Ela Chambers, a 21-year-old petite movie actress

"What in the hell were you thinking, Ms. Chambers? You have any ideas how much the cover-up will cost?" Ela's agent is yelling at her again. Ela, without informing the agency, went on a dating site and went to see a guy. Although she was wearing a hat and a pair of sunglasses, she still was noticed by fans and her date is all over the newspaper.

"You kept me in his hotel for almost a month! I know we shoot here but I still want to have a life!"

"You, are, an actress Ms. Chambers! You signed a contract and agreed to terms. Terms that would guarantee that both of us make lots of fortune. You will have your life when you finish this job!" The agent then shuts the door on her.

Ela Chambers is 21 years of age but is so petite a pair of man's hands around her waist can almost make a full circle. She always wear a pair of short twintails which makes her even more like some middle schooler. She began her career as a porn actress but because of her seemingly underage appearance no director or actor dared to take her for a spin, but ever since that she has has missing the times where she got to have sex with men and get paid for it. The date she set up earlier was supposed to be sexual as well. But the angry agent caught her before she could even leave the cafe. She is now a new upstart actress who gained her fame from her very first romance film. Although she is proud of her renown, she knew she wouldn't have gained the reputation had she not her petite beautiful body. She had to give up a huge chunk of personal life to loathsome matters like fan meetings and advertisement jobs. The contract she signed is bound to trade a few years of her youth for money, but she won't give in that easily.

Ela browses the internet as usual since it's pretty much the only thing she's "allowed" to do. As she browses her favorite dating site, she notices a weird ad.

"They let women pay for their own torture? What the fuck?" Out of curiosity, she clicked on the link and sees video clips of women on their knees, either getting fucked or throated, or both, while they keep begging for more.

"'Willing Dolls', huh. 'We deliver our services to your doorstep', really? They even offer takeout?”

From watching the clips alone, her pajamas are soaked with her own love juice. "Sadistic sons of bitches. Heck, they might not even show up, knowing who I am." Bearing this thought, she fell asleep.

The next morning, she wakes up to knockings on the door. She opens up and only sees a note on the ground that reads: Regards from "Willing Dolls", your service is in the room across yours.

"I guess I didn't pay $1000 for nothing."

She took out a suitcase and put on a pair of fishnets and high heels. She is petite, yes, but she is a sadist little woman. "What kind of loser men would let women pay for their torment? Sick fucks." She takes out a whip and a cock ring as well. They were prepared for the date that the agent ruined today but now they serve a new purpose: punishing the man from across the room.

"Alright you sick pig, you're gonna be the one who gets to suffer now." Ela puts on some black lipsticks, looks around the hallway to make sure no one is watching, then proceeds to knock on the door right across the hallway.