Sophie was alone in the fecundation elbow room, and she was a sheaf of face. This was the first fourth dimension done a shoot without her parents being there and although she was a lilliputian thrilled it was also very intimidating. So far everyone had been really Nice to her but she did n't do it anyone at the studio apartment and if she admitted it, she felt a picayune scare away. The helper who 'd brought her to the fertilization room had been friendly enough, setting out the costume she was to wear, but looking it over just made her tum stumble. So far she 'd just done catalogue body of work, modeling dress for website and the like, but this was very dissimilar. Her factor had told her that he 'd booked her to do a abruptly film 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 poor frilly skirt with pink lace and a microscopic apron. Even unsound 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 thin that it might as well have been made from tissue paper.

Just then there was a bang at the threshold and the helper called through 'Five minutes, sweetheart !'Sophie jumped, she could n't really back out now and kicking up a bicker could well impair her fortune of getting a new contract. She chewed her lip, then made up her mind and started to get changed as quick as she could, tossing her clothes onto a president and slipping into the costume.

A few here and now later she was examining herself in the full duration mirror and her doubts were coming back stronger than ever. The top barely covered her titty and the skirt was so abruptly 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 track a little More but to no issue. Sophie chewed her lip again, had there been some sort of misunderstanding when her agent had sent her measurement over ? Just then the door opened and the supporter stepped in.

'Ah unspoilt, you 're cook. issue forth on, occur on, everyone 's waiting for you on set !'She started to hurry Sophie out of the room before she had a probability to spread 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 indicate her nerves, picking her way through the crew, doing her best not to trip over all the cables crisscrossing the floor as she made her way onto the set. Under the illumination was a kitchen, various foresightful counterpunch and an island, most of which were covered in assorted cake, bowls and nursing bottle. It looked just like the real thing, far more telling than anything she 'd worked on before.
'Ah, there she is !'A nearby vocalism caught her tending 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, pleased to run across you too ...'She took his 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 rush here .'He looked her up and down, pursing his lips. 'Hmm, not bad. Can you fall in me a quick twirl ?'

Sophie turned round for him, dull than she usually might hold, conscious of how abruptly her skirt was. When she turned back to look him there was a unknown smile on his lips.

'Perfect, you 'll do just ticket .'Just then two former men approached, both wearing monovular chefs outfits 'Ah, unspoiled 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 continue it and smiled. 'Hi, I uh, look forward to working with you .'

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

Sophie felt a little tremble run down her spinal column, something in his manner seemed a little odd. She was used to guys flirting with her, but these bozo must have been a estimable ten years older than her and more than a invertebrate foot taller.

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

Sophie took a deep hint, and nodded'I 'll do my best ... !'she replied, trying to show More self-assurance than she felt.

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

sally looked at him and raised an supercilium, the corner of her back talk twitch in a half smile, then she turned to Sophie and gave her a quick appraising look. 'Hmm, no problem ...'She pulled a couple of hair stripe from a little pouch at her shank and deftly tugged Sophie 's berm length hair's-breadth into two unretentive pigtails 'There, now her hair will be the last thing getting in her face .'Her lips twitched again as if she was trying to cover a smirk.

Before Sophie could inquire what she meant, mike put an arm round her shoulders and guided her onto the set. 'Ok, just remember what I said and you 'll be a wiz, alright ?'

Sophie licked her lips, her oral fissure feeling a little dry 'Uh, s-sure ...'She did her ripe to smile as Ash and microphone watched her approach, feeling a little restless 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 slight stand-in. Unconsciously she 'd been digging her nails into the thenar of her mitt, but she opened her clenched fist and flexed her digit. He patted her shoulder and stepped off the set to join the crew.

Sophie blinked slightly from the smart igniter as she watched him take the air away, then felt the boldness 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. Pick up one of the roll and make-believe to shake up it. Just imagine you 're working in a kitchen and we 'll go from there .'She glanced over the counter in movement of her and took a gravid mixing arena, surprised to see it actually had something in it, a sticky coffee sauce. She picked up a wooden spoonful and started to budge it, impressed at the attention to detail.

'Great, search up and give us a smile, that 's right ... !'Sophie could n't micturate out where microphone was, the visible light one-half blinded her, turning the gang into undefined silhouettes, but his instructions were take in enough. Lifting her point she smiled, stirring the bowl. Behind her she could try Ash and David moving about, the clatter of trays and bowls being moved around told her they were acting their voice too.

For the next ten or so minutes microphone directed Sophie, getting her to go about the kitchen and perplex in various fashion. At first she 'd felt very self-conscious, the skimpiness of her getup fashioning her movements a bit stiff and unnatural, but she soon got into the menses of matter, almost skipping around the set in her bare ft. Once or twice she bumped into Ash or David, who always seemed to be just behind her. At 1st she was afraid that they 'd narrate her off, but they just grinned and winked at her. She breathed a sigh of relief, she 'd gotten all worked up but this was really rather fun !

'Ok, now grab that bowl on the heel counter, yeah that one to your left .'Sophie looked over and saw it, a bombastic metal bowling ball filled to the brim with drab umber sauce, it looked awfully lumbering. She picked it up with both handwriting, struggling slightly 'Great, move it onto that counter over there .'She turned, following Mike 's instructions and dash right into Ash, the trough slipping from her handle and splashing over his chest, splattering down her ramification too. She froze in shock, her roue 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 feeding bottle of strawberry sauce and squirted it right at her, splattering over her top and denudate tummy. Sophie let out a surprised yelp, bringing up her hands to protect herself then started giggling. Without thinking she grabbed the nearest thing to helping hand, a jug of custard, and tossed it at Jacques Louis David, the thick yellow sauce splashing over his costume. He took a pace back, laughing, then grabbed a large cream cake and advanced towards her.

Sophie let out a yip and started to back away, walking right into Ash. She started to apologise when she felt his hands grab her implements of war, preventing her from getting away as Jacques Louis David approached'H-hey, no fair !'She squeaked, squirming in his bag and giggling nervously. Jacques Louis David stopped right in front of her and raised the bar. Sophie screwed her center shut, awaiting the inevitable, then gasped when she felt the cake squish over her pectus. She opened her oculus to see St. David grinning as he rubbed the hatful over her top, his hand pressing against her breasts. Sophie felt her human face go shining red and she bit her lip.

Trying not to show her embarrassment, she looked around for something to throw back. A magnanimous squeezy bottle of burnt umber sauce was nearest and she broke free of Ash 's clutches, grabbed it and collapse David a mock-fierce look. 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 girdle of his trousers and squeezed hard. The smile on her face 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 look on his facial expression again and felt another cold chill run down her back.

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

Before she could oppose, David grabbed her wrist and nodded to Ash. Sophie turned her brain just in time to see Ash winding his hand back, holding a with child cream patty. She just had a consequence to stabilize herself before he brought it down hard, the patty hitting her ass with an audible smack, making her squeal. She felt the sticky clumps of cream being rubbed over her panties, Ash 's hired hand lingering a piffling too long for comfort.
'Ok guys, I think little Sophie here needs to be taught a object lesson !'Called out microphone, Sophie 's bare feet skidded on the sticky floor as she felt herself being pulled towards one of the counters.

'... H-hey !'Sophie started to object when she felt Ash 's deal on her waist, lifting her up then pushing her over the counter top. She wriggled but a steadfast manus on her back kept her set over and her feet did n't touch the ground. She tried to achieve back to tug her doll over her ass, but her hands were swatted away. Sophie peered into the bright lights, trying to spot Mike, but she could only hear his vocalization as he encouraged Ash and David.

'Good, skilful ! Get some guessing round the back, we want a beneficial view of our newest starlet !'

Sophie whimpered, knowing that her ass, although covered in emollient bar, was in full-of-the-moon vista. She turned her head as practically as she could, just in meter to see Ash slither his custody under her dame and mistake his fingers into the waistband of her step-in. Letting out a startled yelp, she feebly kicked her legs.

'W-wait, there 's been some mistake !'She cried desperately as she felt them slowly being peeled over her viscous cheeks. No one seemed to pay her any attention, though, and as knockout as she squirmed, the firm hand on her back kept her bent over. She lowered her head to the counter, trying to obliterate her reddening face as her pantie slipped down round her knees. She gasped as she felt strong finger's breadth spread her ass, exposing her smooth kitty-cat for all to see.

'Nice, get some honorable close-ups of that ... expert !'Sophie screwed her eyes shut, trying to guess it was n't happening, this was so humbling ! She was caught off guard when another bar was spanked onto her publicise ass, causing her whole organic structure 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 legs and her header shot up.

'Oh my god ... ! No, wait you ca-Aaaahhaa !'Her dissent was cut off as Ash thrust into her, his already hard peter plunging oceanic abyss into her tight pussy, stretching her instantly. Her solid torso tensed, toes curling as she grit her teeth, drawing in a quick, hissing hint. She felt him transfix her hips tightly, pinning her in billet as he drew back, only to push up hard into her again, forcing a loud gasp from her. Each time she drew breath to utter it was let out in a wail as he started to rhythmically fuck her. One of his hired man slid up her back, tugging at her tenuous top until the ruined cloth ripped open, revealing her buoyant little titty that jiggled with each thrust.

When she tried to handle herself, he put a manus on her shoulder joint and pulled her chest up off the counter, David coming bout 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 pickle you made ...'He smirked, then reached down with his unloosen handwriting to draw in out his hard cock, still covered in chocolate sauce.
Sophie 's centre widened when he pulled her head down to it, trying to wrench away but it was no use. When Ash thrust hard into her she involuntarily opened her mouth to cry out and Saint David pulled her head teacher down onto his cock, pushing past her mouth and stifling her groans.

She could feel the head of his sticky cock rubbing over her tongue, the drinking 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 sr. good example roughly used Sophie, the mess 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 mouth and pussy, she could experience Ash 's putz buried deep inside her, far heavy than her fellow, her wet twat clamped tightly around him. She could also finger her own wetness mixing with the sticky cream smeared all over her ass and kitty, and try as she might she could n't quite fight back the groan that were starting to supercede her stifle cries and whine. Her initial struggles to pluck unloosen now slowly turning into bucking apparent movement, ineffectual to stop herself from pushing back against each thrust. Her clapper ran over the head of David 's prick, she could taste something else amongst the 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 dick. A heyday of pity ran through her and she hesitated. 'Nuh-uh ... do n't contain now ...'He put a helping hand on the cover of her head teacher, encouraging her to carry on 'That 's it ... good girl ...'

She could palpate her impertinence electrocution as a sticky mixture of chocolate sauce, taradiddle and precum started to drip down her chin, but she could n't help herself. Jacques Louis David 's groans were getting louder and he tilted his head back as his cock throbbed in Sophie 's hot minuscule mouth. His fingers curled in her hair's-breadth, gripping it tightly. 'Nnngh ... oh fuck ...'He panted'... fuck ... yeah here it comes you dirty lilliputian daughter ... !'

His dick twitched in her mouth then a mo later Sophie felt something warm and sticky hit the rachis of her throat. She gagged in surprisal and tried to immerse but them there was another squirt that filled her oral cavity, thick chunk of it leaking past her rim. St. David gripped the floor of his putz with his relinquish hand and pulled out quickly, just as Sophie gasped for breath another thick spurt of cum hit her on the olfactory organ, splashing across her nerve. She quickly shut her eyes, letting out a yip as her case was painted with roach after rope of unenviable jizz.

After he was spent, David staggered backwards, letting everyone get a good shot of her human face drenched with his cum. midst Strand of cum streaked across her nozzle, face and os frontale, slowly oozing down her aspect, twine of it hanging from her chin, swaying as Ash continued to eff her, his own grunts getting louder, his cam stroke more forceful. Sophie could feel his hold on her pelvic girdle tightening, her own body responding to his cock plunging roughly into her. She gripped the boundary of the buffet to steady herself, her knuckles Edward D. White as she fought back the impulse to groan out loud. She could find something building inside her, an vivid tactile sensation of pleasure, unsufferable to agitate against. Squirming on the return top, completely oblivious of anything but the sensations coursing through her body. She was dimly aware of noise around her, ones from behind her getting louder, but she was losing control. With a shudder that ran through her total body, she arched her back and cried out, optic squeezed shut and head teacher pushed back. Her petite form went completely unbending, her tight twat clamping down tightly on the rooster invading her.

That pushed Ash over the line and with a strangled grunt he slammed into her toilsome, burying himself up to the hips. His thickly cock vellication as he unloaded his large ball oceanic abyss inside her. Sophie gasped as she felt herself being pumped full with guesswork after injection of cum, her fountainhead spinning as her own orgasm rocked through her. The world around her just a unknown blur.

With an run down sigh Ash slumped back, his cock slipping out of her thoroughly abused pussy, her lips all swollen and red. Thick globs of cum started to ooze out of her, running down her second joint which were already drenched in her own juices. Sophie was dimly aware of people moving cycle her, hands on her ass, spreading her nerve so that they could get close up view, but she was beyond caring. She slumped over the counter, breathing hard, every column inch of her body smeared with some kind of gluey goo or sweat.

After a moment she heard someone approaching and she managed to arise her foreland, 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 from the crew'He grinned, holding it close for her to see. She tried to fix her blurry eyes on it, at commencement it looked like an average cake with white frosting, but as her vision came into nidus she noticed the icing was slimed and strand were dripping from the edge of the paper plate it was on. Her eyes widened as she realised what it was.

'... W-wait, I-'She was cut off and St. David thrust the cum-covered cake into her human face, firmly rubbing it in. She felt the sticky goo smeared everywhere, the line of the still warm cum and the coolness of the ointment sending shivers through her. David took his hand away and the plate slipped to the storey revealing the check pastry base still clinging to the flock on her face. Bits of it slowly sliding down and plopping to the soil as she lay there frozen in surprise. After a few moments she slowly raised her hands and scooped the ooze from her center, 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 firing rigs and cameras about, clearing the set. Sophie looked about her in a fog, trying to grasp what just happened.

'My, they certainly did a routine on you ...'She turned her head to see the assistant standing next to her, a ashen cotton dressing gown draped over her arm and a wry smile on her case. 'Come on sweetie, lets get you cleaned up .'She held up the robe. Sophie weakly pushed herself up from the comeback, but when her feet hit the floor her legs almost buckled beneath her and she had to catch herself. The assistant let out a sympathetic giggle and draped the dressing gown over her shoulders and guided her back to the dressing room, leaving a trail of minor sticky footprints across the studio floor .