This website is for sale. If you're interested, contact us. Email ID: [email protected]. Starting price: $2,000
Eight years later.
Events had gone close to the plan, there were many high points, some lows, one notable. Cindy was the face of major products. Men and women wanted to know, 'who it that girl?". Fresh faced, brilliant smile, sweet with a hint of sex. Then she landed a spot on a situation comedy that lasted several seasons. Nikki and Peter had negotiated well for her. When the show went into reruns we would get checks for years. Sandy had completed college and moved out to join us. She was working in accounting and studying for her CPA. Johnny had moved out too and started well, working for Gilbert. He was doing a softcore series of fairy tales until unfortunately in three weeks he managed to get two of Rapunzel, Little Bo Peep and Little Miss Muffett pregnant. We were happy, comfortable. We had a house up near Nikki and Peter. "On the other side of the tracks", as we laughingly called it. Not a mansion, it was nice. Bigger than our apartment. We put in a higher fence out back and had a small pool and hot tub. We entertained and had some adventures. But we did it all together. There was just one incident that marred the ideal.
Cindy was about 25 at the time. Had shown she could act well enough on TV and now Nikki was looking for a movie opportunity. A small role to start. We'd discussed possibly allowing some nudity in the right film. This could be her coming out. America's Sweetheart grows up. Nikki and Cindy reviewed and updated her demands. No full frontal. Brief tits ok, ass ok. Only in a quality film for a legit reason. Then in an unfortunate turn of events a clusterfuck in the office sent Cindy to Henry Waters office alone. Waters was a movie producer, one of the tops in the business. But he had a reputation. Cindy got a call from a young guy in the office. She was to meet Nikki at Waters' office. But somehow Nikki didn't get the call. By this time Cindy's sister Sandy was working in their accounting department and I was across the hall in IT. When I heard my sister screaming I ran across through the elevator banks to see what was up.
"WHAT FUCKING PART OF 'CINDY DOES NOT GO TO A MOVIE PRODUCER'S OFFICE WITHOUT ME' Do you not understand?"
"But I...."
"IF YOU FUCKING say 'But' again you will be leaving this building, not on the elevator or stairs." We were on the 10th floor.
"What happened Nikki?"
"Cindy's at Waters' office. Come with me." We had not noticed that Sandy had already left.
What happened....
"Hello Ms. Monroe. Yes, Mr. Waters will be right with you."
"Nikki Hoerner is supposed to meet me here."
"Perhaps she was delayed? Mr. Waters has a very busy schedule. This time was booked for you. You can go in now. He gets angry if people cancel on him."
Cindy went in. A huge office. Plush leather seats. A sofa. Or a casting couch? Rumors were that Waters' couch was kept warm.
"Come in Cindy. Have a seat."
"Hello Mr. Waters, Nikki is supposed to be here too." She took one of the leather chairs.
"Ah, call me Henry. And we're all adults here. We can get all the producer/actor stuff out of the way then let Nikki beat me up over the contract later. She's a tough one." Waters came round his desk and took the other chair. They spent five minutes discussing the role and he did mention there was a nude scene.
"Your participation will boost audience numbers. Let's be honest, untold numbers of horny teens and their Dads who wouldn't normally go see this one will do so for the first glimpse of your body. And Nikki is going to make me pay for the privilege. Since I'm going to be shelling out more for a relatively short scene I'd like to be sure it's going to work. Did you bring a bathing suit? You can change in there."
"I wasn't told to bring a suit."
Now Waters seemed annoyed. "Fucking people can't organize anything. Well I don't have all day. Just strip down, then walk from here over to the wall and back."
"I don't know. Maybe I should wait for..."
"I don't have time. Do you want this part?"
Cindy stripped down to bra and panties. She did the walk as directed. "OK good, now lose the panties. Let's see if your ass is worth it." Cindy hesitated. Saw Waters' annoyance and complied. When she was 5 feet from Waters he called, "Stop. Now drop the bra and turn your top to the side. Full ass shot and side boob. s will stop their videos here for years."
Cindy, now realizing she was in dangerous territory removed her last article of clothing. She was naked in Henry Waters infamous office. She took a deep breath and turned to give Waters the requested view. She looked at him. His fat cock was out of his pants, engorged, angry, needy.
"Very nice. s will be jacking themselves to this shot and my movie will make millions more. And Nikki will ass fuck me for your share. For that privilege, Henry would like a little down payment. Come over here and suck my cock.
Cindy turned and stared him down. "No fucking way. I'm calling Nikki and you'll be sorry."
"Oh fuck that bitch and her husband. They've got pull but I'm fucking Henry Waters. No one can touch me. You're lucky I don't fuck that little cunt you've got there. But you've got some standing. Not some desperate hayseed off the bus. So just suck my cock and be on your way. Not a requirement for employment, just something you're going to do."
With two quick steps Waters was on her. He grabbed a handful of hair and pulled Cindy to him. He smacked her ass several times hard. Then bent her over his chair. Tempted, he satisfied himself with jamming two fingers roughly into her pussy. She was dry and cried in pain. Removing his fingers he pushed her to her knees, pushing his cock against her mouth shaking Cindy by the hair.
"Suck my cock you little dry cunt. There are girls who would beg to have me fuck them for an opportunity in the movies. SUCK ME!"
Wanting to avoid being hurt any more Cindy opened her mouth. Waters shoved his cock into her mouth and holding her head by her hair roughly fucked her face, no other word for it, fast and deep. He was angry that she dared deny him. He laughed as the tears streamed, he got his cock into Cindy's throat.
"America's Sweetheart sucks some cock. Now that would be a headline. Now take it all you prissy bitch. And don't spill a drop of my cum on this carpet."
Waters continued his assault grabbing Cindy's head in two hands and holding his cock in her throat. Grunting then cumming forcefully. Cindy managed to swallow it all. When he'd satisfied himself Waters stepped back and adjusted himself. Now a businessman again.
"Not bad. Not bad at all. I'll have my people get in touch with Nikki."
Holding her clothes in front of her Cindy screamed, "No fucking way you bastard."
"Then just get out. I'm tired of you."
Cindy dressed quickly and left. She glanced at the receptionist who gave a knowing look and averted her eyes quickly. Nikki and I arrived 30 minutes later to a scene of chaos and commotion. Paramedics were in Waters' office, he seemed to be lying on the floor in some pain. LAPD had Sandy in cuffs and she was screaming, "If you ever come within 1000 feet of Cindy Monroe again I will cut off your other nut and feed it to you, you r MOTHERFUCKER!"
We learned Sandy had arrived as Cindy was leaving. She'd burst into Waters' office and as the cop put it, "kicked a 50 yarder right in the nuts." It later took surgeons a good long time to sort things out. Henry Waters' left testicle was a lost cause. He wouldn't be starlets for awhile. Helen Bernsten covered all Sandy's defense costs. Her only comment to the press, "I don't condone violence towards any human or animal. Henry Waters is neither." With the evidence against Waters, he agreed not to file charges on Sandy. The matter was dropped. Waters was done. Cindy never made a movie.
A few months later Cindy and I were lying by the pool. "Tim, I don't know if I want to make a movie. Or be naked on screen. I don't mind for you of course, or for our friends here. It is still kind of a thrill in person."
"Sure, whatever you decide. You're doing well anyway. I don't need more." So, no one got to see her goods on film. Thousands of teens were deprived and had to watch her TV show and imagine. But there's only one first time to be nude on film. And to do it at the prime of your life. I had an idea. I contacted Gilbert for a favor. He held no grudge against us for Johnny. He actually found that whole episode amusing and told the story many times. "Miss Muffett and Rapunzel. In one week!" And Johnny had ended up marrying Miss Muffett. She gave him twin girls. I asked Gilbert if he would direct a special film for me. One print only. I would pay his usual fees.
"Remember Gilbert, one print only. There may be real penetration, but cut it properly to not to show everything."
"For you Tim, I will do this at cost. Just me, an assistant and the cameraman. And who will be in this film?" I told him. The day of filming arrived. Cindy and I got to the studio and surveyed the set. Gilbert had created a white room, with a round white bed in the middle. The actors would provide all the color. Felipe had made a custom outfit for Cindy all in the whitest white. I just had to bring my cock. I'd asked Gilbert to produce a film, one copy, starring Cindy, with me as the male partner. I would have her, us, to watch in our old age. She looked fabulous as she strolled onto the set. Felipe had her in sexy, almost slutty lingerie. A custom brassiere, garter, stockings, nothing else. She walked towards me, her favorite triangle on display.
Gilbert looked at her. "Perfect" Then he looked down at me. 'I am used to having a bit more to work with, do you need a fluffer?"
"I'll do his fluffing."
"Most unusual for the star, but please do. We need him flaccid but appearing interested."
The vision in white, squatted down, so as not to dirty her white stockings and sucked the end of my cock. That and a few light strokes had me at "some promise" mode. We were ready.
"That will do I suppose. No cock double?"
"No, thanks Gilbert, but this cock is the one I want."
"Then positions please. Tim stand over there, Cindy you'll walk in to the room from there, not too fast I want the camera to linger on you, you are the star."
Gilbert got in position on his chair to watch. Checked with the cameraman. Looked at us. And...
"Action!"
This website is for sale. If you're interested, contact us. Email ID: [email protected]. Starting price: $2,000