Porn Star (11 page)

“Yes, I have seen a penis before.”

“Have you ever places said penis in your
mouth?”

“Sure.”

“Did anyone at the time make a film or video
of you with a penis in your mouth?”

“Possibly.”

“Don’t be evasive Miss Miller, the answer is
either yes or no.”

“I can’t say for sure,”

“Are you telling me you can’t remember
whether or not someone made a film or video of you performing oral
sex on a man?”

“I do not recall,” Cassidy replied.

The lawyer, penis still dangling from his
pants walked over to his table and grabbed a handful of DVD’s. He
returned and held them up to the jury box and then to the audience.
“Miss Miller, is this your picture on the cover of this DVD?”

“Yes, that’s me,” she replied.

“Can you read me what the title of this DVD
says?”

Cassidy leaned over and read the title on the
box aloud. “Cassidy Rayne sucks cock twelve.”

“Who is Cassidy Rayne?” the lawyer asked.

“I don’t know, my name is Miller.”

The lawyer began to chuckle at Cassidy’s
response and obvious attempt at evading the question. “Is it not a
fact that your professional porn name is “Cassidy Rayne”?”

“I plead the fifth,” Cassidy replied.

“I see where this is going Miss Miller, or
should I call you Cassidy Rayne? If I offered you twenty dollars,
would you suck my cock?”

“I’m not a prostitute,” Cassidy replied. “But
if I were, it would be two hundred and twenty dollars, and that
would be with a condom on it.”

The lawyer took a moment to tuck his penis
back in his pants and put the DVD’s back on his table. “What if I
told you that I have three of your family members waiting to
testify that you indeed use the stage name Cassidy Rayne?”

“What if I told you to fuck off?” Cassidy
replied.

“I’m not the one on trial here Miss Miller,
you need to keep that fact in mind.”

“Do you look at porn?” Cassidy asked.

“I told you I’m not on trial, but if you must
know, I only look at state sanctioned porn.”

“You dig the chubby chicks? You like the fat
rolls and watching the guys try to find the wet spot?”

“I like what I’m told to like, like a good
citizen.”

“You fucking liar, you have DVD’s of me under
your mattress at home I bet. I also bet you’ve jerked off to me
more times than you can count. You can’t possibly tell me that you
find that fat ugly governor Acid Rayne sexy. She’s make most men
limp, not hard.”

“The governor is also not on trial Miss
Miller, now can we get back to the subject at hand? I have
overwhelming evidence that you have been in porn for the last seven
years. Of those seven years, making porn underweight has been a
crime for the last four. That means for the last four years, you
have been committing crimes against humanity.”

“Humanity? Isn’t that a bit of a stretch? I
wasn’t out killing orphan babies in Africa.”

“I don’t make those kinds of distinctions
Miss Miller, it is you that has to live with yourself and your
actions.”

“What is the issue here? What is wrong with
sucking a little cock? It doesn’t hurt anyone. It’s my private
business, not yours.”

“Private? Then why do you sell copies for the
public? You have an odd definition of private.”

“You have to be over eighteen to purchase,
it’s not for everyone.”

“You are correct, but it is still available
for purchase.”

“Wait a second, why am I being charged with a
crime that took place in a different state? You can’t even buy my
DVD here in Kansas. The only way you can get a copy is to borrow a
copy or purchase from a friend and I have no control over that at
all. What I did was perfectly legal in the state I did it in.”

Knowing Cassidy had a point, the lawyer
quickly had to change the subject. “Is it true that you’re a dirty
filthy whore?” the lawyer asked.

“What?” Cassidy asked.

“Is it true you are cum swallowing trash
bag?”

“I don’t think so.”

“I didn’t ask you what you think Miss Miller,
now are you a municipal fuck hole for the whoever wants to drop a
load?”

“No, I am not.”

The lawyer picked up a DVD and walked it over
to the jury holding the cover so it could be seen. “Do I need to
bring in a television and show these fine jurors exactly what it is
you do for a living?”

“I wouldn’t show them that one, I have
better, what other DVD’s do you have?” Cassidy asked.

“Come on now Miss Miller, you can’t say that
any of these are any better than the rest. They all have you
sucking on this, or fucking that, or stroking this or swallowing
that. It is all vile and disgusting to anyone who watches it.”

“The governor does it, hell she films in the
mansion with your tax dollars.”

“What the governor does is perfectly
legal.”

“You’re splitting hairs, we both do the same
things, and she’s just fat enough according to your laws to do it
legally.”

“I would never say the governor was a slimy
fuck bag. You on the other hand are nothing but a dried crusty cum
stain on society.”

“Is there a question here? I’m not hearing a
question. Your honor, if this asshole is going to call me names I’d
like to leave.”

The judge thought it over for a second. “It’s
your lawyer’s job to object, not yours. He can continue.”

“Thank you your honor, now Miss Miller, would
you mind taking off your clothes and showing the jury what you look
like naked?”

Cassidy looked to her lawyer sitting at the
defense table and tried to give him a look to get him to object. He
did nothing, just sat like a dummy. Cassidy looked back at the
prosecutor. “No, I will not strip for you or your jury.”

“Your honor, I hold she be held in contempt
of court,” the lawyer asked.

The judge turned to Cassidy and said, “Please
do as the prosecution asks Miss Miller.

Cassidy stood up and walked out of the
witness booth and down to the floor in front of the judge.
Begrudgingly, she stripped nude and stood like a toy at show and
tell.

“Now good people of the jury, you can see
that this woman is obviously breaking the law. She is nowhere near
heavy enough to qualify to be doing porn.”

“I haven’t done any professional shoots in
four years, I only do private shows now, you can’t hold what I did
years ago against me. It’s a fucked up law to start with.”

“Please disregard her statements,” the lawyer
said looking to the judge for approval. This woman is being accused
of creating porn under the prescribed weight. That would be no
different than a truck that gets a ticket for being overweight. The
law is the law.”

“Not if the truck was overweight before the
fucking law was passed. There must be a statute of limitations or
something here. And if my fucking lawyer would get off his dead ass
and do something besides sit there and sleep!”

“No more questions,” the lawyer said kicking
Cassidy’s clothes back over to her like they were garbage.

“Your witness,” the judge said to the defense
attorney.

“No questions,” he replied to Cassidy’s
disgust.

“Get you dead fucking ass up here and defend
me you prick!” Cassidy yelled as she slipped on her underwear.

“I got nothing,” her lawyer replied.

“I want a mistrial! I need competent
representation!”

“Sit down Miss Miller,” the judge said. “We
are going to call this a day, we will adjourn until nine tomorrow
morning.” With that said, the judge whacked his gavel, laid it down
and stood up. “I need those DVD’s” the judge said to the bailiff
and the bailiff handed them to the judge.

Cassidy stood back to back with a six foot
steel pole facing five masked armed guards, each assigned to the
executioner detail. After losing her trial, she was sentenced to
death by firing squad the next morning and to be executed that same
afternoon. She stood tall, looking around at the small group of
witnesses who were there to confirm and report on what happened. In
the front row sat Governor Acid Rayne holding a glass of iced tea
and talking on a cell phone. It was ten minutes to the end and she
awaited her fate. Then she noticed a man in a suit approach
her.

“Hello Miss Miller, how are you today?” the
man asked. “My name is J. O'Brien, I’ll be your executioner
today.”

“Do you actually expect me to answer you?”
Cassidy replied.

“No Miss Miller, it’s a courtesy, but I do
have a few questions I do need you to answer if you please.”

“Go on,” she replied.

“In the case we are unable to execute you in
the prescribed manner, would you prefer we toss you in a pond until
you drown or set you on fire until dead?”

“What?”

“Sometimes the bullets don’t do the job and
the executed isn’t executed at all. Then we have to finish off the
job in another way that will ensure that the orders are
fulfilled.

“Why not shoot me again? Seems stupid to cut
me down and drown me.”

“Yes, that does make sense, but I have to
follow the law and the law doesn’t provide for that kind of relief.
I can only drown you or burn you alive.”

“How often do these firing squads screw up
like that?”

“In my twelve years as executioner, it’s
never happened. This is basically a formality that they make me go
through, by the time they get done shooting you, your heart will be
a sponge and you will be dead. Now, can I get an answer from
you?”

Cassidy looked at the clock on the wall and
realized she was down to five minutes. “What if I don’t
answer?”

“Then I am charged to make a decision in your
behalf, that way you can’t stall the execution, like you’re doing
right now.”

“Why am I being executed anyway? I didn’t
kill anyone. I didn’t even commit a crime.”

“Miss Miller, I’m not a lawyer and I don’t
have time to discuss the legalities of your case. The governor has
decided you are to die by firing squad and in three minutes you
will be dead. Now, give me your answer or I will make up my
own.”

Cassidy, realizing she could no longer stall
replied, “Drown me.”

“That’s better, now I’ll get back to my other
job, have a nice day, what you have left of it.”

The executioner walked back over to his safe
booth away from the firing squad and turned on his microphone so
everyone could hear him speak. “Good afternoon everyone and welcome
to the execution of Linda Miller, found guilty of performing
pornography under the legal weight. I hope you are all comfortable
and have a good view. DVD’s will be available for purchase on your
way out in the souvenir shop. Before we begin, I would like to
thank everyone for coming out, it has been nasty outside with the
weather being as bad as it is. If anyone needs any special
accommodations, like viewing glasses or hearing protectors, let my
staff know and they will provide you with what you need.

I would like to bring your attention to our
governor, who has gone out of her way to be here today. She took
time away from a committee meeting just to sit in on todays events.
In a moment, we will begin the execution so I would like for to
prepare you for what is about to occur.

Traditionally, we have a five member shooting
squad who are volunteers from our regular prison guard staff. Today
we had a call in, I guess someone had a sick child so we
substituted in one of our janitorial staff who has some experience
hunting badgers or deer or something. We will do a countdown from
five, and when we get to the word “fire”, the squad will shoot in
unison. Just like you see in the movies.

At that point, our medical professionals will
assess the fired upon person, in this case Miss Miller and report
back whether or not the execution was successful. In the case there
was a problem and Miss Miller has survived the firing squad, she
has agreed to be tossed into a body of water and drown.

At this time, I ask you to put on any
protective gear as the countdown will begin shortly.”

Cassidy watched the small group put on
headphones and raise their field glasses for a better view of her
chest exploding. She took a deep breath and swallowed hard.

“Firing squad to your mark!” the executioner
yelled over his microphone. “Five, four three, two, one, fire!”
With that said, five guns fired in unison and Cassidy fell limp at
the pole.

“I want to see her!” Governor Rayne yelled
from the observation deck. Having no patience, she stood and began
hobbling down the steps towards the field where Cassidy now hung
limp from the pole.

“Excuse me Governor!” the executioner yelled
back, “No one is allowed to view the body, not even you.”

The medical team walked over to Cassidy and
assessed her, taking a moment to attempt to get vital signs. It
didn’t take long before they returned and the executioner announced
over the loudspeakers that Cassidy was indeed dead.

Acid Rayne, pissed as hell that she wasn’t
allowed to view the body stormed off the deck followed by her
assistants and headed to her limousine. “What kind of fucked up law
is that! I’m the governor, I should be allowed to do whatever the
fuck I want!” Acid yelled.

One of her assistants perked up and replied,
“It’s been law for over fifty years ma’am.”

“Don’t fucking ma’am me, I want to see her
bullet hole ridden body! I want to have a picnic and use her for my
table. I want to hang that bitch up in the town square for everyone
to gawk at. That fucking skinny ass bitch. I hate her!”

“She’s dead, you need to get over this and
move on. You have important government business to attend to.”

The governor and her assistants got in the
car and took off leaving the event behind.