Page 76 of Orion Ruined

“Wait, no. Listen to me, I want to ask you something.” I hurry after him and we enter another room with glass walls, this time with a bed in the middle. From here I can see through to one other cubicle in the line, being used. I stop, my mouth dropping open. Yes, this is the right place.

The old man keeps talking. “The scene is, you’re studying at home, and your frat buddies come over and start playing with you. Remember–”

“No, I’m not here for that. Um, look, I’m here for… Do you know Rosey? Have you met someone that looks like me?”

Finally, he stops for a split second and looks at me. “…Yeah, I thought you looked familiar. It was you, right? But that was a while ago, one or two years back.”

“That was my sister!” Yes! Thank you, God!

“You’re twins? That’s what we need, twins! Where’s your sister now, sweetie?”

“I’m looking for her, too!” He’s going to help me. I know it.

“Well, when you find her, I’ll have a job for you two. Double pay. People love videos with sisters,” he says nonchalantly, while checking his camera. “Stop moving, and stand next to the bed. And, roll!”

“Wait, no! I’m not part of this, you got it all confused.”

The door opens and men start coming in. There are at least six of them, and the last one closes the door. They surround me and start groping me as I scream.

“Let me go! I’m not here to shoot porn! I told you, I’m looking for my sister!”

Thankfully, the men stop, but they look confused.

The guy with the biggest beer belly steps forward. “What are we doing, Ronnie? Is it frat buddies or kidnapping?”

“Frat buddies, yeah,” the old man, Ronnie, responds, looking through his camera as though I never spoke.

The beer belly turns to me. “Hey, let’s get this over and done with. Don’t make trouble.”

“What trouble, asshole? I’m not an adult actress!” I need to leave this shitty place, and I try to get to the door but the square-shouldered bouncer’s there, and picks me up like a rag doll. I start kicking him, screaming and yelling, trying to get everyone’s attention. Surely someone will do something! This is not how I thought my outing would turn out.

Everyone’s listening now. They begin to raise their heads, one by one. Even the people in the boardroom are staring at me.

“Let me go! Let me out of this place!” I yell.

The bouncer holds me over his shoulder as the beer belly and the rest of the pricks exit the room. “Where do you want her, Ronnie?”

“Leave her here, and put one–no, two of those special patches on her lower back, somewhere she can’t reach them,” Ronnie tells him. “I don’t have time for this nonsense,” I hear him mutter to himself as he leaves the room too.

“Okay, boss.”

“Fuck you! Help! Help me!” I yell as the bouncer lifts my dress and sticks something to my back.

“Huh. Look at that. Your stamp’s still visible. You should be grateful. Porn pays better than whoring.”

He thinks he’s the good guy here! I try to reach back to whatever he’s put there, but it’s impossible. Plus, he has his arms locked around me. He holds me in place and starts counting down from twenty, ignoring my screams.

By the time he reaches eleven, my strength has dissipated and I ease off. I’m fine, there’s no need to fight anymore. Why did I complain, anyway? They’re good with me. And as he holds me, I become aware of his touch. God, I melt into his touch.

“Two, one.” He releases me and I moan in frustration.

“No, don’t let go. I need you, I need your touch.”

“Yeah, you all do on that drug.” He yells to someone, “Ronnie, she’s ready!” A happy little smile forms on his face. “Have fun!”

His body, oh God, he’s so powerful, and his hands, how they caressed me… But he’s gone, and I see fat Ronnie, and fuck, he’ll do too. I grin at him, and pull my dress up as I get onto all fours on the bed. “Hey you. Come over here.”

CHAPTER 13

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