by Writing Shark
Anna and Hailee fight for your entertainment
You’re a really good agent. Always there for your stars, always with their best interests in mind, always with the career they want in mind. And you always make sure that they are well prepared for their life ahead. They are women who cannot survive on their own in the outside world dominated by men. Elle gets it, Emma is about to. And now you have two pieces of good news for two really good whores. You find Anna and Hailee in Anna’s apartment. Of course you have a key and the two young women are terrified when you suddenly stand in their room.
“Sir!” The two immediately fall to their knees and look down. Anna has obviously taught Hailee the most important things. The bodies of the two are wrapped in tight evening dresses that show off their breasts well. Hailee is presented in white with cutouts all over the dress showing her bare skin, Anna in black with a side cut that allows her dress to be folded up and easy to fuck her from behind.
“How are my two whores?” you ask and motion for Anna to get up, who immediately stands up and stands in front of you.
“WeAh!” Anna flinches as you rip her dress over her shoulders, exposing her tits.
“We have a customer coming soon,” Hailee says from the floor as your hands squeeze Anna’s tit and you suck on her nipple.
“Fuck the customer,” you growl. “Take off your clothes and expose your ass.”
“Yes Sir.” With a certain amount of pride you see Hailee willingly removing the dress from her body. She’s always been a bit of a whore, but as Anna sways under your harsh movements, you recognize the docile gestures of the previously rebellious girl. She undresses almost gracefully and has learned to please men. Her ass is flattened on the floor of Anna’s apartment as she slips her dress off her legs and shows you her shaved pussy.
“Come here whore.” And Hailee reacts to your words like Anna. She is a cheap whore who sells herself short for you for the exact purpose of lowering her self-worth. The young girl comes naked next to you with just the right kind of shyness and desire so that you can wrap your arms around both bodies. Soon you’re taking turns sucking on Anna’s and Hailee’s breasts while her hands stroke your back and head. “I have good news for both of you,” you say as the first moan comes from one of them. “On the knees.”
Two pairs of eyes stare back at you, big and loyal, hopeful and a little afraid. Anna still has her dress around her hips, Hailee is completely naked except for her high heels. Both are wearing make-up.
“You two have grown closer together lately, I hope,” you say and sit down on the bed.
“Yes Sir” says Hailee but Anna doesn’t say anything.
“How many customers did you have?”
“I think…two hundred…sometimes there were several and sometimes there were several in a row. We were often together but sometimes alone. We did what the customers asked, Sir. We were good whores. But why…”
“You remember Mr. Jason Moore?” Hailee thinks but Anna is quicker.
“He liked it when we bit our nipples and insulted each other and threw trash at us,” she remembers, and Haille nods in agreement.
“Certainly not the most romantic forced lesbian date for you,” you grin. “But I don’t care. I got a call from Mister Moore today.”
“Does that mean…” Haille begins, but Anna is faster again.
“What should we do Sir.” You smile evilly and unbutton your pants.
“The film is called Pitch Perfect,” you tell them and their eyes light up. Hailee is so happy that she looks into your eyes, Anna knows better and fixes her eyes on your cock. “I didn’t read the script, too much crap. Something about singing but it’s not Les Miserables. But whatever.” You spread your legs and Anna jerks forward, but shrinks back when you hold out your hand. “I have a part for you.”
“But that means…” begins Haille. At that moment you lower your hand.
Anna Kendrick has waited too long. She’s been playing the whore for too long. Long enough to start believing she’s really just a whore and not a movie star. She rebelled and accepted her punishment like a good girl and submitted to her owner. And now his cock is sticking up between his legs. He calls her like the promise of happiness and greatness. She likes the young Hailee Steinfeld and has recently gotten to know not only her body but also her personality in detail. Hailee doesn’t deserve her fate, doesn’t deserve to have to wait so long.
And Anna has been a cheap whore for so long.
And she knows Damian all too well to know when she will be tested.
She doesn’t care about Hailee at all.
Women are stupid animals. Driven by instinct and animalistic, they are easier to control than a horse in the field or a cow in the stable.
Anna Kendrick lunges forward like a wildcat, her dress swaying beneath her stomach and her exposed tits bouncing beneath her body as she throws herself between your legs in her own home.
“Fuck you suck like a whore” you growl as you feel her lips around your cock. Will she taste the remnants of your fuckfest with Scarlett on you? Her guttural moans suggest that she doesn’t care about anything at the moment.
“What… What’s happening… here…” Hailee murmurs. You can understand her, you have plunged the young, wild girl into a life of a whore, first bending her will, then breaking it, and now she is being betrayed by her best friend and fellow whore. Soon she will guess and then you will be the winner here.
“Fuck Sir, you taste so good,” Anna moans, jerking your cock quickly and licking your glans. Then she pushes herself back on top of you and swallows your cock like the greedy $20 whore she is while massaging your balls. While Anna tries to choke on your cock, you look at Hailee and have to congratulate yourself.
“What’s the matter with you?” you ask her with an evil grin. “Have I domesticated you so well that the rebellious and wild girl has disappeared?” Hailee stares at her choking friend, having recently gotten to know her as a close confidant. “Where is your fighting spirit?” you ask her mockingly and Anna’s blow job becomes more desperate. “You know where your place is. Now fight for it.”
“Yes Sir,” Hailee says, crawling towards you. But Anna doesn’t think about making room for her and throws her body sideways against Hailee’s like a cow on the milking stand.
“Hey,” the aspiring star calls and looks at you questioningly. You say nothing. “Anna, don’t do that. We both want to thank him.” But Anna doesn’t react and sucks on you like a vacuum cleaner. “Anna!”
“Have you still not understood?” you ask. “Or has the fire in you, that I was so happy to extinguish with my sperm, gone out?”
“No…” murmurs Haille, who doesn’t understand the situation. Not yet. Don’t you want her to be a good little whore? Kind and sweet?
“There’s only one spot,” you tell her.
And now Hailee Steinfeld understands.
Writing Shark 