Chapter 12: Angie Makes a Porno

“Ah, Angela, I’m glad you could make it. Please come in and sit down.” My new agent Mel said as I was ushered into his office.

I’d decided to take on an agent of my own that was different from the one offered by the stage school I was attending. This was after I had landed the juvenile lead in a west end musical. I’d also had a couple of bit parts on TV. One where I’d played the young victim of sex abuse that had earned good reviews. I just hadn’t counted on the fact that he was a bit of a pervert and, still in this day and age accepted the concept of the casting couch. He expected me to give him at least a blowjob as a bonus for his services, on top of the commission he was charging me. He’d got one and only one. I’m not that easy, get me more and better roles, then maybe he’d be looked after.

“Angela, I’ve got an offer for you to consider. It’s the female lead in a small film.”

I couldn’t contain my excitement and squealed with delight.

“Angela, please don’t get too excited before you know what is involved. We’re not talking Hollywood here.” Now, why did that worry me?

“It’s a specialist film and will be very tastefully put together. The producers have seen your work and think you would be perfect for what they are looking for. You’re young and could easily play someone even younger. As I say, it’s not mainstream, and we wouldn’t want this to go through school. That’s why I wanted to meet you here. Angela, it’s what’s called an art film.”

I think the shock must have shown on my face as I realised what he was proposing.

“You mean it’s a porno. You bloody perv, you asking me to do a porno.”

“Angela, they are offering you a lot of money. More than twice, the normal daily rate for ‘talent’. That’s because they want you so much.”

“No, they’re offering that because I’m so bloody young. For fucks sake Mel, I’m not old enough to do that sort of work. You do know you have to be over eighteen to work in porn.”

“Well, yes, and that’s why they have offered what they have. It will be for a day’s shooting, on a Sunday, so the school won’t know about it.”

“How much? How much am I worth to them?”

“Two grand, for a day’s work. Just think what you could do with that sort of money Angela.”

“Why do they want me?”

“Well as I said you look young, and could play a girl a bit younger than you are. There’s not many girls in that line of work that can get away with that and look realistic. There’s a big market for that genre. Young teen, schoolgirl stuff, that’s why they are so interested in you.”

“And you are happy to pimp me out to do a fucking porno!”

“Well business is business, and they are offering you a very generous fee. Angela that two grand is all yours. I’m getting my commission directly from them.”

“I bet you bloody well are. Three and a half, and that’s all to me. If they won’t go that high, then you will have to find the rest out of your fee. Doing something like that could come back and hurt me later on in my career. Plus, they have to pay for the fact that I’m not even legal for that type of work. I’m not really old enough for sex. Call it a danger fee, or exclusivity.”

“Angie,” I knew he was going to give in when he called me Angie. “They’ll not go for that much.”

“Yes they will, or I won’t do it, and I also have some other conditions.”

“Jesus, Angela, just who do you think you are?”

“Young, illegal, ‘talent’ that is in demand. Look, Mel, I’m not being awkward, I just want a fee that reflects their need for me. My exclusivity as you so tactfully put it.”

“What else? If I can get that sort of fee for you.”

“What I’m prepared to do on film. I don’t want any surprises, either way, on what I will and will not do, that’s all. And we are talking about just one day?”

Mel nodded his head.

“How many times?”

“What?”

“How many times do I get fucked for my money?”

“Normally, there are about five or six scenes, but that covers a couple of girls. For this there will only be you, so they are looking at three or possibly four scenes.”

“Fuck me, four scenes in one day. And those porn guys don’t have small dicks.” I was going to add not like yours but didn’t push things that far.

Mel knew I was going to do the film, all it was now was a matter of sorting things out.

“Sort out the money, and I’ll do it. I want a legal contract, stating the number of scenes, and what I am willing to do for them. I’m fine with vaginal, oral and anal. I’ll do DP and spit-roasting. Lesbian or gang-bang would be extra at £500 each. Oh, I don’t do interracial. Now get me a contract that states that and I’m going to say yes.”

“God Angie, you should be a bloody agent, you drive that hard a bargain.”

“Well, Mel, as you said, they think I would be perfect for the role, and perfection comes at a price.” Ever since my eldest brother had forced me into sex with him, I had quickly become aware of my value and how to get what I wanted. I’m afraid to say my morals had gone by the wayside a long time ago.

Mel came up with the money and contract, so a week later I turned up with him at a nondescript factory unit, that turns out to be the film set.

I’m introduced to the director, and some of the crew and three of the cast. Well, the three men who I will soon be fucking with. Over a coffee, the basic plot is explained to me. All the time, I’m conscious that everyone is looking at my body. Mentally stripping me, and wondering if I’ll be able to fuck as they want me to. A couple of the men seem more nervous than I am. They must have realised how young I am. Lucky them.

It seems that my father has run into some money problems. As he can’t pay, the people who he owes money to want me for sex. They know me and have lusted after me for quite some time now. As I love my father, I reluctantly agree to fucking all three of them for a night.

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“Daddy, what do you mean, I have to be nice to some men?”