Bimbo Bunny Banged by PhotographerHardcore 

WARNING: This fictional work involves doll fantasy reenactments with crude language D/s, extreme object insertions, and other fetishes. Please stay safe and know your rights when you practice BDSM.

“I think we got it,” Fred says as he looks into the viewfinder of his camera.

“Yeah?” Chrissy says. He’s glad it’s over. The studio’s really cold and it doesn’t help that he’s wearing a skimpy outfit. “Can I see?”

“Sure. Scoot over.” Fred sits down next to Chrissy on the carrot plush. He gives the camera to Chrissy and lets him look at the photos they took.

This is the second time Fred photographed Chrissy, but the first time they’re alone together. Billy, the owner of Priapus Cumfectionary, wanted Fred to do the product and editorial photos for Priapus’s new line of pleasure product, Vibrating Egg.

“You know, Billy rented the place for another hour,” Fred grins. “You, uh… you wanna take more photos? Like, maybe we could lose the bikini bottom?”

Chrissy’s tiny dick stirs. He’s so focused on looking at the photos on Fred’s camera that he doesn’t realize how close Fred’s sitting to him or that Fred’s hand has been on his naked waist. Chrissy was able to tamp down his horniness during the photoshoot because he was nervous and wanted the photos to come out as good as possible.

Fred chuckles as he sees Chrissy blush. He gets up and gestures at Chrissy to hand him his camera back.

“What… what do you want me to do?” Chrissy says.

“Keep straddling that carrot plush,” Fred says. “But think of it as a giant dick, yeah? Want you as slutty as possible.”

Chrissy starts posing but feels a bit awkward at first.

“Don’t be shy. Why don’t you rub your hands all over that sexy body? Yeah, that’s it. Pinch those nips. Play with your titties. Yeah, just like that.”

With Fred’s encouragement, Chrissy starts to feel more at ease. His dicklet is now hard and pushes against the scanty string bikini bottom he wears, creating a tiny tent.

“Slide those panties to the side, let me see your clit,” Fred says. “Lean back a bit. That’s it. Show us how much of a sissy whore you are.”

Chrissy does what Fred tells him to do, but his mind wanders to Matt. Matt’s been so busy and stressed out with work that he’s been too tired to fuck.

He also hasn’t cum since the last time he and Matt had sex since Chrissy wants to make sure he can squirt if Matt wants to fuck.

But it’s been a few weeks, and Chrissy’s getting frustrated.

“Aw, what’s wrong, babygirl?” Fred notices Chrissy’s tiny dick becomes flaccid. He approaches his model.

“Oh, uh, nothing,” Chrissy says. “Sorry. I just… my mind went elsewhere for a bit.”

Fred smiles. “That’s okay. It happens. In fact, let me just get some shots of that sexy small cock, yeah?”

Chrissy nods.

“Good girl,” Fred says and takes close-up photos of Chrissy’s dicklet. He then moves away and begins taking photos of Chrissy’s full body as he straddles the carrot bolster.

It doesn’t take long before Chrissy gets hard again and leaks precum.

“That’s it, bitch,” Fred grins. “Flick that clit. Get it wet for me.”

Chrissy grasps his tiny cock and throws his head back. He starts to caress his own clit, feeling the wetness of the precum, spreading it all over.

“Strip for me, slut,” Fred says without missing a single click.

Chrissy gets up and walks over to the garden arch. He plays with the strings of his bikini bottom, pulling them away without undoing them. His hard tiny dick bounces along while leaking precum.

“Fuckin’ tease,” Fred chuckles. “Keep doing it.”

Chrissy turns around and gives Fred a view of his round butt. He pulls one side of his bikini strings and plays around some more. Then he undoes the other side and lets it drop.

“Oh,” Chrissy says. “But that means I won’t have the bunny tail.”

“I have something. You’re okay with a bit of tape on your skin, aren’t you?”

“I… I think that’s fine.”

“This is some kind of a skin tape to make sure the ladies don’t get wardrobe malfunction. Turn around.” Fred cuts off a bit of the tape and gently places it just above the center of Chrissys’s butt cheeks, making sure to get not only an eyeful but also a handful of Chrissy’s butt. He gives it a soft and gentle kiss and grins when he hears Chrissy’s soft moan.

Chrissy attaches the bunny tail and wiggles his hips. “It works.”

“Awesome! Now get back to posing, bitch!”

Fred’s commanding voice and tone turn Chrissy on. It’s bad enough that Matt’s been sexually unavailable lately, but so has Wade. Aside from Wade emailing Chrissy to ask for help designing a poster for his ranch, Wade’s also been busy. The LA fires have kept the two most important men in Chrissy’s world away from him, but he can’t blame them. Life happens.

“I’m no furry, but you make a sexy bimbo bunny, you know that, right?” Fred’s voice brings Chrissy back to the room.

Chrissy giggles. “I know.”

“How many eggs you think can fit in your cunt?”

“Oh, uh… Billy doesn’t want us to play with them,” Chrissy says. “At least not now. He wants me to try them for the first time during the live review we’re doing.”

“Too bad. What about the carrots?”

“The… carrots?”

Fred hands Chrissy one of the bigger carrots. “Think of them as dicks. Start by sucking one, yeah?”

Chrissy tentatively licks the tip of the carrot.

“Come on, whore, don’t act all shy like you don’t want it,” Fred says.

With that, Chrissy opens his mouth and tries to deepthroat the carrot as much as he can.

“That’s it… Fuckin’ nasty bitch.”

Fred hands Chrissy another big carrot. “Sit your ass down on the plush. Suck one and stuff one in your cunt. Make both your holes nice and full, yeah?”

It’s been weeks since Chrissy’s had anything in his pussy. His cunt is quivering. Even in the chilly studio, he can feel his hole wet with sweat from posing. He gingerly puts the carrot he was sucking on near his hole. When Fred moves in to take photos of his pussy before the penetration, Chrissy feels emboldened.

The large carrot enters Chrissy cunt from the thinner end and Chrissy moans.

“Good girl, good girl,” Fred says as he keeps taking photos. “That’s it.” He moves away a bit so he can take a full body photo of Chrissy sucking a huge carrot with another one embedded in his cunt. “Fuck, that’s beautiful.”

Fred grabs another carrot and pulls out the green fronds off the top.

“Think you can doublefuck yourself with this one?” Fred says. “Use the thicker end this time.”

Chrissy hesitates for a bit.

“Come on, come on, the one hour is almost over,” Fred snaps.

The way Fred says it makes Chrissy almost dry-fuck himself with the large carrot. He catches himself and hastily sucks the wider end of the carrot as Fred takes multiple photos of Chrissy. He realizes how slutty he must be looking. He has a carrot in one hand, holding and sucking off another, all the while yet another carrot’s sticking out of his cunt.

Still, it’s taking too long for Fred. He grabs the carrot from Chrissy and forcefully inserts it into his hole in one go.

“Ow, hey!” Chrissy yelps. “That hurt!”

“Oh, come on, you slut! You know you love it.”

Chrissy bites his lower lip. The pain subsides and turns into pleasure as Fred pushes more of the phallic vegetable inside his hole.

“There,” Fred grins, looking proud of his handiwork. “Keep sucking the third one, bitch.”

A slight tear drips down Chrissy’s cheek from the pain of having a large object shoved inside his cunt.

Fred sees this and captures it on camera. “Fuckin’ sissy faggot,” he chuckles. “Keep going. That’s it. Slide those carrots in and out of your pussy.”

Chrissy’s submissive nature takes over and he starts fucking himself with the two thick carrots, taking more and more in. He’s too engrossed in the act that he’s not aware Fred’s sliding up above him.

Fred pushes down his cargo sweatshorts to reveal his hard cock. “You want this big dick, you dumb whore?”

Chrissy gulps as Fred waves his huge dick millimeters away from his face. He pulls the wet carrot he’s been sucking on out of his mouth. He feels his face move forward on its own. His lips pucker to kiss the pulsating rod.

“That’s it. Worship that dick.”

Chrissy’s jaws part and before he knows it, he starts deepthroating Fred’s cock.

Fred grabs the back of Chrissy’s shaved head, docking his dick inside Chrissy’s throat. “Look at me.”

As Chrissy looks up, Fred takes pictures of Chrissy with his dick in Chrissy’s mouth.

“Go ahead,” Fred says. “Shove the third carrot in your pussy.”

Chrissy wants to say no, but his throat is full of warm meat, a sensation he hasn’t experienced in a while now. His brain switches off and he goes on full instinct as a sub. His sole purpose is to please his Top. And if his Top wants him to triple-fuck himself with a root vegetable, then that’s what he needs to do.

“Oh, fuck,” Fred’s eyes widen when he sees Chrissy’s cunt swallows the third carrot bit by bit. The sight makes him lose control. “Fuck, fuck, I’m cumming, oh fuck.”

He pulls out his dick from Chrissy’s hungry mouth and sprays all over Chrissy’s face before reinserting it and spewing more of his fuck down Chrissy’s throat. Fred roughly grabs the back of Chrissy’s head.

Chrissy has to suppress his gag reflex. He can taste the thick, sour-bitter liquid coating his tongue and gullet. His eyes roll to the back of his head with ecstasy. It’s been so long since he’s being used as a cumdump slut.

Fred pulls out when he’s done cumming inside Chrissy. He grins when he sees his dick clean and gleaming with Chrissy’s spit. “Good slut,” he says and steps back to take photos of Chrissy, covered in cum and spit, three huge carrots sticking out of his cunt.

“I… I want to cum too,” Chrissy says and starts to move the carrots in and out of his hole.

“Hold that thought, bitch,” Fred says. “Lemme just take some pics of you covered in my cum. Fuck, you’re so pretty, but you know that, right?”

Fred’s watch beeps when he’s taking photos. “Oh, shit. Sorry, faggot. Time’s up. We need to leave. Get up.”

“But…”

“Tell you what, you go ahead and take those carrots with you. You’re vegetarian, right?” Fred throws a paper towel at Chrissy.

Chrissy nods.

“Perfect,” Fred walks away, checking the photos in his camera. “Come on, get dressed and clean yourself up. You look like a cheap hooker.”

In a different setting, Chrissy would feel offended, but his brain’s too clouded by horniness. He gently pulls out the three carrots out of his cunt, and wipes himself with the paper towels.

Guess he needs to wait till tonight. A part of Chrissy is grateful he didn’t cum. He hopes Matt will be in the mood and have enough energy to fuck him. Cumming with Matt is more fun that cumming alone anyway.

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