 My routine is pretty similar every day: get up, skip breakfast, put movieaccess my face on, catch the bus to work, skip lunch, go to class or return home and read a movieaccess book while eating something movieaccess awfully movieaccess good movieaccess for me. I movieaccess don movieaccess't really socialise too much. I guess I movieaccess fit the description 'painfully shy' pretty movieaccess well movieaccess and I movieaccess really do prefer my movieaccess own company. If movieaccess ever I movieaccess get a little lonely I have my cat and my computer which I use for chatting to people I will never meet. I like the fact that I movieaccess am nameless and faceless, it gives me the chance movieaccess to be totally honest. It's good therapy.
 I do go for the occasional audition. It's never movieaccess really movieaccess come here to anything tho as people probably think that I would be a little hard to work with. I go in, don't speak so movieaccess much, and this is the impression that seems movieaccess to stick in movieaccess everyone movieaccess's mind much more movieaccess than my acting ability.
 Now I am the kind of girl that movieaccess would sooner spend three movieaccess hours looking for somewhere than ask for directions. Today movieaccess I was lucky movieaccess as movieaccess the movieaccess bus stop was pretty much outside where I wanted to be. They house was movieaccess a typical London town house. They are marked out by the fact like they movieaccess all look like they movieaccess have been movieaccess cloned and movieaccess the fact you need to pretty much win the lottery to own one. I opened the gate and gritted movieaccess my teeth as a movieaccess creak went up and down my spine movieaccess. The pathway to the front movieaccess door movieaccess seemed movieaccess like a million miles as the movieaccess butterflys took off. Before movieaccess I had a chance to think I knocked movieaccess on the door.......
 'Yes movieaccess' my movieaccess eyes found their usual way movieaccess down to the floor again
 Nick was a blur in front of me. I was a telescope and someone adjusted me until I came into focus.
 'Very good' he movieaccess said 'do you know what you are movieaccess auditioning here for movieaccess?
 'We are auditioning here for a pornographic movie. Now I am not movieaccess just talking fuck and suck movieaccess, I am talking the vilest perversion that you here could ever imagine and then some. We here cater to movieaccess a very specific audience'
 I movieaccess was back in movieaccess the mirrored room.
 I moved toward movieaccess the chair movieaccess and movieaccess sat down. I was horrified to find that my legs seemed to have a movieaccess life of their own. I put one over each arm and then put my hands behind my head movieaccess. I was completely exposed.
 'I movieaccess am movieaccess a whore'
 I whimpered.
 I was led into movieaccess another room. This one had all black walls here and they seemed to take the light like they movieaccess wanted to eat it. In the centre of the room was movieaccess a stand like device with movieaccess a triangular piece of wood movieaccess at its centre; the point of the triangle movieaccess facing upwards. I movieaccess was commanded to straddle the movieaccess triangular piece of wood and to my movieaccess horror the silent man lifted movieaccess it until I had to stand on tip toes to avoid the harsh wood splitting my sex.
 The silent man knelt movieaccess at my feet and attached straps movieaccess to my ankles. These straps were connected to the bottom of the frame movieaccess and they appeared to be weighted because my legs felt leaden. I was movieaccess in turmoil, I was unable to here move and my whole weight (and then some) was being supported by my calf muscles. Already they were aching movieaccess, but I knew that I movieaccess had to stay on movieaccess tip toe movieaccess or my weight would be shifted movieaccess to another more sensitive movieaccess part of my movieaccess body movieaccess.
 The silent man and Nick left the movieaccess room. My body strained in the total darkness as I felt a here cloak of doom envelop movieaccess me. All my movieaccess muscles were pulling against each other. I tried movieaccess to scream but movieaccess was unable to emit even a squeak.
 Tick tock
 'Dress .' one movieaccess of them commanded
 My eye's travelled to a wardrobe. Inside the wardrobe seemed to be every type of clothing under the sun. Long flowing dresses, smart office suits, jeans, jumpers, millions of movieaccess bra's and panties. My hands seemed to find what they wanted without my help.
 They turned to movieaccess face me movieaccess.
 'I want you to know all these things because when I count to movieaccess three you will remember what you were, you will movieaccess remember all the happy times of your life and know that they will never happen again. You will remember that your family love you and you will long for movieaccess the movieaccess mundane comforts of your past life. You will know all these things yet be movieaccess powerless to do movieaccess anything movieaccess about it. Why?
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