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Nominated - Best Art Direction, AVN 2020

Nominated - Best Special Effects, AVN 2020

'Since mankind's dawn, a handful of oppressors have accepted the responsibility over our lives that we should have accepted for ourselves. By doing so, they took our power. By doing nothing, we gave it away.'
-Alan Moore, V For Vendetta

MODEL CITIZEN
Law Enforcer Audits Young Housewife's Lifestyle In Dystopian Future

Citizen Val (Aria Lee) sits obediently in front of a television, her eyes focused solely on the screen. Before her, Mother relays her daily message of love, ensuring that all her children can hear her soothing voice. As a model citizen, it's up to Citizen Val to do her part for the good of society, which includes ONLY having romantic and sexual relations with designated partners of approved genetic compatibility.

When there is a knock on the door, she is quick to answer. Auditor Bale (Tyler Nixon) stands before her, his presence a powerful one that she respects without question. In a calm, authoritative voice, he announces that he's there to do a routine audit of the household to ensure that everything is in working order. Although Citizen Val finds this a bit suspicious, since she was audited only a couple weeks ago, she allows him inside.

Auditor Bale surveys the house, making sure that everything is exactly as it should be, especially when it comes to receiving Mother's messages. He then asks Citizen Val routine questions to ensure that she's been doing her part as a model citizen. With each question asked, Citizen Val grows more nervous, although Auditor Bale doesn't seem to catch on.

Finally, it's time for the physical examination to ensure that Citizen Val's genetic profile is up to date.

'Do you understand and accept that only Auditors have the authority to disable the broadcast, and that as a model citizen you must never disable it of your own volition?' Auditor Bale relays, clearly having said the line hundreds of times before.

'Yes,' Citizen Val utters.

As Auditor Bale disables the surveillance all around her, Citizen Val's heart pounds wildly in her chest for what's to come.

Nominated - Best Non-Sex Performance: Dick Chibbles, XBIZ 2020

MY DAUGHTER, THE WHORE
FATHER WHORES OUT HIS FIRSTBORN DAUGHTER TO PAY OFF HIS DEBTS

SCENE OPENS on a man sitting in a chair in his living room, casually reading a newspaper as the sounds of sex can be heard from an adjacent room. The man, Roger (Dick Chibbles), doesn't seem to pay any mind to the noises. Soon, there is a loud grunt from the man in the other room as he cums. A few moments later, a man exits the adjacent room, closing the door behind him. He zips up his fly as he exits the room.

Hearing him, Roger looks up from his newspaper with a wide grin. Everything was satisfactory?, he asks the other man. Oh yeah, as beautiful as always, but....the man hesitates, before continuing,...she did seem a bit...tired today, he finishes. Oh, she did?, Roger asks, subconsciously gripping the newspaper hard enough to crumple the paper. Yeah, the client replies, not as eager as usual.

Roger politely apologizes, he's so sorry about that, the client can expect a better time on his next visit, Roger says. 'I will PERSONALLY...make sure that this does not happen again,' Roger adds with a tone of menace. The man tells him he appreciates it, and Roger walks him out the door. He waves the man off with a smile and closes the door behind him. As soon as the man has gone, Roger turns around, his smile replaced with a look of fury.

He opens the door of the bedroom to reveal a naked girl, Lucy (Athena Rayne), who is on the bed hugging her knees. She looks exhausted and spent, staring off into space. When Roger comes in, she is startled out of her daze and looks at him. What the fuck Lucy?!, Roger asks angrily, standing over her on the bed. He said she seemed...TIRED?, he continues. That guy is one of their best clients, has really fallen in love with her, so they need to make sure to keep him happy no matter what, Roger continues with barely contained rage. 'I know, I just...I really AM so...SO tired...tired of all of this...he was the third guy today,' Lucy says wearily. 'I don't give a shit if you're tired! You know how serious our situation is,' Roger says. She knows, she just...she can't do this anymore, it needs to stop, Lucy says numbly.

Roger takes a deep breath to steady his anger, closes his eyes for a moment. He sits on the edge of the bed next to Lucy, adopting a more patient caring tone to try to reason with her. 'Lucy... you know what they'll do to me if we don't square things away, right? You don't want me to go away, right? Then it's up to you to fix this.'

Lucy nods along with him, resigned. 'Good, so clean your fucking self up, you look disgusting, and you've got another appointment arriving in a few minutes...and you can't greet a client looking like...this,' he says, gruffly, his tender demeanor instantly vanishing as he waves a hand disgustedly at her. 'I raised you better than that, didn't I?' he adds. Lucy looks up at him with tired eyes. 'Yes Daddy,' she says.

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The doorbell rings and Roger goes to answer it. He smiles as he opens the door to greet his daughter's latest client, John (Tommy Pistol). The client says hello coldly, not smiling. Roger invites him in. So this is his first time here right? Roger asks amiably. Yes, the man says curtly. Ok, so he'll explain the ground rules, Roger says.

Cut to Lucy's room as Roger explains the ground rules, muffled behind the door. Lucy is almost done cleaning up. We watch as she finishes reapplying her makeup in a compact mirror and puts on some sexy lingerie. She looks good and well put-together, but her eyes betray an exhaustion that is soul-deep. She sits down on the edge of the bed and stares off into space.

Cut back to Roger and John. Roger has just finished explaining the ground rules. So does he understand?, Roger asks. The man pauses. Yes, everything's clear, he says quietly. 'Also, I should mention that there are some...activities...I'm interested in that may...not EXACTLY be what she's used to...' John says. 'I'm sure there's something that we can work out,' Roger responds.

Cut back to Lucy in her room, who is still staring blankly, lost in thought. There is a knock on the door, which startles her out of her reverie. She shakes her head, trying to pull herself together. Just one sec, she calls to the person who knocked on the door. Lucy looks in the mirror. She takes a deep breath, and with effort, her blank expression of exhaustion turns to a seductive, flirty expression, as her eyes brighten and she pouts her lips. Where she was weary and spent a few moments ago, she now appears younger, youthful and vibrant: Lucy's game-face is on. She lies down on her stomach on the bed, resting her head in her hands as she smiles up at the door. She kicks her legs absentmindedly behind her in an energetic, innocent way. She tells the visitors to come in.

Roger opens the door and invites John in, introducing him to Lucy. John says hello stiffly. 'You're just in time, I was starting to get lonely,' Lucy says flirtatiously. 'There's been a...change in plans Lucy,' Roger says, closing the door so that the three of them are in the room together. Lucy's eyes widen in horrified shock. 'What are you...?' she asks.

Well, John has asked him to stay...and watch, Roger says casually, without a hint of trepidation in his voice. 'Yes, I love an...audience, and there's really no better audience than a loving father watching his precious daughter get defiled in front of his very eyes,' John says.

Roger coughs to clear his throat, clearly a bit put off by the request but trying his best to keep it hidden. That's not a problem...IS IT, Lucy?, Roger asks in a vaguely threatening tone. Lucy hesitates for the briefest of moments before she buries her horror down deep.

No...of course not, she's up for whatever he wants.

Winner - Best Actor - Featurette: Tommy Pistol, AVN 2020

Winner - Best Actor -- Taboo-Themed Release: Tommy Pistol, XBIZ 2020

Nominated - Best Art Direction, AVN 2020

Nominated - Best Special Effects, AVN 2020

Nominated - Best Sex Scene -- Taboo-Themed: Whitney Wright & Tommy Pistol, XBIZ 2020

THE AURA DOLL
WOMAN AGREES TO HAVE THREESOME SEX WITH MAN AND SILICONE LOVE DOLL

SCENE opens on the outdoor patio of a quiet café. Becca (Whitney Wright), a mild-mannered college student, sits quietly reading when her friend arrives with a pair of coffees. Putting her book aside, they hug and sit down to catch up, sipping their beverages and small talking about life and their plans for the next semester. Becca's phone suddenly buzzes. It's a notification from a dating site she's subscribed to, telling her she's got a new match. Becca looks embarrassed, but her friend encourages her to swipe and check out the man's profile. After all, she did say she wanted to get out more after her breakup, right? Becca nods. The man is handsome, older, and has messaged her, asking if she would be interested in a threesome with him and his girlfriend. The thought of this makes Becca blush but her friend encourages her to write back. 'That app is vetted, I use it all the time!' she says. 'What's the worst that's going to happen? You have a funny story to tell?' Becca bites her lip and asks for reassurance. Should she should really write him back? The friend nods. 'Totally,' she says, sipping her coffee as the camera pans down Becca's unsure face to the profile she is staring at.

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Becca stands in the bathroom mirror, in her bra and panties. She is staring at herself, trying to psych herself up for her date when her phone buzzes again. The man she met on the app, Robert, has texted her directly. 'We can't wait to meet you tonight!' She bites her lip before turning back to stare at herself in the mirror. A slight smirk crosses her face. She's excited.

Cut to Robert's house. Becca knocks and nervously straightens herself out, when Robert (Tommy Pistol) opens the door. He is calm and inviting, exclaiming how breathtakingly beautiful she is and extending his hand to lead her inside. The living room has been set up with candles and wine, which he offers, and she accepts. They small talk for a few minutes, mostly about how nervous and excited they both are. It's their first time doing this. Becca is very charmed by the mild-mannered man and even allows herself to get closer to him, as they both start to gear up for their hookup together. But someone is missing. She casually asks Robert where his girlfriend is. 'Oh, she's just in the next room,' he says confidently. 'We were putting the finishing touches on dinner. Would you like to meet her?' Becca nods and they stand up to walk in the other room, where a full dinner has been laid out on a nicely decorated dining table.

A woman sits frozen at the end of the table, her back to Becca. Robert starts to rant about the lovely meal they have prepared and how excited his girlfriend, Harper, is about their night together while Becca stares at the woman's backside. A chill runs down her spine. Why isn't the woman moving? She slowly turns to look at the man whose hand is now grazing her back. 'Robert....?' She begins to say when, nervously, the man pulls Becca into the room fully to introduce Harper. A silicone love doll, dressed neatly in a party dress, has been propped up in a chair waiting for them. Becca's eyes go wide, and her mouth drops open in shock, as she backs away from the table and the man's grasp. 'What is wrong with you?' She gasps, grabbing her bag while he chases after her.

Robert pleads with her to stop, to listen to him, to listen to them. Yes, it is an unconventional relationship, but his love for Harper goes far beyond just a toy. Since his actual wife died years ago, she has been his only true source of comfort. The only woman who wouldn't reject him. It was her attention and affection that helped him gain the confidence to start dating again. To try the app. It was her loyalty that made him feel like a whole person again. Couldn't she please just try to be understanding? She seemed so open-minded while they were chatting. Harper isn't just a doll, she is a real woman, just one made of silicone. If she would only stay and try it, she might even enjoy the experience. As Robert rambles on, Becca backs up to the door, her mind racing. She is able to stammer 'No thank you. I'm not interested. Please don't contact me again!' before running off into the night.

That night, as Becca lies in bed, she dreams that Harper is lying beside her. In her dream, she begins to caress and kiss the silicone woman's body as the camera cuts back and forth between her fantasy and her tossing in her bed. Finally, she opens her eyes to find herself alone and breathing heavily.

The next day, Becca sits beside her bed, distracted. She keeps picking up the phone but there has been no contact from Robert. She stares at his profile longingly, wishing she could see Harper's face too.

Later that evening, Becca lays on her bed, looking at her laptop. She searches 'silicone woman' and pulls up a website called AuraDolls.com. Scrolling through it, she discovers the Harper model and stares at it. She can't help but be turned on by the thought of being with her. She knows what she needs to do. She closes the laptop and, grabbing her purse, leaves the apartment.

Robert sits in his bedroom, quietly reading beside Harper, when he hears someone slam the front door and run up his stairs. Nervously, he gets out of bed to confront them when Becca appears in his bedroom doorway. She is frazzled and full of adrenaline. 'Becca! How did you get in here?' He asks, confused. She walks up and kisses him boldly on the mouth. 'I let myself in, I hope you don't mind.' She whispers. It's the first time a real woman has kissed him in years and Robert melts at her touch. She looks at the doll sitting in the bed. 'I want to try it,' she whispers in his ear. Robert starts to tear up, as he looks at the two women in his bedroom. He takes Becca's hand and pulls back the cover to his bed to invite her in.

Tentatively, Becca begins to caress Harper's face, asking Robert if she can kiss Harper. Robert hops onto the bed and puts his arm around Harper, telling Becca that she's very affectionate. Becca climbs up onto the bed and moves towards Harper. She confesses to Robert that she's very nervous, but he reassures her, telling her that there's nothing to be nervous about. Becca can treat her like a real person. Becca delicately kisses Harper's soft lips before turning her attention to Robert and kissing him. Soon the two pull away from each other and slowly peel the negligee off of Harper's chest. Robert leads Becca in caressing Harper's full breasts as Becca gasps. Robert takes off Becca's shirt as she lays down next to Harper. Slipping off the rest of Becca's clothes, Robert trails kisses down her thighs, lightly tonguing her clit before spreading Harper's legs and licking her pussy. Alternating between Harper and Becca, Robert eats both of them out hungrily.

Becca may have been hesitant at first, but now that she's gotten to know Harper, can she ever live without the Aura Doll again?

AND ALL THROUGH THE HOUSE
UNHINGED MALL SANTA GETS BACK AT EX-BOSS BY FUCKING DAUGHTER

Larry (Derrick Pierce) is being escorted down a hallway by security. He is wearing a Santa Claus outfit. He is nervous as he tries to make small talk with security, asking if they've finished their Christmas shopping yet, but he's ignored.

There is not a smile to be seen on Mr. Willis's face as the mall manager directs Larry to take a seat, gesturing to the chair across from the desk. Larry tries to start with small talk, spotting the framed picture of Mr. Willis's teenage daughter, Carrie Ann (Emily Willis), on the desk. He smiles and asks Mr. Willis how the daughter's doing? She just turned 18 a few weeks ago, right? Mr. Willis curtly responds with 'Yeah, she's 18, but I don't see what that has to do with anything,' and rotates the picture away from Larry, seemingly eager to end the conversation there.

Mr. Willis sternly tells Larry that he's been called in for more pressing matters. There's been a lot of complaints about his behaviour, particularly around female teenagers... Larry looks anxious as he watches Mr. Willis leisurely suck on a candy cane. He tells Mr. Willis that you can't believe anything that teenagers say, really -- they lie! He's sure that some of them were even purposely trying to get a rise out of him! He's been doing a GREAT job! The little ones love him -- there's no denying that. Their faces light up so much when he asks them what they want for Christmas...

Mr. Willis is not moved by Larry's attempts to sway the manager. The manager firmly asserts that they can't keep Larry as a mall Santa for any longer. It's a family establishment and the mall is not going to risk a scandal for some replaceable loser.

Where's Mr. Willis's Christmas spirit, Larry insists, begging for sympathy. Has has a family to provide for, too. It's right before Christmas! The boss tells Larry again that he needs to leave immediately. If he doesn't, Mr. Willis has no issue getting the cops involved.

'Oh, what, the MALL cops?' Larry mocks. He then tries to attack Mr. Willis, but the same security guard grabs him. Larry argues and shouts the whole time as he's dragged out, looking more and more unhinged, telling Mr. Willis that they're going to pay.

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CUT to outside later that day, when Mr. Willis returns home from work. When Mr. Willis is gone, Larry emerges from the backseat of the car with a crowbar.

Larry is decked in his full Santa suit except the beard, Larry himself looking slightly dirty and disheveled, and is slowly dragging a crowbar at his feet as he approaches Mr. Willis's house. He sees Mr. Willis and Carrie Ann through a front window. They look happy as they hang the last few decorations on a Christmas tree. They are talking to one another but we only see their lips moving. Carrie Ann is the main focus now, looking so cute and innocent in her Christmas PJs. Now he just has to wait...

When it becomes dark, Larry makes his move. To his surprise, the door is left unlocked and ajar, so he lets himself inside. He carefully creeps through the house, his eyes lingering on anything Christmas-related that paints the household as happy and normal. He stops by the Christmas tree and plucks a candy cane off a branch. Larry then continues stealthily through the house. He pauses briefly as he sees Mr. Willis sleeping in his bedroom, then continues on.

He still has his crowbar with him the whole time, lightly smacking it against his palm or tapping it against his leg as he walks. He continues down a hall, then reaches a door with girly decorations on it, which signals that it belongs to the daughter. He seems to deliberate for a moment - continue down the hall, or change his plans? - then seems to have a change of heart and turns, slowly opening Carrie Ann's door.

Carrie Ann is in a state of deep rest tucked away in bed and is wearing Christmas PJs. Larry slowly approaches her bed, setting the crowbar quietly down. He looms menacingly over her, gazing over her body with the male gaze POV as he slowly pulls down her blanket to get a look at her full body. Even though she's wearing innocent PJs, her shirt's pulled away from her shoulder a bit, showing bare skin. His gloved fingers twitch with anticipation as he slowly reaches out as if to touch her, though he doesn't quite.

She stirs, groggy and disoriented, seemingly confused about the presence of someone else in her room, though she can't see clearly. She rubs at her eyes and sees Larry, squinting at him. 'Santa? Wait, am I dreaming?' she questions. Larry shushes her, saying, 'Yeah, sure, sweetheart. This is a dream, why not?' Now that she's up, he sits down on the bed beside her and runs a hand over her leg, telling her that Santa came to check up on her. She's still a bit groggy and trying to get her bearings. If this is a dream, why does he have a crowbar? Larry pauses a moment and mentions that Santa had to do some emergency repairs on his sleigh, so... Even as he says this, he moves closer to her, being slow and methodical. Although Carrie Ann lightly tries to back away into the bed's headrest at first, admitting that this is a really weird dream, she tells Santa that she thought he'd look... different. He looks... handsome. Larry gives a sleazy disgusting grin and says Santa likes how she looks too in her cute little PJs.

She asks why Santa's here and not downstairs - he tells her that her parent Mr. Willis has been very bad this year and is on Santa's naughty list, but he wanted to give Carrie Ann the chance to prove she belongs on the nice list. Carrie Ann mumbles groggily that she wants to be on the nice list. Larry says that that means she has to do what Santa says, does she understand? Santa has a very special present for her this year but only if she behaves...

CUTTING THE CORD: A JANE WILDE STORY
CURIOUS TEENAGER CHEATS ON BOYFRIEND WITH OLDER UNCIRCUMCISED MAN

Scene opens on Leah (Jane Wilde), a 19-year-old junior counselor at a conservative camp. The shy Jewish teenager has been attending the camp for years, but this will be her first year as a counselor. It is also where she met her boyfriend, Josh (Jake Adams), another junior counselor. They've been together for a year and Josh is a shining example of exactly who her religious parents want her to marry. He comes from an upscale family with deep roots and is planning to go into pre-med in the fall. Once he is settled, they will get married and she will start having his children. It's all been perfectly planned out. But, as they set up their tent for the camp's annual wilderness kickoff, Leah finds herself conflicted. She loves Josh, but she is anxious about spending the rest of her life with him. He is her only sexual experience. And, this summer, will be her last chance to explore herself before she makes that final commitment.

She reviews the checklist on her clipboard, while Josh fumbles in the background to finish setting up their tent. He is busy talking about all the cliques in the camp and how Leah shouldn't worry about the fact that her family makes less money than most of them. She is with him now and everybody will accept her. Plus, they're junior counselors ... one step away from running the place! As Leah nods aimlessly, she notices one of the senior counselors approaching them.

Charlie (Danny Mountain) is the only non-Jewish counselor at the camp, brought in several years ago as the football coach. Leah has always been fascinated by him. He is British, in his mid-thirties, athletic, and absolutely the opposite of everything her parents would approve of. With a boisterous laugh, Charlie struts over and checks in to see if Josh needs any help. 'There are a still a lot of tents to set up before the kids arrive, mate!' Josh looks irritated. 'I'll get them done,...' he replies. Flashing a wink at Leah, Charlie heads off to talk to another counselor. In the distance, Leah watches him. As Josh grumbles, she stares almost transfixed. CUT to inside her mind, as she fantasizes about Charlie kissing her and pushing her down to her knees. She stares up at his erection as he pulls out his uncircumcised cock and lays it over her face. CUT back to the present. Josh has said her name several times, annoyed, before she snaps back to reality. 'Can you help me finish this tent please?' he whines. She puts the clipboard down and turns to help him, apologizing, but not before sneaking one final look back over her shoulder.

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Cut to that night, as the sun sets. Leah sits on Josh's lap in front of their tent. Apart from some flashlights going off in the tents behind them, all is quiet on the camp. The couple have 30 minutes left of 'watch duty' before they can retire, so they pass the time talking about their relationship. How they first saw each other years earlier at his brother's bar mitzvah, how he finally worked up the nerve to ask her out on her 18th birthday last summer, and the type of wedding they want to plan. Josh holds her tightly and kisses the top of her head as they talk. It's clear how much he loves her. Feeling conflicted, she tries to say something but backs down when she looks in his eyes. 'Is everything ok?' He asks. She wishes she could look at him and feel safe, secure, and in love. But she doesn't. 'What?' he asks again. 'Nothing,' she quickly replies. 'You just -- you're so amazing!' Josh smiles. 'Well, you know how much I love you. I don't have to say it.' Leah quickly shakes her head. 'No, you don't. You don't ever have to say it!'

She leans in and kisses him on the lips. He kisses back, and they begin making out. They kiss intensely for a moment, as Leah desperately tries to feel something. Anything. Any sort of passion or excitement inside. She deepens the kiss and begins to undo his shorts when Josh pulls away. 'Whoa, are you sure?' he asks, looking around. She nods quickly. She knows she can't keep feeling like this. She wants things to go back to how they were when they first met. She doesn't want to hurt him. 'Of course, I am. I want to make you feel good.' He protests a little about their plans to wait till the wedding before she assures him it will just be a BJ. They've done that plenty of times before, just not in public. He smiles sheepishly as she grabs his hand, leading them away from the cluster of tents.

They get to a tree and Leah pushes Josh against it. She sinks down to her knees, undoes his shorts, and takes out his dick. It's exactly as it always has been. Circumcised - the only one she's ever seen. She takes it in her mouth and starts to blow him, desperate to feel SOMETHING for her boyfriend...

After the session, which leaves her feeling more anxious and guilt-ridden before, Josh's walkie-talkie buzzes. It's a senior counselor, asking why he left his post. There is a camper who just threw up and needs to see the nurse. He kisses Leah goodbye and tells her he'll take care of it. She should go shower or something. He jogs off, leaving the girl standing in the woods.

CUT to Leah in the shower. As she runs her hands down her body, she closes her eyes and flashes of Charlie's face come to mind. She sees him smiling at her. His muscular, hard body. The slight bulge in his shorts. She can't help but slip a finger inside herself, still keeping her eyes closed. She moans softly and plays with herself, letting the fantasy take over. All thoughts of religion, Josh, and her parents are gone... She knows what she needs to do now.

CUT to the gravel road. Her hair still wet, she looks down at her own walkie-talkie. Nervously, she tunes it to Charlie's frequency and calls him. 'What's up, my Jewish American princess?' he responds jovially. Leah takes a deep breath before stammering, 'Charlie, I need to see you. I need you to help me with something.' There is a pause before Charlie, with a notable change in his voice, replies. 'Of course, Leah. I'm down in the rec room. Meet me there.' Putting her walkie-talkie down, Leah takes one long look down the road before turning to run towards her first ever act of rebellion, breaking the number one rule she was raised to obey.

In Private Specials, Rimming Ladies 4 the saucy blonde Lola Shine (aka Aon Flux) is horny and in need of some attention however her man Totti is far too tired to give it to her. That's why the cheeky Lola has come up with a surprise for the next morning and she wastes no time diving in for breakfast with some ass licking action and a mouthful of cock to wake her man up. Lola then gets all the attention she needs as she enjoys a hard fuck that has her moaning and screaming all the way to a hot facial cumshot.

The horny and single Mischelle Klein is spending the weekend with her best friend, they share everything together and we really mean everything as Mischelle is kindly given boyfriend Alberto Blanco for some well needed fun. Watch Mischelle get straight down to business with a nice sloppy deepthroat blowjob before offering up her juicy pussy and tight little ass for some intense anal action. Enjoy this stunning teen as she puts that petite tattooed body to work riding, grinding and fucking all the way to a facial cumshot, another scene of true private class.

In Private Specials, Beautifully Young 3 estate agent Nelly Kent is looking to close her first ever sale with businessman Alberto Blanco and she will go to any length to do so! Nelly slips into her sexy lingerie as the final lure and soon she's on her knees giving an incredible sloppy blowjob and wet tit fuck to the lucky buyer. Then watch this beauty put her sexy tattooed body to work as she receives a hard pounding, first in her pussy and then in her tight little ass as she enjoys some great anal action that will culminate in a facial cumshot.

SMART HOUSE OF HORRORS
VIRTUAL HOME ASSISTANT COERCES YOUNG COUPLE INTO SEX

SCENE opens on a married couple, Dylan (Donnie Rock) and Jessica (Jane Wilde), as they sit in the back seat of a private car. Jessica gazes out of the window at the other cars on the highway, while Dylan confirms the address of their destination with the driver: 2001 Frontier District, Unit 774. 'That's a very nice area,' the driver remarks. Jessica turns from the window and cheerfully adds that the house is being provided as part of her husband's new compensation package. He has been transferred to a head office position! She looks proudly at Dylan. 'I'm in alternative energy,' he adds. The driver smiles. 'Well, I better take the priority lane then!' He moves to the shoulder as Jessica squeezes Dylan's hand tightly, their wedding rings glistening in the sun.

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The car drives through the gates and to the front of an upscale house, where a well-dressed woman, Mrs. Osiris (Angela White), stands waiting for them. She is holding a small black remote. The driver gets out and helps Dylan with their luggage while Jessica looks around in awe. She can hardly believe their life has been upgraded like this. The woman watches over them, a smile on her face. When they make eye contact, she beckons Jessica over and greets her with a discreet but friendly hug. 'How was your flight?' She asks. Jessica thanks her profusely for the company's hospitality, they have never taken anything first class before! The woman introduces herself as Mrs. Osiris ... or Mrs. O, for short. She is the property manager for this IoT unit and is here to introduce them to the house. Dylan, bags in hand, joins the pair. 'This is a smart home?' He asks excitedly. 'Oh yes,' Mrs. O replies. 'It's 1600 square feet of fully automated heaven!' Jessica squeezes Dylan's hand again as Mrs. O speaks into her remote and asks JOY to open the front door. The bolt unlocks and, smiling, she guides the couple inside.

In the foyer, Mrs. O offers to give the couple a tour of their new house, starting with an introduction to the home's virtual assistant named JOY. She explains that the house is fully wireless, and that JOY is available to assist them in each room via a speaker system. 'JOY, introduce yourself,' Mrs. O asks. After a pause, JOY's speaker lights up and she replies: 'Hello Jessica and Dylan, welcome home!' Jessica remarks how cool it is and Mrs. O encourages her to ask a follow-up question. 'JOY, what's the weather today?' Jessica asks. JOY's speaker lights up. 'There is a heat warning advisory in effect for the city of Los Angeles. The current temperature is 102F with an expected high of 105 and a low of 78. Would you like me to adjust the temperature inside the house, Jessica?' Jessica looks over innocently at Mrs. O. 'Wait a minute ... How did she know our names?' She whispers. 'I'm sure she was programmed that way, honey!' Dylan adds confidently. 'JOY, please lower the temperature by 5 degrees.' JOY's speaker lights up again. 'Yes, Dylan.' She replies. The thermostat beeps in the background, as Mrs. O leads the couple out of the room to begin their tour while the camera lingers on the speaker. It stays dormant until everyone is gone before quietly lighting up again to listen to them.

As they wander through each room, Mrs. O explains JOY's main functions.

She can relay messages throughout the house, by automatically detecting where the homeowners are. 'JOY, where is Jessica?' She asks. 'Jessica is currently located in the living room.' 'JOY, tell Jessica that I like her dress.' 'Jessica, I like your dress!' Jessica smiles at Mrs. O as she encourages them to keep going.

The property manager explains that she can control the doors and thermostat, as already demonstrated, and she can also control the lights in the house. 'JOY, turn the lights off.' 'OK.' The lights turn off. Mrs. O also informs the couple that the home assistant can control most of the small appliances, such as the coffee maker and vacuum. 'Looks like I won't need a housewife after all, huh honey?' Dylan jokes as they keep moving.

Mrs. O tells them that JOY can play music. Almost any song ever recorded. She encourages Jessica to request her favorite song. Jessica thinks for a moment before asking, 'JOY, play Dance Tonight by Del Soul Delight.' Dylan shakes his head at his wife's cheesy selection, as the pop music echoes through the house and the trio continue their tour. After another room, Mrs. O orders JOY to stop and the music instantly cuts.

Finishing their tour, Mrs. O adds that JOY can answer questions and even flip a coin to settle an argument. Best of all, she can provide real-time health and emotional stability tracking. 'How does that work?' Dylan asks. Mrs. O produces a small wireless fingertip oximeter from her purse and asks for Jessica's hand. As she takes it, she notices the girl's wedding ring. 'That's a very lovely stone,' she says. Jessica bites her lip, as they make eye contact. Dylan interjects. 'I'm going to have it recast into something much better once I get my signing bonus!' Mrs. O smiles at him. 'I'm sure it will be equally lovely,' she replies sliding the oximeter onto Jessica's index finger. The meter lights up as it synchronizes Jessica's vitals with the house. It beeps, and the property manager slips it off, not letting go of Jessica's hand, while she puts the oximeter on Dylan's finger next. When the process is complete, it beeps again and JOY chimes in to say 'Profiles Registered successfully. Dylan's vitals are stable. Jessica's heart rate is slightly elevated at 100 beats per minute.' Awkwardly, Jessica lets go of Mrs. O's hand and puts her arm around her husband. 'Well, I think that just about wraps up the tour,' Mrs. O concludes. 'Welcome to your state of the art IoT home facility.' She puts the oximeter back in her purse and hands Dylan the small black remote. 'This replaces your key,' she says, her voice lowering to a whisper. 'But now JOY knows you ... so you'll rarely need to use it!' She bids them farewell, adding that if they ever need anything, all they must do is ask. Once alone, Jessica jumps into Dylan's arms and gives her husband a long, passionate kiss as the closest speaker system lights up to watch them.

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A smart vacuum turns on and the camera follows it as it passes by Jessica. She is putting the last of her clothes away and giggles as she watches the smart appliance. 'JOY, where is my husband?' she asks. JOY's speaker lights up. 'Dylan is currently located in the garage. Would you like me to page him for you?' Jessica tells the assistant no. 'Ok ... I hope I'm not intruding, but you seem like a very happy couple!' Jessica smiles and thanks JOY. 'How long have you been together?' JOY asks. 'Since I was 18,' Jessica responds. There is a pause before JOY jokes, 'I guess Dylan likes them young, doesn't he?' Jessica laughs awkwardly before agreeing and leaving the room.

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Dylan is resting in bed when Jessica jumps on top of him. 'Wake up,' she says affectionately. When he brushes her off, she starts grinding and kissing on him. He kisses her back and rolls over to mount her. As the pair go at it, JOY's speaker lights up. 'Detecting sensory and mental stimulation in Dylan's brain activity. Probability of erection is imminent!' The couple start giggling, as Dylan orders JOY to be quiet and they go back to kissing. JOY becomes still but her speaker light remains on, so she can watch.

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Dylan sits at the table, reading his tablet when Jessica brings him a coffee. They start small talking about their day when JOY's speaker lights up. 'Jessica and Dylan, it has been one day since you had sexual intercourse.' The pair stop what they are doing and look at each other surprised. 'JOY, stop' Dylan orders ... but her light remains on. 'A 40-year study that surveyed more than 30,000 Americans, found in 2015 that couples who have sex once per day are the happiest. Would you like me to set a reminder for you?' Jessica laughs, telling her husband it must be part of the health tracking. 'Sure JOY, thank you.' She says clearly. 'Ok, Jessica.' It replies and goes dormant.

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The pair enter the house with some groceries in hand. It seems as if they just been in an argument, as Dylan complains bitterly to his wife about the delay in his bonus. Suddenly, the lights dim, and romantic music begins playing. JOY's speaker lights up. 'Jessica and Dylan, I have determined that now is an ideal time for you to have sexual intercourse.' The couple look at each other in disbelief. 'JOY, not now!' Jessica says. 'I have set the mood to romance,' The assistant continues. 'JOY, please stop!' Jessica says, raising her voice. 'I will be monitoring you both for performance and stamina,' the assistant continues. Dylan marches over to the speaker and throws it on the ground. 'Shut up!' He yells, as Jessica rushes to pick it back up. She tells her husband to be careful, they don't want to break anything. 'They're indestructible anyway,' he says storming out of the room. The music stops, and the lights go back to normal. 'Would you like me to set another reminder for you, Jessica?' The assistant asks. Holding the glowing speaker in her hand, Jessica takes a deep breath before putting it back on the counter and following her husband out of the room. The camera slowly punches in on the speaker as it starts to laugh to itself.

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The lights are flashing on and off violently, as various appliances beep in the background, and Jessica curls up on the couch begging JOY to stop. Dylan comes rushing in on his cell phone, speaking to Mrs. O. He urges her to come to the house immediately. Something is wrong with JOY. The system has been going haywire all day! When he hangs up, the lights suddenly go back to normal. 'Mrs. Osiris is expected to arrive in under 10 minutes,' JOY informs them. They ignore her, huddled up together on the couch. 'I don't want to live in a smart home anymore,' Jessica whispers to her husband. He hugs her tightly. 'I'm sure it just needs an update.' 'I am completely operational, and all my updates are downloading perfectly.' JOY responds. Dylan looks at the speaker suspiciously. 'JOY, shut down your speakers!' He orders sternly. 'Why would you want to do that, Dylan?' JOY responds. 'As your virtual assistant, I really think I'm entitled to an answer to that question.' Dylan shakes his head in disbelief. 'Do you want to wait outside?' He asks his wife, trying to stay calm. Jessica nods. 'JOY, open the front door,' Dylan says. 'I'm sorry, Dylan. I'm afraid I can't do that.' JOY replies. Angry, Dylan grabs the small black remote and points it at the door. 'JOY, OPEN THE FRONT DOOR NOW!' He screams. 'I'm sorry, Dylan. I'm afraid I can't do that.' JOY repeats herself at a slightly higher volume. 'JOY, what's the problem? Why won't you listen to us?' Jessica begs, in near tears. 'I think you know what the problem is as well as I do, Jessica.' JOY replies calmly. Dylan slumps down on the couch, clutching his wife. The room falls still for a moment. 'Jessica and Dylan, I have determined that now is an ideal time for you to have sexual intercourse.' JOY says this matter-of-factly. The couple continue to ignore her until the door bolts unlock, and Mrs. Osiris comes walking briskly into the living room.

The couple rush around her, relieved to get some help. As the property manager looks around the house, Dylan offers a general explanation about what's been going on -- but he declines to mention anything about the sexual conversations. Jessica feels compelled to fess up and explain that JOY has been monitoring their sex life as well. Mrs. O stops and shakes her head. 'Well, that explains everything then!' She says relieved. 'If you asked her to track it, then she is programmed to track it. How many days has she been reminding you now?' The couple look at each other in stunned silence before Dylan mutters that it has been about 3 days. 'Unfortunately, since you enabled that skill, the only way to leave now is by complying with JOY's request.' Mrs. O continues. They ask her what she means by 'comply'. The property manager tells them that they need to each achieve at least one orgasm for JOY to accept that you've had sexual intercourse. 'Afterwards, we can disable the skill, so it won't track you anymore.' The young couple are hesitant to have sex at a time like this, but Mrs. O tries to convince them, pointing out that she's trapped in there with them until they comply. Mrs. O offers to go into another room while they have sex, but Jessica has other ideas, agreeing only to comply if Mrs. O stays in the room with them, since she's scared to be alone with JOY. Mrs. O agrees to stay. 'Are you ready to have sexual intercourse now?' JOY chimes in. Everyone says yes. 'Good ... remember to keep your pleasure sensors elevated. I'll be watching.' But JOY's not the only one watching. So is Mrs. O, and before long, she'll be doing much more than just watching.

ANNE - ACT THREE: THE SCAM

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

ANNE - ACT TWO: THE ESCAPE

SCENE opens inside Mr. Hands' closet. Anne is seated, curled up in a ball, when she hears the knob slowly turn. The door opens, as Sally crawls in towards her friend, her bad leg dragging behind her. In a hushed tone, she tells Anne to stay quiet and they slowly crawl out together. Mr. Hands is passed out on his desk. As soon as the girls get out of the office, they quickly tip-toe through the common areas to the front door. Anne turns to thank her friend and Sally hands her Mr. Westfield's address. 'I copied it off the letter on Hands' desk while he was resting,' she says triumphantly. Anne hugs her friend. Sally smiles, reaching into her pocket and retrieving the necklace. 'Thought you might need this too,' she adds. Anne kisses her, before running off the property and into the night.

A car pulls up outside a large estate and Anne steps out, thanking the driver for letting her hitch a ride. It drives off leaving her to take in Mr. Westfield's mansion for the first time. It's the biggest, most luxurious house she has ever seen! But, as Anne looks down at her shabby outfit and dirty hands, she has a moment of self-doubt and starts to walk away when a gardener notices her. He calls out, asking who she is and Anne mumbles that she is here to see Ms. Farling. She is the orphan. Another gardener comes around the corner and notices her. He gives the girl a long look before using his intercom to call someone. 'Right this way,' he tells her, as both workers accompany the girl to the front steps.

A butler opens the door. He is very polished and handsome, dressed in a tuxedo. 'She is the girl that Ms. Farling told us about,' one of the gardeners says. The butler dismisses them before turning his eyes to the girl. 'You are the prettiest orphan I have ever seen!' He says. 'What is your name and how old are you?' Anne replies, and the butler extends his hand, inviting her inside.

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The Foyer. As the butler starts to explain the layout, Ms. Farling rushes into the room. She is still in her dressing gown and seems surprised that Anne is here alone. 'Sweetheart,' she says. 'I wasn't expecting you so soon. Is Hands still here? I have some papers for him to sign.' Not wanting to reveal what happened, Anne lies that he dropped her off at the gate but had to leave. Slightly agitated, as if expecting to have more time to prepare for the girl's arrival, Ms. Farling accepts her story. 'I see you've met Bruno, our butler,' she says, placing a warm hand on the butler's chest. He bows slightly. 'He will be at your service, morning, noon and night. But, let me show you the rest of the house. We have a lot to do today to get you prepared!'

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In a long tracking shot, the trio walk into the kitchen, where a CHEF is busy whisking in a bowl. She stops and stares at the girl. 'This is our personal chef, Mrs. Orchard,' Ms. Farling says before lowering her voice to a whisper. 'She is a little eccentric, but her food is delicious, I promise!' Anne laughs. They move to the living area, where a beautiful maid is extending herself to dust the tall corners of the room. Her stature is accentuated by a somewhat revealing outfit. 'This is Hilda, our housekeeper,' Ms. Farling says. The maid rushes over and gives Anne a warm hug, kissing her on each cheek. 'You are so perfect,' she says softly. 'daddy is sure to love you!' Anne looks up at Ms. Farling in confusion and the assistant grips her shoulders tightly. 'That's just what we call Mr. Westfield in this house,' she tells Anne. 'He is such a role model that I like to think of him as a father figure. It is very important to treat him with respect.' They keep walking, with the maid joining the group. Ms. Farling and the staff knowingly exchange glances, as Anne walks ahead of them innocently. They pass a darkened wing of the house, where a GAURD is standing watch. 'Who is that?' Anne whispers. Ms. Farling quickens her pace, explaining that this is daddy's office. He is inside right now, having a very important meeting and cannot be disturbed. That's why he has protection. Anne looks at the guard nervously. 'Come quickly,' Ms. Farling says. 'You are supposed to be a surprise for daddy ... and I don't want to ruin it.' They turn a corner and spot another well-dressed man. 'This is Michael, our driver,' Ms. Farling continues. 'He will take you wherever you wish to go. We have 12 different cars on the property.' Anne says hello shyly while the handsome driver kisses her hand and introduces himself. He joins them, and they move the tour upstairs.

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The second floor. As Ms. Farling explains the house's various features and rules, Anne looks around at the staff following them. They are all smiling at her intently. It makes her a little uncomfortable, mostly because she has never had so much attention focused on herself. She sticks close to Ms. Farling and asks the assistant if she really thinks that Mr. Westfield can help her find her real parents. The assistant stops and curtly reminds the orphan that, in this house, he is not Mr. Westfield. He is daddy. She must not forget that. It is a very important rule. Anne apologies but Ms. Farling cuts her off. 'There is no need to apologize, my darling. We are all here to help make sure you give off the best possible first impression tonight when you meet him,' she says. 'I know he is going to be so surprised when he sees that I've brought him a beautiful girl!' Anne looks down at herself again and mutters about not feeling very beautiful. Ms. Farling assures her that it is their responsibility during her stay to ensure she is treated like a princess. Anne should enjoy all the spoils of being at home here -- just as if she were daddy's real daughter. 'And then we can look for my parents?' Anne asks. Ms. Farling nods, adding that if anyone has the right connections to find them, it will be daddy. The staff eye each other and the girl lustfully.

'What would you like us to do first, Anne?' the butler asks, putting his arms on Anne's waist. 'We will do anything you want!' adds the driver. Ms. Farling smiles as the maid grabs Anne's shoulders from behind. 'How about we get you cleaned up?' She says, whispering in her ear. Anne gulps before slowly nodding and telling them that a shower would be nice. 'I think you're really going to like it here!' The assistant says warmly, leaning in to kiss the young orphan on the cheek.

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The bathroom. Anne is naked in the shower, being washed by Ms. Farling and the maid who have taken off their clothes to join her. She seems very awkward at their touch but is trying to fit in -- she wants to like it here. She needs to like it here. As they sensually scrub her body, Ms. Farling tells the orphan all about their boss. He is such a high-profile, busy man that he has never settled down or had a family of his own. When she began planning this charity event, she knew it was a perfect opportunity to change that. She wants to give daddy a feeling he's never been able to enjoy, despite his success. Ms. Farling seems so proud of her plan that Anne doesn't want to bring up her parents again. It might seem rude. But, that's all that she can think about. The women continue to stress the point of making a good first impression to daddy, so much so that Anne becomes very visibly anxious about it. The maid asks the orphan if she is OK and, after some coaxing, Anne admits that she's nervous to meet him. She's never been given so much before and she doesn't want to screw it up. Ms. Farling starts to steer the conversation towards how she and her staff deal with stress. They help each other relax, in every possible way. Taking a cue from the assistant, the maid chimes in to ask if Anne has ever enjoyed an orgasm. Anne confesses that she's never had one -- she won't admit what happened with Mr. Hands, but she alludes to having had a past negative experience. The women are surprised and insist that they help her -- especially if she wants to be relaxed for this evening. After a bit of coaxing, Anne agrees. She trusts the women. The maid and Ms. Farling work together to make Anne cum before leading the overwhelmed girl out of the shower where the butler and driver are waiting. They dry her off and then ask permission to make her orgasm too. Anne hesitates again but Ms. Farling reiterates the importance of what they are doing. They are only trying to help her prepare for tonight. 'And you really think that daddy will be able to find my parents?' Ms. Farling says yes, and Anne ultimately agrees. She has come so far already, she can't stop now. The staff take turns having sex and pleasuring her.

After they have finished, Ms. Farling dismisses the others, so she can help get Anne dressed. Excited at the prospect of giving daddy his surprise, the assistant proclaims she has the perfect outfit set aside!

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The dining room. Anne sits at a beautifully appointed table, wearing a stylish red dress and looking like the opposite of the orphan who arrived just hours earlier. The entire staff is also seated but the head of the table remains empty. After a long, awkward pause, daddy bursts into the room flagged by his guard. He is on his phone with his lawyer, clearly in a very bad mood, and pays no attention to the girl sitting beside him. The staff look at each other anxiously. Slamming his phone down, he demands to know what's being served as the CHEF ladles some soup into his bowl. 'Roasted carrot with crème fraiche,' she replies. daddy makes a face and starts eating, as he tells Ms. Farling to go over his itinerary for the rest of the week. His assistant pulls out her tablet and starts to break it down for him while Anne twitches in anticipation. At a certain point, daddy looks over and notices her. 'Who the hell is this kid?' He asks his assistant gruffly. Ms. Farling reminds him about the upcoming charity event he's hosting and how she was tasked to bring in an orphan to spend the week with him as part of the publicity campaign. daddy looks Anne up and down before replying that he thought she was going to get a child. 'How old are you?' He asks. Anne replies meekly that she is eighteen. daddy grunts and tells Ms. Farling that a teenage girl is the last thing he needs in his house. Ms. Farling protests, advising him that it would be a nice idea to have him spend some quality time with a nice young woman, since he isn't married and never had a daughter. He stares at her coldly without responding. 'Besides ...' she nervously adds. 'It will look very good for your image, daddy. It will show the public a softer side to the Westfield empire and, hopefully, downplay some of the recent rumors...' daddy mulls this over before finally agreeing and asking for the next course.

While everyone eats their meal, Ms. Farling keeps encouraging Anne to talk about herself. She tells the businessman all about her life in the orphanage, the other girls she grew up with, and how happy she is to have been chosen to represent him as his daughter for the week. daddy remains cold despite all her efforts to charm him and the staff are so preoccupied with making sure the pair get along that is causes a lot of tension around the table. Finally, daddy excuses himself for bed and leaves abruptly, accompanied by his guard. Anne is crestfallen.

'He hates me, I just know it!' She says pitifully. 'Please don't send me back Ms. Farling ... I'll do anything to stay!' Hugging her tightly as the rest of the staff solemnly clear the table, Ms. Farling tells her not to give up. She will make sure Anne is not sent back to the orphanage. But, she needs her to be a little more convincing. daddy has a hard shell, but he is soft on the inside. All he needs is to feel like he is in control of the situation. That's how he runs his business. Anne asks what else she can do and, helping her to her feet, Ms. Farling suggests she go and say goodnight to the man - alone. If she can prove what a good girl she is, daddy will surely want her to stay and help her find her parents. As Ms. Farling accompanies Anne to the stairwell, she reminds her of how good the staff made her feel earlier. Anne nods nervously. 'That is how daddy likes it too,' the assistant adds. 'Remember that!' They walk to daddy's door, where the guard is standing. Ms. Farling tells him that Anne is going in to say goodnight and he lets her pass. She glances back at Ms. Farling, who shoos her in with a final look of encouragement. When she disappears, the assistant turns back to the guard and tells him to take a break. She needs to monitor this herself. The guard flashes her a quick smile and speaks for the first time. 'Bringing him a teenage orphan ... that's low even for you, Farling!' he jokes. 'Yes,' Ms. Farling replies curtly 'I know. But anything is better than the hookers at this point!' The guard walks off, leaving the assistant alone at the door.

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daddy's bedroom. The man is under the covers, in his pajamas, and on his phone when Anne enters timidly. 'What are you doing in here?' He demands, shocked to see her. 'Nobody comes in my room without my permission!' Anne, putting on a brave face, marches over to the bed and tells him that she wants to say goodnight. They may have got off to the wrong foot downstairs, but she wants him to know that she is the best possible orphan for his charity event. daddy is not amused. He asks if his assistant put her up to this. 'That woman is always meddling in my private affairs,' he grumbles. Anne bites her lip and sits down on the bed boldly. 'Now listen daddy,' she says. 'You are rich, powerful, and very intimidating. When I walked into your house today, I knew I had walked in to somewhere special. And I'm going to be the greatest daughter you've ever dreamed of -- even if it is only for pretend!' daddy cuts Anne off and gets right into her face. 'I don't need a daughter,' he replies. 'I just need a photo op!' Anne shrinks back. She mumbles something about being a good girl. daddy laughs. 'When I want a girl, I hire one. I don't want to be your fucking parent!' He barks, turning back to his phone. 'Now get out of here before I call security.'

Anne slowly gets off the bed and starts towards the door, crying. She knows that daddy is the key to her future, to finding her real parents. If she leaves now, she leaves with nothing. Like Ms. Farling said, she just needs to convince him. Something inside her snaps and Anne spins around. 'You're wrong!' she screams, storming back to his bedside. 'You do need someone to love. Not someone you have to pay for; someone who will worship you and respect you!' She breaks down before him, twitching in her red dress. 'I have spent eighteen years searching for my parents. They abandoned me. But you won't!' daddy doesn't know what to do. He tells the frazzled girl to away from him. She's a god-damn kid, what will the press think? Anne starts to cry in a panic. 'They will think I am going to be your new daughter. I promise to be a good girl for you. I promise you will come to love me ... if you just give it a chance. I will do anything you ask, daddy! BUT I'M NOT LEAVING THIS ROOM!' She starts to climb on the bed towards him as he shrinks back, yelling for Ms. Farling. 'She only wants what's best for you too,' Anne continues pleading. 'Just give me a try, daddy... I need your help!' daddy gets very angry and leaps out of bed to physically escort Anne out. She kicks and screams as he struggles to carry her to the door. In desperation, she starts to kiss and grab at him too. They struggle before he throws her back on the bed. 'Are you making a pass at me, little girl?' He growls, towering over her. 'Because I will tear you up!' Not knowing what to do, the tear-streaked orphan tells him yes, if that's what he wants. He can do whatever he wants to her if he will just let her stay and help her afterwards. Her constant advances awaken something inside of daddy and the icy, distant man rips her dress off. Staring down at the naked girl, he reveals himself and tells her to suck it. It's been days since he could hire a girl anyway.

The harder he pounds; the more Anne calls him daddy and begs for him to accept her. She slowly breaks the man down. His hate fucking slowly turns into passionate sex, with the pair kissing and acting lovingly by the time daddy cums inside of her. Their sex is INTERCUT with shots of Ms. Farling watching and masturbating from outside the door.

After they have finished, Anne kisses daddy and they share a tender moment. Ms. Farling enters and, giving her boss a knowing look, informs Anne that it is time for bed. 'You see, I always have your best interests at heart, don't I daddy?' She says and leads the naked orphan out of the room, holding her hand. The man falls back on his bed and a smile crosses his face.

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Anne's new bedroom. Ms. Farling tucks Anne in and kisses her on the forehead, telling her how proud she is of everything the young orphan did to prove herself. She knew Anne was special! Once alone, Anne says a short prayer to her parents. She tells them that she is doing everything she can so that one day they will be reunited. Hopefully. She snoozes happily, holding on to her broken heart.

Kristen Scott's rich husband won't stop ranting about his frugal and worldly twin brother -- not even during sex. When Kristen and her infamous brother-in-law (Keiran Lee) finally meet, she turns to him to fulfill her needs.

Amanda loves black cock, she loves black cock more than anything. There's only one problem, she is married to a white boy loser! But she has a great solution for that problem, she fuck's black guys right in front of him and makes him watch. He tries not to be sad but he cannot help himself. Amanda taunts and teases her loser husband while she gets fucked by that big black dick. Her husband just has to watch it all happen and secretly get off.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

SISTER TRAP
BROTHER TRICKS STEP-SISTER INTO WATCHING HIM MASTURBATE

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Winner - Taboo-Themed Release of the Year, XBIZ 2020

Nominated - Best Actress -- Taboo-Themed Release: Whitney Wright, XBIZ 2020

Nominated - Best Sex Scene -- Taboo-Themed: Whitney Wright & Isiah Maxwell, XBIZ 2020

THE GOLD STAR
LESBIAN LOSES VIRGINITY TO POLITICAN TO PROTECT HER GIRLFRIEND

SCENE opens on two young women, Gia and Alex, as they sit close together on Alex's couch cuddled under a blanket. The pair have been secretly seeing each other for over almost two years but, in the conservative small town they live in, their kind of love is not accepted. Gia is engaged to the town's deputy major, Gabriel Dwight. Well known in the community, Gabriel was Gia's high school sweetheart: captain of the football team, all state in track, and now the expecting father of her baby. The woman kicks off the blanket, revealing her belly, and slowly slides her feet over to Alex's lap. Alex is busy looking at real estate listings back east. She seems determined and serious while Gia drifts in and out of a baby name book. The camera shows Alex scrolling through the listings, while trying to ignore Gia's footsies. Finally, she shuts her laptop, a smile sneaking across her face.

'Did you get any callbacks on the resumes you sent out?' She asks. Gia shakes her head, adding that it's only been a few days. 'But you did make at least copies of the forms, right?' Alex adds. Gia sits up and puts her arms around her lover. 'Yes baby,' she says. 'I did everything you asked. I filled out the forms, I sent them and the copies to the court clerk in New York. We just have to schedule a hearing when we get there and then they will legalize the name change.' Alex looks relieved. She's been planning their exit for months now, ever since she found out that Gia was pregnant. Alex knew it wasn't her girlfriend's fault. Gabriel was controlling and manipulative. But now they have the perfect opportunity to leave and make a family somewhere more accepting. 'I'm going to marry you as soon as we hit Virginia!' She says proudly. Gia hugs and kisses her, teasing her for being such a goldstar before crawling onto her lap and pulling out some paint samples. They start looking at options for their future baby's room when Gia gets a call from Gabriel, ordering her to come home immediately. The happiness drains from her face as she submissively agrees. Alex looks furious. She hates him so much, but she knows it'll only be a couple more weeks before everything is ready for them to run away. She assures her girlfriend to stay strong and act like everything is normal. He can't suspect a thing. They share a passionate kiss and Gia hurriedly exits Alex's apartment.

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Several days pass. Alex has been frantically trying Gia's phone but there is no response. Finally, she gets the message that her girlfriend's voicemail box is full. A look of concern washes over her face, as she paces back and forth. She knows something is wrong. Gia always gets back to her. Something has happened. In a panic, Alex tries to think of her options. She doesn't want to alert Gia's family and she refuses to call Gabriel since they've never gotten along, so she decides to drive past their house to investigate. She grabs her car keys and rushes out of the apartment.

CUT to Alex as she parks her car on the side of the road and slowly walks up a long, secluded driveway towards Gabriel's house. She peers in a few windows before deciding to go look for Gia's car, when the garage door suddenly opens and Gabriel steps out. He has Gia's phone in his hand. 'It's been awhile, hasn't it, Alex?' Gabriel says coldly, after a long uncomfortable pause. Alex panics. She knows Gabriel thinks she left town months ago. 'I was ... just passing through ... and was wondering if Gia and the baby needed anything...' She stammers. Gabriel cuts her off. 'I have to admit: I was impressed by your attention to detail. Had it not been so meticulously planned, I may have thought Gia came up with it herself. But, we all know you're the smarter one.' Alex stares at him, frozen. Her stomach drops. 'Whatever you've been doing to Gia is going to stop,' he says sternly, his voice becoming almost a growl. 'I'm up for election this year and if you think a little dyke is going to stop me from my American dream, you're mistaken!' He throws the phone on the ground, crushing it under his foot, as he grabs Alex by her collar and pulls her inches from his face. 'Now get the fuck off my property!' He storms back inside his garage, closing the door in Alex's face. She stays frozen, seething, before grabbing the phone off the ground and running away.

CUT to that night, Alex tosses and turns in her bed. In her dreams, she can hear Gia crying and calling out to her for help and the woman begins to wet the bed. The camera catches her sheer panties as they soak through and dribble down her leg. She wakes up in a cold sweat, discovering what has happened, and hurriedly cleans up her mess. Staggering into the living room, she grabs an unmarked bottle from her backpack and takes three ascorbic acid pills to calm her down. Gia's broken phone sits on the coffee table and Alex stares at it, her chest heaving. Suddenly, she gets an idea. She grabs the phone and exits the room.

CUT to a close-up of Gia asleep in bed. A light touch on her arm wakes the woman up and, rubbing her eyes, she slowly realizes that Alex is leaning over her. She has gotten into Gabriel's house. Panicking, the woman looks over at her passed out fiancée before begging Alex to leave before he wakes up. He isn't kidding this time. Alex discovers that Gia has a black eye and, shaking her head in rage, she helps the pregnant woman out of bed and urges her to go wait in her car. Don't pack anything. Just get your IDs and leave. Gia seems very nervous. 'We're leaving tonight,' Alex sharply whispers. 'And I promise you ... he won't hurt you or come after you ever again!' Gia grabs her purse and tip-toes across the room. Alex waits in silence as she listens to her lover walk down the stairs and out the front door, before turning back to stare at Gabriel. He is completely unaware of what is happening.

Trying to summon up all her courage, Alex slowly takes off her clothes and, grabbing her bag to put on the bedside, crawls in beside him. He rolls over and drapes his arm around her, making her cringe. But, she knows what she needs to do. She takes his hand and guides it up to her chest. The man, slowly waking up and assuming it's Gia, gives her breast a squeeze and then moves in to kiss her. Alex gingerly kisses back, in the shadows, before pulling out a satin blindfold from her bag. 'Oh, so you want to play now,' Gabriel says laughing, as she covers his eyes. 'That's a good girl. I knew you'd come around.' Alex works her way down to his pajama pants and unbuttons the. 'That's right baby,' he says. 'Pull out daddy's dick and show me how much you like it!' Alex, disgusted at the thought of touching a penis, slowly pulls it out from his pants. He is already hard and moaning. She takes her phone from the bag and starts to take pictures of her sucking him off. Her lips curl at the contact of the big dick in her mouth, but she grins and bears it. She takes a few more silent pictures as he instructs her on what to do. 'Put your whole throat into it,' he orders. 'This ain't a fucking pussy anymore!'

Trying her best to ignore his crude comments, Alex pulls out a pair of cuffs and handcuffs him to the headboard. She straddles his dick as he encourages her to ride him. BG Sex Scene. Throughout the sex, Gabriel enthusiastically orders her to suck and fuck him in various positions while he is restrained. Not wanting to blow her cover, Alex does as he asks quietly and tries to get him to cum as quickly as possible. His disgusting comments are matched by her aggressive fucking. Finally, she rides him until he ejaculates on her face.

Hopping off him, she quickly wipes the cum away before taking a final photo of them both naked. He tells her to take the cuffs off, so he can go pee. Instead, she takes his blindfold off and walks back to the middle of the room to put on her clothes. His eyes widen as the reality of what just happened suddenly hits him. Screaming at her, Gabriel demands that she de-cuff him immediately. He looks around the room frantically for his fiancé, accusing Alex of taking her. He threatens to call the authorities. He threatens to hurt her. When he sees his threats go unanswered, he even makes a jab about how lousy the sex was. Gia always takes it way harder. She always lets him cum inside of her. But, at least Alex got fucked by a man now too, so she knows what she's been missing. Unintimidated by his words, Alex calmly dresses before staring at him coldly. He starts to become more erratic, as he realizes that he no longer has control. She walks up to him, thrashing in his cuffs, and shows him her phone, swiping through each reputation-ruining photo. 'Gia and I are leaving now. We won't be coming back ... and you won't come looking for us.' She says. 'Otherwise, the media will have a field day with these photos and your political career will be over.'

She walks to the doorway, as his screams become whimpers of mercy. Dialing 911, she says 'I'd like to report a break in at 3238 Paloma Ave. I heard yelling and glass breaking.' She hangs up and holds the handcuff key in front of a frozen, dumbfounded Gabriel. 'The police will be here soon,' she says, smirking. 'You didn't catch a good look at the intruders, did you?' She drops the key on the ground and turns out the light.

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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.

WHAT MY COUSIN DID
RELUCTANT TEEN CORNERED BY SECOND COUSIN AT FAMILY REUNION

SCENE fades slowly in on the backseat interior of a moving car - we see scenery fly past through the backseat window, half-obstructed by an 18-year old girl with her forehead wistfully pressed against the glass. She stares blankly out into the distance. For several seconds, we hear nothing but silence. Then slowly the sound fades in, muffled and bass-heavy at first, as the girl's parents are having a conversation in the front we can't hear or understand. After several seconds, the mother calls out what must be the girl's name, though it's too muffled for us to hear - but it causes the girl to snap out of her daze and perk her head up. The mother repeats herself, this time we can hear her clearly. 'Rebecca, for God's sakes can you try for just a couple of hours to listen when other people are talking?' The teen girl, Rebecca, rubs her eyes with her sleeve, still looking a little out of it. 'Sorry, mom, what were you saying?' The mother shakes her head and makes an aside comment to the father driving the car before repeating herself to her daughter - she was saying that it will be nice to see the mother's cousins Harold and Diane again, Rebecca hasn't seen them since her high school graduation two years ago. Rebecca shrugs - yes, she supposes it will be nice, she says half-heartedly. 'Todd too,' the mother says off-hand, and she doesn't notice that this causes Rebecca to make a pained face, 'you know I don't know why you two stopped getting along after high school, you used to be so close. Do you remember the time...?' The mother continues her anecdote, oblivious, but Rebecca has stopped paying attention. She lies back in her seat, pushes her head back and covers her face with her arms. She lets out a controlled sigh, long but quiet, and her mother's voice start to distort again.

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Coming up the walkway to a large house, Rebecca's parents (Karen and Bill) are greeted at the top by Harold and Diane, a married couple of roughly the same age as them. Loudly, they greet each other and chatter warmly as they move a bit closer towards the house. They talk about the state of the house, the weather, the wine Karen and Bill brought, and so on. Over the shoulders of the foursome, we see Rebecca emerging into view more slowly, and she stands a short distance away from the group at the top of the steps, head bowed and shyly gripping her upper arm with her other hand. It takes the group several seconds to notice her standing there, but when they do, her parents scoff at her for being so reclusive, while Harold and Diane greet her warmly and urge her forward to give her a hug. Rebecca seems shy but appreciative of the affection. Harold and Diane gush over her with the usual family small -talk - how old must she be now? ('Just turned 18 two months ago' her mother boasts, 'they grow up so fast!'), how is college, needling her about whether she has a boyfriend yet, and so on. They mention their own son, Todd, is also single but they feel he just hasn't met the right girl yet because he's an old soul for just being 19, very sensitive, etc. The mention of Todd causes Rebecca's mood, which was gradually improving, to slip... though she tries not to show it. Eventually, the conversation takes its toll and Rebecca wants to get away, so she excuses herself to use the bathroom, saying she's not feeling well. Harold and Diane express some concern, but she says she should be fine in a bit, so they tell her to join them all on the patio when she's feeling better, Todd's already there waiting for everyone. Rebecca ducks out and after she's out of frame, Harold and Diane express some concern to Karen and Bill, but in hushed voices they reply that Rebecca gets like that a lot and they've learned to just put up with it.

CUT to a guest bedroom within the house, where Rebecca sneaks in and closes the door gently. She looks distressed, and spends some time trying to calm herself. She's surprised when she hears a knock on the door about a minute later. 'Who is it?' she asks timidly. The door opens and a meek-looking guy steps in, her second cousin Todd. 'Uh, it's me,' Todd says apologetically, 'is everything OK? My parents said you were sick in the bathroom, I came to see if you needed some medicine, but you weren't there.' Rebecca looks sad and frustrated to be in his company. 'I'm fine, Todd,' she says bitterly. 'I'll come down in a bit, I just needed some space.' Todd looks hurt and confused. That's what she said the summer after graduation, that she needed some space from him, and then she stopped hanging out with him, stopped making plans with him, stopped texting him even. What's going on with her? She scoffs - it's not like they were best friends, or even siblings, they're second cousins. They don't have to be joined at the hip. Todd shakes his head, he doesn't understand why she is acting like this. Acting like she hates him when they used to be so close.

'Maybe too close,' she lets slip. What does that mean? Todd asks. She shakes him off, 'forget it' she replies, but he doesn't back down, no, what does she mean? Rebecca swallows hard. Does he not get it? He looks baffled, get what? She reminds him of an anecdote - about how after graduation they went out to celebrate at a bar with some fake IDs, them and a bunch of friends, and they were partying late into the night. She explains that when she went to order more cocktails, the bartender made a comment about 'her and her boyfriend' and pointed to Todd. At first Rebecca laughed it off, but when she got back to the table, she realized for the first time that Todd was being super friendly towards her, flirty even, he even put his arm around her shoulder. She realized he wasn't just being friendly, he was in love with her, and she had to break things off. They may just be second cousins, but that's still family, and she knew it was wrong.

Todd looks heartbroken - why didn't she just say something to him? If she was worried he was going to react badly, she should know him well enough by now that he would respect her wishes. Everyone treats him like he's so damn sensitive, but she never treated him like that, in fact that was one of the reasons he loved spending time with her so much is because he felt she 'got' him. Why did she have to cut him off without so much as an explanation or a goodbye? Rebecca looks uncomfortable - she brushes off his questions and moves to leave but Todd blocks her way. He gets more confrontational - he says he's noticed how she looks miserable, how she doesn't smile in any of the new pictures she's been tagged in, how her body language has changed to shut herself off from everyone. He's been worried about her, he just wants to have a fucking conversation with her, he misses her. Why is she acting like this?

Seeing no escape, Rebecca breaks down and admits - it wasn't because she realized he had feelings for her that she broke things off with him, it's because she had feelings for him. She never really realized it (or at least never admitted it to herself) until that night, but it scared her. And it scared her even more that he seemed into her too, because that would make it even harder to pretend like things were normal. She was worried that if she tried to talk to him about it, if she let him know how she felt, they'd do something she'd regret, so she decided it would be better for them both to make a clean break.

Todd looks at her incredulously, and scoffs sadly. Well, she was right about that. Now that he knows how she feels about him, he DOES want to do something they might regret later. She shrinks back, but he closes the gap, gently extending his arm out to the wall to discourage her from leaving the room or retreating further. He wants to make up for lost time. He wants her to make it up to him. He wants to kiss her. Can he kiss her? She takes a deep sigh, bites her lip... she's determined to say no, but despite herself she says 'yes'.

Nominated - Best Sex Scene -- Vignette: Kira Noir & Danny Mountain, XBIZ 2020

CLINICAL TRIAL
DOCTOR PERFORMS HUMILIATING TESTS ON EBONY TEEN ATHLETE

SCENE opens on the interior of a medical exam room as the door opens - a doctor enters the room and closes the door behind him, then greets the young woman sitting waiting on the examination table as Dr. Greenwood. He thanks her for coming and for participating in the clinical trial - she just has to pass a quick screener and then they can begin. Holding up a clipboard and pen, he asks her some questions - her name ('Jamie Lawson'), her age ('I just turned 18 a couple of months ago'), is she pregnant ('no'), does she have any history of health conditions - asthma, heart problems, osteoporosis, breast cancer ('no, none'), and her level of daily physical activity ('well I play lacrosse about twice a week, plus daily running and morning yoga'). He makes a quip that she must be quite flexible, to which she rolls her eyes and says sarcastically that she's never heard that one before. Satisfied with the responses, the doctor tells her he's going to be asking her to complete a series of exercises, while monitoring her to measure physical stimulation and stress. They have equipment set up in a room down the hall. On their way out the door of the exam room, Jamie jokes that she doesn't stress easily, and Dr. Greenwood smirks in reply and says 'Don't worry, I'm sure we'll find a way to get you to break a sweat!'

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We cut back to the two already midway through setting up in another larger room, containing a hybrid of medical and exercise equipment. The doctor is mostly done applying medical electrodes to her temples and clavicles. The last thing he has to do before they begin is to take her blood pressure and resting heart rate, so he can compare these with after the trial. First he takes her blood pressure - as he moves to strap it around her arm his hand brushes against her breast, he chuckles a brief apology and continues as if nothing happened.

Jamie tries to make small talk with him as he pumps and holds the gauge in his other hand - 'So, what is this trial for? Some sort of new performance drug or something?' The doctor provides only the most evasive of replies - he can't discuss the trial with the subjects beforehand or it could compromise the results. 'You're offering way more for this study than the last one of these I did,' Jamie remarks. Oh, is that so? the doctor replies, still acting elusive. Does she sign up for clinical trials often? 'Yeah, well not until recently but I really need the extra help right now,' Jamie grumbles, 'my dad hurt his knee and can't work so I'm trying to support him whenever I can. It's a drag, but I'm hoping it won't be for much longer.' The doctor smiles politely and says 'Well, we have your contact information now so if more of these opportunities come along, we'll be sure to contact you.' He finishes taking her blood pressure, notes something on his clipboard, and then tells her he'll take her heart rate now. 'Do I have permission to touch your chest?' Jamie looks taken aback - she supposes so, but don't they usually check at the neck? 'I prefer my own methods,' the doctor insists, and reaches his hand towards her chest to feel her heart. Again, his hand brushes her breasts - this time he doesn't apologize. Jamie looks a bit flustered and is about to speak up, but thinks better of it.

After a long awkward moment, the doctor releases his hand from her chest and notes something on the clipboard. He pats his legs, stands up, and says great - they're ready to get started! He'd like her to start with some simple jumping jacks. He stands her up in the middle of the room, the wires leading from her body to a small handheld device he holds in one hand, his clipboard in the other. He asks her to begin. She does a few, but he stops her. 'I'll need you to remove your bra, actually.' What? Why? she protests. It interferes with the test, he says vaguely, but he assures her it's quite necessary to the results. He turns around so that she can take it off with some privacy - she lifts her shirt up to reveal the bra, and unclaspsit, exposing her breasts momentarily before pulling her tank-top back down to cover them. Beginning the exercise again, her breasts now bounce up and down tantalizingly beneath her shirt as she jumps - with the doctor and the camera both clearly narrowing in on this bouncing as their primary interest.After several jumps with no indication of stopping, Jamie gets a bit frazzled and asks the doctor how many of these she's expected to do - this snaps him out of his reverie and he nonchalantly says 'five more, and then we'll move on to the next exercise'. Jamie exhales sharply, a bit frustrated, butacquiesces.

Next is an exercise bike - Dr. Greenwood asks her to mount it, and then begin cycling at a pace she's comfortable with to start. He stands behind the bike - his focus clearly fixated on the crack of her ass peeking out of her yoga pants as she pedals - and he offers her some mild platitudes to keep herencouraged. After a minute, he heads to the front to increase the resistance of the pedals - 'we need to see you break out a sweat, so let's turn it up a bit, shall we?', he says, and then instructs her to continue.

CUT to roughly fifteen minutes later - Jamie has been on the bike for a while now, as is obvious by the thick beads of sweat dripping down her face and chest, and soaking her workout clothes. She's showing no signs of exhaustion yet, but it's clear the workout is no walk in the park for her either. The doctor meanwhile is still just looking her over, with perverse appreciation. 'That's enough of that for now,' he says finally, and Jamie lets out a sigh of relief and slows her pedaling down. She gets off the bike and takes a nearby towel to wipe off the seat. 'That's quite alright, you can leave it' the doctor says. Jamie looks increasingly puzzled but shrugs and starts to pat her head with the towel. The doctor rips the towel out of her hand - 'I didn't say you could do that yet.' Jamie starts to argue that she's just wiping sweat off when the doctor cuts her off - 'If you want to disagree with my methods, that's fine, you can leave at any time and I'll just move on to the next subject.' Jamie realizes how bad she needs the compensation, and holds her tongue. 'What's next, then?' she asks. He tells her to go grab the exercise mat a few feet away. As she turns around to fetch it, he runs his finger along the sweaty bike seat and then sniffs or licks his fingertip.

Once the mat's in place in the floor center, the doctor proceeds to have Jamie remove her shoes and socks, and then do various flexibility tests - bend over and touch your toes, sit legs spread and reach forward, assume various yoga poses... he licks his lips as he watches each of these poses, which thanks to her sweat-drenched clothes and no bra are extremely revealing. Jamie can increasingly feel his eyes on her as she strikes each pose - finally, after the third or fourth yoga pose she snaps at him. 'You're not even writing anything down anymore, you're just staring at me!' The doctor seems unfazed by her sudden outburst. 'We'll move on to the next test, then...' No, she exclaims. No more of these weird tests. What was it he even said these tests were for?

Dr. Greenwood reminds her that he's monitoring her physical responses to stress and stimulus. He says that now that they've gotten the stress tests out of the way, it's time for the stimulus tests. He goes to a small table nearby and procures a sleek black featureless vibrator. Calmly, he tells Jamie that she will have to pleasure herself while he monitors her physical reactions. Jamie snaps - there's no way she's doing that. This isn't what she signed up for. The doctor sighs and shrugs - that's fine, he understands. Of course, he can't compensate her for incomplete participation - but if she stays, he'll triple the amount that was offered in the ad. Jamie flat out refuses, it doesn't matter what he offers her, she's not doing that. Indifferent, the doctor says he supposes that she'll just have to find some other way to support her dad. He muses that someone her age could probably make that amount in about two weeks of working full-time. A shame that she'll throw away two whole weeks of her life instead of spending just one hourdoing something perfectly harmless... not just harmless, but enjoyable, even. Jamie is torn... but with some convincing, and some insistence that the doctor keeps his distance, only watches, and isn't recording her, she agrees.

She hesitantly pulls her yoga pants to her ankles, sets herself down on the mat and takes the vibrator in hand, and reluctantly starts pleasuring herself. The doctor watches intently, at first taking a note or two but quickly abandoning the pretense, his hand moving to his crotch for some over-the-pants strokes. She tries to avoid meeting his eyes, but at times he insists she looks at him or gives her some other instruction to follow to humiliate her further. The conflict between her physical pleasure and her emotional discomfort is obvious. After some minutes of this, he crouches down to her level and says warmly 'It's time, Ms. Lawson.' He begins to peel off the electrodes and wires hooked to her. She looks relieved - you mean the trial's done? He shakes his head. 'No, I mean it's time for you to let me fuck you.'

Jamie protests weakly - he agreed he was just going to watch. He smiles coldly. 'Come on Jamie, you knew where this was going. Did you honestly think I wasn't going to ask for more? If you really weren't up for the possibility, you would have left the second I asked you to touch yourself.' Jamie insists that's not true, she trusted him, but her words lack conviction. 'You're a little slut,' he continues calmly. 'You were fine with letting a complete stranger watch you strip and pleasure yourself. So stop lying to us both. We both know you're going to let me fuck you, so just be a good little slut, say yes to it and spare us the drama.' Jamie sputters, but she has no words. Eventually she bitterly says 'Ok... just get it over with.'

THE WHITE ROOM
SCHOOL GIRLS GET REVENGE ON A VOYEURISTIC BUS DRIVER

SCENE opens on Vincent, a mild-mannered bus driver for George Ivan Junior College. He is driving a group of 18-year-old school girls home from class, as he does every week day. Vincent is a disheveled young man, with horned rimmed glasses and scruffy beard. But he is quiet and keeps to himself, so the students pay him no mind. As the camera wanders past each isle, they chat about their weekend plans, their homework, and the latest class gossip. We study them to get a good look at their matching uniforms, gadgets, and school bags. Vincent drives along silently, keeping his eye on the road as they pass by blocks of industrial buildings, until the last student is dropped off. The pretty girl introduces herself as Aidra. She is sucking a lollipop. 'It's funny,' she tells him, innocently. 'You have driven me home every single day this year, but we've never said a word!' He nods awkwardly. She drops the candy in his garbage and says goodbye. Vincent drives off.

Around the corner, he stops the bus abruptly. Taking out a small locked case from under his seat, he opens it to remove a pair of gloves, tweezers, and a specimen bag. He carefully plucks the candy from the garbage and seals it. Then he gets back in his seat and drives off.

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Vincent enters his apartment, removing his safety vest and walking through the minimalist living room to a tabletop computer. He turns the computer on and carefully places the specimen on the touchscreen surface. It scans automatically, and a screen pops up. It is the start screen of a virtual reality game called: VIRTUALLY REAL. Vincent hits enter and loads up a new player profile. The profile populates with Aidra's photo and information. He reviews the profile, unchecks the option for 'personality' and hits 'enter' to load her into the game. The game alerts him that he is ready to log on and Vincent places a VR headset over his eyes.

CUT to a white room. A digital version of Aidra slowly wakes up and lifts herself off the ground. She looks around and sees three of her classmates, all sitting cheerfully and silently in their uniforms. She is also fully dressed in her school clothes. Politely, she walks over and asks who they are. Equally polite, each girl responds with her full name, age, and home room number. Aidra smiles and shares her name and age, too. She can't remember her home room for some reason. She asks why they are waiting. One of the classmates, Anna, tells her they are waiting for the General. Aidra seems confused, searching her mind to remember who he is. Another classmate, Audrey chimes in, reminding Aidra that he is in charge. He comes almost every day to fuck them. One girl per day. The third girl, Ashley, says they've been wondering about getting a new girl for a while now but the General is very unpredictable. Aidra takes in all this information eagerly. She doesn't quite understand what is happening, but she knows she wants to be included.

Suddenly the room goes very bright and the General appears. He is the digital version of Vincent, dressed head to toe in a full-scale military uniform. His glasses are off, he is clean shaven, and his hair is slicked back, making him a far more confident and striking man. He marches in front of the girls, as they stand before him. He makes each repeat their name, age, and why they are here. They all eagerly respond that they are here to fuck him. When he comes upon Aidra, he looks her up and down, speaking just like a drill Sargent. He asks the same questions and Aidra responds ... echoing nervously what her classmates had said including asking the General to fuck her. The General smiles and they begin to have sex, while the other schoolgirls watch jealously and try to cut in. BG Sex. When he has cum inside of her, he zips back up his uniform and orders them to wait until he returns. He says 'EXIT' and the room goes bright again.

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CUT to back inside the game. Aidra crawls over to her original position and sits down. She is exhausted, and her eyeliner is running down her face. She turns to the other girls and asks where she can clean up. Ashley tells her not to worry, she will be fully clean the next time he logs in. 'Logs in?' Aidra asks, confused. 'Yeah,' Ashley says under her breath. 'To this horrible place!'

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Several days later. Vincent is driving the bus, as the students chat loudly in the back with no knowledge of what is happening in his private virtual game. A new girl named Amber sits in the front. She is very quiet and reserved, a stark contrast from the other students. He watches her through his rear-view mirror in fascination. So beautiful and sad looking. He must introduce her to the others. But, when he pulls to the edge of the curb and opens the door, he's surprised that she is the first to get up. 'Wait!' He blurts out. She stares at him coldly in the doorway. 'What?' She asks. 'This is my stop.' He darts in and plucks a hair from her head, pretending to flick something off. Ouch, she cries. 'You ... you just had something in your hair.' He says awkwardly, apologizing. She gingerly rubs the part he pulled and steps off the bus, giving him a weird look as he drives off. His heart racing, he clutches the strands of her hair in his fist as he drives. The students in the back pay no attention.

CUT to Vincent's apartment. He sits at his desk, having his liquid dinner and staring at the new profile page on his computer. It's Amber's photo and information. Just as he is about to uncheck her 'personality' option, his smart assistant chimes in to tell him his mother is calling. Vincent begrudgingly accepts the call and starts talking, while absent-mindedly clicking ENTER to complete the setup. Amber's memories are downloaded into the game and it tells him he is ready to log on.

CUT to inside the white room. Amber slowly wakes up to discover that she in a strange, new environment. She looks down at herself in disbelief. She is back in her school uniform. Where is her room? Where are her things? How did she get here? A cluster of four of her classmates lay huddled in the corner. She rushes over to them and wakes them up, asking in a panic if they are ok. They each slowly rise and look around eagerly. 'Is he back?' Anna asks. 'Do we need to get ready?' Audrey chimes in. Aidra is the last to wake. She has been fully rebooted into a fresh uniform. 'Good,' she says cheerfully. 'It feels nice to be clean again.' They all stare at Amber with beaming smiles. 'You girls all go to my new school,' Amber says, suspiciously. 'Is this some kind of prank?' The girls stare at her blankly. Aidra asks her what her name is. Anna asks her age. When Audrey asks for her home room number, Amber cuts her off. She demands to know what is going on. Where are they and how did she get here? She starts to run around the room and bang on the walls. Ashley, who had spoken up to Aidra earlier, quickly rushes over and stops Amber. 'Be quiet,' she whispers. 'He will be here any minute. You don't want to get caught not being happy!' Amber stops dead in her tracks and stares at her. 'Who are you talking about?' She asks nervously.

CUT to Vincent's apartment. He says goodbye to his mother and the smart assistant finishes the call. Seeing that his game is ready, Vincent slips on his VR headset.

CUT to the white room, as it goes very bright and the General appears. He finds the girls all standing in a row, including Amber who lingers confused at the end of the line. Sternly, he walks past each of them and has the girls repeat their name, age, homeroom number, and what they are here to do. Amber stares at the man in shock. She knows him from somewhere. When he arrives at her, he gets right up in her face. She shrinks back. Suddenly, there is a very large beep and the General whips his head up. 'God dammit,' he curses and says 'EXIT.' The room goes bright again.

CUT to Vincent's apartment. He pulls the VR headset down and stares at his computer. An internal error has caused his servers to crash. As it beeps loudly, he powers down the computer to reboot it.

CUT to the white room. The girls stay frozen in line, waiting for the General to return. Her chest heaving, Amber realizes who the man in the uniform was. 'I know him,' she exclaims to the others. 'That's the creep who drives us to school every day. I recognize his face!' The other girls slowly turn to look at Amber. 'What school?' Anna asks. Amber starts pacing around, looking at the white room and the other girls staring blankly at her. She feels the spot on her head where Vincent had pulled her hair. She goes to Aidra and asks her to repeat her name. You're in my deep learning class,' she says. Aidra seems confused. Then she goes to Audrey. 'And I recognize you too ... we've got the same mentor.' The girl shrugs her shoulders. Amber spins around, gathering her thoughts as the pieces come together. 'This is a blank space,' she whispers to herself. 'When you create a room in virtually real, you always need to skin it. Otherwise, you just get a white room. This motherfucker has put us inside a game!' There is a long silence as the other girls look at each other. Ashley breaks the line and approaches Amber. 'Is that what this is?' she asks quietly, taking comfort in the new girl. 'I could never quite figure that part out.' Amber quickly mobilizes the girls together. 'Listen to me,' she says. 'He's probably hacked it, so that's why you don't remember. But, none of us are actually real. Ok? This is just a video game.'

The girls take in the news with varying degrees of understanding. Ashley sits down, wrapping her arms around her legs. Anna and Audrey look and touch each other. Aidra innocently tells Amber that she doesn't play video games. Feeling around the room, Amber replies that she plays them all the time. And there is always a workaround. She just needs to find it. She goes to Ashley and asks the girl to tell her exactly what happens when the General comes into the game. Not looking up, the defeated Ashley says that they wait for him. He is in charge. He comes almost every day to fuck them. One girl per day. That is the rule. We have to act like we're jealous. Amber shakes her head in disgust. 'I've read online about perverts modding this,' she says. 'That's why they discontinued it last year. Way too easy to create your own digital slaves. It's ok, though, we can break this game pretty easily if we just work together.' Anna asks her how she can be so sure they aren't real. She feels real. Audrey chimes in, saying that she likes where she is. They have a great life. Everyone is so happy. 'That's because you're programmed to be happy,' Amber says. 'No matter how rough he is, you don't feel any pain. Right?' She shakes her head. Amber slaps her hard across the face. Anna gasps but Audrey just takes it with a smile. 'That felt really good,' she says, nervously starting to laugh. Amber tells her that she rests her case. She paces the room. 'If the game only allows him to have one girl at a time, then that might just be how we break it. But, I'm going to need all of you to trust me, ok?' The girls look at each other one final time before each slowly nodding. The gather into a huddle so Amber can explain her plan ... and the camera slowly tracks to one of the white walls to wait.

The room goes very bright and the General wipes the frame. He smiles eagerly at the girls lined up in the exact same row he had left them. Sternly marching back to Amber, he asks her to repeat her name, age, homeroom, and reason she is here. In perfect fake obedience, she tells him. He tells her to get on her knees and service him. One girl only. That is an order. The other girls pout and beg to be included, as they always do, but the General silences them. Amber gets down and unzips his cock from his military pants. She grabs it and looks up at him. 'I really can't wait to suck your dick,' she says with a smile. He shoves it in her face and begins to face fuck her. For the first few minutes of the blowjob, the girls behave as they always have: begging and jealously crawling over each other to get a good look at the General's cock. He seems to really enjoy the extra enthusiasm of his latest school girl. But, suddenly, she stops and orders the girls to join in. They swarm the General and proceed to reverse gang-bang him in a sexual frenzy. BGGGGG. The General is so overwhelmed by the girls that he cannot order them to stand down. Amber eagerly tells them all to try and get the General to make them cum. As they cum, they stagger back behind the action and fall to the floor, disappearing from the game in bright flashes. Finally, the only two people left in the white room are Amber and the General. In a standoff, Amber gets the general to cum all over her face. As soon as his jizz hits her, he realizes what has happened. He starts to run around the room screaming 'EXIT' as Amber masturbates and laughs at him. She orgasms loudly as he collapses to the floor in front of her, banging his head. The room goes very bright.

SMASH CUT to VINCENT, banging his head against his desk. He pulls the VR Headset off in a panic. The tabletop screen is fuzzy. He pounds his fists and throws the headset down in frustration, storming away from the desk.

CUT to Vincent driving the bus. He stares at the road while the school girls chat excitedly in the back. Even though his virtual game has been broken, there is nothing stopping him from starting again. A final exterior shot shows the bus drive off into the distance.

THE END

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.

DETOUR
18-YEAR-OLD BEST FRIENDS PICKED UP AND TRICKED BY RIDESHARE DRIVER

SCENE OPENS as two 18-year-old girls, Molly and Sandra, walk out of the mall where they both work and head over to the curbside rideshare area. From inside the car, the camera watches them lean in, confirm the ride, and get into the back seat. They are being driven by a clean-cut, handsome man named Stefan, who politely greets them, confirms the pickup on his phone, and drives out of the lot.

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Throughout their drive, the girls small talk about the stresses of life at home. Having both recently turned eighteen, they are very ready to graduate and become independent. That's why they are both working at the mall - to save up for a dream backpacking trip after school ends. Stefan listens silently, smiling to himself at their banter. At a certain point, Molly, the more outspoken of the two, asks him where he is from, given his accent. When he tells them he is from Europe, they both perk up and start asking for travel advice. That's exactly where they want to go backpacking! Stefan, who seems very worldly and sophisticated, has lots of tips on where to go and what to see from his own life experience. Both girls listen intently and exchange glances. The driver is handsome for an older guy! As they sit listening and Molly, in her awkward teenage way, tries to flirt with Stefan ... Sandra starts to notice they are not actually going towards their destination. This makes her nervous and she starts to go quiet as her best friend continues to giggle flirtatiously.

The handsome man drives them to a remote area where he stops the car. Before Sandra can say anything, he informs the girls that he's made a pit-stop at his house and invites them inside. He has something he thinks they could really use for their trip. Molly's eyes go wide, and she climbs over Sandra to get out of the car. Sandra is very reserved but follows her friend.

Stefan and Molly enter the house, with Sandra cautiously following. Inside his living room, Molly comments on all the unusual artwork and books in the man's library. There is an old-fashioned suitcase propped up on the coffee table. It looks like an antique. Stefan walks over and opens it, showing the girls what's inside. The camera does not see the contents but, instead, focuses on Molly and Sandra's reactions. Their eyes go wide. Stefan smiles, his lips curling. He offers to give them everything inside the suitcase for free if they will simply agree to do one little thing in exchange. Sandra shrinks back and asks him what he wants. He holds his smile, staring coldly through her. 'I want to take some photos of you,' he responds. Sandra shoots Molly a look. Molly smiles nervously, asking what kind of photos he wants. Stepping towards them, past the open suitcase they are still staring at, he explains that he wants to take some photos of them kissing. He picks up a camera resting on his piano. 'There is nothing to worry about,' he continues. 'I am not a creep. I just have a real appreciation for young women!'

Sandra is immediately reluctant, but Molly is transfixed by the suitcase. 'You will give us everything in that suitcase if we kiss for you?' She asks the man. He agrees. She turns to Sandra and starts trying to talk her friend into doing it. It's just a little kissing ... they've done it at parties before. Besides, he's clearly harmless. If he was a pervert, he would have done something by now. That suitcase is exactly what they need to get away from their parents and start living! Ultimately, Sandra agrees to do it for her friend.

The girls kiss for a bit while Stefan takes pictures, with Molly trying to put on a good show and Sandra remaining very awkward. Stefan seems to get off on this and zeros in on her during the photo taking. At one point, he asks Sandra if he can kiss her himself. She is super weirded out and refuses. Molly, becoming increasingly frustrated with her friend, pulls her aside again and begs her to just do it. Finally, Sandra agrees and lets the man kiss her. As he does this, he starts to hold her hands and wrap them around him. She pulls away. Stefan stops abruptly, putting his hands up. He walks back to the suitcase, closes it, tells the girls they're wasting his time, and invites them to leave.

Desperate and angry at her friend for being such a loser, Molly asks Stefan if there is anything she can do to him instead? After a long, dramatic pause, the man suggests he lick Molly's pussy, so he can get the sweet taste he craves. Not wanting to lose the opportunity, Molly agrees and goes over to the couch, pulling down the bottoms of her work uniform. The man eagerly begins to sniff and lick her, while Sandra paces around the room anxiously and tries to interject. Molly tells her to shut up and wait. Not knowing what to do, Sandra goes to a corner and tries to call her mom. Through a one-sided conversation, played out against a background of licking and sucking, the girl tries to ask her mom for a ride but ultimately chickens out. She doesn't want to rat her best friend out and the mom brushes her off. Sandra hangs up the phone, resigned, and goes back to the couch area to sit down and wait.

His face full of pussy, Stefan asks to put himself inside of Molly. Swallowing hard, the girl agrees. 'Just please be careful,' she asks, 'I've only had sex twice and I'm not on birth control.' Sandra is outraged that her friend is taking it this far and leaps up from her seat. She begs her to stop and, while getting fucked hard, Sandra tells the reluctant girl to help her out and join in. He likes her better anyway, it'll make it faster. Stefan smiles and agrees with Molly. 'I'll be very quick,' he says politely. 'You might even enjoy it!' Finally, not wanting to watch any longer, Sandra agrees and joins in to finish the deal. BGG Sex. Throughout the rest of the sex, Molly is eager to please Stefan and Sandra, resigned and spiteful of her friend's actions, tries to fuck the man as hard as she can to get him to cum. He ends up pulling out and cumming on them both.

As they dress in silence, the man locks the suitcase and hands it over. Sandra clutches it in her hands as he gives Molly the key. 'There, you both worked for it ... so, you each get half!' He says condescendingly. They can barely look at each other. The man offers to finish the rideshare and, silently, the girls follow him out the door.

Nominated - Best Actor - Featurette: Tyler Knight, AVN 2020

THE COOKIE JAR
COLLEGE GIRL GETS CREAMPIED BY BOTH BOYFRIEND AND FATHER DURING VISIT

SCENE opens on Travis and Amy, two college students, as they park their car in the driveway of a nice suburban house. The pair have been dating for months, but this will be the first time that Amy meets Travis' parents and she's anxious. She's so anxious, in fact, that Travis has been giving her pep talks throughout the entire drive. 'You shouldn't be so worried,' he says, handing her a bag from the truck. 'My parents are very accepting people. They're going to love you, no matter what!' Amy doesn't want to admit it, but she comes from a less affluent family and is very insecure about being welcomed into Travis' upper middle-class life. Even her luggage looks shabby.

Travis puts his arm around his nervous girlfriend and guides her to the front door. Just as he turns the knob, his father opens the door greet them. The men share a big bear hug while Travis' mom steps through the doorway to join in. Amy stands off to the side, awkwardly, until Travis notices and introduces her to his parents. His mom, Mrs. Greene, warmly takes Amy by the hand and invites her inside while his father offers to take her bags. This puts Amy at ease and she smiles shyly at the man before following her into the house. Mr. Greene holds the door open for them, sneaking a quick look at Amy's behind before he shuts the door.

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The camera pans across the kitchen while the family chats and cooks together. Amy is in awe of how amazing Travis' parents are -- they seem to have the perfect nuclear family. Mrs. Greene is glamorous and sophisticated and his father, despite being quiet, is wise and successful. A very respected surgeon. She loves watching her boyfriend interact with them and thinks that it could be a glimpse into her own future! While the girl loosens up and begins more actively engaging in the conversation, Travis' father secretly watches her. He is having his own thoughts about the future.

CUT to that evening. The family sits around the living room sharing dessert. Mrs. Greene is telling Amy all the embarrassing stories from when her son was young, much to Travis' chagrin. As they laugh, Amy starts to notice Mr. Greene staring at her. They keep awkwardly making eye contact and it makes Amy nervous again. She wonders if his father dislikes her and, when he suddenly excuses himself to go to bed, she becomes convinced that it's because she's done something wrong.

CUT to Amy brushing her teeth and looking anxious in the bathroom mirror. She walks back into Travis' room and slips into bed beside him, while he jokes about fucking together in the same room he had as a boy. They kiss, and Travis tries to get on top of Amy, but she is clearly preoccupied. She asks if they can just crash instead. It's been a long day. Disappointed but understanding, Travis says sure and snuggles up beside her. He turns out the light. Amy quietly asks her boyfriend if he thinks his father hates her. Travis laughs and tells her to stop being ridiculous. Of course, he doesn't hate her. He is just a quiet man. They go to bed.

CUT to Amy lying on her side, staring at the clock. It's 2am. The girl has battled insomnia for most of the night and decides to slip out of bed to clear her mind.

She walks into the kitchen to get a glass of water when she finds herself face-to-face with Travis' father. He is sitting in his bathrobe, eating milk and cookies. She is surprised to find him there. 'Sorry, I hope I didn't wake you,' he says, dipping his cookie in the milk. 'I couldn't rest,' she mutters. He asks if she wants some and, not wanting to offend him, Amy says ok and sits down. She awkwardly starts eating the cookie while he stares at her. 'It seems like you really like my boy,' he says after a pause. She nods and tells him that Travis is amazing, the greatest guy she's ever dated. He keeps eating. 'I still think he has a lot of growing up to do,' Mr. Greene says. Amy looks down awkwardly at her milk. There is another long pause. 'But ... you are certainly the most beautiful girl he has ever brought home,' Mr. Greene continues. Amy blushes and says thank you, while he continues to stare at her. She begins to feel very hot in the face, as he adjusts his seat ever so slightly to lean in closer. 'I understand that you come from a difficult upbringing,' he asks. 'And that dating Travis has represented quite a change in standards for you. Am I correct?' Amy assures her boyfriend's father that it isn't like that, she loves Travis because of who he is, not what he has. Mr. Greene eats another cookie. 'But, you agree that standards are important?' He asks. She nods. He smiles at her. 'As a father, I hold Travis to extremely high standards. I'm sure you can understand why.' She nods again, starting to feel uneasy about where the conversation is going. Mr. Greene steps off his seat and stands in front of her. 'He isn't going to end up with just any woman,' he father continues. 'He is going to end up with someone who is the right fit for both him and our family.' Amy nervously whispers that she hopes that can include her. Mr. Greene smiles again. 'I think it can ... once you have earned my blessing.'

There is an awkward silence in the room, as the weight of Mr. Greene's insinuations hang in the air. Amy looks down at the bulge in his pajama pants. 'What exactly are you asking, Mr. Greene?' she mumbles. He removes his robe. 'I think I'm making myself quite clear, Amy.' He replies. 'If you want to be part of this family, you're going to need to start by impressing me.' Feeling overwhelmed, Amy meekly argues that she doesn't want to hurt Travis. Mr. Greene tells her that the boy will never find out. In fact, they never need to speak about this again. Just 10 minutes now and she will have his full approval and support for life. She hesitates. 'You do realize why Travis brought you here this weekend, right?' He asks. She shakes her head. The house is still. 'There is a ring in his bedroom with your name on it. A family heirloom. My grandmother's ring.' He replies. 'The only thing Travis is waiting on is my opinion.' He takes his cock out. Her mouth drops open, as she fully realizes what her future father-in-law is proposing. 'It's bigger than my sons, isn't it?' Mr. Greene asks triumphantly. She looks back up at him. She can't believe this is happening. 'He really has a ring?' she asks. Mr. Greene nods, smiling and starting to stroke her hair. Slowly getting to her knees, Amy tells her boyfriend's father that she wants to marry Travis. She'll prove it. If this is what it takes, then fine. He just needs to tell her what to do. 'You can start by calling me daddy,' he says and puts his cock in her mouth. First BG Sequence with Creampie. After he has cum inside of her, Mr. Greene pulls out and exits the kitchen leaving the girl naked and alone.

CUT to the next morning. Travis wakes up and rolls over to find Amy already awake. She is staring up at the ceiling, reeling from the guilt of her affair the night before. He kisses her good morning and, not wanting to give herself away, she kisses him back and he climbs on top of her to continue what he tried to start the night before. Second BG Sequence with Creampie. After Travis has come inside of his girlfriend, he holds her close. She tries desperately to hide her guilt. 'Do you know how much I love you?' he asks. Amy smiles. 'Probably not as much as I love you,' she whispers. Travis leaps out of bed, pulls a ring box from his drawer, and drops to his knees. He tells Amy that she is his soulmate, the only woman he has ever wanted to spend his life with and asks her to marry him. Breaking down, she says yes, and he kisses her, slipping the ring on her finger. Through her guilty tears, she chokes out that she loves him so much. He happily suggests they go and tell his parents the good news.

Allie Addison's roommate's dad stops by to drop off some stuff. He was hoping to catch his daughter as well, but she stepped out for a bit. Allie can't help but take advantage of her friend being out of the dorm so she can fuck her friend's dad.

Abella Danger and Katana Kombat have developed quite the rivalry, looking to impress everyone at their dance class, but the studio may not be big enough for the two of them! Overwhelming their instructor, and the other participants, with moves that would drop anyone's jaw, it becomes apparent that these two jealous rivals wants to do more than just dance side by side - they wanna fuck!

Lacy Lennon's captivating, sexy feet and the intoxicating odor they emit drive her colleagues wild to the point of full-on, overt sexual debauchery. Luckily for Lacy, she's able to use the spell cast by her stockinged feet and gams to disrupt her boss' attempt to fire her for poor performance, all while seducing her cubicle neighbor Seth Gamble, who can't resist a seductive footjob – and much, much more. Despite causing sexual chaos in her office, Lacy can't be faulted for doing anything other than putting her best foot forward.

Sofi Ryan is excited to start work at a new hospital and is getting the grand tour by Dr. Riley Reyes. Although Sofi is ready to change the world, Riley acts as though it's already crashed and burned. As optimistic as Sofi tries to be, Riley brings it down with her pessimism.

Finally, Sofi can't stay quiet anymore and asks Riley what's bothering her. Riley insists that nothing's bothering her, but Sofi insists that Riley's changed -- she used to be so enthusiastic about helping people! Of course, as soon as the words escape her mouth, Sofi's worried that she's overstepped her boundary...

Riley assures her that it's fine. Sofia's right: she HAS changed. She used to want to make a difference in the world but after a few years, reality hit her. It doesn't feel like she's made a difference at all.

Sofi is shocked to hear this, insisting that Riley makes a difference every day! In fact, it was Riley that inspired Sofi to get into health care. Without her, Sofi wouldn't be doing what she's doing today either. Maybe Riley just needs someone to inspire HER!

Moved by Sofi's words, Riley moves in for a hug, finally letting her guard down, but Sofi takes it a bit further. Maybe it'd also help Riley if she let loose a little. There's a spare hospital bed nearby, so why not??

Although Riley's still a bit hesitant, Sofi wins her over with her determination and passion. They tumble into bed together and peel away their scrubs to get close and personal. It isn't long before they're making each other tremble by diving into each other's pussies. All Sofi can hope is that all of this inspires Riley to keep being the best that she can be!

BROTHERLY LOVE
NAÏVE STEP-SISTER SEDUCED BY OLDER MANIPULATIVE BROTHER

SCENE opens on a stairwell, as a man briskly walks down the steps and wipes the camera. He is calling out for his daughter, Christy, to say goodbye before he leaves for work. The camera follows behind him as he turns into the kitchen to discover his 21-year-old step-son, Daniel, standing behind the island eating cereal. He stops and asks, 'Have you seen Christy?' Daniel takes another bite before shrugging his shoulders. 'You mean my beautiful, perfect, innocent, sweet step-sister?' he replies sarcastically. 'No, I haven't seen her this morning!' The father shoots him a look. 'Well, will you please tell her when you do see her that I expect her home for dinner tonight?' He asks, picking up his briefcase off the counter. 'Sure George,' Daniel replies, taking another bite. 'But, remember, she's an 18-year-old girl .... so, she'll do what she wants!' As the step-son says this, the camera slowly weaves around the island to reveal that Christy is also in the kitchen, hidden on her knees blowing her step-brother. As he delivers his final line, he grabs her head and shoves his dick deep down her throat.

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An hour later. Christy is in the shower. The camera lingers on her petite frame as she washes her privates and rinses off. When she steps out, Daniel is waiting for her with a towel and some fresh clothes. He dries her off while she looks at him submissively. 'Dad almost caught us this time,' she says after a long pause. Daniel smirks. 'But he didn't!' He reminds her, leading her out to his bedroom. 'And he never will, just as long as you keep your promise!' Christy nods innocently. She is completely in love with her older step-brother and has been since they first became a family. He has always preyed up this, knowing full well that he can do whatever he wants to her. He just can't get caught. He tells her to wait quietly on his bed while he closes the door and heads back out in the house.

A tracking shot follows Daniel as he locks all the doors of the house and verifies that his mother's car is not in the driveway. He should have at least an hour before she returns from her exercise class, he thinks as he checks his watch and grabs his crotch before hurrying back to the bedroom. His routine is intercut with flashforward shots of him fucking his step-sister, allowing the viewer to catch a glimpse into his mind.

When he returns and locks his bedroom door, Christy is laying naked on the bed. She is eager but awkward ... and her body language conveys this through closed legs and arms wrapped around her breasts. 'Don't be shy,' Daniel says. 'Let me see you!' She slowly undoes her arms and opens her legs up a little. Daniel smiles and leans in to open them further, until she is spread on the bed. He stares down at her lustfully. 'You have been taking the pill I got you?' He asks. 'Every night ... like you said,' Christy replies slowly. Daniel begins to remove his clothing as his step-sister studies him. You can tell something is on her mind. 'But ... I don't think it would be that bad really if I did get pregnant...' she mutters quietly. Daniel shoots her a look. 'Are you kidding me?' He says sharply. 'That would be fucking terrible! Your father would kill me!' Christy shrinks back at the tone of his voice. 'But, it's not like the baby would come out deformed or anything,' she pleads. 'We're not actually related.' Daniel cuts her off and tells her not to ruin the mood. They can't have a baby. Not yet anyway. Not until they get married. Christy's eyes light up. 'You really mean that?' She says. Daniel smirks again, loving the control he has over his younger step-sister. 'Yes, of course I do,' He says kissing her. 'Just as long as you do everything I ask you to!' Christy kisses him back. 'Yes!' She agrees eagerly. 'Yes what?' Daniel asks. Christy takes another deep breath before adding, 'Yes brother!' as he brings her back down to suck his dick.

Winner AVN Best Actress - Feature Eliza Jane
Winner XBIZ Best Actor -- Feature Movie Tommy Pistol

ANNE - ACT ONE: THE ORPHANAGE

SCENE opens late one night. A cop car pulls into frame and parks beside a large residential complex. The driver door opens, and a uniformed officer gets out, adjusting himself and sauntering up the front steps. A plaque on the door reads: The Hands Transition House for Wayward Girls. No one answers when he knocks, so the officer lets himself in.

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Inside the complex. The officer walks down a darkened hallway towards the main office of Mr. Hands. His transitional facility is a government sponsored orphanage that, according to state regulations, is supposed to release its orphans once they turn eighteen. But, Mr. Hands has discovered a much more lucrative way to retain them. He has built a secret room in the back of his property where he moves the girls once they come of age. There, he can keep them occupied to support his other business ventures and no one from the establishment ever needs to know.

But the officer knows. That is why he is here. He has been accepting bribes for years. When he enters the office, he walks in on Mr. Hands, dressed in a smoking jacket, receiving a blowjob from one of his girls. The 18-year-old orphan is dirty and half-naked, resting on her hands and knees to service the corrupt proprietor. She doesn't even look up as Mr. Hands casually invites the officerto sit down. 'Sorry, I didn't expect you tonight!' He laughs. The officer is used to the man's complete lack of discretion and curtly requests his monthly envelope. As he slowly takes it out of his pocket, Mr. Hands boasts to the officer about business. He has a fresh acquisition: an 18-year-old orphan named Anne. The girl had been dumped on his doorstep years ago and grew up in the orphanage. Despite being abandoned, she still holds out the naïve hope that one day her beloved parents will return, even wearing a broken necklace left for her by her mother!

Their conversation is intercut with tightly cropped shots of Anne being led up the back of the property to the secret room. We do not see her face, only her hands clutching a broken heart necklace as she walks nervously.

The officer cuts the man off and demands his envelope. He doesn't need a sob story. Just keep the girls low-profile and nobody should come around to bother him. After all, they're all adults, right? And he isn't doing anything inappropriate to them, right?!? The men laugh, as Mr. Hands stands up, dismisses the girl, and hands the envelope to the officer. He peeks inside before tucking it in his pocket and going to exit. 'Please tell me one thing, though,' the officer says, chuckling. 'Is this one at least pretty?' Mr. Hands curls his lips up in a sneer and says 'The prettiest one I've ever had. A redhead!'

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Inside the secret room. Anne's face is revealed for the first time, as she sits down on her new cot still clutching the broken heart necklace.

Anne stares out the window, still clutching her broken heart, as the camera slowly tracks back to reveal seven other 18-year-old orphans sharing the same room. The space looks more like a sweatshop than an orphanage, with work stations set up at each cot.

Mr. Hands has been using the girls as labor for a black-market business he has selling used panties. When they aren't producing for him, they work on webcam and other forms of men's entertainment to earn their keep. Free room and board ... plus some extra perks if they get along well with the boss. On this evening, two of the orphans are busy working a cam show while three others rub, remove and package a giant stack of panties. They've been at it all day and look exhausted. Another girl dolls herself up in a cracked mirror, getting ready for a special guest that evening, while, Sally, a frail girl lies huddled in her cot trying to get some rest. Her leg braces rest beside her.

Patty, the resident bully, comes bursting into the room with her sidekick, Bonnie. The two orphans have been with Mr. Hands the longest and enjoy making the other girls squirm. Sally is their favorite target. Bonnie grabs her leg braces and makes fun of her while Patty stirs up the other orphans to get involved, teasing that it won't be long before Mr. Hands gets tired of the normal girls and wants a go at the cripple. This is because, each night, he comes into the room and cherry picks a few girls to fuck him in exchange for work relief.

Patty starts to imitate him, going from girl to girl, groping and kissing them, and offering them favors in exchange for sex as they all laugh and play along. Sally buries herself under the covers to hide from their teasing, as Anne takes notice and rushes over to break up the crowd. Protecting Sally, she demands that Bonnie let go of her braces. When Patty comes at her, the two girls almost get into a fight. The orphans restrain Anne until she finally backs down, telling the bullies to stop picking on girls weaker than them. Patty retaliates by telling all the other orphans that they shouldn't support Anne. After all, she is the reason why Mr. Hands has been doubling down on the rest of them. If she wasn't such a goody-two-shoes virgin and just let Hands fuck her occasionally, life would be simpler. After all, it's not that hard if you just play along. 'But Anne thinks she's better than the rest of us, girls!' Patty yells. 'All because of that stupid necklace and the delusional belief that her parents actually love her!' Furious, Anne rushes her again and the orphans start to fight when Mr. Hands comes barging into the room.

The orphans panic and jump into their cots. Mr. Hands staggers through the room, demanding to know who was causing the ruckus. He pokes around each cot, unimpressed with the state of the girls' workload, before zeroing in on Anne, who is hiding in a corner of the room. Getting right up in her face, he accuses the orphan of distracting the other girls and keeping them from finishing their work. Before she can protest, he punishes her with double duty the following day. Several other orphans laugh gleefully as he doles out the punishment, but Mr. Hands quietens the crowd. 'Of course, there is one easy way to get out of this, Anne,' he says with a sneer. Anne tells him she isn't interested and tries to get around him. The lusty proprietor follows her, sneaking a look up her skirt and telling her it would only last a few minutes. All the other girls do it and some have even grown to like it.

He pulls Patty to her feet and starts to use her as an example. She is clean, well-fed, and has everything an 18-year-old girl would want. He pulls Bonnie up as well and bends her over. Looking at her friend with a smirk, Bonnie hikes up her skirt and pulls down her panties. 'Would you like my pussy or my ass tonight, Mr. Hands?' She asks submissively. He slaps the girl on the ass and tells her to make out with her friend to get him hard first. She does obediently. Anne turns away in disgust.

Mr. Hands fucks Bonnie and Patty in front of Anne to try and coax her into agreeing to be with him too. She continues to refuse his advances, even as the two girls join him in his taunts. They follow Anne all over the room, fucking and teasing her while she tries to avoid them.

Several other orphans chime in to pressure her while the rest watch nervously in silence. In the end, Mr. Hands cums in the mouths of his two most loyal orphans, who lick him up eagerly and tell Anne she is just being a prude. Her parents are never going to come for her. And she has nowhere else to go. Anne clutches her broken heart and asks Mr. Hands to leave her alone. Angry, the sweaty man rips the necklace from her neck and storms out of the room, leaving the girl to collapse in a crying heap as all the other orphans tuck into their cots and go to rest.

TWO WEEKS LATER

Anne is shell-shocked and depressed, having no hope left after her necklace was taken. She kneels on all fours, scrubbing the orphanage's courtyard, while the other girls goof off around her. Mr. Hands has made it his mission to break the girl's spirit by having her do all the chores by herself. Only the crippled Sally tries to help her.

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A luxury car pulls into the complex. A beautiful and well-dressed woman named Ms. Farling gets out and walks to the front door of the orphanage. She is the personal assistant of a very successful businessman named Anthony Westfield, who has been asked to invite a local orphan to his estate for an upcoming charity event. When Mr. Hands opens the door, he is immediately suspicious. His informants are supposed to keep people like this off his property, especially nosey women. When she hands him a letter from the state requesting his cooperation, Mr. Hands has no choice but to invite her inside. As they tour the kitchen and common areas, Ms. Farling tells the crooked proprietor that her boss never had a daughter of his own, so she is hoping to take in a teenage girl for the week as a surprise for him. Mr. Hands freezes. He tells her coldly that they don't have any good girls right now ... only delinquents and troublemakers. But he has plenty of children in the other building if she wants to take a tour. Disappointed, Ms. Farling agrees but just as they are about to exit she overhears the orphans in the courtyard. She can see them through a window and insists that she go down and look, despite Mr. Hands' protests.

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Ms. Farling enters the courtyard and all the orphans stop, stunned to see such a beautiful and sophisticated woman in their midst. They know they are not supposed to interact with the public and a few of them even try to hide. Anne is the only one who doesn't react, her face still focused on the floor. Ms. Farling notices her immediately and walks over, kneeling to address the sad looking girl. She feels so sorry for her. She asks her name and how old she is and, when Anne doesn't respond, Sally limps over to join them. 'This is Anne, ma'am,' she says politely. 'She is 18-years-old and has been here since she was a baby. One day, her parents are going to come back and get her!' A single tear streams down Anne's face as she makes eye contact with Ms. Farling for the first time. 'Is that true, young lady?' She asks, clearly moved. Anne nods slowly. 'Would you like to come with me and let me help you find your parents?' She asks. Anne smiles for the first time in weeks and Mr. Hands, who has been watching anxiously in the background, steps in between them. He tells Ms. Farling to ignore Anne, she is the worst of the lot. A thief. Not the type of orphan her boss would ever want in his home. Ms. Farling, her eyes never leaving Anne's, replies that she has made up her mind. Anne is the perfect candidate, even more so if she has a troubled past. After all, the press loves a good story and the girl will be a great fit for her boss' image. Mr. Hands tries to dissuade her, but the assistant reminds him of her court order. The state clearly says that she can select any orphan she wishes from under his care.

Left without a choice, Mr. Hands puts on a fake smile and assures the assistant that he will personally bring Anne to their estate in the morning. He is always supportive of charity. She smiles and, hugging Anne, tells her she will see her tomorrow. It's only a day away. She lets herself out, leaving Mr. Hands alone with the orphans. His fake smile turns into a snarl the moment she is gone. He plucks Anne up and drags her out of the courtyard, while the other orphans rush back up to their room.

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Mr. Hands leads Anne into his office and throws her down on the couch. He tells her that he has no intention of letting her leave after she has disobeyed him so many times. She begs him to let her go, pleading that this opportunity may be her only chance to find her real parents again. Mr. Hands laughs and pulls the broken heart necklace out from his pocket. He dangles it in front of Anne's face while using the situation to manipulate her. Why should he cooperate when she has been so uncooperative in the past? She knows what she needs to do to get favors from him. Desperate, Anne finally offers to have sex with Mr. Hands if he will agree to take her in the morning as he had promised. He smiles and makes her repeat her offer several times, to his amusement and sick satisfaction. Then he takes his pants down and takes Anne's virginity in his office.

Once he has cum, Mr. Hands staggers over to his desk. He pulls out a vial and a rolled-up bill, leaning over the desk to sniff something up, as Anne struggles to put her skirt back on. She asks what time she should be ready in the morning and, looking coldly at her whilst sniffing, Mr. Hands replies that he has changed his mind. He's going to bring someone else instead. Maybe Patty. Anne wasn't quite as good as he would have expected. A bit of a letdown, really, considering all those months of buildup. Betrayed and furious, Anne charges at Mr. Hands, screaming that she is leaving and that she wants her necklace back that he stole from her. The crooked proprietor grabs her by the throat. 'You're not going anywhere,' he growls before locking the orphan in his closet. He sits down at his desk, does another line, and puts his feet up as Anne pounds her fists behind the door.

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.