This is basically an erotic love story and of course all characters are over 21. It will definitely not start out as a love story, but it will get there. Please vote often (fives are most welcome) and of course please leave constructive comments.
PS -- If you have fantasies, ideas, etc for new stories please let me know, that includes twists on existing stories and I will see what I can do. Many of my stories have started out that way.
Chapter 1
Penny came into the reception area and took a seat in a cushy chair far away from the door. As she crossed her legs her skirt slid up her thigh revealing a long expanse of sleek toned thigh all the way to the cheek of her butt. The photographer was appraising her from a one-way mirror on the wall and the look on his face revealed his lecherous thoughts. His wicked grin grew as she crossed her legs and more of her elegant, succulent stem was revealed. As the skirt drew higher, he noticed a tight firm ass cheek attached to her stylishly exposed leg.
He marveled that this gorgeous young innocent had walked into his lair and he knew she was ripe for his manipulation and corruption. It had been a long time since he had dominated a young naive model and he knew it would be enjoyable, but he also needed the money. With her stunningly beautiful innocence face, silky skin and sleek wholesome cheerleaders' body he knew the camera would love her. He envisioned the dollar signs dancing in his head as he imagined the corruption and degradation of this natural beauty. In addition, he got hard thinking about how much fun it would be having her spread before him ripe for the plucking.
Penny sat innocently unaware that she was being watched as she fidgeted in her chair. She had been the beauty queen, head cheerleader and class president back in Nebraska and the world was her oyster. She came to The City knowing that everyone would clamor to have her model for them, but two months later, she hadn't had a single nibble. She was out of money and desperate, but determined to make it as a high-end model. The photographer was well known as the best of the low-end photographers, she needed a better portfolio and with her money gone, he was her last resort.
She played nervously with her long honey blonde hair pulled into a ponytail with the end teasing her lower back. With her hair pulled back, her stunning doll like face was offered in startlingly simple beauty. Her face was oval with sharp cheekbones and her minimal makeup only illuminated her natural beauty. Even her eyes darting around the room in fearful anxiety didn't detract from her regal and elegant splendor.
Penny was indeed a rare beauty; her skin was flawless with its polished flesh tones containing nary a wrinkle or blemish. Her petite ears, delicate celestial nose and bow-shaped lips were perfection on her face, but her large golden, brown eyes completed her doll face. Her eyes truly were the window to her soul revealing her determined fiery innocence and her fiercely passionate, loving heart. Once you saw her eyes they drew you in and you couldn't look away.
She was wearing a simple striped sweater and small pleated skirt. Both were very tight with the outfit revealing enough of her shape that anyone could see there was beautiful woman underneath. The sweater was snug, stretched tightly over her chest revealing her large, very nice bust. She had a small waist, with shapely killer legs displayed beneath the short skirt.
The photographer rubbed his chin, his eyes popped open with an idea, and he started to rub his hands together in glee. His smile grew even bigger as he got up to go greet his new victim.
"Hello, you must be Penny! I have been setting up the studio for our shoot. Come on back." He said as he strutted into the room.
He shook hands with Penny, holding her hand a little too long, feeling her softness and sensuous warmth seep into his arm. As they walked from the reception area into the studio, the photographer placed his hand on her lower back, guiding her into his lair. The studio consisted of an open area with several backdrops and a section next to that with what looked to Penny like a bunch of wood props. Then, further over to the side there was a bed with backdrops behind that as well.
Penny was usually pretty good at reading people and the minute the photographer came out of the back room; she knew he was a sleaze ball. He was over 6' tall and lanky with a two-day growth of beard over his rugged, angular face. His short-sleeved shirt revealed stringy ropes of muscle that hinted at strength beyond his lack of bulk. He was not ugly but he seemed hard and old beyond his years. Penny thought he looked like he would have been more at home roping cattle on the range.
His lecherous grin told her she had to be on her toes if she was going to deal with him. Unfortunately, she didn't have any more money and she knew she couldn't afford the more reputable photographers. She secretly wondered if she was making a huge mistake coming here. However, she mentally shrugged her shoulders knowing she really didn't have any other choices. She couldn't go home a failure, so she desperately needed a much better portfolio, something that would catch a modeling agencies eye.
She had seen some of his work and she knew he could produce excellent photographs. In the photographs, she had seen the incredible expressions on the models faces. She was really hoping he could coax out of her the intense expressions she had seen in some of his work. So far, all of her photographs had been fairly generic and to be honest she looked bored in her photographs. She was willing to risk dealing with him if he could help her capture a large range of emotions displayed in her body and face.
He calmly inquired, "Well Penny, tell me what kind of photos you need today."
She responded fidgeting from one foot to the other while wringing her hands, "I'm trying to redo my portfolio. I need some different categories of photos to fill in my blank areas." She was really nervous dealing with this photographer, but she needed to push through and hopefully get some great photographs.
"Okay, so you're new at this. Did you bring any of your current portfolios? What areas do you need to fill in?" He queried noting her nervous ticks.
"Well, something that's different that might catch an agent's eye. All I have now is some general and close up face shots, some natural light shots and a few overall full-length photos. Sorry no, I forgot to bring my portfolio. To be honest my current portfolio is bland and needs some spice, especially in my facial expressions."
"Well what kind of modeling jobs are you looking for, runway, print, swimsuit, glamour or pin-up?" He queried.
"Well, at 5' tall, I've been told that I'm too short and my breasts are too large for runway, so I'm thinking print and maybe swimsuit or lingerie.
