A Novice Porn Star Desires Uncompromising Intimacy
I work with a porn website that features very intense, rough scenes. It involves a team of producers and performers who shoot high-quality content in a raw, authentic way. In this particular story, we met a new actress named Erin, who's eager to experiment with edgy content.
When we first met Erin, we discussed the details and made sure she was comfortable with the footage we were planning to produce—including restricting some acts and avoiding others. After being fully briefed, she was ready to film an aggressive scene that's on the kinkier side of adult entertainment.
Once she arrived, we wasted no time in getting started. The entire team took her clothes off and dove right into the intense action, pulling her by her hair, slapping her, whacking her, fucking her in every position imaginable, and more. Erin not only withstood all the abuse but also loved it and even joked with us afterward.
I knew we could take this further. In fact, we had our eyes set on a girl who could endure more extreme sexual abuse than any other before. I wanted a life-changing encounter that pushed both the actress and the production team to unimaginable limits.
"Keep the camera rolling," I told the cameraman. Then I approached Erin, who was still naked, and began talking: "Look, we're going to tread into uncharted territory here. From now until you drive away, you will not speak once. I'm giving you the option to leave with this money, and after that, we'll keep everything on record. If you want to return for more, though, you'll have to endure our wildest ideas. Keep in mind, it'll get insanely rough, including some physical extreme actions and a lot of humiliation. If you're all in, nod."
Erin nodded.
"Can you confirm you understand that once you leave, you won't get paid anything extra?"
"Yes."
"And if you come back, it will be solely due to your own desire for the rough experiences?"
"Yes."
"All right, then go get dressed and get out of here. We'll film while you're leaving, so the camera won't stop. Tracey, be ready to follow her while filming."
Erin grabbed her belongings, and on her way out, I gave a dismissive hand gesture, indicating she should leave. "Think carefully about what I just said."
Erin stopped at the door and looked back. "I'll think about it."
As she got ready to leave, we warned her that the upcoming scenes would involve even more intense, rough, and degrading elements. She turned back to the camera before departing.
"Goodbye," she said, "and I appreciate the offer. We'll see what I decide."
Within seconds, she was gone. But my team and I had the footage of her driveway and waited for her to return within 10 minutes. Either way, we'd reach out to Erin again soon. Who knows what else she might agree to in this wild and seemingly unapologetic world?
Erin left the cum on her face, closing the door while looking at us mischievously. My friend Tracey said, "She enjoys it."
"Yeah, I like it too—right now, anyway." I replied.
A hint of anguished curiosity played upon Erin's face before she left, and I'm sure she was weighing her options for an even more intense shooting. With that in mind, my team and I waited, eager for our next film.
"Bye." She said, but left the door open. She thought it over, then approached the door again. "Remember what I said: It's going to be very rough. You might want to reconsider."
But after another break, she stepped out into the filming session, ready to continue. She pledged that she'd be back as soon as possible. We all knew what that meant, and we didn't waste any more time. The camera rolled, resetting the countdown timer to 10 minutes—yet, it was still unclear what choice Erin would make about her future in this dangerous and far-from-vanilla (XXX) lifestyle.
She looks into the camera, then opens the door and walks out with the cameraman following her. She gets into her car, backs out of the driveway, and drives away. When she reaches the intersection a block away, she turns right instead of left. Left would have taken her out of the neighborhood. She turns into a cul-de-sac.
We film her driving into the cul-de-sac, then turn back toward us before pulling back into the driveway. We all look at each other. She parks and gets out of her car, holding the envelope of cash, her keys, and her purse. I approach her while she's standing there. I'm wearing a shirt and sweats, while the other guys are still naked inside the door and watching.
"Why did you turn around?"
"You said drive away and come back within ten minutes if I want to continue and go harder for free. I knew I could have turned left and gone home. I saw the cul-de-sac and made a decision. That decision was to come back knowing what would happen to me. I want it."
"Are you sure?"
She hands me everything she's holding. "I don't even want the money. Keep it. Take and hide my purse and keys. Use me until you're done, and only give them back when you're finished with me."
"You're such a good little slut," I say, smiling at the others. They look ready as well.
"I know."
"Please tell the camera all your limits. If not said, it's fair game."
"No scat. No hard closed-fisted punching, but light punching is okay anywhere, even my face. No doing anything that could cause permanent damage. No shaving or cutting any of your hair. No waterboarding."
"Very hard throat fucking and deep throat gagging until you can't take it anymore are okay?"
"Yes."
"And hard slapping on your face and anywhere else, spitting in your face, hard anal, dicks fully buried in your ass and left for minutes at a time, hard hair pulling, and dragging you around by it are okay?"
"Yes."
"Immobilizing you in any way we see fit?"
"Yes."
"Piss and vomit anywhere on your body, including your hair and eyes, are okay?"
"Yes."
"All of us will piss on you, cum down your throat while buried as far as we can go, and you'll gag and think you're going to suffocate. You'll probably scream and grab and hit me as a reflex. I promise you won't suffocate. You'll take a big breath in at some point, but it'll go farther than you think. Are you okay with us doing that to you?"
"Yes."
"And you won't push anyone away at any point?"
"If you have handcuffs, just cuff my hands behind my back. I don't want to push anyone away. As long as you don't do anything I've said no to explicitly, I'm okay with it. I want to be pushed to the brink. I want this to be the hardest thing I've ever done. I want to know how far I can go. If you don't handcuff me, I promise my hands won't touch my body or any of yours in any way."
"You're one crazy whore. I really hope you enjoy and don't regret this."
"I already know I'll enjoy it."
"What's your safe word?"
"Banana."
"And you understand that if you say that word, the shoot stops, and we go home?"
"Yes."
"If you tell us to stop, or if you're crying, we'll keep going unless you say that word. It's the only thing that stops what we're doing. Okay?"
"Yes," she says into the camera.
"Repeat it all back to the camera."
She stares into the camera. "I want everything we just said and anything else that isn't explicitly banned. Anything else goes. Unless I say my safe word, everyone has my permission to keep going with whatever they want, even if I'm screaming and crying and saying no or stop."
"What's your signal to stop if your mouth is occupied?"
"If I can use my hands, I'll hold up the number three. If not, I'll either clap my feet together or blink my eyes really quickly."
Here's a paraphrased version of the text:
"We won't pressure you to continue if you decide you've had enough. If you go ahead with it, we'll respect that decision and make sure you get home safely. You can keep any money you earned earlier and we'll leave it up to you. We won't push you to continue even if you beg us to."
"However, I'm not taking any money with me. This experience is for me."
"If you want to proceed, walk into the house. If not, go back to your car and leave." I hand her her belongings.
She heads towards the house, and we follow her inside. Everyone assembles in the dining room.
"Stand by the door."
She complies and stands at the door.
"One last chance."
She faces us again, locks the door, and tears off her clothes. She's now completely naked, standing in front of us.
"Please stop trying to make me leave. I have no intention of doing so. I'm ready whenever you are."
We abuse her for forty-five minutes. She cries and screams, but never says her safe word or tries to push us away. She had two orgasms during anal sex and once with two penises.
I raise her face by the chin after her second orgasm.
"Do you want us to continue?"
"Did I say the word?"
I see this as a "yes" and we continue for another forty-five minutes. We choke her till she pukes and force her to wipe her face and hair with it. She does without protest. We put her head in an unclean toilet and pound her ass as hard as possible. After removing her head from the toilet by her hair and dragging her back to the living room, we slap her in the face while she's on her knees. After each slap, she raises her head and looks at us.
We all insert our penises in her throat, while someone fucks her from behind. After each man fucks her ass, he goes straight to her mouth, and she willingly accepts each penis. We then all lie down in front of her while she continues to get assaulted. She buries her face as deep as possible while licking us, and even rubs her face on our asses.
We spit on her face and eyes, while slapping her more. This continues until we all reach our climax and ejaculate onto her face. To finish the scene, we order her to kneel on the floor, forming a circle around her. Her hair is dry and covered with puke and spit. She's bruised from slapping and spanking.
"Treat this floor like a shower with your urine. You can use your hands for it."
"Okay."
One guy starts and soon everyone follows. We shower her in urine, and she uses her hands to wipe it all over her body, from head to toe. She looks into the camera, feeling the urine dripping off her face.
We finish and gaze at the urine-soaked girl with cum on her face. She's smiling and looking up.
"I had a good time," she announces. "I have to go to the washroom."
"Pee here and lie in it."
She nods.
"Okay."
She kneels down onto the floor and starts to urinate. After she's done, she crawls around the floor, soaking it with her urine. She then sits cross-legged on the ground, with urine dripping off of her.
The guys all go to sit and relax, assuming she's going to freshen up and leave. She stands up and heads back to the same room. After a few seconds of silence, they look at each other, unsure of what to do next.
"Have you all finished?" she asks.
"Yep, it looks like we're done."
"Are you sure?" She looks at the cameraman.
"So you want more??"
"I'll go on until someone tells me they no longer need me."
"Are you for real?"
"Yes, personally, I'd love for this to continue. No matter if this is filmed or not, I want to be broken. I'm not yet."
"This girl is something," one guy whispers.
She approaches him and directs him to stand. He complies. She bends at her waist, grabs his penis, and slips it into her ass. She looks at the camera and says, "More."
"Are you certain?"
She's resolute. "Yes, I'd like this to continue. Either way, I want you all to punish me as much as possible on a deeper level."
"Cease inquiring if I'm certain. I awareness the idiom to cease it. Until you learn that I am assured of all, you'll surrender."
Stunned, we all stare at each other.
"Engage more males if possible."
