When I was seven my parents were desperately poor. My father had just lost his job and our healthcare. My mom was sick with cancer. I had two younger sisters. My dad had been surfing the internet looking for ways to make money and he found an advertisement looking for young female models. Lots of people said I was very cute or adorable and a few said I was beautiful so my dad took some photos of me and sent them to the guy. He paid for us to fly all the way across the country to his studio and he offered my Dad $5000 on top of that for me to model. We needed the money desperately so we agreed. At first the photos were just posing in various dresses. But then he wanted pajama photos and then nightie photos and then he said he could see my pantie lines and said I should take the panties off to make the nightie look smoother. then he had me change into a more sheer shorter nightie and finally he had me put on thigh high fishnets and high heal shoes and some lipstick and pose in more suggestive ways. I could see my dad had a worried look on his face but I was having fun and enjoyed posing, especially since the guy was really nice and kept telling me how pretty and beautiful I was and he was kind of cute which didn't hurt. So he paid my dad the $5000 and we left. Looking back I suppose it was kind of strange that he didn't have us sign a modeling contract or any other paperwork but I was seven so I didn't know any better.

A month later my dad got a phone call from the guy and this time he offered us $10,000 for a combination photo and video shoot over a five day period. He flew us out to his location this time first class which was amazing. We were picked up at the airport in a real limo and he put us up in a really nice hotel. This time he just went right to me wearing underwear, bikinis and nighties, without panties of course. The poses all began innocently but then it got to be more and more suggestive. I could see my Dad was more and more uncomfortable but I saw that big pile of hundred dollar bills and the guy was really nice and I was really having fun. I was a professional model getting paid really well to play dress up and pose. Being only an innocent seven year old girl I had no way of knowing that laying down on an ornate table wearing sheer, almost transparent nightie with no panties showing my nipples and pussy with my legs spread wide open, was anything wrong. That was the first day. The second day he had me put on red fishnet stockings, red high heals, an incredibly short very sheer read nightie and no panties. He had my hold up my nightie and spread my legs showing off my bare pussy and he made me pout and smirk and act naughty and dirty and show my self off like naughty girls would. My dad just sat in the corner sulking. That was a video shoot and lasted all day with a few costume changes into similar outfits. On the third day I spent hours posing with another girl who was a couple of years older. She was way prettier than I was though the guy with the camera said I was the pretty one. Dad just sat in the corner not saying anything but the whole time he looked like he was going to cry, especially when the guy had me and the girl kiss on the mouth and hold each other's butts and pretend to be rubbing each other's pussies. On the fourth day we made a video of me with two older boys, one was ten and the other was 13. They were both really nice and they were very cute. We all posed suggestively and then we all changed into black lace lingerie, yes, even the boys. They looked kind of silly and I giggled a lot but it felt really nice when they both massaged me even when the did it with their hard dicks. On the fifth day we only did half a day of photographs, mostly me kissing a 15 year old boy while I sat on his lap both of us naked. I liked that. He taught me how to kiss like a grown up and his mouth tasted really nice and I could feel his dick curl up in the crack of my ass. It felt really hot and hard yet soft at the same time. I felt all tingly the entire time.

Three weeks after that visit we got another call. The man offered my Dad $25,000 for two weeks of video shooting. My dad explained that the guy expected me to suck on a lot of dicks and mouth kiss boys and girls and maybe let girls put their fingers in me. He said I didn't have to if I didn't want to. So far I liked everything I did in the videos and photo shoots and I know we were making a lot of money so I said yes. Again we were picked up at the air port by a limo after flying out first class. It was 13 days of 12 hours each day of me and other girls and boys and older boys and a few men and even two women all doing everything sexual except no penis in my pussy. I sucked lots of dick. I ate pussy. I got my pussy and asshole eaten out. I peed in two mouths, got felt up a lot and did a lot of kissing while sitting naked on people's laps. We had some orgies where I watched an 8 year old girl lose her virginity and I got to see a ten year old boy lose his virginity to a 36 year old woman. When we were done the man gave my dad the $25,000 and another $25,000 on top of that. I never thought I would ever see that much money in my life. Neither did my dad. He'd been working at McDonald's at minimum wage trying to survive. We had to sell our house to pay for mom's treatments.

To put this in perspective. My mom's treatments up until I started modeling was over $150,000. So far, after three sessions, I had earned $65,000. That was enough to keep my mom alive for a few weeks longer. I'd have eagerly volunteered to be gang r*ped by a hundred horses in front of an audience of my entire elementary school student body just to prolong my mother's life by one more day.

So when we got the call for the fourth session I just told my dad I would do anything and we should just go.

Turns out the guy had a very important client who wanted to watch and even star in videos of me. He was a man in his fifties, in pretty good shape and not ugly but his dick was kind of big. He wanted to take my virginity and he wanted me to take it in the mouth, pussy and asshole. He wanted lots of close ups. But he wanted me to pretend to be his daughter and for me to keep giggling and telling him how much I loved what he was doing to me. I had to repeatedly beg him to r*pe me harder and harder and say things like "Hurt me more Daddy! I like the way it hurts." and giggle while I said it. I thought we would be doing it for another two weeks but it ended up only being three days. I'm glad because I needed stitches and the doctor who did that also wanted me to suck his dick. It was worth it though. The pile of money we were given was five times the previous amount. I would say it was worth all that trauma for the $250,000 that rich pervert gave my Dad.

A few weeks after that last session we got a package in the mail. It was first class tickets and accommodations for two weeks at Disney World for my entire family. Mom was well enough to go so all five of us went. We had a blast. I had healed up well enough to enjoy the trip. We even spent time at Sea World and Bush Gardens and went to NASA too. When we got back home there were two crates waiting filled with huge TV's, DVD players, stereos, video game consoles, video games and a box of gift cards for me to buy all kinds of stuff at several up scale stores in our local mall including a $1000 gift card for Tiffany's.

Three days after we got back from Disney my Mom passed away. I was sad and blamed myself for not earning enough money to cure her. Dad explained that it was already too late when we started and we were just grasping at straws.

We never made anywhere near as much money as we did that time the wealthy old guy paid us a quarter million to take my virginity and get it all on video. But we still did very well after that. After paying off Mom's medical bills and the funeral we had $120,000 left over. But we needed a house and that was not quite enough. The man called us back regularly after that for frequent sessions. Typically we would do a week long session about once a month after that. It included about ten thousand photos and about 50 hours of raw video footage that got boiled down to about a thousand photos and about ten hours of videos and we got paid an average of about $50,000 every time though some times guys would order a custom video staring themselves r*ping me. I had only one rule, no violence and they had to make themselves really clean and no smoking on the set. Yes that first time I was r*ped hurt but after that it wasn't so bad. After a while I started liking most of it though anal was unpleasant for a few years.

A I got older I earned less and less money per session. About every year that passed I was unable to command but half what I could the previous year. By age ten I was only making about $5000 per session and by Twelve I was making $2000 per session. Then puberty hit and I went down hill fast. At thirteen I was making a grand a month and at fourteen the guy said I was no longer young enough to star and was now an "extra" and could only be paid $300 a week. He also said I couldn't get the first class travel treatment any more either. I was disappointed but I also knew ahead of time that would eventually happen. I was pretty happy though. I had made over a million from all those sessions and gave half to my Dad who bought a house and fixed it up and then bought a lunch cart and vending machine business and is doing quite well with that. I used my half to put myself through school. Even though I didn't make any money doing so, occasionally I flew out for a photo shoot for the fun of it. It is awesome having kids eat you out or finger you or just have two yummy little ones tongue kiss you while you feel them up. I know I've been turned into a pervert but I stopped all that before turning 18.

Do I have any regrets? Sure, I regret I couldn't stay seven years old for at least another 20 years. I regret that I couldn't regrow my hymen so I could charge wealthy perverts a quarter million a pop to pop my cherry over and over and of course I regret that my mom died though that would have happened no matter what. So now I have a degree and I do O.K. but I'm not rich. I do have my own home bought and paid for and a car to match. I have nice things as a result of being a porn star at age seven. Would I let my own kid do it? If it was legal, yes, but I would explain to them everything to make sure they understood the good side as well as the bad side of doing it. Out there on the internet are thousands of photos and hundreds of videos of me from age seven to age thirteen being r*ped over and over again. I'm grown up now so the only people who know it's me is my immediate family and they don't care. They all are grateful for my sacrifice which compared to what my mom suffered, really wasn't much of a sacrifice. I'd do it again a thousand times to get one more day with my mom.

The above account is true though some minor details have been altered to protect the guilty.

I would like to dedicate this true story to President Donald Trump who, if he had things his way, would recreate these conditions over and over a hundred million times just to save himself a little tax money and get the votes of very selfish wealthy greedy members of congress.