Rising Star: Casting a Web Series the Hard Way
Korben Hunter
Rising Star
Casting The Web Series
© Korben Hunter 2021
Disclaimer
All characters, situations, events, places, activities and artefacts in this story are fictional. Sumer is a fictional character, his world is fictional, the college he studies in is a figment of my imagination, the people he interacts with are fictional. This is a story written purely for entertainment and all the elements in this are fictional, created for the purpose of making the story interesting and enjoyable. Any similarity to any person, living or dead, shall be considered a coincidence for which the author and the publisher shall not be responsible.
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Please be advised that this is a very adult story, what would be called X-rated in the US content rating system and XXX by the internet rating. There are a lot of sexual situations and graphic descriptions of sexual acts between men and women contained in this story.
This story includes a lot of sexual language including many hard core terms. This is a story written for entertainment and the situations as well as the actions performed by the characters are not real nor is it advised to follow their example in real life. The story includes many examples of polygamy, polyandry, cheating, cuckolding and some elements of BDSM. This is a story from fantasy and is not meant to be followed in real life.
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Table of Contents
Series Info
Chapter 1 – Tara Sutaria Auditions for leading lady
Chapter 2 - Kiara auditions for the web series
Chapter 3 – Rakul is late for audition
Chapter 4 – Kareena Wants to Supervise Sumer
Chapter 5 – Ravi Needs a Favour
Chapter 6 - Rakul’s overnight audition
Chapter 7 – The Director is Boss
Chapter 8 – Rashmika’s Job Interview
Chapter 9 - Kajal Agarwal Gets Interviewed
Chapter 10 – Location Scouting with Kajal Agarwal
Chapter 11 – Sumer Negotiates for the Location
Chapter 12 – Rashmika is trouble
Chapter 13 – Ethics review meeting with Shweta Tiwari
Chapter 14 – Shweta Breaks Pooja
Chapter 15– Kajal Learns a Lesson in Obedience
Chapter 16 – Workshop With Kareena
Chapter 17 – Saif Finds Out
Chapter 18 –Kareena’s Punishment
Chapter 19 – Pooja’s Offer for Sumer
Chapter 20 – Kajal Breaks Neha Sharma
Chapter 21 – Sara Meets Sumer
Chapter 22 – Sara Needs A Project
Chapter 23 – Cooking With Sumer
Chapter 24 – Kareena Gives Saif a Talk
Chapter 25 – Dinner with Kareena and Sara
Chapter 26 - Sumer’s Night with Kareena
Chapter 27 – Sumer Makes the Law
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Series Info
This is one of those stories that just happened. I started it as a casual story in my Reddit group, giving people options of which girls and which events they wanted to see in it. However, as the story progressed I started liking it a lot more than a casual story and gave it the attention that it deserved. It had a good premise and a lot of potential for more interesting events to take place. By the time it reached 100 pages I knew it was a story worthy of being a book series. I hope that you would agree with me when you read it.
I have re-written parts of it that were casually written and added details in many places that a casual story doesn’t need but a book series would have.
Chapter 1 – Tara Sutaria Auditions for leading lady
“May I come in, Sir?” The girl said from the door.
It’s a bit unfair to call her a girl, she was a gorgeous angel and her classmates did treat her like a goddess. She had a fair complexion that made her immediately popular in India where fairness is worshipped. Her features were soft and delicate, beautiful plump lips, big innocent eyes and high cheekbones that spoke of her distinguished ancestry. Her dark hair was coloured with golden brown highlights right now but she changed it often. All in all she was filmstar material and she thought so, too. That’s why she was here.
She was wearing a simple white shirt tied just below her breasts. It was open at the neck and showed her skimpy black tube top. Her skirt was a form-fitting black cotton micromini that covered her ass but stopped two inches below her ass, leaving her long, shapely legs bare to be admired. She was wearing 6” stilettos which added to the effect of long, endless legs.
The man behind the desk looked up. His eyes showed his interest clearly as he checked her out slowly, from head to toe and then went back for a return journey. She looked delicious and his eyes said that he was intrigued.
“Yes, please come in.” He said.
“Hi Sir, I am, Tara, Tara Sutaria.” The angel said “I saw your ad on the uni’s website. You are making a web series, you said?”
She looked around. The room was not very impressive as a studio, but then it was not really a studio, it was an old office, left by a professor who had moved into a bigger and better one across the campus. No other professor had accepted it as an office even on a temporary basis after that. There was a desk with an old executive chair and two visitor chairs. In another corner there were two old sofa’s one three-seater long sofa, and one sofa chair. An old glass coffee table with multiple cup stains on it was doing an insufficient job of marking the corner as a conference area.
But Tara was not discouraged. She thought it had charm and promise. To her the main attraction of the room was the camera standing on a tripod near the coffee table with a light on each side. The camera was a small DSLR and the lights were small portable LED lights, but still they lent the room an air of a film shoot. Add to that the mature men sitting behind the desk with the look of intelligence and creativity about him and you had a perfect setup for an audition where girls would do their best to impress the director.
“Hi Tara, nice to meet you. Come, take a seat.” He said “I am Sumer Malhotra. I am a mature student as you can probably see. I am doing M.Sc. in Film and TV Production. I gave the ad for the project I am making for my third year final dissertation project.”
“That’s wonderful, Sir.” Tara said “I am so excited. I always wanted to be an actress. I am a student of B.A. Drama here. This is my first year. I would love to be a part of your project. I mean, if you find me suitable.”
“I am not sure about that, Tara, but that’s why we do auditions, isn’t it?” Sumer smiled “Let’s try and find out if you would fit the project. Did you read the treatment I emailed you?”
“Yes, Sir. But I am still a bit confused, is it a documentary or is it a story?” Tara asked.
“To tell you the truth, I wanted to make this as a documentary but I would not get ethics approval for that because of the subject matter, so I wrote a script to fictionalise it. That way I can cover my subject and still tell the story that I want to tell.”
“Oh, that is clever.” Tara smiled.
Sumer liked her. She was not only smoking hot, but also young and easygoing. He thought about how to treat her.
“Well, I had to be clever because you know my subject matter is the life of prostitutes in Bombay.” Sumer said.
Tara nodded “Yes, Sir. You said in your ad to dress for the role you want, that’s why I am dressed like a whore. Do you like it?”
Sumer got up from his chair “Come, let’s sit on the sofa and talk a bit more about the project and your role in it.”
He led Tara to the conference area “Your dress up is nice. We can fine tune it but I like that you have made an effort.”
Tara beamed.
Sumer said “Panties should not be a part of a whore’s dress-up, I am sure you know that?”
“I am not wearing panties, Sir.” Tara said quickly “I don’t even wear panties in my personal life.”
“That’s good.” Sumer said, nodding his approval “You are a smart girl, you can understand that the main female characters are whores including the female lead. So, I am only looking to cast girls who are experienced and skilled in sex. Also, a liberal attitude towards sex is crucial otherwise I will have a big hassle when directing.”
“I can totally understand that, Sir.” Tara said “You can’t play the role of a whore if you are too much of a good girl. That’s no problem with me, Sir. I love sex.”
“You are quite young, so I was actually wondering if you were a virgin or have you been fucked?” Sumer said boldly, looking into her eyes.
“Virgin? Me, sir?” Tara giggled “I am 20, Sir. And my girlfriends call me a slut because I get nailed so much.”
“Do you think you are skilled in sex? 20 is quite young, you know.”
“Sir, I think I am really good, but I am also very eager to learn.” Tara looked back at him frankly “You are a mature man as you said, I am sure you can teach me a lot. I would love to learn, that would be a side benefit of me working in this project.”
“Ok, that’s fair enough. We all need to learn and I am happy to teach you and mould you as I need.”
Tara nodded “That would be amazing, Sir. I would like to leave myself in your hands to mould as you like.”
Sumer got up “Tara, I am going to explore you fully in this audition. Are you comfortable for me to keep the camera on while I check you out? I should warn you I am going to test you thoroughly.”
“As I said, Sir, I am in your hands, my body is yours to explore.” She took his hand and stood next to him.
He went behind the camera, turned it on and made some adjustments, then he turned the lights on and made some more adjustments.
“Well, the good thing is, Tara, that you look beautiful on camera as well, so that’s a plus to start with.” He commented looking at her through the camera viewfinder.
“Oh, thank you, Sir.” Tara beamed.
He came back to her and kept her facing the camera as he stood in front of her.
“I want to see your natural expressions and reactions, so don’t try to act, simply react to whatever I am doing to you, ok?”
She nodded “Yes, Sir.”
He reached out and slowly untied her shirt knot. Then he pushed it over her shoulders and took it off. She worked with him and helped him. He dropped her shirt on the sofa chair and stepped closer to her. She looked up in his eyes.
“That’s a beautiful, tight body, Tara.” Sumer ran the back of his fingers across her soft cheek.
She moaned softly “Thank you, Sir.”
“Do you get fucked a lot?” He brought his hand lower and caressed her bare shoulders.
“Yes, Sir.” Tara nodded “I date a lot.”
“And date means…?” Sumer let his hands caress down her smooth, bare chest but deliberately did not touch her breasts. She pushed her chest up.
“It means some lucky bastard is going to bang me that night, Sir.” Tara smiled.
Sumer caressed her midriff and stepped behind her while he let his hands caress her toned belly. Tara was squirming slightly as her young body was getting excited. Sumer brushed her hair from her neck and kissed at the slope of her neck.
“Do they fuck you all night?”
Tara said “I would like them to, Sir. But very few have that kind of stamina.”
He pulled up her tube top, casually taking it off. Her tits came out big and proud. They didn’t need a bra. He dropped the tube top on top of the shirt and let his hands linger on her body, both above and below her tits but still didn’t touch her tits. She pushed her chest up to try and get him to grab her tits.
“Maybe I will call you to my place for the second round and drill you all night.” He said casually as he kissed the back of her neck.
Tara moaned “Mmmm, that would be wonderful, Sir. I really love older men, you know.”
He brought his hands up along her belly and just barely brushed the bottom of her tits. She moaned.
“Can you be a good whore for an older man, Tara?” He whispered in her ear.
“Mmmhmmm, I can be a really good whore for you, Sir.” She was now fidgeting, shifting her weight from foot to foot.
Sumer found the zipper in the side of her skirt and pulled it down. The skirt loosened around her hips. Sumer let his fingers play on her body as he loosened her skirt more, little by little. Tara was breathing heavily and eagerly waiting for him to remove her skirt completely. As soon as it slid down over her thighs and fell around her ankles, Tara stepped out of it. As she had said, she was not wearing any panties. Sumer picked up her skirt and put it with her other clothes. He stood three feet away in front of her.
“Let’s say, Tara, you are one of the whores, presented to me. I need to choose one to fuck tonight.” Sumer said “Hold your hands behind your back and present yourself for inspection like a whore.”
Tara followed his instructions. She held her hands behind her ass and turned her chin up, pushing her chest forward.
“Good, but spread your legs also.” Sumer said. She obeyed.
“Hmm,” Sumer pretended to look to her left and right, like examining a whole line of whores then pointed to her “You!”
She stepped forward. Sumer took her full, firm tits in his hands, and weighed them in his hands.
“Quite a nice body you have, Tara.” He said.
“Thank you, Sir.”
He lifted his hand and slapped her breast, making it bounce.
“Ah!” Tara yelped but stayed in place.
“Whores get used hard, Tara.” Sumer said and hit her right breast this time. Tara yelped again. “Can you handle that, honey?” He asked.
“Yes, Sir.” Tara said breathlessly “That just made so wet. Please do it again.”
But he didn’t. He let her erect nipples stay waiting for more and lowered his hand between her legs.
“I like that you keep it shaved,” he rubbed her pussy casually “it looks nice and tight. Very sexy.”
Tara beamed “Thank you, Sir. I keep it smooth, I feel it makes me feel more slutty.”
“Are you a little slut, Tara?”
She nodded “Oh, yes, Sir. You can call me whore also. I love dirty names.”
He continued rubbing her soft, warm pussy and she pressed it into his hand.
“But it’s not really a dirty name, if you are going to be your director’s whore, Tara.”
“It still excites me, Sir.” Tara was squirming and pressing herself closer to him.
“Actresses are usually their director’s whore, you know that, right?”
“Of course, Sir. This is show business. I expect that I will be fucked in every audition.”
“Good. I like an intelligent girl.” He squeezed her pussy in his big hand and she let out a long, satisfied moan.
“Would you please fuck me now, Sir?” She said “We can talk more later, but I would really like your dick in me.”
“Are you really hungry for cock now, Tara?”
“Mmmmm, yes, Sir. This is not acting, it’s just me. I told you I am a little whore.” She breathed “Please, Sir.”
She reached out and cupped his dick that was hard and outlined in his pants “God, it feels so huge, Sir. Please may I have it in me, Sir?”
“Are you sure you can handle it in you, honey?”
Tara shook her head “I know it will rip me apart, Sir, but I still want it. Maybe you can start training me with it now. Make me your whore, Sir, please.”
Sumer said “What’s your favourite position to be fucked in?”
“Oh, definitely doggy style, Sir.”
He nodded and pointed to the sofa “Why don’t you assume that position while I adjust the camera?”
“Yes, Sir.” Tara complied without hesitation. She got on the sofa on all fours.
Sumer adjusted the camera and lowered it so it was covering the sofa including Tara’s face from the side. He got on the sofa behind her and opened his pants.
“Tara, I am going to fuck you now, and I want you to try and impress me.” He rubbed his hard, hot cock between her legs “Give it your best. Don’t just let me pound you, but be active and show me what a skilled whore you are.”
“Yes, Sir.” Tara said “Mmmm, I am sure you will like fucking me, Sir. Oh, that feels so big, Sir.”
“It is a big cock, Tara, and it will hurt going in you. Are you sure you are ready for it?”
“Yes, Sir. Hurt me!” Tara said “Break me like your own whore.”
He grabbed her hips and pushed his cockhead into her tight pussy with a hard thrust.
She yelped “Ah, mumma.”
Her pussy was very tight and his cockhead was held tightly by her small hole. He caressed her smooth, bare back “Are you ok, baby?”
Tara moaned “Mmmm, yes, Sir. Just never had such a big cock in me. Please start slow.”
He continued to rub her smooth, warm body with both hands “I will start slow, honey but then I have to fuck you hard like a whore. Are you ready to be my whore?”
“Mmmm, yes, Sir. I am so ready. Please make me your whore.” Tara moaned.
Slowly rolling his hips he started fucking her tight pussy, making her moan with each movement. Then he grabbed her hips and started to use in and out strokes to fuck her young, tight pussy deeper and harder. Tara’s moans turned into yelps as the big cock started to stretch her tight pussy to the limit.
Once he was halfway in her, Sumer bent over her and fondled her breasts “Who is my good little whore, Tara?”
Tara moaned with pleasure “I am your whore, Sir. Please fuck me!”
He pinched her nipples “Are you ready to be fucked like a whore?”
“Yes, Sir.” She replied quickly “Please fuck me like a whore.”
As his strokes got longer and deeper, Tara started to scream with each thrust. Her body rocked back and forth with his movements. Her moans adopted the same rhythm as his strokes. She came with a loud scream as he jammed his long, massive beast deep in her hungry cunt.
“Oh god, yes! Please fuck me, Sir.” She whimpered as she came so hard on his cock “Fuck me hard, Sir. Make me your whore, Sir. Please, ah!”
He started to nail her hard. Her orgasm covered any pain and he used it to drill her harder, jamming his massive, thick cock deep into her young body. She pushed back to take him deeper into her cunt, helping him penetrate her deeper with each push.
“Who’s my dirty little whore, Tara?” He asked as he spanked her tight, firm ass.
“I am your whore, Sir. Ah. Your dirty little whore, Sir.” She moaned and yelped as he fucked her cunt deeper and harder while spanking her ass with his heavy, calloused hand.
“Oh mumma!” she cried out as her pussy erupted again, soaking his thick beast of a cock with her cunt juices while she pushed back, fucking herself on his long, hard pole like crazy.
He bent over her and held her tits in his hands. He kneaded them hard as he whispered in her ear “Now, I am really going to pound you like a whore, Tara.”
“Yes, Sir.” Tara pants and pushed back, mindful of the fact that he was not yet fully inside her.
As he speeded up his strokes, he kept her tits in his hands, using them as handles to pull her body back when he slammed forward into her. Tara screamed as he drilled her like a bitch but stayed in his grip and surrendered to his hard use.
“God!” She cried out as his cockhead hit her cervix and the pain from the brutal penetration flooded her young, slender body. He continued to pound her and Tara came even harder than her last orgasm. She closed her eyes and lowered her head as the savage orgasm rushed through her body completely ripping her apart from the inside.
He kept fucking her with long, forceful thrusts, his massive cock pounding her young body, fucking her into submission. Tara gave it her best shot, she pushed back and encouraged him to fuck her like a whore when his cock was stretching her tight pussy so wide like it had never been used before.
Sumer was loving her young, tight body and her submissive attitude. He was crushing her soft, firm tits in his hands and instead of stopping him she was simply surrendering her body for his use. As he felt his balls get tighter, he increased the force of his thrusts, making her scream louder.
“Mmmm, god, that’s hot!” She cried out as his cock exploded in her cunt and pumped his hot seed into your young womb. She felt her body get hotter as his strokes continued hard and deep. Then she yelped again when her pussy erupted in another hot orgasm. He fucked her hard as her body thrashed under him in the grips of that hard orgasm. Then gradually he let his strokes become slower and less forceful.
“God, you really know how to make a girl your whore, Sir.” Tara panted.
“Do you like to eat cum, Tara?” He said as he slowly pulled his cock out of her pussy.
“I love it, Sir.” Tara said. She knelt on the floor and sucked his cock clean. She smiled up at him as she ate his cum, swallowing his load happily “Your cum is delicious, Sir.”
He stroked her head. She continued to suck his cock even after she had taken every last drop of his cum. She was an expert in sucking cock though she struggled a bit with his size. But then she took it deep in her mouth and sucked it hungrily like she was nothing but a cocksucking whore. His cock became hard again in no time at all.
This time he had her straddle him and ride his cock. Tara took his cock in her as she knelt with one knee on either side of him. His thick cock still hurt in her pussy and she went slowly, gingerly lowering herself on his lap.
“You need to take it in like a good whore, Tara.” He told her.
“Mmmm, yes, Sir.” She nodded “It’s just so big, Sir.”
He kneaded her soft tits, crushing the soft, pliable mounds in his hands.
“God, that feels so good.” Tara breathed as his calloused hands mauled her soft, warm tits, making her hotter and wetter. Her pussy slid lower on his cock and she yelped as his cock claimed fresh territory inside her.
Sumer put his arms around her and started fucking her up and down, bouncing her on his lap. Tara yelped and screamed but then started to fuck herself deeper on his cock as her body got incredibly hot from having his massive cock throb inside her. Sumer spanked her tight, bare ass as he fucked her cunt. Tara moaned each time his heavy hand landed on her firm, smooth ass. She was very tight and well-toned. He was enjoying fucking her.
It didn’t take long for Tara to cum on his cock. He lowered his head and sucked her tits as she soaked his cock with her cum. The hot sensations generating in her tits made Tara’s orgasm hotter and longer.
Tara surrendered her young, delicate body in his arms and Sumer fucked her hard and deep, using her like a fucktoy, making her his whore with each thrust. Tara came again within a minute. She lowered her head on his shoulder and moaned in his ear as her body tried to survive the hot thunderstorm that was her orgasm.
“Oh god. Oh god!” She kept repeating in his ear.
Sumer used her orgasms to penetrate her deeper and use her young, delicate body harder as the orgasms neutralised any pain. Tara was now skewered fully deep on his cock and she could feel his cockhead hitting her cervix every time she lowered her ass on his lap. But she continued to bounce on his cock, showing him that she was his willing, eager whore.
He grabbed her hair and jerk her head up. She moaned but stayed in his grip. He pressed his mouth on her breast and sucked hard, his tongue flicking her erect nipple as his teeth grazed on her soft, firm mound. He kept her in his grip as he sucked her tits one by one. Then his teeth dug into her soft breast as his cock exploded inside her. The combination of all the sensations he was causing inside her culminating in the addition of his hot cum flooding her womb made Tara’s body explode again. She came on his cock and rode him hard as he pumped his load into her.
“Mmmm, god, that was amazing, Sir.” Tara breathed when she was finally able to speak “I would really, really like to be your whore, Sir.”
Sumer let her off his lap and she knelt down again. She licked his cock clean and smiled as she ate all his cum.
“What did you think, Sir?” Tara asked after she finished licking him clean.
He took her arm and pulled her up on the sofa. He got up and turned the camera and lights off.
“Oh, I forgot about the camera.” Tara giggled “That was such a fun audition.”
Sumer came and sat next to her “Tara, I can see that you love sex, and you are a beautiful girl. You will look great on camera.” Sumer took a pause then continued “But your whore skills need some work.”
“Sorry, Sir, I have never had such a big dick in me. I really enjoyed it.” Tara said “I feel you can teach me a lot, Sir.”
“Yes, yes, I can see that you want to learn, and you are a lovely girl. I would love to use you in my project but I will need to train you first.”
“Please, Sir. At least give me a chance.” Tara pleaded “I will do anything. I want to be that good whore for you. I will put in extra hours to learn. If you fucked me everyday I would learn fast, won’t I? Or I could come to your room and you could fuck me the whole weekend. Like an intense workshop, Sir. Please, I really want to be an actress.”
“Let me think.” Sumer said “You can get dressed while I am thinking.”
“Yes, Sir.” Tara picked up her clothes and started to put them on.
“Tara, I do quite like you. Let’s do this way...” Sumer said “I will start training you, but I will keep auditioning other girls as well. I will definitely take you in my web series, but what role you get will depend on how you are doing after training. Is that fair?”
She beamed “Yes, Sir. That’s more than fair. Thank you so much, Sir. When should I come for round 2 of my training?”
“I will call you, darling.” Sumer said “I will probably have you come to my place for an all night training session.”
“Anywhere you want, Sir.” Tara got up “I am looking forward to becoming a good whore for you.”
“Good. I am looking forward to taking you under my control and making you my whore.” He smiled.
“I will wait for your call, Sir.”
He smiled and held the door for her “See you soon, Tara.”
Chapter 2 - Kiara auditions for the web series
Sumer was busy with production planning on his computer when his phone beeped. He looked at it. There was a text message.
“I am looking for your office.” – Kiara.
He replied with directions. It was not hard to find if you knew which landmarks to look for. She arrived in a few minutes.
“Thank you for sending the directions,” She said, walking in “oh hi, I am Kiara Advani. I applied for your casting call.”
Sumer had to try very hard to not stare at her. This girl was even more gorgeous than Tara. She had a beautiful, shapely body with curves like an artist had drawn them. She was wearing a tiny yellow tank top with noodle straps. Her skirt was a tight black micro mini that didn’t cover her legs and just barely covered her ass. She was wearing 8” high black stiletto heels that had 3” platforms.
“You said to dress like a whore,” Kiara said as she caught him staring “is this suitable?”
Getting a grip on himself with a conscious effort, Sumer said “This is perfect. I was just admiring how well you have matched the character.”
“I think I have a lot things in common with the character.” Kiara flashed her beautiful smile.
“Wonderful! Come, sit.” He led her to the sofa directly and introduced himself and the project as they sat.
Kiara sat in the sofa chair and crossed her legs. With that short skirt riding up, she looked almost naked from the waist down. Her tight, skimpy tank top was showing a nice amount of cleavage and Sumer licked his lips without thinking about it.
“So, you were saying you have a lot in common with the character?” Sumer prompted.
“Yes, well, you can see I like to dress sexy.” Kiara pointed to herself “And I love sex. My boyfriend says I am a total whore in bed.” She giggled.
“That’s good, but will your boyfriend mind you becoming my whore, I mean, my main character is a whore, as you know?” Sumer said.
“Do you have to tell him?” Kiara bit her bottom lip “I mean….as an actress, I am completely in your hands, do we have to tell him all that you do to me?”
Sumer could feel his dick getting hard in his pants “Well, you have a point. Hey, he is right, you are a total whore.”
Kiara giggled “So, how would you like to test me?”
“I think you know the way I would test a whore, don’t you?”
She looked in his eyes and nodded slowly, then bit her lip again.
“Get naked, Kiara.” Sumer said “Let’s test if you will be a good whore for me and my project.”
“Oh totally, Sir.” She got up and quickly took off her skimpy outfit “Do you want the shoes on or off, Sir?”
“Whores get fucked with their shoes on.” Sumer said.
Kiara nodded “It’s so good to meet a real man. My boyfriend can be so gentle, it’s frustrating sometimes.”
Sumer got up and took his pants off. Kiara lay down on the sofa. She looked dynamite without clothes.
“Oh, please take off your shirt, too.” She said “I want to feel your chest on my tits.”
He smiled and took off his shirt. She opened her arms and legs. He mounted her.
“God, that is a wonderful cock.” She said taking his hard, thick shaft in her hand “My boyfriend’s dick is much smaller, like my finger.”
She guided his cockhead to her pussy hole and said “Don’t worry about hurting me. I like the pain.”
“Ah, mar gayi!” She screamed as he pushed the first two inches of his massive cock into her cunt with his first thrust and it stretched her tight pussy painfully wide.
He stopped. She grabbed his ass and said “No, no, keep going. I told you I like the pain.” He moved his hips again and pushed another couple of inches in. Kiara arched her back like a wounded gazelle and screamed again.
“You are a great director.” She whispered as she squeezed him in her arms “I want to work under you. Please make me your whore.”
Sumer started to fuck her in and out using long, smooth strokes. He kissed her neck and said “You seem like a good whore, Kiara, but this is just the first round.”
Kiara moved her ass up, fucking herself on his hard, throbbing rod. “Mmmmm yes, baby. Call me for as many rounds as you want. I will come. Aur har baar doongi. Ah mumma…jaise chahe chodna mujhe.”
[I will spread for you every time. You can fuck me as you like.]
He was getting hotter with her talk as well as her tight, stunning body. His strokes became harder and that made her moan louder. She squeezed herself tight against him and dug her teeth into his neck as she came hard on his cock. He kept fucking her with long, hard strokes, slamming her ass into the sofa. He could feel her pussy clenching and pulsing around his shaft. He was crushing her soft, full tits with his chest and she was loving that.
She was a smoking hot girl and he was fucking her in their first meeting. The hot feeling that he was banging her like a whore even though she had a boyfriend made him so excited that he speeded up his strokes and fucked her brutally hard until his cock exploded in her cunt. She whimpered in his ear as she felt his cock pump his hot load into her womb. He continued to drill her hard as he came inside her.
“Oh yes, baby, dump your load in me,” Kiara whispered in his ear “use me like your cumdump. You are the director, I am your actress, your whore. Use me, baby, mark me as you whore.”
Then excited by her own dirty talk, Kiara screamed and came again. He was still pumping her tight, hot cunt as she soaked his meaty shaft with her cunt juices. She whimpered again and again her as her body jerked under him.
Finally, he pulled out of her and told her “Whores love to eat cum, Kiara, do you?”
“Of course, baby. Are you kidding? I love cum!” She got on her knees and licked his messy, cum-soaked cock as he sat on the sofa.
“Mmmm, you are delicious, baby.” She smiled at him as she ate his cum like she was having ice cream.
“Fuck, you are a hot whore!” He said. She grinned and swallowed his cum.
Even after his cock was clean, she didn’t stop sucking it. She seemed to know how to tease it back into hardness and pretty soon it was filling her mouth again, hard like a wooden stick.
“Ab kahan lenge, Sir?” Kiara looked up at him.
[Where do you want to fuck me now?]
He took her arm and pulled her up.
“Ghodi ban ja.” He told her.
[Bend over.]
Kiara put her hands on the coffee table and bent over.
Sumer slapped her tight, bare ass, making a loud noise in the small office “Spread, whore!”
“Mmmmmm, god, I love it, please spank me!” Kiara spread open her legs.
He slapped her ass again, Kiara moaned. Sumer took her hips in his grip and pushed his cock into her tight cunt, sinking it almost halfway deep in a single thrust.
“Ah mumma!” Kiara screamed as his shaft stretched her tight pussy and stuffed her so deep that her breath got knocked out of her lungs.
Sumer started fucking her with long, smooth strokes but pushing a little harder each time to penetrate her deeper. Kiara held on to the coffee table and took his hard strokes with moans and grunts. Her young, slim body was at his mercy and she could feel it exciting her to the extreme. He reached down and grabbed her tits. Kiara whimpered as she felt his calloused fingers kneading her soft, warm mounds, causing her nipples to burn with desire. Sumer lifted his hand and spanked her ass, making it sting where his heavy, rough hand landed on her smooth, milky white ass.
Kiara came hard as his hand added to the sensations that his cock was causing and her body went into overdrive. Sumer grabbed her tits again, he slapped them and kneaded them, making Kiara cry out helplessly. Her pussy was responding to his abuse by pumping out more juices and soaking his hard, throbbing shaft. He drilled her hard like she was made to be his bitch and Kiara pushed back showing him that she was willing to be his whore in any way he wanted.
He lifted her up, grabbing her tits in both hands and held her in front of him as he fucked her from behind. Kiara put one high-heeled foot on the coffee table, opening her legs for him. Sumer jammed his cock even deeper into her cunt and she screamed as his cockhead slammed into her cervix. Her electrifying orgasm was carrying on long and hard, nullifying any pain but she could feel the pressure of his cockhead pounding her cervix. Kiara was moaning and screaming, using words that no good girl should ever know.
“Please chodo mujhe randi ki tarah, Sir.” She whispered to him as she leaned her head back “Aapki randi banne aayi hoon main. Mujhe barbaad kar do, apni randi bana kar rakh lo mujhe.”
[Please fuck me like a whore. I have come to become your whore. Destroy me, keep me as your whore.]
Sumer slapped her ass and pulled her hair, holding her head up, his breath warming her neck as he whispered in her ear “Meri randi banna hai tujhe?”
[You want to be my whore?]
“Haan, Sir. Ah, please, Sir. Apni randi bana lo mujhe.” Kiara whimpered “Mujhe aur kuchh nahin chahiye. Bas aapki kutiya banna hai.”
[Yes, Sir. I want to be your whore. I don’t want anything else. I just want to be your bitch.]
“Okay, I will make you my bitch.” Sumer sucked and bit her neck “But I will use you like a bitch.”
“Mmm, yes, Sir, yes. Fuck me like a bitch. Ah, yes. God, I love your cock so much!”
She came on his cock again and he pounded her young, tight cunt like a monster, showing no mercy on her delicate, soft body, simply using and abusing her like she was nothing more than fuckmeat.
“Oh, God, I love you, Sir!” Kiara screamed as her pussy pumped out her hot juices and her body vibrated all the way through to her toes.
As Sumer got hotter with her words and her gorgeous body wrapped around his cock, he pusher her down again and bent her over the coffee table. He grabbed her hips and fucked her hard and fast until his cock erupted so hard in her cunt that Kiara cried out with his heat setting her whole body afire.
“Mar gayi, ah Sir!” Kiara yelped and kept pushing back, accepting his cock’s authority over her pussy and the rest of her body. He pumped his hot cum into her womb, marking her as his bitch. Kiara welcomed his brand on her womb with soft moans and submissive movements of her body.
Sumer held her there while he dumped his hot load into her body then pulled out slowly. Kiara went down to her knees quickly. Sumer sat down on the sofa and let her clean his cock with her tongue. Kiara smiled at him as she licked his cock, eating his cum happily.
After she finished cleaning him up, she looked at him before tucking his cock back into his pants. He nodded. She tucked his cock in and closed his pants.
“You may also dress, Kiara.” He said.
“Thank you, Sir. What now, Sir?” Kiara said as she got up and put her clothes back on “I can come tomorrow same time for round two. Or have you made up your mind yet?”
“I will call you for the second round.” Sumer said “You passed the first round and I am quite interested in you. How do you feel about becoming your director’s whore.”
“Like a hungry girl getting food, Sir..” Kiara smiled “I was ready to be my director’s whore when I came in. Now, I am ready to beg for it. I would love nothing better than for your cock to own me, Sir.”
“Good, let’s work on that.” Sumer said “I may need to train you in some things but I think you are good whore material.”
“Thank you so much, Sir.” Kiara smiled “I am very much willing to learn anything you want to teach me.”
Sumer talked to her for a few more minutes to learn more about her. Finally he let her go after promising that he will call her.
Chapter 3 – Rakul is late for audition
Sumer was just locking up his little audition studio when a girl caught up with him.
“Hi, I am sorry, am I too late?” She asked “Oh, hi, I am Rakul Preet Singh. I was coming to audition for the web series but I got late.”
“Yes, I was just going for lunch break.” Sumer said.
He looked at her carefully. She was smoking hot. She had a beautiful face with a well-defined jaw line. Her body was slender and tight. She was wearing a short blue dress that fit her body tightly. It had a very deep-cut neck showing her milky white tits. Two noodle straps were going over her shoulders and crossing once in the middle of her back before joining the bottom part. Her back was fully bare except for the thin straps. The dress was tight around her shapely, firm ass and just barely covered her mid-thighs. She was wearing 8” high heels that made her long, bare legs look even longer and pushed her ass back in a very sexy way. There were no pantylines in the tight, thin dress. He was afraid he might start drooling.
“Oh. Should I wait here or come back later?” Rakul asked and before he could reply she added “Or I can come with you if you don’t have a date for lunch?”
“Sure, come.” He said. She beamed.
They went to the university cafeteria. Rakul said “There is a line at the counter. Why don’t you take a seat, there is a nice table there in the corner? I will bring you what you need.”
“Ok.” He said and told her what he wanted. He watched her walk away and licked his lips. That ass was so tight and fuckable. Then he went to the table in the corner.
It took her only ten minutes to bring the food. She placed the tray on the table and sat next to him.
“You didn’t bring anything for yourself?” He asked.
“I will eat whatever you feed me.” She said with a sweet smile “You are director, I am actress, remember?”
“Oh.” He didn’t know what to make of that but she pointed to the carton of juice on the tray.
“I will have the juice. I don’t like to eat heavily before a big audition.”
“Hmmm, I see.”
As he started eating, she stayed close to him attentive like a slave serving her king.
“So, have you done many auditions today?” Rakul asked.
“Only two, I only called the most promising candidates.” He said.
Rakul nodded “Makes sense, your time is precious. Do you have a sofa in your office, or do you audition on the desk?”
“There is a sofa set. It’s a small office.”
“Yes, you really need a bed for this kind of subject, but I know uni doesn’t give any budget.”
He nodded “I will see if I can get a bed for the rehearsals.”
“Yes, sorry, I don’t mean to sound like a high-maintenance actress.” Rakul smiled “Sofa is perfectly good for audition and if there’s no bed or stage for rehearsals there is nothing wrong with using your own. I would happily come to your room and do rehearsals on your bed. I mean, if you choose me as your actress.”
Sumer let his eyes roam over her body “I might actually have to use my own bed until I can arrange a stage with bed.”
Rakul nodded “By the way, how did you like my dress? I know it’s not very whore-like but I have ordered two dress, more revealing ones, if you call me for round 2, I promise I will come in a much shorter dress.”
“It’s a nice dress.” Sumer said.
“Thank you, and,” Rakul turned towards him and opened her legs “no bra or panties. Full access just like a director needs.”
Her bare pussy was smoothly shaved and looked hot. Sumer swallowed. He ate very lightly himself and said “Let’s go back.”
They walked back and Sumer saw that the guys they passed stared at Rakul then looked at Sumer like they wanted to murder him and steal her. The girls looked at Sumer like there must be something special about him.
As he unlocked the little office, he could feel the sexual tension mount. He led her inside and said “Be comfortable, we’ll start in a minute.”
“Sure, no problem.” Rakul said, looking around “Do you want my dress on or off for audition?”
He then turned to look at her. “Keep it on for first round, then off for second round.” He said confidently, surprised that his voice wasn’t trembling.
Rakul said “Oh, I like the sound of that. You are going to do me on the sofa, right?”
Sumer nodded “Yes, sofa is the best.”
“Cool. Why don’t you sit down and let me show you my whore skills?” Rakul suggested “Then, for round two you can pick whatever position you want to do me in.”
“Not a bad idea.” He said and sat down on the long sofa.
Rakul straddled his lap, facing him and lowered her ass on his thighs. He pulled her strap off her shoulder and fondled her bare breast.
“Mmmmm, I was going to say feel free to take control but…well, you are a director, after all.”
He leaned in and sucked her breast. She moaned and ground her ass on his lap, keeping her hands near his neck, caressing slowly. He pulled down the other strap also and sucked the other breast. Rakul continued moaning. She reached down and opened his pants. She took his cock out and felt its weight in her hand.
“Wow, that’s heavy and big. I love it.” Rakul said. She placed it on her pussy and ground on it first then pushed down, taking his cockhead in her tight, wet pussy.
“Ah, mumma, that hurts!” She bit her lip. Sumer continued to play with her tits, squeezing them, sucking them, teasing her nipples with his tongue and let her work her way down on his cock. She was finding it hard going because of the way his thick shaft was stretching her tight pussy but she kept going, slowly taking his big dick in her inch by inch.
“Whores don’t get a choice, baby.” Sumer said, pulling her close and whispering directly in her ear “Are you a whore?”
“Yes, Sir.” She whispered back.
He pulled back and pushed his fingers into her soft, silken hair. He jerked it once, turning her face up, making her look into his eyes.
“Are you my whore?” He said and slapped her firm, hot breast before she could reply.
“Mumma!” She cried out “Yes, Sir.”
Keeping her hair in his grip, he slapped her other breast “What are you?”
“I am your whore, Sir.” Rakul whimpered with the pain.
Her pussy was getting wetter as he slapped her tits. He placed one hand on her shoulder and pressed down “Take it deeper, whore.”
“Yes, Sir.” Rakul bit her lip and pushed down taking a few more inches of his cock in her.
“Up and down, baby.” He told her “Fuck yourself on my cock, show me those whore skills you were talking about.”
“Mhmm, yes, Sir.” She continued to whimper and moan but used her hips to move up and down, taking more of his cock into her cunt on the down strokes. He pushed up with his down strokes.
“Ah, mumma!” She screamed as her ass cheeks rested on his thighs and his long, hard cock hit her cervix.
“Keep going, baby.” He rubbed her smooth bare back and encouraged her “You are doing well. You are a good whore.”
She started moving her ass up and down again but within a few strokes her body jerked on his lap and she collapsed on his chest as she came hard. Sumer held her hips and fucked her with his massive cock, drilling her tight cunt hard and deep.
It was a long, intense orgasm and Rakul felt drained from it. She moved her ass again when it was over and was delighted to find that Sumer was still hard inside her. She was loving his cock that felt so amazing in her tight, hungry pussy. This time she moved her ass faster and harder.
She came two more times before he came in her. She rode him hard, bouncing on his lap as he pumped his cum into her.
“Oh, God, you really know how to use a whore, Sir.” She breathed in his ear.
“You are a hot whore, Rakul. I wanted to nail you as soon as I saw you.” He admitted.
“Thank you, Sir.” She smiled “May I eat your cum?”
He nodded. She knelt between his legs and licked his cum from his cock. She sucked him deep in her mouth and continued to suck even after his cock was clean. She got him hard again in no time.
Sumer had her on all fours on the sofa and fucked her from behind like a bitch. Again, she cooperated fully and took his cock deep into her young, tight cunt. From this angle, he could pound her harder. When she came, she collapsed on the sofa, resting her head on the cushion. He kept her hips in his grip and drilled her hard. He exploded deep inside her and it triggered her second orgasm.
Again, she happily sucked him clean and ate his cum.
“That was a mind-blowing audition, Sir.” Rakul said when he finally let her up and allowed her to dress.
“You were amazing!” Sumer said.
“Should I come here for round 2 or will you call me to your place?” She asked as she adjusted her dress.
“Probably to my place. I will call you and let you know.” He said.
“That’s great. Thank you so much for making time for me.” She leaned in and kissed him on the lips “I will wait for your call.”
Rakul left and Sumer went back to his desk. He was thinking about the three amazing auditions he had done today and how he will pick the leading lady from these three smoking hot girls.
While he was thinking about that he checked his email. There were several needing his attention. He opened the one from his roommate first as it had an attachment. It was a clip from a local newspaper talking about his web series. Sumer was shocked. The clip was from last weekend but he had not seen it before. He read the email for the explanation. His roommate Karan had said that he had talked to Sumer’s ex-girlfriend and she had asked what Sumer was doing. Karan had told her about Sumer’s project and she had used that on her vlog, hoping that Sumer would see it and call her back. From there, someone at the paper had seen it and used it to fill a small space on an inside page.
“Any publicity is good publicity, I guess.” Sumer thought and opened the email from his module leader next.
This email was just to remind him that he had to submit his project proposal form and it had to be signed by his supervisor first. New York Academy of Business, Arts and Media Studies was not the biggest Indian university but it was one of the richest. It was started long time ago by a couple of American visionaries when India was still part of the British empire. They had started a similar university in New York at the same time hoping to take advantage of the proximity to show business in both countries. In time, American media industry had moved to Los Angeles and Indians had thrown away the shackles of foreign rule, but somehow both universities had grown and become more popular even with the changes.
Now, NYA was a hugely popular universities with students because of the strictly western education system and emphasis on practical work. It was similarly popular with teaching staff because of its great remuneration structure and perks. Its campus next to the IIT in Powai was big enough to rival that esteemed institution. The strong, strict processes meant that even student projects coming out NYA were capable of changing the industry they were targeted at. It was extremely popular for media studies because of its track record. Many of its old students had gone on to become successful producer, director or media giants.
On one hand, this gave Sumer a great position as a director even though the web series he was planning was a short six-episode project. But on the other hand, he had to follow all the processes himself and in addition to the project itself he will have to maintain and submit correct paperwork at every stage. Right now as the project was beginning, he had to submit a proposal form complete with a supervising professor’s sign and other approvals. Sumer didn’t have a supervising professor yet. He could go to one of three professors for this. And as it happened there was an email from each one of them in his inbox right now. He read them quickly and found that all three were interested in his project.
“Must be the effect of that newspaper article.” He thought.
He tried to think what he knew about them and who would be the best for his bold project.
Professor Kareena Kapoor’s husband Saif Ali Khan was also a professor and worked on the same campus. But there were rumours that she was non-traditional and had had affairs on campus before.
Professor Malaika Arora was going through a divorce and there was a rumour that she had a boyfriend much younger than her that she was sleeping with.
Professor Madhuri Dixit was the Dance and Drama teacher, so not really suitable for film and TV projects but she was superhot and he could get access to the stage for rehearsals.
After a lot of thought, he decided to go with Kareena because he felt that she was the sluttiest of the three though professors in NYA were well-known for their liberal attitude. He clicked Reply on Kareena’s email.
Chapter 4 – Kareena Wants to Supervise Sumer
“Yes, yes, come in, Sumer.” Kareena said, opening her office door for him.
Professor Kareena Kapoor was well-known for dressing in daring, western dresses. There was no dress code by the university for the students or staff, so everybody dressed according to their personality. Kareena was always pushing the boundary though, her dresses were shorter than even what some of the girls wore and she never liked wearing a dress that did not have most or all of her back bare.
Even so, Sumer halted as he entered her office and saw what she was wearing today. It was a full sleeve dress in silver with sequins on the fabric. The neck was so deep cut that Kareena’s full, sexy breasts were pushed up and the top part was fully visible, the nipples barely covered. On her legs the dress hardly covered her upper thighs. She had beautiful long, shapely legs and right now they were deliciously naked. She was wearing 6” high heel stilettos that had silk ribbon straps wrapped around her calves. As she led Sumer to her desk, he noticed that the dress didn’t cover the back at all, even an inch of her ass crack was visible, and the dress was squeezing her butt cheeks tight, making it a second cleavage.
The light in her office was only coming from the windows and since it was late in the afternoon, the light wasn’t great. But as she moved, Sumer saw that the fabric of her dress was fully sheer with sequins on top of it. The movement made her skin show through it, on her arms and on her body. With that dress cut and that fabric there was no question of wearing panties and he could easily see that she was wearing no bra or panties.
“Please, take a seat, Sumer.” She said taking a seat behind her desk. Sumer sat down and adjusted his legs. His dick was already getting hard in his pants. He was sorry that her desk was not glass so he could not see her legs.
“Looks like your web series project is becoming quite famous already, Sumer.” Kareena said.
“Oh no, ma’am. It’s just a small column in the local paper.” Sumer said.
“Please! Call me Bebo,” she looked in his eyes “that’s what my husband calls me.”
“Sure.” He nodded.
“And it’s not just one paper, it’s been picked up by some more websites and one national newspaper.”
“Really? They must be short of real news these days.”
“Don’t be so modest, Sumer. This is a great project with a lot of potential. Plus your previous projects have been popular which gives credibility to your profile as a director.” Kareena said “I am sure this one will be even more popular when you finished the first episode.”
“They might forget it by that time. It will take a while for me to make and edit the episodes, ma’am.”
“Bebo, not ma’am.” She reminded him “And as I said don’t be too modest. Anyhow, I want to supervise your project.”
“I am not sure about that, ma’am, Bebo.” He corrected when she looked at him accusingly “This might not be too suitable for your profile.”
“Why do you say that?”
Sumer hesitate “Well, Bebo, this is a fictionalised account of the lives of Bombay prostitutes. You are a married woman and so classy. You may not like all that we will be doing as part of this web series.”
Kareena got up and walked around her desk. She sat her ass on a corner of her desk and crossed her legs. Sumer could see just the very tip of her pussy slit from under her legs. He got a whiff of her expensive perfume. It made his dick swell up in his pants.
“I am not some stuffy professor, dear.” Kareena said “I am a modern girl, in a modern world. I can handle any subject. This subject is actually more interesting than the usual studies I supervise. I am bored with the same old projects about how bokeh can portray character or the difference between indoor and outdoor lighting on human skin.”
Sumer nodded “I didn’t want to do a boring project myself. I like to tell stories that are more relevant and worthwhile to the society.”