She looked herself over one more time, turned and checked the seams of her nylons to make sure they were dead straight as no self respecting female ever stepped out with crooked seams, a last check of her hair, a brief touch of her makeup, a final nervous turn in front of the mirror as the taxi pulled up and honked its horn, she smiled winked at herself then stepped out the door and into her new & exciting world.

She stepped into the cab and settled into the back seat her mind racing at the events of the last week or so. She had been serving tables when this very distinguished gentleman came in, took the end booth and when she went to him ordered coffee. She had seen how his eyes had roamed over her as she walked to his booth, giving him her best smile, feeling a warmness in her as he spoke, a slight tinge of accent in his voice. She smiled saying pleasantly that she would get his coffee, turning somewhat slowly then sauntering off to get it, retuning and placing it in front of him, a broad smile on her pretty face and a slight twinkle in her eye. He thanked her as she left to tend to others from time to time stopping to cast an eye his way, once catching it seeing his very handsome smile and feeling that warmth spread more.

She went back to his booth and asked if he wanted a refill he slipping his hand over the near empty cup declining, then quickly as she was about to leave reached out and touched her hand, taking it asking her to tarry but a moment, as fateful as it was to be, Kathy beamed and stopped as he spoke, listening in wrapped attention to this very nice man who had taken time to engage her in conversation no matter how brief it was. His eye she felt were the clearest of blue a she looked at her, speaking, his accent adding to her excitement a she told her of an opportunity as he was holding auditions for models to pose for magazines, producing one, “ Ladies Journal “ a rather mainstream one she read from time to time, listening to him as he talked looking at one of the pictures he had circled telling her that this particular young woman he had discovered a few months ago and was now working in an agency doing modeling and had already had a few offers for bit parts in films. Kathy beamed, the stars in her head swirling as he spoke, the warmth increasing in her as his words flowed through her, giving her promise of what will be. At the end he as he stood up handed her his card and told her very nicely as he took her hand and kissed it to call him in the next day or so and he would set up an appointment to discuss more with her about the potential he saw in her pretty eyes and face. He then turned and left stopping at the door, smiled and tipped his hat at her then walked out.

Kathy for the remainder of the day was in her 7th heaven a she floated through the rest of it, her mind whirling at the prospects of what might be for her, first some modeling, which she had done some and then as he said leading to a bit parts. It was to her all fitting into place now as she could see and she was glad. She recalled that fist interview with him, how he had been so very gracious praising her look and dress, how well she carried herself and of the potential he saw in her. They had had a drink in his office and had talked for a long time, mostly her giving her background and where she grew up, that he parents were both dead and her only brother had been killed overseas, and that she was now a only child. He was consoling to her, gentle and yet fatherly she could see, giving her trust to him as they talked and he explained things to her and where she could possibly end if she played her cards right and listened to his sound advice and guidance.

She did not even mind when they had slipped into his other room and had undressed for him as he took some photos, his way very confirming to her as he directed her to pose, to remove this, or that, sit a certain way exposing herself but in a manner that she could see was classy. She even did not mind later after the shoot as they looked at the pictures of her, her mind reeling with pleasure a she looked and listened as he asked her to kneel and she sucked his cock, did so with fervour following his instructions to the letter, taking all he gave her and at the end even though she struggled with it a bit, she further ingratiated herself upon him by not disappointing him so as she had with others who well to her did not matter. Mr. Reinhold most certainly did matter and she had shown him that.

She had left the place, he paying for the cab and had gone home floating it seemed 3 ft. off the ground. The next week for Kathy seemed to fly by, the hours at the dinner seemingly light to her a she want about her daily chores. That Thursday at work she could not get through fast enough her mind focusing on this next interview, the one where he had said they would do a scene and she could read from a script, a real script. He had not said what the shoot was as it was important that when she stepped into the set that her reactions be as genuine as possible as he said and rightly so, “You're here to act and entertain the people out there you see.” he had said with a very sincere smile as he caressed her soft cheek. She had agreed whole heartedly with that and had promised him that she would put her best foot forward to please him and the crew there for the shoot.

The cab pulled up to a rather dilapidated old warehouse in the city’s notorious north end, a far cry from the uptown office where she had her first one, but it was as he had said that shooting space here was well hard to come by and one took what one could get. She paid the cabbie then stepped out, looking at the old 3 story warehouse, the sign askew the only lights on where at the front and side door. She shivered a slight bit as she looked around at the somewhat dissertated area, pulled the paper from her purse, her fingers trembling a she unfolded it and read, “ Come to side door and enter, take the stairs to the lower level and follow the hall to the end where you will see a door with the sign, Studio 4, just come in and have a seat and I will be right with you.” the note said.

Kathy squared her shoulders and looked seeing the side door as was said, went to it, opened and stepped into semi darkness a slight trepidation filling her for a moment a she stepped in to the some what darkness, but then saw the dimly lighted stair way and started down, her heels clicking loudly a she descended to the next level. True to what he had written she came to the bottom of the steps and saw the hall, stopped for a brief few seconds eyes closed preparing herself, then opened them,, looking at the door at the far end of the hall, the one that held her destiny, dreams and desire, then slowly with a sauntering gait made her way down the hall and into her new life.

Kathy came to the door, stopped for a few seconds, closed her eyes mentally preparing her self in what to say to Mr. Reinhold, then turned the handle, pushed the door open and stepped into a semi dark room.

It was quick the man stepping up behind her quickly slipping the leather hood over her head, gripping her jaw, squeezing it brutally, slipping something into her mouth, keeping it open, then securing the hood about her slender neck with a coldness from years of practice as another man slipped behind her relieving her of her purse as quick, binding her wrist behind her with equal cold effiencey, then both men lifting her and carrying her, their hands touching her crudely as they carried her across the room to be ceremoniously pushed to her knees as more rope was wound about her elbows and pulled tight.

Kathy opened the door and stepped, blinked then felt something being pulled over her head and before she could scream she felt it cover her head, then felt her purse being yanked from her and her wrists being bound. She struggled against them but to little or no avail, felt their strong intense grip on her a she was lifted, carried across the room then roughly forced to her knees the hard cement floor hurting her a she was made to kneel, her mind reeling in shock, fear and now in mounting horror as she felt someone step to her, grip her chin and lift her head up, felt something small open then struggled as she something hard, warm and fleshy being inserted in her mouth, a hand behind her head and her mouth being filled, her tongue being flattened, then gagging hard a she felt it lodge in the back of her throat. Kathy’s mind reeled in further shock and horror a she heard close by the sound of Mr. Reinhold’s voice, but not the nice calming one she had come to know at the diner, or in the interview, this voice was hard, cruel, making her shiver more a she felt hands gripping her blouse, ripping it, the snip, snip of scissors a she felt her bra cut away and the coolness of the place wash over her back and breast, then came the gargled scream that welled up deep in her a she felt the harsh deep bit of a whip or lash caress her back harshly a she felt the invading thing in her warm wet mouth start to move in and out in a slow deliberate manner as she heard his words as to where to direct the camera and to make sure each lash cut deep.

For Kathy and her dream if being a star was now being realized, but not in the way she had dreamed of it. For Kathy the nigh was long, brutal, the men unforgiving & heartlessly cruel on her as he night progressed.

It was 2 weeks later that a honeymooning couple came across a canvassed wrapped body in the woods about 9 miles from the city badly decomposed. Kathleen Andrews had made her film debut, her first and only, one that was as you read this giving many untold pleasures as they watch her descent into hell.

M. Wryter
Hamilton, Ont.
Feb 19/2011