Female - Gold Rank

Yawning, you stretch out luxuriously in bed before craning your neck to catch the time digitally displayed across a smart mirror. It's already 9am, however, it feels so much earlier for some reason. Turning your head in the other direction, you're somewhat dismayed to find the other side of the bed now barren. It seems last night's bedfellow had an earlier start than you. No matter, you might as well get your busy day started. Yawning again, you somewhat reluctantly leave the warm confines of the bed and begin searching the room for your garments. It takes a few minutes of looking but eventually you're redressed and heading for the stairs. The rest of the mansion is equally as grand as the room from which you just exited. As you descend to the first floor you're politely greeted by a few scantily clad maids as they make their rounds. Finally, you find yourself back at the foyer where you are met by one of the male staff and are relieved to find your transportation has already been arranged.

The driver in question, who's in the process of face-fucking one of the maids, greets you cheerfully. You're somewhat relieved to see he's already being serviced, meaning you shouldn't have to worry about any potential delays once leaving. As a Gold rank you yourself cannot service the lower ranking employee, however, it would still be considered in poor taste to impede on any man's pleasure regardless of yours or their rank. Instead, you give the man a slight nod before using the opportunity to catch up on your messages and emails. It's hard not to be a little distracted by the wet slurping sound that echoes slightly through the marble interior. Regardless of the diversion you manage to focus on your phone long enough to learn your agent has booked an audition for you this morning.

Although you have already begun to make a name for yourself in the industry, enough to rise up to Gold rank, you still won't turn down an audition. You've turned down plenty of roles but never an audition, after all, they're far too much fun to miss. By the time you've finished replying to your agent's message, the driver has also already finished his task. You're a little disappointed that you had been too distracted to see the grand finale, especially since you could always use inspiration before an audition. Regardless, you're already running behind and have **** but to head straight for the studio. During the short ride there you skim through the script that was emailed to you. Now you really wish you had some inspiration going in since this appears to be a role you might actually be interested in. An action film is just the kind of change of pace you've been looking for and will help round out your range.

Before you know it the driver has pulled into the studio's lot and you're helped out of the town car. A slew of people move through the bustling lot, all too preoccupied with their own tasks to take any special notice of you. However, once inside it's much calmer and organized. Glancing again at the message from your agent you begin heading in the direction of your audition. Somehow, you manage to arrive earlier and are asked to wait in one of the audition rooms until the casting directors are ready. When you enter the assigned room you're relieved to see you're not the only one waiting to audition. Sitting back in one of the fold out chairs you recognize a fairly well known Gold ranked actor you've actually been hoping to work with one day. His gaze shifts over and looks you over leisurely before a satisfied smile tug at his lips.

"Looks like we have some time to rehearse."

He gestures to one of the script's opening pages, you don't need to read the words to figure out which scene he's referring to. Compliantly you move forward and take a seat on the one tables set up in the room. The man gets to his feet and moves to stand before you. The movie in question is about a James Bond-esque spy and his seemingly faithful assistant trying to save the world from a devious villain. One of the opening scenes begins with the aforementioned spy, balls deep in his assistant, before they're interrupted by the villain's dastardly henchmen. Throwing a leg over the man's shoulder, you shiver in anticipation when you feel his fingers brush against your barely clad pussy. A moment later the flimsy cloth covering it is pulled aside and you feel his thumb run along the length of your increasingly slick slit. Gasping audibly, you let your head dip back as you instinctually gravitate towards his touch.

As your eyes drift closed you hear his zipper unfasten before you can feel his thick member at your entrance. Another discernible gasp escapes you when his sizable member abruptly infiltrates and completely engulfs your slender passage. One of his hands slips around around your waist while the other snakes up along your side and beneath your flimsy excuse for a shirt. Your eyes roll back slightly when his firm touch twists around your sensitive nipple. Arching into his touch, you can already envision the cameras capturing every climactic moment. Moaning sharply, you continue twisting into his pleasurable action. His grip around your waist tightens, pulling you into him sharply. You feel your figure tense reflexively before you're met with a powerful climax.

Fingers instinctually dig into his forearms as you quiver with pleasure, meanwhile, the man groans slightly as he leans forward, forcing his way deeper inside you. Your leg is stretched back further, thankfully you're no stranger to such a position. His broad form continues to collide with your slight frame with every vigorous thrust. It's not long before you're met with another intense wave of pleasure and subsequent orgasm. Before you can fully recover he steps back and - following the script- uses the arm beneath you to lift you rather effortlessly. Your own arms quickly slip around his broad shoulder before you find yourself pressed against the nearest wall. Your leg slips off his shoulder and wraps around his broad back as he roughly thrusts into you again.

Moaning, you can't help arching into him again as he continues his pleasurable ****. He pants softly as his pace and fervor increase with each ram. This is the point in the script where you should be interrupted, however, instead the actor is able to complete his deed. His fingers dig into your ribs as you feel more of his weight press against you before a rush of warmth fills your narrow passage. You both take a few moments to catch your breath before returning to your seats and spend some time of the remainder of the scene.

Not long afterward the casting directors finally arrive, introduce themselves, and watch as you and your potential costar run through some lines. The agents nod and mumble amongst themselves before dismissing your male counterpart. Now that they've seen your acting chops, they just have to confirm that everything else is satisfactory. There are three executives present, however, only one is of Gold rank. You've already made a mental note to bring that up to your agent during your next conversation. For now, you simply focus on making your best impression on the one available director. It seems he's already gone through a few other auditions this morning and simply motions for you to kneel in front of him. Obligingly you obey and watch as he unzips his navy blue slacks. He's not quite as impressive in length as your potential costar, regardless, you eagerly slip his partially erect member in your mouth.

You had hoped to provide a more involved audition, however, you still made sure to give it your all. You feel his hand on the back of your head, guiding it further down until you feel the tip of his member at the back of your throat. Your head continues nodding rhythmically, his hand keeping you from being able to fully resurface. It's not long before his figure stiffens slightly and warm, thick liquid floods down your throat. His hand slips away and you breath in deeply before getting to your feet and thanking the men for their time.