What makes you the biggest slut you know?

Sophie smirks “well, the number of people I’ve fucked. I still think that’s the agreed upon criteria.”

You smile back, reach your hand over to brush her wet, stringy hair back from her messy face, and unexpectedly (to her) grab a handful and give it a little tug.

“Don’t get smart with me.” You say.

Sophie’s eyes immediately jut to the ground. “I’m sorry, Sir”

You caress her cheek “it’s okay” you say softly, quite liking the role of gentle but stern fuck master “you’d better start from the beginning.”

“You want to know all the people I’ve shagged?” Sophie’s eyes open wide, as if that’s an impossible task.

“I want to know how you became the biggest slut you know” you clarify, feeling emboldened to demand Sophie’s most private secrets and experiences.

Her smile returns. “I guess it really started on the set of X-Men Apocalypse. I honest-to-god accidentally walked in on something that shocked me. It was Olivia Mann on her knees, licking up Rose Byrne. I hid around the corner spying for a long time. Although there were at least 6 or 7 people standing right there watching, I was too scared to really show my face.

“Eventually I ran back to my trailer and rubbed myself off hard. God, I rubbed myself for days thinking about it.

“During the wrap party I’d had too much wine so I confronted Olivia and she shrugged and said that on every set she always offers her services to anyone who seems game. Of course I was kinda sad that she hadn’t offered them to me. And she said I didn’t seem game. I seemed scared.

“So I was determined to change my reputation. I mean, I became obsessed thinking about what it must be like to be her, and just be a fuck toy like that. So a few months later when Game of Thrones started filing again, I offered my services to a few people.”

Carrie interrupts, “did anyone take you up on it?” clearly feeling a little jaded by not being the center of attention, but also clearly turned on.

“Sure. Lots of people. It’s funny, the guys fucked me but I think they didn’t want to come off as jerks about it. It was the women who really went nuts on me.

“First there was Lena who just wanted to have nonstop fun. I ate her out so much. Really I learned how to eat pussy because of her.

“Then Sibel took me to meet some of her old porn friends and they taught me how to do everything else.”

“What about Emilia?” Carrie asks about an actress she has a sizable crush on.

“Sure” Sophie responds. “But not until much later. I mean, I wasn’t ever on set with her for years. But you should just assume I fucked all of them, and their boyfriends and girlfriends and their mates and their boyfriends and girlfriends.

“But the highlight of that first time around was Natalie. I mean, I think there’s something wrong with her brain. Thats the only reason I don’t think she’s a bigger slut than me, cause I think you have to make a choice to be freak and I don’t think she can help it. She once told me on days she doesn’t fuck, she masturbates at least seven times. Anyway once she got her claws in me, she made me do some shit.”

You’re enjoying these revelations. And clearly Carrie is too. She rubs her thighs with excitement. “Don’t hold out on your master” she insists.

Sophie nods. “I mean, she wanted to see how many men I could literally handle at the same time. I could only do 5 but she could do 7.”

You’re not even sure how that’s possible but Carrie doesn’t seem too shocked by it.

“And then it was just... all the time... every day. Anyone we could find. Eventually she demanded I take her home to meet my boyfriend Joe and watch her suck him off. And then, of course, eventually she introduced me to Reds & Pinks.

You love everything about the story of Sophie’s sluttiness. You feel your cock start to stiffen again.

“Apparently she’d been discovered there.” Sophie said of Natalie. “Some producer was in the audience the same night she was on stage while Nicole Kidman pounded her arse with a horse-sized dildo.

“Anyway I fucking loves it there. I went every time I was in LA. I loved watching the girls get humiliated and rather wished I could be in their place. I mean, back home was fine and all, Joe would make me watch as he fucked his fans, or would make me wear slutty things that exposed me out in public, but it wasn’t the same.

“Then one day I was at Reds & Pinks and I couldn’t believe it, some chubby bitch, who was supposed to be getting humiliated by Bella Thorne totally pulled the rug out from under her, got her to admit having fingered her sister, right there up on stage. You could practically see her cunt take over for her brain. In fact, I think she still takes orders from that sadistic chubby bitch. Certainly seems like it.

“But once I knew that could happen I asked, begged, the house manager to call me up if ever I was in town and there was a mark on stage who looked like trouble. And that’s what happened yesterday.”

Huh, you think, so this whole thing was manipulated by her as much as it was by Carrie. She wanted this to happen too.

You’d say you can’t believe it, but you can believe just about anything right now. You can believe everything you’ve just heard.

And you can believe that upon seeing your prick grow, Sophie would crawl over and look you in the eyes, eager for permission to delve in.

Which you’re happy to give. But all the while, one question lingers in your mind