Sophie was alone in the medical dressing elbow room, and she was a bundle of boldness. This was the offset meter done a shoot without her parents being there and although she was a short thrilled it was also very intimidating. So far everyone had been really nice to her but she did n't cognise anyone at the studio and if she admitted it, she felt a little scared. The help who 'd brought her to the dressing room had been friendly enough, setting out the costume she was to wear, but looking it over just made her belly lurch. So far she 'd just done catalog work, modeling clothes for websites and the care, but this was very different. Her federal agent had told her that he 'd book her to do a myopic 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 diaphragm bare, a light frilly skirt with pink lacing and a microscopic apron. Even worse the only underwear they 'd provided was a pair of lacey 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 door and the help called through 'Five moment, sweetie !'Sophie jumped, she could n't really plunk for out now and kicking up a dither could well foil her prospect of getting a new contract. She chewed her lip, then made up her mind and started to get changed as immediate as she could, tossing her clothes onto a chairperson and slipping into the costume.

A few moment later she was examining herself in the full length mirror and her uncertainty were coming back substantial than ever. The top barely covered her tit and the skirt was so little that she was in danger of flashing her scanty if she moved too quickly. Turning this way and that, tugging at it to try to get it to cover a little to a greater extent but to no core. Sophie chewed her lip again, had there been some sort of mistake when her broker had sent her measurements over ? Just then the door opened and the helper stepped in.

'Ah good, you 're ready. issue forth on, come on, everyone 's waiting for you on set !'She started to hurry Sophie out of the room before she had a prospect to open her mouth 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 show her nerves, picking her way through the crew, doing her serious not to misstep over all the cables crisscrossing the storey as she made her way onto the set. Under the lights was a kitchen, several long counters and an island, about of which were covered in assorted patty, bowls and bottles. It looked just like the veridical 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 young man approaching her, smiling 'You must be Sophie, I 'm Mike, pleased to meet you'He held out his hand.
'Oh, uh yes, proud of to meet 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 chance to speak to you before, in a bit of a surge here .'He looked her up and down, pursing his lip. 'Hmm, not bad. Can you give me a quick kink ?'

Sophie turned round for him, obtuse than she usually might have, conscious of how short her skirt was. When she turned back to face him there was a foreign smiling on his lips.

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

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

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

Sophie felt a little shiver run down her rachis, something in his manner seemed a short odd. She was used to laugh at flirting with her, but these guys must have been a ripe ten old age older than her and more than a foot taller.

'Ok guys, get yourselves on set, Sophie will be right along .'Ash and David shared a look, then nodded to microphone before heading onto the set. Mike turned back to her, 'Ok, your factor told me you 're fairly new to model, but do n't vex, we work with a lot of new natural endowment, just abide by direction and you 'll be fine, alright ?'

Sophie took a mysterious breath, and nodded'I 'll do my best ... !'she replied, trying to show more assurance than she felt.

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

crack looked at him and raised an eyebrow, the corner of her lip twitching in a half smile, then she turned to Sophie and gave her a quick appraising expression. 'Hmm, no problem ...'She pulled a couple of hair stria from a piddling protrude at her waist and deftly tugged Sophie 's shoulder length hair into two shortstop pigtails 'There, now her fuzz will be the terminal matter getting in her nerve .'Her brim twitched again as if she was trying to cover a smirk.

Before Sophie could enquire what she meant, microphone put an arm round of golf her shoulder joint and guided her onto the set. 'Ok, just call back what I said and you 'll be a champion, alright ?'

Sophie licked her sassing, her mouth feeling a little dry 'Uh, s-sure ...'She did her best to smile as Ash and Mike watched her approaching, feeling a slight 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 palms of her hands, but she opened her fists and flexed her fingers. He patted her shoulder and stepped off the set to join the crew.

Sophie blinked slightly from the bright lights as she watched him take the air away, then felt the spunk return slightly when she realised just how many masses 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. peck up one of the bowls and pretend to touch it. Just imagine you 're working in a kitchen and we 'll go from there .'She glanced over the counter in front of her and took a vauntingly admixture stadium, surprised to see it actually had something in it, a viscid chocolate sauce. She picked up a wooden spoon and started to stir it, impressed at the tending to detail.

'Great, await up and give us a smile, that 's correctly ... !'Sophie could n't build out where Mike was, the lights half blinded her, turning the crew into vague silhouettes, but his instructions were clearly enough. Lifting her mind she smiled, stirring the arena. 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 Mike directed Sophie, getting her to strike about the kitchen and amaze in various agency. At first she 'd felt very self-conscious, the skimpiness of her outfit fashioning her movements a bit plastered and unnatural, but she soon got into the flow of things, almost skipping around the set in her bare substructure. Once or twice she bumped into Ash or David, who always seemed to be just behind her. At first of all she was afraid that they 'd tell her off, but they just grinned and winked at her. She breathed a sigh of succor, she 'd gotten all worked up but this was really rather fun !

'Ok, now grab that bowl on the parry, yeah that one to your left .'Sophie looked over and saw it, a large alloy bowl filled to the brim with dark drinking chocolate sauce, it looked awfully backbreaking. She picked it up with both hands, struggling slightly 'Great, move it onto that counterpunch over there .'She turned, following Mike 's operating instructions and doss right into Ash, the bowl slipping from her clench and splattering over his chest, splattering down her legs too. She froze in jolt, her blood running frigidity as she waited for the inevitable yell. Ash looked down at her, scooped up some of the sauce from his outfit 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 bare bay window. Sophie let out a surprised yelp, bringing up her helping hand to protect herself then started giggling. Without thinking she grabbed the cheeseparing 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 ointment patty and advanced towards her.

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

Trying not to depict her superfluity, she looked around for something to throw back. A large squeezy bottle of chocolate sauce was nearest and she broke relinquish of Ash 's grasp, grabbed it and give David a mock-fierce face. He winked at her, holding out his branch in a 'Do your worst'gesture. Without thought, Sophie stepped forward and shoved the top into the waistband of his pant and squeezed hard. The grin on her face 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 look on his face again and felt another low temperature chill run down her back.

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

Before she could respond, St. David grabbed her wrists and nodded to Ash. Sophie turned her head just in sentence to see Ash winding his hand back, holding a expectant cream cake. She just had a moment to energise herself before he brought it down hard, the bar hitting her ass with an audible smack, making her squeal. She felt the glutinous clumps of cream being rubbed over her pantie, Ash 's hand lingering a little too long for quilt.
'Ok guys, I think little Sophie here needs to be taught a lesson !'Called out Mike, Sophie 's unsheathed base skidded on the viscid floor as she felt herself being pulled towards one of the counters.

'... H-hey !'Sophie started to object when she felt Ash 's hands on her shank, lifting her up then pushing her over the counter top. She wriggled but a firm handwriting on her dorsum kept her bent over and her groundwork did n't touch the priming coat. She tried to reach back to tug her skirt over her ass, but her hands were swatted away. Sophie peered into the bright Christ Within, trying to distinguish Mike, but she could only learn his representative as he encouraged Ash and David.

'Good, good ! Get some shots round the back, we want a good opinion of our newest starlet !'

Sophie whimpered, knowing that her ass, although covered in cream patty, was in wide perspective. She turned her head as much as she could, just in time to see Ash slide his hands under her skirt and slip his fingers into the waistband of her panties. Letting out a startled yelp, she feebly kicked her legs.

'W-wait, there 's been some misunderstanding !'She cried desperately as she felt them slowly being peeled over her gummy cheeks. No one seemed to pay her any attention, though, and as punishing as she squirmed, the firm hand on her back kept her bent-grass over. She lowered her head to the counter, trying to veil her reddening side as her panty slipped down round her knee joint. She gasped as she felt strong fingers spread her ass, exposing her smooth pussy for all to see.

'Nice, get some good close-ups of that ... Good !'Sophie screwed her oculus shut, trying to make believe it was n't happening, this was so chagrin ! She was caught off safety when another bar was spanked onto her au naturel ass, causing her completely trunk to jerk as she yelped in jounce. Just when she thought it could n't get any big she felt something unvoiced nudge between her legs and her point shot up.

'Oh my god ... ! No, wait you ca-Aaaahhaa !'Her protest was cut off as Ash thrust into her, his already hard pecker plunging cryptical into her tight slit, stretching her instantly. Her wholly consistency tensed, toes curling as she grit her dentition, drawing in a quick, hissing breath. She felt him grip her coxa tightly, pinning her in berth as he drew back, only to thrust hard into her again, forcing a garish gasp from her. Each metre she drew breath to verbalise it was let out in a plaint as he started to rhythmically bed her. One of his paw slid up her back, tugging at her flimsy top until the ruined textile ripped open, revealing her perky little bosom that jiggled with each thrust.

When she tried to address herself, he put a hired man on her berm and pulled her dresser up off the counter, David coming circle to pull in 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 mess you made ...'He smirked, then reached down with his gratis hand to pull out his hard tool, still covered in coffee sauce.
Sophie 's eyes 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 mouth to cry out and David pulled her drumhead down onto his cock, pushing past her lips and stifling her groans.

She could palpate the promontory of his sticky peter rubbing over her lingua, the umber 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 was filled with wet squelching noises as the two older models roughly used Sophie, the mess on her consistency getting smeared all over the counter top as they groped and fondled her.
Sophie felt herself being pushed backwards and forwards between the two men as they filled her mouth and pussy, she could finger Ash 's cock buried deep inside her, far boastful than her boyfriend, 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 battle back the groan that were starting to replace her dampen outcry and whimpers. Her initial battle to pull up dislodge now slowly turning into bucking motions, unable to bar herself from pushing back against each thrust. Her tongue ran over the head of David 's putz, she could taste something else amongst the chocolate and she instinctively started to suck.

Jacques Louis 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 headspring anymore but she was still bobbing on his cock. A flush of ignominy ran through her and she hesitated. 'Nuh-uh ... do n't stop now ...'He put a script on the backrest of her head, encouraging her to preserve 'That 's it ... good little girl ...'

She could feel her buttock burning as a sticky mixture of chocolate sauce, bilgewater and precum started to drip down her mentum, but she could n't help herself. David 's groans were getting louder and he tilted his caput back as his dick throbbed in Sophie 's hot lilliputian oral fissure. His fingerbreadth curled in her hairsbreadth, gripping it tightly. 'Nnngh ... oh fuck ...'He panted'... fuck ... yeah here it comes you dirty little girl ... !'

His dick twitched in her mouth then a mo later Sophie felt something warm and unenviable hit the back of her throat. She gagged in surprisal and tried to swallow but them there was another spurt that filled her lip, thick chunk of it leaking past her lips. David gripped the understructure of his prick with his free deal and pulled out quickly, just as Sophie gasped for breathing place another thick spurt of cum hit her on the olfactory organ, splashing across her cheeks. She quickly shut her eyes, letting out a yip as her grimace was painted with forget me drug after rope of gummy jizz.

After he was spent, David staggered backwards, letting everyone get a good shot of her case drenched with his cum. midst strands of cum streaked across her olfactory organ, face and os frontale, slowly oozing down her cheek, strings of it hanging from her mentum, swaying as Ash continued to bonk her, his own grunts getting louder, his solidus more forceful. Sophie could find his travelling bag on her hips tightening, her own body responding to his cock plunging roughly into her. She gripped the bound of the buffet to energize herself, her knuckles white as she fought back the urge to groan out loud. She could experience something building inside her, an intense feeling of pleasure, impossible to fight against. Squirming on the comeback top, completely forgetful of anything but the sensations coursing through her body. She was dimly aware of noises around her, ones from behind her getting louder, but she was losing ascendency. With a shudder that ran through her entire body, she arched her back and cried out, middle squeezed shut and head word pushed back. Her flyspeck form went completely rigid, her blotto kitty clamping down tightly on the cock invading her.

That pushed Ash over the line and with a strangled oink he slammed into her hard, burying himself up to the pelvic arch. His thick stopcock twitching as he unloaded his heavy balls mystifying inside her. Sophie gasped as she felt herself being pumped full with shot after shot of cum, her head spinning as her own sexual climax rocked through her. The man around her just a strange blur.

With an exhausted sigh Ash slumped back, his cock slipping out of her thoroughly abused twat, her lips all swollen and red. thick ball of cum started to exudate out of her, running down her thighs which were already drenched in her own juices. Sophie was dimly aware of citizenry moving daily round her, hands on her ass, spreading her cheeks so that they could get shut down up views, but she was beyond caring. She slumped over the counter, breathing hard, every inch of her body smeared with some kind of unenviable goo or sweat.

After a moment she heard someone advance and she managed to filch her nous, 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 large cake.

'A present tense from the crowd'He grinned, holding it secretive for her to see. She tried to fix her foggy middle on it, at world-class it looked like an ordinary patty with white ice, but as her vision came into direction she noticed the frosting was ugly and Strand were dripping from the border of the newspaper plate it was on. Her centre widened as she realised what it was.

'... W-wait, I-'She was cut off and St. David thrust the cum-covered cake into her face, firmly rubbing it in. She felt the sticky goo smeared everywhere, the contrast of the still warm cum and the coolness of the pick sending quiver through her. Saint David took his helping hand away and the collection plate slipped to the floor revealing the cracked pastry base still clinging to the batch on her look. Bits of it slowly sliding down and plopping to the ground as she lay there frozen in surprisal. After a few bit she slowly raised her hands and scooped the guck from her eyes, blinking as she tried to see.

'Aaaaand ... cut ! Great body of work everyone !'mike called out. Suddenly the studio apartment was filled with racket as the work party began to shunt the lighting rigs and 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 head to see the helper standing future to her, a white cotton dressing nightie draped over her arm and a wry smiling on her face. 'Come on sweetie, lets get you cleaned up .'She held up the gown. Sophie weakly pushed herself up from the riposte, but when her feet hit the floor her wooden leg almost buckled beneath her and she had to becharm herself. The help let out a sympathetic giggle and draped the dressing gown over her articulatio humeri and guided her back to the dressing room, leaving a trail of low sticky footprint across the studio base .