by Writing Shark
Anna shows Hailee the ropes
It doesn’t end until the men are satisfied and even if Hailee has satisfied more cocks that evening than she has in her life, it’s not enough. With pale faces, the women watch as the men, under Kevin’s instructions, create things in the room that Hailee knows and fears from the darkest corners of her psyche.
“That’s it, keep going, make the little piggy squeal.” And squeal Hailee does as her body is pulled upwards and stretches as the ropes tighten. Her small breasts bulge into the room and her ribs protrude as the tips of her toes dance strainedly across the floor. In Anna’s gaze, however, she does not recognize the pity of a woman who has to watch a girl being hung from the ceiling, but the perverse lust of a whore who is finally allowed to hold the whip that otherwise comes down on her own flesh.
“Aaah!” She quickly remembers the instructions. “One sir! Thank you, sir!” But the next nineteen strokes make the air escape from her lungs and in the end she only screams while Anna beats her body with feminine force. Then the blows intensify and Hailee, her eyes covered by a pair of dirty men’s underpants, can only assume that it’s Harry’s turn now. The young man is dazed with lust and knows no mercy as he is fucked in the ass while standing up.
Young Hailee is depraved, she has told Damian so herself – Damian, whose face she sees again and again that evening – but this is beyond even her limits. Or her boundaries were never as wide as she had always thought.
Dozens of men push their cocks into her, and when the beating stops, the cocks come back. While she is fucked from both ends in ass and cunt, other men take the blind woman’s legs, tie her to the ceiling as well and use her body as a fuck toy. Cocks everywhere. In her mouth, her cunt and her ass. Her hair is pulled and torn, her joints are used as makeshift holes and even her feet are stroked over hard cocks. All this is accompanied by the screams and moans of Anna and Tom doing horrible things to each other in the darkness of Hailee’s blindfold.
Eventually, the dim light of the room comes back to her eyes as Kevin rips her blindfold off her face and drops her roughly on the floor, Harry meanwhile with his mouth on his cock.
“Have you learned your lesson?” he asks without having said anything about the supposed lesson beforehand. While Tom just stares blankly, Hailee knows what is required of her.
“Yes sir…” she gasps, breathing heavily, the taste of cum and ass in her mouth. “I obey men.” Kevin puts his hand under her chin and forces her to look at him.
“What men?”
“Any man Mr. Stratton sells me to, sir.”
“Good girl,” he smiles contentedly and Hailee does the same. “Time for your reward.”
“Thank you sir…”
The reward, of course, is just more sex but Hailee understands that this is the real job of an actress to fuck men and she is grateful to Kevin for showing her how to help Mr. Stratton.
With a certain lust she sits down on the big black Sybian with her legs apart, feels the dildo penetrate deep into her overflowing cunt and smiles at Anna who does the same opposite her. In just one night, Hailee has learned what it means to be in showbiz and with the image of handsome Damian before her eyes, even Tom’s screams are annoying but not distracting. With determination, she grasps the big, long, pink double dildo and brings it to her lips while Anna does the same.
This should all be terrible, an orgy of violence and rape. But Hailee (and apparently Anna too) have found a trick that Tom can’t find. So Haille doesn’t blame Anna for rolling her eyes and drooling between the dildo and her lips as Kevin’s henchmen turn on the Sybians. Like Anna, Haille doesn’t see the woman in front of her but the lap of Damian, who sticks his cock in her mouth and somehow manages to fill the girl’s cunt at the same time. Together they save themselves and their sanity by submitting to the man who controls their lives.
And it’s glorious.
“Fucking hell Kevin where did you get these bitches?”
“Stratton Starmakers!” moans the older man, ramming his stiff cock into Tom Holland’s tight ass while Harry Styles shoves his tongue up his ass. “The best service in all of Hollywood!”
“Fuck!” murmurs another man, squeezing the heads of the starlets rocking and sweating on the Sybians. “I’ll have to pay him a visit. Fuck these hookers are willing.”
Hailee would like to say ‘thank you’. She has had six orgasms in this room alone and number seven is coming on with a vengeance – she can see Damian clearly in front of her and she wants to obey his image with the same burning passion as the real man who brought her here. Anna feels the same way and the two women kiss intimately while the long dildo disappears completely inside them.
It’s over and Hailee Steinfeld willingly and with relief gives up the idea that she can somehow resist Damian Stratton. If he thinks her worth is lying here in the parties of Hollywood, under the warm blanket of cum raining down on her body, her mouth stuffed with a dildo, her cunt too, her whole body vibrating with exhausted lust, then that is her fate. Of course she dreams of the glamorous Hollywood, the shows and movies, but this…
A gay man squirts on me… in me… and I’m doing everything for Damian… the sex is soo good and… I love to obey… I love the fear… I love all of this… And I love… It’s like a drug and Hailee becomes Damian’s slave without him having to work for it. She didn’t know this life, thought Hollywood would be different, but now it’s just as big a success to be here now, accepted and all the doors opened as she’d imagined before.
Writing Shark 