Chapter 7 Aspirations To Be The Bride
The last of the morning clients steps out through the tinted glass front door of the studio into the parking lot as I retreat back into my office before taking an early lunch.
As the RAW images from the last shoot transfer onto my desktop computer, I stand and move into the open doorway, my gaze moving across the studio space before finding Brandi sitting in a large red velvet chair, a nondescript white covered book in hand.
"Anything good?" I ask my assistant completely engrossed in her book.
"Yes..." Her voice trails off. Abruptly, Brandi look up and turns to face me. "I am so sorry, it's just... well, a script for a film a local director is casting."
"I didn't realize you acted." I state somewhat surprised.
"It's ok. Been always nothing more than a dream since I was a little girl. Although never something like this"
"Is it anything interesting?" I ask.
"Yes, it's an erotic horror film. A takeoff of an old tv show I think."
"TV show?" my curiosity peeked.
"Yes, the Twilight Zone. More like the twilight Zone meets Nathanenstein... I am hoping to read for the part of Eve." Brandi hands me the script. "It's called... The Bride"
An hour passes as I read through the entire script.
"I see that you enjoyed the read..." Brandi comments, her eyes focused in on the budge in my jeans.
"Yes, we will have to take care of this later, but for now we have to get ready for a glamour shoot."
Chapter 8 Glamour Shots
Normally a full day of booking rarely gives one time to think but I find myself going through the motions as I find it near impossible to get the thought of Brandi's legs out of my head or the feel of her wet pussy lips beneath her dark purple dress.
Our fifth appointment snaps me back to reality as a very petite and busty young redhead steps into the studio for her glamour shots.
No matter what we shoot in the studio, when dealing with a client I have always been extremely profession, but today is different. As I capture Samantha from pose to pose, I cannot help but be distracted by my incredibly alluring assistant and the very scantily clad model standing before me.
I feel my cock harden with each pose.
Brandi, sensing my state of arousal, playfully moves about the studio. Bending and leaning so that I catch flashes of what's beneath her thin dress.
I snap the final image and wait patently as Samantha disappears behind a screen to change. Brandi stands next to me as if to ask what task do I need her to complete next.
Whispering into my ear "Daddy, did you enjoy the show?"
"I think you've been naughty, baby" I sternly respond.
"Am I going to be.. punished?"
"Yes" I grin, "after the last client leaves and you lock the front door."
Samantha, pleased with the shots I preview for her, smiles and leaves. Only one more portrait session remains for the day.
Chapter 9 X Marks The Spot
The final session takes but an hour to shoot. Brandi, moving props and adjusting lighting at my direction, the entire time making sure I catch a glimpse of skin.
With her back turned I quickly take a picture or two of my assistant, Brandi unaware she's being photographed.
Brandi sees the clients out as I lock up the office for the evening and before I return the camera and lens' back to their cases, I take one last picture of Brandi before I'm discovered. I hear the turn of the lock and know it's now safe to open the black box.
I pull out four custom-made stainless steel cuffs, the steel shining under the light of the studio spotlights. On the other side of the box I find a black leather blindfold I know will do perfectly.
"Baby, I need you to stand in the center of the studio floor."
"Yes, daddy."
I set the cuffs down on the ground next to the box as I approach Brandi from behind, tying the blindfold around her head, covering her beautiful blue eyes.
I tug at the zipper on her dress, pulling it downward until the dress is completely unzipped, she lets it fall silently to the cold floor. Brandi, completely naked and blindfolded shivers slightly.
The grin that was across her face soon leaves as she senses me walking away to a far back corner of the studio. I pull back a black curtain and find a prop I seldom have the opportunity to use.