Join Candy for the gangbang

"Sorry Sarah", you say while giving an apologetic shrug. "I already promised Candy I'd be joining the gangbang. I didn't know my schedule would conflict".

For a moment Sarah stares at you like you've gone crazy, but then she lowers her gaze. "I...", she utters, before shrugging her shoulders. "Okay. I'll shoot some more scenes with Hogan alone", she relents, not even looking at you further. "Have fun, I guess. And... be careful". She turns away from you and you catch her giving Candy an angry glare before she twirls around and heads through the sliding doors and into the studio.

Meanwhile Candy had been taking another drag from her cigarette, having regarded the both of you with an amused twinkle in her eyes. But now that Sarah is out of sight she is quick to stick out her tongue tauntingly in the direction Sarah left, before turning towards you. "Fuck. I can just kiss you", Candy says in a delighted tone of voice. And she does; right on your lips. You are stunned in surprise for a moment, the flavor of nicotine lingering in your mouth as she pulls away. "Thanks for doing this with me. Are you ready to go?", she asks excitedly.

You stare at her wide-eyed. "Yeah, I guess. Well. Not really. No. Where are we going?", you ask, suddenly feeling pretty nervous about this.

"We need to get you dressed up first. I got here early and already picked something out for you", Candy smiles, flicking the butt of her cigarette into the ashtray besides her. "Follow me"

She grabs your hand and leads you through the sliding doors into the studio, heading towards the dressing rooms. "You won't believe the turn-out!", Candy says as you wander the hall, not calming your nerves in the slightest. "Twelve fucking guys signed up! Normally they're lucky to get five!". She reaches an unoccupied dressing room and pulls you inside before closing the door behind you.

You're suddenly surrounded by costumes and clothing-racks inside the cramped dressing room, uncomfortably hunched against a counter in front of a large mirror as you watch Candy point towards a pile of clothes that are already laid out on one of the stools. "Okay, you go ahead and get dressed, I need to slip out for a moment, but I'll be right back!", she instructs.

She is about to turn towards the door, but halts when she notices your nervous expression. She quickly puts her hands on your shoulders, giving you a gentle shake as she looks you in the eyes. Her pupils are green and piercing; dominating even. "Hey. Don't worry. I'll be with you all the way", she says in a somewhat comforting tone of voice. "It gets rough. But I know you can handle a little rough".

You swallow hard and give a slight nod. "Okay. Yeah. How does this usually go?", you ask her while her hands gently slide down your upper arms.

"Well, I heard the director was still looking for a good spot to film", Candy answers. "Apparently too many people signed up and they can't use the room they originally had in mind. But... yes. There will be a lot of fucking".

You give Candy a nervous smile. "I gathered that", you say, realizing you'll just have to go with the flow. "I'll follow your lead, I suppose".

"Great! And oh, before I forget. I have a little something for you", she says with a wicked smile. She places her hand into a small pocket in her short pants, retrieving what looks to be a paper stamp from a tiny metal purse and holding it out to you.

You hold out your hand in turn, carefully taking the fragile item from her and inspecting it up close. From what you can tell it's just a small stamp with a tiny pink heart on it. The heart isn't even centered on the stamp and part of it runs off the edge. "Uh. Thanks?", you say confounded, unsure what you're supposed to do with it.

"Put it under your tongue", Candy winks at you. As if to demonstrate, she briefly sticks out her own tongue at you to show a similar stamp soaking on it, which she seems to swallow afterwards. "It will calm your nerves and make you feel good. It also numbs the pain so you'll enjoy it more".

You blink at Candy, hesitant to do as she tells you. You raise an eyebrow as you hold the stamp to your lips. "But what is it?", you enquire cautiously.

"C'mon girl. Under your tongue", Candy reiterates. "Trust me. If you don't, you'll soon wish you had".

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