I answered an ad for a torture sex doll. The guy wanted a model for extreme simulations. They pay was good. Not too good to be questionable. I thought what the hell, give it a try. I could always use some extra money. Plus, I am bored and tired of being stuck at home. I called the number listed and went to the address the guy gave me. It was a professional studio. That gave me a sense of safety. This studio does snuff films and BDSM photo shots. I did not have the job yet. I had to show him my body. He wanted to make sure I had the tits I told him I had. It was sort of a casting couch audition. Not my first, but since the Weinstein scandal hit, I have endured fewer of them. He stood up to check out my tits. He squeezed them so hard, I thought he might burst a saline bag. Suddenly, I was surrounded by men. Maybe my loud, “Ouch” brought them to the room. I had a gut feeling this was the movie. I was making a snuff porn and did not know it yet. The men in the room grabbed my boobs violently. Pulling, slapping, biting and punching them. I fell backwards from the pain, but I was surrounded by so many men, I did not hit the ground. They lifted my sore body up and carried me to a dirty bed in the next room. They ripped my pants off and started penetrating my pussy and ass. The man who I met first started filming it like he was some famous director. My body felt their weight. I felt like my chest was collapsing. They were gang banging me. This was a gangbang rape porn, not some photo shoot like I thought. Guys nutted in me as I screamed not to because I was not on any protection. They did not care. When they had cum all they could, I was left on the floor covered in jizz. The director tossed me a wad of money, which landed in the piles of cum, and thanked me for being a whore. I got what I deserved, I guess.
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