I spotted the ad online and noted the e-mail address. "Males needed for submissive roles in adult film scenes, pay is $200/day." My finances needed the boost, so I replied and after an exchange of information, was told where and when to appear.
The studio was in a fairly nice part of town. I realized I had actually driven past it daily going to and from work, before the company I had been working at shuttered its doors a few months before. My current job as a sales clerk at a big box store didn't pay nearly as well, hence the need for the extra cash on the side.
There was no outside indication that adult films were being made here. I knocked on the door, then entered. A pretty receptionist was seated behind a desk. "Good morning, sir. Do you have an appointment?"
I checked my printed e-mail. "My name is Tom Miller. I'm supposed to be here at 10:00?"
She typed something into her computer. "Ah, yes. Do you have some ID?"
I produced my ID. "Thank you, sir." She returned it to me. "You're a few minutes early. That's good. Down that hall, first door on the right."
I used the restroom, gave my hands and face a quick wash [I had showered right before leaving, but why not make as good an impression as possible?] and found the door in question. A digital clock above it informed me it was 9:59.
I opened the door and found myself in a very large room, with doors leading to several smaller rooms. A very pretty, muscular brunette in a maid's outfit smiled at me. "You must be Tom. I am Mistress Ligeia. I will be your partner today in the scene." I shook her hand and smiled. Two other women were present, and naked. Both were tall and muscular, like Ligeia. One was red-haired, the other blonde. "Mistress Tawny," Ligeia said, indicating the blonde, "will be the camera-woman." She indicated the redhead. "Mistress Patricia will be the director."
I smiled and bowed politely. "A pleasure, ladies."
Patricia handed me a short script. "You don't have a lot of spoken lines. And they're all at the beginning. Think you can handle it?"
I quickly scanned it. "Sure." I returned the script to Patricia.
"Okay," Ligeia instructed. "Remove your clothes and go through that door. The scene takes place in a hotel room. Your character's name is Stan, and I play his ex-girlfriend Lindy."
I nodded. "Got it." I entered the door, and lay down naked in the bed.
Patricia and Tawny entered the room, while Ligeia stood just outside the door. "And... ACTION!" The camera started rolling.
***
[There's a knock on Stan's hotel room door.]
LINDY: "Housekeeping!"
STAN: "Come in. I'll just lie here and let you do your work."
[Lindy enters, hangs the Do Not Disturb sign on the outside of the door, and locks it behind her.]
LINDY: "I'm counting on it."
STAN: "Huh?"
[Lindy removes her maid's outfit, revealing her muscular, naked body.]
LINDY: "Remember me, Stan? You always called me an ugly bitch and slapped me around. Now we'll see who gets slapped around!"
STAN: [Looks at Lindy, recognizes her and gasps]
LINDY: "I'm going to kill you, Stan... but first I'm going to have fun with you."
STAN: "Lindy, please! I'm sorry!"
LINDY: [leaps onto the bed, pulls the sheet off Stan's naked body and sits on his chest, driving the air out of his lungs and making him barely able to breathe]: "Sorry isn't good enough. Today you die. But first, today you get to service me."
Ligeia lowered her delightful box onto my mouth, and I eagerly began licking her. Her juices soon began to flow. They were delicious.