#blake | threads

she loves it when she gets the eager ones in, especially the ones with a background like lyra. they’re always so happy to put in a little extra effort to convince her that they’re the ones she should cast in her next project. “there’s plenty of other girl’s out there that would love to have this part. you’re gonna have to show me something special if you want it.” the woman says, sitting back with a smug grin as she grips the obvious bulge that’s hiding under her pants. “or you can leave and try your luck with the next person, up to you really.” blake adds, fingers already dragging her zipper down and popping the button of her fly so she could pull her hefty member free from its confines. she’s confident that she already knows exactly how this is about to go. 

“i told you, i put in a good word at the studio for you. and they were very impressed with your audition tape. you’re a shoe-in.” blake told the male, lying effortlessly as she patted the empty spot next to her on her plush sofa. “now come have a drink with me.” she’d invited him over to celebrate despite knowing that no matter much the studio liked the look of him, they’d already decided to go with a bigger name that had a much bigger fanbase. she knew he’d be upset when he found out, but blake would do what she always did and simply find him another role elsewhere likely smaller but still somewhat good for exposure. just enough to say she tried her very best for him. 

“that’s blake, she’ll be seeing if you have what it takes and i’ll be here filming the interview.” diana explains to the girl, shooting blake a look before she cleared her throat to get the woman’s attention. the second that blake looks up and actually sets her eyes on the pretty little thing that diana’s brought her the light bulb goes off. “go ahead and have a seat, then we’ll get started.” the woman says from behind her desk as diana smirks to herself and operates the camera. 

She had fallen asleep after a night full of mind-blowing sex with Jess. Despite that it seemed that Jess had awoken in a mood, and the hand wrapped around Blake’s cock was proof of that. It took the woman a moment to stir awake, eyes bleary as they blinked the sleep away. A laugh rolled out of her followed by a soft groan as her hips rocked slightly into Jess’ touch. “That’s not a toy, Jess. But we can play if you want.” She groaned, reaching over to slide her hand against the back of Jess’ head and bring her closer to her cock. It was clear what she was demanding, whether Jess would actually make things easy on herself remained to be seen.

“Oh come on, Mal.” The woman huffed, mildly annoyed at the briefest hesitation from the other. “Everything has a price, and if you thought me casting you in this show was going to be a freebie then you really don’t know me at all.” Blake chastised, fixing the other woman with a look that said she should have known better. “I like you, Mal, but I don’t like you that much. You want this role then you need it to make worth my while to even let you on set.” The role in question was a small, insignificant part. Mostly background and not guaranteed to even make it in the show’s final cut, but Blake knew how much Mal still dreamed of being an actress and it gave her the perfect opportunity to exploit that.