Bengalee Film Queen

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“My secretary will explain her everything,” Manasbabu assured, hooking his thumb to point at the door the secretary had come through. “Now we have to represent Supriyadevi’s experiences exactly, and her memoirs should be clear to Shrabanti…I mean how her male and female customers behaved.”

The men fell silent for few seconds, contemplating the task ahead, each struggling to deny to himself that he was looking forward to it. But when Manasbabu shut his eyes, all his mind focused on Shrabanti Chatterjee’s perfect wobbling ass in lace panties. He felt his cock twinge in his pants when he remembered the feel of her pussy lips rubbing against his hand as she danced to the hindi song ‘Kaanta Laaga’. The cloth that covered them had been wet and dripping.

The hot blooded actress surely loved it! he thought to himself. Then he struggled to bury the thought.

Firdous wasn’t doing much better. All his mind could hear was the smack of flesh against cloth covered flesh. His mind’s eye saw that Shrabanti was squirming under his spankings. He wondered if there were hand prints on her ass to show for it.

Surreptitiously, the actor glanced up at a wall clock, and his foot began tapping lightly as he glanced at the door excitedly. By the time Shrabanti’s break was over, neither man could hide his feelings. They said nothing, but each knew Shrabantiji was going to have a hard time of it.

Meanwhile Shrabanti herself sat nervously in the dressing room, sipping a strong blended whisky. She would have died of embarrassment if anyone else had seen her such filthy performance, but the first thing she thought that she’d had to change her panties. She couldn’t believe how wet she’d been, how wet she still was, after what had happened to her.

“How wrong sexualizing women is all the time…specially in Film-industry,” she whispered to herself. “How could I have enjoyed something like that, even a little bit?”

Shrabanti struggled to digest what the secretary had told her to do and focus on the character of Supriyadevi in which she had to be filmed. In the first phase of her audition she had to do such naughty things to impress the men, she herself felt quite ashamed. The flashes kept blaring across her mind….the names they would call her, the things they would do to her.

Oh God! So embarrassing! So disgusting! she crowed to herself over and over, but the whisky-filled glass shook in her hand that longed to be between its owner’s legs. The minute the second hour ended, Shrabanti stood up resolutely.

“Let’s get this over with,” she huffed, and the girl secretary led her back, wearing her little, knowing, smirk.

When Shrabanti came through the door, she didn’t notice the assistant director cum actor Firdous. Manasbabu came forward and shook her hand again and again….. offered her the chance to walk away from the production if she didn’t like. Again, she refused, and then Manasbabu began to explain that things were going to get rougher in a moment. When she assured him once again of her intent to proceed, Manasbabu let out a long, deep sigh…in relief.

In her second slaught, the Producer wanted her to remove the blouse for her screen test. She was not going to do it at first…..but she needed the role…..specially the money. Anyhow she would have to acquire the leading role of the film… so that she finally gave up her rigid stance and took off her saree and blouse one by one.

The fat little man just watched, eyeing her large breasts like a baby at feeding time. Standing in his office wearing her small lacy bra, she felt like a common whore. He then wanted her to take off her red saya. He promised her to provide enough money for the down payment she needed for her bunglow If she would comply with what he asked.

The famous actress then loosened the knot of her saya as it easily slipped down from her body and crumpled to her feet. She noticed the fat man staring at her luscious body hungrily. It made her feel dirty a great, but she could only think of getting a chance in his film he promised.

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