Carol gave her a cigarette and she felt grateful. Then, while they smoked and struggled to get their senses back into proper shape, Carol explained what Lennie had in mind.
"You play the part of a young and pretty little school girl with a middy blouse and short skirt and bobby socks and like that. Then you play your twin sister, the redhead. The boys break in and assault you, one at a time. Then they both give it to you, one in each hole, and then they make you blow them. And, when I walk in, I play the part of your mother. They go after me, too, and I am forced to accept whatever they want to do to me, and then I eat you for a while. Then, if the boys can get it stiff, I suck them for a while. Lennie has it all worked out. But, you are going to be the star of our little epic, so we dress you up just like you are a little girl."
"I am a little girl," Lily said, smiling.
"That's what made me think of this little charade," Lennie said. "I don't know why, but the guys who lay their money out for films always pay lots more to see a young girl get it. Anybody can tell you that. So, that's what we are going to give them."
Carol concentrated upon making Lily look too young and too virginal and when they all agreed that Lily was ready to be raped and assaulted in every possible way, the movie began.
Lennie set the camera up so that it would take her picture as she opened the door of the room and ostensibly arrived home. Once the door was closed behind her, the action began. One of the twins stepped out of the closet and lunged at her, ripped her blouse to shreds and Lily's beautiful young breasts were naked and exposed to the touch of the intruder. Lily began to fight and struggled and the more she struggled, the more clothing she lost. The boy kept on tearing her clothing from her body and pretty soon she was stark naked and when the boy pushed her down onto the bed, her legs fell apart, thrusting her genitalia into great prominence. Lennie moved in for close-ups as Lily slowly closed her legs. The boy, either Mark or Leslie, she didn't know or care which, turned her over and as his fingers crept into the valley between her buttocks; she automatically moved up onto her hands and knees and the region between her legs was exposed for the gaze of the viewer in a way that pushed all of Lily's sexual equipment right into a big close up and she knew that Lennie was lingering on her crotch and she didn't mind. If guys wanted to look at her cunt and drool over it, it was okay with her. She was beginning to get too wet between her lips down there and Lennie told Mark (or Leslie) to eat her for a little while. Lennie stopped the camera and Carol moved close so that she could kiss him.
Lily, on her back on the bed, felt the boy's mouth covering her inflamed flesh; she popped right away and then began to gasp and whimper and moan with an excess of sexual agitation and she began to enjoy what the boy was doing and her whole being became involved.
She knew that Lennie was again using the camera and she could feel the heat of the lights on her body but she was too wrought up and caught up in sexual frenzies to care about anything, especially how she was acting.
She was aware that the other boy had arrived upon the scene and he was busy with her person, too, and she could enjoy the blazing agonies that came alive in her midsection when one boy rammed himself into her rearend and the other one had his stiff cock far up inside of her cunt and she was clawing the air with fierce and awful convulsions of exaggerated sexual bliss.
She lost all semblance of reason and decorum and she became an animal and she had a grand and glorious time, a time filled with abundant joys and varied and intensified thrills and sometimes she was conscious and sometimes she was not, but at no time did the exquisite sensations of extreme sexual pleasure diminish. It went on and on and she could feel each different act as it occurred and, for her, there was greater sensation in some things than in others.
She remembered that Lennie ran out of film and by then no one cared. He had more than enough on film and they simply went on and on, too immersed in sexual activity to stop, too eager to enjoy and to exploit each other. In time, exhaustion set in and they rested and when she finally got her senses straightened out, Lily was alone and she was glad about that. She was worn out and it felt like every bone and sinew in her body was strained and pushed out of shape. She stretched out in her bed and that was a grand feeling, almost sexual in its pleasurable nature, she thought.
She slept and her dreams were strange and distorted, bits and pieces of a strange erotic flavor. She rarely had any dreams, but she could not remember ever having sexual dreams either, but she was new at the sex business so she couldn't be too sure about a lot of things.
She woke and it was sort of gray in her room and she could not imagine why she had stopped sleeping. Then she saw that one of the boys was in the room with her. She could barely see him. She lifted the covers of the bed and he got into the bed with her.