Studio B
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				Title: <strong>Studio B</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>01-12-2008, 00:42:10</strong>
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				The room was a normal bedroom of a normal one story, four bedroom house. The outside had been painted white and had a modern look. The bedroom was simple with a king sized bed sitting just below the window. Its frame was made of solid and beautifully furnished oak and it had a comfortable matress and a black comforter over the top of it. There wasnt much else in the room except a foldable table that had been set up and had a large number of camera equipment sitting on it and several cases by the door. <br><br>Under the warm lights that he had put up in the rental home Michael set down his main camera. It wasnt anything new by any standard but it had been broken in and worked perfectly. The old thirty five milimeter camera worked like a charm and it always got the best shots for this kind of work, getting every perfect curve of the models body. Other, especially newer cameras, just didnt do the job anymore. <br><br>As he started to fit the long zoom lense into it he heard his watch beep and looked down at it, noting the time. That model would be here any minute and they could go over the contact specifics before getting into the actual work. As he recalled she hadnt worked in this industry before so he was sure there would be a lot of questions and would plan for an hour of explanation before the pictures could start. For now, he would wait and get his equipment ready.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Studio B</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aragem</strong> on <strong>01-12-2008, 01:31:22</strong>
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				Rachel stepped out of the taxi and stared up at the building.&nbsp; She could just get back inside and go away and forget that she ever came here.&nbsp; Instead, she paid the taxi's fee and stepped through the front doors.&nbsp; <br><br>She was a pretty girl, light brown hair bordering on being blonde, a petite figure with a blossuming bosum.&nbsp; She wore a once piece sun dress, white with a sunflower embroidered in the right edge of the skirt.&nbsp; The purse she carried was a modest cloth bag with red cherries set on a black background.<br><br>She headed up the stairs, told that the photographer and the studio would on the top floor.&nbsp; The place felt so empty, and she had expected it to be crowded, with people rushing about, paper's rustling, the snapping of cameras going off and the smell of coffee on the air. . . .just a silence that hummed in her ears.&nbsp; "Hello?"<br><br>She called just to hear sound.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Studio B</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>01-12-2008, 01:43:50</strong>
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				He didnt have any problem hearing her voice as she reached the top of the stairs and it made him put the camera down and walk out into the hallway. As he saw her he took a long look over her like any experienced photographer would when sizing up a model and after a moment he smiled and raised a hand as if to wave. "Hi." he said simply before taking a few steps forward and extending his hand, his friendly smile still on his face. "You must be Ms. Frost. Im Michael Torben, the photographer that will be doing your pictures for Naughty nights dot com."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Studio B</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aragem</strong> on <strong>01-12-2008, 01:49:40</strong>
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				Rachel took his hand and shook.&nbsp; He was rather tall, a good foot and a half taller than herself with broad shoulders.&nbsp; His hand felt warm and he smelled of chemicals that she didn't recognized, but she suppose they were from developing film often.&nbsp; <br><br>She offered him a bright grin.&nbsp; "And I suppose I'll be your model for the job, sir."&nbsp; <br><br>She was very nervous now.&nbsp; She felt as if she had crossed the bridge into No Return.&nbsp; This would be worth it.&nbsp; It's not like she's actually having sex.&nbsp; She's just posing naked and playing with toys.&nbsp; The money would be wonderful to have and would tide her over until she could find a job somewhere else.&nbsp; <br><br>"Now, this promises not to expose my name in the magazine?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Studio B</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>01-12-2008, 02:03:15</strong>
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				He gave held her hand firmly and shook it strongly before letting go and starting to lead her back to where they were going to do the photoshoot. Her question caught him off guard at first but then he remembered that she was brand new to this industry and nodded. "Right. No names at all unless you want to use a screen name. There are some cases of other companiis or photographers wanting a certain model for shoots. If that happens theyll contact me since the pictures will be my property. Ill forward their business information and contacts to you and you can decide whether you want to pose for them or not."<br><br>As he turned the corner and entered into the room he stopped and started looking around. After a few moments he kneeled down and opened up a bag to pull a pen and some paperwork out for her. "So first things first, Ill need you to sign these. The first one is a contact that says you'll get 10% of the profit I make for the photoshoot. The other is a waver. Basicly it makes it so you cant sue me for the pictures that will be published."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Studio B</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aragem</strong> on <strong>01-12-2008, 02:06:42</strong>
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				Rachel glanced over the legal papers.&nbsp; She had expected paperwork and from what she gleaned from her father, it was always wise to read a contract first before signing, but the legal wordcraft was too much for her to absorb.&nbsp; She signed the papers and handed them back to him.&nbsp; <br><br>She took a small chair and licked her lips.&nbsp; "So.. . what will we be doing today?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Studio B</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>01-12-2008, 02:11:57</strong>
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				He took the paperwork back and took a look over it, making sure she had signed and initialed everywhere that she needed to. Once he had confirmed it was complete he put it in a folder and then back into the bag before picking up his camera and fiddling with the lens again. "Today should be busy and a lot of fun for you. Naughty nights wants pictures of their devices being used so if you just follow my instructions to the letter we can get this over with and both have a big paycheck in a couple weeks. If you want to take a look at what youll be using theyre all in the cardboard box over there."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Studio B</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aragem</strong> on <strong>01-12-2008, 02:17:01</strong>
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				Rachel stood and walked over to the cardboard box.&nbsp; What she saw made her turn crimson.&nbsp; She recognized the dildos, vibrators, and even buttplugs, but there were other objects of which she had no word for.&nbsp; Then she noticed the cuffs, blindfolds, whips, gags, and even straps and hooks.<br><br>She nearly wanted to dash out of the room and forget the whole deal.&nbsp; She stared at the box until the shock wore off and she closed her eyes and told herself that she can do this.&nbsp; She can do this.&nbsp; The money was worth it.&nbsp; <br><br>She turned around and walked away from the big box.&nbsp; "So. . .um. .. . do I have a costume to. . . to begin with?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Studio B</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>01-12-2008, 02:26:37</strong>
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				As she turned around she saw he was looking through the camera at her, his fingers turning the lens slightly, presumably to focus it or zoom in on her. "Only if you brought one, otherwise its all natural." he replied before opening up the back of the camera and putting in some film. "Dont worry so much, Im sure you look great in your birthday suit." he teased. <br><br>When he finished with the film he put the camera on her again,this time snapping a single picture of her. "Alright so first things first. How about you get undressed and get on the bed. We can toss your clothes back here with my equipment."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Studio B</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aragem</strong> on <strong>01-12-2008, 02:36:45</strong>
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				Rachel swallowed a lump in her throat.&nbsp; "Yessir."<br><br>She crossed the room to where he kept his equipment.&nbsp; Her face was pink already as she slowly unbutton her dress.&nbsp; She let it fall, pooling around her ankles before she stepped out of it.&nbsp; She felt her skin tingle as she slipped out of her shoes and reached behind her to undo her bra.&nbsp; The matching white bra and panties were laid atop of the dress.&nbsp; <br><br>She crossed her arms over her breasts and took a deep breath as she turned to face him.&nbsp; She bite her lip and let him look at her for that she knew he would be doing it all day to day.<br><br><br>(http://i488.photobucket.com/albums/rr247/Aragem/animemoonlight2.jpg)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Studio B</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>01-12-2008, 02:43:30</strong>
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				She was sexy for sure, anyone could tell that just by looking at her but in this business innocence had another aspect that made the women feel more desirable. He could think of many that had that innocent look along with young a well developed bodies and they had become millionares by the time they were done. "I was right, you look great Ms. Frost...or would you prefer I call you something else?" he asked curiously. Without a thought he brought the camera up and focused it, looking over her. "Take your arms off your breasts. Let me see the whole thing and give me a smile. Ill give you a picture that will make you look amazing."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Studio B</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aragem</strong> on <strong>01-12-2008, 02:46:00</strong>
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				She nodded and her arms slide off her chest and she stood exposed.&nbsp; The click of the camera was like small jab at her heart.&nbsp; She mentally scolded herself.&nbsp; She might as well get use to it now.&nbsp; <br><br>"Ummm. . . .my father called me Kitten when I was little."&nbsp; As soon as the words were out of her mouth, she regretted it.&nbsp; <br><br>She walked over to the bed and crawled onto it, eager to get this thing over with.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Studio B</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>01-12-2008, 03:00:49</strong>
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				"Alright, Ill call you kitten for the photoshoot then." he replied with a friendly smile.<br><br>He took a moment to get out a handheld video camera and turn it on before setting it on the table. Then he walked over to the cardboard box and dug around in it, pulling out a long and thick vibrator. He checked to make sure it had fresh batteries in it and she could hear the sound of it from just a few feet away. "Alright with this one you just turn the broad end to the speed you want. Its on on full right now." He walked back over the bed and handed it to her before kneeling down and putting the camera back on her, ready to take a number of pictures. "Just spread your legs and hold it up against the tip on your clit Kitten. Pretend like its some hot guy like me rubbing his cock up against you." he said in a teasing tone.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Studio B</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aragem</strong> on <strong>01-12-2008, 03:06:37</strong>
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				"I'm a virgin."<br><br>Rachel's words came out in a quick rush.&nbsp; Perhaps she should have mentioned this over the phone interview earlier.&nbsp; Did this disqualify her for the job now?&nbsp; She looked up at this man with large eyes and waited for his response.&nbsp; Her arms made their way back to cover her breasts and she felt even more expose than she did when she had stripped.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Studio B</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>01-12-2008, 03:17:59</strong>
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				He lowered the camera for a moment and she could see a look of suprise on his face. This young girl, as hot as she was, had never had a guy inside her before? It seemed ludicrous but he could tell from her face that she was being truthful. He set down the camera and walked over to the box again, this time taking out a leather collar and a long piece of chain. "Its not a problem kitten, but lets put these on then. You can be my kitten in the shoot and learn everything you need to know."<br><br>He kneeled down on the bed next to her, opening the front of the collar and slowly working it around her neck before pulling the leather strap through the buckle till it was snug. "That should do. Theres a good mental excersise for this kind of thing, think of yourself as an actress. You're playing the part of a slave right now, trying to do everything your master wants you to. You love him with all of your heart and you know that if you follow his instructions to the letter he will finally make you a woman." With that said he kneeled down again, adjusting the focus and zooming in on her pussy. "Now Kitten, use that vibrator. Put it on your clit and hold it there."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Studio B</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aragem</strong> on <strong>01-12-2008, 03:24:20</strong>
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				For some strange reason, the collar felt good around her neck, almost comforting.&nbsp; The chain draped over the side of the bed and curled on the floor.&nbsp; She watched Micheal move back to his camera and then with a bit more confidence she turned on the vibrator.<br><br>It hummed to life in her hands.&nbsp; She raised on foot and placed it on the bed, her knee bent against her breast.&nbsp; Her pussy open and exposed, she placed the vibrating device against her small peeking clit.&nbsp; She sucked in air as electric tingles shot down her legs and up her stomach.&nbsp; She bit her lip and gave the vibrator a small little twist against her clit.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Studio B</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>01-12-2008, 03:30:41</strong>
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				She heard the camera snap a couple of times as Michael went to work and he took a step to the side to try and get a better view of her face and her pussy. "Look at the camera Kitten and then press it in more, twist it around, rub it up against you and then use your other hand to reach back and massage your anus till you can slide a finger into your ass." He knew that the innocence of her predicament would keep showing itself and that in itself was going to make these photos worth a fortune. They would both make a killing at this rate.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Studio B</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aragem</strong> on <strong>01-12-2008, 03:39:16</strong>
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				Rachel licked her upper lip as she followed the instructions of how to move the vibrator against herself.&nbsp; Her slit was getting moist as she worked the dildo.&nbsp; She rolled her hips at an angle where her pussy and her anus could be viewed.&nbsp; Her free hand came around her thigh and her index finger pressed in at her anus, the soft skin there.&nbsp; <br><br>She gritting her teeth as she poke and prodded that tender spot.&nbsp; Then she pushed hard, and it slipped in to the middle knucle.&nbsp; Rachel stopped make made a soft squeak of pain from the rough intrusion.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Studio B</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>01-12-2008, 03:46:06</strong>
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				Seeing her follow his instructions so well made him smile and watching her response to them was making him hard. Yet it was common for that to happen, at least with some girls they would help you get off later on but he didnt think she would but that was fine too. She heard the camera shutter go off several times as he played with herself and when she looked at him she could see a pleased smile on his face. "Thats perfect Kitten! Now slide that dildo inside of you, fuck yourself with the whole thing and keep fingering your butt."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Studio B</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aragem</strong> on <strong>01-12-2008, 04:02:18</strong>
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				Rachel swallowed and pushed the dildo into herself, but it was barred by a small barrier inside her.&nbsp; She pushed, but it hurt as she applied pressure.&nbsp; "I can't. . . . I. .&nbsp; .I never done this before. . . . "<br><br>She looked him beseechingly, for understanding that she was new to do and had never toyed with herself like this before.&nbsp; Her eyes began to tear up from the pain and she withdrew her finger from her ass.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Studio B</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>01-12-2008, 04:14:03</strong>
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				He lowered the camera and set it onthe ground, nodding understandingly. "Its ok, we can move on to something else." he said in a reassuring voice. He had to admit he wanted to see a lot more from her but there was still a lot of time to work on her and there were other ways of making her get used to that pain. "Lets move on to some restraints. We can save penetrations and all that for later." With that said he pulled a spreader bar from the bed and took a seat. "Do you want to take a five minute break or keep going?" he was trying to be understanding but at the same time he wanted to tell her to get to work like he had many other models, for now he thought it was best to go with the nice guy rotine and see how that worked. You usually couldnt go back from the hardass routine afterall
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				Title: <strong>Re: Studio B</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aragem</strong> on <strong>01-12-2008, 04:20:58</strong>
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				Rachel shook her head.&nbsp; "No, I'm alright.&nbsp; Let's continue."&nbsp; She set the vibrator aside after turning it off.&nbsp; <br><br>She feared that if she didn't keep going, she would stop the photo-shoot right there.&nbsp; She ran her fingers through her hair and realized that she had gotten more comfortable being naked in front of Micheal.&nbsp; She blushed and shifted uneasily as that subtle change in her.&nbsp; She lifted her head and spoke, "How do you want me?"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Studio B</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>01-12-2008, 04:28:17</strong>
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				"Just on your back is fine. Spread your legs for me." he replied as he set the bar down, opening up each strap that had been built into it. He took his time putting each strap around her legs, positioning it just under the knee. When both were in place he pressed something down at the center of the bar and then slide the two parts apart, making her spread wider till it got to the point that it was just slightly uncomfortable. <br><br>With it in place he picked the camera back up and stood over her, focusing it on her and getting her whole body into the frame. "Alright now let your fingers run over your pussy as if you were masturbating."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Studio B</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aragem</strong> on <strong>01-12-2008, 04:38:37</strong>
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				Rachel shifted a bit, it was almost uncomfortable, but not quite.&nbsp; She dropped her hand to her pussy and stroked it.&nbsp; She stared at the camera, allow Micheal to see the array of emotions and arousal passing through her eyes as she masturbated for him.&nbsp; <br><br>The bar kept her legs apart and her pussy exposed for him and the cool air.&nbsp; Rach whimpered and closed her eyes, leaning her head back as she stroked.&nbsp; Her pussy began to glisten in the overhead lap as she became wetter and wetter from her strokes and arousal.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Studio B</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>01-12-2008, 04:43:09</strong>
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				She could hear the shutter of the camera going off every few seconds and if she looked up at his face she would see a pleased smile. He waited for awhile, getting the best shots that she gave him and especially the ones with her innocent face. "Good Kitten, just keep going. I want you to keep going till you're ready to cum. I think everyone would enjoy a shot of you cumming with that thing on."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Studio B</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aragem</strong> on <strong>01-12-2008, 04:52:52</strong>
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				Rachel sighs and continues running her fingers along her slit and teasing her clit.&nbsp; She rests one arm beneath her head and uses her other hand to pleasure herself.&nbsp; Her breasts raised and fall as she stroked, her lips slightly parted as she drew in breath.<br><br>Then slowly over time, she quickened her pace, her hand moved quicker and her fingers applied more pressure.&nbsp; She gritted her teeth as pressure built up inside her.&nbsp; Then she strainged against the bar and pearly white cum drizzled from her body and trickled down between her buttocks.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Studio B</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>01-12-2008, 05:03:48</strong>
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				When she started cumming she heard the shutter of the camera clicking almost nonstop. Michael didnt want to miss the moment and he was acctaully pretty happy that he had installed the speedy camera system in this one. After it was over he gave her few a seconds to catch her breath before moving on. "That was great Kitten. Alright lets get you restrained. By the way, are you having fun?" he asked as he took a&nbsp; few pairs of shackles from the box. Each one was made of black leather and had silver buckles on them with only three links of chain between each one. He shackled each of her wrists together behind the headboard and then brought her legs up, and put one end of each shackle on her ankles and the other on her upper arms. She was exposed for him and as he looked down at her for the first time he had a greedy thought about keeping her for his personal pet.
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