2

As the camera crew and dress up girlfriend began to carry up, Sally approached Griff."How did I do ? I felt so self-conscious, especially at the end there. I'm sword lily Marg and Marie are here to help with the clothes."

"Sure, sugar. They are a effective crew and they loved you. You know, Joey over there said that you're a cancel, and I agree. You have a natural freshness, an surmount friendliness, and wicked sense of humour. And you have a tanned and fit body. You would do well as a nude simulation. Did you know that Andy sent me a nude painting photo in that batch of promotional picture he sent with you ?"

Sally stared at the photo. She was nude on the beach during their summer vacation. Then she stared at Griff. She thought about his offer and almost walked away, but she really wanted to prove herself as a exemplar, so she stood silent, torn, not knowing what to do. Griff patted her shoulder to assure her."It's OK, Sally. It's no big sight. heap of theoretical account do nude statue. Marg and Marie are both nude statue models, rightfulness miss ?"

Both nodded. Marg told Sally,"I know it seems like something sleazy, but it really is not. It is more like the boudoir photos hoi polloi like to take privately or the old promotion photo of New Orleans hookers. There is a good market for nude painting, and it pays ten times a regular shoot."

Ten time. Griff had confirmed it. Sally thought about the renovations she wanted at home and the Caribbean vacation she wanted to book, all possible if she took off her clothes. well, just this once, she thought. She shivered with sexual DOE at the thought process what she was about to do.

Griff led her to another character of the cavernous studio where they found a set that looked like an old fourth dimension brothel with crimson brocade drapes and padded settle and mirrors on walls and on the roof. Again the crew was setting up and the women brought period apparel for Sally to try on. The estimation was that Sally would be a floozy posing for publicity photos.

The old girdle was tight. sortie didn't like that. But it also pushed up her breasts, which Griff really liked and decided to begin the shoot with images of her full breasts captured in silk and whalebone. Then it was on to her frilly dame, a low angle shot that exposed the fact she wore no underclothing. So the corset was gone to Sally's big relief and then the skirt, and there was our Sally, naked as the day she was born.

Her inner flasher took over in the upheaval of being naked in front of alien. She pouted and kissed at the photographic camera, played with her toes while flashing her puss at the crew, and leaning toward the camera for a panoramic crack of her breasts. On and on she went, becoming Thomas More and more inventive and provocative in her airs, talking to Griff and working with his suggestions, until Griff said,"OK sallying forth, circularize your legs."

She stopped and sat up on the settee, looking down quickly."Why do you need me to do that ?"she asked plaintively. She knew the solution. Griff wanted her to cross the line of business between tasteful soft-core nude statue and pornographic exposure of all her raw treasure. Every woman knows that line. It appears whenever a man fiat"facing pages your legs ”.

pealing her eyes skyward as if asking the Godhead for counselling, she thought of Andy and what he would say. With that thought, the reply came. Yes, of course Andy would O.K.. After all, he had taken such photo of her already. She spread her legs.

More directions from Griff."obtain your breasts. tweet your nipples. Put your finger in your lip. Put your fingerbreadth in your pussy. Hold your pussy lips open. Put your finger's breadth in your ass."

Each new direction seemed more outrageous than the go. Sally's disbelieving mind struggled with the raw realness of this photo shoot. She realized there were no rules, no limits to what they would make her do for the camera.

3

When it was over, the crew once more began packing up. Sally was now so energized by the experience of being photographed nude sculpture that she bounced up to Griff and exclaimed,"That was amazing. I would screw to do it again."It was an fair feeling, but she also felt the financial pressure sensation, the want for more pay."

Griff stopped and looked her up and down. He rubbed his mentum."Hmmm, that's beneficial, wisecrack. I love your ebullience, and you photograph really well. I mean dynamite, girl."Sally laughed."So, we have an afford time slot right now for another shoot, if you are interested. This is kind of a forte photo set for a client."

"Yeah, sure,"wisecrack responded with a big grin. It was if Griff had read her mind.

"Well, before you say ‘ yes ’, I better explain. This is a soft-core bondage scene, so you would be naked and restrained. Not much different from the nude hooey you just did, except you would be tied up."She paused, still listening."If you like, we can look at the set and see what you would have to do."That seemed sensible, so she nodded.

The set was declamatory, a non-white room with low ceilings and bondage furniture. In the middle of the set was a large gyno chair. Griff brought a set of ankle and wrist handcuff and began attaching them to wisecrack who stood parentage still with fright as he buckled the leather handlock and removed her habiliment. As he was working, he slyly checked out her ass, titmouse, and snatch. They would do well on prominent display.

Without really agreeing to anything, Sally let Griff take her to the chair and secure her radiocarpal joint to the head sleep and her ankle joint to the stirrups. His deep masculine voice was cool off and self-assured, a chocolate brown sweet syrup that lulled her spider sense to sleep. His strong hands were warm and mollify as he clipped the buckles on her handlock to chair anchors, and he told her a shady story about a manikin who had gone home on the metro still wearing her bondage cuffs.

Then the Mobile River tv camera guy moved around her supine form, framing her sarcoid thigh and the perky puddles of her knocker. All the meter her middle moved with him, and she tried to make small talk and jape because she was in fact terrified. She realized that her bonds were real, and in that position, they could do anything with her they wanted. Her breathing came faster and shallower as she began to panic.

"Easy now, sweetie,"Griff soothed."He's just taking all the angles we need for the shoot. There's really nothing for you to do except bet pretty … and you do, of course."He held her gaze, and she calmed."Now this is a pornography shoot, so we need the standard privates shot. I'm going to disseminate the stirrups, Sally. Just remember it's for the superfluous money."

Indeed his pass this second time had been generous, so Sally thought about that as he swung the stapes wide and the camera zoomed in. Then to her consternation, quietly out of nowhere came the rest of the crew : all men, all black, and all naked.

"Oh oh … oh what's that ? What's happening ?"quip demanded in a panic. Griff waved the men to intercept.

"It's just share of the manipulate thralldom view we are trying to create, Sally."He could see her initial panic was turning to see red."I should have told you the whole scene first, but we were pressed for time. I hope you understand."He looked at her wistfully, as if her blessing meant everything to him.

"They … they won't do … do anything to me ? Will they ?"She sounded plaintive.

"No no, of course not,"Griff assured her."They are just here to flummox naked with you. There may be some touching in various poses, but nothing sexual."

So the offspring men surrounded her on the chairwoman and mimed sex acts. One stood tall between her pegleg and pretended to put his farsighted black cock into her twat. His dick head actually did touch on her vulva. She could feel it, and it sent and electric charge through her. What would it find like ? Oh no, I can't. What would Andy say ? Finally she came wearily back to her archetype motive for doing all these things for Griff :"It's just a start."There would be former, better jobs.

A unseasoned dim man, lose weight and athletic with a immense penis, hovered by her head. Griff asked her to open her mouth when the young man advanced his cock toward it and pretend to suck him. The cameras flashed for that one. Another older black gentleman with a self-respecting look and substantial penis stretched out his deal toward her right knocker, and the camera angle made it look like fondling.

It was over quickly for Sally. She was suddenly alone as the bunch disappeared, leaving only Griff. Oddly, they left the cameras and lights .