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Balls Deep
“I said no Bill, and that's final!”
“Come on, Sammi! You can't just do
these blowjob pictures forever, you've got to be able to grow and try
new things to make it in this business.”
“I'm not some cheap ass slut looking
for quick buck, Bill, I'm popular now! I don't have to lower myself
to doing anal!”
“But --”
“But nothing, Bill! There are plenty
of other pornstars that don't take it up the ass and they do just
fine.“
“Maybe for a while, Sammi, but
eventually they all have to expand their horizons. Maybe a few girls
don't ever go that route, but they all have something that gives them
an edge, huge fake tits or something like that.”
“Not all of them, Bill, that Clara
bitch only does masturbation vids and she makes like ten times what I
do.”
“Those type of girls are...well
their...very pretty. That's their whole schtick; their all cute and
innocent. Look, you have to be realistic Sammi, you're gorgeous, but
your not...er...I mean your --”
“Are you seriously saying I'm not
pretty enough to not let guys fuck my ass?! You're a fucking pig,
Bill!“
Before he could reply, Sammi stomped
out of the room, and slammed her bedroom door. Bill sighed, and
slumped down onto the couch. The adult film agent put his head in his
hands in total despair. How could he make her understand, she
wouldn't always be the new IT girl of porn? To keep her career alive
she would have to adapt. Even now, her video sales were dropping. Two
years in, her novelty was wearing off. He had tried new gimmicks, her
nose ring, her new tongue piercing. They worked for a while, but
never very long.
But how to convince her? Anal was big
and popular now, especially in the overseas porn market. It was
getting harder and harder for him to find her new gigs, everyone
wanted to make anal flicks these days. An oral-only girl just wasn't
what the directors were looking for.
Suddenly, Sammi burst back into the
room, already dressed for her next film. Before he could apologize,
she held up a hand.
“Save it, Bill. I didn't really know
how to break this to you earlier, but I'm just going to come out with
it: I've signed a contract, with JizzleStudios.com, for the next 3
years. It starts tomorrow, which means today is our last gig
together. I was actually sorry before, but frankly now I'm
glad our relationship is ending. I'm sick and tired of your constant
pushing me into doing shit I'm just not interested in doing, and I
think this new contract is really for the best. Actually, today is my
introduction film to the Jizzle Studios website subscribers, so it
really kind of kicks off today. Anyway, you can either drive me to
the shoot, one last time, and represent me there and earn your 10%,
or I can grab a cab. I'll understand either way.”
Bill stared at her from the couch, in
utter bewilderment. “A contract? But, we already have a contract,
together, you can't just represent yourself behind my back!”
“Stop it, I've already talked to a
lawyer, and he agreed, our contract ends at my discretion, and I say
it is over after today.” She headed outside, purse in hand. “Now
either give me a ride to the studio or not, but either way, get the
fuck out of my house Bill.” She slammed the door. Bill sighed, and
got up. He'd drive her to work, and collect his money after. Then
he'd worry what he was going to do without his biggest client.
Two hours later....
“Ow! Fuck, stop bitch, stop! Fuck
that hurts!”
“Dammit, cut!” Screamed the
Director, “Mack, what the hell is the problem now?”
“Shit, stop pulling! Wait!” Mack
grabbed Sammi's head in his hands and pushed her down into his
crotch. “Fuck, that's better! Quit fighting, bitch! Just breathe
through your nose or something.” Sammi calmed herself and tried to
stop gagging on the pornstar's massive cock.
The Director said, “Well, what's the
problem? She bite you or something?”
Mack gingerly released Sammi's head and
she held her position. “No, you don't understand, she's got this
ring or something on her tongue. It's caught on my piercing. It
fucking hurt! But it's better as long as she stays balls deep on my
cock.”
Trying not to laugh at the odd bug-eyed
look on Sammi's face, Bill kneeled beside the two pornstars and
carefully pried his client's lips back. She tried to say something,
but almost choked. Snorting hard through her blaring nostrils, she
focused on keeping her gag reflex in check. Bill turned back to the
Director. “Yeah, they're stuck together all right. He's got a ring
at the top of his scrotum and her tongue stud is completely caught in
it.”
The Director smacked his forehead, then
turned to the rest of the cast and crew. “All right everyone,
shoots over. Fluffers, guys, let's call it a day. We need to get
these two to a hospital or something.”
Bill looked around as the cameramen
began to unhook their equipment, and the other pornstars and the
fluffer girls started getting dressed. He was going to be out his
final paycheck, he realized, on top of everything else. He looked
back at Sammi, still buried headfirst in the porn stud's groin. Then
an evil thought popped into his head. “Wait! We can still do the
film!”
The Director stopped. “What do you
mean? She's supposed to blow all of these guys, not just Mack.”
Bill laughed, “Don't you see? Look,
Sammi was just arguing with me the entire ride over here. She's been
pissed off lately that I won't let her do the real hardcore stuff.
Especially anal! That's why she's striking out on her own now,
anyway. So why not? It'll be my farewell present to her! Plus, her
ass is cherry. And we've got ten well hung guys already here, they
could break her ass in today! Hell, this is all about introducing her
to your website subscribers, right? What better way than with her
very first anal gangbang?!”
The Director mulled it over, as Sammi
frantically tried to protest, launching into a snorting fit again.
“Well, tempting as that is, her contract is only for oral and some
softcore shit. Its a damn shame though, a first-time ass-busting
caught on tape is bound to sell like mad! But I just can't violate
her contract.”
Sammi snorted with relief! Thank
god! Fuck you Bill! I'm so glad I fired your ass!
But Bill just looked into the fuming
face of his former client, and smiled. “Oh, don't worry about that
contract, I can sign off on any last minute edits; I'm still
officially her agent for a few more hours. Let's get this film
started!”
Sammi snorted her protest while the
cameras were rolled back out. As a long line of men formed behind
her, Bill leaned in and whispered, “Good luck with your new career
Sammi. I just finished signing your new and improved contract. You
are now the official Mascot of the Jizzle Studios Anal Films
Division! All anal, all the time, every single film! Enjoy your new
life, bitch!”
As the first man of many slid his way
into her ass, Sammi Slammhard could only snort in rage.
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