audition
The scene was dressed up like something out of a domestic advertisement. It was fake and showed a glimpse of something he wasn't actually offering, but there were enough snatches of reality in between to leave the future uncompromised. It wouldn't be anything this clean, this hopeful. The rooms were flooded with light and whatever warmth the
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"I'm not like every other girl pining for the goal of being some little housewife," she said. "Though, I do have the skills needed for one regardless. I can cook pretty much anything, and I could clean any room in the course of five minutes if I'm feeling like challenging myself. Other than that, I'm pretty damn flexible." Now her confidence was shining through a bit more comfortably, though she tried to keep herself from sounding too egocentric in her description of her talents. "If my other half wants to play video games, I'm definitely up to that. If they want me to keep in shape, that's not a problem as I exercise every morning and love sports. I'm a girl who's more of a challenge than a meek, obedient child. I think it's more fun that way. Now as for anything intimate...I believe that's more something to show than talk about. I've never disappointed any partner."
She cocked her brow. "Don't seem useless yet, do I?"
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The mention of video games did catch his attention but he wasn't looking for a gaming partner, he was looking for someone to fuck and to look good inside his house. "I don't like sports or challenges," he teased, blowing cigarette smoke in her direction before coming across the room and meeting her eyes again. He didn't touch her but he stood close enough to crowd her. "I could be looking for a meek, obedient wife instead. Are you capable of playing one if that's what the challenge is?" It wouldn't be anything but an act, he knew this, but he was still curious to see how far she'd go. "Show me how you're going to make me happy right now."
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As he stepped into the light and up to her, she held her breath. He was...rather attractive, and had a cold, calculated look in his eyes. She panted softly in the light. At his question of whether or not she could be obedient, she raised her brow. "If that's the challenge you wish from me..." Not thinking of anyone else in the room, she reached down, undoing the belt on his pants and whipping it off through the loops on them in one fluid motion, before slowly undoing the button and gazing up into his eyes, her own hazed over with a forming lust. "Just give any order...I'll be obedient." She began to sink to her knees.
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He moved back as if he'd never stepped closer to her, still smoking despite this, though he reached out to grind the cigarette down into an ashtray a moment later. It wasn't really fair of him to do this but then nothing about this audition was meant to be fair. "Take off your clothes." The steps away made it easier to think and his mind was already going through what she'd pointed out as her strengths. He settled on one, lazily curious, and Matt sat down at the edge of a couch to watch her. "I want you to go through the exercises you say you do every morning."
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Playing his game was getting even more unnerving, and winning was a goal that continued to weasel its way from her grasp. He was pulling the strings, and she'd have to learn to follow directions.
As he asked her to strip off her clothing, she blinked once or twice. So, she wanted her to exercise naked, huh? Only nodding, she reached down, grabbing the bottom hem of her shirt and lifting it up over her head. After combing one hand through her multicolored hair, she reached down and undid her belt, before bringing hooking her thumbs in the waist of her pants and sliding them down over her thighs, pulling them off of her legs entirely. Her cutie mark -- a cloud with a bolt of lightening in primary colors -- almost glistened in the light on her upper thigh, the only irregular marking on her pale skin, and he could see her stomach was toned from constant athletic activity. She reached back to unclasp her bra, before removing it from her shoulders and then pulling down her panties. She hesitated on removing them, however, but remembered she was competing. Any rules he had, she reluctantly would obey.
Now where to begin? Guess Rainbow would start the way she did when she was exercising at home: stretching. However, for Rainbow Dash, stretching was more than just twisting her arms and legs to work the muscle. Slipping slowly into a split on the floor, she reached toward one foot, able to grab it entirely as she worked her back and legs, before going to the other, and then slipping onto her hands and feet, stretching her legs out to appear as if she would do push-ups. She began to do so, though as she came up each time, she brought one leg forward toward her chest, then the next on the next return up. She could feel a thin sheen of sweat form on her shoulders and forehead, but it wasn't anything she wasn't used to. This was also so much better than just bending over and touching her toes -- as she proceeded through each exercise, he'd notice the exact extent of what her body could take, and how she could contort it to complete a specific task.
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His fingers moved through her hair, combing it back lightly while he tipped her head up toward him. "We can pretend it'll show me how well you can balance your day if we were to get married." His finger traced her mouth and he wondered what had stopped him from letting her suck him off when she'd been offering. He just didn't feel like letting go of the game yet. He wanted to see how high she'd jump when he told her to.
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Slowly slipping from his grasp, she stood and looked at him. "Is there any particular pose you want me in?" she asked, knowing that every move she make would be made harder if he had a word to say about it. And he did. "I can make my body do anything." Oh, that came out the wrong way. She stared at him nervously, knowing she'd probably regret not posing herself.
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It wouldn't be enough just to see her in it and he knew it. The point of the game didn't rest on her managing to raise herself, or even in her being able to hold on to the pose. It was how she managed to keep still in it while his hands pressed distractions on her that he wanted to see. There was something in him that wanted to drag her to the limits and make her self assurance falter.
Stepping closer, he let their mouths graze briefly, not quite a touch but a tease. "Go."
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She felt her breath hitch when his lips just briefly drifted over hers. Cheeks red, she nodded once and got back down on the ground, placing her hands firmly down. Just pretend you're doing a regular hand-stand, Rainbow Dash, she told herself as her legs came up to slowly pull into her chest. Already, there was some pressure on her chest and it was a bit difficult to breathe, but she tried her best to keep steady.
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His hand went to her cunt and he stroked it while she struggled to hold herself steady, ignoring the fact that she could have easily toppled to the ground with the right provocation. "I guess you can do make your body do a lot," he allowed, pretending to still be distant from everything he did even while he fingered her with one hand and undid his pants with the other.
He didn't lead his dick to her though. He jerked himself instead, kneading her ass and thinking about coming against it rather than inside of her. Whether she could hold herself up while he groped her would be different than keeping herself up if he decided to fuck her like this and he couldn't make up his mind.
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The second she felt his fingers slide down to her most sensitive of areas, she gasped sharply, eyes slamming shut. She felt her arms growing weak, her cheeks flushed bright red from the pleasure. "God..." she hissed. Good thing she had a fair amount of body strength in all areas, otherwise she would've immediately gone down.
The pleasure was too much, yet it formed a sick feeling in her stomach that a girl would have for someone taking advantage of her: a gross invasion of privacy that caused her a bit of self-hatred mixed with the desperate, growing need to orgasm. However, she knew that once she came, she'd come falling down to earth. "I...I can't... Too much..." Her words were only loud of enough for the two of them to hear, beads of sweat darting down her body.
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She'd already shown she was willing to do whatever he told her to but it didn't make him want to keep pulling her through this game. She was too exposed, too tempting, and he held her open and exposed while raising her ass higher into the air, rocking her despite the fact that she didn't seem capable of lasting for longer. "I thought you could make your body do anything," he taunted, letting go to move to his knees.
He reached out again then and ran his hands down her thighs before taking her hips again and kissing her exposed sex, his tongue following a moment after, dipping into her and then pulling back. He sat back, dragging her hips down with him to his lap and settling her on his dick without warning. His hand went back to hold his weight while he caressed down her stomach to where his dick slid into her. "Keep your legs spread open," he told her, glancing at one of the cameras.
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The feeling of his tongue made her moan out loud, head tilting back and her arms going weaker. It felt even better than his fingers. By the time she turned around, her eyes had widened as he pushed himself inside her tight pussy, already soaked even before he began to touch her. There was something about the situation that, while vile in a lot of ways, brought out an arousing sensation in her. Of course, out loud, she would never admit it. As she was brought down and he made it down to the hilt of his dick, her G-spot was ground into by the head and she did all she could to rest back on him, loosening her arms as she was given the opportunity to for the time being. She only kept her legs apart, trembling, her physical foundation almost broken to pieces. He had her in the palm of his hand, and she hated that. Or did she...?
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