I can’t help but cry, I wish Zoe had not signed the release, I have some idea what is about to come.
She peed herself! The largest of the men steps forward and yells at her “dirty bitch!”
He then slaps her hard enough to knock her to the floor! “Go clean yourself bitch” he orders. I am surprised he hit her so soon, Master Jon and I have not yet grabbed our cameras. What he has done was not in the script or filmed.
I know then that Zoe will be seriously harmed today.

She returns and Jon and I grab our cameras to begin filming Zoe’s movie.
Immediately the men lock steel cuffs on her wrists and ankles. They are then attached to chains that lift Zoe a foot off the ground in an X position and gather around her with whips in their hands.
My heart is crushed when Zoe cries out “please Mistress Charon let me stop. I can’t do this! Please save me!”
But I know it is too late as the men start to whip her body.
I asked that she be allowed to wear her catsuit during the whipping. I did not to create more permanent scars on her body from welts.
The suit protects her flesh from tearing but does not stop her from feeling the pain from each lash of the powerful men’s whips.
She continues to cry to me to save her but it is too late.

Eventually the whips cut through her cat-suit and start to cut her flesh.
The script called for the whipping to stop when this happened and the three muscular giants stop.
Then one of them grabs a large knife and rapidly cuts off what remains of the suit. He is using the knife so rapidly and deftly that I fear he will cut Zoe but he doesn’t.

All this time Jon and I continue to film all the action.
There have also been four cameras placed on tripods around the room to ensure that all of the movie will be captured.

Then comes the next part, something so gruesome I can not help but cry.
A thin steel rod about three meters long is placed horizontally between Zoe’s legs. Two of the men lift the rod until it is buried in her pussy while the third man spreads her lips to ensure the bar is painfully directly on her clit.
She screams out in pain and continues beg to have the movie stopped.
With her ankles still chained to the floor she is not able to raise herself off of the bar. The giants raise the bar higher until I am sure it must be buried in her mound then they place the ends of the bar on stands to hold it in place.

I continue to film and cry simultaneously, I am sure my sobs are being picked up by the camera’s microphone.

Her screaming is ear shattering so an O shaped gag is placed in her mouth. The gag holds her mouth wide open allowing anything to be put in her mouth while at the same time subduing her screaming.

The men then grab the bar off of the stands to remove it but they lift it three more inches just before they do.
I can see the bar start to bend underneath Zoe. Obviously she has been stretched as far as possible.
They only hold the bar there for a few seconds before letting it down and setting it aside.
I look at Zoe’s face and see tears streaming down her face. Her chest and body are thrashing as if she is going into a seizure. Her stomach pumps rapidly as she fights to take in another breath.

I think about saying “enough” for I know what is coming next.
Her ankles still remain chained one foot above the floor but the chains on her wrists are lowered until her torso is parallel with the floor.
Her arms are painfully straining to hold up her body but they are forced backwards under her own weight.

Two of the giant, muscular black men remove their shorts.
One walks behind Zoe and starts to play with her pussy. She thrashes in pain as her clit must be extremely bruised from the bar.
After a moment he slams his giant cock into her and begins to fuck her wildly. She tries to scream in pain, no doubt she is begging for the movie to stop.
The other man walks to Zoe’s face and slides his cock into the open ring created by the open mouthed gag.
I am surprised any mouth is able to take his giant cock as he slides it deeper into her mouth.
Zoe is rapidly swinging back and forth from the motion of one man fucking her pussy while the other man fucks her mouth.
Quite often the man in front forces his cock too deep into Zoe’s mouth and the head of his cock slides down Zoe’s throat. I see her neck bulge everytime this happens. I am very sure to film this.
Then he grabs her hair and pulls his cock deep down her throat and cums. I can see the bulge in Zoe’s neck from the cock buried deep in her and watch the pulsing as he pumps each load of cum down her throat.
Once finished he pulls his still erect cock out of Zoe’s mouth and places a red rubber ball into to opening in her gag. She starts to buck hard with this. I am not sure if she is having trouble breathing or if the giant cock in her pussy is starting to cum.

I sense it is time to take a break from filming but as was explained to Zoe she will have no breaks.
She is released from the chains but her shackles remain on while she is locked spread eagle on her back on a mattress.
A machine is brought forward. It has a long rod with one end attached to a motor and the other end attached to a large dildo. They place the machine between her legs and put the dildo into her.
Then the machine is turned on. With each revolution of the motor the dildo slides in and out of her, it is a fucking machine!

The five of us retreat into the other room to take a break while the machine continues to
fuck Zoe. The cameras on the tripods continue to run so that her every move is filmed.
Once we enter the other room the men’s demeanor totally changes.
They are very nice and very intelligent. The largest and strongest of them all start to talk
about his rose garden. One of the others explains he is attending UCLA and the money he
earns in these movies helps to support him. The other is very nice and we soon learn he is the practical joker of the bunch. He has noticed my worry over Zoe’s treatment and consoles me. “She is strong and flexible and we will not do anything we feel she can not do” he assures me.
But after what I have observed so far I truly wonder if that is true.
I can not help but ask why they are so stern at times and such nice friendly guys at other times. “We must always be powerful and domineering in front of the slave. Since we are now in another room out of her site we can behave as we truly are.”

After a pleasant visit with the muscular giant masters we all return to the other room for the movie to continue. The three masters return to their angry persona.
Once we enter the room it appears that Zoe has passed out. I am scared, I wonder if she has died. But once the fucking machine is turned off and removed from her she becomes cognizant of our presence.

The filming lasts another six hours with Zoe being introduced to bondage and pain that I wonder how she can endure.
She of course gets no breaks from the filming but the masters and us alternate in and out of the other room to “refresh” ourselves.
Actually I retreat into the other room when I see Zoe undergoing some horrible scene, something so intense that I can not bare to watch it.


Zoe is completely beaten and limp once the movie is finally finished. The masters help us dress her in some loose fitting clothes and carry her out to one of their cars.
Master Jon says that is okay we can call a taxi but the master explains to him if we put her in a taxi looking as she does the taxi driver will definitely report us to the police.
“No” he says “let me drive you to the hotel and help you get her upstairs.”
As we leave one of the other masters hands me a bottle of oxycontin and instructs me to have her chew one up every two hours. “It will help greatly with the pain.”

When we are finally back in our hotel suite Zoe clothes are removed and she is in her bed limp and weak. I instruct her to chew up one of the tablets for pain and she almost instantly passes to sleep.
Master Jon and I sit in the other room ordering room service and talking about the day.
“She is truly a treasure. I hope you never lose her. Her movie will definitely require some editing, some of the scenes are too intense to place in a movie.”
“Do not sell her in the next auction, she needs time to recover” he orders me.
“Also do not offer her up at any parties for the next six months.” It is clear that Master Jon is as concerned for her well being as I am.

After dinner we both agree we are too tired to “play” so we retreat to bed to sleep.
I am sure to wake every two hours to have Zoe chew up another painkiller.
Each time as she slips into sleep I lean over and kiss her forehead and whisper “I love you Zoe.”

Master Jon has to leave on Sunday to return to Boston but we have reserved the suite until Wednesday because we knew Zoe would need time to recover.
I bathe her and nurse her and care to her every need until it is time to leave the hotel.
I continue to care for her several days after we return to our apartment.
She did not object at first, she was to injured and weak to resist but once we are back in our apartment she insists I must not wait on her any further.

I tell her I must wait on her until she is well. In a totally off-guard moment I let the words slip out of my mouth “I love you Zoe…”