Bambi nervously paced the waiting room, adjusting her little denim shorts and crop top and smoothing her long blonde hair. She had no idea that she would soon become a total fuckslut. She’d been dreaming of her big break for years and was determined to nail this audition for the new Sunny Soap commercial. She was used to being the pretty one, the dumb blonde, but she had spirit and drive.
“Ms. Bambi? Room 12, down the hall on your left,” the receptionist called out.
Bambi’s heart raced as she hurried to the door. She knocked softly before entering.
Inside sat a burly, bald man in his 40s. He smiled, showing a gold tooth. “Bambi, darlin’, have a seat and make yourself comfortable.”
Bambi perched on the edge of a worn armchair, hands folded primly. “Thank you for seeing me, Mr…?”
“Slater. Vinny Slater. Now, let’s see…” He flipped through her headshots. “Mm hmm. Not bad. You’ve definitely got a look. Now, for this commercial, we’re thinking sexy. Sexy and fun. Sunny Soap wants their audience to feel young, fresh, carefree, just like you. So I’ll need you to be your adorable self, if you catch my drift.”
Bambi beamed. “Absolutely, I’m perfect for that!”
“Terrific. Now, I’m going to ask you to remove your top.” Vinny said pointedly.
“What? Already?” Bambi asked, brows furrowed in confusion. “I thought this was a commercial audition.”
“Sweetheart, you’re on a closed set. There are no cameras rolling.” Vinny said with a slow grin. “I need to see the goods.”
“Oh!” Bambi giggled. “I see. Well, if that’s what I need to do…” She reached behind to unclasp her lacy bra, letting it fall away. Her pert breasts bounced free. “Like this?”
“Very nice, honey. Now the shorts, if you will.”
Bambi bit her lip, reaching for the snap of her cutoffs. “Is this really necessary?”
“I thought you wanted this job,” Vinny said, starting to sound bored.
“I do! Very much!” Bambi stood and shimmied out of her shorts, revealing matching lace panties. She felt suddenly exposed and realized something wasn’t right. But the promise of stardom kept her in place.
Vinny stood and stepped behind her, running a hand down her back. “Mm, your skin is so smooth. Now, bend over the desk for me, baby.”
Bambi’s heart hammered but she complied, looking back over her shoulder. “Like this? Am I doing okay?”
“Oh yeah,” Vinny purred, palming her ass. “You’re doing great, sugar. One more thing…”
He pressed something into her hand. Bambi looked down to see a big, thick, black dildo. She stared at it in bewilderment. “What’s this? What’s happening…”
Suddenly, Vinny shoved her face down on the desk and yanked her panties down. He spread her ass cheeks, exposing her tiny puckered hole. “Just relax, baby. This is the final test. Trust me, you’ll thank me later.”
Bambi shrieked as the dildo plunged into her asshole, stretching it obscenely wide. “Aaagh, stop! Ow! That hurts!”
Vinny rammed the dildo deeper. “Take it, you dumb slut! This is what you’re made for!”
Tears streamed down Bambi’s face but she couldn’t escape. More and more men crowded into the room, grabbing at her tits and pussy, muttering filthy things. Bambi’s mind reeled. This was no commercial shoot – she’d been tricked into a porno!
Powerless, she could only moan and sob as the men came closer and pulled out their cocks. One slid into her mouth, muffling her protests. They used her like a fuckslut, pounding and grunting, their gruff voices echoing.
“Spread her open, I wanna see her cunt!”
“Filthy whore, gonna ruin this pussy!”
“Hah, look at the rookie bitch spaz out!”
Tears blurred Bambi’s vision as she gagged on cock. She’d never felt so used, so disgusted and ashamed. And yet… some deep dark part of her was starting to… enjoy it? The stretch and friction of so many thick shafts splitting her open was undeniably pleasurable.
Was she really fighting, or was she getting into it? The line blurred as the men rutted into her pliant body with animalistic fervor. Bambi’s nipples tingled, her untouched pussy clenched and drooled.
Her resistance melted away. “Oh fuck!” she squealed. “I’m gonna cum!”
“Yeeah, squirt on my cock!” hollered one. “Cum like a whore, bitch!”
Bambi shrieked as her orgasm overtook her, juices gushing out to soak the-men. Her ass and cunt spasmed around the pistoning dicks. She was coming, hard. Coming from being used so vilely. What was wrong with her?
Suddenly, it was over. The men pulled out, spraying Bambi’s face and tits with their loads. They laughed and patted her ass. “Welcome to the industry, sweetie. You’re a natural star.”
Dazed, Bambi lay there trembling, cum dripping from her holes. She felt dirty and debased… but also exhilarated. She’d never known her body could feel such primal pleasure. It hit her – she had loved it. Every degrading second.
Bambi was a born porn star. This was her calling.
She smiled through the sticky mess coating her face. “I think… I had a really good time. When can I come back and do it again?”
Vinny helped her up, dress in hand. “Questions of professionalism, baby. We’ll be in touch.”
