Amanda awoke to the feeling of her pussy being filled by yet another cock. She did not know who it was, but whoever it was he was fucking her so hard her body was rocking up and down on the bed. Please, no more, please. Hey baby, you feel so good. That butt plug just makes you so tight.”

A butt plug, so that was what was in her bottom and it was Joey who was in her pussy. Amanda’s body hurt so much that even the force of his thrusts paled in comparison. She was sure her nipples were being rubbed raw and her bottom where he was holding her, didn’t feel any better. She could tell that he was about to cum, his cock swelling in her. When he did, he removed his cock and added his cum to the cum already on her back and hair.

Joey had wanted to hold off for longer, but the combination of her tight pussy, her beautiful stripped back and her moans just wouldn’t let him. He saw his cum spurt out and land in puddles on her back. He considered removing the plug but decided he would take some photos before he did.

Amanda was aware of Joey walking away and closed her eyes again. A flash of light made her open them again, white dots appearing before her eyes. Joey walked all around the bed, his flash going of every few minutes. Even after everything that she had gone through over the last few days, Amanda found this latest act to be equally embarrassing. She felt herself start to sob as the flashes continued, not wanting to think what horrors awaited her next.

Chapter 7 Rescue

It was the sound of shouts of police that woke her. She had been moved to Joey’s room, after he had finally taken all the photos he wanted and untied her. The butt plug he had left in her until after her bath, the warmth of the water easing her aching body. He had allowed her to put some ointment on her wounds and given her two painkillers, saying that it would not be good if he let his newest star get infected. He had then made her lean over and touch her toes, slowly removing the plug. Amanda had moaned as the plug was removed. Finally, he had led her to his bed and allowed her to go to sleep and she had not heard a sound until being awoken by the shouts.

She just had time to pull a sheet up over her naked body as the door to the room was kicked in and five armed police officers stormed in, guns aimed at her and Joey’s head. Don’t move, you are both under arrest. Tom, check the room for weapons, Joe, look next door. Ok, I want you both to stand up slowly and put your hands up over your heads. Amanda tried to speak but found herself speechless. She didn’t move, not wanting to be seen naked in front of the men. Beside her, she was aware of Joey moving slowly to stand, his hands raised.

“Come on love, out, or I might think you are hiding something. Amanda finally found her voice. Please, I have no clothes on, just let me put something on. The man looked at her for a moment, a slight grin on his face. I would have though that being a porn star, or least a girlfriend of a porn director, you wouldn’t be shy.”

“But I, I mean I’m not. I have been kidnapped, you have to believe me. The man had obviously heard many different excuses as to why he should not arrest someone, his face not showing any surprise at her statement. He did, however, move to throw her a towel from the bathroom. Amanda grabbed the towel, trying to wrap herself in it as she held the sheet over her body. Once she had managed to stand up and raise her arms, the man came over and lowered her arms so he could handcuff her.

Joey had already been cuffed and taken from the room, leaving Amanda alone with the men. She found herself shaking, the events of the past days overwhelming her. When a hand came to rest on her shoulder, she jumped, expecting the worst. She could see the man looking at her curiously before he moved his hand to her elbow and led her from the room too.

Walking through the warehouse, Amanda could see the police loading up videos and DVDs, as well as checking computers. She wondered if the footage of her from last night was on one of them. Please, can I get something to wear from the dressing room. I can’t go out like this. The man stopped, considering her request and then led her in the direction of the dressing room, removing the cuffs so she could dress. There was a female officer already checking the room, so he waited outside while she entered the room. She looked at the clothes, trying to pick out something half decent among the trashy clothes. She finally found a skirt that would come half way down her thighs and a top that at least covered her breasts, though it left her stomach bare. She became aware of the officer staring at her, her eyes wide in her head. What happened to you, who did that to you?

It took Amanda a moment to realise what she was talking about, until she looked and saw the red welts on her stomach. The police officers concerned look was her undoing, and before she knew it, she was crying, the sobs rocking her body. She felt the officer put an arm on her shoulder and then envelope her in a full hug. Amanda let the fear and tension of the last few days flow out, the other woman letting her cry. When she was done, the officer placed her own coat around her shoulders and led her out, ignoring the puzzled look from the other policeman.

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