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CAUGHT BETWEEN
Cheating Wife Takes Turns Fucking Her Husband And His Best Friend

SCENE OPENS on a young wife, Tess (Penny Pax), in the hallway of her residential house, wearing a fashionable billowing day-robe hurriedly tied together with a sash, glimpses of her lacy elegant underwear peeking out. She is ushering an attractive-looking and stylish man, Xavier (Ryan McLane), into a bedroom connected to the hall. She has a pensive, conflicted expression on her face as she heads into the room herself and closes the door behind her.

'Are you sure nobody saw you?' she starts to say as she closes the door and turns to face him, but she's interrupted with a steamy, passionate kiss from Xavier, gripping her face with both hands and his body pinning hers against the door slightly. 'I've been waiting all week for this,' Xavier says in a low voice and moves back in for another kiss on the lips. Tess lets out a gasp of pleasure, but her face continues to look conflicted and her brow furrows with concern. She starts to lightly push on his shoulder or chest and tells him to wait. Xavier pulls back, confused, and asks her what's wrong.

Tess explains that she can't keep doing this with him anymore. Xavier grins and takes her by the waist, pulling her in slightly. That's what she said the last three times she called him, he says suavely. She pulls away more emphatically this time and tells him to stop, and his smile drops. She says that she's serious this time - it isn't fair to Rick. Xavier moves in closer to her and says in a soft voice that he doesn't care. How can he say that? Tess asks. Rick's his best friend! Xavier replies so? It shouldn't just be about what Rick wants. What about what HE wants? Or what SHE wants? This thing between them is real, it's undeniable, why should they both be miserable just for the sake of someone else? 'Because I still love him,' Tess says desperately and adds that she can't keep lying to him. It's tearing her up inside.

Xavier points out that she's going to have to keep lying to him anyways, she can't just erase the past eight months. The lying isn't going to end unless she tells Rick about ALL of it... Tess shakes her head no, it would break his heart, she could never do that to him. Xavier says that he could be the one to tell Rick, and then they could be together without anyone in the way. Tess tells Xavier no, nobody is telling Rick, the past is going to stay in the past where it belongs. Xavier asks then what's the difference if they enjoy themselves this one more time or not? Tess struggles for an answer, but Xavier's charms are working on her, and as his hands move sensually up and down her body, opening her robe to expose her underwear, she finds her resistance crumbling. This has to be the last time, she insists as she gives in and bends down, taking his cock out of his pants.

Just as she slips his dick into her mouth, the same familiar click of the front door lock from earlier can be heard. What was that? Tess says in a panic. Xavier says he didn't hear anything, and tries to keep the moment going, but Tess pushes him off and remarks that she thought it sounded like the front door. Then from off-screen her husband Rick's voice calls out 'Tess? Honey?' Tess says in a panicked whisper 'Shit! It's Rick!' Rick remarks softly that he thought Rick wasn't supposed to be home for hours, and Tess instructs Xavier to stay in the room and keep quiet. She rushes to retie her robe and straighten her hair before leaving the room.

Rick, sweetheart, she gushes as Rick (Ricky Johnson) rounds the corner into view, and she approaches him to give him a cordial kiss on the cheek - what is he doing home so early? He says he took a half-day and wanted to surprise her, he knows he's been really busy with work lately and he wanted to make it up to her. Plus, he couldn't stop thinking about her today. He leans in close and says he thought they could have some... intimate time together. Tess glances back nervously at the master bedroom door behind her and then back to her husband, and says she's not sure she's in the mood right now. Rick looks disappointed but understanding and says that it's his fault, he thought it would be fun to surprise her but maybe it would have been better for him to call her first instead of spring it on her. He knows she doesn't like to be as spontaneous as he does. He says it's fine, at least they can still spend the day together, just let him change out of his work clothes and they can do whatever she wants with the rest of their day. He takes a step towards the bedroom to get undressed but she stops him. NO! Tess says suddenly, and then catches herself. She means no, actually he's right, maybe they SHOULD be a bit more spontaneous. What if... they get a bit frisky in the guest bedroom instead? she suggests. Rick smiles but looks a bit confused, the guest bedroom? Tess smiles and plays with the tie draped around his neck - yeah, she says, why not a change of scenery to shake things up? Rick smiles and shrugs, sure, why not?

They go into the guest bedroom and begin to kiss. Just as things are getting intense, Tess comes up with an excuse to go to the master bedroom, saying that she wants to go and get Rick's favorite lube. Rick is all for it, and Tess bounces out of the room. Tess enters the master bedroom where Xavier has been waiting impatiently on the bed. She hurries over to him and whispers that the coast is clear, she's busy distracting Rick, but he'll have to be quiet and sneak out the back door. Xavier seems stubborn, and in a quiet voice asks her how long is this going to go on for? Tess pleads with him and says she doesn't have time for this conversation right now, he has to leave! Xavier stands up calmly, crosses his arms and says no. No? Tess asks in a panic. Xavier repeats no, he's not leaving. If she doesn't want to tell Rick, then he will. Rick can burst in and find him here for all he cares. Desperate, Tess asks him why he would do this, and Xavier says that he can't stand the thought of her being in there with Rick, fucking him, because... 'because I love you'. Tess is shocked, but firm in her resolve. She looks at Xavier and tells him he has to leave. Now.

Meanwhile, Ricky is getting tired of waiting for his wife and walks towards the master bedroom. He rounds the corner only to find...Tess, alone on the bed. Hi honey, she purrs. Tess tells him that she changed her mind and was waiting for him to find her all sprawled out for him. She quickly takes off her husband's pants, helping herself to his huge cock. It doesn't take long for him to slide that cock inside Tess's tight pussy, fucking her hard. She squeals with ecstasy, jumping on top of him and riding his dick. He fucks her hard and deep, flipping her over and pounding her doggystyle before dropping a creamy load in her mouth. Kissing him softly, she leaves the room to clean up. Rick calls from the other room, telling her that he just got a call from work and has to go back. She leaves the room to kiss him goodbye, but doesn't see...that Xavier is still there, hiding behind a door. Tess will find out soon enough that her lover never left...and he's far from done with her...

What Happened To My Sister?
BROTHER COMES HOME FROM TRIP TO DISCOVER STEP-SISTER IS FUCKING DAD

SCENE opens inside a taxi cab, as it pulls to a stop. A young man named Rick (Small Hands) stands waiting on the curb, his backpack and a gift bag in hand. He has just arrived home from a trip across the US to 'discover himself,' as his father (Steve Holmes) puts it. He gets inside the cab. After giving the address and setting off, Rick and the driver small talk about his trip along the way: places he went, things he saw, and where he's headed now -- back home to his family before starting a job at his father's company in the fall. The driver makes a joke about having to go home to mom and Rick laughs. No, no mom. It's just his dad, his dad's wife, and his step-sister Josie (Jill Kassidy). He really missed her, and it was just her birthday, so he is excited to give her the gift he found on his travels! The taxi driver says that it's always good to be a big brother while Rick stares off into the distance.

When he enters his home, he is surprised to find it empty. He calls out to his dad, to Deena, his dad's wife, and to Josie. But nobody replies. Mildly concerned, he walks through the house until he starts to hear sounds coming from his father's bedroom. Assuming it's his father and step-mom, he makes a face and turns to leave when, suddenly, he hears his step-sister's voice. 'Daddy .... Daddy please,' she moans from behind the door. Rick freezes. In horror, he slowly opens the door to reveal Josie bent over the bed being penetrated by his father! The father grunts and thrusts as Josie takes him all in, moaning with pleasure and calling him daddy. Rick can't believe what he is seeing ... yet he can't look away. Where is his step-mom? What the fuck is his dad thinking? He spies on them for a few moments, trying to take it all in, when suddenly Josie makes eye contact with him. The step-siblings stare at each other. But, instead of reacting, Josie just keeps getting fucked until Rick feels so uncomfortable that he turns away and storms out of the hallway.

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Rick sits, arms folded, on the couch when his father enters the room. 'Son,' he exclaims, surprised. 'I didn't realize you were coming home today.' He tries to give Rick a big hug, but his son is standoffish. 'Where's Deena?' he asks curtly. His father makes a face, struggling to think of how to respond, when Josie enters the room. Acting normal, she rushes up and hugs her big brother, giving him a kiss on the cheek and saying how much she missed him. Is that gift bag for her?! He pulls away. 'Where's Deena?' he asks again accusingly. Josie and his father exchange knowing looks before his father smiles and pats his son on the shoulder. 'A lot has happened while you were away, son,' he says.'Josie has made a lovely dinner! How about we all sit down and talk about it like a family?'

CUT to Josie putting a bowl of pasta on the table, as Rick's father tries to engage his son in awkward small talk about Deena. Josie takes out some napkins and unfolds one in her step-father's lap, her fingers grazing his crotch, which makes Rick snap. 'Are you fucking kidding me? Sit down!' Josie slumps down meekly while Rick's father bites his lip and struggles to keep calm. He tells his son that, after much consideration, he and Deena have decided to separate. 'Why?' Rick asks. 'Does it have anything to do with the fact you're fucking my little sister?' He yells, standing up. Josie begs him to sit down. 'Josie is your step-sister, Rick,' his father corrects him. Did the father even wait until she was 18? Yes, of course he did. They both agreed to wait until she was a grown woman. They love each other!

Rick looks at his sister and asks how she could betray her own mother like that? How could she destroy their family like that? How could she do this to him? Josie, who has been growing emotional throughout the entire fight, ends up storming out of the room in tears. The men are left alone to stare at each other. Rick's father looks very disappointed. 'Are you happy now, making your sister cry? She and I have chosen to be together. Whether you like it or not, this is our family now!' He storms off too, leaving Rick alone. He can't help but feel guilty for making his sister cry.

CUT to Josie's bedroom. She lays hugging a pillow when Rick knocks on the door and asks to come in. He is holding the gift bag which he gently rests on the dresser. At first, she gives him the cold shoulder, but crumbles as soon as he sits down beside her to apologize. She buries herself in his arms and pleads with him not to be mad at her. It's been a very overwhelming summer and he doesn't know how many times she just wished he had been home to help her through it. Rick asks Josie to explain what's really going on. It seems as if he's come home to a madhouse.

Josie wipes her eyes and tells him that, over the past few months, things between her and her mom have been bad. She kept getting jealous of Josie, especially the way his father looked at her. She began to accuse Josie of being flirtatious and trying to steal her man. Finally, it got to a point where Josie was so angry, she decided to just do it. To prove a point. Rick's father has always been pushover, it didn't take much to get his dick out. Then one day, Deena walked in on them having sex. It was a joke. 'But Deena didn't take it as a joke, did she?' Rick asks. Josie shakes her head. 'I thought it'd be funny! I didn't think she'd actually leave us,' she replies. 'It doesn't sound very funny to me,' Rick says as he puts his head in his hands. 'So, are you in love with my dad?' He asks. She shrugs. 'I mean, I love him. He's like my dad too.' She nudges closer to her step-brother. 'But I really just want to stay here so I can be close to you!'

They look at each other, their lips inches apart. Rick shakes his head and tells her that he is feeling very fucked up. Although he feels betrayed, with the way she gazes at him pleadingly, something wells up inside of Rick. He finally jumps her, unable to contain his feelings for her any longer -- no matter how angry he is.

THE HOUSEMAID'S TALE
WEALTHY MAN INTIMIDATES HIS EUROPEAN MAID INTO CLEANING FOR HIM IN THE NUDE

A wealthy man (Charles Dera) comes down the stairs of his house and turns the corner into the living room. He is distracted by his phone, and without looking, he accidentally bumps into a woman (Valentina Nappi), a housemaid who was cleaning in the room. He apologizes, and remarks that she must be the new maid the cleaning company sent over. She responds yes, with a noticeable accent but her english is otherwise quite good. He welcomes her to the payroll, and she replies 'Thank you, Mr. Bradley' in a polite and respectful tone. He tells her there's no need to be so formal, please call him Trent. He asks her for her name -- he's clearly into her. She introduces herself as Rosa. As he listens he notices her accent more, and asks her where she's from. She replies that she's Italian. 'Ah, Italian!' he exclaims, and boasts that he speaks a little Italian himself. He recites a small phrase in French, and Rosa nervously responds that she doesn't know French. Trent dismisses his blunder, then boasts that he travels a lot for work and he's been all over the world. He asks if she likes to travel and she says that she'd never been out of Italy until she moved here a few months ago, her family didn't have much money growing up and since coming to the States she's been cleaning houses for a living and sending some of her wages back to them when she can afford to. Trent misses the point, and tells her that she's missing out if she's never traveled for fun, getting uncomfortably close to Rosa. It's clear that she's unhappy with his close proximity, but he either doesn't notice or doesn't care.

Trent seems emboldened by what he mistakes as Rosa being friendly instead of just polite. He asks her if she's ever been to one of the local Italian restaurants, a fancy-sounding one. Rosa gives a strained smile at his tone-deaf question and says no, she hasn't. Trent was clearly expecting this answer, and says that's perfect, he can take her there sometime! There's no better five-star restaurant in the area, he knows the head chef personally. Rosa interrupts him and tells him she's flattered, but she makes it a policy not to date clients. Trent's smile wavers, and he starts chuckling to himself out of embarrassment. 'Oh what, you thought I was asking you out on a date?' he laughs, and then in a bit of a more petty tone, he says 'You must think I'm some kind of fucking loser to pay my maid to go on a date with me.' Rosa starts to apologize, she thought- 'Yeah, I know what you thought,' Trent interrupts, and his rude tone gradually gets worse as he starts to rant at her. 'Let me tell you, I do just fine. I've dated supermodels, I've dated fucking pop stars, trust me, I don't need to be hitting on my fucking maid, OK?'

As her boss gets more and more riled up, Rosa tries to calm him down. Finally she admits he's right, she's so sorry, and to make him feel better about himself she lies and says she must have misunderstood, english isn't her first language after all, she sometimes misunderstands things. The fact she acted like he was right seems to cool Trent down, and he starts to treat her nicely again, patronizing her even. Oh, of course, how silly of him, apology accepted. Sometimes he forgets who he's talking to, but he didn't mean to be so insensitive. He'll try to speak a bit slower from now on so she can understand better. Reluctantly, Rosa says thank you, and he says he'll leave her to her work then. He walks past her and gives her a pat on the shoulder, not noticing that she flinches slightly at his touch. He keeps walking away from the camera and out of focus, as Rosa stands there looking shaken.

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CUT TO days later, Rosa is on her knees scrubbing the floor with a sponge or rag, and wearing rubber cleaning gloves. She is wearing a nicer outfit than the previous encounter, one that accents her curves nicely and reveals a bit of her legs and cleavage, though it still looks on the plain, sensible and affordable side. She's wearing a cleaning apron to keep the clothes relatively clean. Trent comes down the stairs and quietly approaches nearer to her, with the camera following his male gaze POV as he watches her with voyeuristic intent.

After a long moment of watching her silently, Trent says what a nice dress she's wearing. Rosa is startled for a moment, then sighs in relief. 'I didn't see you standing there, Mr. Bradley!' she scolds him with a nervous laugh. He apologizes for scaring her, and says he hopes she's not still on edge from what happened the other day. Rosa, clearly lying, says no, of course not, he's the customer and it's her job to keep him happy. Trent, oblivious, says that's good and he's glad they were able to work things out. He watches for a few more moments and then compliments her on the dress. She looks up at him with a smile and says thanks, does he like it? She's wearing it for someone special. Trent raises his eyebrows, grins, and says 'Are you, now,' thinking she meant him. Rosa says yes as she turns her attention back to scrubbing, and continues saying she has something very special planned for the night. Trent asks her to go on, and she seems to warm up to him a bit since his apology and becomes a bit more talkative. She tells him she's planning a romantic candlelit dinner, followed by a delicious dessert... although if all goes according to plan, 'we won't make it to dessert!' She lets out a hearty laugh. Trent remarks that that's very forward of her to say. Rosa looks back at him with a wink and says that she's Italian, passion runs in her blood. She and Trent continue to talk about her planned special night, with him still thinking it's him she's talking about. She asks if she can leave an hour early to get ready and he agrees.

Rosa thanks him graciously as she starts to collect her supplies from around the floor, and says that her boyfriend is going to be so surprised. Mr. Bradley's face cracks, her boyfriend? Rosa says yes, her boyfriend, for their three month anniversary, didn't she say so earlier? Mr. Bradley gets up slowly and starts to walk towards her with a heavy step. No, he says angrily, she didn't say so earlier. Rosa starts to say oh, well who else did he think she was referring to? But before she can finish, Trent interrupts her in a raised voice. 'I'm not paying you to run off and fuck your fucking boyfriend!' he shouts. He continues, talking about how she's prancing around in the dress, trying to turn him on, and now she's going to reject him to go fuck her boyfriend? And she wants him to pay for it? All it takes is one phone call from him and she'll be deported so fast. Trent stomps past her and kicks the bucket of water next to her, causing it to spill onto the floor. There, he says without looking back at her, there's some work to do, she can clean that up.

The next day, Rosa arrives at the house and is surprised to be met by Trent upon arrival. She remarks nervously that she didn't expect him home this morning, usually he's in the office until much later. How was her date? Trent asks. Rosa says nervously that it was fine, but doesn't elaborate. Trent looks her up and down, seeing she's wearing very plain clothes. He remarks that she's not all dressed up today, in fact pretty much the opposite. Rosa replies that these clothes seemed more work-appropriate. Trent tells her he disagrees - he liked it when he could see a bit of skin. In fact, he wants to see a lot more. He wants her to strip naked and clean his house in the nude today. Rosa spins around, clutching her supplies in shock. He wants what? Trent says, 'You don't want all that money to stop going to your parents, do you?' She's worried and says that he wouldn't do that, and he says, 'You can try me!' He then tells her that he just wants to help her and her family... Looking sad and humiliated, Rosa reluctantly says 'fine' and starts stripping out of her clothing, throwing them onto the floor in what little protest she can give.

As she strips, Trent stares with great interest. When she's finally naked, he instructs her to start cleaning. She begins scrubbing down the sink and he tells her she missed a spot, and another spot, and another...

Rosa turns and see that Trent has his cock out. She recoils, saying that this has gone too far while Trent says it's only just started. As he undresses, he tells her that it'd be a shame if she had to fly away, never to see her boyfriend again... Does she understand the words that are coming out of his mouth? So she knows what she has to do. Rosa's hesitant but finally goes down on her knees with a defeated, 'fine.'

ANNE - ACT THREE: THE SCAM

SCENE opens in Anne's bedroom. She is slowly being woken up from her slumber by daddy, grinning ear-to-ear with lust and devotion. Overnight, he has become a new man, obsessed with his princess. While the rest of his staff watch eagerly from the doorway, he hands the girl a surprise -- a beautiful, brand new necklace from the fanciest jewelry store in town. He tells Anne that he had Ms. Farling go and order it especially for her, as no daughter of his should wear a rusty piece of tin around her neck. Anne smiles at daddy as he takes the necklace out of the box and shows it off, but her expression soon fades. She tells him that she is beside herself with happiness. He is the best daddy she could ever ask for and the charity event at the end of the week is going to be perfect -- but she cannot accept the gift. She explains that her broken heart is the only thing she's ever had that belonged to her real parents. She still believes that they are out there somewhere and, until she finds them, she will never take it off. That is why she is here. She needs his help. daddy studies her for a moment before breaking away. He summons Ms. Farling over and, in a low voice, asks if his assistant had completed the background check on the girl. She nods quietly, whispering that they could not find any traces of the parents. daddy hushes her and goes back to Anne. Horny and desperate to keep her happy, he pledges to post a reward for any information related to finding her folks. Anne bursts into tears, hugging him. 'You really mean that?' She says. He nods, adding that with his connections they should be able to find her parents within days. Anne hugs him as he clutches onto her body lustfully and sends Ms. Farling to alert his publicist.

Several days later. Mr. Hands is sitting in his office, angry, when PATTY brings him a newspaper. Anne is on the front page with a headline that reads: $1M Reward for Real Parents. The villain can hardly believe his eyes. He kicks PATTY out of the room, does another line, and places a call. 'Sis,' he says in a one-sided conversation. 'Get over here now. Bring the husband. I've got a job for you two!' Slamming the phone down, he wipes his teeth with his finger and walks over to his safe. Fumbling to unlock it, he finally does and pulls out a manila envelope with Anne's name on it.

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A door knocks. Mr. Hands opens it quickly to reveal his sister and brother-in-law standing there. They are a very trashy looking couple, especially the husband, Mr. Budge. While Mr. Hands tries to hurry them through the courtyard towards his office, Mr. Budge insists they make a pit stop to visit his secret wing. It's been awhile since he got a good look at his girls. Mrs. Budge agrees with her husband, urging her brother to let them go and just have a quick peek. Irritated, the crooked proprietor says fine and tells them to hurry. He hasn't got all day.

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Mr. Hands leads the couple through the secret room, as they drool over each girl. The orphans shrink back at the site of the truly disgusting and distasteful couple. They are even worse than Mr. Hands!

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Inside his office, Mr. Hands orders the couple to sit down. He has a business proposal for them. One of his girls has been taken in by a very wealthy businessman and they are now offering one million dollars to find her real parents. 'I ain't killing anyone,' Mrs. Budge says curtly. 'Not after last time!' Mr. Budge tells his wife to shut up and stop interrupting her brother. He asks Mr. Hands what he is getting at. 'That reward money belongs to me,' Mr. Hands replies. 'If they are going to steal one of my girls, I'm at least going to be the one who benefits from it. And I'm willing to cut you both in 50/50.' Mrs. Budge is still hesitant. She accuses her brother of being a pathological liar and asks why they should believe him. Mr. Hands tells his sister that he knows they are looking to get into his business. He sees the way they look at his girls. Doing this job for him would be a perfect trial run for a longer-term partnership. Mr. Budge is very eager to hear more and, shutting his wife up again, asks his brother-in-law what they would need to do. Mr. Hands explains that all they must do is convince Anne that they are her real parents. And he has all the inside information they would need to perfect their con. He hands them the manila envelope containing photos and documents about the parents who abandoned the girl so many years before. They are dead. All the records are there. But, more importantly, he has this. Mr. Hands pulls out the other half of Anne's broken heart necklace. 'You flash this little memento in front of her eyes,' he says, with a sneer. 'And the money is as good as ours!' Mr. Budge eagerly takes the necklace from his brother-in-law's hands. The men start to laugh. 'Not so fast,' Mrs. Budge says. 'I haven't agreed to anything yet.' Her husband starts to plead with her, as she stares coldly into her brother's eyes. 'We're only going to do it,' she continues. 'If you add a little cherry on top.' She smacks her lips and motions back to the secret room. Mr. Hands sighs and asks which one she wants. Smiling, Mrs. Budge replies that she liked the little vulnerable one in the corner. The girl with the braces. If Mr. Hands will agree to let them have a go with her, then they will be happy to play pretend parents afterwards. Mr. Hands seems irritated by his sister's demands but agrees and leaves the room to go fetch Sally. The creepy couple smile at each other, as Mr. Budge puts the necklace around Mrs. Budge 'S neck.

When Mr. Hands returns with the crippled girl, she is clearly nervous. 'That's right, Sally,' he says, taking her leg braces from her and leaning her up against the table. 'Just do everything this nice couple wants and then one week off, as promised.' Sally nods meekly, before asking Mr. Hands if that can include some television. She misses it so much. The crooked proprietor laughs and turns to the couple. 'Be careful with her bones,' he says distastefully. 'She's got muscular something or other. But, she bends easily if she has something to prop herself up with.' Mr. Hands winks at the girl and, taking her leg braces with him, says that he'll keep these outside for safety. He leaves as the couple close in on the girl.

'How old are you?' Mr. Budge asks, his hands wringing. Sally tells the couple that she just turned 18 a few months earlier. They cannot contain their excitement. 'Young and eager,' Mrs. Budge adds. 'Just the way we like them!' She kisses Sally on the mouth. A long, awkward kiss. 'You sure you want to do this, sweetheart?' Mr. Budge asks the girl. 'You seem a little reluctant. We don't want to have to call old Handsy back in here, do we?' Sally shakes her head and tells them in a monotone voice that she wants to please them both. They can do whatever they want to her. The couple kiss triumphantly, before Mrs. Budge undoes her husband's pants and guides Sally down to his penis. From the corner of her eye, Sally spots the broken heart necklace dangling from Mrs. Budge 's neck. Her mind flashes back to the moment when she handed Anne the other half of the same necklace. 'Where did you get that?' she asks, her mouth full of cock. Mrs. Budge laughs and says it's a family heirloom. Then she joins the girl in sucking her husband's dick.

As she is bent over the desk and penetrated, Sally sees the newspaper with Anne's photo. She begins to piece together what is happening, especially as MR. and Mrs. Budge begin to make jokes and off-the-cuff remarks about the con and their future fortune. Knowing that she may be able to help her friend, Sally plays up the submissive act to try and get more information. In the end, Mr. Budge cums all over Sally's face but not before she has a pretty good idea of what the couple plan to do. Mrs. Budge calls Mr. Hands back in the room, yelling that they are done. The crippled girl takes her leg braces back, without making eye contact, and quietly exits the room.

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SEVERAL DAYS LATER
Inside the mansion. It's the end of the week and everyone is busy preparing for the charity event, blowing balloons and hanging up streamers. daddy and Anne sit in an adjacent room practicing their speech with Ms. Farling when the doorbell rings. The BUTLER answers and is surprised to see a clean-cut couple standing on the doorstep. It is Mr. and Mrs. Budge but they introduce themselves as the Knox family. They claim to be Anne's biological parents! When they saw the newspaper headline about their dear sweet Anne, it felt like the miracle they'd been waiting eighteen years for! They invite themselves into the mansion, as Anne overhears them and drops everything to rush over. She looks them both up and down. 'Mom? Dad?' She says, collapsing into Mr. Budge's arms. daddy looks devastated as he asks the man if he is certain that this is his daughter. Before he can respond, Mrs. Budge pulls out the broken heart necklace hiding underneath her blouse and says she has never been so sure about anything in her whole life! Anne sees the necklace and breaks down. She thanks daddy profusely for helping to reunite her with her parents. Ms. Farling, suspicious, whispers to her boss that they should confirm this lead before concluding anything. They can ask them to leave until they've done the proper due diligence. But daddy, staring stoically at the daughter he nearly had, cannot bring himself to break her heart again. After all, he has truly fallen in love with the beautiful young orphan. So, he suggests that he and his staff give the family some privacy to gather up her things. He shows them to the stairs and, as they head up, Anne hugs him one more time. 'Thank you, daddy,' she whispers in his ear. He watches her go upstairs with the parents before turning back and storming through the house, tearing down some streamers.

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Inside Anne's bedroom. Anne starts packing her bags while trying to connect with her long-lost parents, but something makes her feel uneasy. Their affection seems insincere and almost sexual. They don't want to catch up at all, they just want to talk about how pretty Anne is and how much fun they are going to have with her. They also seem to be arguing over something, although Anne can't quite figure out what. Her supposed father wants to wait until they leave to 'give it to her' but his wife is urging them to do it quickly now. It isn't going to take long. 'What isn't going to take long?' Anne asks innocently. Agreeing with his wife, Mr. Budge tries to grope Anne. She backs away awkwardly. MRS. BUDGE asks if she will come and sit down on the bed beside her. When she agrees, Mr. Budge slides in too and starts to kiss her. Anne asks why her parents are acting this way and they explain that this is just how their family shows affection. She tells them about everything that happened to her in the orphanage and how long she held out for them to return. 'Then how come you're being so distant with us now?' Mr. Budge jokes. 'Don't you want to kiss your mama while we wait?' Anne looks over at her supposed mother and slowly nods. The women kiss awkwardly. 'Now, come over here and suck daddy's dick,' Mr. Budge says. 'Quickly. Just like a good girl would!' Anne thinks about daddy and everything the man had done for her. All she did was be a good girl. Maybe that's all she needs to do now. The confused orphan slowly agrees and gets on her knees, as Mrs. Budge pushes her head towards her husband's dick.

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Downstairs. daddy stares into space, utterly depressed, as Ms. Farling paces in the living room making calls. The other staff linger, taking down the decorations when suddenly, one of the gardeners bursts into the house carrying Sally in his arms. He yells for his boss and they help deposit the exhausted girl onto a couch. Breathless, she tells daddy who she is and where she comes from. She's been out all night trying to find them. Anne is about to be kidnapped by two criminals. They were hired by Mr. Hands. She overheard the whole plan. As soon as daddy hears this, he flies into a rage and storms up the stairs, his staff chasing him.

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Mr. Budge is pulling up his zipper, having just cum on Anne's face, when daddy bursts through the door. He takes one look at his princess before knocking Mr. Budge to the ground, as Ms. Farling grabs Mrs. Budge and wrestles her into submission. Shocked, Anne tries to defend her parents. What the hell are they doing to them! MRS. FARLING restrains her while daddy, the GUARD and the BUTLER drag the two criminals out of the room. She sobs into the assistant's chest, screaming at daddy to stop hurting her parents. She is inconsolable! A few moments later, daddy slowly re-enters the room with Sally. As soon as Anne sees the other orphan, she stops. 'What is happening?' She asks them all. Sally wipes the semen off her friend's face, as the two girls hold each other. 'I need to tell you something,' she says. Those people were not your birth parents. They were imposters, sent in by Mr. Hands. Your birth parents are dead. She hands Anne the manila envelope.

The room becomes eerily still, as the weight of the truth hits Anne. She pours through the photos and documents, as everything she has ever hoped for disappears. In a daze, she gets up and slowly staggers out of the room.

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Anne descends the stairs, with daddy following. Tears are streaming down her face. The man tries to comfort her, apologizing for her loss. He will do anything she wants. He loves her. As he consoles her, Sally and the rest of his staff follow them in the background. Anne buries herself in his chest. 'Please fuck me,' she says frantically. daddy steps back, confused, and assures her that she doesn't have to do that. Not now. 'I don't care,' she cries, looking up at him. 'I need to feel something ... anything other than this!' She starts pulling at his belt like a maniac, as he looks around nervously for his staff and tries to talk her out of it. But, something else has snapped in Anne. She demands that daddy make her cum. If he loves her, he will make her cum. She needs to feel something, she begs repeatedly. Finally, the man agrees, and they start to have sex in the living area.

His staff, who are gathering around them, look at each other awkwardly. 'You are all dismissed!' daddy says, trying to be authoritative mid-pump. But, the staff stay frozen, looking on stunned as the pair switch positions. Sally tries to intervene, asking if Anne is ok. She's probably in shock. Ms. Farling chimes in that she could call a doctor. 'Please Sally,' Anne begs frantically. 'This is what I need to do!' The staff urges each other to leave but Anne insists they stay, she wants them to watch, she wants them to join. She insists this is what they all need. The staff slowly start to undress and join the fray, gathering in an intense orgy born out of Anne's insatiable hunger.

When all the group is spent, daddy cradles Anne in his arms and tells her he loves her. 'Ms. Farling,' the man orders. 'Call the police! I want that orphanage shut down immediately!' The assistant nods and, gathering up the other staff, exit the room. Wiping her eyes, Anne asks how Sally got away from Mr. Hands. With a smirk, she tells Anne not to worry about it. They hug again.

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.

YOU REMIND ME OF ME
Coach Lures Teen Cheerleader Into Sex With Her And Her Husband

SCENE OPENS on Heather (Cory Chase) welcoming Kelly (Mackenzie Moss) into her home. Kelly seems excited, even a little starstruck to be there. Heather, a well-known former cheerleader, is Kelly's cheerleading coach. She has taken a special interest in Kelly and has invited Kelly there for a last-minute pep talk before an upcoming competition.

Looking at old photos of Heather taken when Heather was 18, the same age Kelly is, they remark how much Kelly looks like Heather when she was younger. This segues into them chatting about the upcoming competition. Heather offers advice to Kelly about being an effective leader and dealing with the pressure of the competition.

At that moment, Heather's husband Donald (Stirling Cooper) wanders in, seemingly by accident. He remarks on how much they look alike and conversation turns to Heather's old uniform, which she gets up to go get.

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As they chat, Heather seems to get an idea: Kelly should put on Heather's old uniform for some fun and innocent photos. Kelly agrees but is shocked when they ask her to change in front of them. Despite her reluctance and growing disquiet, Kelly changes into the cheerleader outfit in front of Donald and Heather as they leer at her.

Donald and Heather take some photos as the atmosphere becomes even creepier. Soon, Heather and Donald reveal their plan: to have a threesome with Kelly. She refuses, but when Heather threatens to kick her off the squad, Kelly ultimately agrees. 'F-Fine, I'll do it,' Kelly says.

This conniving couple will do ANYTHING to get what they want...

SISTER TRAP
BROTHER TRICKS STEP-SISTER INTO WATCHING HIM MASTURBATE

SCENE opens on a cute timid 18-year-old teen in skimpy pajamas, Paige, waiting outside the bathroom door with a towel draped over her shoulder. 'Come on, Chase, I'm going to be late for school,' she implores and knocks on the door again. No answer for a few more seconds. She goes to knock again but as she does the door swings open and her hand continues through the open door to rap on the bare chest of her step-brother Chase. He's dripping wet and holding his towel over his waist with one hand. 'Woah, easy there girl,' he teases, taking her wrist in his hand and gently lifting it off his chest. He doesn't let go right away - Paige must wriggle a bit to free her hand from his grip, clearly a bit annoyed, while Chase laughs it off. 'Bathroom's all yours, li'l step-sis' Chase says, but even though Paige waits for him to move he doesn't step out of the way. After a few seconds she grunts angrily and tries to slink past him, but he shifts his body to block her further. 'Ugh, Chase, quit it!' she says in rustration. He mocks her further - 'Come on, you're a big girl, just turned 18, you're telling me you're still too much of a pipsqueak to push your big brother around?' Paige tries to push past him again and he blocks her way again. Even though her hand doesn't touch his towel, Chase pretends it gets knocked out of his hand and it drops to the floor - he's sporting a huge hard-on. 'Whoops! Look what you did, klutz,' he grins, and doesn't make any effort to move or pick up the towel. 'Well? Aren't you gonna pick it up?' he says. She exhales sharply and bends over to pick it up - upon standing back up, Chase moves slightly so that his dick brushes against her face. 'Ew, Chase!' she whines, and he laughs and wiggles his hips causing his hard-on to wave in the air teasingly. She shoves him more angrily out of the doorway and barges into the bathroom, slamming the door on him. Seconds later, she opens the door and throws his towel in his face, then slams the door again.

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It's another day, and Paige is spread out on her bed, lying on her stomach with her legs kicking idly in the air in time to music on her headphones. She's doing homework, chewing on her eraser as she thinks. We hear the muffled sounds of talking drowned out by the music, and suddenly a pair of fingers in Paige's face start snapping, startling her. She looks up, sees Chase, and takes off her headphones. Chase is standing in a tee-shirt and boxers, looking pissed off. 'Paige, are you deaf? I was talking to you, moron.' Paige is clearly bothered, but tries to hide it, and asks what he wants. He tells her he's having a girl over. She asks why he's telling her, she doesn't care. He says it's so she knows not leave her room, and especially that she'd better not come near his room. They might get pretty loud, he teases. Paige looks uncomfortable and looks down at her homework, not saying anything. Chase relishes in this and continues. Yeah, he bets the girl's gonna squeal real loud when she's riding up and down on his hard dick. He's getting hard just thinking about it, he says as he adjusts the growing bulge in his boxers. Paige winces and tries to go back to her homework, but Chase pulls the notebook out from under her. 'I'm not done talkin' yet, pipsqueak. That's not the way to treat your older step-brother, is it? You should show some respect.' Paige swallows hard and looks up at him - ok, fine, what? He laughs again. He was just saying how hard he's getting, does she wanna take a look? She shakes her head no, but he says he'll give her notebook back if she says yes, so she reluctantly says yes. From over his shoulder in a semi-POV angle, we see Chase pulls his hard dick out through the slit in his boxers, and waves it teasingly in front of Paige's face which clearly bothers her. He gives his dick a couple of tugs for emphasis. Pretty nice, huh? Paige winces, but agrees with him just so he'll go away. As a final prank, he rubs his dick against her notebook, and then tosses it back on the bed in front of her. Paige looks grossed out but resists the urge to say anything. Casually stuffing his dick back in his boxers, Chase stretches, yawns, scratches himself, and then heads to the doorframe. 'Remember, stay outta my room, right sis?!' Satisfied, Chase taps on the doorframe playfully and then walks out. Once he's out of sight, Paige makes a disgusted face and crumples the page in her notebook he wiped his dick off on, rips it out of the book and tosses it away from her. She puts her earphones back on and rubs her eyes and forehead, looking exhausted.

CUT to later that afternoon, Paige can't concentrate anymore. She sighs, pulls out her headphones, and lies on her back blinking up at the ceiling. From faintly outside her room, a woman's moan is heard. Paige hears it but pretends to ignore it. After a few seconds, though, more moans can be heard, faint but clear enough to tell they're the sounds of sex. Paige winces and tries to use her pillow to block the sound. But after a few seconds, she pulls the pillow out from under her. She's about to throw it away from her, but something stops her, and instead she slowly lowers it down between her legs and starts gently pressing one edge against her crotch. Slowly, almost imperceptibly at first, her hips start bucking and she pushes the pillow against her with more pressure, until she's humping the pillow with slow, hard thrusts. Her own soft moans join the moaning coming from outside the room. Eventually she positions her hand under her skirt, up her underwear, to add the strength of her own touch to the pillow thrusts. In spite of herself, one or two times she gasps Chase's name as she masturbates, each time looking like right after she regrets saying it.

Suddenly, in the middle of her masturbation session, the moans from the other room stop. Paige slows her humping to a stop, and then sits up and strains to hear. But she doesn't hear anything. Timidly, she gets up and stealthily opens the door to her room. She still doesn't hear anything. She tiptoes down the hall, camera tracking behind her, until she starts hearing the moaning again from her brother's room, only it's much quieter now. As quietly as she can, she moves to his door. The door to his room is not fully closed, it's ajar, but as she tries to peek in the crack is too small to see anything. She pushes it open slightly to get a better look. She sees Chase - not on his bed, but in his office chair, and not with a real girl but instead in front of his computer with a porn video playing in the background of a petite blonde. We only see the back of Chase in his chair but his arm is moving up and down, he's clearly jerking off.

Paige looks confused but intrigued, and she goes back to spying, opening the door the full width of her head to get a better look. As Chase is stroking, he's speaking out loud, presumably to the girl on the screen, who looks not unlike his sister - saying she's a slut, saying what he's going to do to her, etc. Paige gets turned on by the verbal - she starts touching herself over her clothes, careful still to not make too much noise.

This goes on for a couple of minutes, though as time goes on Chase's verbal gets more specific - first he starts calling the girl on the screen Paige - Paige is shocked to hear her name being spoken, but it turns her on even more. His dirty talk gets more elaborate, saying he knows she wants him, saying he knows she secretly loves it how he keeps finding excuses to whip out his dick in front of her. Saying that every time he lies about bringing home girls to fuck, she should know it's just to make her jealous. What shocks her the most though is when Chase speaks directly to her - 'You just gonna stand there watching?' Paige freezes in place. Chase slowly spins the office chair around and looks straight at her through the small opening of the door. He remains clothed in his t-shirt and boxers, his dick again poking out from the slit in his boxers, and he slows his jerking off to long, purposeful, teasing strokes. 'What are you waiting for, sis? Come and get some of this.' She slowly pushes the door open, but at first stands frozen in place at the threshold. Chase laughs and smacks his hard dick against the palm of his other hand a couple of times, making a slapping sound. 'What's the matter, moron? I said come over here and suck my fucking cock.' Paige looks spellbound - 'O-okay' she says quietly, then starts moving towards him and kneels down in front of him and leans forward to receive his dick in her mouth. 'I knew it was just a matter of time,' Chase gloats as he slides his dick into Paige's waiting mouth.

BG sex scene. Chase is not very rough with his sister during the sex, but he does like to taunt her - pulling out suddenly and making her beg for his dick, calling her a mix of 'li'l sis' and other pet names, as well as throwing some insults. Paige puts up with it all, and unlike earlier, the insults and teasing doesn't bother her, if anything it only serves to turn her on even more. After the sex, Paige bends down to pick up her clothes but Chase puts his foot on them, and she's unable to pull them out from under him. 'Chase, get off,' Paige whines, but Chase snaps his fingers in Paige's face, making her look up at him. 'Hey moron, you can't tell ANYBODY about this, you get that? Not your mom, not my dad, nobody. You get that??!' Paige grunts yes, she gets it, and finally he lifts his foot off the clothes and she picks them up in a huff. 'I'm taking a shower,' she mumbles, but Chase gets up suddenly and cuts in front of her to the door to his room. 'No, I'm taking a shower. You can smell like my cum for a few minutes more, can't ya pipsqueak?' He rustles her hair with his hand and chuckles before walking out his bedroom door, closing it on her.

Brianna Beach backs her ass up for a round of good old fashioned hard fucking in this episode of Ass Masterpiece. Join in for the ride and "hang ten" as her ass ripples while she gets plugged real proper-like!

BOOKED
NAIVE TEENAGER ARRESTED AND FUCKED BY TWO CORRECTIONS OFFICERS

SCENE OPENS one night as Charlotte, an anxious looking 18-year-old girl, follows her boyfriend Max along a dirt road. The pair are trespassing on commercial land so Max, an aspiring graffiti artist, can tag a water tower that is popular among his buddies. His accomplice is very nervous about getting caught but doesn't want to appear uncool in front of her man. She urges him to find the spot and hurry up before someone notices. They walk aimlessly, unable to find the water tower until Max, growing frustrated, suggests they stop instead. He pulls out an unmarked 40-ounce bottle from his bag and takes a swig, as Charlotte watches the road. She really doesn't think it's a good idea to stop, especially where they are so clearly visible. Max tells her to chill out and join him and, finally, she agrees. But, before she can take a sip herself, a cop car pulls up with its lights flashing. Max runs away, leaving Charlotte alone with the bottle in her hand and an open backpack full of spray paint. She looks up as the cop's flashlight comes streaming into her face and realizes that she is in big trouble.

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12 hours later. The camera slowly pulls out to reveal Charlotte resting disheveled in the corner of a holding cell. She has been waiting here since her arrest the previous evening. No phone call. No charges filed. Nothing. She wakes up to realize she is being pet by a fellow inmate, a tough-looking woman, who nudges the girl lustfully. Charlotte tries to pull away, curling herself up into a tight ball on the opposite side of the cell, as the inmate whistles and cat-calls. Several awkward moments pass before the outer doors open and Officer Wright enters. Without saying a word, the male corrections officer unlocks the cell and removes the other woman. She demands to know where she is being taken but Wright ignores her, slamming the cell door and escorting her out of the room. Charlotte slowly lifts her head from her lap and, realizing that she is finally alone, begins to unwind. She gets up and paces back and forth, hugging herself, when the officer returns with a tray. He unlocks the cell again and walks in, demanding that Charlotte remove all her accessories and personal effects. Charlotte does as she is told, asking the officer in a whimper if her parents have been called. They are probably angry. In a monotone voice, he replies that she is still in the process of being booked. She will get her phone call when it is appropriate. He takes the tray away and tells her to strip before exiting the cell and the room.

Charlotte looks lost and anxious. She slowly peels off her clothing and stands naked, covering herself. The camera lingers on her shivering body as her nipples harden and she squeezes herself for warmth. The teenage girl has never been in trouble with the law before and is terrified of what her parents are going to say when she finally gets to speak to them.

When the outer doors open again, she is surprised to see Officer Wells enter instead. She is a beautiful female corrections officer, neatly styled in a tight-fitting uniform. Officer Wright follows closely behind. The female officer unlocks the cell and approaches the girl. 'It's ok sweetheart,' she says softly. 'You don't need to be afraid. What's your name and how old are you?' Charlotte stammers her name and tells the officers that she just turned 18 two weeks prior. They look at each other for a moment, before Officer Wright whispers that this was why he kept her overnight. 'Yes,' Officer Wells agrees, smiling and turning back to the girl. 'She is here because she is an adult and, as an adult, she has the right to represent herself. Isn't that right, Charlotte?' Charlotte nods nervously. Officer Wells informs her in a sweet, sympathetic voice that she and her partner are going to have to take her clothing into custody and conduct a full body search. Officer Wright gathers her civilian clothes while Officer Wells instructs her to stand still. She slips on some gloves and begins to pat the girl down in a professional manner while her partner removes the old clothes from the cell and returns with a folded orange jumpsuit. Charlotte cringes at the sight of it. 'Spread your legs, sweetie,' Officer Wells say. The teen girl does as she is told, and the corrections officer inserts a finger into her vagina. She feels around before bending the girl over, so she can reach deeper. She shoves several fingers inside the girl as she squirms. 'She's really wet,' the female officer jokes to her partner. He laughs in response. Charlotte asks the woman if she is done yet. Kneeling in front of her, gloves still glistening, Officer Wells tells her to shut her fucking mouth. It's a dramatic change in tone and Charlotte is taken aback. 'I'd .... like my phone call ... now,' She stammers. Grabbing the girl by her legs, Officer Wells tells Charlotte to take a deep breath and cough. The girl nervously eyes the other officer, who motions for her to obey. Closing her eyes, Charlotte draws in a deep breath, as Officer Wells brings her face in very close to the girl's vagina and takes a deep breath in herself. Charlotte looks down at the sadistic female officer. 'Why are you doing that?' She whispers. Officer Wells looks up at her and, smile fading, informs her that she is smelling for drugs. Her boyfriend is known to police and she might very well be concealing something up in there. 'Max isn't a drug dealer,' Charlotte argues. 'He's an artist.' Both officers laugh, as Officer Wells stands back up and gets very close to Charlotte's face. She asks who the girl wants to call and, trying to remain calm, Charlotte says her parents. Officer Wells smirks. 'I bet they are going to be horrified when they realize their daughter is a drug mule!' Charlotte starts to breakdown, partially pleading for mercy while also defending herself. 'I swear to you, I don't have any drugs ... I was just hanging out with my boyfriend!' She yells. Officer Wright nonchalantly tells her there is only one way to make sure she's telling the truth. She looks over at him and asks what he means. 'We need to clean your pussy out,' Officer Wells cuts in. 'Make sure it's all empty up in there.' As she says this, Officer Wright unfolds the jumpsuit to reveal a strapless dildo. Charlotte takes one look at it and jumps back. Officer Wells begins to take off her clothes while explaining exactly what is going to happen. Both her and her partner are going to take turns probing the suspect. She hands her uniform to her partner and picks up the strap-on. 'All you have to do is comply to this extra cavity search and prove that you have nothing inside of you,' She continues, slipping the dildo in. 'And Officer Wright and I will release you without pressing any charges. Your parents will never know what you did.' Charlotte stares at the officers. Officer Wright tosses her the jumpsuit and reminds her that she can put that on instead if she would prefer to remain detained. The nervous teen clutches the prison uniform while her mind races. She can't believe what is happening to her. Officer Wells tells her to hurry up and make up her mind. After some awkward coercing, Charlotte agrees to do whatever the officers say in turn for her release. In a final sadistic twist, they make her repeat herself several times, so it is clear she is consenting to everything they plan to do in the cell.

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.

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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.

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.

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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.

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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.

SWAPPED AT BIRTH
Parents Reveal To Teen That She Was Traded At Birth So They Can Fuck Their Daughter

SCENE OPENS just as Alice (Jane Wilde) takes the last bite of a piece of cake and polishes off her fork. Her parents Fred (Eric Masterson) and Barbara (Brandi Love) sit next to her, looking on lovingly. Around the table there are also the scraps of gift bags and wrapping paper suggesting a small birthday celebration between the family. Barbara comments that she can't believe Alice is 18 ALREADY. Where does the time go?

As Barbara tidies up the dishes by taking them to the other room, Fred adds that as Alice gets older, she just gets more and more beautiful.

Fred and Barbara give each other a curious look as Barbara re-emerges from the other room. Together, Fred and Barbara drop a bombshell on Alice: she is NOT actually their daughter.

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Fred and Barbara reveal that as part of an arrangement with another couple down the block, the Greens, Alice and the Greens' daughter were swapped at birth, so that each couple could indulge their fantasy and fuck their 'daughter' when she came of age.

Alice threatens to call the police, but when Fred and Barbara point out that her life will be turned upside down as a result, she backs down and agrees to the threesome.

Alice's life will NEVER be the same again...

Cory Chase has had enough of Stirling. He's always picking on her husband. Now Stirling is trying to get Cory's husband to caddie for him early in the morning. Cory puts her foot down and drives to Stirling's place to give him a piece of her mind, but she ends up with Stirling's dick inside of her instead.

Stanley Johnson is in the middle of preparing apples for a pie when his stepsister Jenny Wild walks in and sees what he's up to. Grabbing one of the apples, Jenny contemplates it for a moment before she hops on the counter to nibble at her snack while Stanley keeps chopping. Feeling a little bit hot and bothered at the sight of her bro in an apron, Jenny eventually sets the apple aside and spreads her thighs so she can taunt him with the sight of her rubbing her clit above her panties.Stanley can't resist the treat that Jenny is offering him. He drops the knife and falls to his knees so he can bury his face between Jenny's thighs. Her sweet cream is better than any dessert Stanley could make as he feasts on her treat. Tugging Jenny down to her feet, Stanley gives her a kiss so she can taste her own essence, then urges her to the bed so she can start sucking his dick.With Stanley on his back, it's easy for Jenny to climb on top for a stiffie ride. After some reverse cowgirl action, she gets on her hands and knees. Her doggy style pussy pounding goes on until she winds up on her back with Stanley sunk all the way inside. He finishes Jenny off, then watches as she strokes his fuck stick until he nuts in her mouth.

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.

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.

TAKE MY BREATH AWAY
SHY TEEN WITH DARK DESIRE SEEKS OUT STRANGER TO CHOKE HER DURING SEX

In her bathtub at night, shy nerdy teen Lucy stares up at the ceiling, unmoving. The tap drips as the only indication of sound or movement. After several seconds, there is a light disturbance in the still bathwater, and then Lucy lets out a small gasp -- she's moved her hand to slip a finger into her pussy under the water. When her finger is all the way in, she pauses for a moment, then starts slowly moving it in and out to pleasure herself, her gasps becoming heavy and sensual -- several close-ups of her mouth and face, along with heightened sounds of inhaling and exhaling, draw heavy focus towards her breathing. After a half-minute or more, fully immersed in her fantasy, she inhales a single long drawnout breath through her teeth, as she slowly slips under the water, submersing herself. She stays under, and the water goes perfectly still.

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At her computer another morning, Lucy is in her pajamas typing up a college paper. She is stuck on a sentence, not sure what to write next. She breaths out a huge sigh of frustration, removes her glasses, and rubs her eyes wearily. Putting her glasses back on a little crooked, she tries to go back to writing... but a previously opened tab in the corner of her eye distracts her, and she clicks back onto it. We see on the screen that it's a site for breath play enthusiasts called 'Breathless'. Her breathing shallows, and she runs her fingers along where her neck meets the collar of her nightshirt as a nervous tic. She opens up a chat bar where she has a message already open and typed out, a message to another member. From the wording, it seems to be the last in a long line of messages between them. Towards the end of her message, she's suggesting that they meet up. Her face and body language shows she is still undecided as to whether to send it or not. Clearly anxious, and idly running her fingers along her chest and up and down her throat, Lucy deliberates for several seconds. Then, spontaneously she shoots her hand out to click send. She gets an alert that the message has been sent. She closes the laptop in panic, almost in fear of what she's just done... or perhaps what the response might be. She bites her thumb nervously and taps the laptop casing, before removing her glasses and flopping down on her bed. Her breathing is fast and nervous as she closes her eyes and lies there, eyes shut, until her breathing eventually calms itself.

CUT TO another evening, in the doorway of a house. Lucy walks through the door, followed by a strange man a couple of years older than her, Preston. He's holding keys and locks the door behind him -- this is his place, not hers. They are both visibly awkward around each other as they remove their shoes and he leads them up to his master bedroom. Once there, they sit side by side on the bed, at first making no move to close the gap between them. They talk about the breath-play site they met at, how long each of them has been a member, how they found out about it, etc. Lucy joined around when she turned 18. Preston reaffirms what was said in the chat, that Lucy has never done anything like it before. Neither has he. The closest he came was when he practiced choke grips on a first aid doll once when his dad brought one home from work, and it turned him on. He's immediately embarrassed from telling the story, but Lucy tells him she understands -- she has nobody she can talk to about her fetish either. It's tough for a guy to ask a girl to do that, Preston admits, it would make him look like a serious creep. He's always hoped some girl would ask him, but he knows it's a long shot. Lucy sympathizes - everyone assumes that because she's shy and nerdy that she's completely innocent. One time she asked her boyfriend to choke her, and he was a bit freaked out by the idea and she quickly told him never mind. For the next few days he acted weird around her, and then not long after he broke up with her. Ever since, she's been too shy to tell anybody she's been with, because she doesn't want boys to think she's some weird freak. Especially with how word spreads around college.

There's an awkward pause, and then Preston asks if she wants to start any specific way. Shyly, Lucy shakes her head no -- she never really pictured where to go from here, she never even thought she'd ever get this far. Preston says he's seen a few videos, it's given him a few ideas of what to do. Does she mind if he takes the lead? Lucy says it's fine, he can try whatever he wants, and that if it gets too intense she can tap on the bed with her hand. Preston agrees to this, and moves his hand up hesitantly towards her neck. He pauses, she nods, and he continues. He grabs her throat, and squeezes -- not too rough at first, but hard enough that she certainly feels it. As he grips her throat tightly, he moves in to kiss her, first up the side of her neck, her ear, the side of her cheek, then he turns her head towards his and kisses her mouth. He kisses passionately, albeit a bit awkwardly -- he moves as someone who is less suavely copying moves that he's seen elsewhere. Still, he remains in control throughout, and Lucy submits with a gasp each time he reasserts his dominance with a renewed grip on her throat.

POSSESSIVE
DESPERATE BROKE COLLEGE GIRL GIVES UP HER BODY TO REPO MAN

SCENE opens on Natalie, a 20-year-old college student, as she lays quietly in the bed of her small apartment. She has been trying to ignore the man at her door for several minutes now. After the knocking finally stops, Natalie waits a few seconds longer before deciding to sneak to her window. She moves the curtain to one side and peeks out, just long enough to spot him outside before quickly retracting and hiding behind the door. The knocking resumes, this time louder and more violently, causing Natalie to panic. The man calls out from the other side of the door and orders her to open it. He isn't going anywhere. Natalie bites her nails nervously, unsure of what to do, before finally letting out a sign and opening the door to face him. An intimidating man, with massive biceps, is holding two empty duffel bags. He looks very irritated, cursing at her under his breath before diving into a prepared script. 'My name is Tony,' he says. 'I'm with Flexline Repossessions. I've come to collect your possessions to compensate for the student loan you've defaulted on ... but I'm sure you already know that!' Natalie looks crestfallen. She tries to reason with him, saying she is starting a new job soon and she should be making payments again by the end of the month. Tony listens and smiles sympathetically. 'Good, then that means this will be the last time I have to do this,' he replies, pushing past the doorway and walking into her room. The camera lingers on Natalie's face as she slowly turns around and closes the door behind him.

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He inspects some items closely, while tossing others directly into his duffel bags. The possessions he doesn't take are put back haphazardly, leaving a trail of destruction in his wake. Natalie tries to interject occasionally -- especially when he touches a gift from her boyfriend or a family heirloom -- but he largely ignores her protests

As Tony works, he begins to pause more frequently to ogle and elicit reactions from Natalie. It becomes clear to her that he is spending less time on this job and more time trying to make her uncomfortable. Through his POV, we see the repo man staring at the girl's body while he laughs at the position she's gotten herself into; asks about the sentimental value of certain possessions; and begins to make crass, lewd gestures to try and offend her. He sniffs her underwear as he bags it; comments on a photo of her mom; and asks if her boyfriend satisfies her after discovering a dildo in her drawer. Throughout the ordeal, Natalie tries to remain calm and polite. She just wants to get it over with it, even when he gets right up in her face to intimidate her.

When he finally finishes, he takes stock of what is inside his bags and then remarks that it isn't going to be enough to cover what she owes. She starts to cry. Glancing out the window, he notices the car parked in her driveway. 'Is that car yours, the red one?' He asks. Natalie's eyes well up in desperation as she feebly tries to hold Tony back. 'Please don't take my car,' she begs him. 'I need it for my new possessive Desperate Broke College Girl Gives Up Her Body To Repo Man job. If you take it, I'll never be able to pay back the rest of the loan. PLEASE! You already took everything else!' Tony is unwavering, clearly enjoying her breakdown. 'Well,' he says slowly. 'There is one other possession I could take instead.'

The Intervention
CONSERVATIVE MOTHER CONVINCES BOYFRIEND TO FUCK LESBIAN DAUGHTER

SCENE OPENS on Mary Anne, as she opens the back door of her house and walks into the kitchen, carrying a load of groceries. Dressed in a pastel pink sweater, cross, and jeggings, the conservative-looking woman has gone through a lot to get to this position in life. Married twice, her last husband left her two things in the settlement: this house and his now 18-year-old daughter, Charlie, who has continued living with her step-mother for several years. Mary Anne has always considered Charlie to be like a real daughter and, in the wake of her divorce, she became very protective over her. Almost too protective. Why should she live somewhere else when Mary-Ann takes perfectly good care of her here? Certainly, a better environment than with her father! As she puts the groceries away, she hollers out to her daughter to come and help ... but there is no response. Finally, she stops what she's doing and goes to find her. She sees her daughter's sneakers and backpack by the front door but still gets no response, so she walks up the stairs to Charlie's bedroom. When Mary Anne opens the door, she is shocked to discover her daughter lying in bed topless and kissing another girl! Charlie barely has a chance to look up before Mary Anne slams the door in disgust. What the hell was that?! She composes herself for a moment before barging back into the room and yelling at Charlie, as her and her girlfriend struggle to put their shirts back on. Charlie begs for her mom to calm down, but Mary Anne is beside herself. Is her daughter a lesbian? Under her roof? That's an abomination! She didn't raise her to be like that. The step-mother starts flying off the handle at the other girl, telling her to get out and never come back. They vote conservative in this house! There are no gays allowed! Charlie is outraged by her mother's behavior and tells her girlfriend that she'll drive her home. Mary-Anne chases them down the stairs accusing her daughter of being brainwashed. Charlie tells her mom that it's 2018. Same-sex marriage is legal. She's an adult, she just turned 18. She can do what she wants. Charlie barges through the front door with her girlfriend and slams it in Mary Anne's face.

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That evening, Mary Anne paces back and forth in her bedroom while Steve, her boyfriend, watches TV and eats chips. Steve is a low-life car mechanic who Mary Anne met at a church community program, not because he is religious but because he was obligated to attend as part of a court order. They are a bit of an odd couple. She looks very wholesome and he looks messy and gregarious, in a baseball cap, flannel shirt, dirty work pants, and boots still on in bed. As Mary Anne complains about what happened, Steve half-listens. He tells her not to stress, she holds the purse strings. Charlie's big college plans in the fall are completely dependent on her. The girl can't move out on her own. Mary Anne keeps fretting and pacing, arguing that Charlie has never disrespected her like that before. Slamming the door in her face like that! What she needs is an ultimatum! Steve jokes that what her daughter really needs is some dick. One time with a real man would put a stop to her dyky behavior. This makes Mary Anne pause. 'You're absolutely right,' she slowly says as they both hear the front door open and Charlie come back home.

CUT to Charlie walking up the stairs cautiously. It's been hours since she last saw her step-mother and she isn't sure what to expect. Despite being completely appalled by her reaction, Charlie still honors her mother and even fears her a little. After all, she is the one fully supporting Charlie. Mary-Anne is waiting, arms folded, by her bedroom door. The two women stare at each other for a moment before Mary-Anne tells her to come in. They need to discuss what happened earlier. Charlie nods and walks past her, as Mary-Anne shuts the door.

Charlie is somewhat surprised to see Steve there but, considering the boyfriend practically lives at their house now, she does what she normally does: ignores him. This is supposed to be between her and her mother. She takes a deep breath and starts to explain that the girl Mary-Ann caught her with is her girlfriend. They are in love and she has been trying to figure out how to tell her mom about it for months, but she was too afraid of her reaction. Mary-Anne cuts her off coldly and tells her to sit down. This is an intervention.

Summing up all her authority, Mary-Anne forbids her daughter from seeing her girlfriend anymore. She does not accept homosexuality, certainly not within her family. No daughter of hers, even a step-daughter, will ever be allowed to behave this way. Charlie starts to break down and, through angry tears, tell her mother that this is how she was born. This is who she is. She can't stop it. Fighting back tears herself, Mary-Anne continues by telling her daughter that if she does not respect her decision, that she will be obliged to kick her out of the house and take away the college funds she had set aside for her. Charlie freaks out, begging her mother to reconsider. She worked so hard to get into that school. She can't possibly cover the tuition and dorm rent on her own. What does she need to do to prove that being gay is just who she is? Steve, who has been watching TV the whole time in the background, nonchalantly pipes up and asks 'But ... how do you know that you're really gay?'

Charlie stops and turns to glare at him. 'I'm sorry,' she says angrily. 'I didn't realize anyone was talking to you, Steve!' Steve turns off the TV and edges to the end of the bed. 'But, seriously,' he continues. 'How do you know you're not just confused?' Mary-Anne chimes in to support her boyfriend, asking Charlie directly if she has ever even been with a man before. Charlie says no. Mary-Anne then challenges how she can know for sure if she's a lesbian if she's never tried to be straight. Charlie is shocked by this line of questioning. She argues with her mother that she doesn't need to do that to know. Well,' Mary-Anne demands. 'Until you have proven to me that you aren't straight, I can no longer support you, Charlie. Maybe if you tried to have normal sex with a man and you still didn't like it, I might change my mind. But, until then, I won't tolerate this unnatural behavior!' Charlie is seething in anger. She points a finger at Steve, who is awkwardly chuckling to himself behind them. 'And I suppose this is your idea of a man, mom?' she yells. 'Someone like Steve?!'

Mary-Anne stares at her boyfriend as an idea crosses her mind. 'Yes,' she says, turning back to her daughter. 'Exactly like Steve. In fact, why don't we just settle this debate tonight? Steve, take off your clothes!' Steve puts down the bowl of chips and asks what she's doing. 'You heard me,' she says, through her rage. 'You are going to fuck my daughter. Right now. Put your dick in her mouth and let's see how gay she really is.' Charlie tells her step-mom that she's insane. Mary-Anne continues, ordering her boyfriend to drop his pants. 'All it's going to take is 10 minutes to prove to me that you aren't straight, Charlie. So, come on, what are you afraid of?' Charlie stares dumbfounded at her mother. 'Or ... what?' she demands. Mary-Anne stands her ground and crosses her arms. 'Or, you leave tonight and don't even think about me covering your tuition!' She yells.

There is an eerie silence in the room, as the weight of Mary-Anne's threats hang over everyone. Steve looks like a deer in headlights, his pants around his ankles. Mary-Anne stands quivering with rage, trying to hold her position. Charlie breathes hard, her eyes not leaving her mother's. This is the ultimate betrayal. She starts to undo her shirt and throws it in a corner. She pulls off her sports bra and whips it in her mother's direction. Finally, as she pulls down her pants and her panties, she coldly turns to Steve and tells him to pull out his dick. He asks if she's she sure. She says yes. If this is what her mother needs as proof, then fine. She can have it. She can have all the fucked-up proof she needs. Charlie drops to her knees, tells her mother that she hates her, and starts to suck Steve's dick. BGG Sex Scene. Throughout the first part of the sex, Charlie hates fucks Steve and talks down to her mother. Mary-Anne watches but, when she becomes dissatisfied by what she considers to be Charlie's lackluster effort, she joins in to show her how it's done. Steve, overwhelmed by the two women battling beneath him, ends up fucking them both and popping on their faces.

After they have finished, another awkward silence fills the room. Steve, grabbing his clothing, tells the women that he is going to leave now. They should probably sort themselves out. He exits, and the two naked, cum-drenched family members look at each other. 'Are you satisfied?' Charlie asks coldly. Mary-Anne sputters that she hopes her daughter learned a valuable lesson in all this. She is normal, after all. 'Yes,' Charlie says, grabbing her stuff. 'I'm a lesbian!' and she storms out of the room, slamming the door.

AIRTIGHT INVASION
Teen Uses All Her Holes to DP and Get Revenge on Male Captors

A STATEMENT FROM LENA PAUL:
I've never felt drawn to expressing my own personal trauma in my porn because I generally find it a little inappropriate to air your dirty laundry online. However, when Bree approached me to write a story for Pure Taboo, I felt it was an opportunity to share my own experiences in a serious adult piece.

The parameters of my story stem from a recurring nightmare I had after being assaulted. I'd like to offer this project as my #MeToo, in that I wanted to create a story that women who've suffered trauma could feel empowered about watching.

A lot of women who watch porn, particularly rough sex scenarios, after experiencing trauma feel a lot of shame about it, despite it being an extremely common fantasy (top 5 actually according to some studies) for women.

It was my desire to thread the needle of empowering women while also placing my character in a seemingly dangerous or degrading setting to talk about how this juxtaposition can feel both complicated and pleasurable for viewers.

I hope, in the end, that Airtight Invasion will continue our industry's conversations about female empowerment and representation.



SCENE opens one night as a beautiful young woman named Veronica shuts down her family's house for the evening. Veronica is the daughter of a rich businessman with suspected ties to organized crime and she looks every bit like a mob boss' daughter, with a full face of makeup and flashy clothing. But, despite her grown-up appearance, Veronica is an anxious girl ... pacing through the different levels of her mansion and pleading with her father on the phone. It's the first time that she's been left alone for the weekend with only one guard on duty and Veronica does not believe he will be enough to protect her, especially from any of daddy's enemies. Her father is dismissive, telling her to calm down, she is 18-years-old, and that the guard is a trained professional. He and her mother will be home in the morning. Strutting into the kitchen, she takes a deep breath before agreeing and her father hangs up, leaving her to reflect for a moment in the silence of the room. She opens the fridge, grabs a bottle of water, and heads to the front door. The security guard, Bruno, is standing in front of it as he always does during the night shift. Opening the door, she says goodnight sweetly and offers him the water, which he takes gratefully. It's hot out. Veronica kisses him on the cheek and thanks him for always keeping her safe, before closing the door. Bruno turns back to his duties, standing on the front steps and sipping his water. He smiles at the thought of the sweet innocent girl.

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Bruno is lying passed out on the front steps, the water bottle open and dripping beside him. Three men, dressed in black, step over him cautiously and open the door. It is not locked. They quietly file into the foyer and down through the various levels of the house to Veronica's room. She is resting in her bed, dressed in silk pajamas. They approach and stare down at her, each wearing black ski masks and breathing hard. The teen girl tosses for a moment before slowly waking up and staring straight at them. Her eyes go wide. 'You're coming with us,' one of them growls. Cut to black over sounds of rustling and resistance.

8 Hours Later. Veronica struggles to see. Something is over her head and she begs the men to remove it. They rip it off, a pillowcase, and, for the first time, she is exposed to her surroundings. She is being kept in a messy storage locker and surrounded by two of the men, who seem almost as anxious as she is. 'Who are you?' she mutters. The two men look at each other, before turning back. 'You are being held until your father pays us what he owes us,' one says. Veronica lowers her eyes in fear. Her hands are crudely tied together, and she winches at the ropes. 'Do you think you could please remove these?' She begs. 'I'm obviously not going anywhere.' The men look at each other again, debating what to do, before the other pops open a switchblade and cuts her hands free. 'You better sit still,' he meekly warns, 'or else!' Suddenly, a door opens and a third man, the eldest of the three, comes strutting in the room with a gun and a cell phone. He sees that Veronica is loose and immediately rushes over, leaving the door ajar, to berate the other men for untying her. They tell him to chill, she promised not to run, and besides ... they all know she has nowhere to go. Calming down, the third man gets right into Veronica's face and tries to intimidate her. He warns her not to cross them or try anything stupid. They are trained professionals. They don't care how they make their money at the end of the day ... and disposal is much easier than ransom negotiations. Veronica clams up and agrees with everything that the man, who is clearly the leader, says. He seems to take great satisfaction from this power trip and tosses the phone into the hands of the other two men. 'Use this burner, boys,' he barks, turning back and flashing a sadistic grin at Veronica. 'Time to call daddy!'

24 Hours Later. Veronica sits slumped in a corner, sweaty and anxious, while the men try to talk to her father. This is the fourth call they've placed since the heist, and her dad is sobbing on the other end of the line. He can put together some of the ransom but not everything they are asking for. They are being unreasonable, and he begs for leniency. He hasn't called the cops, after all. He is playing along. Finally, the leader hangs up on him angrily. This is not going as he had expected. He lashes out at the other two men, waving his gun around, and telling them that they are being too soft on the girl. If they had the balls to send her father a special delivery, it would wrap things up quickly. Veronica shrinks back and whispers that her father is just trying to negotiate. That's what he does. He's always been cheap. He has the whole amount. The leader grabs her. 'So, what the fuck do you recommend we try next, then?' He yells.

36 Hours Later. Veronica sits quietly in between the two men, as the leader yells into the phone. He is telling the father that he knows about the hidden safe in his office and all the reserves he keeps there. As they argue, Veronica tries to whisper a few key details to help the leader prove his point. The father claims he emptied that safe out months ago. There must be some other way. Without thinking, Veronica stands up and yells 'Dad, Please!' This causes the father to panic, hearing his daughter in distress. The leader hangs up the phone abruptly and spins around, as the other two cover her mouth and pull her back down to the ground. 'I told you not to do anything stupid!' He yells. Slowly, Veronica removes the hand from her mouth and says. 'That wasn't stupid, that was exactly what you needed. He's nervous. Now, you just have to make him terrified!'

48 Hours Later. The three men sit in a corner, away from the girl, debating over what to do. The two men are becoming very antsy, urging the leader to just get rid of Veronica and abandon the job. She watches and listens closely, biting her lip. The leader argues that they should stick it out, they just need to do something that will really fuck the man up and get him to cough up the whole amount. It needs to be a real threat, no more pussying around. The room goes silent. 'You should all fuck me,' Veronica says quietly. 'Do whatever the fuck you want. Just send my father the evidence. As soon as he sees his daughter like that, he will cooperate with you. No more pussying around.' The men look at each other in shock. 'Does she have Stockholm syndrome or something?' One of them laughs nervously. Veronica stands up, shaking, and starts to under her pajama top. 'But, you need to make it look rough, make it look you ruined me. All three of you need to be in on it. Inside of me. Airtight. I want this to be done as much as you do.' She takes off her pants and stands naked before them. The leader flashes a smile and starts to approach her, as the other man chimes in to protest. 'What if she is playing us?' The leader tells him to stop pussying around, like the lady said, and get his phone out. It's picture time. The leader rests his gun on the ground, kicking it to the side, as he peels off his clothes. 'Grabs the masks,' he tells the other man. 'We don't want to be recognized!' The three men strip down, put their masks back on, and approach Veronica. 'Are you ready, sweetheart?' The leader coos in her ear. She says YES and drops to her knees. BBBG Rough Sex Scene with Airtight DP penetration. Throughout the sex, they take turns taking photos. In the end, the three men give Veronica a full facial and make her pose for a picture. While they laugh and look at the photos (the audience never actually sees the photos), she quietly sneaks to the side of the room where the gun was tossed, grabs it, and points it in their direction. Cut to black as gunshots are heard.

Over a black frame, a voice over of Veronica calling her father. She asks if he saw the photos. He says yes, crying. She tells him this will be the last time they let her speak to him unless he gives them what they want. Through tears, he agrees. She tells him to bring the full amount to a location that will be texted to him. He must come alone. He must not involve the authorities. He agrees. The phone is cut.

A final shot shows the father sitting, with a suitcase. A car pulls up and rolls down the window. It's Veronica -- dressed immaculately. She hushes her father and tells him it's ok, as a man in a black ski mask gets out of the car and collects the suit case. 'Will you let her go now?' the father pleads. As Veronica rolls the window back up, she hears the man pull the trigger and her father fall to the ground. The man in the ski mask gets back the front driver's seat and takes off his mask. It's Bruno. 'Where to now, Miss Veronica?' he asks politely. 'To the airport,' she replies.

Winner XBIZ Best Non-Sex Performance Nina Hartley
Winner XBIZ Taboo Release of The Year

ARTIFAMILY
Father Seduced by Android Clone of 18-YO Daughter

SCENE opens with an homage to the famous POV sequence from the 1987 sci-fi film, Robocop. A lead scientist leans over the POV of a locked-off camera and examines the frame. She is standing in a stark, well-lit room accompanied by a small team, dressed neatly in lab coats, and taking notes. The lead scientist is commenting on the final stages of their new version. She talks about the exteroceptive sensors and the CCD cameras, asking questions to make sure that the actuators that malfunctioned previously will be completed prior to the trial. As she speaks, the frame periodically populates with code (VFX), suggesting that the scientists are leaning over a computer. When the scientist is satisfied, she asks the team to drain it and dress it in civilian clothes. The father will be arriving shortly. She leaves, and the team gives one final long look before exiting the frame.

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TEXT PLATE: March 15, 2095

A CU of a man's shoes. He taps his feet and shakes his legs as the camera slowly pulls up to reveal an anxious looking man named Robert sitting in a minimalist white office. It's been six months since his beloved wife and 18-year-old step daughter were killed in a car accident and the man is sick with grief. Despite the support of his family and friends, he has been hospitalized twice with severe PTSD and recently placed on a medical leave by his employer. It was his therapist, in fact, who insisted he sign up for this government program as part of his treatment. Robert runs his hands through his hair and wipes his face to get himself together, as the lead scientist and her team of staff enter the room.

The scientist greets Robert with great sensitivity, shaking the man's hand before extending it into a hug and introducing him to her team. She asks Robert to sit down again so they may begin the orientation. Taking her cue, one of the team members uses a tablet to cast a hologram screen beside the scientist (VFX*), as she begins speaking. She welcomes Robert formally to the ARTIFAMILY institute and starts to explain its history. It was founded in 2040 by Dr. Philip Bernard, a psychiatrist and futurist entrepreneur, who had a vision of using artificial intelligence to treat mental illness. Since Bernard's humble beginnings, ARTIFAMILY has evolved to become the leading treatment facility for victims of exploitation, emotional distress, and extreme bereavement. As the scientist explains their story, the screen beside her displays various images of Bernard and the ARTIFAMILY institute. Robert can only half-follow, visibly distracted and anxious about being there.

Taking a pause to gauge his reaction, the scientist continues to explain his case. As she talks about the tragic accident, images of his wife and smiling daughter come on the screen. Robert looks sick, having to put his head between his knees at a certain point. The scientist signals another team member, who brings the man a silver can. Robert sips it meekly as the scientist goes on to discuss his subsequent PTSD diagnosis, work leave, and therapist recommendations. She empathizes about how hard it is for humans to retain employment and that he is lucky his corporation is so supportive. He has no expression.

Kneeling beside him, the scientist sympathetically reminds him that today is the first step in his healing process. ARTIFAMILY specializes in creating android clones of deceased loved ones so that no one must suffer the loss of losing someone too soon ever again. Their team of scientists were able to upload and digitize their brain cells to construct an exact clone, using machine learning and patented algorithms to generate a personality match from the digital data. Apart from a small microchip behind the left earlobe, you would never know that ARTIFAMILY members weren't human. As she tells Robert about the program, the screen displays various sales pitches and stock images of androids being built. Robert stares at them in disbelief. The scientist signals her team to leave the room and they file out obediently, the hologram screen closing as they exit.

'Mr. White,' she says quietly. 'In compliance with the AIX act, I need to inform you that we are only legally allowed to dispatch one android clone per household. Since you did not specify your preference in the initial application, we have taken the liberty to generate the more viable of the two candidates. I hope it will suffice.' Robert looks at her blankly, asking what she means by 'viable' as the team re-enters the room behind them. They are escorting the android daughter, who stands rigidly between them in a white tank top and white shorts. 'Daddy,' she whispers. Robert freezes. His eyes well up as he slowly turns around to see the perfect likeness to his daughter. She looks expressionless for a moment before smiling and laughing. 'It's so good to see you,' she says cheerfully. He staggers over to her, feeling her face, her arms, her legs, and exclaiming inaudibly before collapsing at her feet in tears. The team look amongst themselves proudly as the scientist shows off the girl's features, including her seamless movement, integrated computer system that is both wireless and SMART, and a discreet on/off function. She reminds Robert of the paperwork he needs to sign before they can leave. In a state of euphoria, he happily agrees to sign whatever papers are necessary to get his precious girl home.

TEXT PLATE: March 16, 2095

Cut to Robert opening the front door with his luggage and ushering his daughter inside. Cautiously and not willing to let go of her hand, he calls her by name (Jessica) and asks if she remembers their home. She steps inside, turns around, and smiling nods her head -- telling her father the exact date and time he and his late wife moved their family into the house, along with the property's coordinates: 34.0259 N, 118.7798 W. Robert's smile wavers; a small, stinging reminder that Jessica is not quite the same. He asks if she wants to see her room again and, after a slight pause, she eagerly nods and gives him a giant hug. They exit.

Cut to Jessica entering her bedroom. She turns around and asks curiously why he didn't take her to his room. Robert reminds her that she has her own room. 'But I snooze with you when I don't want to be alone,' she says, stepping into him for a hug. He winches again, looking at the subtle microchip tattooed behind her ear as he holds her. 'Yes sweetheart,' he says. 'But that was when you were little. You're 18-years-old now.' She looks up at him. 'The legal age of consent to fuck with another person in the state of California is 18 years old, daddy, so, I'm going to fuck you!' She grabs his crotch. Robert steps back awkwardly and takes her hand off. 'No, that is not right, Jessica,' He says nervously. 'You must have that confused. I'm your step-father. I'll be downstairs.' He leaves the room abruptly, as Jessica stares at him before slowly slipping her fingers down her shorts and pulling them up to reveal sticky, wet fingers.

Cut to that evening. Robert is eating dinner while Jessica sits watching him. The room is quiet and awkward when Jessica breaks the silence. 'Sexual intercourse.' She starts spouting. 'The sexual contact between individuals involving penetration, especially the insertion of a man's erect penis into a woman's vagina, typically culminating in orgasm and the ejaculation of semen.' Robert puts his fork down in shock. She stares at him before saying sweetly, 'When are you going to penetrate me, daddy?'

TEXT PLATE: March 17, 2095

Robert sits in the living room, with Jessica across from him. He is trying to discreetly read the ARTIFAMILY manual he was given, particularly the diagram about how to turn the android off. All he needs to do is place his left thumb between her eyes to disable her function. It has been programmed to his thumbprint for security. Nervously, he looks it over a final time, opens a web browser and starts to type in 'what to do if your ARTIFAMILY malfunctions' before deciding against it and closing his tablet. Instead, he asks his daughter what she wants to do tonight, and they embark on a few minutes of small talk. The conversation almost seems normal and Robert starts to let his guard down when, suddenly, Jessica starts removing her clothes. She asks him why he was searching for malfunctions with her body when, bending over, she can easily show him that nothing has malfunctioned. Robert stares at his android daughter's pussy before clasping his hand over his eyes. He tells her to put her clothing back on. 'No daddy,' she argues. 'Not until I show you that I am fully functional and do not require any updates.' Robert slowly removes his hand and tells her that he can see. 'I am a perfectly proportioned 18-year-old girl,' she continues spreading her lips. 'My skin is soft, I am easy to lubricate, and I am always eager to please you.' Robert shakes his head in disbelief. 'But you are my daughter,' he begs. 'Yes daddy,' she smiles turning onto her knees and crawling to his lap. 'I am the best version of your daughter. I want you to fuck me, daddy!' She unzips his pants and stares up at him to accept his cock. In a panic, he presses his left thumb between her eyes, which emits a red glowing button (VFX) and the android clone closes her eyes and falls into a sleep mode position.

TEXT PLATE: March 18, 2095

Jessica sits in the exact same frozen position while Robert paces frantically in the background.

TEXT PLATE: March 19, 2095

Jessica sits in the exact same frozen position while Robert leans in to her face. He looks horribly conflicted. He tells his house's SMART assistant to call the ARTIFAMILY INSTITUTE but as soon as the app agrees, he quickly changes his mind and cancels the call.

TEXT PLATE: March 20, 2095

Jessica sits in the exact same frozen position while Robert sits back in his chair. He hasn't slept or eaten in several days and he is exasperated. Shooting her an evil look, he tells her she isn't even his real daughter. 'My daughter was a spoiled brat who never appreciated me,' he starts yelling. 'My daughter caused my wife so much stress that that's why she probably decided to try to drive the car herself that night. Why the hell else would she have done that? Nobody fucking drives themselves anymore!' He grabs the frozen girl's face aggressively. 'I should just fuck you till you break!' He yells. In the heat of the moment, his thumb re-actives her -- a green glow emitting from her forehead. (VFX) She turns on, looks up at him and opens her mouth. 'Yes daddy, please daddy ... please fuck me!' Robert grabs his cock out of his pants and shoves it deep into her android mouth. BG Rough Sex Scene. Throughout the sex, Robert hate fucks the android while she eagerly encourages him to go harder, using lots of family roleplay talk. In the end, he jizzes all over her face. Looking up at him, she repeatedly says 'Thank you daddy' as she begins to short-circuit. She collapses to the floor.

Panicked and overwhelmed by what he has done, Robert stares at his android daughter lying on the floor glitching (VFX) before screaming to his SMART APP to call the ARTIFAMILY institute. The SMART APP asks if he is certain this time. He screams yes and the phone rings. When a receptionist at ARTIFAMILY answers, all that the tormented Robert can scream is 'HELP ME!'

THE END

THE LAST HOUSE ON THE RIGHT
TEEN GIRLS SKIP CLASS AND END UP FUCKED BY PARANOID HOMELESS MAN

SCENE opens as two schoolgirls, Ashley and Nina, whip around a street corner and wipe the frame. They are laughing, almost out of breath, as Ashley says, 'I can't believe you almost got us caught shoplifting!' The girls slow down to a walk and Nina pulls two bikinis from her backpack. She calls Ashley a pussy and teases her that she'd never actually get them caught! Besides, now they have a new look for Summer. They small talk as they walk down the street: about school, gossip and the basketball team. Nina is 19-years-old, a year older than Ashley. She is known around school as a difficult girl with a history of bad behavior. But, Ashley is a follower. A loner for most of her life, Nina has been the first friend she's ever really had, so she lets herself get pressured into situations past her comfort zone. They reach another corner. 'What do you want to do now?' Ashley asks, 'I can't go home yet. They'll know I skipped school.' Nina suggests they go check out this condemned lot at the end of her street. It's about to be demolished. Some mid-century mansion where they used to host celebrity orgies and stuff. Ashley looks at her friend sideways and Nina laughs, running ahead. 'Just kidding,' she yells over her shoulder. 'Are you coming or what?' Ashley hesitates for a second before running after her friend.

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The camera weaves through a junk-filled yard to find Ashley and Nina wandering through the mess. Nina is telling her friend more about the history of the property (or, at least, according to her father) as Ashley looks around nervously. She is worried about them trespassing. They come upon the house itself, old and derelict. It hasn't been lived in for years and, apart from some garbage, sits completely empty. 'Isn't this so fucking cool?' Nina says, pulling her friend inside and spinning around the living room. Ashley pushes a smile. She finds the place creepy. Nina pulls out a cigarette and lights it, starting to boast about all the things she'd do if she could gut the place herself. She passes the cigarette to Ashley, who awkwardly takes it and puffs without inhaling. Nina reaches into her backpack and tosses her friend an unmarked water bottle. 'What's this?' Ashley asks. 'Just have it,' Nina replies. 'It's good.' Ashley takes a sip and passes it back.

CUT to an hour later. The water bottle is empty. Nina is taking selfies while Ashley sits with her arms around her legs against a wall. She is trying to not let her bare knees touch the dirty floor. Bored, Nina suggests they try on their new bikinis and pose for pictures together. She drags Ashley back up and starts undoing her blouse. The girls strip down and put on the bikini bottoms. Still topless, Nina tries to sneak a photo of Ashley changing as a joke and the girl freaks out, running around the corner to avoid the photo. She trips over something and falls crashing to the floor. Nina comes running after her laughing but stops in her tracks as both her and Ashley look down at the homeless man unconscious on the floor between them.

'Do you think he's alive?' Ashley whispers after a long pause, covering her bare chest. The young man, probably in his late-twenties, lies strewn across the floor in very dirty clothing. He is unshaven, greasy, and drooling. Nina bites her lip and leans over him gingerly, her tits still out. She shakes her head. 'I can hear him breathing,' she whispers back. 'He's probably just passed out.' Ashley runs into the other room to grab her blouse, tossing it on and grabbing Nina's on the way back. When she re-enters, she is shocked to find Nina posing suggestively for a selfie on top of the homeless man. Ashley demands her to stop. 'What?!' Nina retorts. 'This is fucking hilarious. Stop being such a bitch!' Ashley watches anxiously as Nina goes back to her duck faces and suggestive poses. 'I'm going to send these to my boyfriend and tell him I found a better man!' She says, laughing ... and Ashley can't help but crack a smile. Nina begs her to come and take some photos. 'Please,' she says. 'Derek's going to freak out! I have to do it ... just a few more pics and then we can go, promise.' The reluctant friend takes the phone and starts to photograph Nina as she poses around the man and ends up straddling him in a reverse cowgirl pose. As the girls take their final photo, giggling, the homeless man suddenly wakes up with a jolt and grabs Nina. She screams. Ashley drops the phone.

The homeless man, dazed and surprised, stammers inaudibly as he clutches Nina. She squirms her way out from under his grasp and crawls towards Ashley who takes her hand and pulls her into the other room. As they scramble to gather their things, he storms after them and pins them into a corner. 'Who are you?' He rants. 'And how did you get in here? How did you find this place? This is my place! Everyone knows this is my place!' The school girls look at each other in shock before Nina slowly responds that they were just taking some photos. The man backs off and looks each of them up and down. 'What kind of photos?' He asks, sounding paranoid. 'It was just a joke,' Ashley mutters. 'A joke?' The man asks, sounding even more paranoid. 'Yes,' Nina jumps in, trying to steer the conversation. 'A joke. I was sending my boyfriend photos of you as a joke.' The man asks how old the girls are. They reply: 18 and 19 years old. He unzips his pants and takes out his erect penis, which causes the girls to step back even further. 'Look at what your joke did!' He says angrily. Ashley looks at her friend in a panic but Nina motions for her to stay back. She approaches the man. 'I'm sorry,' she says. 'I didn't mean to rub up on you like that. I just wanted the photos to look convincing.' There is an awkward silence before Ashley pipes in to warn the man that this is indecent exposure. The man responds that it can be way worse if she wants.

There is a cold, intimidating silence before Nina draws a breath and laughs awkwardly to cut the tension. 'You're funny,' she says. 'What's your name?' The homeless man, switching back to paranoia, tells her it's none of her business. He doesn't give away his private information. And they are invading his privacy. 'Well, none of your business, how about you just help us with these photos then ... and we can be on our way?' The man stares at her while Ashley protests in the background. What the hell is Nina doing? She always tags along no matter what, but this has gone too far. Nina tells her to shut up and be cool. 'What kind of photos?' He asks. Nina drops to her knees and looks up at him. 'Just something to make my boyfriend really jealous!' She says, snapping back at Ashley and ordering her to take the photos. Ashley can't believe what her friend is doing. She pleads for them to just leave but the man laughs. 'You're not going anywhere,' he says. Nina tries to calm the situation. 'He's right, Ashley,' she says sternly. 'We are just going to take these photos with him and then we are going to leave.' Ashley begrudgingly takes the photos as Nina smiles beside the man's penis. He starts to ask her questions about it: how she thinks it looks, how it made her feel when she was on top of him. He tells her it has been awhile since he was inside a woman. She feigns a smile and responds to his questions, urging her friend to keep taking the pictures. He asks her if she will put it in her mouth. Nina, not knowing what else to do, say yes and starts to suck on it. Ashley puts the phone down. 'Nina, I've got the pictures ... let's go.' She says.

But Nina is now engrossed in sucking the man's dick, as he puts his hands on her head and face fucks her hard. Looking up at Ashley, he asks if she will suck his balls. He always likes it when girls suck his balls. Nina, mouth full of cock, urges her friend to get down on her knees and help her out. They'll go right after. She promises. 'That's right,' the man says, removing his dirty sweat-stained shirt. 'You both make me cum and then you can do whatever you want in my place.' Ashley puts her head in her hands as the man pulls Nina to her feet and pulls down her bikini bottoms. Nina pleads with her friend to stop being a pussy. They are supposed to be best friends. He doesn't smell, and his cock is pretty big. It'll be a funny story. The man pushes her up against a wall and enters her. As he fucks her feverishly, Ashley goes up beside her and demands to know why she is doing this. This is insane. 'Ashley,' Nina yells as she's being pounded. 'I'm your only fucking friend, ok? You're a loser without me and you know it. Now, if you hadn't been such a pussy and ran out the room, we never would have tripped over this guy. We're in this mess together. Just pull down your pants and close your eyes.' Ashley resigns to what her friend is saying, knowing that she's right. They must get of the situation somehow. 'Fine,' she says leaning against the wall and pulling her bottoms down. 'I'll do it. But I'm not sucking your balls!' The homeless man eagerly pulls out and penetrates Ashley. BGG Sex Scene. Throughout the sex, the homeless man feverishly fucks them both, switching between lust and paranoia, while the two girls take it. Nina acts eager and submissive, to get the man to cum faster, and Ashley fucks him to spite what her friend is making her do. In the end, he drops them both to their knees and spreads his cum across their faces.

Falling back against the wall, the man starts to put his shirt back on as the two girls grab their things. Ashley looks pissed. Nina thinks it's hilarious. They exit the house together and walk quietly through the junk yard in the moonlight. 'My parents are going to wonder where I am,' Ashley says coldly. 'So, I'm going to go now.' Not waiting for a reply, she storms off into the night leaving Nina standing there. The tough girl yells that she'll see her in class on Monday before starting to walk herself. As she walks alone, she starts to cry, knowing she just lost her best friend.

THE COUNTDOWN
Strangers Held by Unknown Powers and Tricked into Fucking for Freedom

SCENE opens on an unconscious 19-year-old girl, Nora, lying on the floor of an empty cell. She is wearing 'weekend' clothes: a tank top and skirt. From her perspective, we hear the voice of a man telling her to wake up. As she comes to her senses, she opens her eyes and, through her POV, sees a man, Alan, clearly older than her, mid 30s, dressed in boring business clothes (math teacher). 'Are you okay?' He asks. She screams and tries to get away from him. The man also gets frightened and moves away in his corner. 'I don't want to hurt you, I'm in here like you!' The girl lets out a gasp and looks around the cell, nervously pacing. 'It's no use,' says Alan, nervously. 'I've tried.' 'Where are we?' asks Nora. 'I don't know! I think we might have been... taken!' While screaming and kicking, Nora notices a security camera in the corner of the cell, near the ceiling. She screams at it 'LET US OUT!' Alan, still in shock his corner of the cell, says 'I've been here almost a full day, they haven't said anything. I think they brought you in when I was snoozing.' Nora sits down, her head in her hands. 'What do they want from us?' Alan responds 'I don't know... all I know is that we are being watched .... and... there is...that!' He points to the '4th wall.' From the POV of the wall, Nora gets up and slowly walks towards the camera. A reverse shot reveals a big digital clock reading '23:55:04' and counting down.

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CU of the clock: 19:59:39 and counting down. Under the clock are 5 unlit led lights.

Nora is in a ball in a corner of the cell, rubbing her arms to be warmer. Alan is in the other corner resting. As she shivers harder and harder, Alan wakes up. 'It's almost been 2 days, look at you ... you are shivering! I told you I am not going to hurt you. Come and sit next to me, I'll warm you up.' 'No thank you' she replies. Alan gets up and removes his dress shirt, leaving him in an undershirt. He walks towards Nora 'At least take this, I can't stand to see you like this!' She is clearly hesitant, but lets the man come closer. As he puts his shirt around her shoulder, he kneels and says 'here, at least you won't freeze!' He puts his hand on her folded leg. As soon as their skin touches, all lights shut down, and a mechanical sound is heard. When the lights come back on, two blankets and a whole chicken are on the ground. At first, both fear the noise, but then see the blankets and food. They both jump on it. They wrap themselves in the blankets and start eating like starved animals each in their corners. The camera slowly pans towards the countdown on the wall. 19:57:22.

Smash cut to the bare chicken bones on the ground. We can hear their bellies grumbling. Both detainees are sitting in their corners. Nora speaks 'So... do you think at the end of this countdown they will let us go?' As she points to the clock, it now shows 37:13:45. 'I don't know,' says Alan, rubbing his wedding ring. 'I'm... I'm Nora by the way.' 'Alan.' A silent moment. Nora adds ' And... what were you doing before... you know.' 'I was going home from class... I... I teach math at Northwestern, and I'. Before he finishes, Nora cuts him 'I used to go there.' She tells him how she used to attend College to become a lawyer but dropped out when she turned 19 because she wanted to become a painter. He tells her how he was in a promising band in College but was pressured into taking a real job by his girlfriend of the time. They share a look that says, 'We are different but we are the same', followed by an awkward moment. 'Good night Alan' she says, before turning away in the blanket.

18:29:56

Nora is pacing the room as Alan is sitting in a corner, rocking back and forth rubbing his wedding ring.

'My wife must be worried sick.' 'You are married?' 'Yes, almost 10 years now. And now she must be alone, pregnant and scared.' 'Pregnant?' Nora asks. Alan starts crying. He explains how his girlfriend from college pressured him into taking a job because she was pregnant back then. They got married and then had the child who then passed away. They didn't think they could have another child, the pain was too much. 'But then Maria got pregnant again... that was 6 months ago.' He sobs.

Nora slowly walks toward him. 'Hey ... don't worry, I'm sure we'll get out'. She reaches her arm towards his shoulder. As soon as they touch, the lights go pitch black and, a moment later, pillows appear. They tense up and stare at them.

Alan gets up, wiping the tears off his face. 'Wait a second...' He suddenly grabs her arm. The lights go out again, and candies appear. 'I get it,' says Alan, terrified, 'when I gave you my shirt, and just then my shoulder and now your arm... they want us to touch each other!' Puzzled, Nora puts a hand on Alan's chest, over his undershirt. Nothing happens. Alan moves her hand slowly to his exposed skin, the lights go black and more candies appear. CU on the security camera zooming in.

They both look at each other. Alan is the first one to understand and takes a step back and says, 'Oh my god' as he grabs his face. Nora goes 'What? Now we know how to get food!' 'Don't you get it Nora...They are watching us... they reward us when we touch skin on skin. This is some twisted pervert!' (trailer moment).

Nora stares at him. Then she looks at the clock. Then looks at the security camera, she walks towards it. She takes off her tank top revealing her breasts. A green light flashes, and the clocks beeps fast-forwarding to 09:59:59. Alan in horror tries to look away muttering 'what are you doing?'. She pulls down her skirt and panties. The green light flashes, and the clocks beeps fast-forwarding to 00:04:59:59.

Her attitude suddenly changed, she is now more aggressive. She turns toward Alan and goes to him. 'Get naked Alan, that's what they want!' She tries to pull him up. He struggles to not look at her. 'Come on, you pussy, we're not at church! We can get the fuck out of here if we give them what they want! Strip!' Alan collects himself. 'All right... all right'. He takes off his undershirt and pants. The green light flashes, and the clocks beeps fastforwarding to 00:59:59 and counting down.

As Alan finishes taking off his socks, Nora screams 'Ok! Now what!? You sick fucks!' When Alan is done, one of the five led lights under the clocks lights up. They stare at it for a beat. Nora turns to Alan 'You need to fuck me!'

Alan stares back in silence. 'You were right Alan, this is a fucked up little circus we've been put into. I bet you they want us to fuck before the clock hits zero.' Alan stutters 'But I ... My wife... I just...' Nora pins him against the wall, 'Look, it's this or we are both gonna be in here for ever or until we starve. I know you are a good man, but I want to get out of here, I know you do too! Do it FOR your wife, do it FOR your kid!' Nora points at the security camera as she says ' Tell them! Tell them you will fuck me!' Alan takes a moment, then says 'Ill... I'll do it. I'll fucking do it!'.

Nora drops to her knees and start blowing him. After a minute or so, a second led light lights up under the clock. Alan says: 'It's working!'

They descend in BG sex scene where Nora dominates and yells at the security camera 'You like what you see?' etc... As they change position, the led lights turn on one after the other leaving only one off.

Alan's attitude gradually changes as he his pumped by Nora's yelling.

As Alan is stroking his dick before cumming onto Nora's face, they both say the each other 'It's almost over, we're getting out! Almost there' and then to the camera 'That's what you wanted you twisted perverts?' He cums on her face. They take a beat looking into each other's eyes, proud of themselves. Alan is then struck by what he just did and stumbles backward. Nora then turns to the clock, now reading 00:00:20 and still counting down, with one led still off.

'It didn't work' says Nora. 'It's still counting down!' Alan comes near her. They both are now hysterical, yelling 'Wait, we'll do it again, please, no let us g..!'.

Their voices are cut off over the image of the clock going to 00:00:00.

Credits over total silence.

OPEN HOUSE
Young Real Estate Agent Tricked into Sex by Creepy Pervert

SCENE opens on Karen, a 20-year-old real estate assistant, as she puts a tray of cookies into the oven. She is preparing one of her new properties for an open house today and wants everything to be perfect. While the cookies bake, she walks through the downstairs to make sure everything is in order: straightening pillows, spraying air freshener, placing a bouquet of flowers on the table, and stacking her house flyers neatly by the door. You can tell the young woman is nervous, it's her first ever showing on her own and she is eager to become an actual seller's agent one day. She checks herself in the mirror and adjusts her pencil skirt and blouse ... before walking out onto the lawn and staking an 'OPEN HOUSE' sign into the ground. A long POV shot shows her walk back into the house and close the door, before a creepy young man steps into the frame and reveals that he has been watching her. He grabs the bulge in his pants and walks towards the house.

CUT to Karen arranging the cookies on a plate when the man quietly enters the house. He watches her from the hallway for a moment before noticing him. She steps back startled as he approaches. 'I'm sorry to frighten you,' he says calmly. 'I'm here for the open house.' Karen composes herself and apologizes, quickly snapping into show mode. She offers the man a cookie and begins to show him the kitchen, proudly explaining that this is her first listing as a real estate assistant and, once she sells it, she will be able to move up the ranks in her agency and get a full-time position. While she is explaining, the man lingers behind her staring. POV angles show him watching her every move. She can feel his eyes on him and it makes her nervous. When she asks him questions, he always answers calmly ... but his eyes never leave her. He seems very insistent on seeing the view from the master bedroom.

Just as they are about to go upstairs, the doorbell rings and another visitor arrives. Relieved, Karen excuses herself and goes to open the door. She begins to show them around while the man hovers at the stairs, watching her. After a few moments, he slowly walks up the stairs and disappears.

Two Hours Later

Karen opens the door and shows the final visitor out, thanking them profusely for the visit and urging them to check her other listings out online. The young agent seems desperate. She closes the door and presses herself against it, swearing. All that effort to get the house ready and ANOTHER failure. She had promised the listing agent she would sell it today and she knows they will never give her a chance now. Muttering to herself, she kicks off her heels, throws the flyers, flowers, and cookies in a trash bag, and heads upstairs to shut off the lights.

When she walks into the bedroom, trash bag in hand, she is startled again to see the man standing there admiring the view. She lets out a noise as he spins around and smiles at her. 'It's beautiful up here,' he says. Stuttering, she apologizes ... she didn't realize he was still here. The man stares at her for a moment before slowly approaching. 'I overheard you downstairs,' he continues. 'It's a shame that you didn't get any leads today. I know how cutthroat real estate can be! How old are you anyway, you seem so young?' Karen stares down at the bag and her bare feet and tells him she is 20 years old. It was her final test with this agency today but she will find another one. 'Everything happens for a reason, right?' She says, trying to remain cheery. The man walks around the room a little more, admiring it. 'Well, maybe I can help you with this.' He says. 'What was the listing price again?' Karen's ears prick up and she fishes in the trash bag for a flyer, handing it to him. 'It's $749,000 asking,' she says. 'But I'm sure the homeowner would be open to negotiate that down a bit.' The man stares at her while she urges him to look over the details again. He smiles. 'I'll take it.'

Karen can't believe it. A huge smile crosses her face as she hugs the man, thanking him profusely. She tells him she'll need to get some paperwork and an initial offer in the books today to meet her quota. The man assures her he wants to offer full list price and, because she was such a great agent, he wants to double her commission. The young woman can't help but jump up and down in excitement. The man calmly walks over to the bed and sits down. This causes Karen to stop awkwardly. 'This is a really big bedroom,' the man says. 'Do you think I could get a lot of girls in this bedroom?' Not wanting to lose the sale, Karen says yes and tells him she is sure it will make a great bachelor pad. 'I think I'll put mirrors on the ceiling,' he continues. 'So I can watch the girls while I fuck them. Do you think that would look nice?' Karen makes a face before awkwardly nodding. 'Do you want me to go get that paperwork now?' She asks, trying to steer the conversation away. 'If only there was a way I could test this room out first,' he continues. 'It would be a shame to commit to this house without really knowing if its what I want.' He stares at her blankly. She stares back. 'What kind of test would you need?' She asks slowly. 'Well, I think if you would come over here and let me test you out, that would probably work.' Karen closes her eyes, fully realizing what the man is proposing. 'Will it be quick?' she asks. He says yes. 'And will you promise to double the commission, like you said?' He says yes. Karen bites her lips and starts to unbutton her blouse in front of the man. He asks her to strip down completely, which she does. He asks her to get on her knees and crawl to him. She does. Looking up as he unzips his pants, he asks her to start by sucking his dick. She says YES and this descends into the BG sex scene.

After he has cum on her face, the man begins dressing behind her as the overwhelmed Karen wipes the cum from her face and asks if she can go get the paperwork now. The man silently grabs his tie and approaches her, filing the frame. CUT to outside the house. In a final long shot, the man hurriedly exits the house and walks over the lawn, grabbing the 'Open House' sign for sales as he exits.

MASSAGE BAIT
Teen Tricked into Sex by Masseuse and Her Creepy Husband

SCENE opens on Tori, a petite 21-year-old woman, as she taps her feet idly in a waiting room. She has an appointment today with her regular massage therapist, Linda, a kind older woman. Tori has been visiting Linda for years to help with lower back pain caused from sports injuries. When Linda warmly greets her, the two women hug and head into the massage room. They small talk for a few minutes before Linda asks her to undress and get on the table. She leaves. Tori takes off all her clothes, folds them neatly, and gets onto the massage table. Cut to Linda in the next room. She looks incredibly anxious. When she hears Tori call out that she's ready, she nervously glances over to a man sitting beside her. It's Richard, her husband. She asks if he is sure that everything is locked and secure, that there is no way they could get caught. Irritated, he snaps at her to quit worrying -- she's always being such a pussy. Besides, she promised. So, if they just do what he says, everything will be fine. Linda swallows hard, a conflicted look on her face, and they get up and exit.

CUT TO TITLE PLATE

Tori is lying face down on the massage table when Linda enters the room. She begins the massage and, with a slight quiver in her voice, advises Tori that today she is planning to do something a little different with her technique. She calls it a 'four hand treatment' and asks Tori for her permission to begin. Tori innocently asks what is going to happen and Linda tells her she'll simply be adding something to increase the pressure and to stimulate her muscles, particularly in the lower areas of the body which hold the most tension. Tori happily agrees and Linda, looking guilty, asks her to close her eyes and relax, while quietly summoning Richard into the room.

Together, they begin trading off between themselves ... each taking a turn to touch Tori. They do not cross any sexual boundaries, but they begin to work further down Tori's body into increasingly intimate areas of the lower back and upper thighs. Tori is completely unaware that two people are massaging her - she just assumes it's her regular therapist. Throughout it all, Linda keeps talking to Tori to maintain the illusion, while her husband ogles the woman on the sidelines. He begins stroking himself while watching his wife rub Tori and then jumps in to touch her with his hands himself, his penis never actually coming into physical contact with her but looming very close.

Linda asks Tori to turn over on her back, so she may massage her front. When the woman does this, Richard ducks out of view. He stands just behind her head, fully erect. Linda becomes increasingly complimentary about Tori's body and starts asking her sexual questions. Tori, thinking she is having girl talk, answers freely. Linda keeps looking knowingly at her husband and he silently pushes her to take the conversation further. Through gritted teeth, she starts to talk about her own sex life with Richard and asking Tori what she thinks of him. Tori innocently confides that she thinks he is cute but that she never looks at married men. Richard strokes harder behind her head. Linda mentions that Richard is going to start taking clients himself and jokes whether she'd like to book a session with him. Feeling somewhat awkward, Tori says maybe in the future but today she is happy to be in familiar hands. Linda puts a hot cloth over her eyes to calm her, while Richard creeps to kneel by her pussy. He smells her and stares at her, as Linda rubs her thighs and the women keep talking. Linda asks to go deeper and deeper, getting increasingly close to Tori's pussy. She can feel hot breath on her labia. She begins to loosen up and enjoy the new technique that her therapist is giving ... even getting to the point where it begins feeling good sexually. She moans, squirms and bite her lip finally removing the cloth to look at what's happening. To her shock, she sees Richard in the room, smelling her pussy, and leaps off the table.

While Tori grabs her clothing to cover herself, Linda profusely apologies. Richard steps in front of her, taking control, and begins to reason with Tori. What did she think about their new 'four handed' technique? She agreed to try it, after all? Did she enjoy how it made her feel? What if she just got back on the table and relaxed like before? Tori demands to know what the hell is going on ... is the couple trying to seduce her in some sick way? Is this a swinger scheme? She feels betrayed by Linda, a woman she's knows and trusts. Linda feels terrible and encourages her to just leave but Richard shoots her a dirty look and continues to reason with Tori. He tells her that Linda has been fantasizing about him fucking with her clients for years ...that the whole thing was her idea because she is frigid and cannot satisfy him any longer. As he lies, Linda looks increasingly defeated. When Tori asks her if it's true, she says yes and stands behind her husband.

There are several rounds of back/forth negotiation before Tori finally agrees to let the couple finish what they started. But, as soon as she has accepted, Richard tells Linda to leave the room so he can have his fun ALONE. This is another shock to Tori, who thought her familiar therapist would at least be involved. There is a second round of negotiation before Tori agrees to let Richard fuck her. She is so angry at Linda that she ultimately consents as a means of punishing the therapist who betrayed her.

After he has cum on her face, Richard exits ... leaving the overwhelmed Tori on the table. In a final long shot, we watch her dress and leave silently, walking past Linda who is left to clean up the table.

UNCLE FUCKER
Teen Caught Getting Fucked by Father's Best Friend

SCENE opens on Jessica, a precocious 18-year-old girl, as she sits knees tucked on her bedroom floor finishing her makeup in front of a mirror. She smiles and pouts at herself, taking a few selfies, before overhearing her father call her into the kitchen. It's Sunday, the day of the big game, and he is having several buddies over ... including John, a man who's always been like an Uncle to Jessica and someone she's crushed on for years. When she struts in the kitchen, Jessica's father is shocked. How come she is dressed up like that? She is way too young to be wearing such provocative clothing! Jessica tries to protest, telling her dad its just what teenage girls wear these days, but dad is insistent that she go back and change. His friends are coming over, for goodness sake! She had promised to help him host ... not be a slut! Jessica glares at her father before storming back into her room and slamming the door.

Jessica's bedroom door slowly opens, as she creeps out into the hall amid sounds of men cheering and laughing in the other room. The game has begun. The camera slowly pans out to reveal the teenager dressed in another provocative outfit ... despite what her father said. She looks smug as she walks into the kitchen, grabs a bowl of chips, and makes her way towards the living room. Her father and his two buddies are all engrossed in the game when Jessica asks if anyone wants a beverage ... and awkwardly says hi to John. Jessica's father looks annoyed when he sees her outfit but can't say anything in front of his friends, so he just shoos her off. John, on the other hand, seems fixated on the 18-year-old. He asks if she needs any help and follows her back to the kitchen.

As they open a few beers, Jessica tries to act mature and sophisticated with John, to impress him. After telling him her college plans, she gushes that he is her favorite Uncle, even if they aren't related. She reminisces about all the good times they've had over the years, with John hanging around the house and being her dad's best friend. John is charming and sweet with Jessica, all the while keeping an eye on her father in the other room. At a certain point, he leans in and whispers something about wanting to eat her pretty little pussy. Jessica is stunned, assuming she's misheard. She asks him to repeat himself and he just smiles, saying he wants to eat the chips ... before walking back to the living room. Jessica flushes red. Did he just really say that?!

One Hour Later

Jessica sits wedged on the couch with her father and his friends. They are all still engrossed in the game, while she looks nervous. She keeps thinking about what John said. He is staring at her now and starting to play footsie with her subtly, right in front of her father. The light teasing continues until Jessica can't handle it anymore and excuses herself to go refill the chips.

Inside the kitchen, she opens the pantry and grabs a bag, opening its contents into the bowl. When she turns around, John is standing right behind her. He startles her so much that she drops the chips on the floor. Embarrassed, she apologizes for being so jumpy and leans over to pick them up. John is still sweet and charming but doesn't do anything to help her ... instead, he just looms over her as she bends down, ass innocently up in the air. There is something strange about the way he is calmly watching her while keeping an eye on the men in the other room. By the time Jessica gets back up, there is an uncomfortable silence between them. She squirms awkwardly as John stares at her, inching closer.

'Jessica,' John asks. 'Can I ask you a question?' She nervously nods her head. John steps closer. 'Your dad told me once that you have a little crush on me. Is that still true?' he asks coyly. Jessica freezes, her big doe eyes staring up at him. How embarrassing! 'I can't believe he said that,' she dismisses. 'That's ridiculous. You're like family to me!' She tries to move back to the living room, but John pulls her back by the hand. 'But is it true?' He asks again, rubbing her arm. She looks down at it before slowly looking back up at him. 'It was just a silly school girl crush kind of thing,' she brushes off. 'That's why I never pursued it. You're Uncle Jack. Besides, I'm too young for you ... I just turned eighteen!' Smiling, John continues to ask questions as he slowly backs her up in the kitchen, asking what she used to think about him, what she thinks about him now, and confirming the fact that they are just family friends. Her reluctance plays out more in body language than actual words, as she nervously backs up into a corner of the kitchen. Finally, he gets her to admit that she still likes him and that she has even touched herself at the thought of him fucking her. Jessica is extremely nervous about having this discussion while her dad is in the other room but John keeps distracting her, pulling her down in the kitchen so they can keep talking without raising suspicion. Finally, John asks if he can kiss her and, after some final hesitation, she agrees. After some foreplay, she also verbally agrees to have sex with him.

Throughout the BG sex scene, she enjoys what's happening but is very worried and distracted about being too loud and arousing her dad's suspicions. John eagerly devours her, giving her a long rim job and having her deep throat his cock before sliding into her pussy and unloading on her ass. She feels the cum drip off her cheeks, just as she looks up and sees her disgusted father and his other friend staring down at them both. Game's over.

Scouting enemy ground, sexy Russian infantrywoman Lola Shine bats her long eyelashes and fingers her wet cunt. Angelo Godshack, Damien Soup and Michael Fly stuff her mouth with their fat cocks. The horny studs pork her 'spitroast' style, filling her mouth and cunt. Lola takes a hard double penetration! She's still not sated, so two swollen erections simultaneously stretch her winking asshole -- Lola savors deep, double-anal penetration! She rubs her clit to a spasmodic orgasm while the guys pummel her asshole. See cavernous anal gaping and an ass-to-mouth blowjob too. The climax is a dripping cum facial.

Breathtaking teen Naomi Swann flaunts dirty blonde hair and brown eyes with dramatic makeup. Elegant lingerie and heels accentuate her lovely, natural body and creamy skin. Markus Dupree stuffs his face in her crack for a rim job and eats her shaved pussy. Aggressive fingering makes her ejaculate girl squirt! He feeds her the juice, later making her lap her liquid from the floor! Markus grips her by the hair for a face-fucking blowjob, and Naomi licks balls. Manhandling sex includes a standing, doggie-style pussy railing with ass spanking, and then sodomy in multiple positions. His foot clamps her head to the floor; he chokes her; he contorts her for a full-nelson buttfuck. Nasty anal reaming makes her bunghole gape, red intestinal innards showing. She tongues his bunghole, and anal fingering makes her girl juice shower her face! In a cum facial, sperm spackles her tongue, nostrils and forehead!

Ever since Holly Lace got married to Logan Long's dad, Logan and Holly's daughter, Kendra Spade, have been super into each other. Holly is having none of it! Every time she sees Kendra and Logan getting close to one another, she does everything she can to separate them. After several successful attempts to get Kendra away from Lucas, Holly walks in on the two of them fucking doggy style on the couch. Finally pushed to her limit, Holly announces that Logan can cum on her daughter's face like the whore she is and leaves the room. Now that they're free to do it, Kendra and Lucas waste no time in getting it on! They keep it up doggy style for a bit, but then Kendra lets Lucas sit down and pull her onto his dick. Now that they aren't trying to keep their affair a secret, they don't bother trying to hold the moan. Instead, they flaunt their coupling as Kendra screams her pleasure at the way Lucas's dick fills her all the way up.A reverse cowgirl ride comes next, followed by Kendra finding herself on her back on the couch with her legs akimbo. With Lucas's cock guiding the way, Kendra finds herself cumming just as she's dreamed of. Then she gets to her knees, and wraps those hot little lips around Lucas's shaft to suck him off as she strokes his hardon. When Lucas is ready to nut, Kendra backs off so he can jizz all over her face just as mommy ordered.