Horny babe’s dot com (SRP)

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Horny babe’s dot com (SRP)


This is an SRP about a low budget pay porn web site run out of a small warehouse located in the seedy industrial part of town. The Web site is run by Ken (played by me). There is a university across town and many young girls, short on money and far from home, go to Ken to make good money for performing sex acts in front of a camera. Some girls hear about the web site by word of mouth, some read the small add in the university paper advertising, “Good looking girls wanted for adult web site performance. No experience required. Call Ken at…” Visiting the web site, one may take a tour of the site and view trailers of the young girls’ performances. One world see girls using large dildos and vibrators, others using a speculum with close up views of their sex, some of the more adventurous ladies performing anal penetration on them selves. There are even a few girl-girl sense, but not male players. All of the girls on the web site start by being interviewed, naked, about their sexual experience and habits.

I’d like to invite ladies to post in this thread. I intent to make this an ongoing thread. One plot will run for a while, end, then the thread restarts with another lady posting.

The plot would start with the lady seeing the add in the paper, or hearing about the web site. Then she makes a visit to the studio for filming.
 
Ari

She had to face the facts, they weren't pretty, but they were true. Her boyfriend had left her, a bare two weeks after she had lost her sweet job at the law office downtown. Rent was coming due and her checking account was not going to cover her half, much less his. She needed money and now.

She paged through the school newspaper, nothing that paid well enough. An adult web site? A ... sex site? She looked at herself in the mirror. She minored in dance, and it showed in her long toned legs and slim build. She had a heart shaped face with a sweet smile, long, thick curly black hair and bright blue eyes. She looked good enough, she guessed. And if she could let guys manhandle her in a leotard on stage, how bad could some website be?

The important question was how much did they pay.

She dialed the number and asked to speak with Ken, about the ad, hoping she didn't sound too nervous.
 
Food was low.
Cash was low.
Life was low.

"Fuck."

Brynne Selton scanned the contents of her cupboard, finding only a few packages of popcorn and two poptarts.

Blueberry poptarts.

"Fuck!"

Not even the good kind. Yea. Life was really low. Fortunately, the slender blonde had been searching through the employment section of the cheapest newspaper she could find, the Kingstown Blues. Crappy name, crappy paper. Surprising jobs. A thin eyebrow arched at the sight of an ad. Paying. No experience required.

Brynne bit her lip. This could be a new experience. But it could also be dangerous.

But then again...what did she have to lose?

A phone call later, her appointment was made. 6:15 with Ken. No last name....kind of sketchy, but whatever.

Jeans, green halter, ballet flats, blazer. Perfect. Not trampy, but not prudish either. Very nice.

Running her fingers through her platinum hair, Brynne made her way to the warehouse and rang the bell.

[forgive the crappiness of my post, I was just trying to get one out]
 
I just got off the phone with this girl named ‘Brynne’. From the way she talked she seemed to have a “I don’t give a dam” kind of attitude; which is ok. Different viewers to my web site have different likes. I gave her the run down about what would be expected in terms of “acting” on camera, but she seemed to be more concerned about the money. ‘Well…’ I thought ‘…at least she seems eager.”

I told the guys (Ken has four stage hands to run the cameras and sound and set up the lights and things) to get ready for a shoot. I tolled them to get the king size bed set up and get the equipment out.

Just then the phone rang again. A nervous voice on the other end asked to speak with Ken about my add in the paper. “Hi, I’m Ken.” I responded in a cheerful voice. Then I had a thought, ‘Gee…I haven’t done any ‘girl-girl’ videos lately. Maybe I can get these two together!’ A smirk crossed my lips as I continued to talk to the lady. “Well,…I pay five hundred for one hour’s work, but I demand top performances.” I continued, “I have an opening today at six fifteen…if your interested?”
 
At six fifteen? I could get $500...tonight? For a performance? I could perform. He talked me through what he wanted to see, and I tried not to think about it. Just a few hours and I could look for something better for next month, it'd be a one time thing. I agreed, trying to sound worldy and not as scared as I felt.

I got dressed, nervous like it was for a date. Strappy heels to show off my legs, a filmy short, but not too short, skirt and a lacy top, minimal makeup. Looking in the mirror I tried to convince myself I was ready for this.

"You really need the money, Ari."

I tried again to think of another option as the clock ticked off the minutes. Finally it was time to leave...there weren't any.
 
Ken talked to Ari for some time explaining how his studio works. There would be an interview session then on to the performance. Ken also explained that it was practically a requirement that she “cum” on camera because that’s what gets lots of paying viewers.

Ken thought that Ari sounded surprised about making five hundred dollars in just one hour, but she seemed even more surprised that she had to get to the studio in less then an hour.

Ken didn’t mention to ether of the girls just what kind of performance that he expected of them, he would leave that for when they would meet! Ken smiled a bit and wondered how they would handle it. He wondered if ether girl was ever “with” a woman before. He wondered if ether, or both, would leave once discovering what was expected of them.

The stage hands were still setting up lights, props, and the cameras. They usually didn’t mind working late, no wonder why! Ken walked over to the studio area and helped setting up the cables running from the digital cameras to the computer. It was after six already and Ken mentioned to his staff, “Ok guys, lets finish up the ladies will be here soon”.

Just then the front door bell rang. Ken said to the crew, “Here’s the first one. I’ll give her the intro and have her sigh the release: you guys get things set up!”
 
Ari

I found the address, I hoped, the name over the doorbell was right, but their weren't any windows. I pressed the bell and waited, feeling my heart pound in my chest.

The door opened and she smiled at the man who greeted her, trying not to look nervous.

"Hi... I'm Ari... I spoke with Ken?"
 
I opened the door to a very good looking young lady dressed in sex light appeal. A slight smile came across my face as I looked her up and down. “Hi…I’m Ari…I spoke with Ken”, she said hesitantly. I thought to my self, ‘Yes…this is vary nice. It’s the pretty, but slightly timid ones that usually get the most views.’ I extended my hand and spoke up, “Hi! I’m Ken. Please come in.” I walked the lady into the small warehouse, and as we did the four stage hands looked up from there work to see the new ‘performer’. We walked past a few desks with computers on them, some open cabinets with camera equipment still in them, and a number of small posters of young ladies in versus stages of sex play. A few where inserting large dildos in there shaved sex, one lady, in a doggy position, with a vibrator in her ass, and one photo of two ladies—one in a doggy position and the other with a strap-on, apparently thrusting into the young blond before her! I spoke, “Ummm..these are some of my best performers.” We walked near the studio area where the guys were just finishing up setting things up. It was a seen of a bedroom with a large bed covered by a with thick comforter. The walls of the set were painted a light green and a light blue carpet covered the floor. On the bed were a number of sex toys that I had placed there earlier; among them were several dildos and vibrators of different sizes and colors, a metal speculum, and a strap-on dildo.

We walked need my desk and I motioned for the young lady to sit down. “Now I’m sure that you know what kind of web site I run.”, I said nonchalantly as we sat down. I continued with the details, “Now as I said over the phone, I pay five hundred dollars for an hour of on camera work. And I expect a good performance for that money.”, I said in a frank tone. Then I smiled a bit and said, “Now do you have any questions?” I continued, trying to wind up the logistics, “Now all I need is some ID to prove that you’re over eighteen, and for you to sign this waver.” I put the lengthy contract in front of the lady and handed her a pen. She probably noticed the bold print that said, “I ______ permit Horny babes dot com to use my image for any purpose they desire, and I hole no clamed to there use of my images.”

I hoped that we would finish up before the other girl showed. I still wondered how they would react when they discovered that I wanted them to do a girl-girl seen!
 
anna walked into the lobbey, desperately needing money. her student loans were crazy, she had a box of saltines and a tub of peanut butter. every meal for the last week. she waited for someone to talk to about a possible job.
 
I’d like to restart this thread with one lady to play the part of a reluctant college student in need of money.
 
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