Good day, dear readers. I want to describe the introduction for this chapter at a fast pace in order to pay more attention to the main part.

Our next item was the beautiful city of Kursk. We arrived there not by chance. Our boss in Kursk had an old friend, the owner of a large plant, I will not denote the name for obvious reasons. Late in the evening, in the pouring rain, we arrived at the plant. Our composition has undergone some changes. In addition to our brave trio (me, Oleg and director Slavik), three more guys joined us. Regular experienced thugs from our boss. Let's take a quick look at the guys. Kirill was the leader in their company: 21 years old, not tall, short-haired brunette, of ordinary build, both hands from wrist to shoulder were clogged with tattoos. Cyril inspired respect, he was clever, spoke thoughtfully and on business, the others listened to him. The second guy was Yura: 22 years old, stocky, also not tall, with a square head, slightly reddish, loved football, had massive inflated legs. The guy is a companionable, a little impudent, but not conflicted. Well, the third Vitek: the highest, slim, dark-haired, self-confident, intelligent, could well have passed for a leader, if not for Cyril. In this little brunette there was a certain aura of authority. All three guys worked together for a long time, in parallel with us, and we didn’t even know that the boss had a team “B”. Yet, Oleg and I remained Alpha. We immediately made it clear who is in charge. However, I was waiting for a huge disappointment. More on that later.

When we drove to the factory, we were met by the same boss, a friend of the boss. He was a huge man, with square shoulders and thick hands. But all this awesome view is just a shell, inside the uncle turned out to be awesome. He had jokes for every phrase. And while we unloaded the equipment, he made us laugh. It was evident that he was glad to our arrival, and he knows everything about our work. Of course our boss notified him. The chief was named Vladimir, he was married, and had two children. Naturally, he was not going to take any part in the shooting, but he expressed a desire to observe.

Well, now the most important thing. Women! We did not even have to place an ad and wait for the responding women of the right age and appearance. All this for us did Vladimir. They had a personal agreement with the boss, Vladimir provides apartments and two women. Yes, you heard right, this time two ladies participated in the shooting. Vladimir in submission had two thousand employees, and of them a lot of women. I have no idea how he found the two aunts of his female employees, and how he persuaded, how he explained what he was shooting, but all this did not concern us. Vladimir promised, Vladimir did. We began to go into a large hangar, on the way the owner of the plant told us about these two women. He assured that the aunts were standing as ordered, but he persuaded them and kept silent. I think I promised them a generous bonus, besides the fact that we pay. And this time, our boss decided to fork out. He ordered a hardcore shoot, very straightforward, and gave us 250 thousand rubles for each woman. Such grandmas even in porn do not pay. And these Kursk factory workers do not earn that kind of money in six months. In general, the money is good, most likely it was the main incentive for the ladies. Or maybe Vladimir scared them, saying that if you refuse, you can look for a new job. Who knows what kind of person he is as a boss.

The hangar was just huge. Tall containers piled on both sides, forming a wide aisle in the center.Around were carriages, crates, rails under the ceiling, from which ropes and hooks hung. Well, the place where we stopped was a kind of clearing in this building forest. Wide space, well lit by standing lamps. This Vladimir ordered to put here such lamps, which is very pleased with Slavik. In addition to the lamps, the hangar was illuminated from above, there were large fluorescent lamps all over the hangar under the ceiling. Only between the containers there were dark corridors. And now the chief pride of the boss: on this improvised clearing, he laid out several thick carpets, put a leather sofa and two armchairs. On the side was a table with drinks and fruit. Film set is necessary!

And now back to what I have described above as my disappointment. While we were unloading cameras and boxes with interesting items, Slavik took me aside and dumbfounded:

- Listen, Max, I need a second camera, I did not know about two women, and the boss sent three more instead of two guys. It turns out some kind of porridge. I decided that I would do a 4 by 2. One of you is superfluous.

- What do you mean?

- You have to take a second camera and shoot with me, then I will mount everything.

I did not believe my ears. I am now broken off great, but Slavik hurried to cheer me up:

- If you are behind the camera, this does not mean that you are not participating in the process at all. I give you a complete blank check. You can take women, touch as you like, slap and so on, taking it all off first-person. On a pinch, if it is unbearable, you will give Oleg a camera at the end and send him down to someone or someone. So do not worry, it will be great.

- Why me, Slav?

- And who else can I trust the camera? These three people I see for the first time, and Olezha's handcuff. You know how to handle the camera, so the choice is obvious.

I lowered my head and considered his proposal. More precisely, it was not a proposal, but a statement of fact. I had no choice.

- Okay! I take with you.

- Well, fine. Let's go show how to configure the camera.

I learned it pretty quickly, always quickly grabbed it. But of course, the prospect of shooting, and not fucking, I was not very pleased, especially since total hardcore was promised. Hmm, a bummer came out. Well, nothing, had to stay and the director. Moreover, Slavik promised me a blank check, so I won back from the camera.

Vladimir went to the women, it turns out they were already waiting for us in one of the trailers. Preparing there. Slavik gathered us all together and once again instructed us about our role. More precisely, he turned to the guys, told them how to be tough, what to do and what not to do, where it was necessary gradually, and where at once, well, and all sorts of psychological stuff. The task of the guys was to the maximum, but within reason, to humiliate women, morally and physically, to fuck hard in all possible holes, but everything, as usual, is only a degree harder. I wonder how they cope, I also did not intend to shoot with folded arms.

Finally, we were taken to an acquaintance. With the whole crowd, we burst into the trailer, which immediately embarrassed the women. Two ladies sat at the table and drank tea. They simultaneously hatched eyes.

“Oh, what young boys,” said the blonde, puzzled.

I will omit the details of our awkward acquaintance, there is something special and nothing to say. We met, sat at the table, chatted, discussing the nature of shooting and the emotions of each. It turned out quite frankly. Particularly surprised Cyril, he directly asked women about their personal lives, children and stuff. And those quite willingly answered all questions.

Well, let me finally introduce you to the ladies. Let's start with the blonde. Her name was Olga, 44 years old. The lady is married, which is very amusing to all, and gave the whole situation a little piquancy. Olga had two children, a boy and a girl. She worked here in the factory, in the logistics department. Outwardly, Olga was a typical CurvyWoman, that is, a woman with mouth-watering forms. But not a fat woman, do not rush to build an image. I would call the figure of Olga magnificent, she had a rather large massive chest, magnificent ass and thighs, it was all drawn from under the clothes.Yes, of course there was excess weight, after all a mature woman in her forties, but her tongue did not turn to call her fat. Her face was ordinary, not plump, not skinny, her nose was thin and a little poised. The eyes are blue, her teeth are even, the woman is well-groomed. An excellent sample of delicious mommy. Her hair was not very long, about the shoulders, straight, under the square. Olga was wearing a blue business jacket ...