CAUTION: Almost all of my stories are about men and women enjoying mutually consensual sex. This one is not. This is about a repulsive man forcing a vulnerable young woman to do something she very much doesn't want to do. It is strictly a work of fiction but, if this kind of thing bothers you, which is understandable, you are advised to refrain from reading the story.
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"That's the offer, Sweetie. Take it or leave it."
The lecherous functionary of the major movie studio hoped the young, pretty screen hopeful would take it, but he didn't really care all that much. If she gave him a blow job, and he was sure the bitch had sucked off plenty of men already, she would get the part. If she didn't come across, some other good-looking cunt would, and the slut who was willing would be the one chosen for the role.
Elroy Blight loved his job at the studio as the second assistant casting director, because he was the person who hired people for some of the minor movie roles. If a man happened to be needed, or an unattractive woman for a small character part, he hired the person who bribed him the best or could do him the most favors. If a good looking woman was needed, the required favors were sexual ones. What that usually meant was that he would sit in his comfortable swivel chair while some young hotty knelt on the carpet and sucked him off, swallowing all his cum and licking off his cock. The blow job would be followed by signing a contract for the part she had just earned.
He looked again at Cindy Carson, who was very easy to look at. She was tall, with shoulder length blonde hair, a cute pug nose and big blue eyes. Her tits were big too, and she also had a slender waist and a nice curvy ass. According to her biography sheet, she was 18 years old, which was also good, because Elroy wanted no trouble with the law about sex with underage girls. The young actress was easily pretty enough to fill the part, and old enough, and she had passed her screen tests so he knew she would be otherwise adequate to handle it.
That was one of the things that made his job so great; he could never make a serious mistake. Applicants who got as far as his desk were all capable of doing what they were asking to be hired to do, and he benefited from what they were willing to do. In the case of the girl in his office then, she would have to be willing to take off all her clothes and suck him off if she badly enough wanted the part she was trying for.
Cindy was almost crying and filled with revulsion at the thought of what she had just been told she would have to do to get the minor part in an upcoming film. Elroy Blight had been correct in surmising that she was not a virgin, not even an oral one. Cindy had indulged in sex, including giving head, a couple of times, but only with a few boyfriends of long standing. She hated even the thought of getting to her knees in front of the ugly cretin in front of her and doing something so intimate with him.
Ugly was a good word to use, because the man was short and bald and had big ears, a mottled red and white and purple complexion and a big, red nose. He was not just fat, but obese, with gross rolls of lard bulging through his loud Hawaiian shirt, which was stained from the big lunch he had just eaten. Cindy could hardly stand to even look at him, but she also believed Mr. Blight had control of a good part of her acting career.
"Ya don't hafta do it if ya don't wanna but, like I said, if ya don't, I'll spread the word that yer uncooperative. Yuh'll never work anywhere in this town," was what he had said to her after demanding that she suck him off in exchange for his signing a contract for the role she wanted.
There was a lot of truth to what he said, and Cindy knew it. He wouldn't be able to single-handedly blackball her, but he could start a rumor, and other studios would be reluctant to hire her. After all, there were plenty of other girls, just as pretty, who would be competing with her for parts, so why should any studio be willing to take a chance with somebody who had a reputation as a troublemaker?
The alternative was disgusting in the extreme, but it would probably be tolerable. Foul and repulsive as the toad in the swivel chair was, she would only have to abase herself one time, and she would have the part and be on her way, hopefully to stardom, and that was the most important thing to her. Cindy decided to try one more time to appeal to the man's sense of decency, but she feared it was a losing battle.
"Please Mr. Blight, I'm a good actress and I deserve this part on my own. I don't think I should have to do what you're telling me I have to do to get it. I passed my screen test and the people giving it said I was a natural and should go a long way. It's just not fair for you to make me do something like that."
Elroy Blight just laughed. "I don't give a shit if yer gonna win a fuckin' academy award. If ya don't take off all yer clothes and get on yer knees and suck me off, yuh'll never git a chance ta do it. Yuh've heard of casting couches. Well, this here chair I'm sittin' on is a casting chair."
Cindy was still extremely reluctant, but Elroy thought she was wavering, so he pushed harder.
"Look here, Sweetie. I ain't got all day. Ya got thirty seconds ta start strippin', or get the fuck outa here. There's another girl awaitin' outside who'll do it." He didn't know that for sure, but he did know there would always be some other girl or young woman who was anxious enough to get into acting that she would do whatever he demanded. He meant what he said about hiring the willing one too.
After steeling her resolve for most of the thirty seconds being allowed her, Cindy started slowly unbuttoning her blue silk blouse, which she had decided to wear that day because it went so well with her eyes. With all the buttons unfastened, she stopped, and Elroy chided her reluctance.
"Hurry up, Sweetie. I ain't got all day."
