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Porn Star
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Written by Thunderbolt1234, Raidrlsr@aol.com

Warning 18 or older or find another story

All characters are property of others 

This story contains very descriptive scenes of sex, bondage, murder and rape

Chapter One, Flag Girl

Flag Girl crouched along the roof edge looking down at the skylight of a building across 
an alley.  She had been given information from an informant that the owners of the building, 
a Morton Green, would be setting the building on fire for insurance money.  

She would catch them red handed and drag them downtown to the police, and prove to 
Ms Americana that she was ready to be on her own.  The buildings lights where on and 
she could see people moving about but she couldn’t see what they where doing.  

The young heroine stood and walked back several steps and prepared to run and jump 
the gap of the alley between the buildings.  She ran with all her strength and jumped 
easily clearing the buildings but landed hard on her ankle.  

Flag Girl fell and rolled crashing into a air vent, then a antenna.  She lay there stunned 
and numb, her back hurt and she had a burning feeling in her ankle.  A noise alerted her
 that someone was now on the roof and she remained still.

“I heard something, I know I did, shit I’m not deaf!“, A voice said in the distance.  
Flag Girl tried to stand but her ankle was hurt bad, and she was tangled in the 
antenna wire.  In the distance, she could see two men searching for her, and they 
where getting closer.  

She remained still and in the shadows gritting her teeth and fighting off the pain.  
The men moved to a doorway, then left closing the door behind them.  Flag Girl 
sighed and untangled herself from the cord.  She didn’t see the third man who was behind her.

He moved slowly and pulled a small gun with a metal canister on it from his pocket. 
 She dropped the last of the wire and hobbled to a vent to sit on.  As she flexed her
 ankle, the man moved quickly.  He spun her on the vent and shot the gun in her face.
  She squealed in surprise but the mist hit her and she fell over on the roof gurgling 
and slurring her words.

The man looked at her closer and could see she had a swollen ankle.  He lifted her up 
on his shoulder and carried her to the door, his hand moved up under her red white 
and blue skirt, rubbing her firm ass.  
The warehouse was set up like a mock bedroom with a nude woman and man fucking 
on a large bed.  Several camera’s filmed them from several angles and men moved 
mirrors and microphones.  

Chapter Two, Young and Tight

“Mr. Dahmeeano, look what I found on the roof, I used the gun you gave me, 
it worked great.”  A extremely fat man sat in a directors chair and turned looking 
at his worker Tom.  He then spun and yelled to the others.  “CUT, take a ten, and 
Phil get that fucking cock hard again.”

Dahmeeano walked to Tom, clutched a handful of blonde hair and lifted her head. 
 “Well well Flag Girl, of all things, wonder what the fuck she was on the roof for?”  
He walked into an office followed by Tom, still pulling the blonde’s hair as he did, 
a sound engineer followed as well.  

The sound control man flicked a cigarette butt on the floor and smiled.  “Maybe 
she was here to catch Morton torching the place, member, a rumor was going around.”

Dahmeeano peeked under Flag Girl’s skirt and looked at her white panties, a small 
camel toe caught his eye.  “He aint torching this dump, not now, since I  made a deal
 to make porns for him, and I think Flag Cunt will be in one of my movies!”  

The sound man, Carl, waved his hand and laughed at Dahmeeano.  “Yea, like Ms 
Americana is going to let you get away with using her assistant as a porn cunt, she 
will mop the warehouse up with you.”

“Dahmeeano thought a moment, then smiled an evil grin, his cock hardened at the 
thought in his mind.  “Maybe, I get Ms Americana in my movie instead of Flag Bitch, 
a little leverage using blondie here and I could score the film of a lifetime!”

Carl smiled as well, he caught on to Dahmeeano’s idea and laughed.  “So we contact 
Ms Americana, tell her Flag bitch gets an ass woopin unless she acts in a movie!”  
Dahmeeano fell on a couch laughing so hard he coughed.  “Its fucking perfect, but 
only we can know, if the actors or other stage people know, they will tip off the media.”

Tom lowered Flag Girl to the floor and stood looking down at her.  “Shit boss, she looks
 like she is eighteen, how can she be a superhero?”  Dahmeeano looked her over and
 licked his lips, he knew what he was going to get tonight, some hero pussy.

Dahmeeano wiped his brow with his sleeve and pushed the men out of the office.  
“All of you…take the rest of the day off, come back Thursday, new script, new 
everything!”  Tom and Carl knew what Dahmeeano was going to do, they wanted 
some, but Dahmeeano was nuts and did have a gun.  Carl stopped at the door and 
looked at his friend. 

 “Ya know this is rape, what you going to do, rape her, and I don’t want to be you 
when Ms Americana finds out.”  Dahmeeano just smiled and pointed for Carl to leave.

The warehouse emptied out and Dahmeeano walked in the office with a raging erection.  
He almost ripped his clothes off and stood over her, his fat belly wobbled as he shook 
with excitement but he needed to make sure she wouldn’t wake up, she was already
 stirring.  He grinned and opened a drawer in his desk and took out a small foil pack.

He peeled the foil open and a small amount of powder was inside.  Dahmeeano  held 
the desk and lowered himself to Flag Girl.  “This is 2C-B, it’s a ass kicking drug, makes 
ya see shit, you feel all good, and the best thing, you just sit and take a acid trip and enjoy!”  

He carefully put a straw to Flag Girl’s nose and with a small amount of effort, she
 inhaled all the powder.  He tossed the foil and straw aside and looked at her closely. 
 She had on a spandex tube top with red white and blue all over it, her spandex skirt matched.  

She had sexy red boots, a metal belt and a blue mask.  Dahmeeano stood and waddled
 to the camera area and grabbed a small video cam on a tripod.  He pushed in a fresh
 DVD and started the recorder, aimed it at Flag Girl and smiled.

Dahmeeano got to his knees again and pulled Flag Girl to him so she faced the camera.
  She opened her eyes but her pupils where dilated, she was on a massive acid trip. 
 Dahmeeano took her hand and waved it to the camera and spoke.
  “Hi everyone, I am Jerry Dahmeeano, and this doped up cunt is THE Flag Girl.  
Look at the camera blondie and tell em your name.”  

Flag Girl shook her head, then smiled, she drooled and her eyes rolled up in her head. 
 “I feel sooo goood, I feeeeel wow…my name is Lydia…Lydia Wills, I am Flag Girl!” 
 Dahmeeano reached around and slid her mask off making sure she looked at the camera. 
 “This is Lydia, she is Flag Girl, and I am going to fuck her.”  

Flag Girl laughed and waved to the camera as Dahmeeano replaced her mask and
  lowered his hands to her large tits.  He caught his breath, squeezed and rubbed 
her young firm breasts.  Flag Girl let out a small moan as well, she closed her eyes 
and her head fell back on Dahmeeano’s shoulder. 

“Mmmm that feels good, I see colors all around…my nipples play with my nipples 
mmmm.”  He found her nipples through the stretched material, pinched and twisted 
them.  She groaned and rubbed the crotch of her panties.  

Dahmeeano moved in front of her, laying her on her back watching her tits bounce 
under the tight material.  Flag Girl’s eyes gaped, she saw or felt nothing, in her mind 
colors swirled around her and strange shapes floated in the air.

Dahmeeano licked his lips and grasped the edge of her tube top, and peeled it up.  
Two large tanned tits popped out with beautiful bikini tan lines.  “Oh shit, fuck,
 mine, all mine, wow, what a pair!”  

Dahmeeano leaned down and sucked Flag Girl’s nipples using two hands to knead 
them as he did.  The young heroine lay there moaning and drooling, staring into space.
  As Dahmeeano sucked her nipples, his hand rubbed between Flag Girl’s legs.  
With fat fingers, he pushed and probed until he got his hand over her panty top.  

Dahmeeano groaned as his fingers felt the downy hair of her pussy.  He smiled and
 kissed her lips and was surprised she kissed back, sucking his tongue and licking 
his mouth.  “Oh hell yes, who cares about rape, this is the best ass I ever had!”  

He quickly pulled her skirt and bottoms off, smelling and licking the thin silk panties.  
She had a perfect triangle of pubic hair, blonde, and it smelled so good to Dahmeeano. 
 He maneuvered between her legs and used his fingers to spread her pussy lips apart. 
 She laughed at the feeling and stared at her hand, moving her fingers,  

Dahmeeano held her lips apart and licked her clit, feeling it enlarge a bit.  She 
closed her eyes and let out a slow long moan, reaching down and holding his head.
  Dahmeeano licked and chewed on her pussy, sucking her lips and pulling them.  

Her juice flowed down his cheeks and chin, making a small puddle on the floor.  
He looked up over her beautiful mounds and saw her eyes wide open again, she 
was mumbling something.  “Brenda…oh ggod…its so pretty the colors…Brenda.”  

Dahmeeano stopped and licked his lips, he looked at her pussy and grinned.  It was 
soaking wet and he had her pussy hair stuck to his teeth.  “Flag Girl…who is Brenda?”
  Flag Girl’s eyes rolled up in her head and she trembled, her body shook.  Dahmeeano
 at first thought she was overdosing, but she calmed down and he lightly rubbed
 her clit with his finger.

Her moans increased and she reached down and gripped his wrist, rubbing it 
against her clit with fury.  “Dont…don’t stop…I’m cumming…oh god I’m cumming!” 
 Dahmeeano had never been so hard in his life, he knew he wouldn’t last five minutes
 inside her.  She arched her back enough that all the was on the floor was her heels 
and head.  He watched her have a massive orgasm, she trembled and fell back
 breathing hard.

She shook her head back an forth laughing and spitting drool.  “Brenda is Ms Americana 
silly, she is Brenda Wade!”  Dahmeeano almost choked and had to cough.
  “Oh shit, the jackpot, rich bitch Brenda Wade…Ms Americana!”

He crawled up her, his fat sliding on the sweat of her body.  Her hard nipples
 poked his chest and her hands involuntarily hugged him.  When he was in 
position, he let the head of his cock rub against her pussy lips.  She grinned
 and kissed him deeply and sighed in his mouth.  He shoved his cock inside 
her soaked pussy and she cried out.

She panted and looked at him with wild eyes, her mouth open, she stuck her
 tongue out and licked his lips.  He kissed her again and she moaned in his 
ear whispering to him.  “Oh god it feels so good, the colors are so pretty.”   


Dahmeeano yelled as his cock slid into heaven, he felt her lips close around 
his dick and suck him in.  She looked past him at nothing, she was lost in a
 sea of acid and color.  He knew he wouldn’t last long in such a fine pussy 
and fucked her as hard as  he could.  Her tits bounced wildly under his flab
 as he grunted,  gasped and thrust in her.  

He felt the cum surging up his cock, and couldn’t stop it.  He yelled and
 pushed in as deep as he could.  His cock exploded with hot white cum 
spilling into her unprotected womb.  “God I hope your on the pill bitch!”

Chapter Three, The Plan

Dahmeeano lay on her gasping for air, winded but ecstatic.  She groaned from 
the weight and her arms flailed about.  He rolled off her and she continued to
 reach out for things in her mind.  The director stood and redressed himself 
and put her costume back on.  

He then lifted her and sat her in a desk chair watching her look about.  
She was in the deepest part of the drug reaction and she would smile, then
 frown, then cry.  Dahmeeano tied her up and called Carl to inform him what 
they would be doing the following morning.

Brenda Wade sat in her Rolls Royce as it cruised down Emerton avenue, 
heading towards her office in the Wade building.  She had several meetings
 to attend and her office mail was most likely piled on her desk.

It took only a short time to arrive and her driver was out opening her door.  
She stepped out in a short black business suit, dress extra short to show 
off her legs and walked in her spectator pumps to the revolving door of 
Wade Industries.  In her office she began the morning ritual of opening her
 mail from business clients and partners.

As she tossed envelopes in her trash, her secretary walked in with a special 
delivery envelope.  She waited till her secretary left and opened it to find a 
small DVD.  “Hmm, ok this is interesting, lets see what’s on it.”  She slipped
 it in her computer and watched it play.  

A fat man smoking a cigar was sitting at a desk and smiled at the camera, and
 spoke.  “Hi Brenda Wade…or should I say Hello MS AMERICANA!”  Brenda
 almost choked on her coffee.  She coughed and watched the man walk from
 the desk to Flag Girl sitting in a chair, tied up. 

 “As you can see we have your associate, and she has been 
very cooperative… very cooperative.”  The man slid both hands around her
 and kneaded her breasts through the tube top.  “We need to talk, you will 
come to warehouse D6 on the west side docks tonight, or I will do very bad
 things to this cute blonde girl.”

Wade tapped the intercom switch and signaled her secretary.  “I am not to be
 disturbed, no one understand?“  The secretary agreed and Brenda walked to 
the statue bust of Gloria Steinem and flipped its head open revealing a switch 
which she flipped.  She  ran to her private elevator, hidden behind a bookcase.

As she rode the elevator down, she stripped out of her business suit and into
 her red, white and blue bikini costume.  The elevator stopped and she hopped
 into her custom patriotic McLaren F1 heroine car and took off for the warehouse.


Dahmeeano had been on the phone all day making final arrangements for
 his biggest and best film.  He walked with his cell phone to the lounge of 
the warehouse to meet his three male stars.  

Eric Longwood, Wang Hung and the African monster Big Dick Black 
sat smoking pot and enjoying wine.  Dahmeeano hung his phone up and
 shook hands with the men.  “Ok here’s the deal, I am making a porn 
about Ms Americana.  I got a woman who looks just like her and soon 
she will arrive, but..she isn’t a porn actress, just a piece of ass hooker 
who wronged me.”

Longwood grabbed his crotch and pumped it several times.  “When we are 
through she will be a ripped open hooker!”  All the men laughed and toasted 
each other.  Dahmeeano laughed and chugged a bottle of wine, and took a
 hit of weed.  “Guy’s this bitch cost my brother a lot of money, I wont go
 into details but I need you guys to really fuck her, slap her around, make
 her regret life.”

Wang smiled showing off his gold teeth and sharp diamond fangs. 
 “I will make her scream you can count on it Mr. Dahmeeano.” 
 Jerry looked in awe at the Asian’s teeth.  “Wow holy shit, ya make
 ME cringe!”  

Dick, I have a special job for you, this bitch will do the movie but when she 
see’s you guys treating her rough, she may fight back, and I am filming this,
 I want her abused and fucked up, not you guys, so Dick your going to 
dope her up a bit.”

Dahmeeano handed the huge man a small face mask with a metal canister on it. 
 “Its 2C-B, a wild hallucinogen, trust me she will be cooperative…and another
 thing,  don’t take her mask off, I want her to look like Ms Americana, no
t some whore bimbo.”  

The men agreed and continued to relax and wait till called.  Jerry ran to the
 warehouse office and checked on Flag Girl.  She was out cold asleep due
 to the 2C-B keeping her awake for 49 hours.  He set up the web cam, aimed
 it at her,  and left the office, waiting for his female star.

Chapter Four, Film

Ms Americana arrived and saw the warehouse had only one visible light.
  She walked in without any care other then to hurt anyone who had touched
 Flag Girl.  The American heroine walked down a long hallway and found 
herself in a large open area with a fake bedroom set sitting in the middle.  
Around the set where several cameras.

“Hello Ms Americana, or should I say Brenda Wade.”  Ms Americana spun
 and saw the short fat man walk out, he wore a dirty T shirt and jeans, and
 was barefoot.  She moved towards him with rage and readied herself to
 kick his ass.  Dahmeeano jumped a moment then smiled an evil smile.  

“Not so fast bitch, you touch me and Flag Girl gets hurt!”  The American 
heroine slid to a stop, her boots skidding on the floor.  Dahmeeano looked 
at her now for the first time.  “Damn you have the nicest pair of jugs, are
 those real, no implants, shit, gonna look nice on film!”  

Ms Americana put her hands on her hips and looked at the man with ire. 
 “Your not filming me and in a moment I am going to ring your neck 
till you tell me where Flag Girl is!”  Jerry motioned to a table of monitors
 and one in particular.  “See she is there and one word, ONE FUCKING WORD
 and she gets hurt reeeaall bad…GET ME!”

Ms Americana stood still, and waited, she had no choice.  Dahmeeano walked
 around her admiring her body.  “Now…cunt, I am making a low budget feature
 movie and your going to do a cameo, I got some men who are just dying to
 act with you, they don’t know who you are, they think you’re an actress.  

I am going to film you busting down a fake wall and grabbing them cause they
 are robbing the place.  Its simple, act in my movie, and I sell the tape, making a fortune.

Ms Americana stood speechless, she was in shock, and just stood trying to
 think of anything to say.  Jerry let his eyes trail across her large ass and laughed. 
 “I will market it with a fake name for you so nobody knows you did the film 
and your mask stays on, but you will make the movie…or Flag Girl gets hurt.”

Two men walked onto the set, both muscular.  “I am not acting in your movie 
and if you hurt Flag Girl, I will hurt…you!”

Jerry was angry now and had no patience with a uncooperative bitch. 
 “Fine your choice, LOU START BREAKING HER FINGERS FIRST THEN 
BREAK SOMETHING ELSE!”  On the monitor a hand came into view with a
 pair of pliers and encircled one of Flag Girl’s fingers.  

Ms Americana ran to Jerry yelling.  “NO…DON’T!”  Jerry pointed to the set 
and the men.  “Then get over there, break through the wall, they will be acting 
like they are cracking into a safe, you arrest them, when its over you and Flag can leave.”

Ms Americana was beat and she knew it, she also knew they would hurt her
 friend, possibly beyond medical help.  She slowly walked to the set, then 
ran at the wall marked with an “X” and crashed through it.  

She had not looked at the set close enough, it had a huge bed, ropes,
 sex toys and lube.  The men smiled as she crashed through the wall onto 
the set and laughed when Dick Black covered her mouth with the mask,
 and pressed the canister.

Not expecting a third man, Ms Americana gasped and inhaled all the 2C-B gas. 
 She immediately staggered and saw light trails flow from everything.  
“Nnno, no why, why did you do that, I…oh I feel funny.”  Dick Black 
tossed the drug aside and grabbed a handful of her hair pulling her back into his arms. 

He reached around and grabbed the red, white and blue bikini top and ripped
 it off, then her power belt.  Ms Americana’s two massive tits jumped out and 
bounced around on her chest.  Dahmeeano had already started the seven 
cameras to record the porn of his dreams.  

Eric reached back and with all his might punched her in the stomach, 
she let out a loud grunt and fell forward.  Black let her go and kicked her in her ass
 as she doubled over.  Wang used his foot and pushed her legs out from 
under her, she fell hard on the floor.  Wang then hooked his thumbs on her
 bikini bottoms and yanked them off.  

Ms Americana had no control over her body, her arms and legs flopped
 about as she couldn’t breathe and gulped air, she then smiled feeling
 electricity slam through her body, all the colors of the world raced 
through her head.  

Dick Black stripped and walked around and sat on her huge tits letting his
 fourteen inch dick land on her face.  He grabbed her head by the ears and
 shoved the cock in her mouth, hitting the back of her throat.  Black slammed
 his man meat in her throat like a piston, her hair flew all over as he yanked
 her head up and down.  “gag…gag…ack…”  

Wang dropped to his knees and shoved her legs apart and grabbed each of 
her labia lips, pulled and stretching them.  Ms Americana felt the sting and
 burn of her pussy lips being extended.  The Asian stud thrust his thumb
 inside her pussy and pushed it as deep as he could.  “Hey she is tight, 
for a fucking superhero she feels like a fucking virgin!”

Eric had tossed off his clothes and was pumping his fourteen inch man 
meat getting it hard, he wanted her ass, he loved a big fat ass and she 
had a choice butt.  Wang pulled his thumb out and watched the juice run down his hand.  He lifted her clit hood and rubbed her pink jewel roughly making her moan.

Black pulled his cock out of her mouth and she coughed and spit 
saliva all over her chin.  “This bitch cant suck a cock, aint worth a thing!”
  He cocked his arm and punched Ms Americana in the face. 
 “You best learn to handle a man in your mouth, I break your teeth 
out ifn you don’t!”

Her eyes rolled up in her head, blood flowed from her now injured nose
 and she trembled from the drug coursing through her body.  She also
 felt a orgasm building from someone rubbing her clit.  

Wang rubbed harder and harder listening to her groans get louder
 and her body churned.  He smiled when she reached up and twisted
 her nipples, little drips of milk appeared and ran down her massive jugs.  

Eric fell to the floor and licked the milk drinking it as it flowed from her nipples. 
 He brutally squeezed her large tits making more milk flow. 
 “Yes, this bitch is a milker, such a fucking turn on, a super hero who lactates!”  

Wang moved up to one of her tits and looked at both men.
  “Ill show you how to make her scream!”  He opened his mouth, bared his 
gold and diamond fangs and bit her tit, sinking both fangs into the firm white meat
.  Ms Americana felt the pain and her back arched, her finger found her
 clit and rubbed.  Wang slurped up blood and milk dripping from 
two puncture wounds on her breast.

Eric pushed her hand aside and licked and gnawed on her clit.  She screamed
 and climaxed once, then she yelled and had a second orgasm.  Ms Americana
 lay weak and now totally in a drug daze.  

Dick Black squirted lube between her huge tits and pinched her nipples,
 wrapping them around his cock.  “She cant suck a dick but her tits are
 perfect for fucking.”  Dahmeeano moved a camera close and zoomed in
 on her pussy which Eric had spread open.  He held the lips apart and
 fingered her making a wet goosh sound as he did.  

Ms Americana lay there looking at the men and smiling.  Black saw this
 and slapped her across the face, she continued to smile.  “Dumb bitch is trippin,
 that drug is unreal!”  

Wang grabbed a huge dildo and rubbed lube all over it.  The plastic cock was 
ten inches long and vibrated.  He dropped to her masked face and slid his
 tongue in her mouth.  She groaned and kissed him, but then drooled and 
gurgled some unintelligent words.

Eric took the dildo from his friend and with no hesitation, shoved all ten
 inches inside her pussy.  Her eyes opened and her mouth was agape but
 she made no sound, then a low hiss as she smiled and closed her eyes.  
Eric grabbed the end and began to viciously fuck the heroine with it.  

Black let her tits go watching the lube drip down her side.  He stood over
 her and motioned for Wang to move.  She looked up at him and he bent
 his knees and put his asshole on her mouth.  “LICK IT BITCH,  I WANNA
 FEEL YOUR TONGUE INSIDE MY ASS!”  Ms Americana obeyed, she 
stuck her tongue deep in his asshole and happily licked.

Black moaned and smiled feeling her tongue deep in his rectum.  
“Yessss bitch, you can lick good, about time I found something your good at.
  She kissed and sucked the mans butt hole, sticking her tongue in as deep as she could.

Dahmeeano had the hard on from hell, and needed to take care of it. 
 He put the camera’s on auto and ran up the stairs to Flag Girl.  She was
 still tied up and groggy but she was coming to her senses.  “Where am I,
 who are you, untie me immediately!”

Jerry had no more 2C-B so he improvised and grabbed a wine bottle and
 smashed it across her head.  The young hero still tied up, fell over in the
 chair unconscious.

He smirked and dragged her to the open area of the office and untied her hands. 
 “Little lady, your boss down there is getting the fuck she never imagined,
 and this is just the beginning!”  

Jerry flipped up her skirt and tugged her panties off ripping them.  
He kicked her legs apart and unzipped his pants.  “Ill fuck your boss after
 the cock brothers wear her out, but I have to fuck something or I am
 going to explode, and your it!”

Dahmeeano dropped to his knees and spit on his hand rubbing the purple
 head of his rock hard cock.  He fell on her with all his weight and drove his
 cock in with one thrust.  “GOD DAMN FUCK GOD I LOVE THE YOUNG
 ONES!”  He slowed down remembering his last fuck with the heroine.  

Eric continued to fuck Ms Americana with the dildo and Wang licked and
 bit her nipples till they where red raw.  He crushed the one he had bit and
 blood dripped from the vampire like wounds.  

Chapter Five, Gang Rape

Black had enough of her mouth and stood, moving to her pussy. 
 Eric pulled the dildo out and stepped aside.  “Ima fuck this bitch proper,
 make her need and bleed, its time hero bitch,  time for the big black heart attack!”  

Wang moved to her head and grabbed her ears making sure she watched 
the black porn stud.  She grinned and her eyes rolled up in her head then
 she opened her legs.  “Do…don’t stoppp…fuck me oh god I want to be fucked!”  

Black knelt and seized her boots and pulled her legs apart further, looking
 down at her wet pussy.  He aimed his gigantic cock and slid it in slowly. 
 Ms Americana felt the size and screamed in pain.  Wang pulled her hair
 and kept her looking at Dick Black.  

“You look, you watch, he gonna wreck your cunt!”  Black had only put
 four inches in her, he leaned forward and viciously grabbed her huge tits 
and pulled her to him.  She yelled in pain as he sat her up and looked in
 her drugged masked eyes.  “Beg me bitch, beg Big Dick Black to fuck you,
 beg me or Ima hurt you.”  

Ms Americana’s head lolled around and she garbled something then looked
 at him and leaned into a kiss.  He stuck his long tongue in her mouth
 and they kissed.  She broke the kiss and licked his ear whispering.  
“Hurt me first, then fuck me.”  

Black pushed her back and rained slaps down on her face making her hair
 fly all over.  He then backhanded her in the mouth, hitting her with his
 huge onyx ring.  Her head swung to the side and she spit blood all over the floor.  

Black grinned and sunk all his cock in her.  Ms Americana screamed, her 
body felt like it was ripped apart.

Jerry fucked Flag Girl for as long as he could, she was the tightest he had
 ever nailed and her huge tits and beautiful face made him start to cum.  
He groaned and pulled out of her, ripped off her mask, and squirted a blast
 of cum all over her face.  She smiled and licked the white juice as it hit her lips.

“OH GOD YESSSS YESSS, AGH GOD FUCKING SHIT, ARGHHH!” 
 Jerry fell over and lay there gasping for air.  Then he sat up, scooped the
 remaining cum off her face and smeared it in her mouth.  “Here, taste it, 
remember it, Jerry Dahmeeano fucked you heroine.”  She grinned and 
cum covered her teeth and tongue, she swallowed and licked his fingers.

Wang grabbed Ms Americana’s hands stopping her from pushing Black off her.
  She gasped every time he pulled out then rammed his huge dick in her
 pussy.  Eric pushed Black so he rolled on his back bringing the heroine on top of him.

Black grinned at her and grabbed her tits sucking on her raw nipples, his 
cock pounding her insides.  Eric laughed and positioned himself and shoved 
his dick in her pussy, on top of Blacks.  

Ms Americana shrieked, her eyes clinched tightly closed then she fainted
 from the agony.  Eric and Black matched thrusts while Wang pushed her 
shoulders so they would go as deep as possible.  They fucked her for
 over an hour never resting or cumming.  Eric pulled out of her and spread 
her ass cheeks apart eyeing her pink butt hole.  “Now I get that nice
 big ass of yours, HELL YEA!”

Jerry walked down the stairs smiling and zipping his fly.  He still hadn’t
 decided if he would release Flag Girl, she was his favorite.  He could see
 the men fucking Ms Americana and his attention was directed to the
 warehouse door as men began to arrive.  He laughed and clapped his hands
 with glee, this was the best day of his life.

Eric pushed the head of his cock against her pink asshole.  He watched
 with a broad smile as the head went in, the slowly, all fourteen inches.
  He shoved in and out of her anus, he held her large hips and drove in her like a pile driver.  

She moaned and grunted with each thrust, and felt another orgasm coming.
  He knew he would cum first, he was a sucker for a fat ass and she was
 tight, so tight.  

Eric couldn’t believe she was a actress, most porn bitches have a tight ass,
 but this was virgin.  He closed his eyes and felt the blistering hot cum 
getting ready to burst.  He eyed Jerry who had let in about a hundred men. 
 The director grabbed one of the cams and focused on Eric’s cock.

The porn star grunted and yelled his trade mark wolf howl and discharged 
a cum blast deep in her rectum.  “Arghhh ahhhh yes deep in her assssss!” 
 He fell backwards and the camera zoomed in as his wet cock popped out 
of a well stretched asshole.  A moment after, cum flowed out in a steady stream.

Wang bent Ms Americana’s head back at a painful angle and shoved his
 huge dick in her mouth.  She saw swirling colors and bright geometric shapes
 floating and had no idea she was being raped.

Hung pounded her with his uncut rod hitting the back of her throat hard making
 her head bounce.  She choked and gagged with each thrust which went down
 her throat.  He fucked her mouth for as long as he could and watched 
Dick Black for the high sign.

When Black was cumming, they both pulled out and aimed at her face.  
Black erupted and filled her open mouth with white sperm which over
flowed and poured all over her face.  “SWALLOW IT CUNT, GULP IT DOWN!”
  Ms Americana swirled it around her mouth tasting the spunk, then swallowed 
the hot cum and as soon as she had, he shot more.

Wang aimed and spewed line after line of spoooge on her face hitting her eyes
 and nose.  He shoved his dick in her mouth and shot the last squirt 
deep in her throat.

The Asian stud fell back groaning with a large smile and shook his cock on
 her face.  Dick Black grabbed her hair and yanked her up, then slammed her 
head back on the floor with a sick thud.  Ms Americana saw stars
 then passed out.

Jerry had it all on film and all he could hear was cash register sounds. 
 “Thanks guys, thank you, take a break, I have some one shot guys here 
who want a turn.”  The trio walked to a lounge and smoked more pot while
 one hundred men encircled the fallen heroine, and began to masturbate.

Chapter Six, Bukkake

Ms Americana slowly woke up but still couldn’t move.  Through thick
 layers of cum, she grinned and felt the floor move and the lights spin in
 her drugged mind.  She could see men all around her pulling and yanking
 on their cocks and she smiled seeing so many big dicks.  Then the men
 started to cum all over her.  

One then another, then several at once.  She felt the hot cum on her tits, 
belly, everywhere.  Jerry was giddy filming the bukkake and pointed to
 different parts of her body he wanted hit with cum.

She lay there and rubbed the cum on her gigantic tits, then rolled over in it
 licking the floor and licked her fingers.  Several men shot her hair, her legs
 and her boots.  One man grabbed her ears and with aim, shot a load up her
 nose.  She snorted and swallowed making a odd face as she did.  

It took an hour and a half and all the men had shot their loads, then Jerry
 paid them and they departed.  He moved to her and stood looking down
 at the mess.  “I have been in this business for fifteen years and I have 
never seen more cum on a cunt in my life.  

Ms Americana lay on her belly in a ocean of cum, her body was covered. 
 She tried to raise her head but it fell in a puddle of goo.  Jerry moved to her 
boots and pulled on rubber gloves so he wouldn’t get cum on him.  
He unzipped her boots and yanked them off dropping them in a puddle of cum.

He tossed off his clothes and was nude in a instant kneeling at her feet. 
 He grabbed each ankle and pulled her feet around his raging hard on 
and began to foot fuck her.  “Ugh…ugh…yes, love feet, god bright 
red toenails and smooth!”

Her body slopped back and forth in the jizzum from his rough fucking but 
she didn’t care, her mind was elsewhere.  Dahmeeano leaned down, licked
 and sucked her toes and bit her feet.  She moaned but gave no resistance.  

He wrapped her feet around his cock and in a short while let out a yell and
 shot cum on her feet and legs.  “OH GOD YES I HAD TO GET YOU,
 MADE SURE THEY DIDN’T TAKE OFF YOUR BOOTS.”

He stood and grabbed a paper bag from a table and without stepping in cum, 
got close to her head.  “I have one last thing to do, I already got the tapes, 
tomorrow my editor will have a field day.  I am going to call you Carla Cumdump
 on the credits, cause…well that’s what you are.  I couldn’t have afforded all this,
shit Big Dick Black is the highest paid porn star there is, but you see…I had a financier.”

Jerry pulled two cameras out of the bag, a digital and a small video recorder.
  He switched on the digital and pulled her mask off.  The mask slid off trailing cum
 and smearing it in her eyes.  “No…no…not my mask, you said no….” 
 Jerry took several pictures of her cum soaked face and put the camera back in the bag.

“That’s insurance in case you decided to try to stop me, I got pics of Flag Girl
 without a mask as well, by the way… she is a nice fuck, tight, best I have had.”
  Ms Americana slowly pulled her mask back on, her fingers slipping on the 
material which was white with jizz.  

“We are…hero’s…we help people…you raped me…we are hero’s?” 
 Jerry took the small video cam and turned it on and aimed it at her.  He adjusted
 it so the cam captured all her body and focused it. 
 “Remember Bent Nose Tony Palermo…you sent him to Delta City Penitentiary
 for twelve years, he bank rolled all this…and just asked one favor, I film you.”

Jerry stood and looked over the table where all the sex toys where and grabbed 
some rope.  He tied her hands and legs apart so she couldn’t move and laughed
 to himself.  She lay there and felt sick, the drug was wearing off and the pain
 in her body was rising.

Dahmeeano took a large clear plastic tube out of the bag, and a small box. 
 He rolled the end of the tube in a puddle of cum on the small of her back and
 got it all gooey.  She watched him and not being able to stop,
 she began to cry.  “Please…no more…I wont bother you…I wont arrest you…
I wont tell anyone about the rape.”

Jerry shoved the wet end of the tube in her asshole with as much force as he could.
  She cried out from the pain and sobbed uncontrollably begging the director.  
“God please stop, it hurts…please.”  Jerry twisted and pushed and got as much 
of the tube in her as he could.  

He looked at her and smiled opening the small box.  “Payback is a motherfucker.”
 He lifted his hand and he held a rat by the tail squealing and trying to get free.
  Ms Americana screamed and shrieked in horror, she pulled as best she could
 on the ropes but was trapped.

Jerry dropped the mouse in the tube and it gradually slid down towards her rectum.
  It stopped short and the heroine, for a moment, breathed a sigh of relief. 
 Dahmeeano picked up the huge rubber dildo still coated in her pussy juice 
and shoved it down the tube.  

The rat was pushed and vanished inside her ass and she screamed at the top
 of her lungs and didn’t stop screaming.  Jerry watched and laughed, then
 forced a ball gag on her.  She struggled and her body twitched as the rat being 
confined began to bite her.  

Jerry stood, picked up the camera and filmed the rat in her ass.  He then walked 
away laughing hysterically, picked up his clothing, and left listening to her scream and cry.

Flag Girl woke up on the floor of the office and her head hurt badly.  She was
 no longer tied up and stood on wobbly legs, then fell.  Her mask was on the floor 
and she could smell semen on her and felt it on her face.  
“Mother fuckers…raped me…god damn!”  

She found a small bathroom and washed her face and mask and repositioned it.
Then with weak legs and a bleeding head, she moved down the stairs towards a light.
  In the distance, she could see Ms Americana laying on the floor of what looked 
like a movie set.  

Running to her she saw that she had been raped and beaten severely and a tube
 protruded from her ass.  The heroine looked up at her young partner from the floor.
  Strings of cum stuck to her from the floor and her head fell back making a white splash.  

Flag Girl grabbed the tube and yanked it out not knowing what it was used for. 
 Ms Americana screamed but the ball gag prevented her from warning her partner. 
 The rat now trapped fought and gnashed its teeth to get free.  

Flag Girl jumped seeing Ms Americana bounce and convulse and looked 
at her ass.  She screamed in shock seeing the tail squirming, sticking out 
of the heroines butt hole.

She grabbed it and pulled out the wet and screeching creature.  
Ms Americana closed her eyes and the residual of the drug took over.

She opened her eyes and saw a light, bright, her eyes hurt but she was alive
.  She gradually got her focus back and saw she was laying in a medical bed 
still in her mask but wearing a thick terry cloth robe.  She was in 
Doctor Peter Hurst home and the doctor and Flag Girl stood looking down
 at her smiling.  

“Doctor Hurst had me wash you in the other room and put a robe on you, 
he cleaned up the wounds and fixed your…insides.”  Ms Americana was
mortified, he had to look in her ass and she looked away.  

The doctor saw this and took her hand.  “Its Ok, I am a doctor, trust me 
I’ve seen em all, you still need rest, I will have Flag Girl come get you tomorrow.”
  Hurst prepared a needle and administered a shot to the heroine.  
This will help prevent infection, you rest now.

Hurst walked Flag Girl to the door of his mansion and shook her hand.
  “She will be fine, she needs rest and in no time, she will be good as new.”
  Flag Girl hugged the doctor and left.

Hurst walked in the examination room and looked at the now unconscious 
Ms Americana.  “Not for infection, to make you sleep so I can fuck you.”  
He untied the sash of the robe and let the sides fall open revealing her delicious body.

He took one breasts in two hands and squashed and kneaded it, sucking
 on the pert brown nipple.  His hand drifted down her belly to her well trimmed
 pussy and he slipped a finger inside her cunt.  

Hurst took the edge of her mask and lifted it off her face.  “Yes always trust
 good old Doctor Hurst, Ms Wade…always trust me.”