Terrified inwardly, yet trying my best not to let it show, I stepped onto the brightly lit movie set. My heart was beating so loud I barely heard what the director was saying. I looked over ant the tall slightly pudgy man, he had the sort of physique, that you could instantly tell that once upon a time, in hi hey-day he must have had a killer body.. but right now, years of tanning and binge drinking had left him with a leathery looking skin and a slight beer belly. His lips were moving but I could only catch slivers of the commands he was barking at me. 
"...understand?.. now don't screw this up.. doin this as a favour to a buddy of mine.. dont make me regret it!" I nodded swallowing a lump in my throat. 
A small slim girl ran up to me and touched up my make up, then I was directed over to a large desk and instructed to lean over it, with my palms spread over the desk and my ass to the camera. I hesitated for a second, then did as I was told... after all, what choice did I have? none, that's what.. I had no options left whatsoever. 

So inhaling deeply, I waited unsure what to do next, then i heard the director say, "throw a couple of sultry looks at the camera!" the exasperation was evident in his tone. I obeyed, and in the process, my eyes landed on a man striding towards me - no, not a man - he looked like a greek god!  he was completely naked, and I couldn't help staring all over him. His  bronzed broad shoulders, muscled chest.. I swallowed as I took in the rather intimidating size of hi ..erm.. well package.  I blushed as I saw him raise an eyebrow when he caught me staring. 
I turned my back to him, staring downwards at the desk. trying to calm down and distance myself from what was giong to happen. He was directly behind me now, I could feel his hot breath on the back of my neck. I shivered as i felt him carress my body lightly, his fingers moving up and down my body, then finally coming to rest on my small bottom. Then without warning, in one swift motion, he rammed his entire lenght into my tight anus. I screamed in agony, having never been penetrated that way. He ignored me, and kept thrusting roughly. I steeled myself not to struggle - i couldn't do anything to jeopardise this job.. i needed the money. - but I couldn't silence the screams and whimpers emitting from my mouth. My breath was coming in short gasps now, and I was in so much pain, i thought i would be sick. Then with one particularly hard, deep thrust, he buried himself to the hilt, and I felt him empty into me. Then he pulled out from me, just as I heard the director yell. "cut!.. someone get this girl cleaned up."

I knew he was talking about me, I must have looked an absolute mess, slumped on the desk, with blood and cum dripping out of my anus.  i felt a pair of strong hands grasp me, and help me toward a room at the back of the building. 
"There's a shower in there, and everything you need.. towels etc.. and I think someone brought your stuff in here, so you can get dressed.." I didn't even look up from where i was lying face down on the bed, I heard the door shut, and now I was alone, I let the tears I'd been holding back, finally roll down my cheeks, I don't know how long I lay there, crying till every last drop of moisture had left me. Then mustering up all the strenght I had, I rose and walked into the small, dingy bathroom. Scrubbing furiously under the stinging hot water, I tried to but I couldn't wash the feel of him off my skin.. I could still smell him, hear his deep grunts as he pumped into me furiously. I slid down the wet tiled wall, gasping and whimpering, I wanted to cry, but I had not tears left. 
How had my life come to this?.. less than a few months ago I'd had it all.. your ultimate screwed up, little rich girl. Until that night.. that fateful night, that robbed me of everything I had.. no, I won't think about it!.. somethings are just too painful, and God knows I already had enough pain to handle right now. 

I stepped out of the shower, feeling marginally better. wrapped in the massive white bathrobe, I walked back into the small bedroom, I gasped in surprise, as I saw the director sitting on the bed in the room. "You did great today sweetie!.. those little screams of your's?.. pure gold!.. and I gotta tell you, really turned me on!". He got up and started towards me, so I started backing away, until he had me cornered against the wall. I could smell alchohol and cigarettes on his breath. "Mr Ellison, what are you... " He cut me off by bringing his lips down on mine.  I started struggling, but he held ma down, saying harshly. "stop it!... if you want to get anywhere in this bussiness, you have to learn to kiss up to the boss a little!" he chuckled crudely
"please! don't do this... " I was terrified now, hadn't I been through enough?.. now I was going to get raped. I could tell I was making him angry by struggling, but I didn't care, I kept fighting until he slapped me hard in the face, and flung me on to the bed. I felt his coarse stubby fingers grab my breasts, and I started crying again. so much for cried myself dry.. I thought, sobbing as he loosened the knot of the bathrobe, revealing my slender body. His eyes dilated in desire as he looked over my body.
"what the fuck?!" I looked over to the door, and saw mr greek god staniding there. He raised an eyebrow cynically. "Oh, I see you're busy."
he was about to leave, then I regained my voice and called out to him. "no!.. no.. please - hel... help me!.. i don't want this!" I struggled to get out the words while Mr Ellison remained ontop of me, his weight crushing me slightly, he turned his head towards the doorway, his thick brows knotted in anger.. "Nick, get the hell outta here, this has nothing to with you.. " he roared at mr greek god. "of course it does , come on Tom, get off her." He didn't wait for him to comply or disagree or comply, instead he began striding towards the bed, and with ease lifted the other man from me. 
I hastily covered my body, wiping my tears but still trembling. "you ok?.."  his asked, his eyes filled with concern.
I nodded, since my voice seemed to have temporarily deserted me. He nodded, then turned back to Mr Ellison, who was fixing himself, no visible signs of remorse on his face. Without warning, mr greek god punched him in the face, hard.. hard enough for the man to fall to the ground, clearly unconscious. 
I gasped, but he took no notice, instead he bent over and grasped his collar, dragging him out of the room with ease. 
Seconds later, he returned to the room. "you ok?" he asked again. i was about to nod again. then suddenly, i burst into tears, it seemed all at once, evrything I'd been through in the last few months, was tumbling out in the form of an endless stream of tears. He looked startled for a second, then he stretched out and pulled me into a deeply comforting hug.