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TITTY AND ARNIE'S LATEST HIT - Tough Snuff Movie Makers
« on: May 28, 2022, 01:30:52 PM »
 
TITTY AND ARNIE'S LATEST HIT
by Regis


Bright thick red paint is carefully dabbed from the tip of a small camel hair paint brush, and the sleek feminine hand holding it moves to a spread vagina with the handle of a knife sticking out of it, and completes the bloody wound make-up by applying the finishing touches of movie blood.

The intruded organ, invaded by the blade. belongs to a girl who looks to be in her mid-twenties, who is reclining on a Roman scroll lounge, smoking and disinterested as the last of the make-up is applied to her cunt, to make it appear she has been seriously wounded by the knife. 

The girl has a golden tan, and is wearing string sandals, tied to just below the knee, a gold chain around her waist, a golden pendant that hangs between her breasts from a spread of gold chains that cover her shoulders, and a small gold clip-on crown lifting her coiffed hair in a regal roll to the back of her head.

The make-up woman dabs at a drop of perspiration that is rolling from the girl's hairline in the heat of the lights.  Letitia, the director, moves over to talk to the reclining actress, as the bored makeup woman finishes off her touch-up. "Are you ready for this, darling?" she asks.

"I'm ready," the naked girl answers, with boredom ringing in her voice.  Clearly neither she nor the makeup artist are into this.  "Just make sure that jerk with the camera is ready this time." She gives Letitia a hard look. "I'm only gonna let you do this filthy cunt-ripping trick once."

"Don't worry, sweetheart," Letitia reassures her. "We've fixed it perfectly. It'll go off without a hitch. its just that you have to thrust your hips forward when he pulls, and give us a good shrill scream, okay?"

"For shit's sake," the girl says, "couldn't you use the fake knife again? This real blade is dangerous right up inside me!"

"That fake knife was okay for the long shot of the cunt stabbing, but for this close-up of the knife coming out with those pig guts we've jammed into you, we've got to use a real one for the effect to look real."

Resigned that she's beaten on this one, but not trusting the bitch director who had the reputation of injuring her talent, and even, according to some, killing the bitches on a closed set just to get the horror shot she wants, she says "Then tell that asshole who jerks it out to take it easy when he pulls all that slimy stuff out of my fuck-box, okay?"

As Letitia and the girl talk, two technicians are watching in the background. The first says "Did you see those guts before they stuffed them all into the little bitch's twat?"

The second answers "Ya, I saw them being unpacked from the box. They brought them straight over from the slaughter yard, and I bet the shit was still inside them. Titty said she wanted to go for reality on this one."

"Some fucking reality, says the first.  "it smells like a fucking slaughter house in here.  Does the cunt think we're recording smellivision?"

"When Titty want's a scene done right, we do it right. That's the fuck-up in working for a female director. For all this trouble, she might as well snuff the little bitch, rip out her real guts, and be done with it."

"God, I hope I'm on the set when this stupid fucking slut takes it.  She's been around the fuck-flick industry too long, and customers recognize her.  She’s got an attitude.  She took a crap in my tool kit a couple of months back, and then pissed in my coffee while I was up the ladder setting lights."

"Believe me, Titty doesn't think it’s necessary to snuff her or she wouldn't hesitate.  For this one she told me she wants to see the cunt really ripped and a closeup of the bitch's face for a reaction. That's why there will be three cameras rolling.  Rumor has it that Titty wants to keep this actress for the next film we do, like it’s a gangster piece where I hear she plans to snuff her in a violent whorehouse gunfight."

"Ya," the other replies, "I know a special effects guy who has been hired for about a month from now, when he's supposed to empty like six magazines into the nude body of an upcoming actress. I bet it's her.” 

“For sure,” the first responded.  “Letitia wants to make sure he uses slugs big enough to make the body kick and buck with every round.  Even after the target bitch is long dead, she needs the guy to keep on shooting.  She picked the right guy for the job; he’ll have the naked corpse bouncing with every fucking round!"

Letitia finishes with her instructions, and as she steps back, the actor in the Roman soldier's costume comes on the set and the girl lifts her open crotch, with one foot on the floor and the other on the couch, and her hands on the slope of the couch. The cast and crew fall silent and Letitia nods. "Take it!" she calls.

The first assistant director shouts "Very quiet on the set, please."  Total silence falls, with an electric air. "Roll 'em."

The location mixer calls "Speed."

The cameraman calls "Rolling."

The slate girl holds the slate in position in front of the camera and calls "Final scene, final shot, end of the fuckin' movie, and we're all fuckin’ outta work. Let's get it right the first time, then we'll all fuckin’ party."  She snaps the clap board, barely missing her naked nipples, steps out of the shot, and there is total silence in the studio.

The girl lying naked on the table with the knife in her cunt looks bored through the run-up, but at the sound of the clapper she comes to life, faking a convincing look of genuine horror as she gets ready.  This cunt is a pro, and has earned her role in this movie the hard way.

"Get it up there, darling," Letitia says, "Point the handle at his chin.  Get your cunt up higher, that's it.  Action!"

The soldier advances, grabs the knife handle, jerks the blade out of the girl’s cunt, and it slices a deep gash in the wall of her vagina, as Letitia had intended.  The blade pulls the pig guts out with it, appearing to gut her through her love canal and the shot is spectacular.

The startled girl screams, looking in disbelief at her slashed cunt meat.  She quickly leaps off the set, trying to get at Letitia, and shouts as she goes.

"You fuckin' bitch!" she screams. "You planned it this way all along, didn't you. You had the special effects guy rig that knife to slash my pussy. I'm gonna fuckin' kill you!”

Suddenly a whip snaps in front of her, slashing painfully across her bulging breasts, and the First A.D. steps in her way, as Letitia gets safely out of the studio.  She pauses long enough to shout back over her shoulder, "Get the scream, but you'll have to freeze frame on that before she moves. 

“Print it!  That's a wrap!  Thanks, everybody, great job, the shot was terrific.  God, did you see the jet of blood spurt from her split cunt?"
 
As she crosses the reception area to her office, a secretary calls to her.  "Excuse me, Titty, there's a guy been calling for you, wanted to speak to you as soon as you got off the set."

"Will you call him for me?"  Letitia asks.  "I want to get out of here as soon as possible."

The secretary winks at her, knowingly.  "Another little accident or misunderstanding on the set?"
 
"Just a prima Donna, can't take a practical joke. It was for the good of the film."  She closes the door as she enters her office, revealing the name on the door on a large brass plate,  "LETITIA (TITTY) TRASH, DIRECTOR".  She goes to the closet in the small office, and as she pulls the combs out and shakes her long hair free, the call comes through.

"Hello....."  Suddenly her mood changes, darkening.  "Arnie, you two faced son of a bitch.  You've got your nerve calling me....."

"What do you mean by that? …. Of course I'm pissed off.  Nobody rips me off ..... "

As she talks she slips out of her slacks and blouse, and wears nothing underneath, standing tall and lean in her high heeled shoes.  From a drawer in her desk she takes a bottle of large dill pickles.  She selects one, and after licking the vinegar from it, places it between her legs and slides it up into her vagina, poking it out of sight with her finger.

"Look," she says angrily, "I'm not interested in talking business.  I don't ever want to see you again. .... Of course I'm serious, you never take me serious. .... Yes, I have several interesting projects in the works, none of which would be of interest to you. .... "

She takes a second large pickle from the jar, licks it sensuously and bends forward, sticking the smaller end of the pickled cucumber against the moist ring of her anus, and presses firmly.  The tight pink ring opens, accepting the long intruder, which she also presses up out of sight with her finger.

"What kind of script? ..... Arnie ..... Cut the bullshit. .... You want to? .... How big is the budget? .... Its all in place? .... A real snuff film? .... “

Titty sits down in the swivel chair and puts her long bare legs up on the desk.  She selects a third pickle, and begins to eat this one.

"Well, we can talk it over, if I can fit it into my schedule. .... Tell you what, just to make a point, I'll look at the script, when can you show it to me? .... "

At this point the secretary comes in, to drop a note on the desk. Letitia swings her legs down and gets up from her desk.  "Just a minute, Arnie."  To the secretary, she says "Want a pickle?"

The secretary says "Thanks."  She looks around for the bottle, which is back in the drawer.

Letitia strokes her vagina.  "In here, I warmed one up for you.  Get down on your knees."  The secretary anxiously drops to her knees, and Letitia carries on with the conversation while the secretary mouths her pussy, and bites pieces off the crisp pickle as Letitia slowly squeezes it out with incredible vagina muscle control.

Letitia carries on her conversation with Arnie. "Look, I'm free for dinner tonight, why don't we get together and talk turkey.  Bring along the script and I'll tell you what I think of it, see if its as hot as you say ..... Really beat the shit out of the broads, huh? .... No, I don't have any reservations, I mean, if you want realism, and that's my trademark, then you go for it ..... Sure, I'll be there at six for happy hour."

The pickle is finished, and the secretary opens her mouth wide.  As she hangs up the telephone, Letitia sucks in her tummy, and puts enough pressure on her bladder to spray a stream of hot urine into the eagerly waiting mouth.  As she gurgles the yellow liquid, the secretary points to the note she had brought in.  Letitia reads it.

"This studio has a reputation to live up to, and cannot tolerate vicious stunts like the one perpetrated on Holly Hole this afternoon.  Our insurance policy specifically states that we are not covered for intentional injury, and the little slut says she is going to sue us for a million, for intentional injury to her sex organ!  You will never work in this studio again, nor on any of its projects."

"What a fucking nurd!" she says.  "Shit! I get him the scenes that make his films the biggest cock jerkers on the market, and he gives me the shaft."

She kicks the kneeling secretary in the breasts, and the startled woman scrambles to her feet and gets another foot to her ass as she hurries out of the office.

* * * * * * *

A finger with a long red nail glides over the moist lips of an aroused vagina, slides into it, then out, in time to the music, then moving to the erect clitoris to tease it.  The naked nineteen-year-old girl masturbating herself is lying on a small round table, although there is room for only her ass and an elbow on the top of it.

She is completely naked, except for a pair of high heeled shoes and a black Lone Ranger mask that covers her eyes. At the next table of the almost empty club sits Arnie and Letitia, who are deeply involved in a discussion.

Letitia says "Trust a scum bag like you to pick a place like this to meet.  Of course I'm busy.  I've been running around like a virgin with a pickle up my ass."

Arnie replies  "With you, baby, at least I'd believe the part about the pickle."

Teasing him, she says, "Wanna bite?"

"Not with your asshole, baby," Arnie says, "It might bite back. Anyway, this super-rich Arab guy I told you about is ready to back this film.  Shit, after I sent him the storyline, he even came up with the script."

"Is it worth a shit?" she asks.

"With me producing and you directing, its got to be terrific.  We get full rights on rewrite, as long as the rough stuff stays in."   The naked entertainer slips off one of her pointed shoes, puts the toe of it between the parted lips of her vagina and begins to work it into herself.

As she does this she slides off the table and moves closer to the couple to work them for tips, and to listen to the conversation which has already caught her attention.

Letitia is saying "Is there anything new in it?  I just finished a film by a terrific new writer, a Roman Empire thing where this rich bitch amuses herself by eviscerating live young slave girls."  She has Arnie's attention, as well as that of the entertainer, as she continues, "The turning point was when she kidnaped, impaled, and then barbecued the gorgeous daughter of a centurion.

“The soldier tricked her into becoming his lover, then used his blade instead of his prick in her cunt. It was a ball buster to do, but we got it done.  I had a girl who’s nearly over the hill, but still has a great look.  I’m using her in a western next month, where she buys it, gets herself gutted alive on camera.  Who wrote this Arab thing?"

"I don't know, somebody new, but its loaded," He answers, "And its your specialty, lots of torture of broads, a fatal nude bitch fight scene, and a terrific snuff scene.  Shit, its even got fucking with animals, for crissake."

"Has it got a story?"

"I told you, its terrific.  Why don't you read it for yourself?  The writer even came up with ideas on how to recruit the kind of broads we need.”

The naked young entertainer is now standing spread legged at the edge of their tiny table, and has worked the whole front half of the shoe up into her stretched twat. As they watch her, the shameless naked young woman pushes the long spike heel deep into her anus.
 
"Beautiful, sweetheart," Arnie says sarcastically. "Now can I help you get that shoe in properly?"

She boldly asks, "Are you guys making a sex film? I'm into films. My name's Macie, and I've been in films, three of them.  I got lots of experience making Dirty ones.  Do you guys make dirty movies?"

"Give us a call when we're casting, baby," he answers.

She is persistent. "I can dance, and fuck, and I'm taking singing lessons."

Letitia asks "and also fucking lessons?  Can you act, Macie?"

"I don't have to," the girl responds, "I cum every time!"

Arnie is impressed at the table dancer's narrow channel of thought, and has an idea. "How long you on tonight?"
 
"I started at ten tonight, so I'm off by seven. I can meet you..."

Arnie cuts her off. "Take a cab when you get off. There will be one by the front door. We'll do an audition on camera."

"Where do I go?" she asks.
 
"The driver will know," he says. "Its hard to explain."

"Wow! Thanks a lot. I gotta get back or I'll get canned.  You can stick that celery stick up my bum when I take the shoe out, all the way in, if you want to."

"Go for it, sweetie," Arnie says. As the naked entertainer turns her back and gets back up on the table, the heel of the shoe pops out of her anus, and it flicks a fleck of shit which hits Arnie on the cheek. Letitia laughs as he gingerly lifts the tiny fece from his skin and flicks it back at her.

"I'll show you what I mean with this little shithead," he says.  "When she gets there we can have our way with her on the rack, as long as a camera's running, and within a week she'll have five of her girlfriends wanting to be tortured in front of our camera."

"Show me and I'll believe it," Letitia answers. "There are lots of bitches out there that would kill me if they knew how to find me, just because of a missing nipple or clit, or some permanent whip scars. I made them into stars when I gave them the opportunity to show their true raw feelings on the screen.

“It was my direction and ideas that made the blank-head bitches’ performances as real torture victims a hundred times better,” she bragged. “The ones I marked permanently made it in this business because of me, and always showed their fucking scars and welts with real pride."

"That wasn’t fucking pride,” Arnie pointed out, “You can't mark 'em permanently, because they usually remember too good. Once you mark 'em, there's a danger they'll come back at you, so I believe they gotta be wasted, so we make ‘em into snuff actors.  That's not so good, 'cause we got no protection."
 
"I've got away with it so far,” she pointed out.  “I thought you said this flick was going to end in a real snuff."

"Well, this writer included a plan that he said would work, and I gotta admit, it looks real good, but its risky, I mean on a big budget you gotta have a big crew, and its hard to keep 'em all quiet.  Anyway, I wanted to talk to you about it, to see if you thought we might be able to pull it off.

“I mean, it could be the ball buster or cock jerker of the year, but it needs real caution, because we would have to do a bitch murder right on the set."

 
"That's what I was afraid of, you wimp, all you got is big plans, with no action."

"Well, we gotta take this thing one step at a time, not get carried away all at once."
 
"You shit, I knew it as soon as you phoned," Letitia says. "You're getting cold feet already, and we're just talking about it."

"Let's not get carried away, that's all," he says. "I'm pretty sure we can do a real snuff, but first let's try the first phase of this guy's plan out. We'll see how we make out with this spinny broad tonight before we stick our pricks out too far. Figuratively speaking, of course."

Letitia picks up the script, and begins to leaf through it. She notices the masked bitch with one shoe on her foot and the other wedged in her cunt hobble out of the room turn and wave to them, to firm their deal. Letitia is pleased that she got the young bitch hooked so easily.  This was going to be a breeze.

A naked black woman climbs onto a table with a broom in her hand, and pushing the end of the handle up her ass, begins to dance while sweeping at spilled cigar ashes on the top of the table.  Letitia's imagination runs wild as she thinks of the lovely Macie, and she excitedly rubs her erect clit under the table.

She imagines working on the shameless white table dancing bitch tonight.  She leafs through to the final pages of the script, where the intentional killing of a naked young actress is spelled out. Clearly the Arab guy is into this, because of the accurate detail of both the scripting and the hot bitch killing.

* * * * * * *

Later that night at Arnie's home, Arnie and Letitia are standing at a
bar enjoying cocktails. The stereo is playing some laid back rock, and the lights are dimmed.  Arnie says, "He has asked one concession, for putting the money up front."

"Here comes the hook," Letitia says.

"I don't think so," he says, "He wants to have a rep. on the set."

"And?"

Arnie flinches as he answers, "With a video camera."

"No fucking way!"

"He doesn't want to see the rushes, no production stills, nothin'. Just a dude with a video camera."

"The crew would go ape. No."

Arnie argues, "We get refusal rights on his tape."

"Bullshit!"

"I'll arrange it, no sweat," he promises.

"What's it worth? she asks.

"No video, no production."

"He's that set, is he?"

The doorbell rings, and Arnie goes to answer it. Letitia follows with their drinks. A man wearing a cab driver's cap and jacket escorts the young entertainer, 19-year-old Macie, who wears a blindfold, very tight fitting designer jeans that stop mid-calf, a loose fitting cotton blouse that falls off one shoulder, and a pair of high heeled boots.  On her shoulder is a small costume bag.

Arnie says to the driver, "Thanks, Harry." He hands him a twenty.

"Keep the change. I'll call you."

The cab driver mumbles something indistinct and leaves. Arnie helps the girl into the kitchen, and shuts the door.

"Can I take off this blindfold now?" Macie asks. "I've had the damned thing on since we left the club. Where the hell are we?"

Arnie says, "We've set up down stairs, as soon as we get down there I'll take it off."

Letitia goes down the narrow stairway first, and the others follow, with Arnie guiding the blindfolded girl, walking behind her to admire the movement of her firm round buttocks in the tight flesh-gripping jeans with the zippered seam running deep into her ass crack.

The recreation room in the basement of the house is large and fully appointed. There is a large stone fireplace against one wall, and an exceptionally high ceiling. The furnishings are arranged around the outer edges of the room, and include a cabinet and a fully stocked whip rack. There are a pair of coffee tables set in front of couches.

Letitia enters first, followed by the other two, and she sits down on a sofa.  A burly young man in a dark T shirt and jeans enters with a video camera on a tripod, and a recorder. He moves around the room, setting some lights that are suspended from the ceiling, and preparing his equipment.
 
Arnie removes Macie's blindfold. "In this business we can't be too careful, baby," he says, "and if you're bothered by simple security, you probably don't belong here in the first place. Whaddya say?"

"No, its okay, I understand, really," she says, "You can't be too careful with this adult stuff."

"Sit down and relax," Arnie says, "Joe's going to be a few minutes getting the camera ready. This is our director, Miss Titty Trash. She's worked with the best. And now that I think of it, she's trashed a few of the best, too."

"Wow! Hi, Miss Trash. Are you a real director? What am I gonna be doing? This is gonna be a fuck film, right?"

"What have you done? Letitia asks. "In film, I mean."

"When I was in school, umm, let's see, I left in grade nine, so it was About then, I got a job with a movie caterer, washing dishes at first and then getting to serve food to the extras.  After a couple of years I got to serve the stars too.  The boss liked me, helped me out, and let me watch some of the shooting.

Last year three of us were in a movie by some guys from USC, that's near where I lived with my friends, and we all had big parts. One of the guys told us we were real stars!"

"What did you do in the film?" Titty asked, knowing the answer.

"Well, we were playing teenybopper smugglers, and we're all carrying packets of H and coke hidden in condoms and tucked up into our snatches, but it was really just sugar, for the film it didn't matter, and these other boys the university guys hired, who were some college freshmen, they dragged us into the boys locker room, and they make us take off all of our clothes.

“It was really exciting, because we were just acting, and for all of us it was our first time making a real movie.  In the movie these older guys rape us, and that's when they find the stuff we have hidden in our cunts, and they make us work for them, selling it in the men’s dorms, and being hookers in the hallway.

“Then we filmed off campus, and in the movie we did gang bang parties for the university guys in their frat houses.  We rehearsed the first party a lot, like fucking our brains out, and on the third night we shot it. It was a real hoot.  I took on more than fifty guys that night, sometimes three at a time."
 
"My God, girl," Titty says, "You couldn't have gotten yourself pregnant."
 
"Ya, I was between periods, and they all rode me bareback. Them buggers was pretty rough trying to get into me with them pricks, but they used Vaseline at first, and even though it hurt a lot, it was exciting with the camera and the lights and everything."

Arnie says, "Why don't you slip out of you clothes, Macie, and give us a good look at your stuff."

"Shit, you seen me dancing bare naked at the club this afternoon," she says, then realizes that she's here to audition naked anyway. Macie stands up and begins undressing as she continues. "Sure, mister. Anyway, when the University guys got the film back from the lab, it didn't turn out, they said.

“They said they were really sorry they couldn't pay us, but they had a whole fraternity house of guys with sore pricks, and nothing to show for it on film.

Letitia says, "That's bad luck. Have you been stiffed like that often?"

"Nope," she says quickly. "Well, ya, except for those USC guys. See, we made a lot of movies for them after that, for about a year, and none of 'em ever turned out, they said, but we kept tryin'. Then they graduated. We went back to the frat house to find them and get our money, and the guys who were there told us they'd gone, but invited the five of us to stay the night, for a fraternity sex party.

"They gave us what they called `the regular', fifty bucks, which we split even. They showed dirty movies to entertain all the guys they had invited over from the other frat houses who were waiting in line to fuck us, and when I had to pee, I went downstairs, and saw that we were in the movies they were watching.

“They were them same movies made right in this frat house!  The ones we never got paid for.  The movies had all turned out good after all, but we couldn't get at the guys who made them to get our money, 'cause they were all graduated, the guys told us.

"At least we finally got some money out of those fraternity guys, even though they did treat us like whores, which we definitely were not. We also got lots of free sex from those guys. They charged the guys who came over, just to cover house expenses, they said. They charged the guys twenty-five bucks a pop, to cover expenses, and I was personally porked by more than sixty guys, and the fraternity made more than seven grand that night.

"Us girls had a contest of our own, to see who could ball the most guys before the maids showed up at eight in the morning to clean up. We each kept a cup beside our bed to collect the semen that dribbled out of us, and mine was full long before it started to get light outside.

“The fundraiser was so successful that we were invited back every Saturday night for the next three years, at least while college classes were happening, except for summer vacation and Christmas break, and in the last year we got a big raise, and all of us got paid  fifteen bucks each.

“We told our boyfriends we were sleeping over at a friends, and we each paid Winnie a buck to take any calls. It was a terrific setup. We became outstanding fuckers, and we all took so many pricks in those days that all the guys at the frat house called us their wet deck crew.

"Things got to slow down after the guys all graduated.  The guys in the fraternity sold that house, and got themselves another one, and didn’t tell us where it was.  They said we were too old, since I was already 24, and they said were getting too expensive, so we lost that job.

"The good part was that I as really good, so I knew I had a career in entertainment. It was terrific, because I wasn't very good in school, so I dropped out to get into the business full time. I'm even better at entertaining than at balling, because I figured out how to dance real sexy, and I really enjoy being in the spotlight."
 
The camera is ready, and Letitia gets up and moves over to the now naked girl.  She caresses her breasts, her bare back, and her buttocks, then slides her hand over the girl's delicate vagina, and probes into the warm moist female organ with a pair of really experienced fingers.

The action works quickly, and the girl's vulva expands and opens for the camera.  As she professionally works up the moistening cunt, Letitia questions the girl.  "What other film work have you done, I mean the erotic kind, and more recently?"
 
Opening her legs for the exploring hand, the girl answers, "I was an extra in a movie a few months ago. I was in the background in an orgy scene, but I had to have a dog ass fucking me the whole time, and it took all day to shoot. They had six dogs that looked alike taking turns on me, because one dog couldn't keep it up all day long. It was a big budget flick.”
 
"So you do specialty work," Titty says.
 
"I never thought of it that way. It was a lot of work keepin' them dogs interested and rutting. I had to mouth them, just like they had the suck-up girls do to the male star."

"Well," Titty says, "I think we can at least give her a screen test, Arnie." She turns to the cameraman. "Roll it, please."

The entertainer instinctively begins to move as if there were music.  "What should I do?" she asks, "Do you want me to dance?"

Letitia starts to sit back down on the sofa. She slides a large ashtray across the low coffee table toward the girl. "Why don't you do what you do best?" she asks. "I'd like you to get up on the table, and as sensuously as you can, I mean making it as sexy as you can to show us what you can do for the camera.  I need to know you can take instructions.  Wouldn’t it be interesting to see you fill that ashtray with your crap."

Macie looks disgusted, then looking toward the camera, smiles and climbs onto the table. She positions her ass over the large ashtray, but is pointing her puckered anus toward the two on the couch.

"No, no, girl," Letitia says, "Do it for the camera. Remember, that's your audience. You do know what a camera is."

"Sorry, I'm just getting ready. I've never been the star before, you know, right up front. You want front or back?"

"You got a gorgeous ass, honey, but what we need is terrific tits and a photogenic cunt, too," Letitia told her. "How about down on all fours? If you get your ass in the air and your tits on the table, then shit real slow, so it will roll down across that moist cunt of yours real nice."

Arnie says, "Fuck, you got a filthy imagination, Titty. No wonder they call you the queen of smut."

"That's how I got to be so good at what I do, asshole, you don't reach the top in this fucking business without being the best."

The young performer gets down and does as she is told, turning her head to smile at the camera as she produces a long stool, which slides across her spread vagina before dropping to the ashtray between her legs. She skillfully produces a second and third stool, and they each leave a brown slime trail across her moist cunt lips before flopping onto the other one in the ashtray.

"That's it," said the entertainer, puckering her anus for the camera, "I'm fresh out of poop. How was I?"

"Terrific, kid," says Letitia, "but don't look at the camera. It isn't even there. Use your finger to probe around inside your asshole to see if you're finished, and remember you're showing the camera what you got."
 
Macie sits up, then rolls onto one hip to expose her ballooned anus to the camera, and pushes her middle finger deep into it. "I can't feel another one," she reports.

Letitia says, "Pull your finger out and let's see. Show it to the camera."

The finger comes out, and has brown smears on it. For the first time, the girl looks embarrassed, not knowing what to do with the mess of her own offal on her finger.

"We'd better clean you up," says Letitia, "How about a nice soapy enema?  Willy's waiting for us in the water room."  Letitia stands up again, and takes the girl by the arm, a bit roughly, to assist her off the table and move her toward the wash room.

"Will it hurt?" the girl asks. "Those enema things do hurt when they go in, don't they?"

"Only if we do it roughly, shit-face." says Letitia. Macie is taken aback. "Look, if we're gonna work with you, we gotta know what you can take. The easy way to find out is to use warm soapy water, ‘cause it don't do no damage, and although it just might get a little uncomfortable, there’s no pain."

The girl doesn't look convinced. Arnie says, "Look, sweetheart, we're just going to flush out your gut with a little warm soapy water. You should learn to do it yourself to help clean up your act. Let her go, Titty.  You're gonna do it for us, ain't ya, sweetheart?"  The tall naked entertainer moves reluctantly into the washroom.

"Sure, sure I'll do it," she says, maintaining the confidence in her step, but without a lot of enthusiasm.  Macie steps into the bathroom ahead of the others, and is directed to kneel on the edge of the bathtub. A large enema bag hangs from the curtain rod, and as the video tape rolls, the thick shaft on the end of the tube is thrust roughly into her anus and deep into her colon.

She yelps as the cold plastic rod slides into her intestines, and screams when it is roughly thrust against the tight bend in her gut.  Before she can adjust to the cold, Letitia turns on the hot water tap, and scalding hot water is jetted deep into the exotic dancer's colon.
 
The naked girl dances as she has never danced before, screaming at the top of her lungs. The water is so hot that steam spurts out of her stuffed asshole, flushing her out with the powerful force of the scalding hot water.

"Holy shit, you're broiling the bitch's insides!" Arnie shouts.

"All I'm doing is scalding her colon," Titty says. "I thought it might be fun, so I turned up the thermostat on the hot water tank."

"It must be close to the boiling point," Arnie points out.  "Look at that steam!  Look at how her asshole is blistering!"  He is right. The steam is cooking the lower gut and asshole of the wildly gyrating naked young woman in the bathtub, and the skilfully handled video camera is catching her every twist, bump, grind, and scream.

The body dancing bitch flips, and the scalding water spewing from her asshole runs across her belly and splashes against her flopping tits.  She flings herself around the confining tub so violently that she propels the spraying enema nozzle from her asshole, and the pressurized hose snakes around, bashing against her tits, the intensely hot jets of water raising new and evident rows of angry blisters on the vulnerable naked flesh.

Arnie suddenly pushes past Titty and turns off the tap. "Shit, Titty," he says angrily, "Let's not waste this prime sex meat without at least a script." Fortunately for him the beautiful young woman sensually writhing in pain in the bathtub is still screaming, and does not hear his comment. The probing camera catches her every desperate move.

"Here, let me help you out of there, Macie," he says, reaching his hand to her. The scalded young woman tentatively takes his hand, and he pulls her up. "You're lucky to have me here to protect you from that sadistic bitch," he says as she steps out of the tub and takes a large bath towel to cover herself. She is visibly shaking.

"Take it easy, kid," he continues reassuringly, "you looked and sounded terrific. You'll be great in our picture if you look as good on tape as you did in the flesh! How did it look?" he asks the cameraman. Letitia has stepped back now, to allow Arnie to do what he does so well in manipulating stupid, fame-hungry cunts into participating in their own downfall.

"Shit, boss," the cameraman says, contributing to the game, "She looks terrific. This girl's a natural sex entertainer, the stuff I got of her moving is fantastic."  Arnie sits the girl down on the couch while the cameraman plays back the video for them on the screen. While she watches her performance, Arnie sits beside her, stroking her sensuously in areas where she has not been scalded by the steaming water.

Titty reaches between the girl's legs and starts to tease the curled cuntlips with her fingers, gently spreading them to reveal the rising clit which she begins twist and pinch into a fresh passion. To top off the shameless seduction, Arnie pulls out a thick roll of bills and sets it on the coffee table in plain view of the softening up young cunt. He had used the same roll on a hundred such beautiful women and girls, and he'd never peeled a single bill off it.

Titty smiles as she sees the naked girl catch her breath at the sight of the bills. She knows that it may not be long before Macie's torn flesh and broken bones will be triple wrapped in garbage bags and bulldozed into a land-fill site to join the hundred others they have seduced.

But first the bitch will recruit and bring in at least a dozen other strippers, and then as many girls as they can get for her before the cunt is eligible to give her last and probably most spectacular sex performance, as a snuff victim in their next film. It will all depend on the quality of the living bitch meat she brings them.

They will be careful in selecting only the very best in luscious cunts to give up their life for the cameras. Filming a real killing is very expensive, because it requires at least three camera positions for optimum coverage.  Most of the action in a snuff cannot be repeated for re-takes, and large format film for quality images is very costly. The subject which provides the end product has got to be perfectly executed, literally.

As she looks at the tape and then at the marvelous young bitch they have captured, Titty suddenly has other ideas. She wants a new short video of this horny slut being wasted, and on impulse she decides this is the perfect time to get an impromptu bitch snuffing on tape, while she’s in the mood.

"Put a fresh tape in the recorder," she says to the camera operator, and she begins to slip out of her clothing.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Arnie asks. He knows perfectly well what is going on, and he doesn't like it.

"Settle down, Arnie, I though it might be fun to see how the girl can handle a fight scene."

"Oh fuck," Arnie says, turning to the cameraman. To him he says in a low tone, "Is she really only just going to see how she fights? I've never seen her stop a fight before she's finished the bitch."

The cameraman replies "Titty never just wins a fight, its never over until she has destroyed her opponent. Don't plan on using this bitch later, because for her there ain't going to be no later."

The cameraman's penis rises visibly in his tight jeans as he starts the tape rolling and looks at the luscious nudes through the viewfinder.  Hi erection starts to spurt droplets of semen, creating a tight row of pecker tracks.  Letitia moves into view, wearing only her stiletto heeled shoes and a blood red sash tied jauntily around her waist.

The sadistic nude female motion picture director's big boobs bounce freely as she walks over to the girl who is now standing naked beside the couch, and without warning she swings her tight fist in a looping uppercut under one of the teenager's big boobs, lifting it painfully up to smash it against her shoulder. Macie screams, and moves back.

Titty kicks her pointed toe shoe up viciously into the attractive but stupid girl's cunt, making a direct well-practiced hit, driving half her foot into the aroused female sex organ. Just as viciously she jerks it out, and the injured cunt spews out a spray of blood onto the white carpet.

Arnie says in the background "For fuck sake, take it easy on the bitch! Remember, we can use her." Even as he says this he is thinking of a dozen other girls on his list he can use for the same purposes, who will do just as well. Arnie has been in the business long enough to know that he had to cover his bases, no matter what.

"What the fuck,” he says, “give it to her. You were going to all along anyway, weren't you, you sadistic bitch!"  Arnie had been around long enough to know how Titty operated.

Letitia laughs, and as the girl turns and bends over in pain, she viciously kicks the pointed toe into her exposed anus, jamming it, and doing much more damage than the kick in the young lady's tender cunt had done. When she finally jerks the shoe out of Macie's rectum, the damaged anus remains slack and open, and it is clear that the girl's lovely tight closing muscle of her anus has ruptured.

The naked girl shows spunk, as she turns and lunges at Titty, grasping the sadist's big tits with both hands, twisting the bulky boobs with all her might. Titty is careful to turn so that the camera gets a clear view of this unforgivable assault on her marvelous charms.

With Macie gripping her breasts, Letitia reaches down and thrusts her fingers into the exposed vagina. The girl hangs on to the big tits of her powerful foe, as Letitia lowers herself to her knees. With a violent upward thrust, she gains entry to the girl's vagina with her entire fist.

The lovely young dancer's scream echoes off the walls as the invading fist thrusts deeply into her warm moist cunt, which clings desperately to the invading limb. Macie releases the big breasts she has been squeezing and twisting, and grabs desperately at the invading arm.

Letitia lifts her arm, raising the girl onto her tiptoes, so that she takes most of her weight on her uterus and her gripping cunt muscle, which clings desperately to the powerful woman's invading arm. Macie leans forward to take some of her weight on her hands, which firmly grasp the arm in her cunt.

She does this attempting to take some of her weight off her uterus, but there is a down side to her move. It puts her own breasts within reach, available for abuse.  Letitia grabs one of them with her free hand.  Using the breast hold to keep Macie upright, Titty stands up, raising Macie off her feet and into the air.

Now Macie’s entire weight is taken on her uterus. Titty jerks her up and down in a merciless fist-fuck.  The fist-encunted bitch rises and falls on the invading female fist, causing severe distress inside her womb as Letitia pounds her clenched fist against the elevated girl’s tortured uterus.

Titty’s free hand smashes into the girl's big mammaries, bruising and battering them relentlessly.  Macie's full weight bounces on the fist in her cunt with such devastating effect to the internal organ that the delicate ovaries are ruptured, and her fallopian tubes are twisted, bent and torn inside her.  Titty is just finding her rhythm, is just getting started on the lovely body of her beautiful young helpless victim.

Suddenly Arnie intervenes, and pulls the helpless and sobbing girl off the invading fist.  "Look, this is a chance we can't miss, he says. "This pretty little slut is our ticket to special fresh cunt, that can't be traced to us, and when we got what we want, we can get her going out on film, instead of this cheap video."

In response, Titty suddenly brings her knee up between Arnie's legs, driving it with amazing power into his vulnerable nuts. As Arnie folds in agony, she hammers her fist back into the girl’s gaping cunt, then jerks on her encunted fist, dragging it out, her nails dripping blood from the girl's gouged vagina muscle.

"Okay," Titty says, stepping back and watching the battered girl fall into a sobbing heap onto the floor, "let's see what this stupid bitch is willing to do for us to save her useless cunt.  Maybe she could become a recruiter for us."

Arnie, who is sitting on the couch, massaging his aching testicles, falls into step with her 'good guy, bad guy' routine. "Take it easy on this poor girl, Titty, she knows what she has to do get on your good side and to protect herself."

"I've got a mind to put an end to her right now, and not take a chance on her disappearing on us," Titty says.

"Give the girl a break," Arnie says, looking down at the huddled sobbing nude. "Macie knows we have contacts everywhere, and that there is nowhere she can hide. She'll bring us in the best looking pussies we've ever had. I have confidence in her, she has the right kind of contacts." Macie looks up for the first time, and nods in agreement.

"We can get all the girls we want, the same way we got her," Titty says.  "Bitch meat is easy to find and bring in. Let me at her."

"Not so fast," Arnie interjects. "She's just one cunt, but she could bring us in twenty others for you to work on however you like. She knows that anything you do to them you won't be doing to her. Macie has morals, but she also has a great instinct for survival. She knows her only chance to make it is to bring in the girls we need for our project."

Now Macie speaks up for herself. "I know lots of broads, you know, great looking cunts that are out for thrills, and would love to be in your movies. I can get them, I know I can."

"Okay, we'll let you try to prove yourself," Titty says, "We'll need twenty prime cunts on the hoof, real lookers, the best, and we'll need them before the end of the week. And in addition to the ones from the sex industry, we'll also need a dozen young girls, fresh out of high school, only the best-looking girls will do. 

“We need all kinds. A mix of whites, blacks, not too dark, Thai or Laotian girls, and some good looking East Indian cunts, too. The key is to get good looking ones. That's what sells. No uglies, unless they have experience and know how to crew. We can always use crew, but only the lookers get to go on camera. I guess we'll need as many as two dozen, to get the scenes right."

"Don't worry, I know how to get them, you'll see." Macie gets to her feet, and looks at them hopefully. "I'll get them and bring them here."  She stops, suddenly confused. "I don't know where we are."

"Exactly," says Titty, "get them together at your club, all together in the dressing room, and then let Arnie know when to pick them up. He will have a tour bus to take them to their final destination."

Arnie goes back into the bathroom, and removes the spring wire doorstop from the wall. On the end of the device is a small white rubber bumper. "Here is the transmitter, Titty," he says, and pulling the wire spring so that it partially uncoils, hands it to her.

"The antenna is ready, and it is transmitting. She can not escape us now."  He is confident there is no way Macie can guess this device is nothing but a doorstop.  She is not a sophisticated or educated bitch, just a common stripper.  That makes it easy to fool her into thinking they can track her.

Titty thrusts the rubber end into Macie's cunt, and turns it so that the rubber bumper is driven into her cervix, and the wire digs into the flesh of her vagina walls. Macie screams as she feels the metal spring digging painfully into the meat of her sex organ. It will serve as a constant reminder that she is in the control of the evil film makers.

As a visible mark, Arnie grasps the lips of Macie's vagina, and she screams out as he suddenly jabs the sharp end of an open steel ring into the tender flesh. He jerks the metal in a series of violent thrusts, until the sharp metal penetrates her vulva. Arnie uses a heavy clamp to close the ring, with such force that he permanently seals the metal point into a matching cone on the opposite end of the thick ring.

Titty dresses, and Arnie helps Macie into her clothes. They get the bitch blindfolded and back upstairs, where the cab driver is waiting for her.  Arnie puts a telephone number in her purse, a safe one to his unlisted burner phone which will put her in touch with him when she is ready.

In a moment she is gone, taken out to the cab. Titty and Arnie look at each other in eager anticipation.  This is a new direction for them, and they are excited by the possibilities.  This beautiful and stupid cunt could be their ticket to new adventures.  Their new odyssey of sexual excesses is about to begin.


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Re: TITTY AND ARNIE'S LATEST HIT - Tough Snuff Movie Makers
« Reply #1 on: June 14, 2022, 02:02:50 AM »
Really great start to this.  I do hope there is more in the pipeline.