The Prologue
Peter wanted to rewrite history. And he had the wherewithal to do it.
Each of his recent films had sold phenomenally well, and his financial backer Lord Rutherford who lived at Duncumbe Abbey Manor where most of the shoots took place, was pleased with the return on his investment and appreciated that his involvement was making his life far more interesting - a little exciting even...
This meant Peter was able to employ,
up and coming
beautiful actresses and handsome virile actors, who wanted to be
famous
(but probably never would be, after performing in one of his films:
infamous
- yes!)
He would lure them into his films with promises of thrilling opportunities they'd obtain nowhere else, to enhance their acting experience and further their career - and by
the sheer amount of money
he could afford to offer them.
He would particularly seek out those who were beautiful and talented, and willing to
succeed
, but being short of work, were enthusiastic - maybe a little reckless - to perform in challenging, explicit roles which (in his sexist patronising director speak) required powerful penetrating performances by the men; and surrendering, receptive, submissive roles for the women; whose parts the actors needed to
deeply immerse
themselves in, and the actresses would be
deeply fulfilled
in their roles... The actors needed to be truly
outstanding;
proudly showing their impressive credentials - demonstrating their obvious ability to perform tirelessly and unremittingly in their relentless quest for the most magnificent delivery; and the actresses, exquisitely beautiful, delightful and determined to willing display their ample attributes, and uninhibitedly reveal their welcoming openness to affectionately and expertly portray their characters with the utmost naked realism; and their unswerving dedication to
veracity
, to make his films
truly
authentic - and
that
(as they would soon find out) would involve them having plenty of unsimulated unprotected sex...
And he would convince them, possibly against their, or their agent's better judgement, they needed to selflessly commit themselves and immediately sign: all encompassing, binding contracts - including, among them, the all-important consensual sex agreement...
And so now, armed with a bevy of beauties and a macho of men, to make up his talented cast, he was ready. After the encouraging runaway success of his
Cinéma Verité Historique
film:
The Maid
, Peter was in a position to attempt something he had been dreaming of doing for a while: a modern remake of his historical Roman biopic "The Rape of the Empress's Handmaidens by the Praetorian Guard." With the very
lurid
explicit scenes shot in 4K Hi-Def, HDR Dolby Vision and Dolby Atmos sound, to capture every performance, every action, every close-up, in vividly explicit shocking graphic detail for absolute realism.
And, in recognition of my sensationally
lurid
performance, in my candid portrayal of a maid, in his historical Victorian biopic,
The Maid
, Peter had cast me in the lead role: Empress Messalina; and Fiona, my real-life lover: my co-star...
"I'm not going to take it!" I was saying to Alex, my flawed but still employed agent, "I
know
what the plotline is: Claudius has ordered his wife Messalina's execution by the Praetorian Guard and the rape of her handmaidens. But no doubt that will also involve them all punishing
me
savagely before my disposal. In other words: they'll all thoroughly have their way with me before finally doing away with me... And that's it!"
"Emily! That's
