After her shower, Julie put on the costume that had been left for her. This outfit was rather beautiful and, she thought, very very sexy. As usual, there were no underclothes, just two items. A filmy pair of pale violet harem pants that barely covered her pubic mound, and a matching halter top that fastened with a single button just below her breasts - or what would eventually become her breasts. She got into the outfit, enjoying the sensuous feel of the soft material against her skin and looked at herself in the mirror. She liked what she saw.

After their shower, Carol had put make-up on her (and touched the pink lipstick to her nipples before doing the same to her clitoris - then she had stuck the tube of lipstick up inside Julie's vagina and giggled, telling Julie she was just adding a touch of colour to her other lips). If Don hadn't interrupted them by bringing her her costume and saying he was waiting, Julie was certain the woman was ready to have another session with her. Don's entry had forced her to leave, reluctantly drawing the lipstick out. Julie saw her put it to her lips as she sauntered out the door. Don told her to get a move on, patted her on the fanny, then left her alone. Julie half expected Carol to return, but she hadn't.

She gazed at her reflection in the mirror. The material was transparent, showing her slit and her nipples through the gauzy fabric. The pants were slit down each outer side, fastened only at her ankles and hips and around the inner seams. They had an elastic waistband that dipped low from her hips, the crotch made so small the band went across her lower belly just above her mons veneris. It made her whole belly visible, a slightly concave oval that looked made for stroking. Her navel was deeply indented and drew one's eyes to it. She ran her hands softly over her silky, lightly tanned skin. It felt good. She turned sideways and noticed the glimpses of her bare legs as the soft material wafted open with her movement. Rocking slightly backwards and forwards, she could see her pubes through the gaps created. The costume certainly was erotic. Again, she thought about how she was really enjoying what she was doing...how she had changed over the past few weeks since first being introduced to Don and his trade. And the thought of the snake tattoo between her legs always kept her conscious of her pussy. She wondered how this new group of men she was to star with today would react to it. Her eyes lingered over herself, the sight of herself dressed so provocatively and thinking about the film to come made her heart beat faster and re-start the tingling between her legs. She hoped it might be like the one she'd done the first weekend, with the men who had tied her up and then used her. That particular film had had quite an impact on her in the weeks following. She found she'd thought about it far more than the other's she had made. She had mentioned it to Don, that she would like to do more like that (which pleased him as they made a lot more money from those type of scenarios), and he had told her he was already working on it. She wondered, looking again at her costume, whether this next one might be the one. She hoped it was. With her heart and belly fluttering, she blew a kiss to herself in the mirror and left the dressing room.

She followed the passageway back to the main studio. She gaped when she pushed open the door. The studio had been completely changed from when she had first arrived. It must have been set up while she was making the 'doctor' movie with Ray and Carol. There were soft, filmy lengths of material hung from the walls, falling in folds and moving gently in the air-conditioning. On one side of the room was a large chair, almost like a throne. Against another, a slab of wood with hook-like metal pieces and strips of leather attached to it was resting. In the centre of the room, in front of the 'throne', was a raised platform covered in a smooth, shiny coated black padding. The floor was covered by a patterned carpet. Spotlights highlighted particular areas of the room. The whole effect was rather like inside a desert tent, Julie thought, her eyes wandering around the studio. On the far side, she saw the men watching a television monitor. Two of them, the two black ones, were almost naked, their dark bodies shining as though covered in oil. They were wearing only a strip of cloth hanging in front of their genitals from a thong around their waists, Julie's heart thudded as she saw their powerful, muscular bodies glistening. She knew from past experiences that they would both have long, thick black penises and her pussy tingled in anticipation. The two other men were white. One of them was dressed in a safari suit and the other, Samantha's father, Jonah, was dressed similarly to Julie, filmy pantaloons and a short vest-like top that didn't cover his chest. The pantaloons were transparent and hung low on his hips and Julie could see his rounded buttocks through the thin material. His body was as powerful as the other men. Julie hoped his penis was as powerful, too. The four men had their backs to her, facing the monitor, and the young girl walked over to see what was keeping their attention.

Looking around them, she saw there were two monitors. One of them showed the room in which she had made the doctor movie only a short while ago. She realised that the men had probably watched the movie being made on this monitor, watching her and Carol and Ray performing for Don's camera. That knowledge excited her, knowing the men had looked at her nude and intimately as the 'doctor' and Carol had explored her young body. They were all looking at the second monitor and Julie stared at it. On the screen, someone was taking a mouthful of sperm, the thick, white cream spilling out of a tiny mouth from the bulbous knob of a bright red glans that filled the screen. The camera drew back, the screen showing the face of the little girl, Samantha; and more of the man coming into her mouth. It was Jonah, her father! The man's penis was every bit as large as Julie had hoped it might be, and her tummy trembled in hope that she might get to have it, seeing he was dressed the same as her and was obviously going to be in her next movie. She also realised she was watching a replay of the movie he had made with his daughter, probably while she was making her own movie in Studio 2. She recognised the room they were in was Studio 3, where she had made her third movie.

As the camera moved back further, Julie saw that Sam was sitting on one of the negroes, his long, thick cock able to penetrate only the glans and top of the shaft into the little girl. The camera zoomed in where they joined, clearly showing Sam's vagina stretched to the extreme by the shaft entering her. As they watched, white cream began to show on the black shaft as it moved in and out of Samantha and they could see that the negro had come inside her. Then another man came into view. Samantha was holding his penis in her small hand and, as her father pulled himself back from the little girl's mouth, the other man pressed forward, his penis forcing through her cum-smeared lips and into her mouth. They could see her gag, her eyes filling with tears, then more of the thick white sperm began dribbling out of her mouth as the third man came inside her.

"Man! She takes a lot!" one of the watcher's breathed. "For such a little kid, she can sure take dick!"

"You've trained her well, Jonah," the other man agreed. "Trapper's got the biggest dick I've ever seen and look, she's taken nearly a third of it up her pussy! Does she like butt fucking?" he asked the little girl's father.

"She likes everything," Jonah replied, a touch of pride in his voice. "I've been preparing her ever since she was born, her mum and me. Her mother was a little reluctant to start, but after the first few times of involving Sam in our bed activities, she found she liked it and there's been no problem since. We wanted a kid who had no inhibitions and, with Sam, we've got one. We're now working on her little brother Benji. He'll be even better, I think."

"I hope I get to work with him," one of the black men said. "If he's half as good as Sammy, he'll be terrific. I mean, the things Sam did with you and the others. Man! I wouldn't believe it if I hadn't seen it." While he was speaking, the screen faded and went grey. The men all leaned back, a couple lighting cigarettes.

"He'll be great," Jonah responded. "It won't be too long before I'll bring him along. Don wants to do a couple of movies with him with women first, though, I think."

"I'd better have a talk with Don then, I guess," the man said. "I'd like a crack at a new boy. Hope you don't mind?" he added to Jonah.

"No, man. Go for it. He's got a nice tight butt."

Julie was surprised. The men were so matter-of-fact about Samantha and her brother. Their father was preparing them for stardom in these movies... just like her. The realisation that she was no different to those children - and that the men probably spoke about her in an off-hand way as well - was a rather rude shock. She then thought that it didn't really matter. She liked what she was doing. She was earning a lot of money and living a lifestyle she would never have had with her mother. She had a boyfriend (and a lot of men friends and lovers!) and she liked what she did. She hoped Samantha and her brother would too.

"Hey! Here's our sexy little patient! Can't wait to examine that little pussy of your's!"

Julie turned towards the man who had spoken. It was one of the black men. As he spoke, he fondled himself beneath the lap-lap.

"You did well, Julie," Jonah said, turning towards her, a smile on his face. His eyes went up and down her body. "Mmmmm...you look very sexy in that outfit. I guess you realise I'm in your next movie," he said, looking down at his own costume.

Julie's eyes couldn't help but appraise her new co-star. The vest he wore didn't even cover his nipples, nor any part of his muscled chest. It was really just a skimpy Arabian Nights type of top that his arms went through but did not serve any useful purpose. Her eyes travelled down his smooth, tanned body, over his washboard belly, his navel flat and barely visible. He had no hair on his belly at all, his skin looked smooth and satiny. Then her eyes went lower, to the waist band of his filmy pantaloons. Short, dark pubic hair peeked above the waist band and she could see a small patch of it through the flimsy material. The 'waist-band' was as low as her's, running in an arc from low on his hips to the base of his belly, coming just above Jonah's pubic mound; and Julie stared at the size and shape of the man's semi-erect penis where it curved out under the material, clearly visible through the semi-transparent cloth, making the soft cloth tent out.

"I'm to be a rather cruel shiek," Jonah went on, noticing her eyes looking at his penis, which was almost directly in front of her face. It was something he got off on with Sam...the fact she only came up to level with his cock and he was always 'there' for her at home and loved nothing better than to wander around naked, brushing himself against her whenever he could. Sam loved it, too, seeing as a special game between them.

"You like it?" he asked Julie, sliding his hand down onto his thick curving member. Julie swallowed and then nodded, her groin tingling at the way the semi-hard penis moved under his touch.

"Hey, little girlie. There's two more of them you gonna get," one of the black men said, standing up as the screen went blank. His lap-lap jutted out, the rectangular piece of cloth just covering the stiffness of his penis beneath it. His large testes were exposed to her, though, and Julie couldn't help but gasp as she saw the size of the sack dangling from beneath him. It looked shiny, smooth and black.

The other man turned towards her and he was also aroused, his lap-lap sticking out in front like his partner but still hiding his testicles.

"We are all in your next movie," he said grinning. "Reckon you'll be able to handle us?"

"From what we saw just then, and from what Don says, this sweetheart can handle more than we can offer," the other man said, his eyes warmly caressing over Julie's body. "My name's 'Long John'," he added. "My professional name, that is." He laughed, his face quite open and friendly, his teeth startlingly white against his dark lips. "This is Malcolm," he continued, introducing the other dark man. "And Jonah you've met."

"Hi," Julie said to them all, again, finding it so strange to be making small talk with grown-up men who were soon going to be fucking her and doing all sorts of sex things to her for the camera. She wondered if she would ever get used to it. She sort of hoped not - as this situation she found quite sexually exciting; and, from the look of the men, they also found it exciting.

Don suddenly entered through the far doorway with two other men. They were both carrying cameras and were normally dressed so Julie didn't think they were going to be in her movie. Behind them came Sam. The little girl's face was still flushed from her exertions with the other men who weren't around. She smiled when she saw her father and ran to him, jumping up and hugging him.

"Did I do good, daddy?" she asked, leaning back in his arms.

"You sure did, pumpkin. You were great! I'm really proud of you. And mummy and Benji will be proud, too." He squeezed the little girl to him. She was still naked, her body damp from her recent shower and she had her legs wrapped around her father's waist and Julie caught a glimpse of her reddened, puffy sex between her legs. It was obvious it had been recently used. But the little girl showed no sign of discomfort or embarrassment. In fact, she was much bubblier than Julie remembered she had been at her first session and it was hard to realise that this Sam's first 'public' sexual experience. Her father was right...he had taught his daughter very well.

"Okay, everyone. We're ready to go. This is Phil and David," Don said as he approached. "We're going to use three cameras for this film, getting shots of all that's going on from different angles." He turned towards the men who would be in the film. "You guys have been briefed. You know what the storyline is." The three of them nodded and grinned in anticipation. The director turned to Julie. "Sweetheart, you know just to do as you're told and play it by how you feel." He touched her shoulder lovingly. "I know you'll be as fantastic as ever." He then spoke to Sam, who had been put down from her father and was looking at Don. "Sammy, you just do what daddy, John and Malcolm tell you. They're going to do things to you like the men did in your other movie, but also some different things. Some of them you might not like, but that's okay if you just show you don't like it. Okay?" By the way he spoke and the looks he gave Sam's father, Julie knew the little girl was going to be involved in more bizarre types of things than she realised. The very thought of it caused Julie's tummy to roll over in excited anticipation. Don had obviously got another request for a 'specialty' movie - the sort Julie had found she enjoyed and had asked him about.

"Right. We'll start with you on the throne there, Jonah and Julie standing beside you," Don said, getting everyone into position. "You can be feeling her up. John and Malcolm will bring you in, Sammy. You've been a naughty girl and they're bringing you to their boss. Your daddy is a shiek, a prince of his people and has lots of girls in his harem that he uses for fun. You and Julie are two of those girls and your daddy owns you. He can do anything he likes to you and you can't refuse. If you're naughty, he can punish you anyway he wants to. Understand?" The little girl nodded, her eyes wide and so innocent looking.

Her small, nude body was delightfully formed, Julie noticed, the cleft in her plump pubic area deep and pronounced, unlike her own which was almost hidden when she was standing. And Sammy was plumper in the chest area than she was, the younger girl showing more swelling around her nipples than Julie. She almost had small breasts. Her belly was more rounded, too, making her sunken navel stand out. All in all, Julie thought, Samantha was a really cute little girl. She saw the youngster looking at her and she smiled.

"Okay, people. Let's get into it." Don clapped his hands and everyone took their positions, John and Malcolm taking Sam with them behind the curtain, while Jonah and Julie stepped up onto the raised platform. The two cameramen went to each side of the studio and Don took charge of the filming from the centre of the area. Jonah sat on the large throne and took Julie's wrist, bringing her to stand beside him. He began touching her nipples through the thin material as Don called "Action!"; and her next movie got under way.

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Jonah tugged on her nipples, squeezing and pinching them into stiffness. He undid the button on her vest and exposed the stiff nubs for the camera. Julie could see the front of his pantaloons tented and saw the pink of his glans where it was leaking against the thin material, making the material transparent. She acted naive and innocent, not resisting the 'shiek' as he fondled her, letting him do as he wanted, but not responding - just standing beside him. Jonah removed her top and let it fall to the floor, his large hand caressing over her bare chest and belly in slow circles, getting lower and lower each time he went down her belly until his fingers were sliding over her bare mound, slipping just beneath the waist-band of her pants before travelling up again.

He put his arm around her and drew her closer, his hand resting on her almost bared buttock. He pressed his other hand over her mound, outside of her pants, pressing into her moist softness.

"Hmmmm. You have a nice hot little pussy," he said, his fingers pressing her pants material into her slit. He slid them up and down her groove and Julie felt herself swelling and lubricating under his touch. He felt it, too and he grinned.

"Ahah! My new little concubine likes her pussy played with, hey?" He took her hand and put it into his lap. "You also like to play with big dicks?" he asked her, pressing her hand over his large, hard shaft. "What about having this stuck up your pussy? You think you'll like that?"

Julie knew Jonah was playing his role, and she played her's. As much as she would love to have the man's hardness inside her, she acted shy and pulled her hand away, trying to twist away from her master. He held her firmly though, tugging her pantaloons down with his other hand as he pressed her against him.

"You must not resist," he said menacingly. "You are here for my pleasure. You understand?" The young girl nodded, an expression of fear on her face. Out of the corner of her eye she caught Don giving them both the thumbs up as he came in to focus more closely on them. Julie felt her thin panties drop past her thighs and float to the floor, leaving her standing nude. He pushed her hand through the slit in the side of his pantaloons and Julie was suddenly holding on to the hot, thick hardness of his bare shaft. "Rub me!" he growled. "Rub your hand up and down my cock!" As he spoke, his large hand covered her pubes, his fingers curling in underneath her and fiddling with her moistness. "Ahhh! Your pussy is already eager for me!" he said. "So hot and wet! And what's this?" he asked as he found her clitoris and began squeezing it between his fingers. Julie couldn't help but move to crouch over as exotic tingles coursed up through her belly.

"Ooooh!" she gasped, jerking back, her hand coming off his penis.

Smack!!!

Julie gasped as Jonah suddenly smacked her hard across her bare buttocks. It stung and she wondered what on earth she had done! Tears sprang into her eyes and she stared at him in surprised hurt.

"I did not tell you to let go of my cock!" he said angrily. "Did I not say you were here to please me? Hey?" He squeezed her clitoris hard, the feeling not unpleasant.

Julie realised he was still just acting his role, but that he was serious about her doing as he said or she'd cop it. She swallowed and nodded, wanting to rub where he had smacked her but not game enough. She let him put her hand on him again. He eased up and slid his pantaloons down and pressed her hand in against his testes as well as the base of his shaft. In spite of her hurt, Julie stared at him. His penis, now she could see it, was as big as any she had seen and it curved in an upwards arc from his shaved groin. He had a patch of dark pubic hair in a V that ended at the base of his penis, leaving his testicles and between his legs smooth and hairless. He pushed her hand around, making the spongy testes roll around beneath it and she fondled them as he wanted. He leaned back in his chair with a smile, his legs opening wider.

"Suck my cock," he said, his fingers going in between her thighs again, probing now at her opening.

Julie leaned forward towards the red, flared and glistening crown of Jonah's penis. She could see that it was wet at its tip and her heart pounded as she brought her mouth closer, already anticipating the silky salty taste she had grown to love. As her mouth opened over his swollen knob, his fingers entered her vagina, pressing upwards into her. She shivered in pleasure as he began roughly frigging her and she brought her mouth down over his crown and began sucking his pre-cum out of his slit. Her mouth was filled with his flesh and he grunted and thrust upwards, forcing her throat to open as she sucked on him, her hands rolling his slippery testicles in their soft pouch. She could feel herself starting to head towards climax and judged that Jonah was near as well from the hardness of his shaft and the increasing tempo of his thrusts.

A sudden commotion caused Jonah to remove his wet fingers from between her legs and sit up, Julie's mouth sliding from his knob with a loud 'SLURP' and 'POP'. She stood up in confusion as the two black men came into the 'tent' pulling a struggling naked Samantha between them.

"What's this!" demanded Jonah angrily. "Why are you interrupting me? I'll have you whipped for this!" Julie thought he was really angry and had to remind herself this was just a movie. She wiped her hand over her mouth, which was wet and sticky from Jonah's penis. She was suddenly smacked on the buttock again and stumbled forward off the platform. John grabbed her by the arm as she staggered into him, surprise and hurt on her face. Jonah glared at her. "You do not like the taste of my cock?" he growled at her. "I saw you wipe me from your mouth. You do not!!" He looked at his two guards. "What has she done?" he asked, pointing at Sam.

John bowed his head. "She has disgraced herself, Highness," he replied subserviently.

"Disgraced herself? In what way?"

"She wet her sleeping mattress, Highness," Malcolm said, dragging Samantha in front of her father. The little girl looked up at him, her blue eyes wide, an expression of fear on her face. Julie thought she acted superbly for such a little, inexperienced girl. Then she thought that maybe she really was scared. She remembered that she was the first few times, wondering what was going to happen to her.

"You mean she pissed on her sleeping mat?" Jonah asked as though astonished anyone would dare do this. The guard nodded and Samantha looked guiltily up at her father. "She must like piss," he mused. "You like piss?" he asked the little girl. She didn't answer, but hung her head. Her father looked her up and down, then his eyes swept over Julie. He rubbed his chin thoughtfully, leaning back in his throne, legs spread and still fully aroused. "Two little ones who need to be taught how to behave in my harem. Hmmmm. What punishment?" He seemed to think while the group stood silently before him. After a moment, his face lit up. "Aha! I have the perfect penalty for a girl who needs to learn obedience and one who needs to learn a lesson." He looked at John and Malcolm. "Take the little one's legs and turn her upside down," he ordered.

The two men immediately took one of Sam's ankle each and the little girl gave a squeal of surprise as they suddenly had her hanging upside down between them, her head almost touching the floor, her legs pulled apart exposing the crimson inner flesh within her slit to everyone. Julie saw that Samantha had two pronounced ovals of fleshy labia surrounding her vagina, framing the passage into her. At the join at the top of her lips, her hooded clitoris was large, like a solid tube of flesh running from beneath her mons veneris, its shiny red tip poking out from under the hood.

"You," Jonah said, pointing at Julie. "Step over your little friend. Straddle her." Julie looked at him, trying to understand what he meant. "Help her," he told the 'guard'.

John pulled her around and she stepped over Sam, between her wide-spread legs as he forced her to keep moving at the little girl and she would have hit her if she hadn't stepped over. John stopped her just as she was straddled over Sam, a leg each side of the youngster, their sexes almost touching. From her position, Julie had an idea of what Jonah intended.

"Put your pussy on your friend's," the man ordered. "Pull them open," he instructed his guards. The two black men pressed their fingers around each girl's pubes, pulling them open. John pulled downwards on Julie's labia, making her drop lower until she was pressed against Sam's sex. Her moist centre tingled as the heat and moistness of the little girl began to pentrate her silken inner flesh. John fiddled with her clitoris as he kept her against the inverted girl between her legs and Julie felt tremors of desire rush through her.

"Piss!" Jonah demanded to Julie. "We'll teach your little friend to pee her sleeping mattress. Piss in her." Julie actually found the thought exciting and tried to force herself to comply, but nothing happened. The three men (and Don's camera) were all fixed at where the two girls joined, waiting to see Julie pee, but she couldn't. She looked up at Jonah in despair. "I don't see anything," he said. "Lift her up a little until she begins. Come on. We are waiting."

Julie concentrated on her bladder, forcing herself to start. Then she felt the movement inside her and relaxed, her urine starting to trickle from her urethra, dribbling onto Sam's opened sex. Both John and Malcolm pulled Sam wider as Julie's urine began to flow faster and she saw it entering into the little girl's vagina, the excess splashing and trickling down over her. Sam was looking upwards, a little smile on her face as her body was wet, the hot urine tickling as it ran down her body and dripped from the back of her neck. It was hotter where it went inside her and she could feel the liquid deep in her body. Her daddy often did wee's in her after he had come when they fucked and she liked the feel of the hot liquid going into her depths and then trickling out when she was full. This was very different, though, having a girl wee on her - there wasn't the forcing inside her that there was from her daddy's penis. This was a more gentle filling, and more wee ran over her, but it was also more exciting on her outside because her button got the full force of Julie's wee.

Julie watched herself peeing, John and Malcolm pulling Sam as wide as they could and she could see her urine bubbling inside the little girl's vagina, filling up then spilling down her body both front and back. Finally, she stopped and raised herself up a little. Sam's sex was filled with urine. Julie looked up at Jonah for her next direction. The man was holding himself, his penis stiff and sticking up red and swollen from his fist. She could also see that both black men had erections, their lap-laps sticking out in front of them.

Jonah looked at her for a long moment, a teasing smile on his face, before he spoke. "Good," he finally said. "That's part of the punishment. Now, sit on the floor."

Julie stepped from between Samantha's legs, her thighs wet from her dribbling. She looked at Jonah and he waved an imperious finger at a spot next to Sam indicating she was to sit there. The floor was wet with her urine, but she sat where he had pointed, wondering what was next.

"Turn the little one over and let her friend enjoy her own piss," Jonah said to his 'guards'. They had already begun to invert Sam and Julie realised they already knew the script for the movie. Only she and Sam had no idea of what was to happen. But Julie knew what was coming now and she leaned back on her arms, her head tilted back as the men brought Sam over her. No sooner was she tipped upright, the urine began pouring from her vagina. She was positioned directly over Julie's open mouth and she drank the discharge. She could hear the men making comment and see them watching her in amazement as she so willingly swallowed her own pee. They didn't know that she often enjoyed waterplay with Don and Pete - ever since her first wetsex movie on her first shoot. She liked the acidity and tartness of her own urine, less pungent than Don's and Pete's. This time, she could taste the musky tang she knew was Sam's pussy taste; and she could also feel threads of a slimy thicker essence which she knew was the sperm left over in Sam's pussy from the men who had recently performed with her in her previous movie. As she felt it going down her throat, she fleetingly wondered who it was she was tasting.

Sam finally emptied herself into Julie's mouth and the flow stopped. Julie swallowed the last drips and then lifted her head and licked around Samantha's spread sex, the men holding her in a squat position above Julie. They both grinned and looked at each other and Jonah when they saw her taking the initiative. Her tongue slipped into Sam's vagina and she did what Carol had done to her earlier. It was the first time she had tried cunnilingus and her mouth pressed over the little girl as she began to discover the pleasure in this act.

"Enough!" cried Jonah, standing up, his naked body muscly, tanned and commandingly erect. The men lifted Sam up and away from Julie, putting the young girl to her feet. Julie was left stranded on the floor before the 'shiek'. At a nod from Jonah, John took hold of her arm. "I did not tell you to start licking pussy!" he said, his stiff penis sticking up mesmerisingly in front of him, his large testes dangling beneath. "Take them to the wall," he told his men.

The two girls were taken roughly to the side of the studio which had the slab of wood with the hooks and straps attached. Julie felt a surge of nervous sexual anticipation as she was manhandled by the strong dark man against the board. Pressing his near naked body against her's to press her against the slab, John grabbed her arm and forced it up to the strap and, before she could react, he had her fastened by the wrist. Julie was not really aware of what he was doing, though, as, by pressing against her, she could feel the solid length of his penis being pressed against her, running from her belly right up to her throat. The man was huge! His lap-lap had slipped and she could feel his hot flesh moist against her and she was almost overcome with the slick feel of him. As he attached her other wrist to the other strap, he moved himself against her, his rod rolling over her stiff nipple. Her face was pressed into his smooth, muscly chest and her nostrils filled with his masculine scent. Then, to her disappointment, he stepped back from her, his strong warmth leaving her body tingling, bending down and fastening each ankle to a strap near the base of the slab. Julie was spread-eagled, immobile. She saw that Sam was strapped beside her the same way.

The two men removed their brief costumes which no longer hid their sexual organs as they were both now fully aroused and Jonah sat back down on his throne and watched them, the two black men standing naked before the two girls. The gaze of the youngsters was drawn to their huge penises sticking upwards from the men's groins. The men were absolutely huge! Julie knew that Jonah was above average in size; and John and Malcolm were even bigger, their penises as long and as thick as her fore-arm. And they were so black they were almost blue, shining like satin with a deep plum-coloured glans like a beacon at the top of their shafts. Malcolm's was half-covered by his foreskin, but John's was fully exposed, flared and moist looking.

"You can use the one in front of you," Jonah said to them. "Try not to hurt them too much." He grinned at the girls lecherously. "Then I will take my pleasure."

The two black men stood for a moment, their eyes greedily exploring the bodies of the young girls spread-eagled for their pleasure. The girls, in turn, stared helplessly at the men's rampant organs, giant testicles dangling ponderously beneath them both, knowing the monstrous cocks were going to be filling some part of their anatomy before long. But the men had other things to do first.

John dragged a box from between the girls that Julie hadn't noticed before. She stared at it as he raised the lid. Her tummy flipped when she saw some of what was inside. She could see pegs and clamps, a couple of vibrators and rubber cocks, leather thonging, wires and several things she had no idea what they were; and she knew they were to be used on her and Sam. He took out two vibrators, giving one to Malcolm. They both began teasing the girls with them, John running it up the inside of the Julie's legs, stopping just short of her sex. He skirted around it, the vibrating plastic knob teasing around her pubic mound, up over her belly, stopping in her navel, then on up to her nipples, which had hardened at the sense of the machine approaching them. John teased her nipples, first one, then the other, running the smooth, shivering vibrator over Julie's pale nubs, causing her skin to crinkle. He nipped the other with his teeth, taking alternate nipples in his mouth and biting the very tip making Julie cry out in pain and excitement. Then, while he was sucking on her right breast, he dragged the vibrator down from her left nipple and brought it up between her legs. He only played it around her slit for a moment before thrusting it up inside her, the hard, vibrating plastic making Julie gasp, writhing her hips in a vain attempt to stop the intrusion. She was aware the camermen were focussing in on both her and Sam while Don was filming from the centre of the studio.

John pushed the vibrator up inside Julie, then withdrew it and put it to her mouth, forcing the now slick object through her lips and almost making her gag as it pressed to the back of her throat. A taste now so familiar to her filled her mouth - the taste of her own pussy juices. It was more pure than she had tasted it before. Usually there was the taste of Pete or Don or one of the other men who had been screwing her as she sucked on their penises after they'd been inside her mixed with her taste. This was just her, though, without the taste of anything else. She sucked on the still vibrating rod as John moved it in and out of her lips. She could hear Sam gasping and crying out and knew Malcolm was doing similar things to the little girl that were being done to her.

She felt fingers at her sex and, glancing down past the vibrator and John's thick penis, she saw Malcolm kneeling at her feet. He had what looked to be some small metal bull-dog clips attached to wires in his hand. He was parting her labia with his other hand, stroking along her slit to ease them outwards from her inner flesh, taking one between his fingers as it protruded. She looked down to see what he was doing and John moved the vibrator out from her mouth and bent to the box again. Julie saw Malcolm bringing one of the clips towards the fleshy labia he had stretched outwards and she tensed as she realised what he was going to do. He clasped it on her fleshy lip, but it didn't hurt like Julie had expected. The clip was smooth and cold and clamped her with pressure she could feel but was not too strong. Then he did the same with her other lip, pulling it out and clipping the cold metal to it. Julie wondered what they were for. In her other movie like this, the pegs had gripped her so hard they had caused pain - these titillated her rather than hurt - or maybe she was just a bit more hardened down there after the use her pussy had been getting.

Julie heard Sam whimper and glanced across at the youngster. John was doing to her what Malcolm was doing, clamping the little girl's sex in the clips with the wires. Malcolm had taken a gadget out of the box and placed it on the floor beside him that Julie had no idea about, something she'd never seen before; and the wires ran from the clips being attached to them to that cylindrical piece of equipment. There were several other wires attached to it that had metal rings at the ends rather than clips. A warm tingle rushed through Julie from between her legs up into her tummy, drawing her attention back to Malcolm and making her legs tremble. The man had taken hold of her clitoris and was attaching another clip to this sensitive bud. A little flicker of nervousness touched her. She knew the clips were being attached for a reason...and she didn't think it was going to be all fun for her. A quivering flutter zig-zagged through Julie as the man clamped the metal to her clitoris, the pressure creating a mass of tingling in that tiny ridge of flesh. She heard him grunt with satisfaction as he slid his finger around each of the clamps, then he kneeled up higher and looked at her breasts. Her nipples had stiffened and were crinkled and jutting out from her chest. He took the left one between his fingers and rolled it around, smearing a jelly-like substance around it and over her pale aureole. She wondered if it was her own pussy juice. It was hard to tell as she could still smell and taste herself from the vibrator.

Malcolm then took another of the small metal clips and attached it to her nipple, the clip taking up a ridge of her fleshy mound as it squeezed together. More intense tingles immediately rippled from her nipple downwards, joining with the sensations from her sex somewhere deep in her tummy. Her heart was racing and she was breathing in shallow gasps. Being helplessly strapped to the board while the men did as they wanted, with no way to move or stop them, was incredibly exciting to her and Julie was almost reaching a climax already. The muscles in her legs were like jelly and she would have collapsed if her wrists hadn't been strapped up. She watched through lust-hazed eyes as the dark man smeared her other nipple with the oily substance and attached the last clamp to it. Then he stood up and stepped back to admire his handiwork, his penis rigidly erect and dribbling a white pre-cum from its engorged head. Julie couldn't keep her eyes from it, her desire so heightened she wanted it, wanted to touch it, wanted it in her.

Malcolm seemed pleased with his handiwork and he looked over at the other man working on Sam. "You ready?" he asked him and John nodded. Malcolm squatted beside the cylindrical gadget he had taken from the box and looked towards Jonah, who nodded. Julie was only vaguely aware of the signals and actions going on, her attention focussed on Malcolm's balls as he squatted. They hung swaying beneath him, almost brushing the floor. She had never seen any so big. He must come a huge amount, she thought, excited by knowing she would probably soon find out. She smiled.

Her body suddenly arched and spasmed and the two girls shrieked as their most sensitive parts were suddenly hit with a jolt of electricity. It was an intense, sharp burst that made them both lose control of their muscles and their bodies for the instant it hit them. Neither girl realised what had happened, their senses sent into shock at the sudden uncontrollable spasm that shot through them, gone only a moment after it had struck. Julie shook her head, wondering what on earth had happened. Her body tingled all over, especially her nipples, clit and pussy. She looked at each of the men and they were smiling and looking at Malcolm.

"Get a thrill out of that, did you?" Jonah asked her and Sam. "We are trying something new as a punishment today," he went on, not waiting for an answer from the girls. "Malcolm and John have rather bizarre tastes, as you have just felt. They suggested I might like what they do. And I do." As he spoke, Julie saw that both men were putting the metal rings she had noticed earlier onto their penises, forcing them to the very base of their long shafts.

"Both John and Malcolm practice electro-stimulation," Jonah was saying as he stepped down from the platform, his penis still fully erect and swaying in front of him as he came over towards them. "That means they make themselves come by using electric shocks, like the one you two just got," he explained when he saw the girls did not know what he was talking about. "This is a generator. It makes electricity when this handle is turned. The electricity goes up the wires and into whatever is at the end." He grinned at them. "You." He reached down and picked up the small generator and made to turn the handle. Both girls jerked in anticipation, but he did not turn it. He just laughed sat cross-legged on the floor in front of them.

Julie looked at the other two men. They both had forced a metal ring around the base of their penises and the tightness of the rings seemed to swell their organs even more. She could see their urethral tube swollen and standing out sharply from the underside of their shafts and the thick bluish veins that ran in wriggled tracks over their penises also stood out quite pronounced. The metal rings seemed to cut into them even tighter as she looked at them, but the men weren't bothered by this. She noticed the attached wires went to the generator and realised what Jonah was talking about. The men were going to get an electric shock as well if the 'Shiek' turned the handle of the torture machine.

She watched their two tormentors rubbing their engorged penises with some of the oily stuff they had used on her and Sam. Their organs gleamed like thick black rods under the glare of lights. Malcolm's glans was bright pink, now fully exposed from beneath its foreskin. It was widely flared, like a mushroom's top, while John's was more like a bullet head in shape and a darker plum colour. The men approached the girl in front of them, John going towards Sam and Malcolm up to Julie. Her breathing quickened as she saw him pointing his thick, horse-cock towards her and she knew it would soon be entering her. She shivered in anticipation, her body trembling. She heard Sam cry out and glanced across at her. The little girl was looking down, watching John's penis as the man bent his knees and brought himself up between her wide-spread thighs. His fingers were pulling her roughly wider, which had made her cry out and, as Julie watched, he brought his glans to her and began forcing it into her. Sam's body arched as he pushed upwards and she cried out again but could do nothing to prevent the man from invading her.

Pressure between her own legs drew Julie's attention back to Malcolm. He, too, was pulling her labia wider with his fingers, his knees bent to bring himself beneath Julie's vaginal opening. She felt pressure as he brought his flared glans to her and began to force it inwards, but it brought her great excitement as it powered its way slowly through her entrance rather than pain. There was a sharp twinge as the coronal rim finally lodged completely within her entry, then the familiar tightness as a thick penis once more began to fill her vagina, the pressure under her pubic bone, the fullness in the base of her belly, the rubbing across her hardened clitoris, the feel of the man against her. These sensations brought her to a little climax, a wave of pleasure washing over her and making her moan.

Once he was embedded as far as he could go, coming up against Julie's hard cervix when only half buried, Malcolm kept himself perfectly still inside her. He watched his partner slowly forcing himself into the smaller girl. He could only get an inch or so of his penis into the tight little vagina, the bulk of the shaft showing outside of her. Once he was in as far as he could get, he, too, stayed still. Both men looked towards Jonah and nodded. He turned the handle sharply.

Julie and Sam squealed piercingly as their bodies were zapped with an incredible electric current. The two men jerked and their penises seemed to double in size inside the girls. Julie felt the electic shock the full length of Malcolm's penis inside her, the buzzing tingles shooting out into her body. The clamps on her labia, clitoris and nipples burst with power and her tender parts stiffened uncontrollably as the current zinged through them. It was a short, sharp burst...almost instantly gone, leaving them all with quivering muscles and a feeling of weakness. Julie could feel Malcolm's penis twitching inside her, swelling and throbbing in slight pulses.

Then Jonah spun the dynamo again. This time, the shock was harder, longer and stronger and all four of them gasped as their sexual organs stiffened and swelled with the surging current. Julie was almost overwhelmed, the electricity causing a jarring jolt as it hit but then giving way to surges of sexual pleasure like nothing she had felt before. It was like having instant climaxes that lasted only a second or so, leaving her body feeling weak and quivery like it did after orgasm. Malcolm's penis filling her, gave off its own electric charge as the power surged into the turgid rod. She was aware of the man's deep breathing, his large body covered in sweat, glistening and muscly before her. The sight of him impaling her increased the whole sensation for her. To her surprise, she was enjoying her position of helplessness and the pleasureable torture that was being inflicted.

The next jolt of electricity was even longer and more intense than previously. This time, both John and Malcolm cried out and Julie felt the penis buried in her, seemingly grown to gigantic proportions to become a hot solid plug inside her, began jerking and spasming. Then she felt a familiar wash deep inside her and knew the man was squirting his seed into her. He hadn't moved. He had just been standing still in front of her... no moving himself backwards and forwards in her pussy. The electricity had brought him to climax. And it was an intense one at that - burst after burst of hot semen spurting into her womb. And as he came, Jonah cranked the handle of the generator again and Julie felt herself losing control again, but this time, in the throes of her own climax. Malcolm's penis was still pulsing and spurting semen into her and she felt her sex clenching and tightening around his hardness. Tingles from the electrical charge rippled through her, mixing with her orgasmic pulses and creating an intensely deep orgasm that made her lose all awareness of everything except her own pleasure zones.

It seemed to take ages before Julie finally regained some semblance of awareness. She was hanging limply from her straps, her body exhausted by the intense spasms that had rocked her. Malcolm had withdrawn and she could feel a tickling down the insides of her thighs and knew his sperm was leaking from her swollen hole. He was taking the last of the clips from her, his fingers barely felt as he removed the one from her clitoris. She hadn't felt him take off the others. His penis was softening, drooping from his groin like a small trunk. The tight metal ring still indented the thick organ but, as she watched, the man slid it easily from his softening member and dropped it back into the box. A thread of sperm leaked out of him, dangling from the end of his penis. It dripped on to the floor.

Julie looked over at Sam. The little girl was hanging limply from her bonds, her tiny body sagging as though she was unconscious. Concern for the girl brought her back to total awareness; but, before she could ask about her, Sam lifted her head and smiled at John and her father, although her look was still dazed. Julie looked at Jonah as he studied his daughter with asatisfied smile on his face. He was still rampant, his penis glistening with pre-cum and as stiff as it was earlier. He caught her looking at it and smirked.

"You not had enough?" he asked, turning towards her. The cameramen kept on filming and Julie realised they weren't finished just yet. "You want some of this, huh?" he said, touching his penis. "You want this up your little pussy? Both of you?" Neither girl responded, mainly through exhaustion. They both just looked at him.

He came closer to Julie and looked between her legs. "Look at the jizz dripping out," he said to Malcolm. "You'll have to wash that out before I can fuck her," he commanded imperiously. Then he looked at Sam's sex. "Her, too," he said to John. "How can I fuck them with your stuff still in their pussies? Wash them out."

Without hesitation, the two men came back to the girl they had used, their penises in hand, now soft but still huge. Julie straight away realised what was going to happen. Her heart beat faster in response to her excitement. She watched Malcolm's penis as he brought it back to the space between her legs. He pushed the soft glans up between her labia and back inside her, holding himself in her with his fingers. Julie felt a sudden hot flush go through her, up into her belly. It was as she had guessed. She and Sam were to be washed out with the men's piss. She felt herself filling up as Malcolm emptied himself inside her, the hot urine rushing out from her as she could take no more. It was hot down the insides of her legs as it ran down - cold against her skin and feet as it splashed back from the floor. Julie's vision was filled with the shiny body of the naked man and she wanted to touch that body, to run her fingers around his testes and over his penis, belly and chest. She wanted to suck and bite his nipples and lick the sweat that ran down his legs. But she was unable to. She loved doing those things to Pete and Don and to her lovers, but she was helpless, her bonds fast, and she could not respond in any way. The frustration seemed only to heighten her pleasure as Malcolm washed her insides with his fluid. He tweaked her nipples with his free hand and bent down to nuzzle into her neck. It brought julie to another climax and she moaned as the waves of pleasure washed through her again. He must have felt it through his penis when her vagina contracted around him and she felt him smiling into her neck and he squeezed her nipple tightly.

His flow slowly eased, allowing the pressure inside her to diminish as his urine trickled out of her. He allowed his soft penis to slip from her and stepped back. The floor was wet. Malcolm squeezed himself and turned to Jonah.

"You want me to release her?"

"Yes," Jonah replied. "And the other. Lay them down on the platform."

John and Malcolm unstrapped the girls and carried them over to the platform. The girls were placed on their backs, side by side, the three men towering above them looking at their bedraggled bodies.

"Are you both going to be good little girls now?" Jonah asked them. "Are you going to do what you are told?" Julie and Sam nodded obediently. "Good!" Jonah responded, sitting on the edge of the platform, his penis still fully erect. "You can now lick each other's pussy," he said. "Clean off the piss before I fuck you both." He reached out and stroked up each girl's leg.

Sam turned herself around and rolled over Julie, her lithe little body spreading itself over the older girl's, her legs parting over Julie's face, her sex over her mouth. Julie opened her legs when she felt Sam's hot breath on her bare pubes, which were cold from the drying pee. The feel of Sam's tongue slipping down between her labia brought a sigh from Julie. The little girl was so gentle yet knowing exactly where to go and what to do. As Julie opened her own mouth over the little girl's sex, she thought that Sam had obviously done this before - probably with her own mother. Julie wondered if she would ever do it with her own mother! Then her thoughts dissipated as she tasted Sam's taste again,this time with the strong acid taste of urine and semen mixed with it. Sam's tongue was teasing her clitoris and licking around her swollen genitals and Julie felt herself starting to become aroused again. From the movement of the little girl on her, she knew she was also enjoying their activity.

"Okay. That's enough," Jonah said. "Its my turn."

Disappointedly, the girls rolled apart.

"You. Lie down on top of your friend," he said, talking to Sam. "And you," looking at Julie, "Lie here on your back with your legs over the edge of the platform. That's it, open your legs, knees bent. You lie on your back with your backside on her belly. That's it, put your legs each side of your friend." Jonah arranged the girls as he spoke, maneuvering them so that Sam lay on her back on Julie, their pussies directly above each other's, their legs off the edge of the platform and wide apart. He fingered their vaginas as he knelt between their legs.

"Have you ever seen anything as nice?" he asked the two men who were watching him. Julie saw that the three cameras were all now surrounding them getting pictures from all angles.

Jonah leaned forward between their legs and kissed both girl's nether lips, his tongue sliding into their moist centres. He nipped their stiffened clits before he drew back. "So sweet and clean," he said. "So ready for me." He knelt up between their legs, his penis red and swollen, pointed straight at them. He pushed his hips forwards and Julie grunted as the hot hardness slid into her. Jonah pistoned himself inside her a couple of times, pressing in further with each forward thrust. Then he withdrew and Julie felt Sam jerk on top of her and knew her father was doing the same to her. His balls bounced against her pubes as he moved in and out of his daughter and Sam's buttocks rolled across Julie's pubic mound each time her father thrust forward. Then he was back inside her, his penis seeming to be even harder and hotter, slick with their juices and his leaking pre-cum. He slid the length of her vagina, up to her cervix, then back until his glans was almost out of her, then back in as deep as before. Over and over he repeated his ritual. First in Julie, then in Sam, then in Julie, then back in Sam. Julie's pussy felt like it was on fire, her clitoris a fuse that would soon make her explode.

She had lost count of the number of times Jonah had been in, then out of her - it seemed to be hundreds. Once more he slid into her, but this time he held still, his penis pulsing and swelling with a life of its own. Then Jonah jerked forward giving a loud grunt and Julie felt him spurt his semen into her, the creamy fluid a cool wash over her over-heated cervix. His orgasm triggered her own, but, just as he body began shuddering in pleasure, he pulled out, a spray of semen bursting out and splattering over both girl's crimson slashes, before he plunged into his daughter and ejaculated again. Sam squealed in delight when she felt her father coming, her body squirming on top of Julie, assisting in keeping her orgasm continuing until Jonah was, once again, pumping his seed back into her.

Five or six times, Jonah entered each girl, his semen filling their tender pussies or spraying over their bare pubes if he wasn't quick enough going from one to the other. But at last he finished and Julie felt the rigidity in his penis starting to relax as he came in her the last time, his body slowly collapsing onto his daughter and her. He kept most of his weight on his hands and knees so he didn't squash them, but he still pressed downwards and it felt good to both girls. Their arms went up and around Jonah, as far as they could. His body was smooth and shiny with sweat, his breathing ragged from his exertion. They all lay quietly entwined.

"And....fade. Great! That was bloody great!" Don's enthusiastic voice broke into their serenity, bringing Julie back to the reality of the studio and the movie. She always seemed to get so involved it became the reality, thus surprising her each time Don finished.

"How was it? Did you get it all?" the director was asking the other cameramen as the three untangled themselves and sat up, suddenly weary from their activities.

"You're a sexy little girl," Jonah said to Julie as he stood up, drawing Sam up with him. His penis was now slack and crinkled with dried and drying fluids. "I hope we can do more films like that one. They are my favourites." He smiled at her. "I think you like them, too."

"I do," Julie said, standing up.

"What about me, daddy? Was I good, too?" Sam asked looking up at her father.

He lifted her into his arms and squeezed her. "You were the best, pumpkin! You know daddy loves you the best." He smiled over her shoulder at Julie as he pressed the little girl to him. "Lets go and shower and get dressed and go and tell mummy and Benji what you did." They both hurried off, Sam waving to Julie as they left the studio for the bathroom.

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"Well. You enjoyed that, hey?" Don said with a smile as he came up and put his arm around her. "I told you I had another special one for you today, didn't I?" Julie hugged him and smiled back. "By the way, Pete wants to do one of these movies with you," he added.

"He does? Fantastic!" Julie said delightedly. "I didn't think he liked them."

"He didn't...until I showed him that one of you. The first one you did. But that's next time. You look done in....in more ways than one," he laughed. "Lie down and I'll put some salve on you," he said more seriously, opening the thin robe she had put on and looking at the swollen redness between her legs and on her nipples. "You were terrific today, as usual."

All of the others had gone and the studio was quiet. Don had packed up, the sets had been dismantled, Julie had had her shower and was resting on a sofa waiting for Don to finish so they could leave. She lay back contentedly as her mentor got the soothing cream and sat beside her. She opened her legs and Don leaned forward and kissed her pussy. "We are making a fortune from this," he said softly, his breath light across her bare mound as he spoke. He traced the tattoo with his tongue, from her clitoris, around her sex and down between her legs to her anus. He took a dollop of the cream and began massaging it gently into her moist slit as he brought his mouth away from her. "You are truly exceptional," he told her lovingly, caressing the cream into her as he gazed at her. She could see the love in his eyes and sighed pleasurably under his touch.

"I've got guys wanting to pay me for the opportunity to work with you," he told her smiling. "One look at one of the videos you've done and they're begging to have the next starring role with you. And Pete and I get it all the time, lucky us." He smiled, his fingers bringing relief to her swollen and bruised flesh, but also causing her juices to flow and her buds to stiffen. He felt her moistness and smiled at her. "You're the horniest girl I've ever known," he exclaimed. "You seem to be ready for action all the time. And no complaints."

"Why should I complain?" she asked him dreamily. "I love it. All of it." She looked at Don. "Especially with you and Pete, though. Truly."

The older man leaned down and kissed her mound, her belly, her breasts, then her lips. "Me too," he said as he drew back. He put the cream away and stood up. "Go get dressed while I put my things in the car, then we'll go get a pizza to take home to Pete. I reckon he'll be glad to see you. He'll be as horny as all hell because I told him what you'd be doing today. I hope that pussy of your's can take another couple of cocks before its ready to sleep tonight." He touched her hand to the front of his pants and she could feel his penis hard beneath it.

"I'll think about it," Julie laughed and stood up slowly, her body weary but her spirits high. She had everything she wanted: a man who looked after her as someone precious and who loved her, another lover who was more her own age and as virile as she was sexy, men who thought she was pretty and wanted to have sex and make movies with her, and a lifestyle that was something she had never dared dream was possible for herself. She was, she reckoned, at last, a real star!!