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 ALL EVENTS IN THIS STORY ARE FICTICIOUS.  There are instances of child
sexual abuse and violence in this story.  If it offends you then don't read
it.  This story is written in the first person "I" but please be assured
that nothing in this story is true or happened to the writer.

   Synopsis: Some child extras are recruited for a movie set in the amazon.
They have to appear completely naked and this causes a lot of arousal among
the entirely male cast and crew.  Then one of the girls, Fanella, is
informed she is to perform in a scene where some soldiers rape a young,
naked amazonian girl.

   ****Ramirez and the Movie Extras**** by Holy Jack

   Part 1

   The studio was a hive of activity as I entered.  The star, Robert
Ram'rez, was strutting about as usual.  Ramirez was a fading star.  Sure,
20 years ago he had been big, but his age was becoming an embarrassment
now. I mean, how were viewers supposed to believe that young women were
attracted to him?  He was 62 for God's sake.  His last film had been a flop
and this was a last ditch attempt to pump life into the star.

   Unfortunately the budget had been cut and the location scenes in South
America were to be shot using sets and on the blue screen in the studio. 
The studio was very well-equiped but in the Czech Republic, which meant
that most of the crew were also Czech.  Fortunately, language was not too
much of a problem.  "No one will know the difference" the director said,
but you know it's not the same.  I had served on some of Ramirez's later
successes in the '80s and I felt fortunate to be asked again.

   My job is make-up artist but my speciality is skin effects.  I am an
expert at getting that rugged look - a scar in the right place, the dirt
marks, the sweat, the skin tone.  You don't believe how important these
things are until you see it done badly.  Indiana Jones wouldn't look cool
without skin effects.  If you are in the jungle, you can't look like you
have just spent a day at the office.  Now that we were not on location, my
job was twice as important.

   The plot of this latest movie was another drug running caper.  I didn't
take much interest in it.  More drug barons in Brazil with craggy faces...
The Ramirez appeal is to a largely 40 something male audience who like a
lot of gunfire and aren't too bothered about cerebral content.  But hey, I
don't complain, it's work.  There was only one lady on the entire set in
fact - the love interest, and she was a 25 year old ex-porn star.

   It was 9am and I had just seen to Ramirez's craggy face another time
when I was told by the extras manager, Martin, to tend to some child
extras, who were waiting in dressing room C12.  I arrived to find a woman
and four children - three girls and a boy.  The woman introduced herself as
a nanny.  I shook hands with the woman, who smiled broadly showing me all
her teeth.  "Hello sir.  The children are so excited to be here.  I have
been employed by Child Stars to escort these English children while they
are here in Prague" she said in a heavy Czech accent.

   I noticed with interest that two of the children looked Hispanic, while
the elder two looked European.  The three girls were dressed in brightly
coloured tops.  The youngest, a latino girl, had black hair and wore a pair
of tight grass-green shorts.  Another brown-haired girl wore a simple short
cotton dress and the eldest, who was a light brunette, was wearing a white
skirt with blue edge trim and a split up the front.  The split immediately
caught my attention as it went so high that I thought I could just make out
her white panties.  If she hadn't been standing with her legs together, I
would surely have seen it all.  The boy was a very cute latino who wore a
'Cola' T shirt and tight brown shorts that outlined the bulge of his little
cock.

   I checked my extras record.  "Ah yes" I pondered, "are you Nula, Celia
and Fanella?" The girls nodded sweetly.  I noticed how very pretty they
were.  "And you must be Rafel then?" The latin-looking boy nodded.  My
record told me the girls were 8, 11 and 13 and Rafel was 9.  Residence was
noted as London.  "So they all come from London?" I asked.  "Yes, but they
all have Brazilian parents and are registered with Child Stars" replied the
woman.  "Mmmm...  but these two don't look very Brazilian" I said,
indicating the elder two.  "Ah yes.  They have English fathers" she
replied. "Oh I see" I replied.  "Most of the crew are from here or America
but I'm from England too.  We're going to get along just great aren't we
kids?" The kids nodded again.

   I assumed the Assistant Casting Director knew what he was doing when he
selected these kids from the profiles.  "Well thankyou for bringing them" I
said, "please come and pick them up at nine tonight.  " "You mean I am not
needed!" exclaimed the woman.  I knew that what I was doing was unorthodox
but my intuition told me to get rid of the woman.  I couldn't say why I
chose to do this.  Perhaps it was the fact that I'd been to the Czech
Republic before and I knew that they were more relaxed about certain
things. "No thank you, we don't require chaperones here" I said, holding
her gaze.  I lied.  We did but I wanted rid of her.  "Oh I see" she looked
rather surprised, "but nine tonight is a long time" she said with concern.
"Yes, it takes a long time - and they might be needed at any moment." The
woman seemed to understand and she left, but not before giving a peck on
the cheek to each child.  I didn't want to explain in full how the movie
business operates.  Long days are expected and extras often have to hang
around for ages until they're needed - and sometimes then it's only for ten
minutes.  There were no women on the film crew and it was clear that no one
had given any thought to what the children would do while they waited for
their little bit of filming.  "Well kids" I said, once again admiring
Fanella's skirt, "you have this dressing room all to yourselves.  There is
free food in the Canteen if you need it.  You can walk about the complex or
go in the lounge area but don't enter sector A unless you have permission.
That's where we're filming.  And ..er...  don't cause any trouble."

   "Oh no!  We'll be fine.  I'm just so happy to be here" said Fanella. 
Her voice gave away that she probably had a posh English father but there
was still a Latin intonation to her voice.  "This is just so exciting!  My
Mother says Ramirez is a big star.  What will we be?" "I'm afraid I don't
know yet." I answered, scoffing at the reference to 'big star', "You are
extras, but I'll let you know as soon as I know."

   I left the children and went about my other business.  Later on I was
asked by Martin to go and sit with the children.  "Look they're wandering
about the place and I'm worried they might do something they shouldn't. 
You're British, can you see if you can keep them busy or something?"

   I went to C12 and found them all crowding around the mirror and playing
with the make up.  They actually looked like they were having great fun. 
"Hi kids, are you alright?" "Yes, we're cool" replied Celia, who was 11.  I
thought how lovely she was.  Both she and Fanella were sharing the seat and
looking into the mirror which was surrounded by small light bulbs.  I found
myself gazing between their legs.  Neither made any attempt to hide their
panties, which were in plain view as they sat.  Fanella's split dress hid
nothing at all.  Their legs were long, but moreover completely bare.  They
were so smooth and unblemished and sexy that I couldn't help it - my dick
started to go hard.  "Well I'm here to spend some time with you.  Maybe we
could play a game or something." I racked my brains to think of something
that I could entertain them with.  "I know" said Celia, "we could play the
backs game." "What's that?" I enquired.  "You draw on our backs and we
guess what you draw" said Celia motioning with her finger.  "Oh I see" I
replied.  "You mean I draw a picture with my finger on your back and you
have to guess what I'm drawing?" She nodded enthusiatically.  "...and I do
each of you in turn?" "Yes, me first, me first!" cried Nula.  She was the
youngest and aged 8.  Obviously these kids were used to making up games for
themselves.  She sat on the chair with her back to me and lifted off her T
shirt.  "Oh!" I laughed, "you mean on your bare skin!" I admired her nice
little bare back and shoulders and it made me feel more horny being able to
see down her green shorts and the cleft of her cute bottom.  I kneeled,
moved her long black hair aside with my hand and lifted it over one
shoulder.  Then I began drawing.  After two tries she still couldn't guess
so we moved on to Rafel.  He also lifted off his T shirt and sat there in
nothing but his tight brown shorts.  Rafel couldn't guess what I had drawn
either but I for one was enjoying the game.  I placed one hand on the top
of his left thigh up against his bulge as I drew.  My dick grew bigger as I
thought about his goodies that were nestling against the side of my hand.

   Celia and Fanella argued over who should be next but I put a stop to it
by saying "in age order." Celia sat down and unzipped the back of her dress
and let it drop.  I was greeted with a prize view of her bare back and the
bottom of her panties, which were low cut showing me almost half of her
bare bottom!  Talk about a turn on.  As I peered over her shoulder I could
just see two swollen nipples and the beginnings of little tits.  Deciding
that no one would probably mind or notice, I said, "I could fall in love
with you." She smiled warmly.  "I love you too.  You are a beautiful man"
she replied.  I began drawing.  She successfully guessed my finger drawing
of a dog on her back.  Then it was Fanella's turn.

   She glanced in my eyes with embarrassment as we both realised that she
didn't have a zip on the back of her dress like Celia's.  "You'll have to
take your dress off Fanella" said Celia.  "I'm afraid you will have to" I
added.  Fanella looked embarrassed for another moment and then obviously
decided that she didn't want to miss out on the game.  She turned her back
and lifted off her dress and then sat there in just her panties and bra. 
"And the bra Fanella.  I can't draw on your back with the strap in the
way." "Oh golly" she said with a laugh.  "Well, I suppose.....  well,
alright then."

   She unclipped her bra and threw it to the floor.  For a moment she
covered her little tits with her hands and looked cheekily from side to
side but then decided that it probably didn't matter she let her hands
fall. Although small, they were proper breasts not just swollen nipples. 
"Come on!  My turn.  Draw now please" she said.  I drew a picture of a
house with my finger and she guessed it immediately.  "You're good!" I
said. Fanella turned and smiled and looked deep into my eyes.  My dick gave
an involuntary jerk.  The sight of these disrobed children was arousing me
incredibly.  We continued the game for an hour and to be honest I could
have done it all day.  I felt like I was in a dream as I went about my
business for the rest of the day.  About twice an hour, I popped in to C12
to check on them or play with them for five minutes or so.  Each time they
were ecstatic to see me.

   It is safe to say that by the end of the day I was love with them all.
They had managed to entertain themselves all day doing nearly nothing,
which was quite an achievement.  They spent a good amount of time sitting
in the lounge and making friends with the men in there, who were amused by
these cute kids.  At other times they went into the lobby area, and spoke
to the security guards, who seemed only too pleased to have cute kids to
chat with.

   When the nanny arrived, I was so embarrassed.  Each one of them,
including Rafel, gave me a kiss and a cuddle goodbye.  "So there was no
filming today?" asked the lady.  "No, I'm sorry.  Not today.  The Director
says they must be here but still he doesn't ask for them." She smiled
again. She looked pretty pleased that she'd got the day free and was still
being paid by the agency.  "Ok.  No problem.  I understand completely.  You
need me tomorrow?" "No, It's ok" I lied.  "We have chapperones but thank
you anyway.  See you tomorrow!"

   I was left with an ache.  I longed to be close to these half-Brazilian,
half-English children, who spoke with such lovely voices.  Though I loved
them all, I felt particularly attracted to Celia and Fanella.  I dreamt of
Celia's brown shiny hair and her bare shoulders that night.  I thought of
little Nula, and Rafel the tanned little girl and boy.  Then I thought of
Fanella.  God she was so hot!  I shot my load into the bedsheets as I tried
to imagine Fanella without her panties.

   The next day was to be another day of no filming for the kids.  If you
know anything about film, you will know that the extras have to wait for
ages.  For adults, this can be very frustrating.  These kids however coped
very well.  They were delighted to be taking part in a real movie.  Each of
their parents had signed them up to Child Stars in the hope that something
might be offered.  No one had expected that they might need to travel
abroad.  They couldn't wait to see themselves on screen.  "What will we
be?" asked Fanella again.  "I'm not sure," I answered "but you will
probably be the children of one of the characters most likely." "What
costumes will we wear?" asked Rafel.  "They'll send the costumes when they
are ready for you.  I think they are a bit behind, which is why you haven't
been called yet."

   That day, I continued to spend as much free time as I could with the
kids wherever they were.  They spent a lot of time exploring and getting to
know all the actors and studio staff in the lounge bar.  They were very
popular and Nula, Celia and Rafel were often found sitting on the laps of
the men and playing with them.  The small number of Americans and I looked
on with bemusment.  "In Europe it's macho to be affectionate towards kids"
said a fat American who had noticed me observing curiously, "especially in
the Czech republic.  They love their kids."

   Fanella, being a little older was less familiar but being so beautiful,
they couldn't resist talking to her.  It was fortunate that due to
pre-dialogue physical workouts, Ramirez and his counterparts didn't need
much touching up, they were already hot and sweaty.  I had less to do than
I had previously thought and Martin had made me responsible for the kids,
so I was more than happy to be around them.

   That afternoon, I fetched a rack from the main wardrobe and wheeled it
down to their dressing room.  Also, I brought a large screen for them to
change behind.  The screen was standard studio practice - whether you were
male, female or child.

   The children had hours of fun trying on all of the clothes, even though
many of them were far too big.  I too had hours of fun watching them parade
in front of me.  The screen was more of a formality because they now had no
worries about walking about in just their pants.  Seeing Celia and Fanella
like that was quite a turn on.

   Throughout the day, Fanella glanced at me in ways that made me wonder if
she also had feelings for me.  She often touched her bare little pointed
breasts as she glanced sideways.

   One time she came up to me in her little panties holding a dress up to
herself.  "Do you think this will look nice?" she asked.  Her sparkling
eyes flashed at me as she seemed to sense that I was bowled over by the way
that she looked.

   By the end of the day, all I could do was gaze at the kids and
fantasise. They didn't seem to mind me gazing.  Celia and Fanella seemed to
sense that I was special and gave me little looks and little smiles back.
At the end of the day, all four once again gave me kisses and cuddles
before leaving with the nanny for the night.  This time however, both
Fanella and Celia appeared to be more shy and went bright red when I kissed
them.  Although only 11 and 13, I had caught them whispering and I felt
sure from their glances that they both fancied me and were eyeing me up. 
Maybe they had read too many teen magazines.

   The third day was to turn out quite differently.  In the morning, I
received a written memo from Marquin, the extras manager. 
-------------------------------------------
------------------------------------------- Extras Agenda:
Setting: Base of a waterfall

   Scene 32 part 12: Ramirez is crossing the base of a waterfall and is
accosted by Amazon warriors with spears.  Ramirez presents them with his
medalion.  Very briefly, four Native children are seen with their backs to
the camera looking on.  The warriors allow Ramirez to pass.

   All extras for scene 32 to be prepared in full costume by 11.30am.  To
remain in character until required.  1.  Prepare four warriors with skin
effects: mud, earth colours, loin cloths.
Setting: Central stage

   2.  Prepare four children for background character fill.

   Marquin Extras Manager -------------------------------------------
-------------------------------------------

   That morning I had to work fast.  After applying skin tone to Ramirez
and several other leading characters, I prepared the four warriors.  The
fact that they were only wearing loin cloths made me wonder about the
children - but I didn't have much time to think.  As I was finishing the
last warrior I tagged Marquin.  "Marquin, I'm sorry but your note doesn't
say what costumes the children will be wearing." "The children are
Amazonians" he said flatly.  "They don't need costumes." I looked at him
with astonishment.  "You mean....  "They are naked" he said.  "The children
are naked and they are to remain that way until they are required." I
nearly choked.  I couldn't believe it.  Never had it cross my mind that the
kids might be naked.  "But what about when they need to go to the canteen
or the lobby or the lounge area?" I asked.  "They must remain in character
until required.  No exceptions I'm afraid.  Strict Directors orders."

   I gulped.  Christ!  On my way back to the dressing room, I came across
the children in the lounge area.  It was an area with sofas and a coffee
bar with high stools.  They were enjoying sitting up on the high stools and
the coffee attendant, a grinning guy called Tom, had Nula on his lap and
was stroking her hair as I came up to them.  My dick was half-erect as I
thought about what I had to tell them.

   "Er...  come this way kids.  Back to the dressing room.  I've got the go
ahead to put you in costume." "Wayhey!" they cheered, as they stepped off
the stools.  We entered the dressing room.

   "Well kids.  I've got my orders.  You are going to be Amazon indians and
you will be part of the background for Ramirez." "So where are our
costumes?" asked Fanella, who was looking around.  I paused in an effort to
try and think of how to put it.  "You don't have any costumes.  What I mean
is...  you won't be wearing any clothes." Rafel sniggered.  "We won't be
like...  naked will we?"

   "Yes.  All of you will be naked.  Amazon Indians are naked.  Not only
that but all of you will have to stay naked all day and where ever you go -
in the canteen and in the lounge area." Fanella's eyes were wide with
astonishment.  "But obviously not me right?" she said.  "Yes you included
Fanella." "But not pants and everything?  she gulped.  "Yes.  Pants off,
everything off." "But everyone will...  will see us!" she hissed in a
stunned whisper.  "I know" I asserted.  "Naked is naked children.  That's
what the director wants and he wants it now.  You have to be naked all day
for when he needs you at a moments notice."

   "Couldn't we just like..  stay in here?" asked Celia.  "Absolutely not.
Everyone will want to admire your characters.  I feel certain that every
man in the studio will want to see everything, including your private
parts..." "But we're children - isn't that um...  against the law?" queried
Fanella.  She was obviously a bright young girl.  "In Britain it might be,
but in this country people are much more relaxed.  Children are quite often
naked in European films.  You will have a little bit of paint of course"
"Paint?" repeated Celia.  I had suddenly begun to get really aroused as
Celia was once again showing me her panties.  "Yes, because you and Fanella
have quite white skin, you will need some tan paint and possibly some
amazon body paint.  But first you need to go behind the screen and take
everything off - your pants off and come out and show me." Fanella gave me
one of her shy flirtacious glances as she bit her lip.  "Have I REALLY got
to take my pants right off?" she asked nervously.  "I mean, I don't mind
showing you....  but showing everyone!" "Yes" I replied hungrily.  "I don't
mind doing that" shrugged Nula.  She started towards the screen.  Celia
also looked nervous.  "And I really have to show my bare bum to people?"
she said.  "Well yes, but it's not that bad.  Go on love." I urged Fanella.
Then I had an inspiration.  "Fanella, Celia......  you do know that I love
you....  I love you...  will you do it for me?" Both girls gushed at my
words and looked at me meaningfully.  "Alright, we'll do it then" said
Celia for them both.  They also started for the screen.  Only Rafel was
left.  "Well Rafel.  You didn't come all the way to Prague for nothing did
you?" The boy grinned.  "I don't mind being nude.  At my last school I got
told off for doing a moonie to a girl.  Now I can get paid to do it.  I
love being naked.  My Mum says it's natural." He ran off behind the screen.


   I waited and presently little Nula appeared.  She was absolutely stark
naked.  Her olive tanned body was perfect.  I looked at her bald little
pussy, her very lightly muscled body and her flat chest.  "Turn around
Nula" I said.  She turned and I took a look at her taut little bottom.  It
was so cheeky.  "Nula, come and kiss me" I said.  She jumped up on my lap
and pressed her lips against mine.  My hands involuntarily went to support
her under her bottom.  At that moment Celia appeared gingerly from behind
the screen.  She held her hands in front of her crotch and walked slowly
towards me.  It was not embarrassment I saw but more a sort of love.  She
stood in front of me and took her hands away.  Nula jumped off my lap.

   I found myself looking at Celia's pale skin.  The two folds of her cunt
were large and protruding.  I'd never seen such large outer folds with such
a large gap between.  It was all completely hairless and between the lips I
saw a small clitoris hood.  Her nipples were very much as I'd seen when I'd
looked over her shoulder - swollen nipples, but there was in fact a tiny
bit of breast.  "You are a dream Celia.  I love you to bits.  Come and kiss
me." She edged forward and I gave her a single slow kiss on the lips.

   Then Rafel came out.  I saw his tanned latino skin and the boyish
softness of his limbs.  I also saw his bare cock, which to my delight was
very long with tight balls beneath.  He gave me a cheeky grin.  "Well done
Rafel.  My, you do have a lovely, lovely, long bare willy!" "I know" he
said.  "Mum often says I have my Dad's willy - except I don't have any
hair." As he came closer I put a hand up.  "Rafel, as you are a boy, you
will need to wear a penis string.  "What's that?" he asked.  "The Amazon
males wear a string that keeps their willy always in the upright position.
It's a fertility symbol." "I can make it go upright for you" he said with a
laugh and he began pulling at it.  Within seconds it was sticking up at
about 70 degrees.  I tied a piece of brown string around his waist and tied
it around his cock, making sure it wasn't too tight.  Then I handed him a
small bottle of baby oil.  "Now Rafel, you have to keep it upright by
rubbing this oil in.  It will keep your willy shiny and stiff and hard. 
Some of the men will really like that.

   Then I saw Fanella look shyly around the screen.  Celia urged her on. 
"Come on Fanella, it's ok" said Celia.  As Fanella came out she held one
arm over her breasts and one hand in front of her crotch.  She edged with
her legs together towards me.  "Wow Fanella!  You're beautiful!" I
declared. She smiled shyly but still covered her private parts.  I put my
arms around her and kissed her softly on the lips.  "Show me everything
Fanella." She took a deep breath and dropped her arms to her sides.

   End of part 1

   Some nice uncensored photos-
http://www.brazilianadventure.com/IMAGEkamayura.htm (several pages - click
next)

   A lot of the amazon photos on the web are censored - they cut off the
bottom half or even blur out kids genitals.  What spoil sports!  These are
pretty good.



   Part 2

   I drank in Fanella's sexy little tittles.  They were lovely perfect
small adolescent mounds and her pussy had a sprinkling of first hair.  As
the four naked children stood there expectantly, I realised that I had a
deadline.  With supreme efficiency, I spray tanned Fannella and Celia. 
Then I added some very simple red ochre body paint to all of them.

   "Ok, you're done now kids" I declared, "shall we go and show everyone?"
Fannella's eyes went wide with alarm and she crossed her legs.  "Oh my God!
They all know us!" "Don't worry darling.  The men will love you." Of that I
was certain.

   They followed me cautiously to the door and hid behind me as I peeped
out.  "Come on children, we have to go.  The director has ordered it." "But
we're naked!  My Mum would have a fit!" said Fanella.  "My Mum would say
it's rude" added Celia, she came into view hopping on one leg with three
fingers thrust over her vagina.  She looked so sexy like that.  "You can't
be naked in front of people." "Listen, your Mums aren't here so you have to
do what the film people say.  Come on girls, no one's here now." There was
no one in the corridor and Fanella and Celia stepped out very gingerly. 
Nula and Rafel followed me out without any embarrassment.  I turned and
locked the door.  "You meanie!  We're stuck now!" exclaimed Celia.  A man
entered the corridor and quickly turned around when he saw the naked kids,
as if he'd made a mistake.  I knew it was mean but they had to go through
it and I for one wanted to see them naked for as long as possible.  "Right
children, we're going to the lounge bar.  Now I don't want you to cover up.
Just let them see everything and be natural." Celia and Fanella sighed and
resigned themselves to their fate.  In actual fact, it turned out to be a
much better and ruder fate than I could ever, ever have imagined.

   When we entered the lounge area everyone stopped talking and looked at
the kids.  We walked straight up to the main group and stood there.  "We're
Amazonians" offered Celia meekly.  "Goodness," said one of the Czech
cameramen, "those are the best costumes I've seen in a long while!"
Everyone laughed.  It seemed to have broken the ice.  The children smiled.
Thereafter, everyone wanted to talk to the children and get a good look. 
The men bought as many cokes and lemonades as they wanted.  In particular,
Rafel was sitting on the lap of a balding czech man who seemed to be
fascinated by Rafel's slippery erect dick.  Tom, the coffee attendant, was
paying Celia an inordinate amount of attention.

   Just before lunch the director entered the lounge and spotted the
children.  "My, my.  What do we have here!" he said, his eyes wide with
wonder.  An American spoke to him in a very serious and concerned manner.
"Alan...  Alan" he said addressing the man, "the law in this country is
quite clear on artistic usage.  While some things may be banned in normal
life, for the sake of art or film, you may portray anything, even child
sexuality.  In the Czech republic, there is a notably large hole in the law
with regard to movies." The American looked surprised.  "We do our
background research fully Alan.  You of all people should know that" said
the Director.

   The hours of the afternoon were blissful, especially as the kids had now
decided that sitting on my lap was now okay.  At about four they were
called for the shoot, which took about two hours to complete.  They were
only ever in the background but they were easily the stars of the show. 
For such a tiny clip it seemed to take ages, with the same bit being
repeated over and over again.  This is quite usual in film making though,
especially if the director is fussy.

   The following day, an instruction arrived to prepare the children once
more for a days shooting.  "Fanella is to be in a main scene and we need
her in character" said Marquin.  "Oh golly!  A main scene!" said Fanella
with excitement.  The fact that she would be naked again seemed less of a
worry now.  She'd spent the whole of yesterday naked and it wasn't that
bad. Undressing and painting up the children continued to be a sexual
experience for me and until 11am they willingly walked about the complex,
now relaxed with their nudity and enjoying the enormous attention they were
attracting.  As the lead female was not on the set, the three girls were
the only females in the entire building and they were driving the mostly
foreign male crew wild.

   It was 11am when Marquin called me on my mobile.  "We need Fanella now"
he said.  "Can you bring her?" I took Fanella to the Section F, a small
studio area on the other side of the complex.  Waiting there was just the
director, one camera man and three actors.  I was surprised to see so few
people.

   They looked at Fanella's naked and her beautiful form with more than
just artistic eyes.  The director held Fanella by her bare shoulders at
arms length and smiled.  "This will be good!" he said, beaming.  "Very
good!" "Now child, I need you to be frightened for this scene.  Can you
pretend to be frightened?" Fanella nodded enthusiastically.  "Good.  This
is a rape scene." His voice changed and he went into a dramatic narrative.
"Picture this.  A young naked Amazon girl is spotted in the forest.  The
camera zooms in on her pubescent breasts.  The soldiers glance at each
other and approach the girl smiling.  Then one suddenly grabs her by the
arm and twists it.  She is forced to the ground and held by the other two
as the soldier rapes the girl, penetrating her fully.  When the first
soldier is finished the other two rape the girl, one mounting her like a
dog.  What do you think?  It's beautiful isn't it?" Fanella eyes were
staring wildly ahead of her and she shook slightly.  "Well my child, isn't
this a wonderful opportunity for you?" said the director.  "But I.... 
I.... have never even had sex...." stuttered Fanella in almost a whisper.
"Even better!" exclaimed the director.  "Remember, you are going to be held
down and raped by three soldiers so you will need to scream and struggle
but they will win you over.  In order to make this as realistic as possible
we will do everything for real.  There will be no condoms and the men will
ejaculate fully into your vagina, my darling.  "

   I was of course astounded at what I had just heard but seeing Fanella
standing there so helpless was also erotic dynamite.  At that moment she
seemed unable to defend herself.  I knew that I could have stopped it but I
didn't want to.  I dearly wanted to see her perfect body violated in the
most disgusting of crimes.  The fact that she didn't run was testament to
the fact that she was consenting to this, and consent in Czech law meant
that this wasn't a crime at all; it was art.  Unknowingly, her parents had
signed the waver document that included consent for the studio to do
anything they liked under the laws of the country in which they were
filming.  If they wanted to object later, they couldn't.

   The establishing shots didn't take long and the actors stood poised to
rape Fanella.  The first soldier twisted her arm and she squealed in real
pain.  Then she was on the ground kicking violently at him as he undid his
flies.  The other two held her firmly though.  They were big strong men and
she was no match at all for them.  Her legs were forcably spread apart and
the first soldier, with his pants down by his knees, entered her exposed
virgin cunt.  I saw a flash of her pussy lips just before he entered and
then she screamed in pain.  It was a horrible real scream that continued
between yells and sobs for five minutes while he pumped her mercilessly.

   No sooner had he finished than the next soldier yanked her up on her
knees and slapped her buttocks hard.  He took her roughly from behind,
penetrating her violently and vigorously thrusting with his hips.  Poor
Fanella screamed and sobbed as he raped her.  Then he was followed by the
third soldier.  He had just ejaculated when the director called.

   "Stop!  Stop!

   No this isn't right.  We're going to have to do this all over again.  We
need to see the girl slapped a lot more guys.  Slap her face and her
buttocks.  Do it properly.  You're raping her, not making love!" He turned
towards Fanella, whose face was tear stained.  "Darling, you were
wonderful! Your scream is chilling my dear.  Don't worry, the camera will
be kind.  It won't see all of you."

   The rape scene went on for an hour and a half.  As the three actors were
drained of semen, the cameraman and finally the director himself took over
the soldiers roles slapping Fanella brutally and twisting her arm so that
she cried real tears.  Most of all, they raped her hard and fast urgently
emptying their huge dicks into her now defiled fuck hole.  I thought I
might be asked to 'act' in this absurd scene and I dearly wanted to but at
2pm the director raised his hand and said that we were all done.

   I carried the lifeless, naked, battered Fanella back to C12 in my arms.
She had a black eye and her body was covered in bruises.  Surprisingly her
vagina was red but not too damaged.  The director had allowed plenty of
lubricant to be applied between rapes.  As I laid her down and covered her
I felt the urge to penetrate her myself.  My cock was sore with seeing her
assaulted so blasphemously.

   The other kids returned about half an hour later.  When I told them
Fanella was sleeping, they all came to snuggle up with me in a huge green
and red chair.  I stroked their bare bottoms and even allowed my finger to
rest on Nula's sweet bald cunt.  It remained there enjoying the slight
wetness and the little clitoris nub.  Every now and then I kissed either
Celia or Nula.  Rafel came to join us and we remained there for about half
an hour.

   The following day, I received an early message to prepare Celia Nula and
Rafel for filming in Section F.  I knew what it meant.  Half an hour later,
the door of C12 opened and the director walked in with the same cameraman.
He coughed.  "Ummmm....  we have decided to er...  extend the rape scene."
No one had even come into C12 in the whole time we were there so it was a
surprise to be disturbed.  "If you could come right away with these three
children, I will explain."

   We walked along the long corridors back to the other side of the complex
to Section F.  We arrived and the studio looked quite different.  There was
a large double bed in the middle of the set together with a bedroom scene.
The director breathed in with satisfaction.  "This is a softer scene, which
we may or may not show.  I am not sure yet." The director looked me in the
eye.  "I would like you to act in this scene.  You are a mercenary who has
hired three child prostitutes from the favelas.  You take them to your
hotel room where you proceed to gently exchange oral sex.  You will lick
the girls vaginas and the boy's erect penis.  Then they will suck and lick
your penis.  Finally you will have full sex with both girls.  For the
purposes of the film we will film everything for real, although the camera
will be kind." I almost laughed.  For the purposes of the film...?  I held
the Directors gaze.  "Alright, just keep my face out of the camera will
you?" The director glanced at the cameraman and nodded.  The cameraman gave
a perceptable nod in return.

   SIX YEARS LATER:

   That afternoon was without a doubt the most erotic experience I had ever
had.  I knew it was a one off and that it could never be repeated.  I also
knew that the film was for the directors own personal enjoyment and would
never be shown anywhere.  Having full sex with both Nula and Celia was a
lifetime dream come true.  That afternoon they were licked sucked and
fucked in every hole.  Seeing the Director anally fucking Rafel was
something that had to be seen to be believed.

   When we returned to C12, I should have been sexually drained from two
hours of sex.  But seeing Fannela sitting naked at the dressing mirror only
increased my ardour.  I went straight up to her and took her from behind. I
fucked her good and hard even though I'd shot my load three times already.
It was a personal record.

   Of course the children told their stories but their parents were kept at
bay by a very clever lawyer indeed who managed to convince everyone that
nothing had ever happened.  However, an email from Fanella arrived one day.
I don't know how she had acquired my email because my confidentially had
been strictly guarded ever since the Ramirez film.

   "I wanted to say thank you for a very special experience six years ago.
Everybody wanted to see me go crazy, to see me messed up because of what
happened.  But in truth, I never knew I could feel like that.  For ages, I
couldn't understand why I would feel excited when I thought about being
humiliated and beaten.  At school, I would fantasise about being made to
walk about naked in front of everybody.  My panties would get wet in the
afternoon when I dreamed about being forced to walk through the school in
the nude or being whipped by teachers.

   When I was fourteen, I couldn't bear it any longer.  I stripped off in
class one day and stood in front of everybody.  Then I walked down the
corridor leaving my clothes behind.  The school went crazy.  I was put in
an institution for a while.  I'm a porn actress now.  I have a boyfriend
who likes to do those things to me.  We moved to the US.  He makes me do
all kinds of humiliating shit.  Fuck, it still makes my pussy wet!  Love
Fanella.  xxx"