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She had promised her folks back then to always read the holy and scathing words of the Bible. She knew a few verses by heart and King Solomon was her favourite, as he was also the richest.

She never knew she would be tied up in a small sofa of a bed for the rest of her life, following every servile order of frail but agile looking men, who she got to call, Daddy.
Daddy 1 had a really big belly. His face was spotless with spots of red and purple, probably the effects of bad skin treatment. He always had this sinful smile on his face, making her feel worthless.

Daddy 2, also known as Pa James was the hotshot of the company, as he still managed to look smart, clean-shaven and young. Even for his age, he was always willing to do anything to make his frail bones and flesh feel alive again.

Rebecca Jones was all Daddy 1 and 2 wanted, even after working for years, with the Big Thing Porn Companies, a group of companies involved with the making, marketing and sales of pornographic movies. They were making it big time, as these movies were widely known all around Europe and America.

Rebecca Jones was getting her hair and make-up done when Daddy 1 accosted her. She wasn't even ready yet to take off her clothes and make yet another salacious scene with Bruce, the fresh-out-of-college boy, who was still too shy to make any woman excited with just a simple flick of his long tongue.

Daddy 1 was shirt-less and his face was almost faceless, that blank and sinful look all over his face. He gave a mean stare to Lucy, the make-up and hair stylist girl, who disappeared from their presence, giving him and Rebecca a brief time to communicate.

"I know what you've been doing, little girl!" Daddy 1 almost snarled, his face now pink, as if he had been fighting back his urine.

"What are you talking about?" Rebecca asked, obviously not ready for games.

"You've been reading that Book again. I saw you going through a few pages earlier. Don't you dare turn your back at me now, Rebecca Jones. You're ours now!" He snarled yet again, but this time, he grabbed her face roughly and poured his saliva into her mouth. It was disgusting and erratic.

"What was that for?" She yelled, her mouth glistening and sheen in spit.

"Just be careful, that's all. No one likes a Saint of a Porn star. No one!" He said, just before strutting out of the room, his hands in his pockets.

Rebecca fought back the tears as her throat constricted and so did her heart. The Holy Bible was just inside her bag but she couldn't look at its words anymore. She was too filthy and she felt someone might just be watching her, someone other than Daddy 1.