The Cinematic Masterpiece

This could be subtitled 'The Toilet Cleaners Torment' for reasons which will become clear...

Gavin Harris is a happy man. Ever since he was a boy, he was mad keen on the cinema. As he got older, he grew to love the 'art house' films from all over the world. Now in his fifties, he had achieved his ambition - to own and run his own independent movie theatre. His friends had told him he was crazy and it had led to the breakdown of his marriage, but he had gone ahead and sunk most of his money into the purchase of a rundown old cinema - the Majestic - in a rundown part of North London.

He had replaced the seating and brought the projection booth back into working order together with a lot of painting and repair work. But, truth to tell, there was still little sign of the Majestic's old glory days. However it was now a functioning cinema. Gavin made it a membership club, so that he could screen more 'challenging' movies. He couldn't afford to employ many staff, but he had his trusty old beer bellied, chain smoking friend Bill. Bill was an experienced projectionist, who had worked in the sex cinemas in the 1970s and 80s. He had been known to shoot a load across the projection room floor whilst screening these epics, but generally Bill was disappointed at how tame they were! Gavin knew he needed a big draw to get bums on seats and believed he had just that!

He had managed to hire the latest film by the controversial Italian director, Bruno Bassani. Entitled 'Il Bruto' (The Brute), it purported to be an allegory on strong arm Italian politics and Mafia corruption. Some critics had derided the film for its graphic sexual imagery, others had declared it a 'masterpiece' and 'a work of genius' and it had narrowly missed out on winning the Palme D'Or prize at the Cannes Film Festival. Gavin and Bill had settled in the projection booth to watch the trailer.

The first clip was of a teenage girl bent over the arm of a sofa, her bare arse red and inflamed, as a man (her teacher?her father?) smiled evilly at the camera, lovingly caressing a thick leather belt. The next was of a rubbish strewn alleyway in Naples, where a girl is being raped by a filthy, homeless man, as other beggars and bums cheer him on..The subtitles read " Tear her apart! " and " Destroy the cunt! " The next clip showed a priest facing away from the camera lifting his vestments to reveal a hairy, bare backside. As the camera zooms in, he prizes his bumcheeks apart and the sweaty, matted hairs around his arsehole fill the screen and this is being slowly lowered on to the terrified face of a nun splayed on the floor of a church. Behind her, another priest is busy buggering one of the older choirboys on the altar! Finally, the scene shifts to Florence, where a group of Italian louts strip a girl on the Ponte Vecchio, gang rape her and fling her naked into the River Arno. As the subtitles show her screaming " I can't swim!! ", a great cheer erupts from her gang of rapists on the bridge. Yes, Gavin had known he had a box office winner!

And so it had proved. The film had been running for a week now to sold out, mostly male, audiences. As they watched the trailer, Bill had taken out his big old cock and rubbed one out, shooting spunk across the booth. Gavin didn't mind. He knew Bill would clean up after himself, but cleaning! This was a problem for Gavin. He had already let two cleaners go in this first week, but he was hopeful about Joy.

Joy had been bubbly and vivacious at her interview for the job. In her mid-thirties, she was 5'2" , blonde with a delicious looking pair of tits, Gavin noticed, and a bum that managed to be both fat and pert at the same time, almost crying out for a good spanking, but he knew he had to remain professional! She was slightly disappointed that her main task would be cleaning the basement toilets. She expressed surprise that this would include the male facilities too, but Gavin assured her this was normal practice nowadays and there would be a warning sign put up to make the male patrons aware. Joy's husband had been made unemployed recently, so she was grateful for the job and earnings.

When she turned up on her first day, she just wore her overall over bra and panties, having been told that the basement could get very hot. The screening had already begun. Joy knew the film was a foreign one, but that's all and, before entering the ladies toilet, she was a bit alarmed at the sound of loud whipping and screaming coming from the cinema screen above and the lusty roars from the auditorium. " They must be enjoying it! " thought Joy and began her work, wheeling her cleaning trolley into the toilets.

If Joy emerged sometime later from the ladies, marvelling at how messy and unhygienic females can be, nothing prepared her for the gents! She entered, facing the far wall on which were spray painted large in red the words 'FUCK YOU!' ( one exclamation mark) and, on the opposite wall, 'RAPE IS GREAT!!' (two exclamation marks). There were the inevitable drawings everywhere of huge cocks and balls shooting semen, the urinal troughs were clogged with piss, spunk, cigarette butts, gum and a couple of used condoms, the gloryholes in between the stalls were encrusted with dried cum and the floor awash with urine! Joy sighed deeply, but then felt the urgent need to pee. She walked into the centre stall and just about managed to secure the door shut with its flimsy lock. She dropped her panties and prepared to piss.

Like a lot of females, Joy hovered over a public toilet, not wishing to sit her bare bum down on the well used porcelain. But out of necessity now, due to the dire state of the toilet rim. Suddenly she heard raised male voices coming nearer. The film must be over. She heard a loud bang as the outer door flung open and hit the wall. She also heard the female attendant warning sign being kicked across the floor. There was lots of excited shouting and swearing. One guy was yelling " Fuck me, what a film! What about the bit where that slut was strung up by her tits to that beam! " And another, "Yeah and then they shoved that beer bottle up her cunt!!" These boys are really riled up and horny from the film thought Joy. She felt quite intimidated and realised she had now sat her naked bum on the grimy toilet. "Hey lads, what have we got here?" said the first voice. " a tranny on the bog? " Joy realised they could see her shoes and knickers round her ankles under the door. With a quiver in her voice, she said "I'm the cleaner". The bloke guffawed. "Cleaner?! You're not doing much of a job, are you? It's filthy in here!" Another voice called out, " No, she's too busy flicking the bean in there! " to roars of raucous laughter .

"I needed a wee" said Joy pathetically. " Don't believe you, you dirty bitch! " came the response. "Come on, lads, let's kick this fucking door in!!"
" NO!! " screamed Joy, as with one almighty boot thump the door swung open, the lock flying off the frame.
"Grab her, boys!" shouted the ringleader, a muscular yob in a ripped teeshirt and very tight jeans. Before Joy could move, four guys had pushed their way into the cubicle. They tore off her overall , buttons flying everywhere, pulled off her shoes and knickers and quite expertly removed her bra, displaying her fine rack to the leering louts.
They picked her up by the arms and legs and carried her nude body out into the main toilet . They held her in midair and one shouted " "You wanted to piss, now fucking piss!!"
"Okay, slag!" was the reply and they dropped her on to the drenched tiled floor. Whereupon v muscular lad unzipped his jeans, took out his throbbing eight incher and flung himself on top of her.
"Fuck yeah, man! Rape the shit out of her!!" heard Joy, now terrified . His cock was forced up her, as she started sobbing in pain. He pistoned up and down on her hard and very quickly was yelling " Shit, I'm fucking cumming!! ", as he shot his load up her squelching cunthole.
" Stick her head in the fucking toilet! " someone called out. And she was pulled up, dragged into the stall and had her head rammed down into the smelly toilet.
Her plump bare bum was fully presented to the testosterone filled guys, as a voice cried, " Get Jamal over here! " Another voice said roughly "Now shove that big, black fucking dick up her shithole!" Jamal obliged, forcing his way painfully up her bum and very soon filling her bowels with his thick creamy cum. She was then pulled up, dragged out and the lads gathered round her, cocks out and then relieved themselves , urinating all over her naked body.

When the guys had gone, Gavin left his office to see what was taking Joy so long. He found her naked in the foetal position on the floor, soaked from head to foot in bodily fluids. "Oh shit!" he thought. " Another cleaner who'll be leaving! " He also thought he might as well take advantage of the situation. He removed his cock from his trousers and, as she unravelled her body and looked up, he started to wank over her, eventually shooting spunk all over her face and hair! "Ah well, Joy! It's been nice knowing you" he said gently and went to walk away.
"No, wait, Mr. Harris!" cried Joy. " I'll get this all cleaned up, you'll see. I need this job! I'll be back again tomorrow at the same time! I'm sure I'll get used to it! "
" Well, well, Joy! What a resilient young lady you are! " said Gavin with surprise. "And you might be pleased to know we have advanced booking from a large biker gang tomorrow!" Joy smiled broadly!

THE END