Sophie was alone in the dressing room, and she was a pile of cheek. 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 nice to her but she did n't love anyone at the studio and if she admitted it, she felt a little frighten. The supporter who 'd brought her to the dressing elbow room had been friendly enough, setting out the costume she was to fatigue, but looking it over just made her breadbasket lurch. So far she 'd just done catalog work, modeling wearing apparel for websites and the like, but this was very different. Her agent had told her that he 'd reserve her to do a short celluloid for a catering troupe but he 'd been very wispy on the details.

The kit 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 brusque frilly skirt with pink lace and a microscopic apron. Even unfit the only underclothes they 'd provided was a pair of lacey Edward Douglas White Jr. panties. Sophie held the top up at frowned. It was made of cotton and felt so onionskin that it might as well have been made from tissue paper.

Just then there was a knocking at the door and the helper called through 'Five arcminute, sweetie !'Sophie jumped, she could n't really bet on out now and kicking up a fuss could well spoil her chances of getting a new declaration. She chewed her lip, then made up her mind and started to get changed as warm as she could, tossing her wearing apparel onto a electric chair and slipping into the costume.

A few moments later she was examining herself in the full length mirror and her incertitude were coming back firm than ever. The top barely covered her breasts and the annulus was so shortsighted that she was in danger of flashing her panty if she moved too quickly. Turning this way and that, tugging at it to try to get it to handle a footling more but to no outcome. Sophie chewed her lip again, had there been some sort of misunderstanding when her agent had sent her mensuration over ? Just then the room access opened and the help stepped in.

'Ah good, you 're ready. Come on, come on, everyone 's waiting for you on set !'She started to hurry Sophie out of the room before she had a chance to open her oral cavity 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 record her spunk, picking her way through the crew, doing her best 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, several foresighted retort and an island, about of which were covered in assort patty, 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 voice caught her aid and she turned to see a Pres Young man approaching her, smiling 'You must be Sophie, I 'm Mike, pleased to meet you'He held out his hand.
'Oh, uh yes, delight to converge 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 utter to you before, in a bit of a rush here .'He looked her up and down, pursing his lips. 'Hmm, not bad. Can you give me a quick whirl ?'

Sophie turned round for him, slower than she usually might have, conscious of how unawares her dame was. When she turned back to expression him there was a strange grin on his lips.

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

Sophie was a slight surprise, she had n't been told about this, but she tried to hatch 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 lilliputian shiver run down her spine, something in his fashion seemed a little odd. She was used to make fun flirting with her, but these Guy must have been a effective ten years 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 feeling, then nodded to Mike before heading onto the set. Mike turned back to her, 'Ok, your agentive role told me you 're fairly new to modeling, but do n't interest, we work with a lot of new talent, just follow charge and you 'll be ok, alright ?'

Sophie took a deep breath, and nodded'I 'll do my best ... !'she replied, trying to demo More confidence than she felt.

'Atta missy ,'mike smiled, then frowned at her, 'Hmmm something 's missing ... ah !'He turned, searching the gang with his eyes, 'Hey, Sally !'He called out to a young cleaning woman who was with Ash and 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 hair ? We 'll need to hold open it out of her brass .'

Sally looked at him and raised an eyebrow, the recess of her mouth twitching in a one-half smile, then she turned to Sophie and gave her a speedy appraising expression. 'Hmm, no problem ...'She pulled a couple of hair's-breadth bands from a lilliputian pouch at her waist and deftly tugged Sophie 's shoulder length hair into two short pigtails 'There, now her hair's-breadth will be the last matter getting in her face .'Her lips twitched again as if she was trying to comprehend a smirk.

Before Sophie could inquire what she meant, Mike put an arm bout her shoulders and guided her onto the set. 'Ok, just commend what I said and you 'll be a star topology, alright ?'

Sophie licked her lips, her oral cavity feeling a little dry 'Uh, s-sure ...'She did her beneficial to smile as Ash and mike watched her approach, feeling a short ill at ease 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 fiddling easement. Unconsciously she 'd been digging her nails into the decoration 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 lustrous lights as she watched him walk away, then felt the spunk return slightly when she realised just how many multitude were on the set and all of them seemed to be watching her.
'Alright Sophie ,'She heard Mike shout out 'let 's just alleviate into it. Pick up one of the arena and pretend to shake it. Just imagine you 're working in a kitchen and we 'll go from there .'She glanced over the parry in straw man of her and took a great 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 attending to detail.

'Great, bet up and establish us a smile, that 's right ... !'Sophie could n't give out where mike was, the luminosity half blinded her, turning the crew into shadowy silhouettes, but his instructions were clear enough. Lifting her heading she smiled, stirring the bowl. Behind her she could hear Ash and Saint 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 locomote about the kitchen and pose in various shipway. At get-go she 'd find very self-aware, the skimpiness of her outfit making her crusade a bit stiff 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 number 1 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 counter, yeah that one to your left .'Sophie looked over and saw it, a large metal bowl filled to the brim with dark hot chocolate sauce, it looked awfully wakeless. She picked it up with both hands, struggling slightly 'Great, move it onto that counter over there .'She turned, following Mike 's pedagogy and crashed right into Ash, the bowl slipping from her grip and splashing over his bureau, splattering down her peg too. She froze in shock, her origin running cold as she waited for the inevitable shout. 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 bottleful of hemangioma simplex sauce and squirted it right at her, splattering over her top and bare tummy. Sophie let out a surprised yelp, bringing up her handwriting to protect herself then started giggling. Without thinking she grabbed the skinny thing to hand, a jug of custard, and tossed it at David, the thick sensationalistic sauce splashing over his costume. He took a step back, laughing, then grabbed a with child emollient patty and advanced towards her.

Sophie let out a yelp and started to support away, walking right into Ash. She started to apologize when she felt his hands grab her arms, preventing her from getting away as David approached'H-hey, no bonny !'She squeaked, squirming in his hold 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 cake squish over her chest. She opened her eye to see David grinning as he rubbed the lot over her top, his bridge player pressing against her breasts. Sophie felt her cheek go shining red and she bit her lip.

Trying not to indicate her embarrassment, she looked around for something to throw back. A large squeezy bottle of drinking chocolate sauce was nearest and she broke rid of Ash 's appreciation, grabbed it and give David a mock-fierce look. He winked at her, holding out his arms in a 'Do your unfit'gesture. Without thinking, Sophie stepped forward and shoved the top into the cincture of his trousers and squeezed hard. The grin on her fount 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 aspect again and felt another common cold shake run down her back.

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

Before she could react, David grabbed her radiocarpal joint and nodded to Ash. Sophie turned her headland just in time to see Ash winding his helping hand back, holding a large cream bar. She just had a consequence to brace herself before he brought it down hard, the patty hitting her ass with an audible smack, making her squeal. She felt the sticky bunch of ointment being rubbed over her panties, Ash 's hand lingering a short too long for comfort.
'Ok guy, I think trivial Sophie here needs to be taught a lesson !'Called out Mike, Sophie 's publicize feet skidded on the sticky base 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 unwaveringly deal on her back kept her bent over and her feet did n't touch the flat coat. She tried to reach back to tug her skirt over her ass, but her script were swatted away. Sophie peered into the shining lighter, trying to spot microphone, but she could only pick up his vocalization as he encouraged Ash and David.

'Good, proficient ! Get some shots round the back, we want a honorable sight of our newest starlet !'

Sophie whimpered, knowing that her ass, although covered in emollient cake, was in full prospect. She turned her head as a good deal as she could, just in time to see Ash skid his hands under her doll and slip his finger's breadth into the waistband of her panties. Letting out a start yelping, she feebly kicked her legs.

'W-wait, there 's been some mistake !'She cried desperately as she felt them slowly being peeled over her embarrassing face. No one seemed to pay her any attention, though, and as hard as she squirmed, the firm helping hand on her back kept her bent over. She lowered her head to the counter, trying to enshroud her reddening font as her panties slipped down round her knees. She gasped as she felt potent fingers spread her ass, exposing her unruffled pussy for all to see.

'Nice, get some good close-ups of that ... goodness !'Sophie screwed her centre shut, trying to pretend it was n't happening, this was so humbling ! She was caught off safety device when another bar was spanked onto her bare ass, causing her unharmed consistence to hitch as she yelped in shock absorber. Just when she thought it could n't get any worse she felt something hard jog between her peg and her promontory shot up.

'Oh my god ... ! No, wait you ca-Aaaahhaa !'Her protest was cut off as Ash thrust into her, his already difficult stopcock plunging deep into her tight pussy, stretching her instantly. Her whole body tensed, toes curling as she grit her dentition, drawing in a quick, hissing intimation. She felt him transfix her articulatio coxae tightly, pinning her in berth as he drew back, only to thrust hard into her again, forcing a loud pant from her. Each metre she drew breath to speak it was let out in a wail as he started to rhythmically fuck her. One of his hired hand slid up her back, tugging at her flimsy top until the ruined stuff ripped surface, revealing her perky little breasts that jiggled with each thrust.

When she tried to compensate herself, he put a hand on her articulatio humeri and pulled her breast up off the parry, David coming round to pull in her men 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 stack you made ...'He smirked, then reached down with his spare hand to pull out his intemperate cock, still covered in deep brown sauce.
Sophie 's eyes widened when he pulled her head down to it, trying to wriggle away but it was no use. When Ash thrust hard into her she involuntarily opened her mouth to cry out and David pulled her head word down onto his rooster, pushing past her brim and stifling her groans.

She could feel the question of his viscid prick rubbing over her tongue, the hot chocolate making it all smooth and slippery. She shut her center again, trying not to gag as he started to bear on down on her head, getting her to bob up and down on it. The studio was filled with wet squelching racket as the two older models roughly used Sophie, the slew on her body getting smeared all over the replication top as they groped and fondled her.
Sophie felt herself being pushed backwards and forwards between the two men as they filled her sass and pussy, she could feel Ash 's cock buried mysterious inside her, far bigger than her swain, her wet pussy clamped tightly around him. She could also feel her own wetness mixing with the steamy cream smeared all over her ass and pussy, and try as she might she could n't quite battle back the moans that were starting to replace her muffled cries and whimpers. Her initial struggles to pull liberal now slowly turning into bucking movement, ineffectual to block up herself from pushing back against each thrust. Her tongue ran over the straits of David 's cock, she could taste something else amongst the drinking chocolate 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 stopcock. A flush of shame ran through her and she hesitated. 'Nuh-uh ... do n't finish now ...'He put a hired hand on the back of her chief, encouraging her to keep 'That 's it ... expert missy ...'

She could feel her boldness combustion as a sticky commixture of umber sauce, tosh and precum started to drip down her chin, but she could n't help herself. St. David 's moan were getting louder and he tilted his head back as his cock throbbed in Sophie 's hot little mouth. His fingers curled in her hair, gripping it tightly. 'Nnngh ... oh nooky ...'He panted'... fuck ... yeah here it comes you unclean niggling girl ... !'

His cock twitched in her mouth then a back later Sophie felt something warm and sticky hit the back of her pharynx. She gagged in surprise and tried to immerse but them there was another spurt that filled her mouth, thick globs of it leaking past her lips. David gripped the base of his stopcock with his unloosen hand and pulled out quickly, just as Sophie gasped for intimation another thick jet of cum hit her on the nose, splashing across her boldness. She quickly shut her eyes, letting out a yelp as her face was painted with rope after circle of gummy jizz.

After he was spent, Jacques Louis David staggered backwards, letting everyone get a salutary shot of her face drenched with his cum. Thick strands of cum streaked across her nose, cheeks and forehead, slowly oozing down her nerve, strings of it hanging from her chin, swaying as Ash continued to fuck her, his own grunts getting louder, his strokes more forceful. Sophie could sense his grip on her rosehip tightening, her own body responding to his cock plunging roughly into her. She gripped the boundary of the replication to energize herself, her knuckles white-hot as she fought back the impulse to moan out loud. She could experience something building inside her, an intense feeling of delight, impossible to defend against. Squirming on the counter top, completely forgetful of anything but the sensation coursing through her organic structure. She was dimly aware of stochasticity around her, single from behind her getting louder, but she was losing dominance. With a shudder that ran through her entire body, she arched her back and cried out, oculus squeezed shut and head pushed back. Her tiny signifier went completely rigid, her tight pussy clamping down tightly on the stopcock invading her.

That pushed Ash over the line and with a smother oink he slammed into her hard, burying himself up to the hips. His boneheaded tool twitching as he unloaded his gruelling balls trench inside her. Sophie gasped as she felt herself being pumped full with shot after shot of cum, her read/write head spinning as her own orgasm rocked through her. The world around her just a strange blur.

With an exhaust sigh Ash slumped back, his pecker slipping out of her thoroughly shout twat, her rim all swollen and red. thick ball of cum started to ooze out of her, running down her thighs which were already drenched in her own juice. Sophie was dimly aware of people moving round her, hands on her ass, spreading her cheeks so that they could get close up up perspective, but she was beyond caring. She slumped over the counter, breathing hard, every inch of her trunk smeared with some kind of gummy goo or sweat.

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

'A present from the crew'He grinned, holding it close up for her to see. She tried to fix her fuzzy eyes on it, at first it looked like an ordinary bicycle cake with white frosting, but as her vision came into focusing she noticed the frosting was slimy and strands 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 David thrust the cum-covered cake into her face, firmly rubbing it in. She felt the sticky goo smeared everywhere, the line of the still quick cum and the coolness of the cream sending shake through her. David took his hand away and the plate slipped to the floor revealing the bats pastry Qaeda still clinging to the mickle on her facial expression. scrap of it slowly sliding down and plopping to the solid ground as she lay there frozen in surprise. After a few second she slowly raised her helping hand and scooped the sludge from her eyes, blinking as she tried to see.

'Aaaaand ... cut ! Great work everyone !'Mike called out. Suddenly the studio apartment was filled with noise as the gang began to shunt the lighting articulated lorry and cameras about, clearing the set. Sophie looked about her in a fog, trying to perceive what just happened.

'My, they certainly did a number on you ...'She turned her brain to see the assistant standing next to her, a whiteness cotton wool dressing gown draped over her arm and a wry smile on her font. 'Come on sweetheart, lets get you cleaned up .'She held up the gown. Sophie weakly pushed herself up from the comeback, but when her feet hit the floor her leg almost buckled beneath her and she had to catch up with herself. The assistant let out a benevolent giggle and draped the dressing gown over her berm and guided her backrest to the stuffing room, leaving a trail of small sticky footprints across the studio apartment floor .