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THE LOVE HOTEL
ROBOT SELF-DESTRUCTS AFTER A NIGHT OF SEX WITH HER CLIENTS

SCENE opens on a dark bathroom. From a birds-eye angle over the tub, the lights in the room turn on as a woman known only as unit #30562 (Emily Willis) floats in the milky bath water. She opens her eyes, calmly getting out of the tub and drying herself off. She has a perfectly proportioned body. She walks over to a large mirror and, pressing her fingertips in the lower right corner, causes the mirror to illuminate before it turns into a smart screen. A message pops up, thanking unit #30562 for signing in. 'Are you ready for your next shift?' The mirror asks in a soft female voice. #30562 says yes and the screen loads her itinerary for the evening. It explains that her first guest will be a returning client: John Doe, 57 years old, solar sales manager, 6'0'' tall, 165 lbs, brown hair, blue eyes. His kinks include school girls, anal sex, ass worship, rimming, ATM. Past crypto tips include 8000 tokens: extra rough, 10000 tokens: novelty take home, and 500 tokens: kissing on the mouth. Accept client? 'Accepted,' says #30562. As the smart screen processes the order and a confirmation appears, the door buzzes.

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#30562 opens the door and John Doe (Steve Holmes) enters, breezing into the room in a silver bomber jacket and matching wraparound mirrored glasses. He looks her up and down lustfully before pulling out a card and inserting it into the reader. A hologram screen pops up and confirms that the tokens have been accepted. #30562 takes a deep breath, puts on a big smile, and guides John over to the bed. She bends over, and he buries his face in her perfect ass, before sliding his cock inside her tight hole. After he pulls out and cums on her ass, she asks if he would like to kiss and he eagerly agrees. The room flashes green and replies to confirm the extra gratuity. They make out for a few moments before John Doe happily puts his clothes back on and leaves the room.

#30562 goes back to the mirror and stares at herself for a moment, emotionless. She presses the tips of her fingers against the glass and the smart screen wakes up. It explains that her next guest is also a returning client: Richard Roe, 30 years old, space tourism guide, 5'10'' tall, 170 lbs, auburn hair, blue eyes. Kinks include rough sex, breath play, collaring, fisting, and golden showers. Note from management: client is limited to rough sex after last session resulted in damages. Accept client? 'Accepted,' says #30562. As the smart screen processes the order and a confirmation appears, she stares at herself blankly and the door buzzes.

CUT to the door opening. Richard (Charles Dera) enters briskly. He backs #30562 in a corner and places his hand around her throat, his lips curling up in a sneer to reveal shiny gold teeth. 'Remember me?' He growls. She smiles and advises him to scan his card. The man backs off slowly, places his card into the reader, and a hologram screen pops up to confirm his tokens have been accepted. #30562 takes a deep breath and walks over to him. He hoists her over his shoulder and goes to the bed. Throwing her onto the bed, he licks her tight pussy, getting it nice and wet before he fucks her hard. At a certain point, he is about to pee on her when the room flashes red and reminds him that this activity has been blocked. Frustrated, he shoves his dick back in #30562's pussy and keeps fucking her till he pulls out and cums on her face. While the woman catches her breath and wipes the cum from her eyes, Richard gathers his things and leaves without a word.

When #30562 stands up, she finds herself very dizzy. The room beeps red and instructs her to return to her charging station. She crawls to a corner of the room and stands on a white platform to recharge. As soon as her feet plant on top of the station, she becomes still while her body powers up.

CUT to an hour later. #30562 is still charging, eyes closed, when the door buzzes. She opens her eyes and steps off the platform, walking to the mirror in the bathroom to accept the next client but discovers the screen is off. The room buzzes again. #30562 goes and opens the door anyway. A naked woman (Penny Pax) steps inside, clutching a holographic bag. #30562 has never seen another woman before and she is awestruck. 'Please scan your card here...' she says to the woman. The woman looks at her for a long time and feels #30562's face, trying to hold back tears, before reaching into her bag and pulling out a coin. 'Is this accepted?' She begs. #30562 takes the coin into her hand and stares at it. She's never seen anything like it before. She places it on the counter beside the card reader. 'What would you like to do to me this evening?' She asks the woman. Biting her lip and trying to contain her nervous energy, the woman reaches back into her bag and pulls out a shiny silver dildo. 'I want you to fuck me as hard as you can.' She says. #30562 takes the dildo and puts on a big smile, leading the woman to the bed. Unit #30562 may be programmed to please, but this latest client of The Love Hotel is not who she seems, and by the time she's done with #30562, the sexbot's world will never be the same.

DAUGHTER SLUT-SHAMING
FATHER DISCIPLINES BRATTY STEP-DAUGHTER FOR HAVING SEX WITH STRANGERS

SCENE OPENS on a vestibule in the early hours of the morning, where 18-year-old teen Veronica (Emily Willis) is trying not to make any noise as she sneaks through the door. After a night of partying, evident by her slightly disheveled look and party clothes, the teen is being careful not to wake her dad. She holds her heels in her hands to make less noise, and starts tiptoeing into the hallway. She makes her way into the kitchen, where she grabs some headache pills for her already developing hangover. Rounding the corner, she's shocked to see her stepfather Hugo (Steve Holmes), holding a cup of coffee. He has a stern look on his face and a rigid posture. Veronica is embarrassed to have gotten caught but tries to play things cool -- 'hi daddy,' she says sweetly, 'uhh, how long have you been up?' He says long enough to see that she didn't rest in her bed last night. She tells him that she was studying at a friend's house and slept over. Skeptical, he picks up the bottle of pills, saying that apparently math gives her a headache. Veronica sticks to her story, but Hugo isn't having it, and slams the pill bottle onto the counter angrily as he demands to know what's going on. Reluctantly, Veronica admits that she was out late at a party.

Uncomfortably, clearly not eager to say what she has to say next, she says that she needs a ride to the pharmacy. He asks what for. She winces. She confesses she needs to buy some morning-after pills -- she got a little wild at the party today. Hugo takes a deep breath, trying to keep his cool. Who was the boy? Veronica is very nervous, and admits she doesn't exactly know... some guy at the party, she didn't get his name. Hugo looks furious, and starts yelling at her - she lost her virginity at a party to a complete stranger?! That's incredibly irresponsible! Veronica begrudgingly corrects him, 'well.... not exactly... I sort of... well, I didn't lose my virginity tonight, that is.' Hugo looks at her stone-faced and incredulous. 'How many times have you had sex?!' he asks. She turns her head and doesn't answer. He grabs her by the wrist and insists she looks him in the eye. 'How many guys have you slept with?!' he repeats. Humiliated and close to tears, she reluctantly meets her step-father's glare. 'I've sort of... lost count.' Something snaps inside Hugo. He takes a deep long angry breath through his nose, and then exhales. He grips Veronica's throat and starts walking away, pulling her along with him. She resists being pulled -- 'what are you going to do to me, daddy?!' she cries out. Throwing her onto the living room couch, he leans in menacingly. 'I'm going to treat my step-daughter like the slut she is.'

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Standing above her, he looks her up and down for a moment. He tells her that she's been acting like a brat so he's going to treat her like one, and discipline her just like when she would act bratty when she was younger. He asks patronizingly if she remembers what that means. 'You want to SPANK me?!' she says in alarm, shrinking from his angry glare. She's 18 years old now, she pleads, he can't do that anymore, she's an adult. It's weird. It's GROSS. Hugo argues back, she certainly isn't acting like an adult. She's acting like a brat who needs to be taught a lesson. If she wants to live under his roof, she has to abide by his rules. She does want to keep living under his roof, right? Reluctantly, she says yes. She doesn't want to be kicked out, right? Begrudgingly, she answers back no. Then she's going to do what he says, right? Through gritted teeth and holding back tears, she says yes, she'll do whatever he says.

He tells her to take off her pants, it's time for her punishment. He instructs her to turn around. She does, and we watch from a male gaze POV as she takes off her pants slowly and reluctantly. She looks back at him with a betrayed look before also taking her panties off slowly. She stands there for a moment uncomfortably. Finally, he coldly instructs her to come bend over on daddy's lap.Lying across her step-father's lap, ass up in the air, Veronica winces and braces herself for the spanking. Hugo starts first by taunting her, rubbing his palm in circles across the circumference of her ass for several seconds, before starting off with a sharp smack. Veronica lets out a yelp from the pain. He rubs more circles with his palm before slapping the other cheek once as well. Incredulous at the size of her skimpy panties, he rips them off and proceeds to mercilessly spank his daughter while she begs for his forgiveness. He is cruel and taunting, insulting her while expressing his disappointment in her. He tells her that her mom would be appalled if she was still with them. He tells her that he didn't raise his daughter to be a disgusting slut and demands to know how many men she's fucked, spanking her ass hard for every man she's been with.

As he spanks her furiously, Hugo spreads her ass cheeks and repositions her legs to get better views of her pussy and asshole on his lap. At this point she feels something hard pressing into her body, and squeals with disgust 'Ew, are you hard right now, dad?!' She struggles on his lap and protests that it's sick that he's getting hard from spanking his own daughter. He hasn't gotten laid since her mother died, and he could use a warm hole. Hugo tells his step-daughter that she's going to be his warm hole now, whipping out his hard dick. Veronica is shocked -- no fucking way! He's taking it too far, it's disgusting. Hugo points out that just earlier, she was asking him to treat her as an adult. What could be more adult than fucking? She starts to protest, but he reminds her that she should think twice about standing up to him if she still wants a home to come back to after her nights of partying. Hurt and reluctant, she asks what she has to do, and begrudgingly agrees to do it. Veronica's about to find out that her stepfather is just getting started shaming his slut daughter.

THE WATCHER
CREEPY VOYEUR SPIES ON YOUNG COUPLE AND FOLLOWS THEM HOME

SCENE opens on an establishing shot of a broken-down shed. It is early morning. Cut to inside. A homeless man's legs stick out from underneath a tarp as he lays huddled on the dirt floor, surrounded by garbage and old food containers. From a dirty POV, we watch him lift off the tarp and sit up to see the sunlight streaming through the cracks in the door. His face is hidden by his hooded sweatshirt, but he is a tall, intimidating figure. He rummages through his garbage before picking up an old tattered porno mag and, with a groan, opening its sticky pages.

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Several hours later. The man, still shrouded in his hoodie, leans up against a curb begging for money. People pass him by without any notice.

JUMP CUT to a close-up of the man's dirty shoes as he staggers down the roadside, panning up to reveal him holding a tall can wrapped in a brown bag. He comes upon the entrance of a park. From a dirty POV, we watch him look around before deciding to venture inside.

JUMP CUT to the man walking through a secluded, woody area at the back of the park. He has come here to look through more of his magazine. As he settles down by the parameter fence, he hears a woman laughing and pauses. From a dirty POV, we watch as he cautiously stands back up and creeps towards the sound of the woman. Through the clearing, A couple have laid out a blanket underneath some trees and are making out. Jenny, the woman, giggles and play fights with Paul, her boyfriend, who is trying to affectionately get her clothes off. The man watches and listens, as their small talk reveals the pair are a recent couple out on a date. They are both college students. Paul wants to have sex while Jenny is nervous. She doesn't want to do it in public and get caught. He tells her to chill out, no one ever comes to the back of the park. 'Besides, we are both over twenty-one,' he adds. 'And it would only be a misdemeanor ... so isn't it worth the risk?!' She laughs and tells him he's a terrible influence, as they keep kissing. The camera jumps between a wide shot of the couple, with the man shrouded in the background, and a dirty POV of him watching. Finally, caving to the pressure, Paul suggests they go back to his place to fuck instead ... and Jenny eagerly agrees. They gather up their things and leave, while the man still watches.

JUMP CUT to a dirty POV of the man watching Paul and Jenny as they enter his house, leaving the door slightly ajar by mistake. Cautiously, the man creeps up and quietly steps through it after them. He can hear their voices on the other side of the house. Breathing heavily, he walks through the main floor and towards the bedroom. He peeks inside and watches as the couple make out in bed. Paul is removing Jenny's top as they kiss passionately, and she undoes his belt. She begins to give him a hand job, as the camera cuts back and forth between inside the room with them and the man's dirty POV. Paul begs Jenny to suck his dick, but she keeps laughing and pulling twigs out from his dirty shorts. 'Let's just take a quick shower first,' she teases. 'And then you can do whatever the fuck you want to me!' Paul groans and nods, ushering Jenny off the bed and out of the room, as they strip off their clothes and narrowly miss the man who has darted around the corner. From a dirty POV, he hears the shower come on and then creeps into the bedroom, so he can find himself a better view. He decides to hide inside the closet.

A few moments later, the couple come back into the room naked and ready to have sex. The closet door stays in the frame as they begin to go at it, completely unaware that they are being watched.

OFFICE HARASSMENT
SECRETARY FACES REPEATED SEXUAL HARASSMENT FROM HER BOSS

SCENE OPENS on Mr. Kincaid (Derrick Pierce), a brutish-looking businessman, in his office with his beautiful secretary, Valerie (Brett Rossi), telling him about the day's schedule. Midway through her briefing, she leans down to pick up a pen from the floor and place it back on her boss' desk before continuing. Unbeknownst to her, Kincaid sneakily throws the pen back onto the floor. When she walks back around, she notices the pen on the floor again and is agitated, taking a calming breath while gripping her notepad tightly. She bends down, the camera giving a male gaze POV of her sexy bottom, then berates her boss about dropping the pen AGAIN. He shrugs it off and she snaps, remarking that she's tired of how he struts around the office like he owns the place! Plus he's very rude, and she hates the way he treats her and makes her feel small and invalidated. It's harassment and she's not going to stand for it anymore.

She's so worked up that she's getting hot and sweaty, so she takes a breath to calm herself down from the outburst. Mr. Kincaid, who watches, unabashed, the whole time, responses by telling Valerie that he wants a cup of coffee and it's not going to pour itself. Defeated, Valerie walks across the office to make a cup of coffee, although she's clearly upset, her body tense and her hands fisted at her sides. She gazes over her shoulder to her boss, anxiety written all over her face.

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Later that day, in his office, Kincaid is finishing up a business call while Valerie brings him another cup of coffee. Once he's done with the call, he gets her to relay what's next on his calendar. As she starts telling him his schedule like a good secretary, he sips the coffee she just brought him and spits it out. 'This is terrible!' he scolds her as she helplessly looks on at his childish behavior. The childishness turns into bullying as he asks her how long she's been working there -- a decade? -- which is pretty generous for a secretary. He's going to tell her how this whole thing works and that he'll go slow so that she catches on. Valerie is crestfallen, quietly insisting that he can't treat her like this. 'Sweetheart,' he says with a smirk, 'I can do whatever I want, and treat you however I want because I'M the boss.' She's just a dumb blonde bimbo, and nothing more.

He starts stroking her cheek and she calls him out on the sexual harassment, although he instantly and calmly insists that it's NOT sexual harassment. Even if it was, who was going to believe her, anyway, since she's just a secretary? It's her word against his. He stresses that he's the one that writes the checks around there, so there's nothing she can do about it. 'In fact...' Kincaid trails, promptly spilling his cup of coffee on Valerie's breasts.

Valerie tries to clean the coffee stain on her white shirt, distressed that he did that on purpose while he smugly insists that it was an accident and that he's just such a klutz. He tells her that she had better take the shirt off and take care of the mess or it'll stain. Valerie insists that she needs to go home to change, but he stops her in her tracks by saying, 'OR you could stay and make your boss happy.' If she lets him have his way with her, he'll promote her to a position that she really wants to be in. The choice is hers.

The camera is focused on Valerie's face as she wipes her tears and struggles to make the decision. The turmoil is clear on her face, her lips tight, although the smallest hint of a grin slowly appears. Then she makes the call and removes her shirt, throwing it to the floor. 'You know what? You're so right. I'm so dumb! I should be helping YOU be happy...' she insists. Kincaid is stunned by the 180 as she strokes his shoulder, fawning over him with her breasts in full view. She lays it on thick, stroking his ego in every way that she can think of, which Kincaid readily gets off on. Valerie's days of being bossed around because she has no choice are over as she takes the lead to show him what she's really made of.

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.

THE RECTAL EXAM
Family doctor exploits favorite patient into anal sex exam

SCENE opens with the camera focused tightly on the exposed back of a woman with a stethoscope pressed against her skin. The camera travels as the doctor's hand slowly moves the stethoscope lower down the patient's back, which elicits a light gasp and giggle from the patient without us ever seeing her face. She exclaims that the metal is a bit cold. A close-up of just the doctor's mouth, biting his lip nervously, shows us that the exposed skin and flirty noises of his patient are distracting him. 'Sorry,' Dr. Sumner says with a bit of a dorky laugh, 'just one more deep breath please?' We watch her exposed back rise and fall slowly as she breathes deep, and Dr. Sumner stares at her mesmerized. 'Gooood,' he exclaims softly. Catching himself staring, he clears his throat and lifts the stethoscope off her back. As he turns back to stand across from his patient, we see she is a strikingly beautiful woman, Yvette. In fact, Dr. Sumner finds he has trouble taking his eyes off of her as he speaks. 'Well, your breathing checks out, blood pressure is normal, and your vaccinations are all up to date... was there anything else that's been worrying you that you wanted me to look into?' Yvette looks uncomfortable as she tries to broach the subject. Actually, yes, there was something else that's been bothering her recently, but it's a bit uncomfortable to talk about. Dr. Sumner assures her that no topic is off limits, especially not for his favorite patient, and Yvette gets a bit more relaxed. Well, she elaborates, she's been feeling some discomfort in her... well, her you know, ('butthole' she mutters hurriedly), ever since she tried anal sex for the first time with her boyfriend a couple of days ago.

Dr. Sumner is visibly taken aback, and he stutters over a response as he fidgets with his coat and tie. Yvette looks let down, she had hoped that Dr. Sumner would react more professionally than this, but he apologizes - it's simply because he's been treating her and her family since she was a little girl, sometimes he forgets she's a 22 year old woman now. But she's right, there's nothing to be ashamed of, what two consenting adults do in the privacy of their homes is not any of his business. He remarks that it's not uncommon for anal virgins to experience some pain and discomfort afterwards, and that the pain should subside after a day or two as long as she was careful, they went slowly, and used plenty of lubricant. Yvette, however, doesn't seem to have been put at ease - she's read about anal fissures and tearing and the like. Isn't he even going to take a look to make sure it isn't something more serious? Dr. Sumner starts to say that it's not necessary since her level of pain doesn't seem too severe, but then he cuts himself off. Actually, yes, she's absolutely right, he should perform a thorough examination. Just to be safe. So if she can just please lift up her dress, remove her underwear, and bend over the table...

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CUT back to just a few seconds after, only now in a male gaze perspective from behind Yvette as we stare straight onward at her bent over ass. Her pussy and butthole are on full display as she waits patiently for her doctor to take a look. He kneels down close, placing one firm hand on each cheek to spread them wider, and stares transfixed for several seconds.

'Um... doctor?' Yvette asks timidly. 'Is everything ok back there?' Dr. Sumner snaps out of his reverie and stutters that yes, he's just making a preliminary visual inspection before he runs more extensive tests. He periodically spreads her ass cheeks wide to provide the camera with ample close-up shots of her winking hole - this goes on for almost a minute, though the doctor is now more conscious to make it seem like a proper inspection by adding authoritative sounds like 'mm-hmm', 'ok', 'so far so good', etc. to keep Yvette feeling assured.

'Well, at first glance everything seems in order, but I'll of course have to palpate the inside of your rectum next, so you should brace yourself for some mild discomfort.' 'Palpate?' Yvette asks nervously, but Dr. Sumner explains that palpate just means examining by touch. It's just a clinical way of saying he'll be inserting his finger. With lubricant, of course. He asks her to remain in position while he dons his medical gloves - as he does this, we see that unbeknownst to Yvette, the doctor's attention remains fixated on her ass on display. He smears some lubricant onto his index and middle fingers, and then gets back into position behind her.

He reminds her that as he said, she might feel some slight discomfort - and then makes a bad joke about how he's sure it will be nothing compared to how it must have felt with her boyfriend sticking it in the other night. Yvette laughs nervously, not because it was funny but to make things less awkward. The doctor sticks one gloved finger in slowly, asking Yvette to describe the sensations as he does so. She describes the initial pressure, a dull ache as his finger goes deeper in, and then finally a yelp of surprise when he sticks the finger all the way in, though it quickly subsides, and she remarks that she doesn't notice much pain now that he's all the way in. He remarks that he's going to keep his finger there for a few moments, and suggests she takes a few deep breaths. He places his other hand on her ass cheek again and spreads it idly as they wait.

Dr. Sumner begins to ask Yvette questions about her first anal experience. Though as he asks his questions, Dr. Sumner coyly pulls his finger in and out, pretending it's part of the process. Did she use lube? (Yes.) Did she work her way up to the night in question by using any smaller toys to start? When Yvette says no, the doctor suggests that if she wants to continue having anal sex she should consider it, in fact he's read about women who wear butt plugs for hours at a time to stretch themselves out, even in public. Yvette blushes and says there's no way she could be bold enough for something like that. Dr. Sumner changes the subject and asks if Yvette's boyfriend fingered her first to ease her into it, and she confesses no, he didn't. Dr. Sumner explains that that may be why she's experiencing some pain now, and that it's generally better to start slow and work her way up to bigger objects. As he says this, he tells her he'll be putting in a second finger to test her elasticity. The second finger is clearly more difficult for Yvette to handle than just the one, but he eases her into it with a sense of relish.

After he satisfies himself with having fit two fingers into her hole and wiggling them around to make her squirm a bit, Dr. Sumner pulls his fingers out gently and then tells her that while things seem normal inside, he would like to get a final deeper visual inspection using a speculum. He lays Yvette on her side on the table, ass peeking out towards him, and he pulls out a rectal speculum from a nearby drawer. He inserts it carefully and uses it to expand her asshole slightly wider. Yvette remarks that the sensation is very uncomfortable, but the doctor remarks that the sensation should pass and that he promises it's absolutely necessary. However, he is clearly enjoying himself, even inserting his finger into the opening of the speculum to tease and toy with the rim of her hole. He tells Yvette that she's lucky that a 'complete amateur' like her boyfriend didn't injure her, and that they should really take better precautions next time. Yvette, slightly weirded out, remarks that Dr. Sumner really seems to know a lot about anal sex. Like, a lot.

At this, Dr. Sumner gets very embarrassed. He takes the speculum out of Yvette and removes his hands from her, putting them between his legs sheepishly. He was just offering her some advice, that's all. Yvette asks where he even gets all this advice from, she's sure it's not stuff he learned at medical school. Dr. Sumner tries to evade the question, but Yvette coaxes him - he's been a friend of the family for years now and he's helped her through some very tough times, she won't judge him. Dr. Sumner bashfully answers that he watches a lot of anal porn. Yvette grins, it's almost cute how nervous the doctor looks. She asks Dr. Sumner if he's ever had anal sex and he admits that he hasn't but has always wanted to. Yvette gets bolder, she bets that he must get awfully tempted sometimes with all the pretty girls he must have to look at as part of his job. In fact, he's always said she's his favorite patient, is that because he likes her or is it just because he's always wanted to fuck her? Dr. Sumner stumbles over his words and Yvette takes advantage of this to coax him further. He's right that her boyfriend is a complete amateur. In fact, having anal sex with him hurt like hell. But she bets that if a real man showed her how to do it, a man who's completely obsessed with anal sex, he'd know how to do it right. She reaches for his crotch and he pulls back, it would be unethical. She gets up off the table and approaches him seductively, insisting that no other patient of his is ever going to go along with something like this, this is a once in a lifetime chance and he'd be an idiot to turn it down. She wants it, he wants it. What could be more ethical than that? She leans in for a kiss and he hungrily kisses back, his hands going straight to gripping her ass cheeks tightly as they embrace.

HIS ANAL MISTRESS
YOUNG ASSISTANT TALKED INTO ANAL SEX WITH BOSS' HUSBAND

SCENE opens on Tina, a successful photographer, and her husband, Jeremy, as they are having sex in their bedroom. The couple kiss passionately as he climbs on top and starts fucking her in missionary position. Tina loves it and begs him to go deeper. At a certain point, he pulls out and eagerly asks if he can try to put it in her ass again. Her demeanor changes, as she looks up at her husband anxiously. 'We can try...,' she says, nervously rolling over. 'But not if it hurts, ok?' Jeremy gets very excited and, grabbing his lube, greases her up and starts trying to stretch out her asshole. She squirms and grimaces, clearly uncomfortable, as he slips a finger inside her tight hole. 'Be careful please,' she begs him. He slowly removes his finger and starts to try and slide himself inside. The camera focuses on her face, as she winches at the penetration. It hurts very badly and, after a few desperate minutes of trying to make it work, Tina finally cries 'STOP! Please Jeremy! I can't do it!' Disappointed and frustrated, Jeremy pulls out and gets off the bed in a huff. He wipes himself up without looking at his wife. Feeling very guilty, Tina curls up into a ball and apologizes. She tried, she really did. He tells her to forget it. 'I made the mistake of not doing it before we got married,' he says coldly. 'I should have known better.' She apologizes again as he exits the room, leaving her naked and alone on the bed.

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Tina, dressed professionally, sits behind her desk at the studio she runs. She is zoned out, thinking about the night before, when her perky young assistant, Carly, comes in with some mood boards. The duo is planning an upcoming wedding shoot and Carly wants to show her boss some of the ideas she has put together for their client. As Tina looks over her work, Carly senses that something is wrong. Tina seems very distracted, as she has been over the past few weeks. Even though the women have always had a very professional relationship and Tina is her boss, they've nonetheless grown quite close. 'Is everything ok, Tina?' Carly asks cautiously. Tina snaps out of her daze and smiles at her assistant. 'Yes, I'm sorry. Just have a lot of my mind lately.' Not wanting to push the issue, Carly goes back to the mood board. While she describes her concepts, Tina stares at her. She is so young and carefree, barely 20 years old. Tina can't even remember what it feels like to be that outgoing. 'Can I ask you a personal question?' She finds herself saying. When Carly says yes, Tina asks if the girl has ever had anal sex. 'I'm sorry, that's probably TMI!' She apologizes, her face blushing as she instantly regrets the question. Carly laughs and tells her not to worry about it. 'Of course I have,' she replies. 'Anal sex really isn't that big of a deal these days!' This makes Tina cringe inside. She asks Carly if she enjoys it. Her assistant, happy to be having a friendly talk with the woman she admires so much, tells her that she loves it. It feels amazing, especially once you get used to it. 'I don't really get to have it very much anymore, since I broke up with my boyfriend.' She adds. 'But I used to have it all the time!' Tina, loosening up a little bit, starts to share her own situation. She tells her assistant about her husband's desires and her efforts to try and please him. No matter what toys she buys or how little she eats to prepare herself, she just can't handle the pain. She feels like a failure, as if she's holding him back from something. Carly asks if the couple have ever thought of having a threesome or going to a swinger's party. Tina shakes her head nervously. She's never considered any of that. Should she? 'Well,' Carly jokes nonchalantly, feeling great about the heart-to-heart they are having. 'If you ever need to tag me in, don't hesitate to ask! I miss anal!' She goes back to describing her mood board, as the joke weighs heavily on Tina's mind.

CUT to that evening. Tina comes home from work to find her husband already eating dinner. She is surprised that he didn't wait for her. When she sits down in the kitchen to join him, he gives her the cold shoulder. She tries to small talk and ignore the elephant in the room, but the conversation soon drifts back to the night before. 'I'm really sorry that I keep chickening out,' she says. 'I want to do it, Jeremy, I really do!' Jeremy forks his food without looking up at her or responding. Feeling anxious and guilty, she adds that she's even started asking her friends for advice. 'Like who?' He asks, eyes still on his food. 'You don't have any friends anymore. All you do is work!' Trying her best to ignore his passiveaggressiveness, Tina tells him that she talked to her assistant about it. He should be happy to know that what he is feeling is actually very common these days. Her assistant is twenty and does it all the time. She even joked about having a threesome together. Jeremy's eyes light up. He puts his fork down and hugs his wife. 'Are you serious?' He says. 'That is such an amazing idea!' Tina tells him that she was pretty sure the girl was joking, but she wouldn't be opposed to discussing an open relationship if it made Jeremy happy. Her husband asks to see a photo of the assistant. Tina reiterates that it was probably just a joke and he should forget about it, but he cuts her off. Why would she get his hopes up just to shoot him down again? It's only a damn picture. When Tina relents and shows him a photo from Carly's social media, he gets even more excited. Jeremy tells his wife to invite her over tonight. She already said she would do it! They shouldn't wait for her to change her mind. Besides, Tina's her boss ... it wouldn't take too much convincing. Tina protests but Jeremy gets mad at her. It isn't fair. Why would she even tell him about this if she didn't want to do it too? She is constantly disappointing him. Finally, the conflicted wife agrees to text the girl and invite her over.

CUT to Carly as she is wrapping up yoga practice on the lawn outside her complex. The camera follows her tight ass as she flexes and stretches in her yoga pants. She is very surprised to receive a text from her boss, who normally doesn't contact her unless it's a work emergency. When she asks what's up, she is even more surprised that Tina is inviting her over for a cocktail at her house to discuss some upcoming projects. Excited and proud to be included, she agrees and says she'll be over shortly.

CUT to that night. The doorbell rings and a frazzled-looking Tina answers it, inviting Carly inside. The woman immediately asks her to sit down on the couch and leaves abruptly to get her a cocktail. Carly notices how odd her boss is acting but brushes it off. After all, as she said, the woman just has a lot on her mind these days. As Carly looks around the nice house, Jeremy enters the room. He warmly introduces himself and sits down beside the assistant. They small talk until Tina returns, with a bottle of wine and some glasses. She nervously sets them down on the table and asks her husband if he would open the bottle. She forgot to. He leaves to fetch a corkscrew, squeezing Tina's shoulders tightly on the way out.

Once alone, Carly asks her boss which upcoming projects she wanted to go over. Tina smiles, her mouth quivering as she tries to calm her nerves. 'Actually, I wanted to talk to you about what you said earlier today.' She says. 'I have decided that I would like you to have anal sex with my husband.' Carly stares at her boss, awkwardly. 'Um ... I really hope I didn't offend you earlier,' she says. 'I was absolutely joking about that.' Tina remains stoic and reiterates that she isn't offended. She wants her to do it. She wants her to do it tonight, in fact, while she watches. 'So ... I can learn,' she chokes out. Carly grabs her purse. 'I'm sorry Tina,' she says getting up. 'That really wouldn't be appropriate for me to do. You're my boss.' She tries to walk to the front door but is stopped by Jeremy coming back. 'Where are you going?' He asks gently. Tina rushes between them and pulls Carly back into the living room. She whispers sternly into her ear that the assistant offered to do it and now she expects it to be done. Carly cannot believe what is happening. 'I was just trying to be a friend,' she whispers.

Tina makes her sit back down beside Jeremy. 'Well, we aren't friends,' she replies. 'You work for me. And I'm asking you to please get this done. We don't need to discuss it.' Carly goes very quiet, as the married couple study her reaction. 'Like my wife said,' Jeremy chimes in sweetly. 'It would only be this one time. Just to help her out. Honey, didn't you mention she was due for an increase soon?' He is trying to help his wife negotiate. Tina swallows hard and nods. Carly looks at both in them in disgust. 'Tina, are you really doing this to me?' She demands, angrily. Tina starts to back pedal but Jeremy shoots her a look. 'I think it's important to remember how much my wife trusts you,' he adds. 'She wouldn't ask you to do this if she didn't think you were up to it. And you said you love anal sex, right?' Carly ignores him and stares at her boss. 'You are putting me in an incredibly bad position, Tina.' She says curtly. 'I have been your assistant for over a year. I've worked overtime. I've worked weekends. I've done things even when they were not in my job description. I've always tried to be the best employee.' Tina puts her head in her hands, reeling from the guilt. Carly starts to take off her clothes. She turns to Jeremy. 'So you want to fuck me in the ass?' She asks, raging. Jeremy nods. Tina looks at them through her fingers. Carly rips her hands away from her face and demands that her boss watch. 'So, you can learn, right?' she asks, laughing in her disgust. 'You are a pathetic woman!' She gets down on her knees and tells Jeremy to take out his dick, so she can get it nice and wet. 'Then,' she says. 'You can stick it in my ass. At least I can take it!' BGA Sex Scene. Throughout the sex, Carly instructs Jeremy how to fuck her the way she likes it while Tina cowers in the room, watching and feeling guilty. Even time the wife tries to join in, Carly either makes her do something humiliating to her husband or wait by the sideline. It isn't long before the satisfied Jeremy pulls out and cums over Carly's ass.

Tina tries to apologize to Carly, as the assistant quickly throws back on her clothes and heads for the front door. She informs her boss that she is quitting. She doesn't want anything to do with her any more.

A FATHER UNLEASHED
UNCLE BAITS FATHER INTO DP'ING HIS STEP-DAUGHTER

SCENE opens on an 18-year-old girl and an older man, Darla and her Uncle Gus, laughing and small-talking as they are midway through enjoying a coffee at a sunny outdoor café. At Darla's feet are several bags from high-end shopping boutiques, the spoils of their afternoon out together. We close in on them to catch the tail end of an anecdote, where Gus is telling Darla yet another embarrassing story about her step-father in his youth. 'I can't believe Dad was so wild as a kid,' Darla laughs, 'he's so normal and boring now. You on the other hand...' She trails off with a wink and a laugh before taking another sip of her coffee. Gus chuckles and says 'Well, I was always a bad influence on him. Just like you're a bad influence on me!' he says, gesturing to the shopping bags at their feet, 'I spoil you way too much! But...you know I just can't say no to such a pretty face.' His compliment has a sinister undertone to it, but Darla is too enamored with her uncle to notice. 'You know,' she says after a time, 'my mom's out of town for a business trip all weekend, if you don't have any plans you should come back to the house with me. You haven't been over for supper in ages!' Uncle Gus's ears perk up at the invitation. He looks Darla up and down, hungrily basking in her features for a moment. 'That sounds wonderful!' he exclaims. 'Who knows, maybe we can get you to bring out a bit of that wild side in your dad too.'

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Darla's step-father, Eric, is at his kitchen counter preparing dinner when Darla walks in, returning from her afternoon out. She greets her dad with a smile and starts setting down her bags in the kitchen. Eric is in the middle of greeting her and about to ask how her day was when his brother Gus steps into view. A few steps behind Darla, Gus leans nonchalantly against the doorframe to the kitchen, and gives his brother a smug smile. Eric's body noticeably tenses at the sight of him, and they share a look. 'Hello Gus,' Eric mutters. 'Long time no see, Ricky!' Gus says cordially. Eric winces and reminds his brother to call him Eric. 'What are you doing here, Gus?' Darla, not noticing the tension between them, casually explains that she invited Uncle Gus over for supper. 'With mom gone all weekend, I thought we could use the extra company!' she beams. Eric sputters and clears his throat, and eventually just says 'Fine.' He is clearly not happy. Gus strolls into the kitchen and pats Eric on the back. He starts telling his brother about their day out, and about all the clothes he bought Darla. He remarks that the girl's so gorgeous, she didn't try on a single item that didn't look stunning on her. 'In fact,' he says joyfully, 'Darla sweetheart, why don't you try on a couple of your new outfits for your dear old dad and I?' Darla gladly agrees, and heads to another room with a bag to change.

While Darla is out of the room, the tension breaks as Eric becomes less reserved and more angry. 'You shouldn't be here, Gus, if Marlene found out you were at our house...' Gus keeps his cool and seems to enjoy pushing his brother's buttons. 'Good thing she's on a business trip then, she never has to know I was here.' Eric blinks back, a bit deflated. 'She thinks you're a bad influence on me.' Gus laughs, bemused. 'Does she now... maybe she just doesn't know the real you then. Or maybe you haven't told her about all the shit we used to do together. Picking up random girls, fucking their brains out, sometimes filling up both their holes at once...' Eric winces as Gus brings up all his old exploits, those days are behind him now. He's a father now. 'Step-father,' Gus corrects. 'It's not like you've developed some kind of 'paternal instincts' or anything, I know the old wild Ricky is still in you somewhere.' Eric hears scuffling from the other room and shushes his brother, just in time for Darla to walk back out clad in a cocktail or clubbing dress and heels. 'Wow, beaaautiful!' Gus gushes, and he encourages Darla to pose in various positions while he goads Eric on. 'Doesn't she look amazing?' Eric watches stiffly and chokes out some one-word responses while Darla poses in her outfit and talks with Gus. After a minute or so, Gus suggests they see another one. Darla picks up another outfit and moves to walk out of the room when Gus says 'Darla, you can change here, it's no bother! We're all family here, right?' Darla shrugs, she supposes it's fine.

She starts removing her outfit. From over the two men's shoulders, we watch intently as Darla kicks off her heels and changes from her more elegant outfit to a skimpier one, a tight tee-shirt and short shorts. With a slight turn of his head, not enough to obstruct the camera's view, Gus turns to speak softly to his brother. 'Look at thaaat,' he mutters. Eric winces again. Gus begins describing Darla's features as they watch her change, putting emphasis on how young she looks. 'Don't tell me that doesn't bring out something in you, Ricky. I've watched Darla grow up, and man has she grown. You have eyes just like I do. I know you see it too.' Eric has a pained expression on his face, but despite that he can't help watching Darla change. His breath is ragged, and he's biting his lip hard.

Darla finishes changing, and again Gus convinces her to pose for them. For the first minute, Eric remains stiff and silent, but then something cracks in him. He asks if she can hand him something from one of the lower cabinets. 'Sure dad,' she says cheerily, and bends down to open the cabinet door. Eric takes a prolonged look at her ass as she does. 'Attagirl,' he says. Gus sees this change in his brother and smiles. Gus asks for Darla to show off another purchase - he remembers a nice bra and panties they picked up at an underwear store, what about that? For the first time, Darla looks skeptical - wouldn't that be a bit weird? But Eric clears his throat and says 'No, it's fine. Actually, if my daughter's buying fancy underwear, that's something her dad should know about, right? Might mean she has a boy around.' Darla rolls her eyes, meanwhile Gus corrects him a second time - 'Step-daughter. And Darla's eighteen now, she can do what she wants, right Darla?' Exactly, she says, and fishes out the bra and panties to hold up to her dad. 'See? They're not even that sexual. They're just nice material.'

Gus asks her to put them on, and for the first time Darla looks truly uncomfortable. 'I don't know, that's not really appropriate, is it?' Gus puts on a pouty face. 'I spent a lot of money on these gifts for you, Darla, don't I deserve to at least see them on you?' Darla starts to stutter back a response but doesn't quite know what to say. Her dad cuts her off. 'Darla, don't be rude. If your uncle gave you a gift and he just wants to see you enjoying that gift, it's not a lot to ask, is it?' She looks flustered, but she supposes not. She is about to head off to change, when her father stops her. 'Here's fine. Remember what your uncle said? We're all family.' Darla looks uncomfortable but says 'OK dad' and starts undressing.

The mood for this third change of outfits is palpably different. Darla takes her clothes off hesitantly and tries to cover up her breasts and her crotch with her hands when she removes her old underwear to put on the store-bought ones. All the while, she sneaks frequent concerned glances back up at the men as she does. All subtlety from the two men is gone, they're watching her almost like animal predators stalking prey. No words are exchanged between the two, and Darla's attempts at lightening the mood fall flat. By the time she's changed into the bra and panties, she's no longer in the mood for posing. She looks and feels exposed as she stands in front of the two.

'Very nice,' Gus says approvingly, 'don't you think she looks very nice, Ricky?' Her dad breathes in deeply, acting more and more unlike the stiff man from earlier. 'Yes, Gus, she does look quite nice. My daughter's a full-grown woman now.' Gus takes a step forward, closing the distance between him and Darla. 'I have to confess, just getting to see her in these outfits... isn't doing enough for me. You know, I've bought you a lot of gifts over the years. I think it's time I got a proper thank you.' What does he mean, Darla asks nervously. Gus tauntingly plays with the fly of his pants. 'I want the kind of thank you only a grateful young woman like yourself can give. I want to fuck you.' Darla protests - what? No! That's disgusting! They're family! She turns to her dad pleadingly, but he looks back at her vacantly. 'Well, Darla, he did buy you all these nice things. You accepted them. Surely the thought must have crossed your mind he might want something in return. You're old enough to know that your actions have consequences.' Darla looks at him with tearful betrayal. Then she looks back to Gus. 'Tell me what to do and I'll do it. But just this one time, I'm not taking a cent from you ever again.'

Gus tells her to get on her knees in front of him and unzips his fly. He instructs her to suck his dick. She does so, and for about a minute Ricky looks on at her sucking dick with an expression of craving and curiosity. Eventually, his hand moves towards his crotch, and Gus notices this. He stops Darla from sucking. 'You know,' Gus says, 'your step-dad has paid to take care of you for years now. He's raised you as his own daughter. Doesn't he deserve a proper thank you too?' Darla looks up at them both with rage and disappointment in her eyes, but after several seconds nods her head yes. Eric unzips his fly and pulls out his hard dick and brings his daughter's head forward to suck it.

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.

CUT to a teacher's lounge. Mr. Harris, the school's guidance counselor, is eating his lunch when one of his colleagues asks to join him. They small talk for a few minutes about work before the teacher mentions having some concerns over one of his homeroom students. Jamie is a bright, gifted girl, but something has happened to her this semester. Her once-perfect grades are slipping, and her attitude has really changed. He is worried that something might be happening at home and asks Mr. Harris if there is anything he can do to help. With college applications coming up, the guidance counselor suggests that the teacher send her in to receive some mandated counseling. It's normal for seniors this time of year and, while they are going over her post-secondary options, he will be happy to see if he can help in any other way. The teacher agrees and thanks him before excusing himself to get back to class.

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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.

Stunning Lauren Phillips leads her boyfriend Dillon Diaz, blindfolded into a mysterious room. Dressed in a black dress and stockings, she guides her boyfriend to a couch. Happy one month anniversary, she has a surprise for him. Teasing his senses, she undresses and zips into a corset and thigh high boots. The zipper sounds get him excited, but he has no idea what punishment and pleasure is in store. Are you ready to play. Lauren in her corset shows off her natural busty chest, she is about to show him her Dominant Femdom side. First he is made to strip down naked. But, there are rules. She is Miss Phillips and she will be respected in her dungeon. A hard slap across his face reminds him of the rules. Next is pain, nipple clamps come out and he screams as they are applied. His cock gets harder as the pull against the chains on his chest. He begs to have them come off, and she slaps him harder. Flipped over on all fours, she brings out the paddles and he takes a beating on his ass. Please Miss Phillips. Will he be a good boy for his Mistress. Tied up in rope bondage he begins to worship her feet and stockings. She shoves her foot down is mouth. Oh but what else could this good boy put down is mouth. How about this big strap on she is wearing. He gets it wet first, before taking a deep anal strapon fucking. She sits on his face and smothers him with her ass. Oh it's time for her pleasure, this isn't all about the good boy. Tied up in rope bondage suspension, he is made to eat her ass and pleasure her pussy with pussy licking. Now she will use his body, his hard cock. She fucks him hard and cums hard with the hitachi. Will this good boy get to cum too?

Nominated - Best Actress - Featurette: Cadence Lux, AVN 2020

Nominated - Best Sex Scene -- Vignette: Cadence Lux, Charles Dera & Seth Gamble, XBIZ 2020

BAD SAMARITANS
COLLEGE GIRL FIGHTS WITH BF AND ENDS UP COVERED IN CUM BY STRANGERS

SCENE opens on an unhappy couple, Carly and James, as they drive through a residential neighborhood on their way home. The pair have just come from James' parents house and Carly is very disappointed at the way in which James has treated her in front of his family. Even though they've been dating for three years now, the man still won't commit to anything more than living together. He even had the nerve to laugh about it with his father in front of Carly's face. Now, as she gives him a piece of her mind, reminding him that she is 25 and just wants to settle down, he accuses her of being overbearing. She should just be happy with what they have and stop pressuring him. The fight reaches a fever pitch when Carly demands to get out of the car. She doesn't want to be near her boyfriend anymore. He tries to tell her to calm down but, when he reaches a stop sign, she jumps out anyway and starts storming off in the opposite direction. James yells after her for a moment, before growing frustrated, and driving off.

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Several blocks later. Carly is still walking, her arms folded, and tears streaking her face. She pauses to look back at the road. Goddamn bastard didn't even turn around! He's going to be sorry when she gets home and dumps him. She mutters to herself as she wanders through the unfamiliar neighborhood. She has no idea where she is, it's hot as hell, and she left her purse and phone in the car.

A black SUV appears in the distance. As it draws closer, it begins to slow down until it is driving parallel to Carly. A nicely dressed, handsome man rolls down his window and asks her if she is ok. Embarrassed, she tells him she is fine and turns back to begin walking again when the man cuts his engine. 'Are you sure?' He asks again. 'It looks like you're crying!' Carly wipes her face and tries to shrug it off. 'It's ok ... really,' she replies. 'I just had a fight with my stupid boyfriend!' The man in the car laughs. 'Let me guess ... did you storm off to prove a point and, like a typical man, he just left you here?' Carly nods, a smile creeping across her face. The man smiles back. He stretches out his hand and introduces himself as Adam. 'This neighborhood is a little sketchy, why don't you get in and I'll drive you home?' He offers. 'Unlike your boyfriend, I don't feel comfortable leaving you here!' Carly pauses for a moment in hesitation, looking around. She knows she shouldn't get in a car with a stranger, but he seems very genuine. Besides, she really has no idea where she is, so she agrees and gets into his car.

As they drive towards her apartment, Adam is friendly and open about himself, telling Carly all about his background and his own relationship history. Carly can't help but feel a little smitten by the handsome stranger, especially in contrast to her jerky boyfriend. When he nonchalantly tells her that he was on his way to hang out with a friend, she makes a joke about wishing she could tag along too. The last thing she wants to do is go home right now and deal with James. Adam shrugs his shoulders and tells her she is more than welcome to join them. He'll even take her home afterwards or call her a rideshare. Smiling at him, she bites her lip and agrees. It'll be fun!

Cut to the doorbell ringing. Nathan, Adam's friend, opens the door and is surprised to see Adam standing there with a young woman. The men exchange a quick glance before Adam tells him how he found Carly on the roadside. 'Your boyfriend sounds like an asshole!' Nathan exclaims, extending his hand. Carly laughs and nods, slightly intimidated, as she is invited in.

CUT to the patio. Adam leads Carly outside while Nathan stays in to grab some beverages. The sun is starting to go down and the view in the back is beautiful. Carly looks around in awe while Adam tells her about how he and Nathan met in college. They played football together and were in the same fraternity. Now they are business partners. Audio-visual equipment. High-end stuff. Lots of celebrity clients. Carly imagines how successful they must be, given the size of Nathan's house. 'Is he married?' She asks. Adam shakes his head. 'Nah ... Lifelong bachelor,' he replies. Suddenly, Nathan bursts through the back door holding a camera and pointing it at the duo. 'Say Cheese!' He jokes. From the camera's POV, we hear him brag about the new model they just got in and how beautiful the picture quality is. Adam walks over, out of frame, to check it out and the friends ogle the tech specs while the camera secretly zooms in on Carly. She stays awkwardly by the patio edge, occasionally making eye contact with the camera and fidgeting. Nathan jokes and tells Carly to smile ... she looks so pretty with the view behind her! Not wanting to be rude, she pushes a smile and even makes some bad modeling poses to play along with the boys. 'You're not actually recording that, are you?' She jokes, half-serious. Nathan puts down the camera and says of course not. He tells them their cocktails are ready inside.

The trio sit down in the living room and Carly nervously sips her beverage. She is starting to think that maybe she should just go home and deal with her boyfriend after all. Nathan continues to tinker with his camera, while Adam tells him more details about what happened to Carly. 'Do you want us to go beat him up?' Nathan jokes. Carly tells him that he's sweet. James probably deserves it after the way he acted ... but, she doesn't need them to do that. She can handle it herself. Adam starts to rant about how shitty men can be, how disrespectful and rude they are. Women should be treated like goddesses ... not like pieces of trash you leave on the roadside. Nathan chimes in, adding that Carly should at least consider some kind of payback. After all, the jerk should feel bad for what he's done. What if she had been attacked out there? 'The neighborhood he left you in,' Adam adds. 'Is notorious for violent crime, especially against women!' Carly didn't realize that, and the weight of what James did to her slowly begins to sink in. 'It is really shitty that he didn't even try to look for me,' she mutters. Nathan and Adam move closer to her on either side of the couch. 'So, what do you think you're going to do?' Adam asks. 'It needs to be something that really pisses him off!' Nathan adds. Carly looks up at them, as they invade her personal space with their questions. 'I don't know,' she replies meekly. The men continue to pepper her with questions: What makes him mad? Does he get jealous easily? Maybe, the best revenge she could take is to make him jealous. Make him wish he hadn't been such a pussy and just married her like she wanted. They get Carly riled up to a point where she is agreeing with them. It would be satisfying to see him suffer a little. Nathan motions to his camera. 'I bet he'd freak out if he saw you with us,' he suggests. Carly looks down at it. 'Probably ...' she trails off. 'Hey, let's take some photos and send them to him,' Adam adds. 'I have a blocked number!' Before Carly can say anything, Nathan is snapping photos of Adam and Carly on the couch. 'Sit on his lap!' Nathan says, laughing. Carly hesitates before Adam encourages her to climb on. He is laughing too. She swallows hard before deciding to just do it and slides onto his lap. She can feel the bulge in his pants as they pose together for Nathan. The man sits down beside them and takes a few more intimate photos before joining in on a selfie. 'Now, kiss me,' Adam says. Carly hesitates again. 'I think we've got enough good photos already!' Nathan pushes her head towards his friend and reminds her that she needs to make her boyfriend jealous. Really jealous. Make it convincing. She reluctantly agrees to give Adam a kiss, while Nathan puts the camera on a tripod and moves into join them. 'Say cheese!' He says again before asking permission to take her clothes off. She looks into the camera lens blankly before turning back to him. 'Like ... do you mean, have sex with me?' She asks nervously. Nathan smiles. 'Nothing feels worse than when your girl steps out on you,' he says, his voice changing in tone. 'So, if you want to prove your point, you'll let us fuck you and you'll enjoy every moment of it for the camera!' Carly looks into the lens one final time before slowly agreeing to have sex with them. After all, James shouldn't have left her. He should have come back. This is all his fault.

UNCLE CHARMING
CHARMING YOUNG UNCLE MANIPULATES NIECE TO TAKE HER VIRGINITY

SCENE opens on a bored-looking 18-year-old girl Sophie at the base of a staircase, leaning slumped against the railing. Her fingers are avidly typing away on her phone, but her expressionless face and glazed over eyes shows she's hardly interested, just killing time. 'So explain to me again why I have to rest on the couch for a whole month just to make room for this loser uncle I've never met?' she says in a deadpan grumble. Her mother Mrs. Kent comes into view, breathlessly scuffling back and forth to straighten a painting here, wipe dust off a shelf there, adjust her daughter's hair (which only frustrates her further). 'Oh come on, Sophie, be nice, it's just until he finds a job in the city. And he's not some total stranger, he's family now.' Sophie snorts. 'Not really,' she scoffs, 'just 'cause gramps found a new trophy wife and she happens to come with kids, doesn't mean we gotta spend time with them.' Mrs. Kent looks scandalized - that's no way to talk about her grandfather. Sophie rolls her eyes. 'I'm just saying, what am I even going to have to talk about with this guy? Shouldn't dad be the one to get stuck with all this family bonding crap?' Mrs. Kent stops hurrying around for a moment and puts her hand on her waist matter-of-factly. 'Actually, Sophie, Blake is supposed to be just a couple years older than you. So who knows, maybe you'll have a lot in common.' For the first time, Sophie looks up from her phone in a moment of genuine surprise, before shaking her head and returning her attention to texting. 'Probably still a weirdo,' she mutters. Her mom shushes her disapprovingly and then continues her lastminute tidying into the other room. A few seconds later, she calls from the other room that she thinks she hears him coming to the door but has her hands full, can Sophie answer it? Sure enough, moments later there's a knock on the door. Sophie groans, puts down her phone and the camera tracks her as she trudges to open the door. A handsome and charming man dressed similar to Sophie is at the other side of the door, a duffel bag slung over his shoulder. From Sophie's POV we see him flash a friendly smile and extend his hand towards the camera for a handshake. 'Hey, you must be my new niece,' he grins, 'I'm Uncle Blake.'

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Several days later, Blake and Sophie are hanging out in what's evidently from the feminine decor Sophie's old room, only now there are some of Blake's things strewn about giving it a lived-in vibe. The two of them are sitting casually across from each other on a sprawling bed, or perhaps Sophie is on the bed and Blake is sitting in a nearby chair. He is recounting to Sophie some stories about one of his recent cross-country hitchhikes, and Sophie hangs on his every word. After the climax of his latest story, he pulls out his phone to show her some pictures he took from the trip. He gets up from where he's sitting and sits back down intimately close to Sophie, and starts showing her the pictures. Tight camera angles of Blake watching Sophie's face while continuing their conversation and looking at the pictures suggests tension, like an animal predator scoping out its prey. Coyly, he turns his hitchhiking anecdote sexual by telling Sophie about a one-night-stand with another traveler. He starts off as telling it like any other story, but then starts to describe the encounter more and more graphically. He relishes as Sophie blushes and has trouble meeting his gaze. Eventually he ends the story by saying it was an experience he'll never forget, and then asks what her most memorable sexual encounter is. Sophie embarrassed admits that she's a total virgin, she's never even kissed a guy before. 'Aren't you 18?' he asks incredulously. Sophie nods. She supposes she's been a bit of a late bloomer. Blake suggests he could teach her how to kiss - Sophie pulls back, flustered, and he shrugs and says at least it would be better to try it with someone she trusts than with a stranger. Sophie stutters a bit and then makes up a lame excuse to leave the room.

CUT to that evening, Sophie and her mother are in the kitchen brewing a pot of coffee while Sophie is asking her mom questions about what to do when you like someone, how do you know whether to make a move or not, etc. Mrs. Kent expresses interest in hearing the details - 'who's the boy?' - and despite Sophie's attempts to keep the conversation vague, she reveals small details ('I haven't known him long', 'he's had a lot more sexual experience than me', etc.). Her mom gets increasingly agitated as she realizes it must be Uncle Blake, especially since the past few days Sophie and he have been inseparable, and she asks Sophie point-blank whether it's Blake she has a crush on. As soon as Sophie admits it, her mother gets agitated, she calls into the other room for Mr. Kent to come and admonishing Sophie for making a huge mistake.

Sophie tries to calm her down, but when Mr. Kent comes to see what's wrong and Mrs. Kent explains the situation, things only escalate further. Throughout the argument, both parents interrogate her with probing questions ('has he tried to make a move on you?'), they try to convince her to forget about him ('you're family for god's sakes' - to which Sophie protests 'that's just because of some piece of paper, before gramps' wedding we weren't related at all! ... ... 'the guy's a loser, he never stays in one spot for more than a few months, what do you see in him?!' etc.) and finally they threaten to send Blake packing. Sophie starts crying that they're overreacting, that he's not like that, in fact he probably doesn't even like her like that. It was all just a stupid crush. Mr. Kent says he's going to have to talk to Blake and Sophie begs him not to, he'll embarrass her and ruin things, but the dad refuses to listen. If Blake is going to stay under their roof, it'll be under their terms, not his.

CUT to even later that night, Sophie is sitting upright on the couch in light pajamas clothes, it's evident she was trying to rest on the couch but muffled sounds of shouting from upstairs are keeping her awake. Finally, the shouting ends, followed by an upstairs door opening and slamming audibly. Sophie rearranges her pillow angrily, sighs, and then lies down on her back, eyes open staring blankly at the ceiling. After several seconds of silence, the same upstairs door clicks open and closed again, this time more quietly, followed by the sounds of the stairs creaking under the weight of someone. Blake peeks his head over the couch into view of Sophie's upward gaze.

She sits up again, and he takes a seat beside her on the couch. 'I guess you must have heard all that, huh?' Blake says with fake sheepishness. Sophie apologizes - she shouldn't have opened her big mouth.Blake smiles sympathetically - it's not her fault. Besides, he thinks it's cute that she has a crush on him. Not that he feels that way about her of course. Embarrassed, Sophie says she knows, and she was never going to act on her feelings anyways. She was just being stupid. Good, Blake insists, because it's important to him they stay friends. In fact, more than friends - he's hoping that one day they can really be family, not just by law but have a real family bond. Sophie nods and says she hopes so too. 'Well you know, Sophie, it's important for family to trust each other,' Blake says with a hint of admonishment. He can't exactly open up to her if she's going to go telling her mom and dad everything they say and do together. Sophie desperately promises that'll never happen again - she never wants to relive how her parents shamed and embarrassed her tonight.

Blake's tone of admonishment gets even more exaggerated. Well he didn't appreciate being yelled at by her dad either. Especially when he hadn't done anything wrong, when in fact all he'd done was embrace them as his new family. Sophie apologizes for her dad - she wished she'd never gotten them involved at all. Blake says it's ok - it was their first fight as brothers. There's bound to be plenty more.

They sit in silence for a moment. Blake leers up and down Sophie's scantily clad body before snapping his eyes back to meet hers when she looks back at him. He smiles charmingly. 'I guess your dad's just trying to protect you. Like, if I really were some kind of creep, I'd probably try to take advantage of you. And I'm sure it would probably tear him up inside if he let something like that happen to you.' Sophie rolls her eyes and then laughs. She's not a kid anymore, she can handle herself. 'No, definitely not a kid anymore' Blake says with another appreciative look up and down her body. 'But... well, I mean you are still a virgin. So it's not like you're all grown up either.'

Sophie looks a bit stung by the comment, and a bit embarrassed. It's not THAT big a deal, is it? 'Well,' Blake retorts, 'you're not exactly proving your dad wrong. He thinks you're still daddy's little girl, that you still need protecting... you're kind of reinforcing that by keeping yourself all innocent and precious in his eyes, aren't you?' Sophie doesn't have a good comeback to this. 'If you really wanted him to stop seeing you as his little princess,' Blake concludes, 'having sex would be a great way to start.' Sophie pouts - it's not exactly like she's been intentionally avoiding sex. The opportunity just hasn't come up.

'I mean... I guess I could fuck you,' Blake offers nonchalantly. Sophie is taken aback. Blake continues. 'I mean, it's not like I'm into you like that, but like I said before it's better to do it with someone you trust. Plus, better to learn how in advance, rather than embarrass yourself with someone you really like for your first time.' Sophie protests, she couldn't. It wouldn't be right. Especially after what just happened with her parents. Blake retorts - he thought they'd just agreed that they were going to keep things private between them from now on. How would her parents even find out? Sophie continues to resist, but Blake charms her further. Just a few hours ago she was saying she has a crush on him, now he's basically making her wishes come true and she's refusing? Slowly, he convinces her - all the while making it seem to her that it's what she wants, he's just doing her a favor.

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.'

Demi Sutra has built her company from the ground up. Her only mistake is trusting her long time business partner Seth Gamble. Seth is sick of listening to Demi and decides it's time to take charge. He kidnaps her, strips her to her bra and panties, and has her tied and gagged. Now Demi has no other choice but to sign the contract Seth has drawn up which gives her shares of the company to him. Demi thinks after she signs Seth will let her go, but Seth has other plans. He knows he has to show Demi who is in charge and make Demi respect him. He slaps her across the face and makes her acknowledge that he's her boss now. He tells Demi he's willing to let her have a job with the company if Demi obeys his every order, starting with sucking his cock. Demi begrudgingly opens her mouth and blows her new boss. Seth groans as her lips close around his cock. This moment is better than he could've imagined. Demi is humiliated as Seth fucks her face and makes her call him boss. Even more embarrassing is as much as she doesn't want this, her pussy is dripping wet. Next, Demi is tied on her knees and flogged. Demi's feet kick out as she struggles in bondage. She cries out as Seth sinks his rock hard cock into her warm wet cunt. He fucks her hard and fast. Each thrust stretches open her tight pussy. Then he makes her ride him. Demi bounces up and down on her new boss' cock before Seth ties her down on her back with her legs spread. Demi moans as Seth fucks her cunt and punches her ass. She begs to cum and cums hard on her boss' cock. Finally, Seth blows his load all over Demi and makes her admit once more that he is the boss.

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.

Nominated - Best Actor - Featurette: Steve Holmes, AVN 2020

THE DAUGHTER DEAL
Teen Double Creampied by Step-Dad & Boss While at the Office

SCENE opens one morning as Frank, a middle-aged sales rep, and his 18-year-old step-daughter, Nancy, pull into the parking lot of his office. Nancy sits frowning in the front seat, wearing a big puffy jacket with her arms folded in her lap. The family hasn't said one word to each other the entire drive and the car is filled with tension. Finally, Frank turns to his daughter and demands that she behave herself today. She scoffs and looks out the window, cursing him under her breath. Frank reminds her that she got herself suspended from school. She left him no choice but to take her with him to work because her mother doesn't trust her home alone anymore. 'And whatever mom says, you do ... right dad?' she says, pouting. 'I don't trust you alone either,' Frank snaps, correcting her. 'And if your mom could have taken you, she would. But, they don't let irresponsible, class-skipping, pill-popping teenagers lurk around the pharmacy!' Nancy mutters in defiance. 'Frank, it was one mistake. It's 2018 ... I'm 19 years old. Calm down!' Frank grabs the teenager by the collar. 'Look ... I am not your buddy. I am your step-father and you will treat me with respect,' he yells. Nancy shrinks back, surprised. He lets go and orders her to 'Get out of the car, march into my office, and keep quiet. I've got a huge deal on the line today and I'm stressed out enough as it is!' He gets out and slams the door. Nancy looks after him nervously before slowly taking off her jacket to reveal a scantily clad crop top. She innocently adjusts the bra and steps out of the car.

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Several hours later. Frank is on the phone talking to a client, desperately trying to close a deal, while Nancy leans up against the desk on her phone ... her long legs stretched out on the carpet. Bored, she's been taking selfies and ends up caught mid-suggestive pose when Frank's boss, Darryl, walks in. Darryl is the owner's son and newly promoted Senior Sales Director. He is younger than Frank. He is more gregarious than Frank. He is more successful at closing deals than Frank. And Frank despises him. But, now that the middle-aged rep must report to the owner's son, he has no choice but to suck up. Darryl takes one look at Nancy, pulling her tiny top down to expose her cleavage for the camera, before turning to Frank and demanding to know what's going on. Frank hangs up and rushes over to Darryl, saying it isn't what it looks like. She is his step-daughter. She had been suspended from school, so he had to take her to the office to keep an eye on her today. Darryl looks Nancy up and down slowly before turning back to Frank. 'This isn't a fucking daycare, Frank,' he sneers, before moving in to introduce himself to the girl. 'Hi cutie,' he says, putting on the charm. 'My name is Darryl. I'm your father's boss. What's your name?' Nancy bites her lip and reaches out her hand to introduce herself. He smiles at her suggestively. 'You better be careful, posting photos like that, Nancy.' He coos. 'You're going to make men fall in love with you!' She blushes, still hanging on to his hand. Frank's eyes narrow as he watches Darryl putting the moves on his daughter. 'I promise Nancy won't cause any problems, Darryl,' he affirms. 'And I should have that LOI on your desk by tomorrow morning. Just ironing out the details.'

Darryl lets go of Nancy's hand and looks back at Frank. 'That's not necessary,' he says. 'I'm going to give that deal to Jerry. In fact, I'm going to give your entire portfolio to him. You're fired.' Frank sputters in disbelief, as Darryl continues to berate him. He tells him that he's outstayed his welcome, that they were just keeping him on board out of pity, and that bringing his distraction of a daughter to work today was the last straw. He storms out of the room, leaving Frank alone with his daughter.

There is a long, awkward pause before Nancy tries to say something. Frank barks at her to shut up, turning away in a rage and blaming her for the entire situation. If she hadn't been so irresponsible at school, if she hadn't have dressed so inappropriately today ... she never would have attracted his attention. Now, Darryl has a perfect excuse to humiliate him! Nancy tries to calm her father down, encouraging him to go talk to his boss and smooth things over. Frank continues to bitch about his daughter, berating her for how much he has had to put up with since he married her mom. Always trading in his own success for them. And now, after nearly 10 years at this company, she's gets him fired. 'You're a salesman, dad,' she pleads. 'I'm sure you can find out what he needs to make this go away ... and if there is anything I can do to help, I will. I promise!' Frank stares at his daughter in hatred before an idea slowly creeps into his mind. If she got him into this, maybe she can get him out of this as well. He presses the intercom and asks Darryl's secretary if she could him back in for a moment. It's urgent.

Darryl comes back in, a cardboard box in his hand. He slams it on Frank's desk. 'I thought I told you, you're fired,' he barks. Frank takes a deep breath before asking Darryl if he can quickly speak to him about something, one more proposal before he leaves. Darryl arches an eyebrow and studies Frank's expression. Nancy stands back ... looking awkward. 'Hurry up,' Darryl orders. Frank takes another deep breath and moves closer to Darryl, speaking quietly. He starts to talk about Nancy, how much trouble she's become and the real reason she was suspended from school. Her teacher found her with a bag of amphetamines, letting boys finger bang her in the bathroom. One after another ... all afternoon. This on top of all the trouble at home. Nancy mouth falls open in shock, stunned at what her father is saying.

'Your step-daughter's a slut, Frank!' Darryl says laughing, his eyes shifting between the two of them. 'But most women are. I don't understand what this has to do with me.' Frank grits his teeth and explains that he saw how Darryl was looking at his daughter. He saw how his daughter was looking at Darryl. If his boss would consider forgetting about today, Frank is certain Nancy would let him have a go at her. Nancy scoffs in shock as Darryl's expression changes. There is a long silence. Finally, Darryl leans in and asks if he is serious. Frank nods as Nancy stares at him, mouth ajar. Darryl licks his lips. 'Is that what you want, sweetheart?' he asks. Frank nods and tells him that she said she'd do whatever it takes to help make things right. 'Dad!' Nancy exclaims. Frank tells Darryl to stay put and moves back over to where his daughter is standing.

Looking anxious and agitated, Frank sternly tells his daughter that this is something she must do for him. His job is on the line. His whole career. Everything he worked for. She looks confused. Frank continues, pleading with his daughter to just do what Darryl wants for five minutes. It won't take longer than that. It won't be much different from all the boys at school. Nancy steps back, shocked. 'I can't believe you're asking me to rest with your boss!' She whispers. Frank takes another deep breath. 'He's all talk, Nancy. It won't last more than five minutes.' Nancy shakes her head in disbelief. 'You fucking coward!' She stammers. Frank grabs her, pulling her in close to him, and demands that she help him. She did this to him. She promised to do whatever it takes to get him out of it.

Darryl clears his throat. Frank drops his daughter and steps back. The trio stare at each other, not sure who should make the first move. Nancy is shaking her head at her dad, full of hatred. Finally, she turns to Darryl. 'I'm sure your cock is way bigger than my dad's,' she says. 'Why don't you take it out and let me see it?' Frank goes to interject when Darryl, smiling, steps between them and tells the father to go wait outside. The staff meeting is just about to end, and they need privacy. Frank goes outside and shuts the door, leaning against the doorway. He lets out another deep breath and punches the wall beside him.

Inside, Darryl puts the moves on submissive Nancy, who is so angry at her father's betrayal that she wants to be as loud as possible. BG Sex Sequence with CP, intercut with a few shots of Frank outside waiting and listening as his co-workers occasionally file past him at the office. He looks dejected.

After they've finished, Frank is called back in. He enters to discover his daughter, naked and sweaty all over his desk with cum dripping from her pussy. Darryl is doing up his zipper with a big smile on his face. He walks past Frank and pats him on the back, thanking him for the ride. Frank asks nervously if tomorrow will still work for the LOI. Darryl grabs the cardboard box and pushes it into Frank's hands. 'I told you, you're fired.' He says. 'Just because you sell out your step-daughter, doesn't mean you have a job. Why would I keep a scumbag like that? Now clear out your shit ... I want you gone by the end of the day.' He leaves.

Frank turns to Nancy, sprawled out on his desk. He hates her. She hates him. 'I hope you're satisfied, dad.' She tells him. Frank is lost, staring at his daughter's glistening pussy. He can't believe what just happened. 'Just get up and get dressed,' he mutters. But Nancy doesn't move. 'I'm going to tell mom everything,' she continues. 'I'm going to tell my guidance counselor. I might even call the police.' Frank orders her not to do that. He's suffered enough. Nancy laughs. 'You tried to use me as collateral, dad, after all the self-righteous bullshit you've put me through. You're lucky I thought he was sexy!' Frank snaps at her to shut up. 'No, you shut up!' She screams. 'I know how you've looked at me. I know how much secretly got off on the idea that I'm a slut. Well, now you have it.' Frank calls her a whore. ''You act like me dressing sexy is so bad, but I bet it''s just because you can''t admit it turns you on, getting turned on by your step-daughter like a fucking creep.' She continues to rant. Frank looms over her and tells her to shut up again. She continues, 'Well go ahead and look, dad, actually why stop there. I already let your boss fuck me, might as well let you fuck me too dad, because I'm just a slut who'll let anybody fuck me, right? Go ahead, fuck me, so you can have his sloppy seconds like the loser you are.' and then Frank scowls at her and then unzips his pants and angrily plunges his dick into her. This descends into the second BG Sex Sequence with CP. After Frank has cum inside his step-daughter's pussy, they dress in silence as he packs up his desk and puts it inside the cardboard box. They exit the office.

DOCTOR'S ORIGINS
Perverted Doctor Gives Teen Patient a Sponge Bath and Vaginal Probe

SCENE opens late one night as Dr. Marshall is finishing her rounds at the hospital. She walks through the emergency room door and briskly heads down the hall to visit her final patients, accompanied by a tired-looking resident under her supervision. The resident, named Bill, has been on call for the past 48 hours and is ready to collapse -- he can barely keep up. But Dr. Marshall pays no attention; she's used to this life and expects the same from her residents. She waits impatiently for him before softly knocking on the patient's door and entering the room. There are two recovery beds set up inside. Dr. Marshall walks over to the first and kneels to check on the male patient. He grumbles and complains about being woken up as she adjusts his pillows and makes a few quiet requests for the resident to jot down. As he absentmindedly does this, Bill looks over to the patient in the second bed. A young woman lays there, dreaming, her leg in a fracture boot, her arm in a sling. She is wearing a neck brace. Bill seems transfixed by her innocence. He stares at her, lost in thought, when an announcement comes over the loud speaker, paging Dr. Marshall to return to emergency. The busy Doctor hands her clipboard over to the resident and informs Bill that he will need to finish the rounds himself. It's probably the McGuire patient, responding negatively to surgery. Just check vitals on the female patient and ensure she is in a comfortable position before signing out. Dr. Marshall exits the room, leaving Bill alone. He swallows hard and turns back to stare at the girl.

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Approaching the bed slowly, Bill continues to stare. His eyes scan over the girl's petite body, as she adjusts in her slumber. Her hospital gown is loose, and he can easily peek underneath it. He takes a deep breath and slowly leans in to get a closer look when the girl suddenly wakes up. Innocently, she asks what time it is. Composing himself, Bill calmly informs her that it is early in the morning. He has come in to check on her. Yawning, she tries to sit up and Bill swoops in to assist, moving the bed to an upright position and adjusting her pillows. She looks over at the next patient, who is now snoring, and awkwardly complains about having to share a room with a strange man. Bill laughs nervously as he settles her.

She asks if he can remove her neck brace, just for a few minutes. Bill nods and moves behind her. He has her lean forward, so he can unstrap the brace ... long enough for him to look down through the cracks in the back of her gown. She is naked underneath. He starts to gently massage her neck as she sighs, relieved to have it removed. Casually, he asks what happened to her and the girl, who introduces herself as Rebecca, tells him she was in a car accident. It was her stupid boyfriend's fault ... and the prick didn't even get a scratch. Meanwhile, she has a broken foot, sprained wrist and whiplash. At least she is supposed to be released in the next day or so. Moving around to check her vitals, Bill asks how old she is. She tells him she is 19 years old. He begins to sweat at the thought of such an innocent young woman. He knows he needs to get a closer look. Suddenly, his fatigue has faded.

Eying a bath kit on a nearby dresser, Bill pauses for a moment before walking over to the first bed, confirming the male patient is out, and then closing the door. He wrings his hands nervously, walks back towards Rebecca and asks her to get undressed. He is supposed to give her a bed bath. Rebecca, who has done this several times during her stay already, questions the resident as to why a Doctor is giving her one instead of a nurse. Thinking quickly, Bill informs her that he is a new Doctor on staff and is very hands-on. She still seems skeptical. Smiling, Bill he quips that he can go and get a nurse if it will make her more comfortable, but he'd rather do it himself, so he can be assured she has the proper care. Rebecca stares at Bill, as he wipes his brow. He seems professional. So, she asks if he will help her get undressed.

He slowly slips her arm out of its sling, revealing a bandaged wrist. Then, he has her lean forward and undoes the back of her gown. Gingerly, she pulls it off and uses it to cover her front as he slides off the boot and places her bruised foot on a pillow. Discreetly pinching the bulge in his scrubs, he walks over to the bath kit. He unscrews a bottle of distilled water, fills the tub, and brings it over to Rebecca's bedside. He puts on some gloves before dampening a wash cloth and putting it over her eyes. This seems strange to Rebecca - no other nurse did it. Bill calmly explains that he thought it would relax her, so she doesn't have to see the other patient in the room while she was naked. Rebecca laughs nervously as she can hear the man snoring softly in the background. She agrees. While they continue to small talk about her hospital stay, her boyfriend, and how he hasn't even bothered to visit her once, Bill gives the girl a sponge bath. He takes great pleasure in wiping and lightly massaging her body, starting from her head and working his way down towards her legs. Remaining professional on the surface, he asks for permission each time he moves into a new area. But, unbeknownst to Rebecca, he slowly removes one of his gloves and pulls out his erect penis. Stroking in between wipes, his breath quickens as he nears her pussy. He asks her if he can spread her legs, so he can clean her genital area. Nervously, she says ok and, taking his hand off his dick, he opens her wide and sees her fully exposed for the first time. He starts to wipe around her pussy.

Rebecca twitches at the cold touch of his fingers and the sponge. There is a long awkward silence before she makes a bad joke about this being the most action she's received in a long time. Bill laughs, telling her he is just doing his job while cautiously removing the other glove. He asks why she doesn't dump her boyfriend, especially after the accident. Rebecca tells him that he is the only man she's ever been with and, even if he is an asshole, he still says he'll marry her one day. Not really listening, Bill informs her he is go inside of her now. She hesitates before saying OK and he sticks his fingers in her, wiggling them around. Why do you have to clean my insides? She asks. Bill, still stroking his dick, tells her that many female patients end up with sores or infections from not properly cleaning themselves. It's customary for a Doctor to do a quick check. He wiggles his fingers some more before pulling out and tucking his dick back inside his scrubs. He turns around, licking his fingers, before grabbing his clipboard and taking some notes. He lets out an audible sigh of concern before the room goes silent. Rebecca slowly pulls the towel off her face and looks at him.

What is it, Doctor? She asks nervously. Did you find something? Bill composes himself again before turning around. Yes, I'm afraid. He says. I felt an abnormality in the cervical region. It could simply be that your cervix is in a low-hanging position due to your limited sexual experience, but it could also be something else much more serious. My concern is whether it is the result of an internal injury from your accident. Rebecca looks panicked. She asks him what, in layman's terms, he means. Wiping his brow again, Bill does his best to calm the patient and explain that a woman's cervix is normally in a higher position relative to the opening of her vagina. Hers is very low, which could be because her organs were damaged during the collision and are now putting pressure on her uterus. The last thing she wants is a rupture! Rebecca looks very anxious before asking how he can be sure. Well, I'm going to recommend a vaginal probe, Bill says matter-of-factly. This will allow me to properly investigate how pliable your cervix is before determining whether an emergency surgery is required. Rebecca nods and asks if he can do it now himself. Bill guides her back down on the bed and assures her that it is a quick procedure. She just needs to be quiet out of respect for the other patients. She asks if it will hurt and he explains that he uses his own body vs. an instrument to keep the pain levels low. Plus, since she's been with her boyfriend before, it shouldn't feel all that different. Just relax and let him do his job. This descends into the BG sex scene where Bill quietly fucks Rebecca just out of earshot of the other patient. He has her carefully move into several positions, to minimize her discomfort with her injuries, and all within the ruse of him checking her cervix. She agrees to each one innocently ... and bravely continues even she is in physical discomfort. In the end, Bill pulls out and cums just outside of her pussy on the bedsheets. Nervous about leaving evidence, he wipes it up and then tells Rebecca that the final step will be a douche to ensure he leaves her fully flushed out. He unwraps a douche from the bath kit and squeezes it inside her swollen pussy. The water seeps out as she asks him if he can now make a proper diagnosis. Wiping her up, Bill tells her that he was able to adjust her cervix into its proper position and that she can be rest assured, there were no internal injuries. He slides the girl's gown back on, puts her foot into its boot, and helps her into her sling. Just as he is about to put her neck brace back on, she asks if its ok for her to rest without it. He smiles and leaves it on the bedside. Get lots of rest Rebecca, he says and quietly exits the room.

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.

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.

THE STING
Two Men Lure Teen to Seedy Motel for Double Creampie

SCENE opens one night as Trix, an 18-year-old street girl, looms in front of a large graffiti wall that marks her favorite corner. Cars and pedestrians pass by, as the girl lingers. The camera cuts in closer to reveal her scantily clad outfit and high heels as they dig into the gravel road. She lights up a cigarette. A car slowly pulls up and a man leans out the window. 'Do you want a ride?' He asks gruffly. Giving him the quick once-over and stubbing out her smoke, Trix agrees and crosses the car to get into the front seat. Once inside, the man, a husky blue-collar type, takes a moment before asking what she's into. Putting on her street-smart attitude, Trix tells him that it depends what he's looking for. 'I'm looking for an all- night kind of thing,' he replies coldly. Trix bites her lip, giving him another good look, before cautiously responding that that is fine. He tells he knows a good motel and they drive off. A hotel clerk sits hunched behind his desk, scribbling annotations into a small field notes book when the bell chimes. He looks up, distracted, to find the blue-collar man standing with Trix at his side. He asks for a room for the right, preferably the one on the end if it's free. The clerk closes his book and stares at the couple. Without saying anything, he points to a NO SOLICITING sign beside his window. Trix steps forward and assures the clerk that it's just her and her man passing through town and looking for a quiet place to rest. Nothing to worry about. The clerk looks hard at the girl before turning his eyes back to the man. 'Last one's vacant,' he says. 'I'll need some ID.' The man hands the clerk a card as the clerk hands him back a key.

CUT to Trix and the man exiting the clerk's office and walking down the motel's exterior lobby to their room on the end. They disappear inside, leaving the camera to linger on the stillness of the night. After a few moments, the office door slowly opens and the clerk steps out, his field book in hand and a gun tucked in the back of his pants. He cautiously walks down to the room and looks in through the window. From his POV, we see Trix and the man settling into the room. She stands before him, presenting herself.

CUT to inside the room. The man asks how old Trix is and she tells him 18-years-old. He asks how she came to be such a whore. Rolling her eyes at the small talk, she tells him she ran away from home and she isn't a whore. She has daddy issues, that's all. The man asks if she has a pimp. Trix laughs ... and says no. I know how to take of myself. She cuts the conversation short by asking what the man would like to do first. He tells her to strip which she does. Then he tells her to take clothes off. She does. The man tells her he likes rough sex. She tells him fine, but no marks. He tells her he'll be careful. This descends into the first BG sex scene, where the man roughly fucks Trix in several positions around the room ... each rougher than the last. The sex scene is intercut with POV shots from the window, as the clerk watches what is unfolding in his room. He scribbles down observations as he watches. In the end, the man takes great pleasure in finishing Trix off with a big creampie which dribbles out of her. She lays exhausted on the bed, wiping her pussy. 'You know, I never usually let men cum inside of me,' she says. The man laughs and tells her not worry, she'll get what's coming to her after he cleans up. He excuses himself to the bathroom. While the shower runs, the girl slowly gets herself up and starts gathering her things.

CUT to the window. The clerk closes his field book and tucks it in his back pocket. In its place, he pulls out a badge (hidden under his shirt) and the gun tucked behind his back and kicks open the door. Catching Trix by surprise, the clerk bursts in telling her to freeze and put her hands up. This is a sting operation. The frightened girl freezes like a deer in headlights. She knows what this means, as the man steps out of the bathroom and pats the clerk on the back. 'Thanks for letting me get that creampie,' he says before turning to Trix. 'Remember this, the next time you try something like this, sweetheart!' She scowls at him, covering herself up. He kisses her on the forehead condescendingly before leaving the room. 'Now we can do this the hard way,' the clerk says, 'which involves my partner and I taking you down to the station ... or we can do this the easy way.' Trix crosses her legs and stares at the man in disgust. The room goes silent except for the sound of her leg shaking nervously. 'Fine,' Trix says. 'I'll blow you too, is that what you want?' The clerk looks her up and down before slowly shaking his head. Trix asks what it'll take. The man, slowly putting his badge and gun down on the dresser, tells her she'll need to do everything she just did to his partner to him. She shakes her head. 'I already took one load,' she says defiantly, 'I'm not taking another. I'm not on the pill.' The man laughs and tells her it's not his fault she's careless. They exchange several more rounds of debate before the frustrated girl agrees to have sex with the clerk. This descends into the second BG sex scene, where the clerk rough fucks Trix and gives her a second creampie of the night. All during the sex, she fucks him back in anger ... pissed off that she's got caught and trying to make him cum as quickly as possible. After he has finished, the clerk stands up sweaty and triumphant. 'Clean yourself up and get out of here,' he orders as he throws his clothes on and leaves the room. Trix stares at the door, gritting her teeth, before breathing a sigh of relief. She looks around the room and notices the gun and badge still on the dresser. Cautiously, she walks over and picks the badge up: it's a cheap novelty item. She's been had. She grabs the gun and. In a fury, storms out of the hotel room slamming the door.

Tori Montana is a sexy, slutty stripper from Miami who is ready to take things to the next level. It is clear she absolutely loves sex and tonight she is horny as fuck. This smooth-skinned ebony babe screams at the top of her lungs as she cums over and over again. But she isn't the only one who keeps cumming. After taking a creamy load of cum all over her stomach and pussy this incredible hoe drains out another load onto her natural tits with puffy nipples. With a face like hers and a mind so dirty she is ready for a wet, sloppy, and aggressive sexual encounter. You definitely want to see what this ass-eating, tight pussy, bubble butt teen slut can do.

Abbie Maley is as sexually charged as any girl you're likely to come across. This petite brunette hottie is more than just her devilish giggles and a pretty smile. Tonight she wants to be in control!! She knows exactly what she wants and won't stop until she gets it. Enjoy the ride as this bossy babe takes control and cum over and over until she is ready to milk these balls till they are empty.

The tables have turned, and it?s Quinton?s turn to titillate April with his sexy stories. The first is about a super submissive lifestyler that he had a date with, named Brooke Johnson.Brooke is a very submissive woman that loves the BDSM lifestyle. She identifies as a submissive, but Quinton doesn?t quite understand what that entails until she arrives and sees it for himself. She thrives in high protocol D/s relationships, but notices that Quinton may not see eye to eye. They spend some time getting to know each other before jumping in to some bondage and rough sex. Quinton has learned some rope skills of his own and is ready to put them to good use with Brooke. She is bound, and then the action begins with rough sex and his own version of domination. Brooke sees the potential in him and is very turned on as he has his way with her.?Tainted Love? SERIES MAIN PAGEAll 7 episodes in this series:Episode 1: The SwitchEpisode 2: High ProtocolEpisode 3: Gamer IncubusEpisode 4: The SubmissiveEpisode 5: The Brat - COMING 4/19Episode 6: The Succubus - COMING 4/26Episode 7: The Decision - COMING 5/3

Phoenix Marie has come to clean the house of Mrs. Starr and her bratty daughter Violet Starr. Phoenix is there to get the job done but Violet won't leave her alone. Violet has no manners and makes a mess wherever she goes; laughing at Phoenix and trying to order her around. After Violet makes a mess of the bathroom while fucking herself with a dildo, Phoenix decides it's the last straw! It's time to punish that gorgeous little slut and shows her who's boss.

Ever since Molly Little and Juan Loco became stepsiblings, Molly has gone out of her way to flirt with Juan while simultaneously taunting him. Today, she has decided to up her game by waltzing into the room and sitting herself down in Juan's lap. While she's straddling her stepbrother's hips, Molly begins shooting off her mouth asking him things like whether he asked for a microscope for Christmas so he can see his dick better. When Molly sees that Juan is getting upset, she gets even more aggressive, claiming he's mad because he wants her pussy but he's not going to get it. She lifts her shirt to show her boobs while suggesting that maybe her titties will make Juan's dick grow. Eventually, though, Molly gets sick of her game and takes off to her bedroom.Later, Molly contrives the perfect setup to get herself laid. She begins by laying in bed and masturbating with her fingertips. Eventually, she grabs a vibrating toy and shoves it deep. Molly isn't quiet about what she's doing, either; instead, she moans about how her stepbrother is making her cum. Juan eventually passes by Molly's door and can't help but overhear what's going on. He knocks, and Molly tells him he can come in and that she's decent. That, of course, probes to be a lie when Juan enters the room and finds Molly with her legs wide open and a toy buried inside her twat. She once again taunts Juan about his micro dick, but this time Juan is ready to take the bait. He tells Molly that he's sick of her being such a bitch and then takes the vibrator out and replaces it with his cock.Getting the D doesn't just automatically make Molly nicer to Juan. She keeps on making fun of him even as she blows his stiffie and then hops on top to ride him in reverse cowgirl. Getting on her hands and knees, Molly keeps shit talking Juan over her shoulder even as her breathy moans bely how much she's enjoying herself. Rolling onto her back, Molly opens herself up for Juan to keep up his pussy pounding, until her twat is pulsing in delight. When Juan pulls out and pops a big load of cum into Molly's open mouth, she can't help smiling in satisfaction that she has finally gotten what she wanted all along: the chance to fuck her stepbrother.

Molly Little walks in on her stepbrother, Tony, counting the dollars he made today. She can see that it's a lot! Tony tells her that he's hoping to move out soon. Molly turns the conversation to how good Tony looks lately, which immediately makes him suspicious that she's only complimenting him to get some of that cash. Tony's suspicion is correct, and Molly storms out as soon as she realizes she's not getting anything from him. Later, Tony walks in on Molly in his bedroom. She claims she's looking for a charger, but eventually admits she took some of his cash.Tony tells Molly he's going to tell their parents, but Molly has another idea. She tells him she really needs the cash, so maybe there's something he wants more than money. After all, Molly has seen the way Tony looks at her. Peeling off her shorts to show her thong and then tugging her top down to display her small tits, Molly assures Tony that their parents and his girlfriend will never know. She isn't wrong about Tony's attraction to her, which is clear by the way he reverently touches her body right down to her big pussy lips. He's also nice and hard when Molly reaches out to take his cock in hand and start a BJ with plenty of ball sucking.Molly is just getting started now that she's experienced what a nice cock Tony has to offer her. She peels off her shirt and then climbs on top of Tony's fuck stick to deliver a bald pussy stiffie ride. Turning around to bounce that booty, Molly sets a fast pace that shows off her twerking skills. On her back, Molly spreads her petite figure wide open to welcome Tony back inside. Then she gets on her hands and knees and wiggles her bottom as Tony gives it to her in doggy while spanking that rotund butt. Molly finishes their fuckfest by going to town with another blowjob that brings him to a big pop. Taking it all into her mouth, Molly plays with her treat as Tony tells her that she's earned the money.

Kay Carter is naturally submissive and loves BDSM in her personal life. Things are a little different in our dungeon. Codey Steele expects certain behavior and will to do what?s necessary to get the results he wants. Kay stands in the middle of the dungeon. Her hands are tied above her head and her feet are tied to a spreader bar to keep her pussy available. Codey enters with a crop in his hand to implement the rules. Kay will do anything to prove her worthiness to her new master. She is almost too eager, so he trains her in self-control, making her beg for the things she wants. He spends some time training her throat for proper cock-sucking. After that he moves on to a suspension. The suspension has all of her holes fully exposed and ready for him to use at his will. Kay feasts on his cock like the hungry little slut that she is. Codey fucks her mouth and pussy into full submission before moving on to the final position. Next, Kay finds herself bound on a dirty mattress in the middle of the floor. He rips multiple orgasms out of her with his fingers and a vibe. Next he buries his cock deep inside of her wet pussy, then adds the vibe again to send her over the edge. He flips her over in a doggy position and then fucks her from behind, ultimately covering her in his cum.

Sharon White is doing laundry, but when she goes to her stepson's bedroom to grab his clothes she realizes that his socks are sticky and full of cum. She could let it go, but instead Sharon decides to confront Raul Costa. She waits until Raul is at home and then comes to his door. Raul is in the middle of masturbating with yet another sock and some porn when Sharon walks in. Raul tries to kick Sharon out and tell her that she's not his mother, but that's kind of the point. Sharon tells Raul that she has a better place for his cum.Reaching out to pull the comforter back, Sharon pops Raul's hardon out from where he has attempted to hide himself. She tugs the sock off and then pulls Raul's hardon nice and close so she can open wide and start sucking. Seeing his hot stepmommy on her knees with his cock in her mouth is about the hottest turnon imaginable for Raul, who can't find it in himself to tell her to stop. When Sharon rolls onto her back and tugs her thong aside so Raul can eat her timed twat out, he demonstrates that he is an obedient stepson and dives face first into her muff.Sharon wants Raul to fuck her and she's not about to take no for an answer. Fortunately, she doesn't have to beg too hard before Raul lifts her thigh out of the way to open her up so he can shove himself into her greedy cooch. In return, Sharon gets Raul onto his back so she can ride him in cowgirl with her enhanced titties swaying in his face. Turning around, she continues to go for it in reverse cowgirl. Raul keeps their party going by giving it to his step mom in cowgirl, but by the time he brings Sharon off again he's ready to nut. That's just what Sharon wants! Laying on her back, she opens wide to take a facial of Raul's big pop.

Chloe Temple is waiting on the couch when her stepbrother Ricky Spanish walks in. She quizzes him about whether he just got home, to which he replies that of course he did. Once Ricky sits down beside Chloe on the couch, she rubs at her bare pussy that's dripping beneath her miniskirt and squirms like crazy until Ricky asks if she's okay. Of course Chloe claims to be okay, whereupon she gets up to fetch some ice cream while dripping all over the floor. When Chloe returns to the couch, she keeps dribbling all over the couch. Ricky notices and calls her out on it, which chases Chloe out of the room.Later, Chloe corners Ricky in his bedroom to confess that she's addicted to cum. Her boyfriend can only give it to her twice, but Chloe wants more. Ricky is confused enough that Chloe literally has to draw him a picture, but in the end he agrees to fuck her and bust a nut inside her. Pleased that she's about to get her way, Chloe climbs on top of Ricky to straddle his legs and blow his cock. Once Ricky is nice and hard for her, Chloe hikes up her miniskirt and sinks her pussy down onto his fuck stick for a stiffie ride.Leaning back, Chloe keeps her hips pumping to change up the angle of penetration with her stepbro. Then she gets on her hands and knees so that Ricky can slide back inside her and go to work pumping away to the tune or her moans. Chloe eventually winds up on her back with her thighs spread nice and wide to welcome her stepbrother back inside her creamy cooch. As Ricky gets closer, he begins to have second thoughts about cumming inside Chloe. Not about to take no for an answer, Chloe wraps her arms and legs around Ricky to keep him right where she wants him so she can enjoy her pussy full of jizz.

This session begins with some fresh meat named Charlie Valentine, a tall brunette with a phenomenally sexy body, and an attitude to go with it. Charlie is eager to please and so we pair her up with Tommy Pistol. She begins sitting on her magnificent ass, with her legs spread wide, and her hands above her head. Tommy covers her eyes with a blindfold to help fuck with her head. He toys with her mind before using her face as his own personal fuck hole. Charlie is more than happy to service his cock with hopes that he will eventually fuck her pussy. Next we have Charlie in a side suspension and Tommy gets straight to work flogging and tormenting her. Her skin turns a bright shade of red. He shoves his cock deep into her pussy. He utilizes her holes by filling them with cock throughout the entire scene, with intermittent stops to torment her some more. Orgasm after orgasm are ripped from her pussy. In the final scene, she is on her back with her legs spread wide. Tommy torments her a little more before devastating her pussy with non-stop fucking and vibing. She screams, she begs, and yet Tommy continues to do what he wants as this whore suffers through it all. Charlie is here to serve him, and he makes sure that she serves him well.