Cassidy and Dennis sat across the table from a very important man, at least he looked very important. He was dressed from top to bottom in black leather, black knee high boots and a riding crop. He also had an eye patch over his left eye and wore some sort of military insignia that neither Cassidy nor Dennis understood. He leaned over his desk and looked Cassidy over with his good eye. He said nothing. Then he leaned back and reached into his side desk drawer and pulled out a stack of DVD’s and a sharpie. With a thick German accent he said, “You will autograph these DVD’s for me, now.” He didn’t shout, he didn’t even really sound angry, but his English was iffy enough that he came off gruff.
Cassidy pulled the DVD’s closer, sliding them across the table and picked up a few. She took a look at the first one and spun it around so this man could see the cover.
“That’s not me,” she said setting the DVD back on the table, she did the same for the next one as well. The third DVD she recognized and said, “Now this one is me, it’s from that shit hole studio in south L.A., but at least it’s me. Where did you get these other ones? This girl doesn’t even look like me, she’s fat.”
The man spun the DVD she was talking about around and picked it up and looked at it. “My wife said this was you, she ordered it off the internet.”
“Your wife is either blind or pulling some shit on you. This ain’t me. I’ve been in porn for eight years and I can’t tell you who this chick is.”
“It says Cassidy Rayne right on the box,” the man said.
“It was also probably printed in China. I have no control what people do in China,” Cassidy replied.
“I see,” the man said. “I have a whole box of DVD’s with your name on them. I want you to go through them and pick out the ones that are fake. The others I want you to sign.”
Cassidy started at this guy in his one good eye and gave him a look of disgust. “Who the fuck are you?” she asked.
“I am Colonel Von Schlinkman, the commander of this camp,” he replied coldly.
Dennis chose this time to chime in. “May I ask, what are Nazis doing holding up in the woods? World War II was seventy years ago. You guys don’t exist anymore.”
“Nazi? What’s a Nazi?” the Schlinkman asked.
“Are you fucking kidding me? You are wearing a Nazi uniform and you don’t know what a Nazi is?” Dennis asked. “You even have a German accent. You look like a poster child stereotype for what every Nazi looks like.
“We are a commune of like-minded individuals that live in peace and harmony. Out choice of clothing is coincidental.”
Dennis sat dumbfounded. “Where is that little troll dude that we came in with?” he asked.
“He was executed an hour ago and tossed in the trash,” Schlinkman replied. “What? Why?” Dennis asked.
“His kind are the sworn enemy of our people. They hunt us for food and make our
lives a living hell.
“He said you guys were the bad guys.”
“It’s all relative you know. I’m sure to him we are the bad guys, we did shoot the little fucker and toss him in the garbage.”
“Which begs the question, what are you going to do with us?”
“We have decided that Miss Cassidy Rayne is to put on a live show for the troops. You can join her on stage if you like, I am assuming you are her sex partner.”
Finding that statement very odd, Dennis got a bit angry and sternly said, “I have never touched this woman other than to pose her for a picture. She is a happily married woman with two kids.”
“How can you take pictures of such a sexual woman and not fuck her?” Schlickman asked.
“Easy actually, I don’t have three hundred dollars to pay her, and in some odd way, it would be like fucking my sister. I’ve seen her naked so many times it doesn’t affect me anymore. I’m actually surprised when she’s dressed. I think her natural state is nude.”
“Fine, then you can sit in a cell while she performs. We have many eager men and women who would love to have sexual relations with her.”
Cassidy, angry they were discussing her like she wasn’t there popped up and barked, “Do I get a say in this?”
Schlinkman smiled and tried to calm her down. She hadn’t signed his DVD’s yet and he didn’t want her so angry that she would refuse. “Please, Miss Rayne, will you sigh my DVD’s?”
“Don’t change the subject Adolf, I’m not signing anything, and I’m not putting on any live show for the troops. Not unless you have two grand in that desk drawer.”
“Two thousand dollars? To do what everyone does naturally? What makes you think you’re worth that kind of money?”
“Most women are ugly, I am not. I am what every man wants to fuck. I am the girl that these guys work with, and will never get. I am their dreams come true.”
“You are so silly girl. There is a reason why most women refuse to do what you do, it’s called respect. You have none. These “ugly” women as you put it are not ugly at all. They are only ugly in your mind as a way to make you feel better about yourself.”
“You went from Adolf to Freud in less than five minutes. I know what I know, I didn’t fall off the porn tree yesterday. I have a huge fan club and make lots of money doing what I do very well. I know how to please a man. I can suck cock like no other. I take it in the ass and I let men unload on my face and tits. Their pathetic wives would never let them do that. Those fat ugly bitches sit around watching television, eat chocolate and get fatter and lazier every day. I am thin, I am hot, I am every mans fantasy.”
“And for that they have to pay $19.99 for a DVD?” Schlickman asked. “I can’t come to every man’s house now can I? I’m sure the fat bitch in charge would feel threatened by me and kick me out. These gutless men parade around and put up with these fat bitches in the hope they get laid once a month. With my DVD, they can get laid every day.”
“You mean with their hand? That is not laid, that is just as pathetic if you ask me.”
“Then why do you own my DVD’s?” Cassidy asked like she had just declared check mate.
“My wife is a fat pathetic slug, I agree. And I would cheat on her in a heartbeat if it were not that her father is also a very powerful and rich
member of the high command. I am stuck with her and my sexless life, have no choice but to defer to your DVD’s. If I were caught with another woman, I would be shot on the spot.”
“Give me three hundred dollars and I’ll blow you right now under your desk,” Cassidy offered.
Schlickman was shaken by her offer. He stuttered and stammered and didn’t know how to reply. It was as if God himself had offered to make his life as happy as he wanted it. At least for the next ten minutes.
“I don’t pay for sex, but I may take you up on the blow job.”
“I don’t do freebies, sorry. Three hundred or nothing. And as far as your live sex show goes, it’s now three thousand.”
“You do realize we are holding you captive? You don’t have much to say in this,” Schlickman said leaning over his desk.
“Shoot me, I don’t care, nobody fucks with me,” Cassidy replied with pursed lips.
Dennis spoke up, “You have a husband and two kids to think about. This is about more than just you.”
Cassidy stopped in her tracks now thinking about her two little kids at home waiting for mom to come home. She realized that she was fucked and didn’t hold any good cards in this poker game. She leaned back in her chair defeated and looked up at the ceiling and sighed.
“The show will be tonight, a special treat for the troops. I will find you a group of men and women to have sex with, do you need to rehearse or can you fuck on command?” Schlickman asked.
“All I need is thirty minutes prior to the show to go over some details. Get me two guy and three girls and make sure none of them have any sexually transmitted diseases. I only work with people who have been tested.”
“We live in the woods, we don’t have a testing facility. You will have to do with what is available.”
“Then I want condoms.”
“Nobody wants to see condoms, it ruins the look.” “You have to give me something,” Cassidy begged.
“You’re husband and kids will get their mother back,” Schlickman replied.
“How do I know you won’t shoot me and toss me in the trash once I’m done? What guarantees do I have?”
“I give you my word you will not be harmed. As you can see by my collection of your work, I value your talents. I would never kill anyone I
admired so greatly. It would be like killing DE Vinci after he painted my portrait.”
“Wouldn’t that make your portrait worth more?” Cassidy asked. “Don’t argue with me, you will go on stage tonight, you will have sex with whoever I tell you and you will not cause my any problems. At any time you stop performing to my satisfaction, you will be hauled off the stage and punished severely. Not killed, but taught a lesson.
Cassidy stood on the stage and looked at the crew they assembled for the show. They had two hours to come up with a program and “actors” they found were a huge disappointment. There was two men and two women, all pasty white and out of shape. The women were way too old for porn and the men looked like they had no clue why there were up on stage.
“Who has done porn before?” Cassidy asked raising her hand. Nobody responded, she didn’t think anyone would. “Does anyone know what porn is?” she asked.
“I do,” one of the men replied. “What is porn?” Cassidy asked.
“I saw my mom fuck the mailman once, I was hiding in the closet.” “How old were you when this happened?”
“Six I think, maybe seven.”
Cassidy spoke up. “Anyone else?” No response.
“Ok, I have two hours to teach you what to do,” she said rolling her eyes. “Who wants to go first?” Nobody raised a hand. “You,” she said
pointing to the man who had seen his mom have sex at six years old. “Come over here.”
The man walked over and stood facing Cassidy. “What?” he asked looking stupid.
Cassidy unzipped her pants and pulled her jeans and panties down to her knees. She pointed at her pussy and asked, “Do you know what to do with this?”
The man looked at her stubble covered pussy and shrugged his shoulders. “Shave it?” he asked.
“No dumbass, you fuck it,” she replied rubbing her forehead in frustration.
“Ok,” he said and stood there like a fence post. “I want you to try to fuck me, ok?” she asked. “Ok,” he said looking her in the eyes.
Cassidy stood waiting. “Well?” “Well what?” he asked.
“Alright,” he said and scratched his nose. “I really don’t feel comfortable doing this in front of all these people.”
“In two hours there’s going to be fifty people, so you better know what you’re doing. We are going to play this like you are my boss and I’m screwing you for a raise, ok?” she asked. Now, you got me to pull down my pants, you take if from here.”
The man reached over and touched Cassidy on the hip. He smiled at how soft it felt. He looked at Cassidy and saw how pissed she was getting. He then put his finger on her pussy and stroked her stubble. He didn’t bother to look back up at her, he was pretty sure he was doing it wrong.”
“Put your finger inside,” she said.
The man pushed his finger between her pussy lips and looked up at her smiling.
“Lower, and deeper,” she snapped.
“I can’t, your pants are still on, I can’t get inside.”
“Then take them the fuck off! How hard is it to undress a woman? Most me know how to do it by puberty. You act like you never fingered a woman before.”
“I haven't,” he replied.
“How old are you?” she asked. “Forty seven.”
“Are you gay?”
“No, I would never do that.” “Do you like girls?”
“Sure.”
“Why do I think this isn’t going anywhere? You act like a three year old. Don’t you get horny?”
“Horny?” he asked.
“Do you ever get a boner? Wood? a stiff dick?”
“Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night and my penis is hard.” “And what do you do with it?”
“I usually go to the bathroom and it goes away.”
Cassidy shook her head and slipped off her pants. She stood there naked from the waist down. “Ok, I’m going to lay on my back and spread my legs, you are going to get hard and stick your dick in me, got it?” she asked.
“Ok,” he said.
Cassidy dropped down and lay on her back. She spread her legs and then her pussy. “See that?” she asked pointing at the hole. The man nodded. “You put your dick in there, get it hard first.”
“How?”
“I don’t fucking know, rub it.”
“Why did they pick you?” she asked letting go of her pussy. “They are going to fucking kill me because you can’t do what every man in this
universe wants to do.”
“Try him, he might do a better job,” the man said pointing to his co porn star.
“You,” she said pointing at the other guy. “Get over here and fuck me, now!”
Without hesitation, the second man dropped his pants exposing his fourteen inch erect penis. In one swift motion, he shoved it into Cassidy to her horror. It had been a long time since she had sex and this guy hurt like hell. She felt like she was being torn in two. “Ouch!” she yelled. “Slow down!”
By this time it was too late and the man was ready to shoot his load. “Not inside me!” Cassidy yelled.
The man, huffing and puffing came to his climax, pulled out his penis and shot a huge load of white cum up and down Cassidy’s face and chest. It was like an icecream machine blew up and scattered cream all over the walls.
“Finally,” Cassidy said rolling over in pain, holding her crotch and covered in cream. “That hurt like hell. Can you do that again in two hours?”
The man stood up and wiped his dick off with his shirt. “I can go again in an hour.”