Posted by Ay-Wun on October 02, 2006 at 00:19:01:
[center]5-20-2004
[b]Career Move[/b]
By: Ay-Wun[/center]
"Oh Jerry, You did it." cried Sherry as she looked at the the first page of the contract again.
"It's not..." Began Jerry, her agent.
"It's television, and a major corporation." shouted the gorgeous, copper tressed model.
"Did you read the whole contract Sher.?" said Jerry, trying, in vain to temper her enthusiasm.
"sure I read it, just like I always do.", she cried, "Please Jerry, this is what I want, TV, prime time, a major show, a big time sponsor, eternal fame, and look at the money."
"But it's for..."
"The contract Jerry, let me sign." she sighed, not understanding why he was holding back. "I'll be so big, this is what I've always wanted."
"Well," said Jerry softly now, "If it's really what you want, there are a couple of extra forms to sign, you know."
"Sure, sure Jerry, just give me the pen, and show me where, oh god, this is sooo great, it'll be the culmination of my modeling career." Sherry said. He laid the forms on her side of his desk, handed her a pen, and sighed as she inked her signature in all the necessary places.
Her face was not on magazine covers as often as it once was, but Sherry Sloan, at twenty-eight, was still one of the top models in the business, and considered one of the ten or twenty most beautiful women in the world. Hotpoint was introducing a whole new line of cookware, on the 'Master Chef' TV show, and she would be the the lovely come-on for their products. Women would be drawn to the show to learn about the product, men would watch because Sherry was sooo sexy. Hotpoint was waging a campaign of mystery about the new products, hyping hell about the show, but being super coy, and secretive of what they were going to sell.
There were cameras and the red carpet set up outside the TV studio when she arrived in the limo, just like a Hollywood premier. Sherry was thrilled as she stepped out on to the carpet, smiling her tantalizing smile at all the reporters and fans. There were many erections roused as Sherry slinked her way up the carpet, and through the door. All the network and Hotpoint executives enthusiasticly greeted her at the entrance to the studio. She was a little surprised though, when she asked to be shown to her dressing room, she was told it would not be necessary, as the super sexy dress she was wearing would do just fine, and they really didn't want any additional make-up.
She was hustled into the wings of the sound stage, and excitedly watched all the preliminaries of the show leading up to her introduction. Suddenly, she heard the EmCee proclaim,
"Without further ado, ladies and gentlemen, I give you the fabulously beautiful Sherry Sloan, and Master Chef Alfredo, and his staff!" as he gestured toward where she stood.
Sherry had been so enrapt by what was going on on stage that she had not even noticed the three men and one woman come up to stand behind her.
The audience went wild as she sexily moved across the stage with the Chef's crew seemingly in tow. Beaming out at the assembled throng, she accepted a kiss to her cheek from the EmCee. No sooner had this occured, than she was surrounded by the Chef's crew. Before she could even understand what was happening, her dress was removed. Since she never wore panties or bra with that sexy garment, she was nude except for her six inch stilettos. When she tried to protest, she was quietly told, that all of this was in the contract.
"Oh god!" she thought, "Is this why Jerry was so reluctant?, Should I have actually read the thing, as he insisted?"
As it turned out, that's exactly what she should have done, but it was now too late for the blushing beauty.
The EmCee now introduced Merl Hill of meat packing fame. This luminary stepped up to Sherry and stamped a seal onto her beautiful right buttock,
"Prime double A plus!" he stated, and with a bow to the audience, exited stage left.
Sherry's head was reeling as these things were happening to her, and as she was looking to see what had been stamped on her butt, she was picked up bodily and laid upon a large stainless steel table and a ball gag was pressed into her mouth and secured. A strap was placed about her waist as her wrists and ankles were locked to the sides of the table. The EmCee now proclaimed,
"Ladies and gentlemen, let me show you the first of our new products, the 'Lady Laser Knife', it will easily slice through the meat and bone of a live subject, cauterizing as it cuts."
Just as he concluded these lines, overhead cameras focused on Sherry as Chef Alfredo deftly sliced off her left leg about four inches below her pussy, the right leg swiftly followed. Sherry tried to scream, but the gag was secure and the female chef's assistant pressed a stimulant soaked cloth over her nose. A mask was set over her face, covering her eyes, and she felt a mist sprayed over her body as the EmCee extolled the wonders of 'Depillall' and Sherry felt her head and pubic hair fall away. In mere seconds, her arms were gone too.
Then, Sherry felt herself slid down onto the rigid prick of a man she hadn't seen before, and as he held her in place, another member plunged up her asshole. Sherry had no way of knowing, but these two men had won their places in a door prize drawing. They were both good too, the pain from where her limbs had been nearly faded away in the sexual ecstasy she was soon feeling. Sherry came twice before both men came almost simultaneously and brought her off again. As she was coming down from this last orgasm, she saw her lovely arms and legs being removed from where they'd been soaking in a tub labeled 'Depillall'. There were now no traces of either hair or nails on these limbs as they were thoroughly rinsed of all the chemical and placed into what looked like the upper part of an old fashioned cauldron, jutting from the top of a cube emblazoned with 'Hotpoint Microcauldron'.
"This ladies and gentlemen is Hotpoint's new product, combining the boiling qualities of a cauldron with a microwave oven! Within minutes," said the EmCee, "These limbs will be ready to be served as appetizers."
Sherry was now placed face down on a different table, one with an odd looking device at its end. Her groin was brought into contact with a 'V' shaped end from which two dildo like objects protruded. One was inserted into her pussy, and immediately began to vibrate as it moved in and out, as some sort of brush rubbed continuously on her clitoris. While this was happening the other plunged deeply into her anus. Within moments, Sherry was cumming again. This triggered a series of events. First, a circular saw surrounding the anus probe, cored out her sphincter, and as it came loose, needles shot from the surface of the anus probe to take hold of her intestines. Then, the probe retracted, bringing with it all of Sherry's bowels. When all were out, another arm with a cutter on its end entered and clipped it off inside, leaving her empty below her ribs except for those parts that made up her gender. The vibrator was now disconnected from the machine and left, still softly buzzing inside her.
A hook with a rope attached was inserted where her asshole had been, and the rope tied around her neck lifting her head up and back. A ten inch skewer was pushed from cheek to cheek, electrodes attached, and a current passed through it, effectively freezing her tongue and vocal cords, so that the ball gag could be removed. Now, Sherry was once more picked up,
"What now?" she thought, "Surely they can't torture me any worse than they already have." But she was very wrong about that.
When she was lowered again, it was on to a three foot by two foot frying pan on a multi-burner range. The Master Chef had timed it to perfection, Sherry remained fully conscious as her torso was lowered onto the already hot surface. With fast work and stimulants the young model was frying alive. But this was just the beginning. As the EmCee spoke of the merits of the 'Hotpoint Cooktop'and'Frypan'. The sizzling girl was flipped over to saute her back and buttocks. As she sizzled in agony, the Chef thrust a spit into her anus, beside the hook, and shoved it through until it emerged from her mouth.
This was not the usual rotisserie spit, but much shorter so that only eight inches were out Sherry's mouth, and a three inch disk stopped it from going any further into her, leaving eighteen inches below the disk. Having been sauted, she was picked up by the spit and carried to a large glass doored vertical oven. Though the door was open the oven was already heated. The chef's assistants gingerly inserted the lower end of the spit into a hole in the bottom of the oven, and as there was a square end on the spit that matched a square slot at the bottom of that hole Sherry began rotating in an upright position.
A sloping floor in the oven brought Sherry's drippings out to a catch basin below the door. These drippings were now used to baste her body as she began to roast in earnest. She knew she couldn't last much longer, but as the vibrator in her pussy was heat activated, it began to really vibrate. She came and the pain seemed to be less. And again and again, orgasm followed orgasm. As she became engrossed by the pleasure of her orgasms, and as the pain receptors in her skin died, the pain just faded away.
Beauty had always been Sherry's thing, and now as she was expiring, she thought,
"I must die beautifully." Then she thought, as still another orgasm rocked her body.
"I wonder if I'll taste good."
Then she remembered what her mentor in beauty, her mother had told her, over and over,
"Think beautiful thoughts, and you will be beautiful."
And so, she thought as her final thought,
"Of course I will taste good, how could I be otherwise, I'll taste simply wonderful." And so she did.
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