"You never did tell me what I'd be modeling," Mia said. "I assumed I'd be model big clothes. Will I?"
"Not exactly," Al said. "If I were trying to sell clothes, I'd have you model clothes. But I'm not, so you don't have to look good in clothes to model for me. I merely want you to be naked and obedient at all times. I expect you to do everything I say, when I say it. Now, you're not going to disappoint me, are you? Well, are you?"
They were both naked in the basement studio, standing beside a table that held all kinds of photographic equipment. Al was putting film in his camera, while Mia watched from his side. Upon hearing his last words, Mia turned and stared at him in disbelief.
Earlier, Mia had been eager to cooperate with Al, to do whatever he wanted, so that she might learn to be a good model. But now there was something in the tone of his voice that frightened her, that made her question her decision to come here in the first place, that made her regret ever fucking him. Part of her wanted to turn and flee this place, but another part of her wanted to stay and earn the money she needed to be an independent woman. She decided to stay and do as Al wanted – for the time being, anyway.
"No, Al, I'm not going to disappoint you. Let's get started. Where do you want me?" She still had no idea what sort of modeling she'd be doing, and Al seemed reluctant to tell her beforehand. But whatever it was he wanted her to do, she knew she'd be doing it stark naked and completely at Al's mercy. The thought of that sent a sudden shiver up her spine.
"I want you over there on the sofa," Al said, with a wave of his hand. "Get moving." He snapped the lid shut on his loaded camera and followed, her over to the huge sofa that rested against the far wall.
When they reached the sofa, she followed his orders precisely, not finding them too extreme. As he requested, she stretched out on the sofa on her back and spread her legs wide, then began toying with her tits. The cushions, soft as feathers, yielded to her tall slim body then molded around her to make her feel quite comfortable. She tried to relax as he hovered above her with his camera.
"Okay, bitch, pull back your knees so I can get a real good shot of your pussy."
Mia did as he asked and gave the man a clear view of her golden-haired cunt. He began snapping photos at once, moving from side to side, leaning close and stepping back in order to photograph her pussy from every possible angle. Mia lay quietly, passively, while the intruding camera clicked and clicked.
"Now flash your pussy at me," Al said impatiently. "Come on, bitch, give me some action."
Mia immediately began opening and closing her shapely thighs, offering brief but tantalizing glimpses of her ripe pussy. Al leaned over her, capturing her lovely charms on film.
"You're doing just fine, bitch, just fine. I'm glad that you're following orders."
Al's cock hardened before long, but he continued to snap photos of her naked body while she lay on the sofa. Mia soon found herself staring at his stiff prick instead of at the camera.
"Oh, wow, bitch! Wow! You've got some body. Now, play with your tits squeeze your tits in both hands and make them hard and red. Do it, bitch, do it!"
Shivering slightly, Mia grabbed a tit in each hand and squeezed hard. Her tits swelled up immediately, and her nipples bulged outwards, toward the camera.
"Beautiful," Al said, sitting on the arm of the sofa, aiming his camera between the young wife's open thighs. "Simply beautiful!"
Mia sank her fingers into her soft, yielding tit-meat and made the blood in her tits flow faster and hotter. Her tits hardened quickly and became hot to the touch, but she didn't dare release them. In fact, she squeezed even harder.
Al moved his camera about and captured her ripe cunt and her swollen tits on film. He also captured her long shapely legs and her flat belly and her luscious hips, not to mention her pretty face. Mia fought back embarrassment and shame as she did everything he asked.
"Play with your tits. Bounce them. Shake them. Make the big suckers quiver. C'mon, bitch, more action."
Mia obediently bounced her swollen tits with the tips of her fingers, while Al followed them with his camera. Her tits bounced heavily, up and down from side to side, like water balloons.
"That's the way, bitch. Now knock your tits in circles. Go on, bitch, make your tits swing."
With Al leaning dose with his camera, Mia used her fingers to swing her tits in circles. The big juicy mounds of hot, swollen flesh swung clockwise like meaty pinwheels. She gasped and sighed with each revolution, loving the tingly sensations that rolled through her upper body.
"Now reach for your pussy, bitch. Play with yourself."
Horny anyway, Mia obliged and covered her pussy with one hand while keeping one hand on her tits. She gently squeezed her pussy-lips together again and again, and watched while Al recorded it all on film. Soon, she was writhing like a bitch in heat.
Mia massaged her pussy-lips slowly and tenderly, working two fingers through her silky pussy-hairs and in and out of her narrow pussycrack. She made her pussy-meat tingle, and she made herself quiver. And through it all, she slowly, rhythmically, ground her shapely ass into the soft cushion beneath her.
"Fuck yourself, bitch. Stick your fingers up your cunt." Al leaned closer with his camera, determined to photograph every lewd movement.
Mia gently slipped two fingers up her fuckhole and pushed them deep inside her.
"Now fuck yourself, bitch, fuck yourself! Action!" Al hopped down to the floor and leaned over the young housewife, aiming his camera deftly.
Moaning and groaning ecstatically, Mia began working her two fingers up and down her fuck-hole. She stretched her pussy-walls wide and jolted the many nerves that lined them. Jolts of bliss shot through her pussy with each finger stroke.
With her fingernails she scratched her little clit and immediately received a jolt that rocked the shit out of her. Her eyes rolled back in their sockets. Her lips quivered hard. Her tits bounced heavily, and her ass bucked up off the sofa. She made gurgling noises that filled the studio, then began moaning passionately.
"That's the spirit," Al said. "Now you're getting into the groove. Hell, I think you're finally ready for some really hot action. I know I am." He glanced down at his stiff prick and began to laugh.
But instead of mounting her, Al returned to the table and reloaded his camera. Then he made a quick call on a telephone that Mia had not noticed before. He was grinning shyly when he hung up the receiver, and he was still grinning when he returned to her.
"You've done enough solo modeling for today," he said. "Now I want you to perform with a couple of partners. They're right upstairs, they'll be down in a second."
"For what am I modeling?" Mia dared ask. "And just what must I do with these so-called partners?"
"You're modeling for a naughty magazine that Loni publishes. In order to sell a lot of copies, she has to fill the pages with photos of sexy bitches like yourself. We photograph them doing all sorts of wicked things. Anything goes in Loni's magazine. Hell, she knew you'd be a perfect model the day she met you. She told me to photograph you every way possible. The naughtier, the better. She said that you were a real hot bitch willing to do anything. And so far, she was right."
"The bitch!" Mia cried, her face now red with anger. "And all this time I thought Loni was my friend. My special friend."
"Special, my ass," Al said, smirking. "Loni fucks more women than I do. You're just one of many, bitch. She fucks them, uses them in her magazine, then dumps them. If Loni is your friend, you don't need enemies."
"I'm beginning to see that," Mia said. "I'm beginning to see a lot of things. Boy, was I a fool. A real fool."
"Don't be too hard on yourself. You're not the first bitch to be taken in by Loni's charms, and you probably won't be the last. Besides, you've got a lot going for you. You're a good looking bitch, and you fuck like crazy. You fuck a lot better than most of the bitches that come in here. And speaking of fucking, here come your partners."
Mia rose from the sofa, stepped behind Al, and looked over his shoulder at the two hard bodied studs that were walking toward her. One was a blonde, clean-shaven, and square-jawed, with bulging biceps and a huge cock bulge in his jock strap, the only bit of clothing he was wearing. The other was dark-haired and sported a beard. He was equally muscular and just as scantily dressed. His cock bulge, like his friend's, was in plain sight. Together, the two cock bulges made Mia shiver.
"And-and what must I do with these partners?" Mia asked again as if she didn't know.
"Whatever I tell you to do," Al said sternly. "And don't you forget that. Whatever your beef is with Loni, you're working for me now… in my studio. You'll do as I say."
Mia's head was, spinning as a thousand thoughts raced through her mind. Cheated on by her husband, lied to and used by her friend Loni, and now thoroughly intimidated by this naughty photographer, Mia was anything but in her right mind as the three men led her over to where the pool table stood.
She followed obediently, with one stud caressing her soft ass and the other stroking her jutting tits as she walked. Neither stud said much; each just looking her up and down and smiled approvingly, as if her body were all that mattered.
"Okay, hop on up there, bitch," Al said when they reached the pool table. "Lie on your back and let Turk do his thing. And remember, I need real hot photos, so I want both of you to do your damnedest. Now go to it."
The green velvet pool table was soft and quite comfortable beneath her. Her back did not ache at all, as she had feared. She spread her legs and tried to relax as Turk, jock strap and all, crawled atop her and reached for her tits.
"Nice. Real nice," he said as he took her tits in his hands and lifted them. He dug his thumbs into her nipples and made her gasp, then lowered his head and snaked his long red tongue across the tops of her swollen tits.
Turk began licking both her tits. As he licked her soft tit-meat, his rough beard caressed her tender nipples and made the pink suckers swell up and begin to throb. Mia groaned and gasped passionately, loving the blissful sensations that were rolling through her tits.
Turk's tongue darted here and there, stroking her tender tit-meat. She twitched happily beneath him, enjoying not only his deft tongue but also his hot breath and hot spit, which combined to fill her upper body with joyful spasms.
When Turk began sucking her little nipples in and out of his mouth, she sighed deeply and began moving her ass in circles. The velvet caressed her asscheeks lightly and tantalized the many nerves there, so that she found pleasure both above and below her.
The pleasure increased and she threw back her head and jutted her tits high in the air. Turk had no trouble at all sucking at them then, and he sucked hungrily. And while he sucked her tits, Al stood beside the pool table and snapped picture after picture.
Turk's fat tongue moved here and there, stroking her creamy mounds of flesh at will. He licked her tit mounds from top to bottom, soaking them with his spit until they glistened in the overhead light. He tasted her puckered nipples and made them stand on end, hot to the touch. And through it all, slurping and lapping noises filled Mia's ears.
"Ungh! Ohhh!" she groaned, loving the blissful heat waves that were sweeping through her tits.
Turk began to use his teeth as well. He nipped and tugged on her tits repeatedly until they were covered with bite marks. Each tiny bite made Mia cry out passionately as lightning bolts streaked through her brain.
Then Turk began covering the bite marks with hot kisses. Each kiss sent hot blood racing through her tit veins to swell and harden her ripe tits even more.
Turk's sucking mouth moved effortlessly from tit to tit, wreaking havoc among her tit nerves. Beside her, Al's camera captured every steamy act on film. The blonde stud watched silently alongside Al, patiently awaiting his turn.
"Oh, shit, man!" Mia cried when Turk began licking her belly. "What are you going to do now?"
"He's going to eat your pussy," Al said, grinning. "What do you think he's going to do? And you better cooperate."
Mia was too intimidated not to cooperate. As soon as she felt Turk's tongue on her pussy-lips, she gasped aloud and raised her ass up off the pool table. She then pushed her pussy up toward his mouth, hoping to please Al.
She had to admit, though, her cunt was hot and wet and twitching rapidly. Turk was really turning her on.
While his hot breath and slithering tongue caressed her cunt-lips, she reached up and seized a tit in each hand and squeezed hard. She flattened her tits in her fists as her cunt grew hotter and wetter.
His hands slipped beneath her and enveloped her asscheeks, holding them firmly while he licked her pussy. She shivered in his grasp. His mouth fell open. Spit dribbled down her chin.
She spread her thighs even wider when he sank his fingers into her asscheeks and pressed his wet lips up against her cunt-crack.
With her legs spread wide she continued to play with her big tits. Thumbing her nipples until they throbbed hotly, she moved her tits in circles and made them quiver like gelatin. As she did this, she closed her eyes and licked her lips dreamily.
But her eyes suddenly bugged out when Turk slipped his tongue up into her cunt-crack and jolted her sensitive cunt-nerves.
Still squeezing her tits, she ground her ass into the pool table and braced herself for a hard licking. Turk's head was fitted snugly between her open thighs.
"Yes," Al said, aiming his camera. "Lick her pussy, you stud. Cover her pussy with your tongue. I want to see your tongue stroke every fucking inch of her pussy." He leaned closer and closer, photographing her from different angles.
Mia began writhing in circles as the stud's tongue warmed her sopping cunt. Blissful waves of heat rolled through her fuck-hole and took away her breath. More bliss jolted her clit and made the little fucker throb. She moaned and groaned continuously, her face all smiles.
Turk snaked his fat tongue up and down the young wife's hot pussy. He massaged her pussymeat as he tasted it. He also lapped up her pussy-juices and gulped them down. And through it all, he repeatedly snorted pussy-hairs out of his nostrils.
Her eyes dancing blissfully in their sockets, Mia lay shuddering on the pool table, loving his hot licks and telling him so. The stranger's spit trickled down her inner thighs, while his hot breath blew up her fuck-hole. She was beside herself with joy.
Mia began bucking her ass up and down off the pool table, and as she did so, her pussy slid up and down Turk's mouth. She repeatedly snared his tongue with her pussy-crack, while nearly suffocating him with her thick cunt-bush. She bucked erratically, passionately, and creamed his face with pussy-juice in the process.
In response Turk jammed his tongue deeper into her pussy-hole and plugged her up tightly.
Her clit swelled up even more and began to throb, as though ready to explode from the heat. She sucked in air as fast as she could in order to deal with the fiery bliss she was experiencing. And as she did this, she lay listening to the lewd lapping noises that were drifting through the air.
Out of her mind with passion, Mia lifted her tit toward her mouth and began licking her own nipple. With her other hand she seized the back of Turk's head and forced his mouth tight against her throbbing pussy. While she moaned and groaned and gasped for air, Turk began eating her pussy with more and more determination.
He slithered his tongue up and down her glistening cunt-crack, waking the pink gash with his spit. He licked her fuck-meat thoroughly, probing and spearing the juicy pink pussy-flesh with the tip of his tongue. And as he licked her pussy, he held her asscheeks firmly in both hands in an attempt to control her wild bucking.
Her passion rising, the young blonde housewife began writhing her hips in circles. She was jolted by wave after wave of hot bliss as Turk's tongue reamed her sopping pussy-hole. Her cunt swelled up and grew redder by the moment, and she knew that her orgasm was just around the corner.
She grabbed the back of Turk's head with both hands then jammed her gushing cunt tight against the stud's sucking mouth. She strained against him with all her strength and listened joyfully as he sucked her pussy-hole dry.
Mia stayed in that position while her orgasmic spasms swept through her body. When the spasms finally subsided, she collapsed in a heap atop the pool table, her body sweaty, her cunt still twitching. She could hear Turk lapping up pussy-juice between her open thighs, and she could her Al's camera clicking and clicking. The camera suddenly made her feel guilty, and a cloud of shame engulfed her, took away her joy, made her want to flee this place.
"That's enough," Mia said, finding some courage, at last. "I've had enough. I want to go home now. You have plenty of photographs for your magazine. You don't need any more."
"I'll decide how many photographs I need, not you," Al said. "And I'll tell you when you can go home. Now get your ass off that pool table and go sit in the blue chair."
Mia did as she was told, too afraid to do otherwise. The blue chair was large and comfortable, with a soft cushion. Mia obediently sank down into that cushion and awaited Al's instructions.
"Okay, bitch," Al said. "That's more, like it. Now just as soon as I get more film in my camera, I'll join you and watch while you blow Ace's prick. That oughta be interesting."
Mia wasn't in the mood to suck cock, but she saw no way to avoid doing it. Al wasn't about to let her leave now. She was providing him with too many hot photos. And she wasn't anywhere near strong enough to fight her way past these hard-bodied studs. So she just resigned herself to the inevitable, watching nervously as all three men closed in on her.
Ace, the blonde muscular stud, stepped right up between her open thighs and looked down upon her with a menacing grin. His cock was bulging in his jock strap, threatening to break free and spear the young wife between the eyes.
"All right, everybody, action!" Al was readying his camera. "Go on, bitch, remove his jock strap and start sucking his big prick. Hurry, bitch, we haven't got all day."
Shivering nervously, Mia squirmed to the edge of the chair and reached for Ace's jock strap. While she was working it down his legs, his prick popped out and bit her in the mouth. She licked her lips and savored a drop of cum. Then she began inhaling the cock's strong meaty aroma.
"C'mon, bitch!" Al said, "let's see some action."
Hearing his words, Mia pulled the stud's jock strap down to his knees, then took a long hard look at the man's prick. The fucker was immense, with a very fat cock-bulb. Thick veins coursed throughout. A few bumps protruded here and there. Thick yellow cock hairs surrounded the prick's root. The big prick made her mouth water, even though she wanted nothing to do with it.
Mia gulped loudly, then, with cock uoma still strong in her nostrils, leaned forward and snaked her tongue across the stud's piss-hole. She lapped up a drop of cum, which she swallowed at once. Then she opened her mouth wide and deep-throated Ace's big prick.
Cheeks bulging, Mia held his prick deep inside her mouth and warmed the fucker with her hot breath while Al snapped pictures from every angle. Cock-hairs clogged her nostrils. Thick cock-meat stretched her lips. There was a warm throbbing against the back of her throat. She sat there on the edge of the chair, enjoying one wild sensation after another. Never the less, Mia began working her lips up and down Ace's fat prick. She bobbed her head steadily as slit sucked from his balls to his cockhead to his balls again. She sucked and sucked, while the camera clicked and clicked.
With clinging lips Mia massaged the stud's cockshaft. She massaged every bump and every protruding vein, stroking them hotly and wetly. She spread spit up and down the stud's cock, making the fucker glisten.
She twisted her blonde head this way and that as she pumped Ace's prick. In doing so she tasted every inch of his prick and allowed his prick to stroke every part of her mouth and throat. Spit and cum soon coated her lips and cheeks, as well as his cock.
Her head bobbing faster and faster, Mia sucked the big cock in front of her with abandon. As she sucked she had to repeatedly snort cock-hairs out of her nostrils in order to breathe, awl she had to gulp down thick drops of jizz to keep from choking. She also had to bear the hard blows of the man's swinging balls.
Slobbering noisily, Mia tantalized Ace's prick-nerves and made the man teeter and groan. She also made his prick swell with hot blood. Soon his prick really filled her mouth and stretched her lips and warmed the back of her throat.
As she sucked, his rubbery cock-bulb slammed into the back of her throat repeatedly. Her throat grew slimier and slimier as cum oozed from his piss-hole.
Fighting for her breath, Mia sucked faster and faster, hoping to make the stud come as soon as possible so that she could spit out his prick and leave this place. She sucked his prick so fast she made the fucker very hot and very hard. The big cock began to burn her gums ant popped in and out of her mouth with blinding speed. She couldn't seem to get enough of his big cock.
With his balls hammering her chin again and again, flesh-slapping noises soon filled the studio. These mingled with the lewd sucking noises that were already drifting though the air. Hearing these sounds, Mia continued to suck Ace's fat prick, while Al captured it all on film.
"Aagh!" Ace cried, his face strained. "You're eating me alive! Oh, shit! My cock never felt so fuckin' good. I'm gonna come any minute now." He gave her another two inches of hot meat to suck.
A gust of cock aroma stung her nostrils, but she kept sucking the stud's prick. While she sucked, she began playing with his balls. With her head bobbing up and down, Mia moved her fingers all wound his hairy balls, kneading and massaging the hot nuts. Ace shivered and moaned helplessly, while Mia worked his balls thoroughly with her deft fingers, and his prick with her deft lips.
Mia rolled her eyes backwards when she felt the sudden rush of cum. The sticky jizz blasted the roof of her mouth and the back of her throat and made her gag. It wouldn't stop flowing; she had to work her throat muscles furiously to keep up with the flow. The cum filled her mouth to overflowing before Ace yanked his prick free and began spraying her face.
"I'm gonna paint your face with my cum," be said.
The white jizz sprayed her cheeks and her eyes and her nose. It ran down over her lips. It soaked her yellow hair. The cum even clogged her nostrils. She sat there, her face a target for Ace's wad, lapping up cum as far as her tongue could reach.
"Way to go," Al said, snapping pictures of Mia's cum-filled face. "These are damned good photos. This bitch is really special. I'm going to work her ass off. I think we'll do the shower scene next. That oughta be fun."
"Yeah," Turk said, stepping forward. "My cock is hard again, and I can't wait to drive it up her asshole in the shower."
"And I can't wait to drive my cock up her pussy at the same time!" Ace said.
"Sorry, boys, but you're both going to have to wait a long time to do that. This is my woman, and I want her back."
Those words and that voice brought Mia quickly to her senses. Like the others, she turned around and stared at the intruder.
It was Bob, her husband.