The Casting Couch

Kristina was now feeling confident. She had overcome her biggest mental barrier. She had never imagined that any man, or woman for that matter, would want to see her like this, but the longer she was in the position the more relaxed she felt and even started to feel aroused.

"Can I see what I look like?"

Anton came beside her at the sofa and ran through the shots on the screen of his camera.

"Well Anton, your camera has been where the sun doesn't shine," she giggled and burst into laughter.

Anton then asked her to sit on the sofa in the "star" position. She did so, leaning back, lifting her feet onto the seat spreading them wide apart without being asked to. Again her pussy and anus were fully exposed.

Anton peered through his lens.

"Use your fingers to spread your pussy lips."

Without hesitation Kristina did as directed and her glistening inner labia were displayed.

"Olga, I think Kristina is getting into the mood."

"She certainly is. And that really is a beautiful nectar pot."

"Do you like doing it with women?" Anton asked.

"I've never tried it." Anton wasn't surprised.

"How do you feel, being in a pose like this?"

Kristina didn't answer so Olga translated.

"I never imagined I would ever be asked to, let alone do it. But, if it's part of the job, that's OK."

Anton took more shots and asked her questions about her college life. He again extended the time he kept her in this pose because he saw it as training for her.

"Wonderful Kristina. You're a natural. Sit down and relax."

Still naked and careful to keep her knees apart, as Olga had instructed, Kristina sat on the sofa. Anton transferred the video and stills to his computer and the three watched on a very large LCD screen. Kristina felt a mixture of emotions.

"God here I am showing everything and with one email it could be all over the internet." But then she started to feel pride. She had always felt proud of her body and knew she was beautiful. But not this beautiful. She appreciated the Anton's artistry. Both Anton and Olga paid her a lot of compliments and she started to feel more relaxed in this strange company, despite her nudity and her shaven pussy on display.

"Olga and I need to talk" said Anton as they left the room.

"Well?" Anton looked at Olga.

"I don't think so. She's very pretty, she has a lovely nature once she's got over her shyness. But I don't think she be happy fucking in front of cameras for the whole world to see."

"She relaxed quite well and seemed to enjoy opening her pussy."

"Can't you see Anton. She's putting on a show, just for you. That old Croatian charm is working again. If you pay her for a screen test you'll be wasting your money."

Anton looked at her. "I'll offer her a screen test."

"It's your money."

"Decision time Kristina," said Anton. "Your first decision is about the money and what we do with the video and shots we've taken so far. To receive the money you must sign this form which will give us authority to put these on our website and anywhere else."

He put down a large pile of dollar notes. Kristina counted them and was pleasantly surprised. At the official exchange rate it was 20% more than agreed. But when she went to the black market she knew she would be able to exchange the greenbacks for half as much again.

"This is more than you said."

"Bonus for trying so hard and being so exquisitely beautiful," smiled Anton.

Kristina couldn't resist giving her dazzling smile.

"Olga and I have already decided that you've easily qualified for a screen test. It was a no brainer. So, you've got to think about that as well."

Olga frowned but she knew it wasn't her job to tell Kristina that she thought she wasn't right for it

Kristina had a sinking feeling in her stomach. The idea that her genitals would be on the internet. That her friends and family would be told about it. She looked at the money and did some sums. And she thought about the screen test money. And how much she would make in one of Anton's porn videos.

"What guarantees are there that I'll get work in one of your videos?"

"None at all. If you do the screen test, I'll show it to my directors and they'll decide if they want to use you."

"What happens in the screen test."

Anton had already decided that she was best suited for the up-market porn.

"You'll do a one on one. But pretty much everything. Pussy fucking, oral, anal. No SM, well maybe a spank or two."

Kristina flinched. "Who will I do it with?"

"I've decided it'll be an older man, going a bit bald, a bit overweight and with a small dick."

Olga laughed. "I knew you'd volunteer for this one Anton."

Anton looked at Kristina. "Sorry, not your idea of a dreamboat. Have you ever wanted to kiss a 40 year old man?" He grinned at her.

Kristina certainly hadn't, but thought that if she had to do it with anyone, Anton would be OK. In his own way he had been gentle and charming. He had been able to make her comfortable and relaxed in those revealing positions.

"His dick isn't that small," said Olga. "But he's not that big either. Poor Anton always feels a bit inadequate on the set with some of his studs who are hung like horses. But no girl I've met has ever minded. If you do want to do it, you'll find you'll learn somethings you never even dreamed about."

"I need some time to think."

"Sure you do. I'll leave you to talk it through with Olga. I've got an appointment to go to." He stood up and let his eyes slowly take in all her body. Kristina didn't mind at all; she felt a strange flow of affection and stood up and hugged him.

"You have been very professional and very patient with me."

"Careful, beautiful flower, you may see another side of me." His hand fondled her buttocks and even spread them slightly, then he left.

Olga explained everything to Kristina. Her face was stern and matter of fact.

"It's all or nothing. Oral both ways, pussy and anal." She saw Kristina screw up her face. "It's your choice Kristina and you can leave at anytime but you won't get paid. And you've got to enjoy it. Everything. Or at least act as if you are enjoying it. If you don't, that's the end of the test and no money. You do everything he says immediately without questioning. Now I want you to take these DVDs and watch them to see what's expected. And as you haven't done oral properly or anal at all, you need to practice with these."

Olga produced two dildos from her briefcase. One was an over sized penis. "This is for practicing oral. See this mark I've made on it. You should swallow it so far that your lips reach here." Kristina looked horrified but said nothing. Olga held up the other dildo which was the size of a thick pen.

"This is to get you ready for anal. Use this gel with it. I suggest that you practice with it each time you masturbate. The DVD will show you."

"When will it happen?"

"In a week, but I need you to text me by tomorrow night with your decision."

"I'm scared he might have aids or something."

"He's very careful. Here's a voucher for the medical center. Take it there tomorrow and they'll test you for everything. Bring there results when you come. Anton will do the same for you."

Kristina thought. "They really had thought of everything. Well, he's probably done this hundreds of times before."

"Will I just be a whore if I do this for the money?"

Olga's face hardened. She didn't like her previous profession described like that.

"If Anton had wanted a whore, he could have had Moscow's finest for a week with the money he's paying you for today. He doesn't need whores. Any of his actresses is more than keen to sleep with him for nothing. He's a man of strange principals. He thinks you should be paid a modeling fee for what you have done today and an acting fee for the screen test. I've told him most of the girls I've interviewed would do it for nothing, but he thinks differently.

"Now, go and shower and get dressed. And you need to make up your mind about today's fee."

Olga's face softened. "Kristina, I understand why you are here. Money. Maybe it's not fair and you wish it wasn't like this. What are your options? A girls as beautiful as you could easily work in one of Moscow's brothels. Being abused by six men a day and earning next to nothing. Or perhaps you could end up like your sister and mother. Is that what you want for yourself?"

Kristina showered and dressed, then signed the release form, took the money and said she'd like a screen test.

A week later

Kristina returned to the luxury hotel at the agreed time in the late evening. She was more resolved in her mind. Those shots of her naked and with her open pussy would be all over the internet by now. The damage was done and it didn't seem to be a big difference to be shown having sex. She had seen the videos showing what she was expected to do. Just about everything was far outside her experience, far outside what she had ever wanted to do in sex.

But she had rationalized it. This was going to be her job and this was her escape from Moscow. And somehow, doing it with Anton made it seem better.

Only Olga was there.

"Do you have your medical certificate?"

Kristina handed it to her and Olga showed her Anton's and explained it.

"Please have a shower then change into this bathrobe."

"I had a shower before I came."

Olga frowned. "Then have another shower."

Olga showed Kristina the bedroom where the screen test would take place. There was a super king sized bed with immaculate sheets and on three sides cameras were set up.

"The cameras will run by themselves so it'll just be you and Anton." Kristina was pleased that there would be no camera men watching.

"But you will have to move into the positions Anton tells you so that everything is filmed properly."

"I will be in the next room. There is no need for me to stay but Anton thinks the new girls feel more comfortable with me nearby. But remember that you are free to go at anytime. No door will be locked and we won't try to stop you."

Olga poured her a glass of wine and they sat on the bed together.

"Kristina, you are here because you have decided you want to. No-one has pressured you into to this. You are not being raped. But this is a screen test and you will be well paid for it and so you will do exactly as Anton says. Don't disagree or argue with him and never tell him to stop unless you want to leave.

"Anton is a little overweight because he eats and drinks too much. But he is very fit and strong. He is also a very experienced lover and you will find that many of the things he does will give you a lot of pleasure, but he will be concerned for his own pleasure as well. Just remember to always act as though you are enjoying yourself. He'll want you to kiss him. It's strange, but for some girls that's the hardest part."

Anton had arrived and had changed in another bedroom and came in wearing a white bathrobe similar to the one Kristina was wearing. Olga poured him some wine and he sat on the bed beside them.

"So, you are ready for your test, Kristina?"

She nodded nervously.

"Good, you are looking very beautiful. Now we need to rearrange things a little. Could you sit further back on the bed. Good."

He undid her bathrobe. "Now, pull your feet back and put your knees high and wide and show your pussy for that camera."

There was nothing new for Kristina in this so she easily complied.

"Ah, this is very nice."

Kristina had spent some of her interview money on a Brazilian. Anton stroked her pussy and his touch felt gentle.

As he sipped his wine Anton surveyed her body. So beautiful. Those firm young breasts he wanted to nibble and bite, that pink pussy he wanted to explore and fuck. He couldn't quite see her anus which he was going to ravish. He would enjoy this. He chatted to Olga who showed him Kristina's medical certificate.

Olga poured Kristina another glass of wine. Two glasses would help her to relax but no more.

"I will be in the next room if you need me Kristina." Olga left the room closing the door behind her.

Anton continued talking to Kristina stroking her breast as he did so.

"Just relax beautiful flower."

His bathrobe was a little open and she could see his upper body. He wasn't fat, more solid around the waist. He saw her glance.

"See, a fat middle aged man. Not a muscle bound hulk for you Kristina."

She laughed and stroked his slight belly. "Not fat, just well built."

"Do you have a favorite film actor?"

"Johnny Depp I suppose."

"See if you can imagine I'm Johnny Depp." He laughed. "That's quite a test for your imagination."

He put his hand to the side of her face guiding it so he could kiss her. Kristina didn't mind, in a strange way she was now quite fond of him. Anton then knelt on the floor in front of her.

"Lie back flower."

Kristina felt his fingertips lightly skim over her thighs, over her pussy, her outer labia and her clitoral hood. She felt his breath on her vulva and then his lips and tongue covered the same flesh.

"Such a beautiful young pussy."

Anton adjusted her position slightly for the camera and pushed her legs wider. Then Kristina felt his fingers spread her labia and felt his tongue explore. She had learned from watching the DVD and gave a groan which she hoped sounded like a groan of pleasure.

Anton had bedded over a thousand women and was well tuned to their responses. He knew a fake when he heard it.

"Thank you for trying, flower," he said to himself. "Let's see if we can get the real thing."

It was a matter of pride to Anton that he should give his screen test partners real orgasms. And that also increased their enthusiasm for his demands of them.

His practiced lips and tongue expertly found Kristina's clitoris. He varied his pressure and his speed to see how she reacted.

Again following the DVD Kristina stroked his head and groaned again. But now she was starting to feel a warmth in her loins. No-one had ever done this before to her and as she got used to it she liked it more and more. Her hips gave a wriggle which Anton knew wasn't feigned. He moved away from her clitoris to suck her vagina and tasted the juice of her sexual excitement.

Kristina's excitement rose and for the next five minutes Anton kept her on the edge of an orgasm. Her stomach heaved and writhed and her groans now were absolutely genuine expressions of delight.

Anton decided the time was right and Kristina came with an extended shriek. Next door Olga smiled.

"Anton that was lovely," giggled Kristina and when he moved up the bed she happily put his knob in her mouth. Thankfully it was not nearly as big as the dildo Olga had given her

Anton watched her timid movement. She would have to learn to do more than that, but that would come later.

"So, my little flower is very sexy when she wants to be," he smiled.

Kristina was happy and relaxed. Anton was gentle and that orgasm had been wonderful. When he bent over she willingly kissed him and put her tongue in his mouth.

Anton adjusted her position so that she was on show for another camera, still on her back with her legs wide. Again he went down on her but after some soft licks it was different. His lips sucked very hard on her clitoris, so hard it hurt a little. Kristina almost asked him to be more gentle then remembered that she must follow his instructions without question.

Anton sucked harder and the pain increased. But strangely so did Kristina's thrill of excitement. She wanted him to stop but didn't want him to stop. Her groans were a mixture of agony and ecstasy and then she felt his fingers rub the upper inside of her vagina. They started nicely but the pressure increased and it felt harsh.

Anton was being very careful; he wanted the right combination of pain and sexual thrill and when he sensed the pain was getting to much, he eased slightly and and Kristina soon orgasmed again. This was far more intense than her first, her whole body writhed as the pleasure exploded through her vulva.

Before she had time to recover Anton moved up thrust his cock into Kristina's pulsating vagina.

"God, so small and tight," he groaned in pleasure.

It felt gorgeous for Kristina as well and she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and thrust her pelvis up to him. Her groans were loud and animated and Anton knew they were genuine. To reward her he skillfully ground his pelvis against her clitoris and to her joy she felt herself coming again.

Now Anton's work started in earnest. Over the next half hour he maneuvered Kristina into a variety of positions all intended to display her body and their action for the best benefit of the cameras. She took him in the missionary position, the doggy position, on her side, sitting on him facing his face, sitting on him facing his feet, and standing and leaning over the bed. Anton's pounding became more intense, he grunted and muttered words in a language that Kristina couldn't understand.

She enjoyed the sensations for the first 20 minutes but became tired and so her groans became acts. Anton realized this but didn't mind. He only had two goals: to get it all on camera and to obey the frenzied demands of his cock. When she was kneeling, taking him doggy style, he slapped her buttocks and gave a triumphant yell and he liked the way her buttocks became pink.

At last he pulled out but Kristina's relief was short lived. He stood in front of her and she knelt, knowing what was expected. This time Anton set the pace for the oral sex. He took her hands away from his shaft then put his hands behind her head and pushed her forward. Kristina felt his knob bang into her throat and her nose touch his pubic hair. Fortunately he was smaller than her practice dildo and she was able to take it without gagging.

Anton noticed this with approval and proceeded to fuck her mouth.

"Suck harder, as hard as you can, flower," he roared.

Kristina did so and developed a rhythm as her lips bobbed up and down on his shaft. Anton realized she didn't need to have her head forced down and concentrated on his ejaculation. He came with another roar and Kristina felt his load squirt deep in her mouth.

Anton knelt in front of her and passed her a wine glass. Gratefully she sipped then swallowed and Anton collapsed on the bed panting.

"You are too beautiful and sexy Kristina. You drive an old man crazy." He gently squeezed her nipple.

Kristina felt a surge of affection. She had never known anything like the orgasms she had just had. She realized that he had made the effort to make her enjoy it first and while he had been vigorous he hadn't hurt her. She had even liked the slaps.

She kissed his lips. ""You drove me a bit crazy too, Johnny Depp."

They both laughed then kissed deeply for a few minutes.

Then Anton abruptly stood up and and opened a drawer. Kristina saw him getting a tube of lubricant. She had dismissed her concerns about anal sex from her mind but know they all returned in force.

Anton saw her frown. "Your choice, flower. But no money if you leave now."

Two thoughts reassured her. First, she had gone this far and it wouldn't be too long before she got the money. Second she had enjoyed what had happened so far. Anton really was very sexy and considerate. Sure she would have preferred the fucking to have finished sooner, but she realized that was a requirement for the screen test.

Anton guided her into the doggy position, pushing her shoulders down to the sheets. She was in a position where one camera would be focused on her ass and another on her face to capture her reactions. He knelt behind her and she could feel his breath as he peered at her anus and ran his hands over her buttocks. Then she felt him apply the gel, then one of his fingers squeeze into her anal canal.

Anton noticed the tightness of her anus but realized it was probably nerves as she seemed to relax once his finger was in three knuckles. Kristina had practiced with the dildo, but Anton's finger felt nicer as he moved it in and out. Then his movements became more vigorous and he rotated as well, try to expand the walls of her bowel. Then he inserted another finger. That did hurt a bit at first and Kristina hoped her agonized groan sounded like ecstasy. However her anus relaxed to accommodate his digits.