7...8...Gonna masturbate

Rebecca looked at the script in her hands, and was confused. It was no longer the fantasy epic that she had arrived to audition for. It seemed to be much more...explicit. before she could think, Freda began the scene.

"My Lady, your clothes must be laundered! The Prince will be here, and you can not be seen in such a soiled state!" The blond bombshell lamented.

"Oh... you're right. Help me remove my garments at once!" Rebecca tried to say with conviction.

It was as if lion had found its prey as Freda grabbed hold of Rebecca's top and yanked it upward and off. As the redhead used her hands to clear her hair from her face, she felt her bra come undone. As she went to grab it, her arms were pulled through the straps, and her hands contacted bare flesh, the bra now discarded with her shirt onto the floor.

"My Lady, you must stand! I can not remove you soiled garment while you're on your throne." Freda exclaimed.

Rebecca looked to the 4 people watching intently, and realized her career likely depended on what she did next. So, she stood up, and felt her shorts and panties hit her ankles. She moved an arm over her breasts and stuck her free hand on her crotch, and was surprised at how hard her nipples were poking her arm.

"Oh! We must draw you a bath, my Lady! You must smell fresh for the prince!" Fred said, using her hands to mimic pouring water into a basin and grabbing Rebecca's shirt.

Freda pushed Rebecca's back onto the chair and began "washing" her using her own shirt. Rebecca had to uncover herself to sell the fact she was in a bathtub being washed in private. As Freda moved the shirt of Rebecca's breasts, she was very gentle, and surreptitiously flicked her nipples, causing the naked redhead to moan involuntarily.

"You sound very relaxed, my Lady. Just sit back and let me...finish you." Freda said, as her hands made their way lower, past her belly, and between her legs.

Rebecca gasped at the touch, but didnt dare break character as she felt the blonde rub and pinch her nether lips as they became slick with her wetness. Rebecca could only moan and breathe heavily as Freda inserted her fingers inside the dripping wet chasm. Rebecca began to rub her breasts in earnest, feeling her orgasm approach.

"Oh yes, you are enjoying your bath, aren't you?" Freda asked.

Rebecca could only moan in response as she felt the heat rise between her legs.

"And...done!" Freda announced as she withdrew her hands.

Freda stopped just short of letting Rebecca achieve orgasm, which frustrated her to no end. She no longer paid any attention to the other four people (or their camera) in the room, and instead replaced Freda's fingers with her own. She was so close! She sat with her eyes closed, pumping her fingers inside her with on hand as the other flicked and rubbed her engorged clit. It only took another minute before her body erupted in a grandiose orgasm, complete with an erotic scream and gushing fluids rolling down her inner thighs.

"My lady! You've gone and gotten dirty while you tried to get clean!" Freda exclaimed.

Rebecca couldn't move or speak. She was too spent, and felt herself drift off to sleep...