Making a Movie, or Two, or Three

After Zatanna had swallowed Davy's load and Anthony had told her they were going to have fun together, she had been blindfolded, gagged with her thong again and **** into the back of a car. Her hands were tied behind her back, not that she could resist anyway. Zatanna didn't know where they were going but had been fondled the full journey. Just for a laugh Tiny had spanked her when they were stuck at a red light. He laughed when she screamed into her gag. They had actually driven to Anthony's place although Zatanna didn't know this. She was dragged from the car to a non-descript bedroom where her blindfold was removed. The room had a bed, a mirror, a wardrobe in and that was it. Zatanna looked at the three men and wondered who was going to make the first move.

"I need to make some calls," said Anthony as he left the room. "Back soon," he added with a wave.

Tiny glared at Davy. "I-I need to, em, give him a hand," Davy stammered as he practically ran from the room.

Tiny turned to Zatanna and smiled. "Looks like it's just the two of us left. Oh well, let's have some fun."

"Het hee hoo!" Zatanna yelled into her gag. She had tried to say 'let me go' but her thong obscured her words. There was nothing Zatanna could do as Tiny took a step forward and grabbed hold of her white shirt. With one sudden movement, Tiny ripped open her shirt. Buttons flew everywhere and Zatanna's bra was now on display. Ignoring Zatanna's protests, Tiny yanked down the bra. Tiny spent five minutes feeling, squeezing, groping and slapping Zatanna's tits. Even if she had been able to fight, Zatanna doubted whether there was much she could do about Tiny's ****. After five minutes, Tiny stood back and admired his handiwork. Zatanna's breasts were pink with all the attention he had given them. Tiny knew what was in store for Zatanna so didn't want to damage the merchandise. Well too much.

Anthony and Tiny had talked about what to do with Zatanna when she had been giving Davy head. The 'make her our ****' option was quickly discarded. There was no guarantee that she would keep obeying Davy's commands or find a way to use her magic when he wasn't about. Plus other heroes would come looking for her. Neither he nor Anthony had the connections to sell her to a slaver or trafficker. They talked about doing another robbery using Zatanna's magic but both agreed that it would draw the attention of other heroes. So they decided to make a movie starring Zatanna, even if she was a **** star.

Anthony was on the phone, getting everything ready for Zatanna's film debut. Tiny knew it would take awhile so decided to have some alone time with Zatanna; a bit play time if you will. He had fun playing with her tits but that was the starter, Tiny was ready for the main course. He grabbed hold of one of Zatanna's nipple and pulled hard. She took a step closer to ease the pain. He then led her to the bed which she was **** to climb on to prevent her nipple being ripped from her body. When Zatanna was kneeling on the bed, Tiny let go of her nipple and **** her head down which meant her ass was pointing up, giving Tiny one of the best views of his life. He gave her ass a hard smack which made her squeal out. For good measure he slapped the other cheek. "Right bitch, ready for the real action?" Tiny didn't wait for an answer as he began to strip. Zatanna didn't respond. Tiny licked his lips, it was a mighty fine sight in front of him.

A sight which he was about to ruin.

Zatanna felt pressure against her rear hole. She edged forward slightly, assuming he was lining up with the wrong hole. When the pressure continued, Zatanna began to panic. She had never done anal before and had no intentions of starting now. Yet the pressure kept up. Zatanna moved her body forward. Two meaty hands grabbed her waist and held it in place. The pressure kept up. Zatanna realised there was nowhere she could move. She protested into her gag, screaming into her gag. Tiny pressed forward even more. Zatanna felt her ass cheeks part. Then Tiny's bulbous head entered her rear. Zatanna squealed for all she was worth. Tiny never slowed. He pressed forward and despite a lack of lubrication, went further into Zatanna's back door. Zatanna tried to wriggle free but Tiny was having none of hit. Tiny held Zatanna fast as he entered more and more of her rear end. Her cries were music to his ears. Finally Tiny's balls hit Zatanna's ass. Tiny smiled. He knew he was all the way in. "Fuck me sexy, you're tight!" announced Tiny. Zatanna noise of protest was ignored as Tiny withdrew only to slam home again.

For the next 20 minutes Tiny rammed Zatanna ass. This caused a great deal of pain to her rear but no matter how loud her muffled shouts, Zatanna was ignored as Tiny continued to sodomise her. Zatanna couldn't focus on anything as the pain in her rear grew and grew. She tried to focus on a spell, her career as a magician, her colleagues and fellow superheroes but the pain overwhelmed all her thoughts. Over the 20 minutes Zatanna's thoughts had moved from **** to survival.

Tiny once overheard a teenage girl saying that even though he was big man he probably had a small penis. He took exception to the remark and decided to prove a point. Tiny rear-ended the girl for over two hours with his schlong just because to prove that point. Her screams just encouraged him further. Afterwards she had apologised for her rudeness towards Tiny and had insisted that he was the largest man she had ever seen. He had not seen the girl since she staggered out the door, barely able to walk. Hovever he knew he couldn't last as long with Zatanna but was determined to last as long as possible.

"How's the happy couple?" Anthony asked sticking his head in the room. Tiny didn't slow down for a second. Zatanna turned her tear-stained face towards Anthony. "You make such a pretty picture," Anthony said condescendingly. Tiny lifted a foot and brought it down on Zatanna's face, squashing her head into the mattress. Anthony laughed. "We need to go in about 10-15 minutes. Can you have your bitch fucked by then?" Tiny grunted and thrusted forward with more ****. Zatanna's eyes shot open which made Anthony laugh some more. "Play nice," said Anthony as he left the room. Zatanna began to panic. She didn't think she could last another 15 seconds at this pace let alone 15 minutes.

Tiny could feel his balls twitching. He took his foot of Zatanna's face but gave it a few slaps for good measure. Tiny then slapped both ass cheeks before grabbing her hips tight and going into turbo mode. Somehow Zatanna's screams got even louder. It felt to Zatanna that Tiny was trying to fuck her soul out her body. When Zatanna didn't think she could last any longer, Tiny gave an ecstatic groan before shouting, "Yes you fuckin' bitch! Here it comes!" Zatanna could feel Tiny's hot seed fill her rear. Before today her butt was 'exit only' but load after load was being fired deep into the chasm of her asshole. Zatanna was defeated. She had no energy left to resist so when Tiny leaned forward, Zatanna collapsed on the bed. Breathing heavily, Tiny collapsed on top of her. Zatanna could feel his weight pressing down on her, his dick still buried inside her wrong hole.

As Zatanna lay on the bed, crushed beneath Tiny, she had thought that the worst experience of her life. A few hours later that was no longer the case.

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Zatanna first movie wasn't too bad as far as porn movies went. Davy had driven the four of them to a shady looking studio on the outskirts of town. Anthony had spoken with the director while Tiny had removed all forms of restraint from Zatanna so she was free to talk and move but she still couldn't resist or cast spells. Because of her fame and celebrity status, the director was using more cameras than usual. The first spell Davy made her cast was to make herself presentable which she did. Zatanna looked like she did first thing back at the jewellers; her hair was immaculate along with what little make-up she wore. Her clothes were repaired and worn without a crease. There was nothing to show what Zatanna had been through already that day. Davy gave Zatanna an additional order to follow the director's orders to the best of her ability.

The director had Zatanna do a simple striptease. The setting was a generic strip club. Zatanna emerged from behind a curtain, carrying a briefcase. She put the briefcase on the front of the stage then began to dance around the pole, gradually removing one item of clothing after another until she was completely naked. The director had Zatanna dance a bit longer and strike some sexy but mostly lewd poses for the camera. "Walk to the briefcase," the director said. Zatanna obeyed. "Open the briefcase without bending your knees, look back to the camera and say with a smile like a dumb bimbo 'Oooh look! A girls' best friend!'" ordered the director.

Zatanna bent over as directed, keeping her knees straight. This offered a camera a perfect view of her pussy peeking out from between her thighs; a view most red-blooded males would kill for. Zatanna opened the briefcase and nearly died. She turned her head back to the camera and said "Oooh look! A girls' best friend!". In her head all Zatanna thought was: Fuck! The briefcase contained some dildos and other sex toys. If Zatanna was honest with herself, she probably expected something like that to be inside the case. What she hadn't expected was there to be sex toys AND the diamonds for the earlier robbery. Zatanna knew her reputation as a superhero would be over this video ever surfaced. Few heroes survive a serious scandal or nude pictures; none could survive stolen diamonds in a porn flick. Zatanna hoped nobody would notice the diamonds.

"Show the camera what's in the case," shouted the director. Zatanna's hopes were dashed. She picked up the case and showed the camera. "Now show off each item like an airhead would."

Balancing the briefcase in one hand, Zatanna picked up a dildo and, waving it around in the air like a magic wand, said in a sexy voice, "Mmmm. A big black dildo. Can't wait to give myself a good fucking!" She put the dildo back in the case and picked up some blue anal beads. "Lookie here! Some beads. Only these ones don't go around my neck. Can you guess where they go?" Zatanna asked with an exaggerated wink before putting the beads back. "A girls' best friend," exclaimed Zatanna grabbing some diamonds and showing them to the camera. "Stolen diamonds! They make me feel so sexxxxy!" Zatanna wanted to cut out her own traitorous tongue. She had just admitted on camera to handling stolen goods. Even though it looked like Zatanna was enjoying showing off the rest of the briefcase's contents, inside she was numb to what was happening.

Despite the inner turmoil, Zatanna looked like she was having the time of her life as she pounded her twat with the dildo. Some cameras zoomed in on her face to capture her facial expressions while others zoomed in on her pussy to get the action. There were microphones dotted around the stage to capture every moan, every groan and every cry of joy Zatanna made. The director didn't think Zatanna would be around to overdub the sound so had wanted as much recorded as possible. The microphones also picked up every sentence Zatanna had spoken, including the one about the diamonds. "Yes! Yess! Fucking yyeeeesssssss!" screamed Zatanna and she brought herself to a third climax of the shoot.

From the side Anthony watched on. So far the shoot had gone better than he thought. It had been his idea to include the diamonds knowing that they could use the footage against Zatanna if she came after them. He didn't want to **** her as that could bring unwanted consequences. The rest had been up to Max, the director. He had spent ten years working in the porn industry however two years ago he was accused of **** and even though he had been found not guilty the mainstream porn makers refused to work with him. Anthony was not mainstream. His videos contained **** content; a lot of **** content. Very few of the stars actually wanted to be stars but Max didn't care. He had bills to pay and, because of the **** accusations against him, a hatred of women who used their bodies to their advantage.

Only after Max was satisfied that he had enough film did he shout, "Cut!" Zatanna spat out the butt plug that she had been cleaning in her mouth and dropped to her knees with exhaustion. She had been filmed for two hours doing the most private of things. She looked over to where the briefcase lay and shuddered. Zatanna knew she needed to act before the world saw this footage. Zatanna dropped her gaze to the floor as she continued to catch her breath. She only needed was a chance. A pair of legs appeared in front of her face. Zatanna looked up and into the eyes of Davy. That was a mistake.

As Davy spoke Zatanna knew she wasn't getting that chance any time soon.