Hi Mrs. Peters, I'm Robbie. Can I call you Lori? Great! Nice to meet you. So, your check cleared. I know you talked to Sy already, so I'm following up here. You're hiring us to help you make your own little home movie, am I right? We provide set and performers...oh, and you perform, too, of course -- you're the star! You provide cameras, cameraman, everything else. And I know you talked about the -- well, not a script, there's no script -- just the scene. You wanted a gangbang, kind of a consensual rape thing, and you told Sy to make it really rough, rougher than his first proposal...no condoms, no safe word, no masks, nasty hard-core CNC. Totally degrading, am I right? That's so hot!
Okay, but here's the thing. We added some punch, some surprises -- I think you're going to love it -- but there has to be a safe word, Lori. That's not just for your protection, it's for us, too, for our performers. Of course, it's not like you have to use it or anything, but there has to be a safe word. And you have to consent to everything in advance. So here's what we're going to do. We'll go through everything now -- my camera's rolling, you see it there -- we're filming your consent and after, you'll sign the paper and everything. Then we're good.
You're really going to enjoy this, Lori. Is it your first time? I understand this is for your husband, am I right? And he's the cameraman? ... No? Oh, it's his birthday. Got it. Lucky man. He gets to watch you be a slut for his birthday. Bucket list for both of you, I bet. ... So if hubby's not behind the camera, who is? A young lady... friend of yours? Okay, does she know what she's doing? This is totally on you, I mean her. It's not like shooting a wedding, see. If she misses something we can't go back and unrip your dress, right? How many cameras will she have? She ought to have two fixed... Okay, okay. Never mind...it's on you. But Sy did tell you we could film this
for
you, right? It would be a lot easier on your wallet. We take all the risk, hubby still gets his birthday present. We know how to market it, see, where to sell it. We would even
pay
you, Lori. ... Okay, sure, whatever you say.
Now, you're going to love the set we found. A real barber shop! Two chairs, they're awesome -- they raise and lower, full recline, the arms swing away. And the performers are Tani, Brad, and Billy. They're... What? Yeah, Tani's a woman, she's great, she's... What do you mean your husband doesn't like lesbians? Who said she's a lesbian? She's a performer. She's going to run the scene, in fact. She's the best there is at rough sex, a real artist. She's Russian -- actually Belarussian, same thing, right? -- you'll love her accent. Trust me, nobody plays the Evil Bitch like Tani! ... Nah, your husband's going to love it. Everybody likes girl-girl. If he doesn't, I'll be amazed, but you can always edit it out.
Anyway, let's keep going. Tani's the barber, Brad and Billy are big-dick customers, one of them will be in the chair getting a haircut. You come in the shop in your fancy business suit, like you're some stuck-up society bitch with airs, but you're in the wrong place by mistake, see. Right away you get snooty, insult Tani or whatever, somebody doesn't like your attitude and the boys decide to teach you a lesson. They grab you and hold you while Tani cuts your jacket off -- right off! It's a barber shop, see, so there's scissors and sharp shit around. The boys are holding you and laughing while Tani just fucking