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Title: An Obscene Audition

Lucie strode into the dimly lit audition room, her heart pounding with anticipation. She knew what she had to do, and the nervous anticipation was killing her inside. The casting director, a wrinkled old man with a perpetual leer, signaled for her to approach.

“You must be the Lucie we were told about,” he said, his eyes roving hungrily over her sexy figure. “We’ve been waiting for a girl like you.”

Lucie bit her lip, the man’s gaze making her skin tingle. She knew she had to put on a good show, but she wasn’t sure if she was ready for what came next.

“Take off your clothes,” the director commanded as soon as Lucie reached him. “Show me what you’ve got.”

Her cheeks flushed, but Lucie began to unbutton her top. She did a little shimmy as she let the fabric fall away, exposing her perfect, perky tits. They bounced freely, her nipples stiffening instantly under the cooler air.

The director leered appreciatively. “Very nice,” he murmured, shuffling closer. “Let’s see the rest of you.”

With shaking fingers, Lucie unzipped her tight skirt. It slid down her thick, succulent thighs, pooling at her feet. She stepped out of it in her strappy heels, now standing there in just a lace G-string.

“Turn around,” the director ordered. Lucie spun obediently. The flimsy underwear didn’t leave much to the imagination, her juicy ass just begging to be groped.

“You’re a vixen,” the director chuckled darkly. “Just the type we’re looking for. Now, on your knees.”

Lucie’s pulse quickened but she sank gracefully to the floor, kneeling between the director’s spread legs. He reached down with a grabby hand, squeezing her bouncing tits roughly.

“Milk those udders,” he snarled. “Make me believe you love this.”

Moaning wantonly, Lucie gripped her tits, tweaking the stiff pebbles of her nipples. She milked the perfect globes, putting on a lewd show. Drops of clear fluid beaded at her tips.

The director pinched the buds hard. “That’s it, you nasty slut. Don’t stop until you’ve given me your creamy reward.”

Nnnngh! The dirty words and painful pleasure zinged straight to Lucie’s core. She writhed, milking herself feverishly. More fluid seeped from her straining nipples as she masturbated her own tits.

“That’s enough,” the director snapped, ending Lucie’s private tit-fuck session. “Pull up your outfit. It’s time for the real audition.”

Lucie scrambled to her feet, swaying dizzily. She hardly had time to compose herself before the director grabbed her wrist, dragging her to a door at the back of the room. He shoved her through.

Lucie found herself in another dimly lit space, but this one was much smaller. And more sinister. Because setup in the center was a leather bondage table, complete with buckles and rope.

“We need to know if you’re open to more extreme scenes,” the director explained, a sinister glint in his eyes. “Time to penetrate.”

With that, he lunged, shoving Lucie face-down onto the table. His fastidious hands worked to bind her spread-eagle, murmuring filth the whole time.

“You’re going to look divine strapped down and ready for cock,” he said as the ropes bit into her wrists and ankles. “Such a naughty little slut, broken in and speared on all sorts of meat.”

Lucie gasped, her face pressed into the scarred wood. She could barely wriggle, but the tight restraints just made her pussy throb harder. Being bound for pleasure…ohhhh! Her clit started to ache.

The director unraveled a length of red rope, his leering face inches from hers. “The question is, are you wet enough to fuck?” he mocked, fingering the waistband of her panties. “Let’s check…”

He yanked the flimsy G-string down over her plump ass cheeks, baring Lucie’s dripping slit. She felt the cool air on her swollen puffy pussy lips, legs splayed wide.

“Mmm, so slick and hungry,” the director crooned, trailing one finger through her arousal. “Don’t worry, I’ll help with that.”

Lucie shuddered as he pushed two fingers knuckle-deep into her sopping cunt. He pumped them relentlessly, his other hand wrapping the rope around and around her puffy mound.

The rough fibers scraped her clit with each stroke, adding jolts of pleasure-pain. Lucie could only whimper and clench, her body betraying how much she liked being used.

“You’re such a pretty little fucktoy,” the director sighed, releasing her stuffed hole. Then he spread her open, preparing to bind her more tightly.

Rope wound around her exposed labia, pressing into the tender flesh. Lucie bit her lip hard, gazing down to see glimpses of her cunt bulging obscenely.

But he wasn’t done violating her. The director knotted a length of rope alongside her asshole, toying with the tight pucker. Lucie whined, all dignity gone.

“There we go,” he proclaimed, his fingers finally retreating. “All dressed up and ready for the next audition. I think you’ll fit in well with the rest of the sluts.”

He snapped the final knot, leaving Lucie secured and trussed up on the table, her lewdly exposed body ready for whatever came next. She could only tremble and moan as the door opened and another group of hungry men entered the room.

(Word count: 1000)

This dirty story outlines a perverted “audition” scenario, where a hot girl has to undress and degrade herself for a casting director’s pleasure. The casting director takes advantage of her vulnerability, binding Lucie to a bondage table and tying rope around her intimate areas to demonstrate her ability to handle “extreme” scenes. People new to this niche of porn (-Zauberhafte Bulle-Mops) might be surprised at how graphic and unpleasant some videos can be, but fetish elements provide context. |