A Star Is Fallen

Farrah smiled as she walked out of the makeup room of the grand fashion studio, ready to present herself to an adoring.

She wore a mini dress, jeans, high heels, lipstick, and pearl earrings, all in the same bright pink theme that made it impossible not to see her from a mile away. 10s of thousands of people. Were ready to look at her nationwide...along with a few other women. After all, she was THE Farrah. The golden-haired dream girl of millions of boys and inspiration to millions of girls. A supermodel. A successful actress. Youtuber. Instagram Influencer. A damn good singer. She could even play 35 different instruments. At 25, her future was looking bright.

The world wouldn't be able to get enough of her. She just knew deep down that she was made for that type of life.

Perhaps in a rather bitchy manner, she strutted across the hall feeling especially important to the world. Shaking around her tight, perfect ass around and keeping her chest up to tease around her undeniable rack in an extra confident manner.

Finally reaching the lounge area, her eyes glared at the security guards there. One long look and the lady shook her head.

"Mmm...not good enough." She spoke boldly towards the two men with a hand on her hip.

"But I a-", one tried to say, only to be immediately interrupted.

"Don't care. You're both fired. And I better not see either of you boys here again." She answered careless towards him. Instead of waiting for the two to leave, she walked into the lounge connected to the dressing studio and main stage. It was showtime.

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Everyone loved her. Of course, they did. Who wouldn't love to see Farrah in person? All she had to do now was grab her purse from the makeup room and go back out there for autographs. She ended the show in brown thigh-high cowgirl boots, white ripped jeans shorts that barely covered her famous ass, a tight white blouse that exposed her midriff, and a cowgirl hat with a lasso to match the boots.

She kept a bright smile on her face until she opened the door to her room and felt a hand shoving her deep inside before the door closed on her.

At that moment Farrah's heart skipped a few beats to see what had happened while she was gone. All of the pictures of herself were shot with heavy, sticky cum. Her furniture was worn out and at least half of her supplies were snapped in several pieces. Her private closet was wide open with all of the spare outfits either torn, came on, or covered in dirt and on the floor spilling out. The worst part was that it had a potent scent that was a mixture of cum, sweat, sex in general, grime, and some other 5th ingredient. Just the strong humidity of the room was already more than enough to make the blonde beauty quiver some.

Her light brown pupils dilated especially when she saw 3 of the culprits. All of them were older, fatter, and filthy-looking creeps. Two were bald entirely, with the other nearly losing his hair. Even the youngest had to be 54 at minimum. Each had heavy potbellies, but one of those pigs was completely naked where she could see his hairy stomach, but also his hairy overgrown cock that was rock hard and waiting for her.

"S-SECURITY!!!!!" she screamed out loud enough for her voice to crack a bit. Only then did she turn around expecting someone to come in. Instead, she would just see two more gross fucks in her private room. Another balding fuck with no clothing on and another with actual torn-up jeans and too tight of a black shirt. All of them are at least 6 inches taller than her.

"Sweetheart, you fired them. Remember? They're the ones that allowed us in. Gave us the keys, the Wi-Fi password, and everything. Very nice people. Much nicer than us at least."

The leggy, but shorter star took three deep breaths seeing them all smirking at her. She needed to do something... anything to get out of here.

The girl made a break towards the door and attempted to kick the closest to the exit in the balls as quickly as she could.

However, she only hit his thigh as the closet man next to him simply snatched her with one arm to lift her and fling her right on the pink marbled floor where she was before. That was all it took to end whatever she thought was going to happen.

"Okay...please..stop...I-I can pay you boys anything...just please....." she begged out, barely strong enough to raise her head. Thankfully one of the larger hands was there to snatch her silky, iconic hair as two more grabbed her ass and hips to get her on all fours. At that point, she was staring at not just a hard black cock, but perhaps the largest one she had ever seen in sheer thickness alone.

The darker slob pressed her face up the crotch, having the obese, greasy erection draped over her head and drooling in her now sore hair as the bloated black balls were up against her face to have her inhale that all too overpowering musky directly from one of the many sources.

Her brain melted a bit and the woman even began to space out some until feeling a hand SPANK her ass loudly and hard enough to leave a print on it. From there, he began with the help of his friend, tearing at the bottom fabric along with the panties to expose her firm ass. One rode his hard white cock in between her asscheeks and rubbed against it while the other used his slab of meat to hit her ass several times.

"Be a good girl. Beg for dick." The one behind says only to give another debasing spank to her ass.

Farrah whimpered but it was clear that they all got to her. Every last one of those perverts would have the time of their life and if someone was going to check on her, it would've already happened by now.

"P-Please fuck me...fuck me with your big hard cocks....I promise to be a...g-good girl and drain them prop-"

"WAIT! One second." A fourth pervert came over to grab her blouse and used all his strength to tear at her top and bra violently to have her perky tits hanging and on full display. "There we go. Start over. Also say it like you mean it, Cockslut. No one's forcing you to beg like a bitch. Aren't you supposed to be an actress? Entertain us."

Farrah cleared her throat and closed her eyes, preparing to speak again. Taking one last deep breath to collect herself, the bully in front gave her face a shockingly hard slap across the face that left its handprint on her face.

With a tear rolling down the left side of her face, she yelled out. "Please! Pound me silly! I'm such an easy cockslut and I don't deserve the dicking you men want to give me! THIS NEEDY WHORE IS SO DESPERATE TO BE PLOWED, SO GIVE ME WHAT I WANT, AND I PROMISE I'LL BE TH-" Once again, she was interrupted. This time with the last pervert stepping up close and cumming all over the crying side of her face covering it in a thick, sticky glaze he had stroked out while she was busy with the others. The musky smell of horny men only grew heavier as the corrupted oxygen the seed gave off further polluted the air more than it already was. Farrah moaned out.

"Good enough." The fat fuck in front says, rocking his hip back forward again to stuff his vile shaft into her mouth. The one hotdogging her ass followed suit by burying several inches into her tight, damp cunt.

It wasn't Farrah's first time having sex, but it sure felt like it, as the men were extra rough pounding her from both ends. Every 3 or so thrusts were met with another slap to the clean side of her face and the asscheeks. None of them were supposed to get even within a few feet of her on a regular day, but there she was, being spit-roasted like a total cockslut. The former bitch was hoping someone would knock on the door, but it never happened.

Meanwhile, as debasing as it was to be a fucktoy for several men, what began to break her willpower was watching one of them older bastards filming her getting used to two phones. They could crush her image overnight.

"Wow, you look like shit now, Sweetheart..." the one in front said, only to spit on her forehead and use both hands to strongly hammer her down balls deep to have the sound of his nuts hitting her chin fill the air. The one behind, perhaps out of jealousy, grabbed her hips and stuffed her pussy entirely, slamming into the cervix far too many times. Farrah whimpered, but it all came out as mumbles no different than the squeal she made as the shaft in her tight, warm canal got her to climax. Her eyes rolled up enough for only the whites to be seen.

They successfully got into her mind as they kept hammering harder. It wasn't much longer before both pushed in every last inch and shot her full of their unique, invasive sludge. One nearly downing her from how the sticky substance clung to the throat so nicely even after pulling back to fill up her mouth. The other had billions of swimmers unloading inside her, all looking to knock her up. Her filled up the womb leaving few places for the eggs to hide from the hordes of virile tadpoles.

Eventually, they both took their cocks out, leaving her groaning. However, her moment of respite was gone. Another eager potbelly bastard just climbed on top of her and pushed his cock inside of her ass.

He slammed himself in hard, struggling to get the tip inside but broke in all the same. He snatched her hair to pull at roughly while also grabbing one of her tits to roughly grope away at.

"FUCK UUUGHH!!!!!" She cried out loud enough for someone to hear outside, but no one was there. Instead, he just kept crashing in, stuffing his dick in further and fighting more resistance. The fucker was closer to some sort of animal. He rolled out the side of her mouth and had one thought in his mind: pounding that cockslut silly against the high-end marble floor. The sound of his thighs hitting her ass and her boots clicking around changed the room's atmosphere a good deal, regardless if it was for the better or not.

Both hands were soon enough on her breast, molesting her brains out as, this time, her tongue was rolling out of her mouth. At the same time, another fucker was snatching her hair and using it to jerk off his dirty shaft.

Her spirit was long crushed and her concept of time was next as she had no clue how long the two were claiming her body. Only that the one in front backed up busted all over her face again with the other not being long behind to fill up her ass with his fresh nut.

The now roughed-up, handprint-covered, and cum filled blonde bombshell was ready to pass out. She hadn't felt this sore before in her life. Still, one of the men kicked her over on her back with 3 of them being hard and ready for more.

"...F-Fuck..."

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All. Fucking. Night.

They rutted her, slapped her around, and came wherever they wanted to. The rest of the studio closed, and there she was in her room, getting pounded to their heart's content. Not to mention, there was always someone ready to replace another.

Finally, dawn came. All of them were finally spent. They came on everything from her clothing to her scratched-up hat on the side to even her cowgirl boots. One of them was off her foot and a few feet away from her body.

"Well, I think Freddy needs to get to work in 2 hours. So I think it's time to leave." The tallest of the fuckers says.

One of the men grabbed her by the waist and draped her over his broad shoulders to finally walk out. Farrah's eyes remained rolled up diagonally with her mouth open as she was carried like a lifeless blow-up doll. She knew it wasn't over. Rather, they were just beginning all of the perverted actions they had planned for their little star.

"T-Thank.....Thank you boys..." she says softly, still drooling the cum from the last tasty cumshots in her mouth.

Farrah wouldn't be seen in public for another 4 months.