the room.
Alina Lopez - Guidance
GUIDANCE
SCHOOL COUNSELOR TAKES ADVANTAGE AND ROUGH FUCKS TROUBLED TEEN
SCENE opens on Jamie, a beautiful 18-year-old girl, as she sits at her kitchen table doing homework one afternoon after school. The student is copying notes from one of her text books when she hears a car pull in the drive and slam on the brakes. Panicking, she quickly gathers her things and rushes up the stairs, narrowly missing her father as he staggers inside. The mean-looking man slams the door and yells at the 'bitch' to get down and make him dinner.
CUT to Jamie, cowering in a corner of her room, as the door bursts open and her father barges in. He takes a sip from his bottle, before undoing his belt and threatening the girl to get downstairs and do as she is told.
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Jamie walks down the street in her school uniform, clutching her books. She looks shell-shocked and spaced out, almost bumping into a passerby as she stares ahead aimlessly.
CUT to a teacher's lounge. Mr. Harris, the school's guidance counselor, is eating his lunch when one of his colleagues asks to join him. They small talk for a few minutes about work before the teacher mentions having some concerns over one of his homeroom students. Jamie is a bright, gifted girl, but something has happened to her this semester. Her once-perfect grades are slipping, and her attitude has really changed. He is worried that something might be happening at home and asks Mr. Harris if there is anything he can do to help. With college applications coming up, the guidance counselor suggests that the teacher send her in to receive some mandated counseling. It's normal for seniors this time of year and, while they are going over her post-secondary options, he will be happy to see if he can help in any other way. The teacher agrees and thanks him before excusing himself to get back to class.
TEXT PLATE: The Next Day
Mr. Harris sits in his office reading when there is a knock on the door. He quickly drops his book, reaches into his desk for some mouth wash, and gargles it into his coffee cup before straightening himself out and going to the door. Jamie is standing there meekly. She hands him a hall pass signed by her teacher and says she is supposed to see him for the college applications. Mr. Harris smiles and invites her inside, shutting the door.
Asking the girl to sit down, Mr. Harris takes a seat behind his desk and studies the girl. She is beautiful but broken, with closed body language and an anxious looking face. 'You've never come to see me before,' he begins. She shakes her head. He introduces himself and gives the girl a quick background on his role at the school. He has been a member of the faculty for two years. He has an associated degree in child psychology. He is a big believer in the importance of counseling, especially as it relates to later adolescence and the transition years between teenager to adult. He asks how old she is and Jamie, without making eye contact, tells him she just turned 18-years-old. He smiles. 'That was a certainly an interesting age,' he recalls. 'There's a lot of change happening in your life, isn't there? Does it feel like a perfect storm?' Jamie tries to change the subject. 'My teacher said you had to talk to me about college?' Mr. Harris stares at her for a moment, smiling, before snapping back to the task at hand. He asks the girl some questions about her school plans. Has she thought about what she'd like to major in and where in the country she'd like to study? Jamie seems very distraught, as she chokes out that she would really love to attend Northwestern ... but she knows she isn't going to be able to. Mr. Harris leans in and takes the girl's hand. 'You can do anything you put you mind to!' He says encouragingly. Jamie looks down at them holding hands and seems very preoccupied by it. She even rubs her finger gently across his.
Mr. Harris pulls away and moves behind her. He starts to talk about his role as a guidance counselor. 'I know you were sent in here to talk about one thing,' he begins. 'But I want you to consider this a safe space. A place where you can talk about anything.' Jamie stares down at her feet and asks if she can be dismissed. She doesn't need an application. Mr. Harris cuts her off. 'Gone are the days where a counselor like me simply sits in their office handing out applications and waiting for crisis to occur.' He says. 'I'm here to listen and help you in any way I can, be it academic, developmental or even personal.' Jamie looks up at him, her eyes welling up. From his vantage point, Mr. Harris can sneak a look down the white blouse of her uniform. He tries to avert his eyes, but the girl is very beautiful, and he can't help himself. 'Are you sure there isn't anything you would like to talk to me about?' He asks, gently putting his hand on her shoulder. This time, the girl doesn't touch him back. She just starts to cry.
'I can't go to college ... because my father came back home,' she says tearfully. Mr. Harris asks her to explain and the girl confesses that her father had recently been released from prison. Her mother had no choice but to let him back in, even though he had always been a very bad man. In the last six months, he has gambled and drank all the money they had saved for her school. Now, mom is barely home, and dad is home too much. It's getting bad. Mr. Harris hugs the girl as she confesses her family secrets. His hands slowly wander down her back and rest at the top of her school girl skirt. He closes his eyes, trying to remain professional while Jamie buries herself in his chest. 'Does your father hurt you in any way?' Mr. Harris asks nervously. Jamie nods into his chest, starting to rub her hands over the man's back as she breaks down. Mr. Harris bites his lip, looking at the closed door of his office. 'What does he do to you exactly?' he whispers. She looks up at him. 'He fucks me up,' she says, kissing the counselor.
The troubled school girl aggressively kisses her counselor, backing him up against his desk. He tries to pry her off, telling her that it isn't appropriate for him to be doing this. Finally, she slumps back into her chair. 'I'm so messed up inside,' she screams. 'I don't know what to do with myself!' Not wanting to raise suspicions, Mr. Harris hushes her and darts over to make sure his door is locked. He stutters that everything is going to be ok, he won't tell anyone what happened. She should consider him a friend. He tries to pinch himself to stop the growing bulge in his trousers. She looks at him, her mascara running. 'Are you married?' She asks. Mr. Harris nods. She puts her head in her hands. 'I'm so sorry,' she says, breaking down. 'I'm just confused.' Mr. Harris stares at her, conflicted between his attraction and his sense of duty. From his POV, we see him scan her body as she twitches in her seat looking up at him with doe-eyes. 'It's ok, Jamie.' He says, opening his arms. She goes in to hug him again and they stare at each other, their lips inches away. 'Will you tell anyone?' She asks. He shakes his head. 'Everything is confidential in this room,' he finds himself saying. She bites her lip. 'I need to feel something inside of me other than my father,' she says back. 'Can you please help me?' There is a very long silence, as the sexual tension builds between them. Finally, unable to take it anymore, Mr. Harris throws the girl down on his desk, pulling down her panties and undoing his pants. He grabs his dick and stares at Jamie's bare ass, as she turns back to him. 'Please do it,' she begs as the guidance counselor slides inside of her.
BG Rough Sex Scene. As they have sex, the broken schoolgirl demands that Mr. Harris fuck her harder and harder. Finally, he cums on her face.
Panicked by what has happened, Mr. Harris tries to wipe up the girl's face and get her back into her clothes. 'I think you should probably take the rest of the day off,' he says nervously. 'Just to give this a little space. I'll write you a permission slip. Is there anywhere safe you can go?' He starts to throw his own clothes back on and write up the slip on his desk, his hands shaking, as Jamie looks defeated again. She tells him she has nowhere to go. He suggests calling a friend. She throws down her bag and screams that she doesn't have any friends. He suggests a women's shelter again but, by this time, the girl has begun crying again. Frantically searching for ideas, he ends up suggesting she come to his house that night. 'I can tell my wife it's an emergency,' he stammers. Jamie stops crying and nods, thanking the man. He tells her to sit tight while he pulls out his phone and dials his wife, his fingers now fumbling uncontrollably. As the phone rings, he motions to the girl to keep calm. 'Hi honey...' he says, his voice breaking.
Kenzie Reeves - Detour
DETOUR
18-YEAR-OLD BEST FRIENDS PICKED UP AND TRICKED BY RIDESHARE DRIVER
SCENE OPENS as two 18-year-old girls, Molly and Sandra, walk out of the mall where they both work and head over to the curbside rideshare area. From inside the car, the camera watches them lean in, confirm the ride, and get into the back seat. They are being driven by a clean-cut, handsome man named Stefan, who politely greets them, confirms the pickup on his phone, and drives out of the lot.
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Throughout their drive, the girls small talk about the stresses of life at home. Having both recently turned eighteen, they are very ready to graduate and become independent. That's why they are both working at the mall - to save up for a dream backpacking trip after school ends. Stefan listens silently, smiling to himself at their banter. At a certain point, Molly, the more outspoken of the two, asks him where he is from, given his accent. When he tells them he is from Europe, they both perk up and start asking for travel advice. That's exactly where they want to go backpacking! Stefan, who seems very worldly and sophisticated, has lots of tips on where to go and what to see from his own life experience. Both girls listen intently and exchange glances. The driver is handsome for an older guy! As they sit listening and Molly, in her awkward teenage way, tries to flirt with Stefan ... Sandra starts to notice they are not actually going towards their destination. This makes her nervous and she starts to go quiet as her best friend continues to giggle flirtatiously.
The handsome man drives them to a remote area where he stops the car. Before Sandra can say anything, he informs the girls that he's made a pit-stop at his house and invites them inside. He has something he thinks they could really use for their trip. Molly's eyes go wide, and she climbs over Sandra to get out of the car. Sandra is very reserved but follows her friend.
Stefan and Molly enter the house, with Sandra cautiously following. Inside his living room, Molly comments on all the unusual artwork and books in the man's library. There is an old-fashioned suitcase propped up on the coffee table. It looks like an antique. Stefan walks over and opens it, showing the girls what's inside. The camera does not see the contents but, instead, focuses on Molly and Sandra's reactions. Their eyes go wide. Stefan smiles, his lips curling. He offers to give them everything inside the suitcase for free if they will simply agree to do one little thing in exchange. Sandra shrinks back and asks him what he wants. He holds his smile, staring coldly through her. 'I want to take some photos of you,' he responds. Sandra shoots Molly a look. Molly smiles nervously, asking what kind of photos he wants. Stepping towards them, past the open suitcase they are still staring at, he explains that he wants to take some photos of them kissing. He picks up a camera resting on his piano. 'There is nothing to worry about,' he continues. 'I am not a creep. I just have a real appreciation for young women!'
Sandra is immediately reluctant, but Molly is transfixed by the suitcase. 'You will give us everything in that suitcase if we kiss for you?' She asks the man. He agrees. She turns to Sandra and starts trying to talk her friend into doing it. It's just a little kissing ... they've done it at parties before. Besides, he's clearly harmless. If he was a pervert, he would have done something by now. That suitcase is exactly what they need to get away from their parents and start living! Ultimately, Sandra agrees to do it for her friend.
The girls kiss for a bit while Stefan takes pictures, with Molly trying to put on a good show and Sandra remaining very awkward. Stefan seems to get off on this and zeros in on her during the photo taking. At one point, he asks Sandra if he can kiss her himself. She is super weirded out and refuses. Molly, becoming increasingly frustrated with her friend, pulls her aside again and begs her to just do it. Finally, Sandra agrees and lets the man kiss her. As he does this, he starts to hold her hands and wrap them around him. She pulls away. Stefan stops abruptly, putting his hands up. He walks back to the suitcase, closes it, tells the girls they're wasting his time, and invites them to leave.
Desperate and angry at her friend for being such a loser, Molly asks Stefan if there is anything she can do to him instead? After a long, dramatic pause, the man suggests he lick Molly's pussy, so he can get the sweet taste he craves. Not wanting to lose the opportunity, Molly agrees and goes over to the couch, pulling down the bottoms of her work uniform. The man eagerly begins to sniff and lick her, while Sandra paces around the room anxiously and tries to interject. Molly tells her to shut up and wait. Not knowing what to do, Sandra goes to a corner and tries to call her mom. Through a one-sided conversation, played out against a background of licking and sucking, the girl tries to ask her mom for a ride but ultimately chickens out. She doesn't want to rat her best friend out and the mom brushes her off. Sandra hangs up the phone, resigned, and goes back to the couch area to sit down and wait.
His face full of pussy, Stefan asks to put himself inside of Molly. Swallowing hard, the girl agrees. 'Just please be careful,' she asks, 'I've only had sex twice and I'm not on birth control.' Sandra is outraged that her friend is taking it this far and leaps up from her seat. She begs her to stop and, while getting fucked hard, Sandra tells the reluctant girl to help her out and join in. He likes her better anyway, it'll make it faster. Stefan smiles and agrees with Molly. 'I'll be very quick,' he says politely. 'You might even enjoy it!' Finally, not wanting to watch any longer, Sandra agrees and joins in to finish the deal. BGG Sex. Throughout the rest of the sex, Molly is eager to please Stefan and Sandra, resigned and spiteful of her friend's actions, tries to fuck the man as hard as she can to get him to cum. He ends up pulling out and cumming on them both.
As they dress in silence, the man locks the suitcase and hands it over. Sandra clutches it in her hands as he gives Molly the key. 'There, you both worked for it ... so, you each get half!' He says condescendingly. They can barely look at each other. The man offers to finish the rideshare and, silently, the girls follow him out the door.
Jaye Summers - The Cookie Jar
Nominated - Best Actor - Featurette: Tyler Knight, AVN 2020
THE COOKIE JAR
COLLEGE GIRL GETS CREAMPIED BY BOTH BOYFRIEND AND FATHER DURING VISIT
SCENE opens on Travis and Amy, two college students, as they park their car in the driveway of a nice suburban house. The pair have been dating for months, but this will be the first time that Amy meets Travis' parents and she's anxious. She's so anxious, in fact, that Travis has been giving her pep talks throughout the entire drive. 'You shouldn't be so worried,' he says, handing her a bag from the truck. 'My parents are very accepting people. They're going to love you, no matter what!' Amy doesn't want to admit it, but she comes from a less affluent family and is very insecure about being welcomed into Travis' upper middle-class life. Even her luggage looks shabby.
Travis puts his arm around his nervous girlfriend and guides her to the front door. Just as he turns the knob, his father opens the door greet them. The men share a big bear hug while Travis' mom steps through the doorway to join in. Amy stands off to the side, awkwardly, until Travis notices and introduces her to his parents. His mom, Mrs. Greene, warmly takes Amy by the hand and invites her inside while his father offers to take her bags. This puts Amy at ease and she smiles shyly at the man before following her into the house. Mr. Greene holds the door open for them, sneaking a quick look at Amy's behind before he shuts the door.
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The camera pans across the kitchen while the family chats and cooks together. Amy is in awe of how amazing Travis' parents are -- they seem to have the perfect nuclear family. Mrs. Greene is glamorous and sophisticated and his father, despite being quiet, is wise and successful. A very respected surgeon. She loves watching her boyfriend interact with them and thinks that it could be a glimpse into her own future! While the girl loosens up and begins more actively engaging in the conversation, Travis' father secretly watches her. He is having his own thoughts about the future.
CUT to that evening. The family sits around the living room sharing dessert. Mrs. Greene is telling Amy all the embarrassing stories from when her son was young, much to Travis' chagrin. As they laugh, Amy starts to notice Mr. Greene staring at her. They keep awkwardly making eye contact and it makes Amy nervous again. She wonders if his father dislikes her and, when he suddenly excuses himself to go to bed, she becomes convinced that it's because she's done something wrong.
CUT to Amy brushing her teeth and looking anxious in the bathroom mirror. She walks back into Travis' room and slips into bed beside him, while he jokes about fucking together in the same room he had as a boy. They kiss, and Travis tries to get on top of Amy, but she is clearly preoccupied. She asks if they can just crash instead. It's been a long day. Disappointed but understanding, Travis says sure and snuggles up beside her. He turns out the light. Amy quietly asks her boyfriend if he thinks his father hates her. Travis laughs and tells her to stop being ridiculous. Of course, he doesn't hate her. He is just a quiet man. They go to bed.
CUT to Amy lying on her side, staring at the clock. It's 2am. The girl has battled insomnia for most of the night and decides to slip out of bed to clear her mind.
She walks into the kitchen to get a glass of water when she finds herself face-to-face with Travis' father. He is sitting in his bathrobe, eating milk and cookies. She is surprised to find him there. 'Sorry, I hope I didn't wake you,' he says, dipping his cookie in the milk. 'I couldn't rest,' she mutters. He asks if she wants some and, not wanting to offend him, Amy says ok and sits down. She awkwardly starts eating the cookie while he stares at her. 'It seems like you really like my boy,' he says after a pause. She nods and tells him that Travis is amazing, the greatest guy she's ever dated. He keeps eating. 'I still think he has a lot of growing up to do,' Mr. Greene says. Amy looks down awkwardly at her milk. There is another long pause. 'But ... you are certainly the most beautiful girl he has ever brought home,' Mr. Greene continues. Amy blushes and says thank you, while he continues to stare at her. She begins to feel very hot in the face, as he adjusts his seat ever so slightly to lean in closer. 'I understand that you come from a difficult upbringing,' he asks. 'And that dating Travis has represented quite a change in standards for you. Am I correct?' Amy assures her boyfriend's father that it isn't like that, she loves Travis because of who he is, not what he has. Mr. Greene eats another cookie. 'But, you agree that standards are important?' He asks. She nods. He smiles at her. 'As a father, I hold Travis to extremely high standards. I'm sure you can understand why.' She nods again, starting to feel uneasy about where the conversation is going. Mr. Greene steps off his seat and stands in front of her. 'He isn't going to end up with just any woman,' he father continues. 'He is going to end up with someone who is the right fit for both him and our family.' Amy nervously whispers that she hopes that can include her. Mr. Greene smiles again. 'I think it can ... once you have earned my blessing.'
There is an awkward silence in the room, as the weight of Mr. Greene's insinuations hang in the air. Amy looks down at the bulge in his pajama pants. 'What exactly are you asking, Mr. Greene?' she mumbles. He removes his robe. 'I think I'm making myself quite clear, Amy.' He replies. 'If you want to be part of this family, you're going to need to start by impressing me.' Feeling overwhelmed, Amy meekly argues that she doesn't want to hurt Travis. Mr. Greene tells her that the boy will never find out. In fact, they never need to speak about this again. Just 10 minutes now and she will have his full approval and support for life. She hesitates. 'You do realize why Travis brought you here this weekend, right?' He asks. She shakes her head. The house is still. 'There is a ring in his bedroom with your name on it. A family heirloom. My grandmother's ring.' He replies. 'The only thing Travis is waiting on is my opinion.' He takes his cock out. Her mouth drops open, as she fully realizes what her future father-in-law is proposing. 'It's bigger than my sons, isn't it?' Mr. Greene asks triumphantly. She looks back up at him. She can't believe this is happening. 'He really has a ring?' she asks. Mr. Greene nods, smiling and starting to stroke her hair. Slowly getting to her knees, Amy tells her boyfriend's father that she wants to marry Travis. She'll prove it. If this is what it takes, then fine. He just needs to tell her what to do. 'You can start by calling me daddy,' he says and puts his cock in her mouth. First BG Sequence with Creampie. After he has cum inside of her, Mr. Greene pulls out and exits the kitchen leaving the girl naked and alone.
CUT to the next morning. Travis wakes up and rolls over to find Amy already awake. She is staring up at the ceiling, reeling from the guilt of her affair the night before. He kisses her good morning and, not wanting to give herself away, she kisses him back and he climbs on top of her to continue what he tried to start the night before. Second BG Sequence with Creampie. After Travis has come inside of his girlfriend, he holds her close. She tries desperately to hide her guilt. 'Do you know how much I love you?' he asks. Amy smiles. 'Probably not as much as I love you,' she whispers. Travis leaps out of bed, pulls a ring box from his drawer, and drops to his knees. He tells Amy that she is his soulmate, the only woman he has ever wanted to spend his life with and asks her to marry him. Breaking down, she says yes, and he kisses her, slipping the ring on her finger. Through her guilty tears, she chokes out that she loves him so much. He happily suggests they go and tell his parents the good news.
Angela White - You Gotta Help My Wife!
Angela White's conservative husband thinks something is wrong with his wife when she gets herself all dressed up and offers to let him fuck her in the ass. Angela's husband ties his hot and horny wife to the bed and calls Dr. Keiran Lee, asking him to come over and determine what exactly has happened to his wife to make her so overwhelmingly horny. Angela begs Keiran to fuck her in the ass and the doctor obliges – it's really the only way to treat her condition.
Lexi Luna - The Gift Of Cock
The sexy Lexi Luna is having a small, but raunchy bachelorette party with some friends, including party-planner and maid of honor Tia Cyrus. While opening presents, a shocked Lexi discovers that one of the packages was hiding a giant cock poking out of the table! At her friends' coaxing, Tia and then Lexi suck and ride the mystery cock. Once he's no longer able to take it, Xander Corvus (the cock's owner and Tia's husband), comes out from under the table and takes a more active role in giving Lexi and Tia a good bachelorette party fucking.
Betty Foxxx - Anal Craving Milfs 8
Dirty blonde Betty Foxxx's striptease reveals big globes, thick thighs and ample ass. The married MILF tells neighbor Mark Wood that she's a swinger newly arrived from Spain. He sucks her huge, gumdrop nipples and labors to tug her skirt down over her thick posterior. Excited Betty gives him a blowjob. She kneels for a doggie-style fuck as Mark spanks her, thumbs her butthole and drills her into the rug. He lubes her ass for an anal reaming; Betty slaps her boobs and pinches her nipples in ecstasy. Dirty girl sucks dick ass-to-mouth and tongues Mark's bunghole. Her comely cheeks bunch, hump and squeeze cock through a rectal ride. Groaning Betty masturbates feverishly and squirts girl cum, which she tastes on her hand. Her sphincter gapes tightly. Mark pumps out a cum facial, and Betty swallows semen.
Abella Danger - Working Out Their Anger
Abella Danger and Katana Kombat have developed quite the rivalry, looking to impress everyone at their dance class, but the studio may not be big enough for the two of them! Overwhelming their instructor, and the other participants, with moves that would drop anyone's jaw, it becomes apparent that these two jealous rivals wants to do more than just dance side by side - they wanna fuck!
Lacy Lennon - Scentual Healing
Lacy Lennon's captivating, sexy feet and the intoxicating odor they emit drive her colleagues wild to the point of full-on, overt sexual debauchery. Luckily for Lacy, she's able to use the spell cast by her stockinged feet and gams to disrupt her boss' attempt to fire her for poor performance, all while seducing her cubicle neighbor Seth Gamble, who can't resist a seductive footjob – and much, much more. Despite causing sexual chaos in her office, Lacy can't be faulted for doing anything other than putting her best foot forward.
Lauren Phillips - My Busty Valentine - S10:E10
Lauren Phillips is ready for Valentine's Day as she decks her bigtit bod out in a sheer thong, thigh-high stockings, and a dress that highlights every curve. She leaves a trail of rose petals for Kyle Mason to follow. When he does just that, he finds Lauren splayed out in bed with only a few small articles of clothing between Kyle's hands and her body.Despite the temptation of Lauren's hairy twat, Kyle starts his day out with the buffet of Lauren's breasts. Her big boobs easily pop from the top of her dress, making it easy for Kyle to palm the huge globes and lap away at Lauren's hard nipples. Lauren even enjoys a taste of her own jugs as Kyle continues his exploration of her body.Sliding a hand between Lauren's thighs, Kyle adds pussy pressure to the maelstrom of feeling that he's creating in his lover's belly. Lauren presses Kyle's hand harder against her, grinding her hips against his palm. When Kyle dips his head and pulls her thong aside, Lauren can't spread her thighs fast enough to welcome him in for a pussy feast.Not to leave Kyle hanging, Lauren gets on her knees before him. She pulls his dick out, finding it nice and hard to stroke with both hands. Leaning in, she licks her lips as she opens her mouth to begin sucking him off. There's only one thing that could seduce Lauren away from her blowjob, and that is getting the D. Kyle is happy to deliver!He kickstarts their fuckfest by paying Lauren down on the table and spreading her legs so he can step between them. Sliding deep inside, he gives her a moment to get used to it before he starts with slow, long strokes. Picking up the pace, Kyle gives it to Lauren until she's squealing her sensual delight.As Lauren comes down from her first climax, she slides off the table and gets to her feet. Leaning forward, she presents her fuck hole for another round of fun. Kyle is quick to take her up on the sensual invitation, shoving back inside and riding her hard so that her titties bounce with each stroke. Taking a seat on a chair, Kyle pulls Lauren forward until she is settled into his lap. She slides down until she's fully impaled, then starts rocking her hips in a mutually delightful rhythm. Kyle hangs on for the ride, keeping his hands anchored around Lauren's hips as she rocks his world. As soon as she has gotten off one last time, Lauren gets back on her knees and uses a combined titty fuck and BJ to give Kyle a very happy ending.
Isabella Clark - The Russians Are Cumming
Seductive Russian spy Isabella Clark flaunts her curves while enemy soldiers Angelo Godshack, Antonio Black, Damien Soup and Michael Fly surround her with their thick pricks. A four-on-one orgy is on! The blonde slobbers on their boners, opening her throat as they fuck her face. Two meaty dongs fill her cunt and bunghole in an intense double penetration! Antonio's big black cock fucks her asshole, providing deep interracial anal reaming. Isabella moans as three big boners squeeze inside her stretched butthole in a wicked, triple-anal penetration! See butthole gaping and an ass-to-mouth blowjob too. Isabella swallows a mess of cum.
Ashley Adams - Anne - Act One: The Orphanage
Winner AVN Best Actress - Feature Eliza Jane
Winner XBIZ Best Actor -- Feature Movie Tommy Pistol
ANNE - ACT ONE: THE ORPHANAGE
SCENE opens late one night. A cop car pulls into frame and parks beside a large residential complex. The driver door opens, and a uniformed officer gets out, adjusting himself and sauntering up the front steps. A plaque on the door reads: The Hands Transition House for Wayward Girls. No one answers when he knocks, so the officer lets himself in.
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Inside the complex. The officer walks down a darkened hallway towards the main office of Mr. Hands. His transitional facility is a government sponsored orphanage that, according to state regulations, is supposed to release its orphans once they turn eighteen. But, Mr. Hands has discovered a much more lucrative way to retain them. He has built a secret room in the back of his property where he moves the girls once they come of age. There, he can keep them occupied to support his other business ventures and no one from the establishment ever needs to know.
But the officer knows. That is why he is here. He has been accepting bribes for years. When he enters the office, he walks in on Mr. Hands, dressed in a smoking jacket, receiving a blowjob from one of his girls. The 18-year-old orphan is dirty and half-naked, resting on her hands and knees to service the corrupt proprietor. She doesn't even look up as Mr. Hands casually invites the officerto sit down. 'Sorry, I didn't expect you tonight!' He laughs. The officer is used to the man's complete lack of discretion and curtly requests his monthly envelope. As he slowly takes it out of his pocket, Mr. Hands boasts to the officer about business. He has a fresh acquisition: an 18-year-old orphan named Anne. The girl had been dumped on his doorstep years ago and grew up in the orphanage. Despite being abandoned, she still holds out the naïve hope that one day her beloved parents will return, even wearing a broken necklace left for her by her mother!
Their conversation is intercut with tightly cropped shots of Anne being led up the back of the property to the secret room. We do not see her face, only her hands clutching a broken heart necklace as she walks nervously.
The officer cuts the man off and demands his envelope. He doesn't need a sob story. Just keep the girls low-profile and nobody should come around to bother him. After all, they're all adults, right? And he isn't doing anything inappropriate to them, right?!? The men laugh, as Mr. Hands stands up, dismisses the girl, and hands the envelope to the officer. He peeks inside before tucking it in his pocket and going to exit. 'Please tell me one thing, though,' the officer says, chuckling. 'Is this one at least pretty?' Mr. Hands curls his lips up in a sneer and says 'The prettiest one I've ever had. A redhead!'
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Inside the secret room. Anne's face is revealed for the first time, as she sits down on her new cot still clutching the broken heart necklace.
Anne stares out the window, still clutching her broken heart, as the camera slowly tracks back to reveal seven other 18-year-old orphans sharing the same room. The space looks more like a sweatshop than an orphanage, with work stations set up at each cot.
Mr. Hands has been using the girls as labor for a black-market business he has selling used panties. When they aren't producing for him, they work on webcam and other forms of men's entertainment to earn their keep. Free room and board ... plus some extra perks if they get along well with the boss. On this evening, two of the orphans are busy working a cam show while three others rub, remove and package a giant stack of panties. They've been at it all day and look exhausted. Another girl dolls herself up in a cracked mirror, getting ready for a special guest that evening, while, Sally, a frail girl lies huddled in her cot trying to get some rest. Her leg braces rest beside her.
Patty, the resident bully, comes bursting into the room with her sidekick, Bonnie. The two orphans have been with Mr. Hands the longest and enjoy making the other girls squirm. Sally is their favorite target. Bonnie grabs her leg braces and makes fun of her while Patty stirs up the other orphans to get involved, teasing that it won't be long before Mr. Hands gets tired of the normal girls and wants a go at the cripple. This is because, each night, he comes into the room and cherry picks a few girls to fuck him in exchange for work relief.
Patty starts to imitate him, going from girl to girl, groping and kissing them, and offering them favors in exchange for sex as they all laugh and play along. Sally buries herself under the covers to hide from their teasing, as Anne takes notice and rushes over to break up the crowd. Protecting Sally, she demands that Bonnie let go of her braces. When Patty comes at her, the two girls almost get into a fight. The orphans restrain Anne until she finally backs down, telling the bullies to stop picking on girls weaker than them. Patty retaliates by telling all the other orphans that they shouldn't support Anne. After all, she is the reason why Mr. Hands has been doubling down on the rest of them. If she wasn't such a goody-two-shoes virgin and just let Hands fuck her occasionally, life would be simpler. After all, it's not that hard if you just play along. 'But Anne thinks she's better than the rest of us, girls!' Patty yells. 'All because of that stupid necklace and the delusional belief that her parents actually love her!' Furious, Anne rushes her again and the orphans start to fight when Mr. Hands comes barging into the room.
The orphans panic and jump into their cots. Mr. Hands staggers through the room, demanding to know who was causing the ruckus. He pokes around each cot, unimpressed with the state of the girls' workload, before zeroing in on Anne, who is hiding in a corner of the room. Getting right up in her face, he accuses the orphan of distracting the other girls and keeping them from finishing their work. Before she can protest, he punishes her with double duty the following day. Several other orphans laugh gleefully as he doles out the punishment, but Mr. Hands quietens the crowd. 'Of course, there is one easy way to get out of this, Anne,' he says with a sneer. Anne tells him she isn't interested and tries to get around him. The lusty proprietor follows her, sneaking a look up her skirt and telling her it would only last a few minutes. All the other girls do it and some have even grown to like it.
He pulls Patty to her feet and starts to use her as an example. She is clean, well-fed, and has everything an 18-year-old girl would want. He pulls Bonnie up as well and bends her over. Looking at her friend with a smirk, Bonnie hikes up her skirt and pulls down her panties. 'Would you like my pussy or my ass tonight, Mr. Hands?' She asks submissively. He slaps the girl on the ass and tells her to make out with her friend to get him hard first. She does obediently. Anne turns away in disgust.
Mr. Hands fucks Bonnie and Patty in front of Anne to try and coax her into agreeing to be with him too. She continues to refuse his advances, even as the two girls join him in his taunts. They follow Anne all over the room, fucking and teasing her while she tries to avoid them.
Several other orphans chime in to pressure her while the rest watch nervously in silence. In the end, Mr. Hands cums in the mouths of his two most loyal orphans, who lick him up eagerly and tell Anne she is just being a prude. Her parents are never going to come for her. And she has nowhere else to go. Anne clutches her broken heart and asks Mr. Hands to leave her alone. Angry, the sweaty man rips the necklace from her neck and storms out of the room, leaving the girl to collapse in a crying heap as all the other orphans tuck into their cots and go to rest.
TWO WEEKS LATER
Anne is shell-shocked and depressed, having no hope left after her necklace was taken. She kneels on all fours, scrubbing the orphanage's courtyard, while the other girls goof off around her. Mr. Hands has made it his mission to break the girl's spirit by having her do all the chores by herself. Only the crippled Sally tries to help her.
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A luxury car pulls into the complex. A beautiful and well-dressed woman named Ms. Farling gets out and walks to the front door of the orphanage. She is the personal assistant of a very successful businessman named Anthony Westfield, who has been asked to invite a local orphan to his estate for an upcoming charity event. When Mr. Hands opens the door, he is immediately suspicious. His informants are supposed to keep people like this off his property, especially nosey women. When she hands him a letter from the state requesting his cooperation, Mr. Hands has no choice but to invite her inside. As they tour the kitchen and common areas, Ms. Farling tells the crooked proprietor that her boss never had a daughter of his own, so she is hoping to take in a teenage girl for the week as a surprise for him. Mr. Hands freezes. He tells her coldly that they don't have any good girls right now ... only delinquents and troublemakers. But he has plenty of children in the other building if she wants to take a tour. Disappointed, Ms. Farling agrees but just as they are about to exit she overhears the orphans in the courtyard. She can see them through a window and insists that she go down and look, despite Mr. Hands' protests.
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Ms. Farling enters the courtyard and all the orphans stop, stunned to see such a beautiful and sophisticated woman in their midst. They know they are not supposed to interact with the public and a few of them even try to hide. Anne is the only one who doesn't react, her face still focused on the floor. Ms. Farling notices her immediately and walks over, kneeling to address the sad looking girl. She feels so sorry for her. She asks her name and how old she is and, when Anne doesn't respond, Sally limps over to join them. 'This is Anne, ma'am,' she says politely. 'She is 18-years-old and has been here since she was a baby. One day, her parents are going to come back and get her!' A single tear streams down Anne's face as she makes eye contact with Ms. Farling for the first time. 'Is that true, young lady?' She asks, clearly moved. Anne nods slowly. 'Would you like to come with me and let me help you find your parents?' She asks. Anne smiles for the first time in weeks and Mr. Hands, who has been watching anxiously in the background, steps in between them. He tells Ms. Farling to ignore Anne, she is the worst of the lot. A thief. Not the type of orphan her boss would ever want in his home. Ms. Farling, her eyes never leaving Anne's, replies that she has made up her mind. Anne is the perfect candidate, even more so if she has a troubled past. After all, the press loves a good story and the girl will be a great fit for her boss' image. Mr. Hands tries to dissuade her, but the assistant reminds him of her court order. The state clearly says that she can select any orphan she wishes from under his care.
Left without a choice, Mr. Hands puts on a fake smile and assures the assistant that he will personally bring Anne to their estate in the morning. He is always supportive of charity. She smiles and, hugging Anne, tells her she will see her tomorrow. It's only a day away. She lets herself out, leaving Mr. Hands alone with the orphans. His fake smile turns into a snarl the moment she is gone. He plucks Anne up and drags her out of the courtyard, while the other orphans rush back up to their room.
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Mr. Hands leads Anne into his office and throws her down on the couch. He tells her that he has no intention of letting her leave after she has disobeyed him so many times. She begs him to let her go, pleading that this opportunity may be her only chance to find her real parents again. Mr. Hands laughs and pulls the broken heart necklace out from his pocket. He dangles it in front of Anne's face while using the situation to manipulate her. Why should he cooperate when she has been so uncooperative in the past? She knows what she needs to do to get favors from him. Desperate, Anne finally offers to have sex with Mr. Hands if he will agree to take her in the morning as he had promised. He smiles and makes her repeat her offer several times, to his amusement and sick satisfaction. Then he takes his pants down and takes Anne's virginity in his office.
Once he has cum, Mr. Hands staggers over to his desk. He pulls out a vial and a rolled-up bill, leaning over the desk to sniff something up, as Anne struggles to put her skirt back on. She asks what time she should be ready in the morning and, looking coldly at her whilst sniffing, Mr. Hands replies that he has changed his mind. He's going to bring someone else instead. Maybe Patty. Anne wasn't quite as good as he would have expected. A bit of a letdown, really, considering all those months of buildup. Betrayed and furious, Anne charges at Mr. Hands, screaming that she is leaving and that she wants her necklace back that he stole from her. The crooked proprietor grabs her by the throat. 'You're not going anywhere,' he growls before locking the orphan in his closet. He sits down at his desk, does another line, and puts his feet up as Anne pounds her fists behind the door.
Avery Black - My Boss's Daughter
Avery Black is a spoiled brat who is used to getting her way. Her dad is in the middle of an important business meeting with Keiran Lee, but that doesn't stop Avery from butting in and demanding attention. Bored with the meeting, Avery starts teasing Keiran right under her dad's nose and, despite her bad behavior, winds up getting exactly what she wants – a good, hard fuck.
