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By Danilo Conti Producer Thierry meets Tonia, the ten year old daughter of one of his porn actresses. He has a plan that could help mother and daughter out of poverty
‘Ah, quelle beauté! What a little beauty she is, your daughter!’ exclaimed Thierry Lamy after Tonia had opened the door for him and let him in the living room. She bowed politely for the slender, tall man with long blond hair and dressed in a flashy red t-shirt and terra coloured linen trousers, all from some famous French couturier and very, very expensive.
It was Tonia’s 10th birthday and I would surprise her with a party at home. Her schoolmates will come next Saturday, as many of them have their hobbies on Wednesday afternoon. So, to fête her on her birthday itself, I had planned to invite my so called friends. In fact, they were my boss and my collegues from ‘work’. I really had no intimate friends yet in the neighbourhood where we moved to five months ago, at the start of the new school year in September.
End of January, very cold, snowy weather and the forecast was pessimistic: more snow, maybe all evening and all night. I wondered if my guests would risk to come over for just a party for a ten year old daughter of a woman the only were working with since so little time.
Thierry Lamy is my boss, the director of ‘Besame Art House’, an expensive name for a studio that only produces porn. And not just porn, let’s call it by its name: vile and cheap. But I had no choice. I have to raise my Tonia. There gotta be money at the end of the month. Thierry looked around in the small, dark room with the little open kitchen and the stairs leading to the first floor where there were two small berdrooms and a little bathroom. That’s all I could afford. House rents are high, even in the outskirts of NY. He didn’t seem to bother though. I invited him to sit at the table, where the cakes and the drinks were arranged by my little darling. She asked me if there were more guests to come.
‘Sure, don’t bother,’ said Thierry, ‘the must come and they will. Only, the weather is bad and they have to drive through this terrible snowfall. Indeed, I thought, the others must come, it was an order and they wouldn’t think of disobeying Thierry. Their job was in his hands. One by one thery arrived: the three technicians, the four actors and the four actresses – the complete crew of our small business. They were all younger than me. I’m already thirty-two and that’s old in our trade. I ofter wondered how long I could work here. People like young, fresh girls. The men had different ages, varying from 21-y old Francis to 57-y old Fernando, a Mexican macho but still in perfect shape and proud on the fact he still didn’t need a pill to get a boner.
All the company was good willed and joyful as they probably saw how poorly (but decently) we were housed. They had bought a nice present for Tonia, a wooden doll house with a dozen pretty dolls and beautiful decorated with miniature furniture. Tona loved the bedroom where a girl lay in bed with a doctor on her side. This had been a common situation for her in the house we previously lived in. It was so cold and damp there, that she regularly fell ill. This house was warm and dry and she had become healthy and strong since we moved in.
Through all the activities in the crowded room, I noticed that Thierry couldn’t keep his eyes from Tonia. Two hours later, all the guests left, it would soon be dark and the roads would be dangerous with all that muddy snow and there was still much more to come. They trouped together in the hall, I heard their voices and a minute later, Dennis, my favorite fuckmate in the studio, came back into the room, discretely handing me over an envelope while kissing me on the cheek and once again saying goodbye. Then he left the room, shut the door behind him and I heard the front door slamming. I held the envelope in my hand, looked at it and found they had put together ten dollar each. Thierry understood and he asked me what was in the envelope. I counted the notes – 110 dollar.
‘So nice,’ he said, and he took his wallet, handing me over the same amount without Tonia noticiing it. ”Buy yourself and your little angel something special,’ he said, ‘but by the way, I would talk about something different. Sit down for a while, Angelina.’
I sat on the other side of the table, looking Thierry in the eyes. ‘I’ve been thinking, Angie. That girl of yours, how beautiful she is. I always wanted to find a sweet and innocent looking little girl for some project I have in mind for since long. Only, they are hard to find and even then – you know how it is, convincing parents and than there is the fucking law. Of course, such movies can’t be sold in stores, but I know how to distribute them in a way no one will ever know where the tapes come from and who the actors are.’
I gazed at him in disbelief. ‘No, don’t be scared,’ het went on, ‘listen, it would help you out of the shit. A sweet Italian nymph like your Tonia will earn more in one day than you do in half a year, maybe more. We’re 1979, Tonia, the mind of people changed and lots of people have lots of money to spend. Home movies are coming up everywhere, people have TV and recorders. The ‘Tonia-tapes’ will be an underground succes for many long years and will help you to move to a nice place. You know, in countries like Denmark and Sweden too, I believe, child porn isn’t forbidden. On my trip there I saw a lot of those movies. They’re not for sale in sex shops, but they go under the counter for more than ten times the price of the usual shit you perform in. And you must think about yourself, Angie. You’re getting older. How long will your career last. Four years? With the miserable fee your earn now even downsizing?’
‘I don’t want my little girl to be raped,’ I answered, my throat soar and with tears in my eyes. ‘She won’t’ Thierry assured me, ‘our first tries will be solo acting. Undressing, zooming in on the incredible nice treasure between her slender legs. No one will touch her. Even no one else but you and me will see. I’ll do it all by myself and you can stay with her all the time. And afterwards, when the films are distributed and the customers want more of her, and they will, I assure you, we can make another step and fake sex with her. All depends on her own will. If you tell her she’s helping you to get a better living, she’ll probably do all you ask her. But we can’t afford losing time. A girl’s body changes so quickly and to earn the most, we have to act without any delay. She’s really at the height of her natural beauty, completely innocently looking and no doubt completely innocent by herself. That’s what we need. That’s what our customers pay for. And I will fix my prices. I will care for you both, Angelina. You simply can’t afford to reject my proposal.’
‘I’ll talk to her,’ I finally said, ‘at least she must know what will happen.’
‘Tell her she can lay on a bed just like she did when she was ill, or like the little doll in her doll house now. That a doctor will be next to her, consulting her. I could call the movie ‘Playing doctor’ or something like that.’
‘Okay,’ I simply answered. Since I lived here, I had been happy to find a job, though it was letting me be fucked by four complete strangers and being filmed. It earned just enough to pay the basic needs. I never laughed in my life, always concerned about my little girl, and now it was she who could help us out of the shit. Thierry was right. Nothing would happen to her and I would always be at her side.
I waited till Sunday to tell her, after the Saturday birthday party for het class mates. They were all children of the same way of living like ours – not really poor, but nicely kept. Tonia was a very beautiful girl, but some of her class mates were nice to look at too. I wandered if…. Maybe I could convince some parents too in the near future and so building up my career at Thierry’s business, bringing in new flesh – nice, untouched, soft meat, so to say.
I told Tonia on Sunday afternoon. The weather was still very bad, more snow and the temperature fell amazingly down. The next week school were closed for a week. That would be a chance to make a movie… My monologue was held a hundred times in my head for the last few days and I was proud of myself to make a story of it Tonia would like and understand. She did, oh, she was so happy! The picture I painted for her was that what Thierry had proposed: she lying on a bed in the studio where mama worked, with a man dressed as a doctor. ‘There will be a camera, love,’ I told her, but you musn’t look at it, just lie with your eyes closed and let it happen. The doctor will examine your belly and your pussy, you know, but without touching you. He will just look at it from a distance and I will sit next to you all the time. We can even hold hands while the camera’s turning – not all the time, maybe, but most of.’
She simply agreed, the way only children are capable of. So when she was in bed, I called Thierry. He was on cloud nine hearing the news. ‘You tell me there’s no school this week, Angie? Well, I will come over to you by eleven tomorrow morning. She’ll like driving in a Cadillac, just like a movie star. Don’t bother about a dress, I will call Stephany to buy all Tonia needs. It will be ready before noon.’ Stephany was the youngest actress and she lived with Thierry for the time she would find an affordable apparteent herself. ‘Will Stephany know about it?’I asked. ‘No, she won’t, she will just buy what we need. She doesn’t ask questions. She’s just happy to have a roof over her head and having a good meal every day. You can trust her – and me.’
Thierry was just in time as promised. My little girl gazed at the limousine and proudly stepped in. I followed her on the back seat. She was really excited. We drove about twenty minutes and she gasped at the buildings and the icy parks full of children playing in the snow or skating on the ice. Thierry drove the car in the garage and we made it for the first floor where the studios were. In the corner of the most spacious studio stood a small bed, covered with white linen sheets and a patchwork cover. Thierry put the lights on and got the camera ready.
‘So, Tonia,’ he said, ‘for now we just explore the studio. You can try the bed and see for yourself how you feel comfortable in it. Just put out your coat and your shoes for now. Afterwards, we’re going for a nice meal and than we’ll come back here to make a real movie star out of you. Isn’t that wonderful? How a little girl is so nice to help her mother…’
‘I would do anything my mum wants from me,’ she said fiercely. I took her in my arms and kissed her over and over.
Just in two hours time she would lay on the bed in the corner of the studio, half naked of completely naked, showing her private parts to a camera and soon to maybe thousands of men all over the country. It made me sad and it made me happy at the same time.
– To be continued –
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By Danilo Conti #PreTeen #Virgin #Voyeur
