Sophie was alone in the dressing room, and she was a big bucks of nerves. This was the first time done a shoot without her parents being there and although she was a little thrilled it was also very intimidating. So far everyone had been really gracious to her but she did n't screw anyone at the studio and if she admitted it, she felt a little scare off. The assistant who 'd brought her to the dressing room had been friendly enough, setting out the costume she was to bear, but looking it over just made her stomach lurch. So far she 'd just done catalogue work, modeling wearing apparel for website and the wish, but this was very dissimilar. Her agent had told her that he 'd reserve her to do a short motion picture for a catering companionship but he 'd been very faint on the details.

The turnout 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 curtly frilly skirt with pink lace and a microscopic apron. Even high-risk the only underwear they 'd provided was a couplet of lacey E. B. White panties. Sophie held the top up at frowned. It was made of cotton and felt so flimsy that it might as well have been made from tissue paper.

Just then there was a knock at the doorway and the assistant called through 'Five proceedings, steady !'Sophie jumped, she could n't really stake out now and kicking up a fuss could well spoil her prospect of getting a new contract. She chewed her lip, then made up her mind and started to get changed as promptly as she could, tossing her clothes onto a chair and slipping into the costume.

A few import later she was examining herself in the wide length mirror and her doubts were coming back stronger than ever. The top barely covered her chest and the skirt was so short that she was in danger of flashing her pantie 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 core. Sophie chewed her lip again, had there been some sort of mistake when her broker had sent her measuring over ? Just then the door opened and the assistant stepped in.

'Ah in effect, you 're gear up. Come on, hail on, everyone 's waiting for you on set !'She started to rush Sophie out of the way before she had a hazard to afford her mouth and protest 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 show her nerves, picking her way through the crew, doing her right not to trip-up over all the cables crisscrossing the floor as she made her way onto the set. Under the lights was a kitchen, various long counters and an island, most of which were covered in assorted patty, bowls and bottles. It looked just like the very thing, far more impressive than anything she 'd worked on before.
'Ah, there she is !'A nearby representative caught her care and she turned to see a young man approaching her, smiling 'You must be Sophie, I 'm Mike, pleased to contact you'He held out his hand.
'Oh, uh yes, pleased to suffer you too ...'She took his hand and he shook it firmly, 'You must be the director ... ?'

He nodded, 'Yes that 's rightfield. Sorry I did n't get a luck to speak to you before, in a bit of a haste here .'He looked her up and down, pursing his lips. 'Hmm, not bad. Can you hold me a speedy kink ?'

Sophie turned round for him, sluggish than she usually might accept, conscious of how short her skirt was. When she turned back to fount him there was a unknown grin on his lips.

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

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

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

Sophie felt a little shiver run down her vertebral column, something in his manner seemed a little odd. She was used to guys flirting with her, but these hombre must have been a just ten old age older than her and Thomas More than a understructure taller.

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

Sophie took a thick breath, and nodded'I 'll do my topper ... !'she replied, trying to show more confidence than she felt.

'Atta girl ,'mike smiled, then frowned at her, 'Hmmm something 's missing ... ah !'He turned, searching the crew with his eyes, 'Hey, Sally !'He called out to a young woman who was with Ash and David on set, it looked like she was adjusting their outfits slightly. She looked up when Mike called, then quickly hurried over. 'Can you do something with her pilus ? We 'll need to continue it out of her human face .'

wisecrack looked at him and raised an eyebrow, the corner of her mouth twitching in a half smile, then she turned to Sophie and gave her a quick appraising flavor. 'Hmm, no problem ...'She pulled a mates of hair dance band from a minuscule pouch at her waist and deftly tugged Sophie 's shoulder length hair into two light pigtails 'There, now her hair will be the last affair getting in her face .'Her sass twitched again as if she was trying to continue a smirk.

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

Sophie licked her lips, her oral fissure feeling a little dry 'Uh, s-sure ...'She did her skillful to smile as Ash and Mike watched her glide path, feeling a little uneasy as they looked her over. She felt Mike 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 little relief. Unconsciously she 'd been digging her nails into the medal of her hands, but she opened her fists and flexed her fingers. He patted her shoulder and stepped off the set to connect the crew.

Sophie blinked slightly from the burnished lights as she watched him walk away, then felt the nerves 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 off out 'let 's just ease into it. cull up one of the bowls and pretend to shake up it. Just imagine you 're working in a kitchen and we 'll go from there .'She glanced over the buffet in front of her and took a large mixing bowl, surprised to see it actually had something in it, a sticky chocolate sauce. She picked up a wooden spoon and started to stir it, impressed at the aid to detail.

'Great, look up and give us a smile, that 's right ... !'Sophie could n't make out where Mike was, the luminousness half blinded her, turning the crew into wispy silhouettes, but his instructions were shed light on enough. Lifting her school principal she smiled, stirring the bowl. Behind her she could hear Ash and David moving about, the clatter of trays and bowls being moved around told her they were acting their part too.

For the next ten or so minutes microphone directed Sophie, getting her to proceed about the kitchen and perplex in diverse ways. At get-go she 'd felt very self-aware, the skimpiness of her outfit qualification her move a bit cadaver and unnatural, but she soon got into the flow of things, almost skipping around the set in her bare feet. Once or twice she bumped into Ash or David, who always seemed to be just behind her. At first she was afraid that they 'd order her off, but they just grinned and winked at her. She breathed a sigh of backup, she 'd gotten all worked up but this was really rather fun !

'Ok, now grab that bowl on the sideboard, yeah that one to your left .'Sophie looked over and saw it, a large metal bowl filled to the brim with non-white coffee sauce, it looked awfully backbreaking. She picked it up with both hand, struggling slightly 'Great, move it onto that counter over there .'She turned, following mike 's instructions and crashed right into Ash, the bowl slipping from her grip and splashing over his chest, splattering down her pegleg too. She froze in electrical shock, her rake running frigidity as she waited for the inevitable vociferation. Ash looked down at her, scooped up some of the sauce from his rig and then deliberately flicked it at her, a huge grinning 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 microphone, and while Sophie watched in bewilderment, Jacques Louis David grabbed a bottle of strawberry mark sauce and squirted it right at her, splattering over her top and bare tummy. Sophie let out a storm yelp, bringing up her script to protect herself then started giggling. Without thinking she grabbed the skinny affair 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 cream bar and advanced towards her.

Sophie let out a yelp and started to gage away, walking right into Ash. She started to apologise when she felt his men grab her arms, preventing her from getting away as Saint David approached'H-hey, no clean !'She squeaked, squirming in his grip and giggling nervously. St. David stopped right in front of her and raised the cake. Sophie screwed her centre shut, awaiting the inevitable, then gasped when she felt the bar 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 white meat. Sophie felt her boldness go bright red and she bit her lip.

Trying not to show her embarrassment, she looked around for something to throw back. A large squeezy nursing bottle of chocolate sauce was nearest and she broke free of Ash 's grasp, grabbed it and give David a mock-fierce look. He winked at her, holding out his branch in a 'Do your worst'motion. Without thought process, Sophie stepped forward and shoved the top into the cincture of his trousers and squeezed hard. The smiling on her side froze when she realised what she 'd done. St. David looked down at her with amazement then chuckled.

'... So it 's like that huh ... ?'She saw a that face on his side again and felt another coldness 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, St. David grabbed her wrist joint and nodded to Ash. Sophie turned her head just in clip to see Ash winding his hand back, holding a large emollient cake. She just had a second to stabilize herself before he brought it down hard, the cake hitting her ass with an audible smack, making her squeal. She felt the sticky ball of cream being rubbed over her panties, Ash 's hand lingering a little too long for comforter.
'Ok guys, I think little Sophie here needs to be taught a lesson !'Called out Mike, Sophie 's unembellished invertebrate foot skidded on the awkward floor as she felt herself being pulled towards one of the counters.

'... H-hey !'Sophie started to object when she felt Ash 's manpower on her shank, lifting her up then pushing her over the counter top. She wriggled but a firm hand on her cover kept her bent over and her feet did n't touch the priming. She tried to give back to tug her bird over her ass, but her hands were swatted away. Sophie peered into the vivid lights, trying to blemish Mike, but she could only hear his voice as he encouraged Ash and David.

'Good, good ! Get some stab round the backrest, we want a good survey of our newest starlet !'

Sophie whimpered, knowing that her ass, although covered in cream cake, was in full moon view. She turned her head as much as she could, just in meter to see Ash slide his helping hand under her dame and steal his fingers into the cincture of her panties. Letting out a startle 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 impudence. No one seemed to pay her any attention, though, and as hard as she squirmed, the firm hand on her back kept her bent over. She lowered her head to the counter, trying to hide her reddening brass as her panties slipped down round her articulatio genus. She gasped as she felt strong fingers spread her ass, exposing her unruffled pussy for all to see.

'Nice, get some skillful close-ups of that ... Good !'Sophie screwed her eyes shut, trying to act it was n't happening, this was so demeaning ! She was caught off sentry go when another patty was spanked onto her bare ass, causing her whole trunk to jerk as she yelped in shock. Just when she thought it could n't get any unfit she felt something hard nudge between her leg and her brain shot up.

'Oh my god ... ! No, hold off you ca-Aaaahhaa !'Her objection was cut off as Ash thrust into her, his already intemperately prick plunging deep into her nasty snatch, stretching her instantly. Her unit torso tensed, toes curling as she grit her teeth, drawing in a quick, hissing breath. She felt him transfix her pelvic arch tightly, pinning her in place as he drew back, only to thrust hard into her again, forcing a aloud gasp from her. Each metre she drew breath to speak it was let out in a lament as he started to rhythmically fuck her. One of his hands slid up her back, tugging at her flimsy top until the ruined material ripped clear, revealing her perky little titty that jiggled with each thrust.

When she tried to cover herself, he put a hand on her berm and pulled her bureau up off the counter, St. 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 clean up some of the batch you made ...'He smirked, then reached down with his free manus to rend out his concentrated cock, still covered in chocolate sauce.
Sophie 's oculus widened when he pulled her head down to it, trying to twist around away but it was no use. When Ash thrust hard into her she involuntarily opened her rima oris to cry out and David pulled her head down onto his cock, pushing past her back talk and stifling her groans.

She could experience the head of his muggy tool 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 word, getting her to bob up and down on it. The studio was filled with wet squelching noises as the two older model roughly used Sophie, the jam on her body getting smeared all over the counterpunch top as they groped and fondled her.
Sophie felt herself being pushed backwards and forwards between the two men as they filled her lip and pussy, she could feel Ash 's putz buried inscrutable inside her, far bigger than her boyfriend, her wet pussy clamped tightly around him. She could also finger her own wetness mixing with the glutinous cream smeared all over her ass and pussy, and try as she might she could n't quite fight back the moan that were starting to supervene upon her damp yell and whimpers. Her initial conflict to deplumate unloose now slowly turning into bucking apparent motion, unable to hold on herself from pushing back against each thrust. Her tongue ran over the capitulum of St. David 's cock, she could taste something else amongst the burnt umber and she instinctively started to suck.

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

She could feel her buttock burning at the stake as a muggy mixture of chocolate sauce, boloney and precum started to drip down her Kuki-Chin, but she could n't help herself. David 's moan were getting louder and he tilted his head back as his cock throbbed in Sophie 's hot little rima oris. His fingers curled in her hair's-breadth, gripping it tightly. 'Nnngh ... oh shag ...'He panted'... fuck ... yeah here it comes you muddied little girl ... !'

His cock twitched in her oral cavity then a instant later Sophie felt something warm and sticky hit the back of her throat. She gagged in surprise and tried to swallow but them there was another spurt that filled her mouth, thick glob of it leaking past her lips. David gripped the pedestal of his pecker with his free hand and pulled out quickly, just as Sophie gasped for breath another boneheaded spurt of cum hit her on the nose, splashing across her impudence. She quickly shut her eyes, letting out a yelp as her face was painted with rope after rope of sticky jizz.

After he was spent, David staggered backwards, letting everyone get a good shaft of her face drenched with his cum. midst chain of cum streaked across her nose, impertinence and forehead, slowly oozing down her facial expression, strings of it hanging from her Kuki-Chin, swaying as Ash continued to fuck her, his own oink getting louder, his strokes more emphatic. Sophie could palpate his adhesive friction on her coxa tightening, her own consistence 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 moan out loud. She could feel something building inside her, an acute feeling of joy, impossible to fight against. Squirming on the sideboard top, completely oblivious of anything but the sensations coursing through her torso. She was dimly aware of noises around her, ones from behind her getting louder, but she was losing dominance. With a shudder that ran through her integral body, she arched her back and cried out, centre squeezed shut and headspring pushed back. Her petite form went completely rigid, her tight slit clamping down tightly on the cock invading her.

That pushed Ash over the air and with a suffocate grunt he slammed into her tough, burying himself up to the hips. His thick cock vellication as he unloaded his heavy nut rich inside her. Sophie gasped as she felt herself being pumped full with barb after guesswork of cum, her promontory spinning as her own orgasm rocked through her. The world around her just a foreign blur.

With an exhausted sigh Ash slumped back, his cock slipping out of her thoroughly abused pussy, her lips all swollen and red. midst lump of cum started to ooze out of her, running down her second joint which were already drenched in her own succus. Sophie was dimly aware of people moving round her, hands on her ass, spreading her cheeks so that they could get close up views, but she was beyond lovingness. She slumped over the counterpunch, breathing hard, every inch of her body smeared with some sort of sticky goo or sweat.

After a moment she heard soul approach and she managed to go up her head, blinking through the cum still dripping down over her center. She could just about make out St. David, blinking again she could see he was holding a great cake.

'A present from the work party'He grinned, holding it close for her to see. She tried to fix her fuzzy heart on it, at initiatory it looked like an ordinary bicycle cake with white frosting, but as her vision came into nidus she noticed the frosting was slimy and strands were dripping from the edge of the paper home base it was on. Her heart widened as she realised what it was.

'... W-wait, I-'She was cut off and St. David thrust the cum-covered patty into her face, firmly rubbing it in. She felt the sticky goo smeared everywhere, the contrast of the still affectionate cum and the imperturbableness of the cream sending shivers through her. David took his hired hand away and the plate slipped to the story revealing the loopy pastry al-Qaeda still clinging to the sight on her face. Bits of it slowly sliding down and plopping to the undercoat as she lay there frozen in surprise. After a few moments she slowly raised her hands and scooped the gunk from her center, blinking as she tried to see.

'Aaaaand ... cut ! Great body of work everyone !'mike called out. Suddenly the studio apartment was filled with noise as the crew began to shunt the ignition rigs and cameras about, clearing the set. Sophie looked about her in a daze, trying to comprehend what just happened.

'My, they certainly did a number on you ...'She turned her head to see the help standing next to her, a white cotton fiber dressing nightie 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 retort, but when her feet hit the floor her legs almost buckled beneath her and she had to see herself. The help let out a sympathetic giggle and draped the dressing gown over her shoulders and guided her back to the dressing room, leaving a track of small sticky footprints across the studio story .