General RP The Price of Praise (Galixy)

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The casting director leered down upon the row of actors that were seated outside of the casting set. A thin man in a cheap white suit, slicked black hair, and a gaunt face. His eyes were shrouded in mirror shades that only reflected his sacrificial lambs that would offered to his studio heads casting couch. Young pretty men were all lined up, posing and posturing, some in costume, others trying to work up the nerve to even look at anyone else. The double doors opened again. A young man waffling out, glossy eyed, and half dressed.. limping as the last one had been. Whatever team of bitch breakers they had been using on the talent simply churned through the actors and tossed them back out like spend rags. Cum leaking out of them, but thoroughly enjoyed. Excitement rose slowly, breath held as the director stopped in front of the next actor. "Alright, your turn." He said simply, waving the pretty boy forward indifferently, not even bothering to skim his clipboard.
 
As Alex came in, and admired the space, this den of debauchery that was going to see him become a star..if he sold well...a flick of a lighter rippled from the shadows. A dim flame lighting a muscular man's frame, a cigarette lit between his lips. His skin was fair, his hair a dark red, he was absolutely chiseled all over if his bare upper body was anything to go off of. The room was steeped in sex, the scent of it sticking to the air. He stood up, flicking the lighter shut as he walked up to Alex, he had to be over 6 feet, maybe a bit more than that. "Have a seat on the bed." He said , smoke puffing from his nostrils as He gestured to it, a camera already set in the room...but no other men. Was this guy the only one here? Banging his way through scores of femboys looking to make some money?
 
He moved behind the camera. "Mm." He puffed a few hits, before putting the cigarette and tapping the ashes. "It'll be easy. I'll see to that...start with this...Say Hello to our fans! Whats your name pretty boy? And what brought you to our studio?" He said as he adjusted the camera. "What's your favorite thing you like to show off?"
 
The cameraman leered and zoomed over him, tracking over his body. "Niiice-" he drawled out. "Now Alex, you signed a form to come in here, did you write down your safe word?" He said as he turned to pick up the chart, standing up to skim over the listing. The man trailed over slowly, his boxer brefifs starting to...strain as something inside them was hardening, something huge and eager.
 
The collar was a fine leather, with a large silver ring at the throat. A clip attached to it with no tag...yet. the camera man hooked a leash to the collar. "There we go, now you look like the owned toy you are meant to be." He said as he pulled the leash, pulling him towards the floor.
 
"Oh nothing sweetie. You aren't being punished...unless you can't behave for your master?" He said petting him. "You just look so good in chains. Maybe if you're extra good. You'll earn the privilege of touching me with those hands." He said as he drew down his bocer briefs. Some hot and large flopped against Alex's cheek. His new masters cock, hardening up as he rubbed it against his face. Swelling bigger abd bigger, 12 inches....13....14....15 inches- of raw girth meat throbbing against him.
 

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