The pain and pleasure are unbelievable when Charon fucks me with that huge dildo. I beg her to stop but at the same time i am enjoying the pain and feeling of being filled like never before. Suddenly she stops, leaving me empty. Then she orders me to get the bed out of the way. Finding three guys who are willing to help me isn't that much of a problem when i tell them they'll get a blowjob each. I suck them off in the basement and just for a moment i fear they want more than just a blowjob, but then they're satisfied and leave me kneeling on the floor, cum dripping from my cheeks.
Mistress seems to be pleased. Then she tells me about the twenty guys i must fuck in four weeks. Assuming that i'll spend at least one, hopefully two nights a week with her that makes exactly one guy every day.
Twenty guys! That's ten times as much as i ever had sex with until i met Charon. Both of them were boyfriends, guys i loved or thought i loved. Oh my, what has become of me?!

She hands me a camera and i'm dismissed. Today i can't have sex anymore, my pussy hurts much too much, so i head home. The next day i still can't sit without difficulties. After work i pass by a bar and look in. Several guys are having a beer before they go home. 'Why not start now' i think and enter the bar. One of the guys sits alone at the bar and i walk up to him. We start to talk, but i'm not interested in smalltalk. With a blushing face i bluntly ask him whether he wants to go to my place and have some fun.
„No, I don't fuck whores, I got a wife back home i love very much.“
'I'm not a whore' i want to reply. But then i get aware that that's exactly what i am. I put a bill on the bar and leave, deeply blushed and embarassed.
At home i place an ad on an internet dating site. „Slut needs to be fucked“ and an email-adress. Five minutes after i posted it i get the first email: „I'll fuck you senseless, bitch. Call me“ followed by a number. Dunno if i should call that guy. I do and we make an appointment for the next day, at my place. He arrives early, a heavyset guy with a moustache. I already told him about the camera and that i need to film him, so i just set up the camera, film him saying he's going to fuck me, undress and join him on the bed.
I don't feel anything, it's just mechanical movement, no feeling, nothing. I guess that's what it is for a whore too. He seems to be satisfied, though. He gets up, gathers his clothes and with a „that was a nice fuck, bye“ he's gone. After a shower i go to bed, but find no sleep. I get up again and check the mail. The inbox is full. I reply to some and call one guy, setting up a date for the next day.

This one is huge, at least 6'4'', and muscular. After the filming he roughly pushes me onto the bed and starts to fuck me furiously. When he cums i give him another five minutes lying beside me until i tell him to go. He turns around, jumps on me, pinning my arms above me with one hand and shouts at me. „What? What did you say, whore? We're not thru yet, did you think i come here to fuck you and then i go again? No, you filthy cunt, we're not thru yet.“ I just lie there while he fucks me another time.
Then he gets up and deletes the film on the camera, while i curl up in a ball and hug my knees, praying that he wont hurt me. „Fucking cunt, don't ever play with me again.“ And then he's gone.
Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! I screwed two guys and got only one on tape. Moreover, i've been raped and beaten too. Thank God i saved the first guy on my laptop. But that's not going to work like this, i need to find some other place to screw the guys. And i need to have more than just one date a day.
I manage to film two more guys until Saturday. One is just pure luck, it's a young guy with UPS who happens to deliver a parcel on Friday, just before lunchbreak. My boss is already gone for lunch, so i just ask him if he wants to fuck. He's dumbfounded, but only for a couple of seconds. He fucks me on the desk, it's all over in five minutes.
I'm still terribly behind my goal, though. Both guys i met Friday refused to being filmed, despite having agreed on it on the phone. If i keep fucking the guys at that rate, i'm toast. I'll have to think of a better, safer and faster way to get those twenty guys on film.
While getting ready Saturday morning and later on the way to Charon i think of my situation. I'm truly a whore. I don't do it for money, i do it for a face in a film saying „I'm going to fuck Zoe because she needs to be fucked.“ And unlike a whore, i actually spend money to get them on film. I decided to meet the guys in a hotel, after what happened with that asshole on wednesday i'm not eager to meet them at my place anymore. Trying to fulfill Charon's command costs me quite some money for hotel rooms. But i have no choice, right?

When Charon opens the door, i hold out the DVD to her. She hugs me and kisses me and then she inserts the DVD and asks me about my week.