“No no…I have read it throughly,” Shrabanti interjected, very quietly. “I’ve considered everything carefully, and I need to play this role. The leading character of this film ‘Supriyadevi’ was almost single-handedly earned laks of rupees during her tenure from Film-industry. She was able to establish herself a respectable celeb also in that era and her struggle was highly supported by some of that period’s feminists. Actually I’m a blind fan of her acting and my work and success has been greatly influenced by her lifestyle. And I think more people need to know her life.”
“We think so, too, Shrabantiji,” said Firdous a bit anxiously. “But she actually raised that huze money behind her film-acting as a…”
“Highly paid Callgirl,” Shrabanti supplied quickly. “I know, but…”
“Yes she was a famous Callgirl in Tollygunge during that period who was known for her nastiness, Shrabantiji. Her, um, I… I… mean sexual exploits had very few limits. In order to honor her legacy, we’ll have to highlight all of her work. Some of the scenes we’re shooting are going to be very explicit. Essentially, if you take this role, you’re agreeing to shoot some explicit intimate scenes. If you still want to do this, we’re going to have to make sure you can perform as needed when the time comes.”
“I’ve thought it all through,” Shrabanti repeated, though her throat sounded dry. “Let’s…let’s…let’s get started.”
“Okay, then, Shrabantiji, we’ve to take some screen test…I mean we want to see if you’re able to be bold enough for the character. At first we’re going to need you to stand up, turn, squat, and wiggle your ass seductively just like a real Callgirl who tries her customer to excite and satisfies his need. Make an effort to slide your saree below your navel or pull your saree-saya up with each motion so that we can see your panties.”
Shrabanti immediately stood, stiffening as she did so, and turned around as ordered. Slightly loosening her saree and saya, she pushed them downwards until the upper portion of her panties was visible. Then pulling her saree-saya upto her knees, she began to squat. Once she was in position, she made an obvious call on her will and began to twitch and gyrate her ass. Her cheeks became blushed red with shame as her saree-saya rode up her back, giving the men a full view of the white, lace, panties that clung to her ass cheeks.
Shrabanti tried to focus her mind on the good she was doing, but a swift pinch on her left ass-cheek brought her back to the reality. She turned her head just in time to see Firdous smack her right ass cheek. He had not been too gentle about it and she felt the heat spread.
Before she could protest, a song began blaring in her ears. To her utter horror, Shrabanti realized it was a hit hindi song “Kaanta laaga…..” Firdous meanwhile reached out to tuck the bottom of her dress at her waist, and falling to his knees, he roughly groped her panty clad ass cheeks. With quick a attempt, he pulled down the small panties down to the middle of her thighs.
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