Marie did not know what to say after she had heard how she had suffered such humiliation for nothing. She did not know whether to cry or be angry, but, in the end, she sat in stunned silence.
Finally, she recovered enough to ask Jane some questions.
“Did you know what Brad and Hiroshi had planned for me today?” was her first query.
Jane replied that she had no idea that they had planned such an elaborate way to humiliate Marie, although Brad had already told her that he was sure that he could make Marie want to meet him again.
Then Marie asked her daughter why Hiroshi had pretended to be so shy at the resort. Jane answered that Japanese are quite private people usually, so many things are kept hidden from public view. When Brad suggested that Jane and Hiroshi should go to find a quiet place, Hiroshi became embarrassed at Marie being present. He was not shy about going with Jane, but he was embarrassed at doing so while Marie was present.
Finally, Marie asked Jane about the Yakuza who had cum on her hair in the hotel. Jane explained that Brad had told her that Hiroshi’s father was rich. He had many connections in Japan, and some of those were with the Yakuza. In Japan, the Yakuza were not like the Mafia in Italy; they operated in the public view and it was common for a legitimate businessman to have contacts with them.
So, Hiroshi was able to ask his father for the name of a Yakuza contact in Cebu, and he was able to arrange for the ten men to come to the hotel room to humiliate Marie. They did not ask why they were required to cum on her, but they were very familiar with the use of bukkake, which means cumming on a woman’s face as treatment of a woman who needed to be punished. The Japanese practice of bukkake originated as a punishment for unfaithful wives in feudal Japan, and it was still used by Yakuza to punish women.
Then Jane surprised her mother by announcing that Hiroshi was only pretending to study nursing in Cebu. This was his cover story, which disguised the real reason that he was there.
“Why is he here?” asked Marie.
“To answer that, I have to tell you about his father’s business” Jane replied.
“I told you that Hiroshi’s father is rich, but I didn’t say how he made his money. Actually, his father produces movies – special movies. You could say that these movies are porn, but they are a special kind of porn. The movies that Hiroshi’s father produces are special movies.”
“What do you mean by special?” asked Marie.
“Well the bukkake that happened to you would be one kind of special movie” was Jane’s answer.
Marie was immediately alarmed to hear what Jane had said. Maybe Brad and Hiroshi had secretly filmed the men cumming on her hair and then the two men pissing on her. If they had done that, she knew that they would release the movie on the internet, and maybe someone that knew her would see it. Her reputation and her marriage would be destroyed if that happened.
“Did…I mean…was I… did Brad tell you that he had filmed what happened to me?” Marie stammered.
Jane reassured her mom that she had checked with Brad, and he had told her that neither he nor Hiroshi had filmed her humiliation.
However, he had said that he would like to discuss a business proposition with both Marie and Jane.
“What kind of business does he want to discuss with us?” Marie asked in alarm.
“I don’t know” said Jane. “He wouldn’t tell me. However, he insisted that he would only tell me what it is if both of us are present. I’m really curious about what he is thinking, but you have to be with me or else he won’t say. I tried everything to make him tell me, but he just smiled and repeated that he needs both of us to hear his suggestion. So, please mom, agree to meet him with me” Jane begged.
Marie was very hesitant to agree to meet Brad after the horrible humiliation she had been forced to suffer, but equally she was curious about what kind of business offer Brad might make. And secretly she was ashamed to admit to herself that she craved to experience again the humiliation of being Brad’s slut and that she was willing to do anything he asked.
So, reluctantly, but also expectantly and excited, Marie agreed to meet Brad again. Jane thanked her mom and told her that she would make the arrangements and let Marie know when and where they should meet.
For the next two days, Marie spent her time torn between desperate to hear about the arrangements for the meeting, and half-hoping that it would not take place. She hated herself for being so weak as to want Brad to treat her like the whore that was her place in life, but eager to hear what nasty plan Brad had for her. Because she knew that Brad would not want to involve her and Jane in a straight and innocent business. For sure, Brad would have some dark and dirty business in mind for her and her daughter.
But now that Jane had announced that she was no longer a virgin, Marie had no reason not to agree to Jane being involved in Brad’s scheme, which she knew would involve twisted and perverted sex.
A few days passed with Marie anxiously waiting for Jane to tell her where they were to meet Brad. Finally, three days after Jane had revealed that she was no longer a virgin, and that Hiroshi’s father was involved in the production of specialist porn videos, Jane came home and teasingly began to speak.
Smiling at her mother, she said, “Brad told me where we should meet.” Then she stopped.
And smiled.
Marie was desperate to hear where Brad had arranged for them to meet, but she was even more desperate to see Bead again and to discover what nasty plan he had in store for her.
But Jane had stopped talking, so Marie was forced to drag the information from Jane word by word, or at least that is what it felt like to her.
“Well, where did he say we should meet?” Marie asked her daughter anxiously. “And what does he want to talk about?”
Marie did not care that her desperate need to see Brad again was transparent for Jane to see. She needed to be under his control again, and she needed to be used by him. She would do whatever he ordered her to do, no matter how humiliating, and no matter how weak and needy she appeared to be to both Brad and Jane.
Marie had fallen to her lowest depths; she had been humiliated by Brad and Hiroshi when they had ordered strangers to cum on her; they had pissed on her; and they had cut her hair off. Surely, there were no further depths of humiliation and submission that Marie would sink to. That is what any outsider would think, but Marie knew in her heart that she would be willing to submit to anything from Brad, any order, any perverted wish he wanted her to fulfill.
Marie had finally realized that all her crazy sex meetings in Dubai were just a prelude, just a practice for what she was desperate to offer to her Master Brad.
Jane smiled at her mother again, and told her that they had to go to Hiroshi’s hotel room again the next day.
Marie nodded her agreement, and her heart skipped a beat because she knew that Brad had chosen this place for their meeting in order to humiliate her and to demonstrate that she was his property. His message was clear. Marie had no control over her own actions. She had to obey him and do whatever he commanded.
The following afternoon, Marie went alone to the hotel where Hiroshi was living. She and Jane had arranged that they would meet there as Jane had class and she told her mother that she would go straight after her last class finished.
Marie did not know whether to be relieved or nervous because she did not know how she would feel about entering the room where she had faced such humiliation recently. As she walked through the entrance to the hotel, she felt mixed emotions flood her mind. First, she remembered the way that Brad and Hiroshi had watched as many men had cum on her, and how the two of them had pissed on her.
This was not what made Marie feel humiliated. Many men in Dubai and a few in England had cum on her face, her hair, her body or in her mouth. All these she had loved and felt a thrill when the spurts of sperm hit their intended target.
Being pissed on was not something that Marie desired, but she knew that a willing slut such as herself had to submit to whatever a man wanted to do to her. It had happened a few times in Dubai when some man she had met had realized that she was totally submissive and ready to accept any order from him. She had even agreed to drink piss, although she had some limits. Marie would never participate in anything that involved shit, blood or animals.
And as she walked through the entrance of the hotel, Marie mentally added one more red line that she would never cross – she would never allow herself to become involved in a direct sex act with her daughter. Incest was a taboo too far for Marie to accept.
Marie felt strong as she mentally ticked off the things that she would refuse to do if Brad asked her. But then she remembered the most humiliating thing that Brad had done to her – he had cut off her hair. For Marie, losing her long hair was the worst thing that had ever happened to her, and she was not sure if she could face the two men who had so recently done this to her.
But then she knew that she was drawn to Brad like a moth is drawn to a flame. He was dangerous, and she could burn and die, but she could not stop herself from getting closer to him. She was an addict; he was her drug and she needed her fix.
As she exited the lift on the floor where Hiroshi lived, Marie again wondered whether she was doing the right thing or whether she was going to sink lower into a spiral of submission that she would never escape from. However, that thought did not linger long in her mind, and she rang the bell almost automatically. Indeed, Marie was like a robot. Her body seemed to move of its own accord without any input from her mind.
Within seconds of Marie ringing the bell, the door opened. Hiroshi stood there smiling as if he had not recently participated in humiliating Marie. Instead, he welcomed her in and followed behind her as she entered the room. That’s when she saw Brad, and her heart pounded with emotion. Marie was not sure if what she felt was fear or desire, but she knew that whatever Brad ordered her to do, she would not be able to refuse. Marie could almost not look at Brad as she knew that he would see the hunger in her eyes to pleading to be humiliated again, so she glanced around the room in order to avoid his gaze.
As she looked around the room, Marie realised that Jane was already there, sitting on the same couch where she had lain drugged while Marie was being fucked from behind by Brad. This memory made Marie feel uneasy as she thought that Brad might humiliate her in some way while her daughter watched. This caused her to feel tense and uncomfortable because Jane had never witnessed the depths to which she was willing to sink in order to please Brad.
However, she need not have worried because Brad greeted her with a smile and asked her to take a seat beside Jane on the couch.
Marie sat down nervously, wondering what Brad was going to say. However, what he said first surprised Marie.
“Marie, I am sorry that Hiroshi and I put you through such a humiliating time here.”
Marie’s mouth and eyes opened in wonder at what she had just heard Brad say. Had Brad really apologised for what he had forced her to endure?
“Actually, there was a reason why we did what we did. I wanted to see what you were able to bear. I know that at the time you felt humiliated and probably you hated me and Hiroshi for treating you so badly and making you the object of so many horrible actions such as cutting off your hair. But now that I see you here, I know that we did the right thing.”
Brad paused to let Marie try to understand what he had just said. After a few moments, he continued.
“Marie, when you agreed to come here to meet us, I knew that we had found the perfect person to star in some movies – the movies that Hiroshi’s father produces.”
Marie was stunned at what Brad had revealed to her about why he had humiliated her so badly. However, she was also shocked at the mention of movies. Had Brad really filmed her that night? She wanted to ask him if he had filmed her, but she was almost afraid to hear his answer.
“What do you mean?” Marie stammered. “What movies? Did you…I mean did you film…when you and..when what happened?” Marie couldn’t ask Brad directly if he had filmed her humiliation.
Brad smiled, and at the same time Jane squeezed her mother’s hand.
“No” Brad said. “I told Jane that I hadn’t filmed you, and that’s the truth. But there was something that I lied about.”
Then he paused and looked at Hiroshi, and Marie’s heart sank as she saw the two men smiling.
“You” was all that she could say as she realised the truth.
Brad laughed at Marie’s discomfort.
“Yes” he said. “I didn’t film you….but Hiroshi did.”
Marie knew that she was now trapped and that Brad would threaten to use that recording to make her do anything that he wanted.
Marie was now truly Brad’s bitch.
Brad smiled as he saw that Marie was now totally under his control. He knew that he did not have to say anything about what had happened in this room in order to make Marie do whatever he wanted. But he also knew that he needed to degrade Marie even more by showing her daughter the depths that she had sunk to before explaining his plans for her to star in the special movies that Hiroshi’s father produced and sold to a select audience in Japan and abroad.
As Marie watched, horrified, Brad nodded to Hiroshi who clicked the remote to switch on the large-screen TV opposite the sofa where Marie and Jane were sitting.
“I want to show you something interesting, Jane” Brad chuckled.
As he said that, Brad motioned to Hiroshi, who clicked again to start the video he had made which showed the details of how Marie had been humiliated so completely.
Marie was unable to move or to protest as the different scenes were replayed on the giant screen. Jane also sat not speaking as her mother was defiled and degraded again and again onscreen.
Finally, as the video ended, Brad turned to Jane.
“Well, Jane, what do you think of your mother now? You knew she was a slut, but did you also know that she would be willing to do anything I commanded her to do?”
Jane was numb at what she had just witnessed. She had watched porn with Brad and Hiroshi before, but she had never seen any porn movie so humiliating, and which was evidently not staged or scripted.
“Brad, what are you going to do with that video?” Jane asked after a few minutes.
“I’m glad you asked that” Brad answered. “Hiroshi’s father makes ‘specialist’ videos for a select group of people in Japan and internationally. We will send this video to him, and I’m sure that his clients will appreciate the quality of what you have just seen. Believe me, they will be prepared to pay a lot for such a video.”
Then he laughed. “Your mother will be famous with a very select group of people, and I’m sure that they will ask to see more of her degradation. This will definitely be only the first of a series of videos we will make starring Marie.”
Marie was stunned at what she had just heard. She knew that she was capable of allowing herself to be abused in so many ways. The gangbang she had done in Dubai proved that she was willing to be used as nothing more than a collection of holes for men to dump their cum, and she had constantly sought out meetings with men who would treat her like a whore and make her feel worthless and cheap. However, she had never imagined that she would fall under the spell of someone like Brad.
Now that it had happened, she dreaded the thought that he would insist that she make ever more degrading and humiliating videos. At the same time, she knew that this was what she deserved – that she was truly worthless and that she existed only to serve as a release for the most perverted desires of men.
Looking at Marie, Brad knew what she was thinking, and he also knew that he had to take advantage of her vulnerable state. It had been a very good idea to have Jane present when he and Hiroshi showed Marie the video because it would make Marie feel ashamed that her daughter had seen the depths of her degradation which would make it easier to manipulate her to do whatever he wanted in future.
And he certainly wanted her to do more depraved things in future for two reasons. Firstly, for his own twisted sense of what was sexually pleasurable, and secondly because Hiroshi’s father would pay him for every video that would appeal to his clients.
“Brad, please,” Marie begged, “don’t send this video to Hiroshi’s father. What would happen if my husband, Alvin, saw it on the internet? It would destroy him, and he might do something really violent. In his youth he was a boxer, and he might beat me badly. He might even come after you, looking for revenge.”
Brad laughed. “Don’t panic, Marie” he said. “The people who buy these videos are a very select group of rich people. They are not silly teen boys who would post videos on the internet. They pay a lot to see videos that cater for their specialist tastes, and they are not interested in sharing with the world what they have paid for. Think of them like art collectors who pay a fortune for some painting that they keep at home and do not share with anyone else. That is the mindset of the typical person who buys these videos. So, I don’t think your husband or anyone else you know has the sort of money needed to buy one of these videos. Besides, the videos are not offered on the open market. You have to be recommended by another client, and even then potential new customers are vetted very carefully before they are added to the list of approved customers.”
Marie felt slightly less worried when she heard what Brad had explained, but she was still worried about what he might ask her to do in a future video.
She soon found out what her next ‘starring’ role would be.
“Customers often make special requests for specific videos” Brad began. “There are several requests for one video that should be made urgently. This is what you are going to appear in, Marie.”
“What sort of video?” Marie asked anxiously. Jane also looked nervously at Brad and Hiroshi, wondering what they were about to ask her mother to do.
“You know what golden showers are Marie?” Brad asked.
Marie nodded, as she had already been the recipient of that perversion a few times in Dubai.
However, Jane looked puzzled.
“Explain to Jane what golden showers are” Brad ordered.
Marie hesitated, but then she spoke softly and with her eyes cast down.
“Golden showers are where a man or a woman pisses on another person – usually on a woman.”
Jane’s eyes opened wide at the thought that someone could find that sexually arousing, but at the same time she was relieved that it was not something as extreme as the video she had seen, even though Brad and Hiroshi had pissed on her mom.
“So, that’s your next starring role, Marie. Hiroshi will arrange the venue and the other people involved. All you have to do is turn up when you are told and act naturally” Brad smiled.
Marie felt her stomach flutter at the thought of being made to perform as the toilet for a group of people who wanted to empty their full bladders. Meekly, she nooded her head in acceptance of what Brad had just told her.
“That’s all” Brad said. “Be ready for Hiroshi to send word.”
And with that, he dismissed Marie and Jane with a wave of his hand.
Mother and daughter rose to their feet, and slowly left the apartment, not daring to look at Hiroshi or Brad.
Outside, Marie could not look at Jane in the eye, but Jane took her mother’s arm and said, “It’s ok, mom. Don’t be ashamed. I know that you don’t have a choice about what Brad tells you to do. And you know what?”
“What?” Marie asked her daughter.
“I want to be there when you make this video.”
Marie was almost unable to focus on her daily activities of food shopping, cooking, and cleaning as she waited to receive a phone call from Hiroshi giving her instructions about where she should go for the video shoot. In fact, she had to wait for almost two weeks before her phone rang with the information that she needed – and longed – to hear.
The instructions were clear and precise. Hiroshi gave her an address, a day, and a time. He told her not to wear anything special – her outfit would be provided. Hiroshi did not mention whether he wanted Jane to be present, and Marie mentally wrestled with herself about whether to tell her daughter that she had received the call from Hiroshi. In the end, she said nothing to Jane.
When the day of the meeting came, Marie was glad that Jane was not at home because she had class. The jeepney ride to the address Hiroshi had given her took almost 30 minutes, during which Marie had time to try to imagine what Hiroshi and Brad had planned for her.
The address was a warehouse in a small industrial estate. The sort of place that had people coming in and out during the day, but that was quiet in the evening and at night. Hiroshi had told Marie to be there at 6 pm which was after most premises had closed and most workers had gone home.
As she descended from the jeepney, Marie wondered whether she was doing the right thing. This place looked slightly scary and almost deserted. In spite of her trepidation, Marie searched for the address that Hiroshi had given her. Finally she found the nondescript warehouse with the name “Japan Import and Export” on the faded nameplate.
Marie tried the door handle, but it was locked. Knocking on the door, she again felt that maybe it had been a mistake to obey Hiroshi’s summons. However, she did not have much time to change her mind as the door opened slightly and a face peered through the open gap.
“Yes?” enquired the person.
“I’m Marie” Marie stuttered in response to this unwelcoming greeting.
‘OK” was the only word that acknowledged that Marie was indeed at the correct address.
“Come in” and the door was pulled open just wide enough for Marie to slide through sideways.
As she entered, what Marie saw was a typical large open space which could be found in any warehouse in any part of the world. However, one end of the warehouse seemed to be partitioned off from the rest of the space, and it was to this partition that Marie was guided by the man who had opened the door for her – and who had locked it behind her, Marie suddenly realised.
She was alone in a locked and seemingly deserted warehouse and nobody knew where she was.
However, she need not have worried as a door in the partition opened and Hiroshi came out. As he came out of the door, Marie inwardly sighed with relief at the sight of a face that she knew, even though she had no idea what she was supposed to do there.
“Marie, welcome” Hiroshi said with a smile.
“Thank you, Hiroshi” Marie replied.
Hiroshi gestured to Marie to enter through the door that he had just emerged from, and he followed her as she did so, closing the door behind him and leaving the other man outside.
When Marie entered the room, she was amazed to realise that this was a fully-equipped movie studio. There were cameras and lights and other equipment that Marie did not recognise. However, now that she saw where she was, Marie understood what she was going to have to do. She would be filmed doing whatever Hiroshi and Brad had decided for her.
Turning to Hiroshi, who appeared to be the only person in the studio Marie asked “What is going to happen, Hiroshi?”
Hiroshi smiled and replied “We’re going to make a little movie – and you are going to be the star!”
“Don’t worry” he added, “You won’t have to do anything. There isn’t much acting required.”
Marie still felt nervous and anxious about what role she would have to play and what was going to happen. However, she kept quiet and waited for Hiroshi to continue his explanation.
“There is an outfit in the wardrobe in the corner. Please put it on and then I’ll explain what we are going to do.”
Marie looked around and saw the wardrobe Hiroshi had pointed at. Hiroshi gestured that she should go there and so she obeyed his unspoken command.
When she opened the wardrobe, she saw what appeared to be a white wedding dress hanging inside. She turned to Hiroshi in surprise, but he called out “Take off your clothes and put the dress on.”
Marie looked around for a screen to undress and dress behind, but there was none, so she reluctantly began to slowly undress with her back to Hiroshi. First she slipped off her shoes and then unbuttoned her blouse, but kept it on. Then she unzipped her jeans and pulled them down and wriggled out of them. Finally she took off the blouse and reached for the wedding dress.
Hiroshi’s voice startled her for a moment. “Better take off your bra and panties” he said. “You will want to wear them going home and this movie might make that a little difficult.”
His suggestion made Marie wonder just what the movie was going to be about, but she quickly unhooked her bra and took it off, then pulled down her panties and stood there naked. Although Hiroshi had seen her naked before, Marie still felt shy in this situation. She also felt a little cold in this warehouse.
So, she rapidly lifted the wedding dress from its hanger and stepped into it. It had a zipper at the back that she could not do up all the way, but it seemed to fit her well. She turned around and asked Hiroshi to help her with the zipper.
Hiroshi walked over to her and deftly zipped the wedding dress all the way to the top. Marie wriggled a little to get comfortable in the dress until she felt that it was right for her.
“Mmmm you look great. Just perfect for the part” said Hiroshi, smoothing doen the dress and running his hands over Marie’s ass and tits.
Marie closed her eyes as Hiroshi’s hands roamed freely around her body. Her breathing quickened as his hands moved the dress against her nipples.
“What are we going to do?” she enquired.
“OK” said Hiroshi. “The scene is that you and I have just got married.” As he said this, Marie realised the Hiroshi was wearing formal attire, as if he really was going to a wedding.
“First we stand together and we kiss. Then I step back, you stand facing the camera, and the real action begins.”
Marie looked puzzled.
Hiroshi continued “This is a specialist video for a specific client. He dictated what will happen in the movie. He is who asked for a wedding dress and the rest of the action.”
“What is the rest of the action?” Marie asked nervously.
“After we kiss, I will step back and you remain facing the camera. I will operate the camera by remote control, but once the movie is happening, there will be no need to change the angle. Just stay facing the camera all the time.”
“Yes, but what are you going to do?” Marie persisted.
Hiroshi hesitated and then spoke softly. “Well I’m going to give you a special wedding present. I’m going to piss on you while you’re wearing the dress. Then you will kneel and suck my cock while the piss stains the white wedding dress yellow. That’s the fetish that this private client wants to have on video.”
Hiroshi knew that Marie would agree, but he checked to see that she was not going to back out. However, as a true submissive, Marie had no option but to accept whatever she was ordered to do.
And that is what happened. The cameras were set in motion remotely by Hiroshi, the ‘happy couple’ kissed and then Hiroshi stepped back as he had described.
When the first splash of piss hit Marie’s face, she closed her eyes by reflex. “Open your eyes and mouth” Hiroshi ordered.
Marie obeyed without thinking and immediately felt the warm liquid fill her mouth and cascade down her chin to soak into the dress.
“Now swallow” Hiroshi said. Marie closed her mouth and gagged slightly as the warm piss flowed down her throat.
Finally, Hiroshi’s bladder was empty. He had pissed so much that Marie was sure he had been drinking water for hours before she arrived in order to have an abundant supply of piss to cover her and the dress.
After that, Marie knelt and sucked Hiroshi’s cock to drain the last drops of piss from him.
“Excellent” Hiroshi said. “You can change now. There isn’t a shower here, but you will find a towel in the wardrobe. Take the dress off and leave it on that chair. It will accompany the video when the client comes to receive it.”
Hiroshi helped Marie to unzip the dress and to take it off. Marie was no longer conscious of being naked in front of Hiroshi, as she only wanted to find the towel and try to dry as much of the piss off as possible.
Finally, she had dried what she could and she started to dress again. It only took a few minutes before she was able to look around and see that Hiroshi was engrossed in what seemed to be a monitor. Marie went to where he was and she saw that Hiroshi was replaying the video.
Marie was proud seeing herself opening her mouth and then swallowing while piss ran down and stained the virginal white wedding dress.
“Is there anything else you want, Hiroshi?” she enquired.
“No that’s all for tonight. I’ll call you and let you know when I need you next.”
And with that, he dismissed Marie.
Marie walked quietly to the door and stepped out into the deserted warehouse. The man who had opened the door to her walked over to the main door and silently opened it again to let her out into the deserted industrial area.
Marie walked slowly towards the place where she could find a jeepney to take her home, wondering what new movie Hiroshi would want her to appear in next.
When she reached home, she went straight to the shower and changed her clothes so that Jane would not suspect what she had done.
And that was the end of the first day of Marie’s career as a star of specialist porn movies.
Two weeks passed before Marie heard from Hiroshi again. During this time, she did not tell Jane about the video she had made with Hiroshi in the warehouse. She tried to find out what was happening with Brad, but Jane replied that she had not seen him or heard from him for some time. Marie wondered if she would ever hear from him again, and also began to think that it was time for her to return to Dubai. However, she put that thought out of her mind when her husband told her in a phone call that his mother was still unwell, and he would have to remain with her for some weeks or perhaps months more. He asked Marie not to leave Jane alone, as he felt that it was not safe for a young girl to live without an adult family member looking after her.
In fact, the next day, Marie received a call from Hiroshi, giving her details of her next video assignment, so she felt that fate did not want her to return to her job in Dubai. At the same time, she was a little fearful of what might happen when her husband eventually returned home. From what he had told her, his mother’s health was deteriorating, and Marie thought it likely that she might soon die. If that happened, Alvin would return home after the funeral, and Marie knew that she would not be able to continue as Brad and Hiroshi’s slut. Her life would revert to being a boring housewife, unable to satisfy her craving for humiliation.
With those depressing thoughts swirling round her mind, Marie once again took a jeepney to the industrial area and knocked at the door as before. This time, she did not feel so anxious about what might happen, and what role she would be asked to play in the video.
The same man opened the door and nodded to the partitioned area as Marie entered the warehouse. Without hesitation, but with rising anticipation, Marie walked towards the amateur video studio.
The door to the studio was already open and Marie walked in, expecting to see Hiroshi inside.
Instead, she saw Brad.
Marie’s heart pounded at the sight of Brad because, while she had enjoyed the humiliation of being pissed on by Hiroshi, she knew that Brad was the only man capable of bringing her to depths of humiliation that she could not even imagine.
Brad did not look up when Marie entered the studio. Instead, he continued to make some adjustments to the camera. Marie stood silently, waiting for him to speak and tell her what she had to do. More than five minutes passed before Brad finally looked up and smiled at Marie.
“Hello again, Marie. It’s been too long ….” Brad spoke softly and pleasantly. This was not what Marie had been expecting, and it made her feel anxious and nervous about what Brad would tell her to do.
“Hello, Brad,” Marie managed to say, while looking around to see if she could find a clue about what Brad expected her to do. However, there was nothing in the room that seemed to be a prop for the video she was about to make.
However, Marie did not have long to wait before discovering what was expected of her.
“Take off your clothes, Marie.” Brad ordered. “I need you naked for this video.”
“What’s the video about today?” Marie enquired.
Brad smiled and shook his head. “You’ll see. Just take off your clothes and all will become clear after that.”
Marie reluctantly moved to the end of the room where she had previously changed and found the wedding dress to wear. But today, there was no wedding dress hanging for her to wear, and no other costume in sight. So, still puzzled about what Brad had in mind for this video, Marie began to undress.
Although she had undressed in front of possibly hundreds of men – mostly strangers who she never saw again – Marie felt hesitant about undressing while Brad was in the room, even though he had seen her naked often and had not only fucked her, but had also humiliated her in the most degrading manner.
Nevertheless, she finally undressed completely, and turned to face Brad.
Brad looked her up and down casually as if seeing her naked body was like passing a familiar landmark on his way to work – something known, but not sufficiently interesting to stop and stare.
Then he gestured to a high-backed chair and indicated that Marie should sit in it – all this without speaking or telling Marie what he expected her to do in the video she was going to star in.
In spite of not wearing anything, Marie felt hot in the warehouse because there was no air-conditioning or even a fan to reduce the temperature of the humid Cebu night. As she sat on the chair, the wooden seat felt cool on her bottom, but sweat trickled down between her breasts and ran in dribbles onto her stomach, where it collected in her navel.
Brad came to stand in front of her and this time he spoke as he handed her the prop that she would have to use for the satisfaction of the unknown Japanese fetishist who was willing to pay well for exclusive private videos.
“Take this dildo and masturbate yourself with it.” Brad held out a dildo that did not appear to be large or have any unusual features as far as Marie could see.
Puzzled at how this average-sized dildo could be used to make a fetish video, Marie took it from Brad’s outstretched hand and examined it carefully to see if there was some hidden feature that was not obvious at first glance.
However, as far as she could see, there was nothing special about the dildo which was not any different from ones that Marie had seen, and been fucked with, in Dubai.
Next, Brad held out a small tube of lubricant and told Marie to coat the bulbous head of the dildo, and then to spread her legs.
“What I’m going to do is to fuck your cunt with this dildo. But first, you need to use your fingers to get your cunt ready. So, you will rub your clit, open your cunt lips and generally show the camera how ready you are and how you need me to ram this dildo as far up you as it will go. OK?”
Marie nodded that she understood. “But is that all I have to do?” she asked.
“No. Once the dildo is inside you, you will take control of it and I will zoom the camera to focus on you as you cum. That’s what this customer wants – to see and hear you cum as hard as possible. And don’t think you can fake it. I’m going to make sure that you cum for real.”
“Ok” replied Marie, still not sure what was so special about this video. It seemed to her that there were a million porno videos that the customer could have bought or even watched for free online without having to pay extra as she knew Brad and Hiroshi’s customers had to.
But she shrugged and began to imagine how the dildo would feel in her cunt.
“One other thing” Brad said. “The customer wants you to wear this dog collar around your neck.” He reached down and showed Marie a studded dog collar that was lying on a small table beside where Marie was sitting.
Marie blinked a little on hearing what the customer obviously found kinky, but she had been with too many men who had treated her like dirt, including one who had even made her eat food from a dog’s bowl as she knelt on all fours naked on the floor, so she had no hesitation in raising her neck for Brad to fit the studded dog collar around her throat and neck, and fasten it behind her head.
“Ready?”
Marie nodded and spread her legs so the camera could get a good view of her freshly shaved cunt that was already moist in anticipation of fucking herself with the dildo. At the same time, she thought that this was going to be the easiest and least humiliating video she would ever have to make.
When Brad indicated that the camera was rolling, Marie carefully pulled her cunt lips apart so that there would be a good shot of her pink interior contrasting with her slightly dark exterior labia. Then she started to rub her clitoris until she felt it begin to peek from inside its covering hood.
Opening her legs wider, Marie used both hands to open herself to the camera. Although she was not really a fan of masturbating herself as she preferred a cock or a man’s fingers or tongue in her cunt, nevertheless, Marie felt her nipples starting to harden – a sure sign that she was finding what she was doing arousing.
Marie returned to rubbing her slick clit with her fingers and she began to breathe more heavily as she felt tingles coursing through her sensitive clit.
That was when Brad approached, and making sure not to block the camera, although with his back to it so that he would not feature in the video, he held up the dildo so that it could be seen in close up in the video, and then he reached down and pushed the head of the dildo into Marie’s open and well lubricated cunt.
Without waiting for her to respond, he thrust suddenly, ramming the dildo deep into Marie’s vagina. Marie gasped as she was split open by the force that Brad used to fill her cunt.
However, as she was so well lubricated, the sex toy slid deep into her without much difficulty and Marie was able to reach down and take control of sliding the dildo in and out of her cunt as Brad took his hand away.
Marie concentrated on the sensations of pleasure she felt as the hard toy penetrated her faster and faster. She lifted her head to show the degree of sexual arousal she felt, and also to demonstrate that she was wearing the dog collar that the customer had requested she wear.
“Good, good Marie, that’s perfect” Brad whispered. “Now, I’m going to do something that will really give you the most explosive orgasm you have ever had in your life.”
Marie heard the words, and while she knew that Brad was capable of making her feel humiliated and worthless, she doubted that he would be able to make her cum more than she had done when she had been the object of the gangbang in Dubai, or the time when Brad had fucked her in the swimming pool as she talked to her husband on the phone.
Marie had had too many sexual experiences and too many men had fucked her and treated her as the worthless slut she craved to become to believe that this time she would have the greatest orgasm of her life.
But she was wrong.
Almost before she realized what was happening, Marie felt Brad’s hands touching the back of her neck and fumbling with the dog collar.
Suddenly, through the waves of sexual pleasure she was feeling from the rhythm of thrusting the dildo in and out of her cunt, she heard a click as her head was pushed slightly forward as Brad did something with the dog collar.
Then, Brad leaned forward to whisper in her ear.
“Now you will feel the most intense orgasm of your life, I promise you.”
And with that, Marie suddenly felt herself lifted slightly upwards as the dog collar tightened around her neck.
Too late, she realized that Brad had attached the dog collar to a chain which was looped over a pulley screwed into a metal beam above her.
And Brad was pulling on the chain which was forcing Marie to rise as the chain tightened the dog collar around her neck.
“Don’t worry” Brad whispered. “This is breath play. It means that the sensation of being choked will produce an intense orgasm like you have never felt before.”
And with that, Brad pulled on the chain again.
Marie heard what Brad had said, but she also felt that she was being slowly strangled by the constricting dog collar. She had stopped using the dildo to pleasure herself, and raised her hands to try to claw at the dog collar as it bit into her throat. As she raised herself to her feet, she kicked the chair over, and soon she was only touching the floor with her toes.
Her vision blurred as her air supply was cut off by the pressure of the collar on her throat, and she began to feel dizzy from lack of oxygen.
At the same time, Marie realized that Brad was right. From deep inside her, she could feel an orgasm rising and beginning to wrack her whole body with intense sensations of sexual pleasure.
Marie had never felt such an intense rush of orgasmic sensation just as Brad had promised.
And just as Brad had promised, her face twisted in the throes of an orgasm that overwhelmed her whole body was caught on the camera for the viewing satisfaction of the unknown customer.
But what Brad had not told Marie was that the customer was interested in more than seeing and hearing how Marie’s orgasm crashed over her as she was half asphyxiated.
Yes, that was a fetish that this customer had been prepared to pay for and which Marie delivered with an Oscar winning orgasm that seemed to rise from the soles of her feet. Her face contorted and flushed, her nipples stiff, her breasts and chest flushed rosy, and her howls and grunts of pleasure as she came would have been enough for most connoisseurs of amateur porn.
But not for this customer. This customer wanted more.
And Brad delivered what the customer had paid for.
He gave the customer his unique personal view of a woman being strangled and choked to death.
When Marie’s body had finally stopped twitching, Brad let her dangle from the makeshift gallows that the dog collar, chain and pulley had created.
The video continued filming as Marie’s corpse slowly twisted and turned as it hung suspended in the air.
Brad smiled to himself at the thought of how much money he and Hiroshi had earned from this one customer.
And he wondered if the same customer might be interested in seeing another snuff video.
But this time with a young and pretty girl like Jane as the victim.
Epilogue
Marie’s body was never found, and although Jane reported her missing to the police, there was little interest in trying to discover what had happened to some woman from a poor part of the city.
As Marie had not told Jane that she was making videos with Hiroshi, Jane had no suspicion that he or Brad were involved with her mother’s death, especially as both men swore that they had not seen Marie for weeks.
Marie soon became just another statistic in a country of 120 million other people.
When she first went to work in Dubai, she discovered a side of her that had lain dormant and hidden in Cebu.
A secret and dark side that ultimately destroyed her, although it resulted in the most intense orgasm of her life.
Was that one glorious rush of sensation consuming her whole body worth it?
Nobody, apart from Marie, will ever know.