Bethany Zachary Taylor couldn't believe her luck. The eighteen-year-old had been wanting to break into modeling and even decided to forego college to quest for her dream. She naively thought it would be a slam dunk for her - a 5'4"born blonde, lithe but with perky C-cups and a precious ass. Instead, despite contacting every moulding agency she could find there had been no interest. Until now.

A clay sculpture delegacy responded to one of Bethany's emailed headshots with an stick whirl. $ 5,000 for one day of work. The email said she would be doing a"tasteful Bikini shoot"and was offering not only to pay Bethany, but to fly her starting time category to Los Angeles and put her up in a hotel. Bethany jumped at the chance and was on her way to the studio apartment in a heartbeat.

She first thought something might be up when the taxi dropped her off at the studio. Bethany was expecting a glamorous representation high-rise ; instead, she was left at a dingy storage warehouse seemingly on the outskirts of town. Undeterred, she rang the doorbell at the front door and waited. The door swung open and a middle-aged char with a headset and clipboard waved Bethany in without saying a intelligence. The door close behind her, and in her excitement Bethany didn't notice the speech sound of a lock.

The womanhood led her into a sparsely appointed office - really just a desk with a laptop and a president for Bethany - and sat down, taking off her headset.

"okeh, so you're Bethany Taylor ? Great, thanks for coming down. This will be the easiest five grand you ever make. And who knows, maybe it will contribute to more than employment for you. I'm pink wine,"the charwoman added. The wheel spoke quickly, keeping her eyes on her laptop. She slid a heap of paperwork to Bethany and a pen."Just have some frame for you to sign, very standard. Can't scratch til you sign and we're on a tight schedule, so if you could hurry."Bethany grabbed the papers and, without reading them, signed everywhere she was told. Rose didn't feeling at her once, and just grabbed the papers back once they were signed.

"Great, let's go."And then they were off, pink wine leading Bethany through another threshold and out into the storage warehouse. The distance was heroic, and cold. Looking around, Bethany noticed a lot of equipment but more than that she and Rose were the exclusively adult female. There were over a dozen men milling around - photographers and assistants, she assumed. rosebush tapped Bethany on the articulatio humeri and handed her a plastic hanger with a skimpy bikini on it.

"You're shaved, right ?"Bethany stammered that she was. rosiness gave her a belittled smile."Good - get this on."Bethany looked around.

"Where ?"she said meekly. Rose looked at her, annoyed.

"Here. seed on, we're all professionals."With that, Rose's headset squawked and she hurried away, leaving Bethany in a room of foreign men to get undressed.

"I can do this,"Bethany thought to herself, setting down her bag. The men didn't seem to remark her, so she quickly disrobed and got into the bikini. It was even more reveal than Bethany first realized - the top was too small for her and made her breasts bulge out lewdly on the side, and the bum was a thong. Once she had it on, a man in a headset waved her over to what she assumed was the set. It was just a white backdrop under some photography lights.

"Hi, ok, I'm Jim. Let's get you on your knees, spread out, and cup your tits, look at the camera. Great."He was speaking so quickly, Bethany barely had sentence to swear out what was happening. But she did as she was told and took the emplacement, kneeling in front of the man and holding her boob in her hands. Bright luminosity started flashing and Bethany felt practically blinded."Tighter,"Jim barked."Really snaffle them. And open your legs more. good, feeling at the camera. see sexy."Bethany tried to follow his direction as the twinkle continued to flash. Suddenly, two men appeared in front of her. It took Bethany a bit to realize they were naked and were stroking themselves in her counselling. She stumbled back, away from the men and screamed.

"Ok, cut, what the shag is the problem here ?"Jim shouted from beyond the visible light. He charged up to Bethany."What are you doing ? !"he demanded.

"There's-they're-what are they doing ?"she stammered. The two masturbating men had not ceased their stroking. Jim glared at her.

"aspect, you signed the release. This is a nervus facialis shoot. All you have to do is kneel there, expression pretty, and get paid. You wouldn't be here if you hadn't signed the contract, and if you want to endorse out now, fine, but you're going to owe the studio for the flight, the hotel, and the $ 5k."Bethany stared at him. There was no way she could pay back all that money."This is for a private collecting for some fertile guy, no one is ever going to see this but him. You want to be a role model, right ? This is how everyone starts. You're not limited. So are we doing this ?"Bethany nodded, numb. Jim said null and stalked back beyond the Inner Light."Let's go !"he shouted, and the men advanced on Bethany.

She tried not to shake as she resumed her kneeling set. The two men loomed over her, pumping their hard cocks and leering at her. They looked immense - either because of her place or because they really were, she couldn't be sure.

"Open up, slut. Tongue out,"one of them commanded and Bethany whimpered, doing her best to abide by. Suddenly, twin streams of hot cum landed on her face."Eyes, too."Bethany fought her whim to blink and sputter as ribbons of jizz bathed her face, hairsbreadth and tits. She kept her bedcover position and let the cum Din Land on her.

"goodness slut,"cooed one of the virile vocalism above her and she smiled numbly. The two men disappeared and were replaced by three more. How long was this going to go on. She made the mistake of opening her lip to ask. Before any word of honor could come out, the middle of the three men roughly grabbed her by the back of her head and shoved his shaft in her sass. Bethany tried to scream but could barely breathe. The man began throat fucking her, driving his midst cock as recondite as it would go. Bethany struggled but couldn't get away. After a moment, she went limp and accepted her typeface fucking. The man grunted, burying his shaft down her throat and holding her there, suffocating Bethany against his crotch. She felt his warm cum shoot out into her throat and know she had no choice but to swallow. As soon as the man in her throat finished and released her, the former two men pumped their cum onto her face and nipple, as the first pair had. She was now wearing four loads of cum, having swallowed one.

"Next !"shouted Jim. Bethany didn't know what that meant, so she just stayed where she was. One of the men wheeled a metallic element table in from off-sides and gestured to Bethany to get up. She ambled to her base and the man handed her a pair of dizzyingly high stiletto bounder.

"Get these on and inclination over the table,"the man ordered. Bethany wanted to ask for a towel or something to clean house herself off with, but the man walked away before she had a chance. She strapped on the stripper heels and made her way over to the metallic element table. It was cold as she pressed her body against it.

"Bend over, do on !"Jim shouted, and Bethany complied. She bent at the waist, resting her cum-covered cheek on the frigidness surface. She heard somebody come in up behind her, and suddenly her bikini thong was being yanked down. Then the bikini top was unstring from her trunk and removed as well.

"Won't need this,"a manlike voice leered at her."spreadhead ‘ em."Again, Bethany did what she was told. She felt totally distant from her dead body, moving mechanically. Suddenly, there was a twosome of rough script on her body, spreading her ramification farther apart and placing her helping hand 2-dimensional on the table. It was short, and her forehead hung over the edge."Press your mammilla savorless, but look up,"he ordered. She complied, again. It will be over soon, she thought.

For a consequence, nothing happened. Then Bethany felt a rough manly deal cup her pussy hill and drag a digit across her slit. She froze - despite her looks, Bethany never dated a lot, and had only kissed a few boys. She was a Virgo. The fingerbreadth began probing her cuntlips and she heard a laugh.

"Definitely gon na involve some lube on this beef. I can barely get her receptive !"A cool down gel was smeared on her kitty-cat lips and Bethany squeezed her eyes shut. The cum was starting to dry on her side and her lid felt encrusted."Don't competitiveness it, infant, you know you want this,"whispered the representative behind her. One digit pushed into her Virgo the Virgin goof, followed by another. The man used his other hired hand to press on her lower spinal column, making her rose hip buck out toward him. The feeling of warmth from the man's fingers made Bethany's purulent betray her, and she began to lubricate against her will.

"Just like I thought,"came another voice."They all act so innocent at first. count at this slut."She felt her legs being pushed further apart and a fingerbreadth start to rub against her clitoris. The tending on her clit made her wet and she felt hot bout well up in her eyes. The man withdrew his fingers and for a present moment, Bethany stood bent grass at a ninety-degree angle, au naturel except for her exotic dancer heel and layer of drying cum, crying into the table.

Then suddenly, the man shoved himself inside her. There was no warning, just the searing pain of a thick, hard cock tearing apart her virgin twat. He kept one paw on her back so she couldn't move, and grabbed her hairsbreadth with the other. Bethany yelped as the man drove deeper into her, and covered her face with her hands while the man continued raping her. He moved his hand from her hair and slapped her ass hard, then reached between her stage and pinched her clit. His other hand moved from holding her back down to looping around her narrow-minded waist, bringing her trunk closer to his. He reached up and pawed at her mamilla, increasing the velocity at which he fucked her mean cunt. Bethany could not longer bear it and began to scream.

"soul shut this cunt up !"Jim shouted, and the man inside Bethany slammed her back down on the table, knocking the wind out of her. Before she could watch her breath, another man appeared in front of her with his cock out. He grabbed her by the whisker and forced his son of a bitch into her mouth. Bethany couldn't believe her post. It seemed like old age ago she was on a plane, full phase of the moon of exhilaration to start her modeling career. Now she was being used like a sex bird, two dick ramming her body in rhythm while she lay helplessly draped over a table.

Her goof was in so much botheration she could barely think. She had always imagined her first time would be soft, or at least consensual. Now there was a unknown man sawing in and out of her, shredding her hymen and forcing apart her virginal cunt.

The man fucking her mouth reached down and groped one of her tits, squeezing it unvoiced. Thanks to the frigid elbow room and the rubbing from the table, Bethany's pert mamilla were operose and sticking out. The man pinched one of them and rolled it between his thumb and forefinger, torturing her young titflesh. The room was total of the sound of flesh slapping against chassis. And the whole time, Light and clicks went off while Bethany's contumely was filmed for the pleasance of strangers.

"Ready, slut ? I hope you're on the pill,"growled the man behind her. Bethany's asshole were choked by the cock in her throat as the man raping her snatch grunted and shot his warhead bass inside her. He slammed his hip into her, ramming his cock into her cervix and filling her up. He waited there, still for a moment, emptying his spermatozoon into her womb. Just as he finished, the man facefucking Bethany pulled out and, still gripping her fuzz, snapped her forefront up so he could paint her facial expression with his cum. She felt some land in her back talk and in her centre, and blinked helplessly against the downpour. When he was finished, he simply let her go, her side falling into the table. The man behind her withdrew and slapped her ass like she was a horse being put away wet.

"Get the cum shot,"Jim barked, and a man with a camera ran up to get a close-up of Bethany's ruined yap, weeping sperm and a small parentage. The tv camera man pried her cunt lips open and probed her cuckoo with his fingers.

"She's still pretty smashed,"he called back. Bethany's whole body ached. Her knees were buckled straight from the fixed affectation and her pussy throbbed with soreness from the assault. Having her upper consistence bent and pressed against the board made her aching, and she barely had the intensity level to face-lift her hands to her aspect and weep. Meanwhile around her, the men reassembled and looked over the recording of her abasement, chatting like it was an office. She had just endured multiple rapes, and they were acting like this was totally normal.

"P-please,"Bethany sobbed to no one in particular. She wasn't being restrained, and yet she felt as though she couldn't motion."I want to go home,"she wailed. She heard an aggravated sigh and Jim appeared in nominal head of her. Cum was still clinging to her eye lashes and pilus, and some had begun to pool around her face on the table.

"You have a real bad attitude, you know that ? Get her on the bed,"he called out."I think this just became a gangbang shoot."

"Noooo !"Bethany tried to straighten out up, hoping she could ready a run for it. It didn't matter than we had zilch on but sky-high stilettos, or that she was still dripping cum. She had to try. She only made it a few dance step before one of the men landed a poke to her abdomen. She doubled over and felt her consistence being hoisted over someone's shoulder.

"This is what you signed up for,"the man hissed in her ear. He only walked a few whole step before dumping her on an unmade world-beater bed. Bethany landed in a heap and curled into a lump, sobbing. A man grabbed her, flipping her over onto her front and spread her legs as broad as they would go. What cum was still inside her began pooling out as her ankles were locked into restraints at the corners of the bed. The man then grabbed her arms and pinned them behind her back, cuffing her place. Bethany was now fulling screaming, begging anyone to help her. No one seemed to notice. She tried to thrash against her restraints, but it was useless. Jim knelt next to the bed and she turned to him, but before she could say anything he slapped her face.

"You made a choice, slut. Don't worry, this is will all be over soon. You just do what you're told and everybody win. Here - have a drink."He pried her mouth open and poured some flashy vodka between her lips. She sputtered and gagged on the spirits and Jim slapped her again before walking away. Bethany heard a doorway overt and more bodies filling the warehouse.

The first base man knelt down between her ramification and jammed two fingers in her ache goofball. He roughly digit fucked her for a moment before sliding his shaft into her. It was even encompassing than the initiative man, and her torture slit walls burned at the intrusion. He fully lay on top of her, pressing her whole body down into the mattress. The weight on her pinned arms was excruciating, matched only by the sharp pain in her twat. The man raping her twat reached around to squeeze and grope her tits, kneading them with his work force. He pulled her up so they were both bow together and continued pumping his putz into her helpless body. Just as he pulled her up, a man took up position kneel in front of her face. Her eye makeup, so carefully applied this sunrise, was streaming down her face commingle with tears and cum. He pulled her pass back by her hair and placed his other handwriting around his throat.

"I like it uncut,"he said to her, matter-of-factly, before tightening his hand around her throat and squeezing. As his paw choked her neck, he began to choke her throat with his cock. Once again, Bethany felt her body being sawed back and forth between two unrelenting male torso. The man raping her oral cavity was growling at her, calling her a garish whore as he slammed her face against him. He fucked her look like he hated her, like he wanted her to stand ( which she was ). The man raping her slit was going at her with like gusto, occasionally pinching or twisting her clit, just to hurt her. He finally came, burying himself as late into her slit as potential, making sure to piston his semen deep into her. The man raping her mouth eventually finished as well, coming down her throat and holding her fast against him, making indisputable she had no choice but to bury.

The men were quickly swapped out with another pair, and the violation continued. Bethany lost count of how many loads of cum she swallowed or bathed in, and how many putz had been jammed in her tortured cunt. She had almost passed out a few fourth dimension, but was always brought back by a acutely spanking or cruelly twisted tit. Bethany wondered how many 60 minutes of film there was, recording her seemingly endless torment.

"Ok, this finale one is just for me,"she dimly heard Jim call out to the room. He was met with laugh and Bethany thought she heard some back patting as well. Jim's clothes landed on the level around the bed, and Bethany felt him kneel between her spreadhead leg. He dipped two, then three, then finally all four fingers into her weeping cunt and began feeling around. Despite the day-long assault, it still hurt to birth a wide clenched fist pumping in her bozo."I think this gripe's slit is just about used up, what do you guys think ?"Again, the assembled men laughed and cheered at this. Bethany didn't understand. Jim withdrew his hand and smeared the mix of cum and pussy juice on Bethany's asshole.

Then she understood.

"Please, please, no !"she screamed, and used little zip she had left to try to crusade against her restraints. Jim landed a fill up fist against her lour back, hard, knocking the wind out of her. Bethany chocked and sputtered into the mattress and began screaming incoherently.

"Scream all you want, slut,"Jim said as he began probing her arsehole with his finger's breadth."That just makes it more fun for me."He scooped more fluid out of her stretched slit and added another digit to her anal assault. Bethany gave up her conflict and fully collapsed on the bed, sobbing quietly. Her anatomical sphincter muscleman attempted to keep open Jim out, but he pried them open with his fingers and began inserting himself cryptical into her. Once he was able to get his exponent fingerbreadth in down to the death knuckle, he used his other fingers to dig into her sopping wet pussy, occasionally transferring cum and cunt juices to her slowly spread back door.

"That's it,"he cooed."Be a unspoiled girl."Satisfied with her loath anal retentive opening, Jim withdrew his fingerbreadth and grabbed Bethany's hips with both hands so she was bent in social movement of him. With one, ruthless pushing he ploughed his rooster into her whoreson. Bethany screamed so loudly she thought her throat would tear. The men surrounding her in the storage warehouse whooped and cheered, and suddenly they were all around her, pumping their cock at her. Multiple hands were pawing at her titflesh, pulling her hair and rubbing her cuckoo. Only Jim entered her, though, fucking her asshole relentlessly. She could find her anal paries tearing at the assault, and while her pussy could lubricate, her virgin arse was defenseless against the tearing detrition of Jim's self-conceited cock. warhead after lode of cum landed on her expression, back and tits as the men pushed and pulled at her. At the while, Jim continued roughly slamming into her, his anal assault only becoming more sore.

"I'm gon na cum,"he grunted after what seemed like an eternity. He shoved forward into Bethany and buried himself as inscrutable into her as he could. Bethany felt the insect bite of hot cum in her battered arse, and Jim stayed lodged inside her for a few consequence after emptying his load. He finally, slowly, withdrew from her. He stood up and walked to the front of the bed, and wiped his softening cock on her hair. Bethany felt totally dead inside. She had been used in every possible way, and was now just a leak out fucktoy, bound to a dirty mattress. She couldn't even cry any more. She just wanted it to be over. Jim stroked her face."salutary slut."

She lay there for a while as the footfall retreated around her. Finally, she was alone. Almost.

She felt her leg being released from the restraints and the cuff come off her wrists. After a present moment, she gained the posture to wrick over onto her spinal column. She was sticky with cum. mount stood at the end of the bed, looking over her clipboard. She didn't seem to have any reaction to the ruined teenager in front of her, used beyond realization and sprouting bruises.

"Great job, here's your check. Oh, and since you signed off on it, the recording will be widely released, with your real figure on it. maintain an eye out, I'm sure as shooting it will be popular."She dropped an envelope, presumably with a check in it, side by side to Bethany and walked away .