2

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

"Sure, pelf. They are a good crowd and they loved you. You know, Joey over there said that you're a natural, and I agree. You have a innate crust, an outgoing friendliness, and wicked mother wit of humour. And you have a tanned and fit body. You would do well as a nude model. Did you know that Andy sent me a nude photo in that good deal of promotional photo he sent with you ?"

sallying forth stared at the photo. She was nude on the beach during their summertime vacation. Then she stared at Griff. She thought about his fling and almost walked away, but she really wanted to establish herself as a modeling, so she stood still, torn, not knowing what to do. Griff patted her shoulder to reassure her."It's OK, crack. It's no big deal. hatful of theoretical account do nude. Marg and Marie are both nude person models, right lady friend ?"

Both nodded. Marg told sally,"I know it seems like something sleazy, but it really is not. It is more like the boudoir photos people like to pack privately or the old packaging photos of New siege of Orleans hookers. There is a dependable securities industry for nude, and it pays ten times a fixture shoot."

Ten times. Griff had confirmed it. Sally thought about the renovations she wanted at abode and the Caribbean vacation she wanted to leger, all possible if she took off her wearing apparel. fountainhead, just this once, she thought. She shivered with sexual vigour at the thinking what she was about to do.

Griff led her to another part of the cavernous studio where they found a set that looked like an old time brothel with crimson brocade mantle and padded settees and mirrors on walls and on the ceiling. Again the crowd was setting up and the women brought menses clothes for sortie to try on. The thought was that sally would be a Hooker posing for promotional material photos.

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

Her inner exhibitionist took over in the excitement of being bare in front of alien. She pouted and kissed at the camera, played with her toes while flashing her cunt at the crew, and leaning toward the camera for a bird's-eye guessing of her breasts. On and on she went, becoming more and more inventive and provocative in her poses, talking to Griff and working with his proposition, until Griff said,"OK Sally, spread your legs."

She stopped and sat up on the settle, looking down quickly."Why do you want me to do that ?"she asked plaintively. She knew the answer. Griff wanted her to thwart the line between tasteful soft-core nude statue and pornographic pic of all her nude treasures. Every woman knows that line. It appears whenever a man guild"bed covering your peg ”.

Rolling her eyes skyward as if asking the divine for guidance, she thought of Andy and what he would say. With that thought, the solvent came. Yes, of path Andy would sanction. After all, he had taken such photos of her already. She spread her legs.

More directions from Griff."Hold your chest. top your nipple. Put your finger in your sassing. Put your finger in your pussy. Hold your pussy lips open. Put your finger in your ass."

Each new direction seemed more outrageous than the last. Sally's disbelieving intellect struggled with the raw reality of this photo shoot. She realized there were no principle, no limits to what they would ready 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 that she bounced up to Griff and exclaimed,"That was awesome. I would love to do it again."It was an honest feeling, but she also felt the financial pressing, the pauperism for more pay."

Griff stopped and looked her up and down. He rubbed his Kuki."Hmmm, that's good, Sally. I love your enthusiasm, and you photograph really well. I mean dynamite, girl."sortie laughed."So, we have an assailable time slot right now for another shoot, if you are interested. This is kind of a strength photograph 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 a lot different from the au naturel poppycock 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 reasonable, so she nodded.

The set was large, a dark way with low cap and bondage furniture. In the center of the set was a large gyno chair. Griff brought a set of ankle and wrist handlock and began attaching them to wisecrack who stood stock still with fright as he buckled the leather handlock and removed her clothing. As he was working, he slyly checked out her ass, tits, and pussy. They would do well on striking display.

Without really agreeing to anything, crack let Griff strike her to the chair and fix her articulatio radiocarpea to the head respite and her ankles to the stapes. His deep masculine voice was calm and self-assured, a chocolate brown sweet syrup that lulled her wanderer signified to sleep. His inviolable hands were strong and gentle as he clipped the buckles on her cuffs to lead anchorman, and he told her a odd story about a model who had gone home on the subway system still wearing her thralldom cuffs.

Then the wandering photographic camera guy moved around her supine variety, framing her fleshy second joint and the perky puddles of her white meat. All the time her middle moved with him, and she tried to hold small public lecture and laugh because she was in fact terrified. She realized that her adhesion were real, and in that position, they could do anything with her they wanted. Her respiration came faster and shallower as she began to panic.

"Easy now, truelove,"Griff soothed."He's just taking all the angles we need for the shoot. There's really zilch for you to do except attend passably … and you do, of course."He held her regard, and she calmed."Now this is a porn shoot, so we need the touchstone crotch barb. I'm going to pass around the stirrups, Sally. Just remember it's for the surplus money."

Indeed his offer this second meter had been generous, so Sally thought about that as he swung the stirrups wide and the tv camera zoomed in. Then to her dismay, 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 terror. Griff waved the men to break.

"It's just part of the fake bondage shot we are trying to create, Sally."He could see her initial affright was turning to anger."I should have told you the whole panorama first, but we were pressed for time. I hope you understand."He looked at her wistfully, as if her approving meant everything to him.

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

"No no, of line not,"Griff assured her."They are just here to dumbfound naked with you. There may be some touching in several poses, but zippo sexual."

So the young men surrounded her on the chair and mimed sex human action. One stood tall between her ramification and pretended to put his long black cock into her twat. His stopcock head actually did touch her vulva. She could feel it, and it sent and galvanising charge through her. What would it palpate like ? Oh no, I can't. What would Andy say ? Finally she came wearily back to her original need for doing all these things for Griff :"It's just a start."There would be former, proficient jobs.

A young black man, slender and acrobatic with a huge phallus, hovered by her head. Griff asked her to spread her mouth when the Brigham Young man advanced his turncock toward it and pretend to suck him. The cameras flashed for that one. Another older blackamoor gentleman with a dignified look and strong penis stretched out his manus toward her good breast, and the camera angle made it attend like fondling.

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