” Randy addressed one of the crew as we entered the studio. “He’s fucking girls this afternoon, silly sod! Don’t get it myself; why spend all ...hat time pussy-fucking around when all the paying punters want to see is lots of good hard anal action and enough cum to fill a milk bottle. He might even like what he sees in this studio and diversify his deviances!”The studio was set as a fetish dungeon; the scene was to be one muscled hunk using and abusing a couple of teenage twinks. Lots of leather,. She would have a chance to clean up, then. She looked back at the rumpled bed, her eyes resting thoughtfully on the large wet round spot where her buttocks had nestled. Well, she thought, I really masturbated to beat the band. I should be ashamed of myself--yet somehow I'm not. There's not much point in feeling guilty about something I can't control.And then she noticed the loose dog hairs in various part of the bed.She picked up one of them and looked at it curiously, her eyes narrowing with. I was told to wear a crotchless bodysuit to bed, the same material and feel as stockings, and once my ankles and wrists were secured to the bed Adam came over with the mystery box. He pulled a hood from inside, but it had a couple of tubes hanging from it which he began to organise. 2 of the tubes were forced in to my nose, the other went through the built in gag. Once on it was tightened, and it felt crushingly tight, but my breathing was fine through the tubes despite the gag painfully. . there was a couple of other guy wandering around in there. It was all so new, crazy, exciting to me. One of the guys told me to “check out this piticular Booth, he said the movies lasted longer in there than the others, so I checked it. Next thing I know, I am rubbing my self through my pants cause of this hot lesbo scene, and there is this light knock on the door, I say...”someone is in here”... and he responds “let me in”. I say “go away” . Kind of confused I keep going in the booth and now.