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Thank you for your consideration. ------------------------------------------------------ Cybil by Steve Sylkes Cybil Shepherd had been an actress in Hollywood since she was 16 years old. Now in her mid-forties she could look back on a fairly successful career. She'd done modeling, TV movies, commercials for Pantine shampoo, feature films, and most recently had been given the opportunity to star in and produce her own TV show. With all of her relative success she wondered what had brought her to the office of Tony Capetecio. Tony had earned his fortune as a Hollywood pro- ducer of big budget films. Capetecio was the president in charge of prestige productions at Unicorp Films. Prior to coming to Hollywood he had made his mark as a small time enforcer on the east coast for the Denardo Family. In 1991 when the Denardo Family bought the majority share of Unicorp stock under a pseudonym they immediately fired then studio president Frank Mancuso. Subsequently the family appointed its own staff headed by producer Tony Madraso. Madraso had grown up on the east coast and knew of Capetecio. Madraso re- spected Capetecio and appreciated his hard handed ways of getting things done in a hurry. Therefore with no experience and not even a high school education Capetecio was hired to see to it that all prestige films at Unicorp finished on or under budget. Capetecio was good at his job. His no nonsense attitude and reputation intimidated the most experi- enced directors and producers. It was rare that he had to go to a movie set to talk to his creative personnel but when he did he always got results. Since his ar- rival not one Unicorp prestige film had gone over budget. Physically Capetecio was a brutish looking man. Many people referred to him as "Big Tony". He stood about 6 feet tall and weighed 230 pounds. He had dark hair that came down to his shoulders and a big beer belly. He was also very hairy. Hair covered his chest, belly, arms, shoulders, and even his back. Capetecio had one weakness. He loved middle aged women. They turned him on to the point of losing control of himself. It was a secret vice, that his superiors knew nothing about. And Tony planned to keep it that way. On that day he sat behind is desk in his plush but moderately sized office. He knew Cybil Shepherd was outside in his waiting room. Although he had nothing else to do that day he had told his reception- ist to have Ms. Shepherd wait 20 minutes the lobby. Capetecio wanted to see just how badly this big time actress wanted the part in his new film and he wanted to show her he was boss and she was at his service not the other way around. Cybil sat patiently in the lobby thinking about the circumstances that had brought her there. She knew that doing a big budget film like this would bring her lots of money. But more importantly she knew that it could bring lots of publicity for her show, prestige in the Hollywood community, and possibly an Oscar nomination. Even though her TV show was doing rela- tively well, her heart was in doing feature films. She hadn't done one in three years and knew that doing a film with Capetecio would probably make her more mar- ketable as a film actress. She also knew that this marketability had its price. After her 20 minutes was up the receptionist looked up from her desk and said, "Mr. Capetecio will see you now." Cybil stood up and straightened herself and walked toward Capetecio's office door. She was nervous and felt her armpits beginning to feel a little damp. She was wearing a sensible pink suit with a white shell underneath. Although it was not at all warm in the office she wondered if she should take off her jacket before she entered because she knew her nervousness would raise her body temperature. She decided to leave the jacket on and turned the knob and walked in. Capetecio was sitting behind his desk. "Cybil," he said without standing up, "Come in and close the door." Capetecio touched the intercom button on is phone and spoke into it. "Joan, I'm not to be dis- turbed." "Of course Mr. Capetecio," Joan's voice replied. "Would you like to sit down Ms. Shepherd?" Capetecio asked. "Thank you," Cybil replied as she sat down, "but please call me Cybil." "Ok call, me Mr. Capetecio," Big Tony said. Cybil laughed and kind of snorted through her nose a little. She was glad a man with Big Tony's reputation did have a sense of humor. Perhaps this meeting wouldn't be as nerve racking as she thought. "I wasn't joking," Big Tony said. The smile quickly faded from Cybil's face and the tension that had dissipated in her stomach a few seconds ago, returned with twice the intensity. She shifted in her seat and tried to pull her skirt down over her knee as she crossed her legs. The skirt was a knee length skirt and was some- what tight. It got considerably shorter when she sat down. She had chosen this ensemble after not being able to decide on what to wear after 30 minutes of rummaging around in her closet. Her shoes were white high heels. Normally she didn't care what her shoes looked like as long as they were comfortable. She had once told a CNN reporter that at 45 she had to decide on either ugly shoes or ugly feet. She explained to the reporter that she had chosen the former. She often wore boots that resembled the combat variety. This strategy had worked in that her feet had remained nicely formed. However, Cybil had cramped her toes into her white pumps. She had wanted to look very professional today. Capetecio looked into Cybil's nervous eyes and began to speak. "Look baby, I know you can handle the part in this film. The way I see it if you can handle your own TV show then you can obviously act." Cybil felt very nervous and somewhat uneasy in Big Tony's presence. She hoped this discussion would be over soon. She wanted the part and the good fortune that it could bring her but even more she wanted to get the hell out of there. "I didn't call you here to audition you. As far as I'm concerned as of right now you got the part. My concern is your attitude. I heard that you caused some problems on the Moonlighting show," Big Tony stated. Cybil began to speak but Capetecio cut her off before she could say anything. "I really don't want to hear about it. My con- cern is that once we get into filming, if you become upset or frustrated you won't go off and pout in you trailer for 3 hours." Cybil took a deep breath as Big Tony continued. "We had a girl try that shit with us a while ago, almost caused us to go over budget until we persuaded her to make nice. Now you wouldn't do that would you Cybil?" "No, I wouldn't. I've been an actress for ..." Cybil started but was cut off again. "What I'm interested in is team players. I like team players. I like good sports. Are you a good sport Cybil?" Capetecio asked. "Yes I can be in the right atmosphere," Cybil answered. "That's good Cybil. Very good but I need proof you understand," said Big Tony. Cybil looked puzzled for a moment. Big Tony continued calmly and coolly, "I want to see what kind of good sport you are, okay? So stand up and come on over here and give me a good blow job baby," Big Tony commanded. His words shocked her, She hadn't had a case of the old casting couch proposition since she'd been in her twenties. She was repulsed and insulted. "I don't think this is going to work out for me Mr. Capetecio," Cybil said as she stood up. "Well whether it does or not I want my cock sucked by a middle aged actress, and I want it sucked now." Capetecio said as he too stood up. "I don't want to hurt you baby but this is a sound proof office and there's a lot of distance between you and that door," Capetecio added nodding toward the door. Cybil felt afraid now and most definitely intimidated. She looked at the door but doubted if she could make it there before Capetecio intercepted her. She felt controlled by this brutish man. She had been around long enough to know that if she gave in Big Tony wouldn't hurt her. "Come on over here and kneel down," Tony ordered. Cybil walked slowly toward Big Tony. Tony gently but firmly embraced the actress and kissed her. He began to make out with her the way he did with all the actresses he wanted. His mustache and five o'clock shadow tickled and scratched Cybil's soft, smooth, face as his tongue bore into her mouth. "Come on honey get into it, pretend I'm Bogdonavich" he commanded remem- bering the affair Cybil had had with the director of her first film. Cybil timidly kissed Tony back slipping her tongue between his lips as his tongue continued to probe her pretty mouth. While he was kissing her Big Tony's hands explored the actress' full, voluptuous bottom. He traced her panty lines and cupped the cheeks of her ass. After about 3 minutes of frenching and groping Tony was satisfied and pushed the actress back a step. "Lets see what kind of memory you have for remembering your lines. Take off your shoes, jacket, blouse and bra in that order," he commanded. "I thought you just wanted oral," Cybil said dryly. Capetecio quickly raised his hand and brought it down against the left cheek of the actress. He did not hit her hard but hard enough to let her know he meant business. "I said to take off your shoes, jacket, blouse and bra in that order now don't make me repeat myself again," Big Tony growled. Her breath grew short as she tried in earnest to fight off the tears. As she began to comply with Tony's demands, Tony spoke again, "That had better be the last time I have to repeat anything, understand?" he said. Cybil nodded as she kicked off her white pumps. She slipped her suit jacket off her shoulders and handed it to Tony as he reached out his hand. Then she untucked her blouse and pulled it over her head. Tony waved his finger at her as if to communicate the command 'Turn around'. Cybil complied and felt Tony's fingers eagerly working at her bra. Tony undid the bra and slowly eased the straps off Cybil's shoulders and let it fall silently to the floor. She felt her breasts sag a little without the support. Big Tony placed his hands on her shoulders and turned Cybil around to face him. "Not bad for an older girl," Tony said as he visually examined the actresses' breasts. He pulled Cybil to him and began frenching her again. As he did, his hands explored her body; her slightly sagging breasts and those wonder- fully full ass cheeks. Cybil passively wrapped her arms around Tony's board torso. She could feel Tony's erect cock digging into her right thigh. Tony again broke off the kissing and pushed the actress back a step. He reached for her jacket and balled it up into a nice make-shift pillow. Then he dropped it to the floor in front of him. Cybil knew what that action meant. Big Tony placed his powerful right hand atop Cybil's head and pressed down firmly. "Down," he said. She knew there was no turning back now. She felt completely controlled by this man, as if she had to comply. Her cheek still stung from the disciplinary slap administered by Big Tony. There was no telling what this brute was capable of. Cybil felt as if it would go better for her if she just did what he wanted. She was no fool, and in this case she knew her role in this one act play was to do as she was told. She was an actress and like all the big name actresses in Hollywood she knew it was her turn to take a tumble on the casting couch. This was different from the other time she had done this. The first time she had been a teenage girl, wined, dined, and romanced by a rather sophisticated older man. This time she was being forced by a man she found only remotely attractive, who in fact was 7 years her junior. After the first time she told herself she would never fall victim to this type of coercion. Nevertheless here she was. Standing bare breasted before Big Tony Capetecio, Cybil Shepherd gave into the pressure exerted by the hand atop her head and gingerly knelt down. "Good... good girl," Tony complimented. "Maybe you are a good sport after all. Take it out sweet- heart," he commanded. Cybil felt ashamed and humili- ated as she knelt before Big Tony. She could barely bring her trembling hands up to undo his belt and pants but she remembered Big Tony's reprimand about not having to repeat himself and she found the courage and dexterity to undo his belt. Next she unhooked and unzipped his pants and pulled them down around his thick thighs. Tony beamed down at her with a look of satisfaction and calm. He wore bikini underwear. Cybil was repulsed by the sight of his sausage penis bulging beneath his underwear straining to just beneath the girth of his hairy beer belly. She looked up at him passively as she hooked her fingers under the crotch bands of the leg openings of his underwear and gently tugged them down. As his underwear slid slowly south, Tony's large swollen cock flopped out. The sight of it just inches from her face further intimidated Cybil. The musky odor of his crotch and genitals filled her nostrils as she took a deep breath to help calm herself. "Okay baby, I want lots of spit, tongue action, eye contact, creativity, and enthusiasm. And if I feel any teeth you'll be wearing false ones from here on, coppice?" Capetecio threatened as if he had said it a hundred times before. Cybil just nodded meekly in re- sponse. "Understand?!" Tony yelled as he grabbed a hand- ful of her luxurious blonde mane and yanked firmly. Cybil jumped and responded, "Yes... yes." Tony still wasn't satisfied. He wanted her to know without a doubt who was in charge here. Yanking on her hair again he barked, "Yes who bitch?" Cybil had been pushed beyond her limit and was beginning to anger. "Yes Mr. Capetecio goddamit" she screeched. "That's better but don't raise your voice to me again bitch. Now get started," Tony commanded. Remem- bering her instructions Cybil hesitated for a moment, took a deep breath and began kiss-pecking at the inside of Tony's chunky thighs. "Oh ... oh, oh, oh that's nice baby," Tony said as he thrilled to the feeling of Cybil's submissiveness and her sexy motions. His hot prick brushed against her cheek as she obediently serviced the big man. Although she was not enjoying it, Cybil found relief as Tony loosened his grip on her hair and simply let his hand rest atop her head. His odor also began to grow on Cybil for which she was glad. "Lap the balls," Tony instructed. Cybil began to lick Tony's hairy scrotum sack with long slow strokes. She went up and down and almost touched the base of his cock a couple of times. The salty taste of sweat filled her mouth. "Oh yes that's nice. Yeah you're a good sport all right," Tony blithered as he closed his eyes enjoyed his latest conquest. "Flick your tongue faster. Yeah get into it. You ever do this for Bruce Willis?" Tony teased and chuckled a bit. Cybil didn't answer but did comply by flicking her tongue faster. "Okay that's good take it in your mouth now honey," Tony commanded. Cybil brought her hand to his cock and lifted it up to her mouth. "No hands! Just mouth it baby. You're a talented girl, I know you can handle it," Tony said. Cybil let his beefy cock slip from her hand and crooked her neck so that she could bring her mouth under the head of his semi-erect member. The hand on her head urged her forward. She resisted a bit but opened her mouth just enough to allow the head to brush gently into her mouth. She opened wider to allow more cock to enter as he helped her move down on his cock. "Look up at me baby," Tony reminded. Cybil's eyes flashed defiantly up at Tony. The look excited Tony. He allowed his love weapon to rest for a moment inside her mouth. Cybil could feel his cock pulsing in her mouth. It was such an unmistakable feeling that she could have sworn it was his heart in her mouth. Soon he was com- pletely erect. Slowly Tony began to guide her head back and forth on his cock. Cybil continued to look obediently up at Tony. He was careful not to jam his cock too far into her mouth, yet. This was how Big Tony showed his affection and admiration for women. He had never been taught to do otherwise. In his mind Cybil should have felt flattered to be allowed to do this. Saliva pooled in her mouth as Cybil became a receptacle for Big Tony's expression of affection. "Do you like that?" Big Tony asked. "Rlress," Cybil attempted to answer but was muffled by cock. "Don't talk with your mouth full," Tony cruelly chuckled. "Do you have any kids?" Tony asked. "Rlress. Thee," Cybil answered. "Don't talk with your mouth full," Tony cruelly chuckled again. This was Tony's type of humor. Slowly on every fifth stroke Tony began to ease more and more of his cock into her mouth. Cybil gagged each time he pushed in a little further. "Relax your neck and throat muscles baby. Your not leaving here until you take it all the way," Tony instructed. Cybil could hear her own slurping sounds filling her ears. Her saliva filled her mouth and trickled down on her chin. Tony's hairy balls lightly pushed against her moist chin as Cybil took more cock. "Now on the 'in' strokes I want you to push your tongue out of your mouth and lap my balls. It's not going to be easy but a talented girl like you should be able to handle it," Tony explained. Still moving slowly Cybil tried to comply. She was beginning to get the idea of this romantic inter- lude. She also felt an unexpected dampness between her legs and a familiar pleasurable pressure in her full belly. As Tony's cock went in on the 'in' strokes Cybil's tongue darted out of her mouth and lathered his ball sack with saliva. "Oh motherfuck that feels awe- some! You're beautiful baby, now I know where your real talent lies. We're going to build up a little speed now honey," Tony said with his hand still firmly planted on her head. Tony moved her head up and down on his cock faster while simultaneously moving his pelvis and hips in and out. Building up more speed caused Cybil to drool and gag more. This really excited Big Tony. "Ockka, Agicka," Cybil choked. Tony felt the contraction of Cybil's throat when she gagged and the feeling sent shock waves up his cock and made his rectum contract. He felt a slightly audible but odor- ous fart escape and he chuckled again. Tony thought to himself that this could be turning into one of the top five blow jobs he had ever received. With aid from Big Tony's strong hand Cybil continued to move her head back and forth on the intruding cock. Every once in a while Tony could feel the gentle scrape of teeth drag on his cock, but he knew that Cybil was trying very hard and did not hit or chastise her again. Tony increased the speed and power of his pelvis thrusts. He held Cybil's head in a stationary position and pumped in earnest. Cybil's jaw, throat, and neck were beginning to tire and become sore. As Tony's cock plunged cruelly in and out of her mouth it was all she could do to breath between gags. She stopped trying to lap his balls on the in strokes and concentrated on not dragging her teeth and breathing. Realizing her discomfort was increasing Tony suggested, "Try to breath through your nose baby." Tony felt the head of his cock brush the back of Cybil's throat open. He reached down with his free hand and pinched and fondled her full breasts. His actions stimulated Cybil but she could not really appreciate the sensations with Tony's cock raping her mouth so hard. Tony was really sweating now and was pumping for all he was worth. Sweat dripped down from his face and landed on Cybil's. He had long since soaked through his sport coat and shirt. He took his hand away from her breasts and loosened his tie. Then he placed both hands on her head and held her in place. "Now its time baby," he said as he continued to stroke in and out, "now its time for you to dine on Capetecio's world famous man-chowder. When I come I expect you to swallow every drop. I mean every drop. I don't want to see any sperm trickle out on your chin," he threatened. Then Tony began to pump faster than he had ever pumped a girl's mouth before. He was getting tired but he continued pumping and sweating at jack rabbit speed. Cybil was completely spent. She could no longer control her mouth actions. Her mouth was really just hanging on Big Tony's prick. She could barely breath as Tony's cock filled her oral cavity. Her eyes rolled up into her head as Tony grabbed handfuls of her hair in passion. She was almost ready to pass out when she heard Big Tony ask in a breathy growl, "You ready to taste some pecker juice baby?" She nodded weakly yes. Tony felt her mouth move when she nodded and that did it for him. He grabbed her head and forced it all the way down on his cock and exploded. "Ah Shit, Ah Shit, Ah Shit," Tony yelled. Hot come gushed up from his balls and flooded Cybil's mouth. The come mixed with her saliva caused Cybil's cheeks to balloon. It was all she could do to swallow obediently. The salty taste was not at all unpleasant and was familiar to her. More sperm rocketed up from Tony's bloated balls and ultimately into Cybil's mouth. She swallowed and gulped and swallowed some more. For a moment she thought he would never stop coming. He must have been saving up for a year she thought. As his load finally began to slow, then stop, he complimented the pretty actress, "Very good, that's a goooood girl, that's a goooood girl, what a good sport." Tony pulled his pelvis back and removed his still mildly contracting penis from Cybil's mouth. She swallowed the last of the producer's sperm deposit and collapsed in a heap in front of him. Tony still sweaty and out of breath reached down and pulled up his bikini underwear and pants. "Get up and get dressed," Tony commanded. Cybil opened her eyes, rolled her head to the side, and watched Tony fixing his clothes and moving back behind his desk. Still gasping for breath, she sat back up on her haunches and weakly gathered her clothes. She was conscious of Tony's sharp gaze upon her breasts and quickly and awkwardly tried to put on her bra back on. She stood up and found her blouse. "You did well today baby, you're going to make a fine addition to our cast," Tony mocked. Cybil finished putting on her blouse and silent- ly slipped her white pumps back on. "I'll have the line producer call your agent tomorrow," Tony said. Feeling completely humiliated and used, the middle aged actress picked up the jacket to her suit and headed for the door. "Don't you have something to say to me Cybil?" Tony asked. She stopped in her tracks, hesitated for a moment, then turned to face him. "Thank you Mr. Capetecio," Cybil said obediently. "Good girl Cybil, you're a good sport." he com- plimented. "You may leave now." The pretty, middle aged actress turned and left. !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WARNING!!! NEVER, NEVER practice unsafe sex. In this day and age, it is just plain stupid to have unprotected sex with strangers. This story is for entertainment not to be imitated. You only have one body per lifetime.... So take good care of it... 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