"A Russian Mob sex party in Miami Beach! Chapter 5 preview of Desi Foxx’s first book PITV"
Diana fka Desi Foxx – follow her twitter @DesiFoxx
Alexandra Mayers fka Monica Foster commentary: Enjoy this literary preview from my good friend Diana (formerly known as Desi Foxx).
There is SO MUCH to who Diana truly is and the details of her life’s story – however rather than me going on and on, I simply ask that you take the time to get to know her by reading the preview below and by following her work on www.PornInTheValley.com
At the point where I was scheduled for my second shoot, my daughter had worked pretty much non-stop since signing up with the porn agency on November 7th. She had flown to several different states for work and was already handling herself as a professional model. I was still quite naive to what she was experiencing and what the porn industry was really about. My daughter was 21. She wasn’t about to share everything with me. I could tell she was changing though and I needed to know why.
My first shoot had gone pretty well as it was a real magazine shoot and apart from the few short solo videos and hardcore shots which were a surprise addition when I got to the set, what I’d experienced so far was pretty harmless from a hardcore porn standpoint. I had signed up to work in the porn industry to keep tabs on my daughter and see for myself if this so-called ‘legal’ sex industry would be really safe and empowering for her.
At this point in my life, I’d only had experiences going to strip clubs and partying with dancers while hanging out with guys at work and my second husband (who was now an ex). I had found that type of sex work came with many more problems then any type of power or control for the girls. They could make good money at times but the cost was permanently damaging to their mental and emotional growth and many would agree sex work was not worth the price they personally paid. I still hadn’t had seen what doing porn could offer. The results of my first shoot wouldn’t be released for 3-6 months so what I’d done did feel empowering to me at the moment. I was 47 years young and had just finished my first nude layout. Did I feel like a model? Not really, but maybe a little!
Though what I knew was limited, I quickly learned how to get my fair share of information beginning the moment we met with our new ‘agent’. We spent time with other girls who had been in the industry for months or even years. We were readily accepted and wherever I went, people called me ‘Mom’. It was easy to understand why I was adopted as the house mom. I have always had a close relationship with my children and their friends. I know how to relate to young people. I was considered to be one of the ‘cool moms’. Not because I tried to be one of them but I was realistic about what it was like to be young. I hadn’t had the easiest times as a teen so I would relate how I had gotten through. This is how I came to learn about the college parties. All the girls were talking about them and I was never afraid to ask questions or give some common sense advice.
While my daughter was home at the end of November, her agent called to discuss a new shoot he wanted to schedule her for. It was one of these college parties. They wanted her to be an extra. She would get paid to party and hang out in the background while they shot a college party sex scene. We had heard a few stories about the college party shoots so she had told our agent she wouldn’t work them. She agreed to the schedule right away though since she wouldn’t be having sex while there. What girl wouldn’t like to get paid to party?I was more concerned about what would happen to her once she got there.
Elli went to the shoot and when she got home, she told me all about it. We never talked details of the sex we had, on or off camera, but all the activities associated with a shoot were fair game. She said it was a wild time for all the girls. She was very glad she wasn’t there to work in the sex scene. (To this day, I don’t know if she really was an extra or if she ended up working as a performer at the party and didn’t want to tell me. I’m still learning about what she really did and went through while working as a sex slave in Porn Valley). They got the female performers drunk. Then the male performers took over and the orgy began. There weren’t that many girls so each girl had several guys working them over. There were a number of spectators there who, I later learned, had paid to watch a live sex show. From what I heard from her and the other girls, I was just glad she was home and as far as I could tell, still in one piece.
Within a week or so, she headed back to Los Angeles for another round of go sees and shoots already scheduled. I was at home in Miami getting ready to move into our new condo. Elli was working to pay for the deposit and I was in charge of the details. When we first moved to Miami, I was looking at apartments for rent for under $1000 so we could afford our bills without struggling. Once Elli was shown she could make some good money doing porn, and she was making more money then I was, she and our agent chose a lush condo for $2100 a month. I realized I was not in control anymore. My daughter was making our financial decisions. It was then my job to get the paperwork completed, utilities set up, furniture delivered and hire someone to help us get our stuff from storage in Bradenton.
Elli decided she wanted me to be her manager at this point, which was fine with me. It was a way for me to be involved in everything she was doing. It also made the agents and producers have to answer to me with what they were going to do with my daughter. She was in Los Angeles, in the hands of our agent at the moment and he was who she was listening to. As long as I was in the agency and acting as her manager, our agent had to listen to me.
I was home doing the typical mom things though I sure wasn’t feeling like a typical mom. That was when our agent’s assistant, Karen, called. They needed more females for a college party scheduled in a few days and they thought I’d fit right in. I didn’t really understand how a 47 year old woman would fit into a college party. That was when she reminded me of ‘Mrs. Robinson’. Even the movie, “Animal House” had the dean’s wife who was definitely a cougar. While discussing whether I should do this shoot, I learned the facts about the cougar and MILF market. Geez, did I have a lot to absorb if I was going to truly ‘fit in’ with the American porn scene!
By now, all the girls were talking about these parties. Once a girl went to one, it was highly unlikely she’d do another. A couple of girls who were heavily involved with these producers had left the industry after working these parties for a few months. One was traumatized by what she’s experienced and two others were having drug problems. I didn’t find this out until several months after I did this shoot. There were rumors flying but nothing that was being taken seriously by industry leaders there. Girls were still being scheduled to these parties and problems were said to be the results of unstable girls, not unscrupulous producers. My daughter was being courted by the company behind these parties. While they had protected her when she worked for them, if she became involved further with them, I wanted to know that she’d be safe and clean so I agreed to do the shoot.
My daughter called to check in and I told her that I had a shoot scheduled for a college party. She became instantly upset, telling me I didn’t need to do the shoot. She was making plenty of money. I told her I wanted to see what was going on. She told me she knew what was going on and it wasn’t a good idea for me to be part of it. We hung up agreeing to disagree. I found out later she chewed out our agent for even suggesting it. Her reaction is what makes me question what she really witnessed that night she worked one of these illegal porn productions. She insisted I not go. While I wish I could’ve listened to her, what I learned by working at that party was the beginning of my education in the reality of American porn production. There really is no way sex work can be a legal industry. Once the clothes come off, it quickly becomes a ‘No Holds Barred’ kind of environment. Especially against the females and in favor of all males!
“It’s a well known fact that the Russian mob DIRECTLY controls much of Florida’s strip club ownership.”
In the Miami/Ft. Lauderdale/West Palm area in 2007, the Russian owned strip clubs there were heavily involved in moving girls from shooting porn into stripping and prostituting and vice versa. More than one pimp there tried to purchase my daughter for their stable. My second shoot was to perform in a live sex show at a Russian mob party. The production company was owned by a well known Brazilian pimp who went by Gino Starr Productions. I sat on our balcony one night while this man spoke to me about letting my daughter become part of his stable. He told me his girls were very happy working for him. She would be treated very well. I explained that she wasn’t going to be part of that scene. I already knew his girls were drug addicts and he was regularly violent with them. It was a somewhat tense moment but he respected my decision. He left my house that night and never bothered her again. This was after we’d each worked a college party of his.
Of course, I didn’t know any of this when I agreed to work the college party shoot but it was very evident from the moment we arrived at the ‘set’. The ‘set’ was a typical ranch style home located in a N. Miami residential neighborhood known for its’ Russian ethicity. I learned some of this while on the way to the shoot. I met 2 other performers from our agency in the parking lot of a store where I left my car and they were dropped off by our agent’s assistant. It was a young Hispanic female performer named Sofie. She said she was 19 but I found her behavior to be immature for the typical 19 year old. The other performer was a brute 6.5 foot tall black male performer called Ty who was there to perform and to keep an eye on the two of us. Our agent knew the rumors. Little did we know at the time, he also knew they were true!
We were picked up by a town car in the parking lot and taken to the home we were to work in. On the way, I learned we were going to a Russian neighborhood and it was rumored it was a mob party we were working. Sofie was scared and was adamant she didn’t want to be there. She needed the money and our agent needed her to work so she was there but made it clear she wasn’t happy about it. I told her to stick by me and Ty so we could keep an eye on her. If it got too bad for her, she just needed to speak up. We would make sure she was heard.
We got to the house where there were many cars and several people running around setting up the scene. We were told to go out back where there was a buffet to enjoy while we waited. We were impressed with the spread of food and happily filled plates, then remembering we were about to have sex so we couldn’t fill up on the heavy stuff. We were handed drinks of Russian vodka and told we had a 2 drink limit. I was fine with that as it was nice to relax for the moment but having sex on a porn set was hard work and this was the first time in my life I was going to have group sex. I imagined it would take a ton of energy and paying attention to what was happening around us. I sure didn’t want to be drunk and I had promised to look out for Sofie so I had to be aware of our surroundings.
While we ate and waited to begin shooting, I was photographed with a handful of elders whom I wonder if they were the Godfathers of the group. The shoot really was a spectator party at a mob member’s home in North Miami Beach and we had to wait for all the paying patrons to arrive. We were taken aside at different times to go over what was expected of us. It was decided we would work in the living room of the house. There was a large red sofa we would all fit on. It was then we found out there were only 4 girls who showed up. Sofie, myself, Kendra Lee from Los Angeles and another I never even met. She was at the opposite end of the couch. They had more than a dozen male performers. They told a few they’d get paid as extras to stand with spectators and chose 12 males, which in turn meant a 3 to1 ratio of males on females.
The setup began with 4 males on the couch and the 4 of us giving oral sex to them. Male performers moved in behind each of us to perform intercourse with us while we performed oral sex on the couch males. Lastly, they moved the other 4 males into place beside us. While being penetrated from behind and giving oral sex from the front, we were to perform hand manipulation on the males standing to our sides while they played with and groped our bodies. It was mind numbing to try to keep track of all that activity. We really just tried to brace ourselves so the males could move in and out of our body orifices smoothly and keep body parts open for touching and filming. I learned quickly exactly what hardcore was all about.
The shoot was in high speed and activity so frenzied we hardly noticed when the back of the sofa broke and we all tumbled forward onto the person in front of us. We started laughing and the filming was stopped. I was handed a drink and guzzled it down quickly. My throat was already dry and sore and the room was heating up incredibly fast. The back of the sofa was propped back up as good as they could get it and we repositioned slightly to shift our weight off of it. The filming began again with the females on hands and knees. Sofie was next to me and was beginning to freak out. I told her to close her legs and straighten her back some. It would keep the males from penetrating her so deeply. I took one of her males so had 4 on me now. It was then things began to blur.
The drink I was handed was Russian vodka I believe to be spiked. We were 4 females who were gang banged by at least a dozen males. I was one of those females though I don’t know who I had sex with at that shoot. For months afterward, I would meet male performers on sets or at events and they’d say, “Oh, yeah. We met. I did you at that college party”. Well, as far as I remember, we each had 3 males assigned to us and I took one of Sofie’s but 2 of those were hand work only, I thought. What one of them finally told me was every guy there took a turn behind me. This was not part of my shoot agreement and not what I got paid for. And I don’t remember this happening because once I took that drink, everything became a blur. That is, until I was pulled off the sofa by a strip club owner’s bodyguard and hauled into a bedroom where I was held and forced to have sex with the club owner.
Once we were in the bedroom, the bodyguard set me down on my feet and the owner told me what he wanted. I tried to explain I didn’t do side jobs. He made me realize I didn’t have a choice as the bodyguard moved in front of the door. All of a sudden, banging came from the door and Ty was yelling to let him in. I was barely conscious at this point so all I could think was to demand my bodyguard be let in so I would feel safe. They agreed and Ty stepped into the room and the door closed again behind him. I explained what they wanted and that we were going to the bathroom for privacy. We both knew he couldn’t do anything except be my witness and try to keep things under control. The owners bodyguard was even bigger than Ty and had a gun attached to his side. The owner lit a joint and set out some lines of coke on the counter. I took a line and hit the joint. If I was going to have to have sex with this guy, I figured I needed to wake up and do what I could to minimize the damage. I hadn’t done many drugs since I was a teen but I knew they would help me now. I encouraged him to partake as much as he could. I thought maybe it would inhibit his abilities to do anything to me and then we’d be let out of this nightmare we suddenly found ourselves in.
While the owner, who btw looked exactly like Keifer Sutherland, was doing some lines, I reached into the shower stall and turned on the water, adjusting it to a lukewarm temperature. I had been having group sex with who knows how many people. I was hot and sweaty and needed to wake up. I also thought if we had to have sex and it was unprotected, it might help clean away the germs. I asked about a condom. He laughed. He grabbed me and set me on the counter, undid his zipper and entered me. Ty’s in the bedroom asking if I’m alright. I’m looking at the shower trying to figure out how to get us in there. Ty comes around the corner of the doorway, brings a joint in and hands it to me. I hit it and give it to the owner. He stops penetrating me and takes a long toke. I jumped from the counter while he’s distracted and into the water where I would be slippery and harder to hold.
I started dancing in the shower. He became mesmerized so I could see I was safe for the moment. I performed a sexy shower dance which seemed to please him until he climbed in with me. He was clothed. I was naked. He pushed me up against the shower stall wall and then I heard voices. I looked over his shoulder and it was the director of the scene we were shooting. He starts screaming when he saw I’was all wet. He yells, “We have to finish the scene. She’s got to come now. You’ve got to come now.” The director grabs my arm and drags me back to the couch where we get back into position. Everyone is yelling “Desi, the sex machine”. The director yelled, “Cut” and everyone said, “That’s a wrap”. The next thing I knew, I was standing alone in the living room. That is, except for a half dozen or so male spectators who saw me standing there naked.
“The party attendees each paid $250 to watch the live sex show that night. The video has never been released to my knowledge. I always wondered if it went into someone’s private collection and if that was the reason it was produced in the first place!”
I was almost gang raped by the group of spectators at that shoot after being gang raped by an unknown number of male performers and raped by a male member of this criminal network. I was in the living room looking for my clothes so I could leave and was cornered by this group of men. No one was around us. They circled me, one pushed me over and they all held me while another started to undo his pants behind me. I started screaming and luckily, Ty heard me and came to my rescue once again. He broke up the crowd as nicely as he could since these men weren’t happy about being interrupted.
This producer’s parties (called College Parties in the videos) are the type of shoots ALL THE NEW TEEN GIRLS are booked to. I went to find out what they were going through because I had heard rumors of bad things. Almost every single girl who ends up in the porn industry goes through this same experience. This is what Florida strip club owners are involved in. This is what the Los Angeles porn industry is doing in the State of Florida.
Porn Beach, Florida is their 2nd home!
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