Annie was set back to her place in line. Cuffed, and left there dripping while the boys then went about the task of set up a studio replica of an office in a corner of the garage. They collected Mae. Uncuffed her and took her into the back of the set. A Half an hour later she came out and was put into one of the

She was petrified. Everything had been so normal this morning. Now she was going to make an audition tape for a this whore profession. This was not what she should do. She was not a whore. She could not do this, but the fingers squeezing her cunt lips demonstrated to her that she would do this. "You understand?" the Master said as he manipulated her clit with his index finger, "Yes. . Y yy yes Master.I'll do what you say." she managed to get out. "Master" she quickly added as the grip tightened again.



"Good cunt, Now you are going in this "office" and make me and the camera, believe you are really applying for a job as a my "PARTY ANIMAL". No shirking or we kick your ass. OK? Let's do it." he said. He let go of her labia and went over and sat down behind the office desk. The robe flowed back over her nudity but it's former confidence had fled. She adjusted the robe to cover her self and opened the door. Behind a big desk the Master looked like a busy executive waiting on a prospective applicant for a job. Their were a number of the boys with video cameras recording her every action. "Ah. Another applicant for the Party. I hope you came ready to show your wares." the Master said with a broad smile on his face. "Yes Sir" she said trying to keep her voice from breaking up. "OK. Open the robe and let me see the merchandise, we haven't got all day. Their are other applicants, you know." She did and turned red as the covering was again spread open to exhibit her body for the video cameras. The cameras came in for close ups of her formally hidden treasurers. "Show me your ID, your Drivers license. Get a close up of that." he directed. "Is this your correct address?" he asked her as he held the laminated plastic up to the lens. "Yes." she said, turning red as the boys got the close ups that identified her for the cameras.



"Good. Now here, hold it under your chin so we are sure of the identification. Good. Now under the right tit. Just there below the nipple. Someone might want to know whose nipple sometime in the future. OK Now then let's do the left one. Those are nice tits, you grew there bitch.Now lower it down to the top of your cunt slit. Hole it right over your pretty smooth slit. Tell me now, many dicks this cunt has entertained?" She knew she was going to be sick but she quickly recovered. "Three, sir." she said holding her license over her cunt. But the sight of the riding crop on the desk, and the knowledge that they would use it brought this information flowing out of her mouth. "I love a shave whore. It shows that she like her fucking. This one really likes to let it all hang out. You can tell from the way it's worn smooth. Tilt the cunt up so we can see inside. Why she even has the stars placed on her cunt lips like we require. Good whore!" "Take the robe off! Now turn around, bend over, and spread your pretty legs for us. Good, now put the license below those sexy lips so their is no question as to whose cunt this was." the Master said. "Some times we get the tapes mixed up in editing. Those marks you had placed there are a real turn on. I like them. We'll add to them in future."



Now her humiliation was complete. The camera recorded her cunt and their would be no question of her identification. The little stars burned into her nether lips were shown on the tape and her license showed to all that viewed it, whose lips they were. Their could be no question who or what she was, for who but a whore did a tape like this. "Now rub that buzzed and give us a good show. That's a large sucker your got there. John go get a scale and see how big that thing is now and then let's see how big it can get when the little bitch rubs it a bit." This was too much. She would balk, she just stood there in a daze. The command "Cut" came. Then an underhand crop stroke cut into her hanging defenseless tits. "AHAIIIII" she screamed. She fell down and tried to protect the now aching tits, which had exploded in pain from the crop. "I told you to do what was told you. Now you will do it or do we make those tits stripped like a red zebra. Good. Now get back into position or we will stretch you out to give the crop a better target." In terrible pain she hurried to resumed her former position. She bent over and placed her license between her legs, like before. Then she proceeded to grasp her clit and tease it to it's full extent. The burning strip above her nipples reminded her to keep at it as ordered. John came back and placed the scale next to her now unfurling clit. "One inch almost." came the comment.



"After the party tonight I think this bitch will be much happier with a nice big ring in that and a small weight to stretch it out. Why I bet that we can get it to two - three inches in no time at all. It is remarkable the lengths that clits can be stretched to. Especially if they have bigger and bigger weights added to them. Why their was that other bitch. last week. looked like she had a dick there. Didn't she?" came the comments. she screamed in her mind.