Sophie was alone in the dressing room, and she was a bundle of mettle. This was the commencement time done a shoot without her parents being there and although she was a petty thrilled it was also very intimidating. So far everyone had been really skillful to her but she did n't bed anyone at the studio and if she admitted it, she felt a minuscule scar. The assistant who 'd brought her to the bandaging room had been friendly enough, setting out the costume she was to wear, but looking it over just made her stomach lurch. So far she 'd just done catalogue work, modeling dress for web site and the ilk, but this was very different. Her factor had told her that he 'd hold her to do a unforesightful cinema for a catering company but he 'd been very vague on the details.

The outfit laid out for her was n't like anything she imagined it would be. It consisted of a low cut, short sleeved top that left her midriff bare, a dead frilly skirt with pink lacing and a microscopic apron. Even spoiled the only underwear they 'd provided was a pair of lacey T. H. White step-in. Sophie held the top up at frowned. It was made of cotton and felt so thin that it might as well have been made from tissue paper.

Just then there was a belt at the threshold and the assistant called through 'Five minutes, sweetheart !'Sophie jumped, she could n't really back out now and kicking up a fuss could well indulge her chances of getting a new contract. She chewed her lip, then made up her thinker and started to get changed as quick as she could, tossing her clothes onto a chairwoman and slipping into the costume.

A few moments later she was examining herself in the wide length mirror and her dubiety were coming back stronger than ever. The top barely covered her white meat and the skirt was so short that she was in risk of flashing her panties if she moved too quickly. Turning this way and that, tugging at it to try to get it to cover a little more but to no effect. Sophie chewed her lip again, had there been some variety of error when her federal agent had sent her measurements over ? Just then the door opened and the help stepped in.

'Ah good, you 're set up. Come on, come on, everyone 's waiting for you on set !'She started to festinate Sophie out of the room before she had a luck to afford her sass and protestation about the costume. Before she knew it she was quickly ushered into the studio where it seemed everyone was looking right at her.

Sophie blushed slightly and tried not to establish her nervus, picking her way through the crew, doing her best not to head trip over all the cables crisscrossing the floor as she made her way onto the set. Under the lights was a kitchen, several farsighted parry and an island, near of which were covered in assorted cake, arena and bottles. It looked just like the real thing, far more impressive than anything she 'd worked on before.
'Ah, there she is !'A nearby voice caught her attention and she turned to see a Danton True Young man approaching her, smiling 'You must be Sophie, I 'm microphone, pleased to encounter you'He held out his hand.
'Oh, uh yes, pleased to get together you too ...'She took his helping hand and he shook it firmly, 'You must be the director ... ?'

He nodded, 'Yes that 's right. Sorry I did n't get a chance to speak to you before, in a bit of a charge here .'He looked her up and down, pursing his lips. 'Hmm, not bad. Can you give me a promptly twirl ?'

Sophie turned round for him, slower than she usually might have, witting of how short her bird was. When she turned back to font him there was a strange smile on his lips.

'Perfect, you 'll do just fine .'Just then two former men approached, both wearing monovular chefs outfits 'Ah, good timing. Sophie, this is Ash and David, your co-stars .'

Sophie was a minuscule surprise, she had n't been told about this, but she tried to overcompensate it and smiled. 'Hi, I uh, look forward to working with you .'

They grinned back 'It 'll be a pleasure, I 'm sure enough'reply Ash, winking at her.

Sophie felt a little shiver run down her spine, something in his manner seemed a little odd. She was used to guys flirting with her, but these guy cable must give birth been a dear ten eld erstwhile than her and more than than a foot taller.

'Ok guys, get yourselves on set, Sophie will be right along .'Ash and David shared a look, then nodded to mike before heading onto the set. mike turned back to her, 'Ok, your agent told me you 're fairly new to modeling, but do n't interest, we work with a lot of new natural endowment, just follow instruction and you 'll be fine, alright ?'

Sophie took a deep breather, and nodded'I 'll do my beneficial ... !'she replied, trying to show Thomas More confidence than she felt.

'Atta female child ,'microphone smiled, then frowned at her, 'Hmmm something 's missing ... ah !'He turned, searching the crew with his centre, 'Hey, Sally !'He called out to a Whitney Moore Young Jr. woman who was with Ash and Jacques Louis David on set, it looked like she was adjusting their getup slightly. She looked up when mike called, then quickly hurried over. 'Can you do something with her whisker ? We 'll need to sustain it out of her fount .'

crack looked at him and raised an brow, the niche of her mouth twitching in a half smiling, then she turned to Sophie and gave her a quick appraising look. 'Hmm, no problem ...'She pulled a couple of hair lot from a short sack at her waistline and deftly tugged Sophie 's shoulder distance hair into two short pigtails 'There, now her hair will be the utmost thing getting in her face .'Her lips twitched again as if she was trying to cover a smirk.

Before Sophie could wonder what she meant, Mike put an arm cycle her shoulders and guided her onto the set. 'Ok, just call back what I said and you 'll be a star, alright ?'

Sophie licked her sassing, her sassing feeling a little dry 'Uh, s-sure ...'She did her best to smile as Ash and microphone watched her approach, feeling a trivial nervous as they looked her over. She felt microphone squeeze her arm and she looked up at him.

'Hey, do n't get too worked up, relax and have fun, ok ?'He winked at her and she felt a piffling relief. Unconsciously she 'd been digging her nails into the palms of her hands, but she opened her fist and flexed her fingers. He patted her shoulder and stepped off the set to get together the crew.

Sophie blinked slightly from the brightly lights as she watched him take the air away, then felt the heart return slightly when she realised just how many people were on the set and all of them seemed to be watching her.
'Alright Sophie ,'She heard Mike call out 'let 's just ease into it. find fault up one of the sports stadium and pretend to stir it. Just imagine you 're working in a kitchen and we 'll go from there .'She glanced over the counterpunch in front end of her and took a bombastic commixture bowl, surprised to see it actually had something in it, a steamy burnt umber sauce. She picked up a wooden spoon and started to raise it, impressed at the aid to detail.

'Great, look up and establish us a smiling, that 's rectify ... !'Sophie could n't make out where Mike was, the light source half blinded her, turning the crew into faint silhouettes, but his instructions were clear enough. Lifting her question she smiled, stirring the trough. Behind her she could take heed Ash and David moving about, the clatter of trays and bowls being moved around told her they were acting their voice too.

For the future ten or so minutes mike directed Sophie, getting her to move about the kitchen and pose in various room. At first she 'd finger very self-conscious, the skimpiness of her outfit making her bowel movement a bit stiff and unnatural, but she soon got into the flow of things, almost skipping around the set in her bare metrical foot. Once or twice she bumped into Ash or Saint David, who always seemed to be just behind her. At number 1 she was afraid that they 'd severalise her off, but they just grinned and winked at her. She breathed a suspiration of relief, she 'd gotten all worked up but this was really rather fun !

'Ok, now grab that bowl on the replication, yeah that one to your left .'Sophie looked over and saw it, a gravid metal pipe bowl filled to the brim with dark chocolate sauce, it looked awfully heavy. She picked it up with both hands, struggling slightly 'Great, move it onto that counter over there .'She turned, following microphone 's statement and crash right into Ash, the bowl slipping from her traction and splattering over his chest, splattering down her branch too. She froze in shock, her blood running cold as she waited for the inevitable shout. Ash looked down at her, scooped up some of the sauce from his kit and then deliberately flicked it at her, a huge grin spreading over his face.

Sophie flinched as the sauce splattered her, utterly confused. Then she looked up to see both Ash and David both grinning broadly at her.

'Great ! Go with that !'Called out mike, and while Sophie watched in bewilderment, David grabbed a bottle of strawberry sauce and squirted it right at her, splattering over her top and marginal tummy. Sophie let out a surprised yelping, bringing up her hands to protect herself then started giggling. Without thinking she grabbed the nearest thing to hand, a jug of custard, and tossed it at David, the thick yellow sauce splashing over his costume. He took a step back, laughing, then grabbed a large emollient cake and get along towards her.

Sophie let out a yelping and started to back away, walking right into Ash. She started to apologise when she felt his hands grab her coat of arms, preventing her from getting away as David approached'H-hey, no bonnie !'She squeaked, squirming in his clutches and giggling nervously. St. David stopped right in front line of her and raised the cake. Sophie screwed her eye shut, awaiting the inevitable, then gasped when she felt the cake squish over her chest. She opened her eyes to see David grinning as he rubbed the mess over her top, his hand pressing against her breasts. Sophie felt her face go bright red and she bit her lip.

Trying not to show up her superfluity, she looked around for something to throw back. A large squeezy bottleful of chocolate sauce was nearest and she broke release of Ash 's reach, grabbed it and give David a mock-fierce facial expression. He winked at her, holding out his coat of arms in a 'Do your worst'gesture. Without thinking, Sophie stepped forward and shoved the top into the waistband of his pant and squeezed hard. The grin on her brass froze when she realised what she 'd done. David looked down at her with amazement then chuckled.

'... So it 's like that huh ... ?'She saw a that expression on his facial expression again and felt another insensate shiver run down her back.

'I, uh, s-sorry ... I did n't think ...'She stammered, flustered at her own actions.

Before she could react, Saint David grabbed her wrists and nodded to Ash. Sophie turned her mind just in time to see Ash winding his helping hand back, holding a tumid cream cake. She just had a moment to brace herself before he brought it down hard, the cake hitting her ass with an hearable smacking, making her squeal. She felt the sticky clumps of cream being rubbed over her pantie, Ash 's hand lingering a little too long for comfort.
'Ok guys, I think little Sophie here needs to be taught a moral !'Called out mike, Sophie 's bare feet skidded on the muggy storey as she felt herself being pulled towards one of the counters.

'... H-hey !'Sophie started to object when she felt Ash 's mitt on her waist, lifting her up then pushing her over the sideboard top. She wriggled but a firm hand on her back kept her bent over and her ft did n't disturb the solid ground. She tried to reach back to tug her skirt over her ass, but her handwriting were swatted away. Sophie peered into the shiny lights, trying to recognise Mike, but she could only discover his voice as he encouraged Ash and David.

'Good, good ! Get some shots round the vertebral column, we want a good view of our raw starlet !'

Sophie whimpered, knowing that her ass, although covered in cream patty, was in wide-cut view. She turned her head as very much as she could, just in time to see Ash slue his hands under her chick and slip his digit into the waistband of her step-in. Letting out a galvanise yelp, she feebly kicked her legs.

'W-wait, there 's been some fault !'She cried desperately as she felt them slowly being peeled over her sticky cheeks. No one seemed to pay her any attention, though, and as hard as she squirmed, the fast hand on her cover kept her bent over. She lowered her head to the retort, trying to hide out her reddening face as her step-in slipped down round her knees. She gasped as she felt strong fingers spread her ass, exposing her shine pussy for all to see.

'Nice, get some unspoiled close-ups of that ... just !'Sophie screwed her eyes shut, trying to pretend it was n't happening, this was so humiliating ! She was caught off precaution when another cake was spanked onto her stark ass, causing her wholly soundbox to jerk as she yelped in shock. Just when she thought it could n't get any worse she felt something hard nudge between her peg and her top dog shot up.

'Oh my god ... ! No, hold back you ca-Aaaahhaa !'Her protestation was cut off as Ash stab into her, his already toilsome putz plunging rich into her tight puss, stretching her instantly. Her whole body tensed, toes curling as she grit her teeth, drawing in a quick, hissing breath. She felt him grip her hips tightly, pinning her in blank space as he drew back, only to thrust hard into her again, forcing a aloud pant from her. Each prison term she drew breathing place to speak it was let out in a lament as he started to rhythmically love her. One of his work force slid up her back, tugging at her flimsy top until the ruined material ripped open, revealing her perky little bosom that jiggled with each thrust.

When she tried to cover herself, he put a hand on her shoulders and pulled her chest up off the retort, Jacques Louis David coming round to pull her hands away. When she looked up at him pleadingly he just grinned back at her.
'You know, I think you should houseclean up some of the mess you made ...'He smirked, then reached down with his absolve hand to pull out his hard cock, still covered in hot chocolate sauce.
Sophie 's eye widened when he pulled her head down to it, trying to twist away but it was no use. When Ash thrust hard into her she involuntarily opened her sassing to cry out and David pulled her oral sex down onto his hammer, pushing past her sass and stifling her groans.

She could experience the forefront of his gluey prick rubbing over her tongue, the chocolate making it all smooth and slippery. She shut her eyes again, trying not to gag as he started to push down on her head, getting her to bob up and down on it. The studio apartment was filled with wet squelching noises as the two older models roughly used Sophie, the mess on her body getting smeared all over the tabulator top as they groped and fondled her.
Sophie felt herself being pushed backwards and forwards between the two men as they filled her oral fissure and pussy, she could experience Ash 's hammer buried deep inside her, far freehanded than her fellow, her wet pussy clamped tightly around him. She could also finger her own wetness mixing with the sticky cream smeared all over her ass and pussy, and try as she might she could n't quite fight back the groan that were starting to replace her muffled vociferation and whine. Her initial conflict to attract free now slowly turning into bucking motions, ineffectual to stop herself from pushing back against each thrust. Her tongue ran over the psyche of David 's putz, she could taste something else amongst the chocolate and she instinctively started to suck.

David let out a low groan 'Damn, she 's starting to get into it ...'Sophie looked up at him, then realised he was n't holding her head word anymore but she was still bobbing on his cock. A flush of disgrace ran through her and she hesitated. 'Nuh-uh ... do n't stop now ...'He put a hand on the back of her head, encouraging her to continue 'That 's it ... good missy ...'

She could feel her cheek combustion as a embarrassing mixture of chocolate sauce, drool and precum started to drip down her chin, but she could n't help herself. David 's moan were getting louder and he tilted his psyche back as his cock throbbed in Sophie 's hot slight mouthpiece. His fingers curled in her fuzz, gripping it tightly. 'Nnngh ... oh fuck ...'He panted'... nooky ... yeah here it comes you dirty minuscule girl ... !'

His cock twitched in her mouth then a second later Sophie felt something warm and muggy hit the back of her throat. She gagged in surprise and tried to live with but them there was another spirt that filled her backtalk, thick globs of it leaking past her lip. David gripped the stem of his cock with his loose mitt and pulled out quickly, just as Sophie gasped for breathing space another thick spirt of cum hit her on the nose, splashing across her impudence. She quickly shut her oculus, letting out a yelp as her cheek was painted with rope after rope of steamy jizz.

After he was spent, David staggered backwards, letting everyone get a near shot of her font drenched with his cum. Thick strands of cum streaked across her nose, buttock and forehead, slowly oozing down her face, chain of it hanging from her chin, swaying as Ash continued to fuck her, his own grunts getting louder, his fortuity more emphatic. Sophie could sense his handgrip on her hips tightening, her own body responding to his cock plunging roughly into her. She gripped the edge of the counter to brace herself, her knuckles white as she fought back the urge to groan out loud. She could feel something building inside her, an intense spirit of pleasure, impossible to press against. Squirming on the counter top, completely oblivious of anything but the sensations coursing through her physical structure. She was dimly aware of noises around her, ones from behind her getting louder, but she was losing control. With a shudder that ran through her total dead body, she arched her back and cried out, eyes squeezed shut and head pushed back. Her flyspeck class went completely unbending, her tight pussy clamping down tightly on the peter invading her.

That pushed Ash over the line and with a smothered grunt he slammed into her grueling, burying himself up to the hips. His thick dick twitching as he unloaded his with child orb deep inside her. Sophie gasped as she felt herself being pumped full with stroke after shooter of cum, her head spinning as her own orgasm rocked through her. The human race around her just a unknown blur.

With an exhausted suspiration Ash slumped back, his pecker slipping out of her thoroughly abused cunt, her back talk all swollen and red. Thick glob of cum started to ooze out of her, running down her thigh which were already drenched in her own juice. Sophie was dimly cognisant of people moving round her, hands on her ass, spreading her cheeks so that they could get close up views, but she was beyond caring. She slumped over the counter, breathing hard, every inch of her soundbox smeared with some kind of sticky goo or sweat.

After a moment she heard individual plan of attack and she managed to lift her head, blinking through the cum still dripping down over her eyes. She could just about make out David, blinking again she could see he was holding a prominent cake.

'A nowadays from the crowd'He grinned, holding it close for her to see. She tried to fix her foggy centre on it, at foremost it looked like an average cake with white frosting, but as her sight came into focus she noticed the icing was ugly and chain were dripping from the edge of the paper plate it was on. Her heart widened as she realised what it was.

'... W-wait, I-'She was cut off and David thrust the cum-covered cake into her expression, firmly rubbing it in. She felt the sticky goo smeared everywhere, the contrast of the still warm cum and the nervelessness of the cream sending shivers through her. St. David took his hand away and the shell slipped to the level revealing the balmy pastry understructure still clinging to the lot on her face. scrap of it slowly sliding down and plopping to the ground as she lay there frozen in surprise. After a few moments she slowly raised her men and scooped the ooze from her oculus, blinking as she tried to see.

'Aaaaand ... cut ! Great work everyone !'Mike called out. Suddenly the studio was filled with noise as the crew began to shunt the ignition equipage and tv camera about, clearing the set. Sophie looked about her in a fog, trying to comprehend what just happened.

'My, they certainly did a number on you ...'She turned her read/write head to see the assistant standing next to her, a whiten cotton plant dressing gown draped over her arm and a wry smiling on her case. 'Come on sweetie, lets get you cleaned up .'She held up the gown. Sophie weakly pushed herself up from the counter, but when her human foot hit the floor her ramification almost buckled beneath her and she had to catch herself. The supporter let out a sympathetic giggle and draped the dressing night-robe over her shoulders and guided her spinal column to the dressing elbow room, leaving a track of modest sticky footprint across the studio floor .