"Well, damn, I was honestly hoping for Goddess, but!" she sighed dramatically, "I suppose that a girl can't have it all."  She chuckled and shook her head. "So… through all of that, you're not thinking about my panty drawer? Damn, I fail at flirting.  If you're going to be my assistant you're going to have to pull that military stick out of your ass and fast or we're going to fight like two pit bulls over a t-bone."<br/><br/>Her attention turned to the door when another man, oh hot damn she was the middle of the Oreo cookie today!  The mental image caused her to raise an eyebrow and smirk a bit before shaking her head quickly as if to clear it.  "Good morning, Draven, I'm Ingrid and this is Anthony, my assistant."  Don't let his rock hard demeanor fool you, he's really a pussy cat.  She burst out laughing at the thought and shook her head with mirth.<br/><br/>After composing herself, she looked him over, taking the water that her assistant brought.  "Oh thank you!. Hmmm.  Anthony, could you get the half barrel bondage rack out please?  And I'm going to get the chroma key back ground ready.  What I would really like to do is bind him, hands over his head, pull him backwards over this, arched sharply, and get him painfully hard before we start.  I'm definitely interested in just visible rope, nothing that should over power this shoot, but gently emphasize and add to it.  A basic wrist tie, harsh rope."  She pulled out, from her pocket, two wide bands made of thin cloth that had little bits of Velcro to fasten them.  "The rope will hide these but they will protect the tender parts of the wrists."  She smiled at Draven and pushed the button that would unfurl the green screen back drop.<br/><br/>When the back drop was set, she gestured toward the small card table near the coffee and donuts.  "Before we jump right into things, I'd like to have a short bit of conversation and a snack to get us better acquainted.  I don't treat my models like soldiers, or my assistants.  Not sure what you two are used to but the shoot will go much more smoothly if there's a bit of camaraderie in the air and less tension."  Taking a very messy cream filled and chocolate iced donut, she put it on a napkin and got a mug of coffee.  "It's Starbucks, I just buy it, so it's not something that'll peel your tongue."  She chuckled and settled down into one of the rolling desk chairs that surrounded the four foot square table.<br/>