I was a senior in college when this happened to me. Since I was not from a rich family I had to work my way through college. Both my mom and dad worked hard just to pay for every thing for my younger brother and sister and I was left pretty much on my own. In high school I had the usual jobs at fast food places. During the first two summers in college I worked as wait staff in a steak house. The tips were really good and I was a pretty good girl, keeping my panties on most of the time.
Then in my junior year, a friend put me on to a gold mine job. She told me she made enough money to totally pay all her expenses and fees by modeling for the art classes and a few other side places. Of course, this was nude modeling. They started you out with just your top off and slowly worked you in to being naked in front of twenty students or so.
I found at first that posing nude was-well a little scary. Then I noticed that most of the students never really saw me, just my body anyway. And that I was really turned on by it. At the beginning of my senior year I was working fully nude. I even had an agent that booked me for sessions outside the college. His name was Sid. The jobs outside the college were the ones that really paid.
This one job Sid called me about was going to pay more than I had made in the first month I was back to school. It was a photo shoot by a local very well known art critic that owned a high priced loft studio. My girlfriend told me she was there once and loved it. Sid told me this was a little unusual assignment and the art critic saw me at an art fair and asked for me by name. How could I refuse that! Besides, I had my next semester's fees coming up soon.
I showed up at Alfredo's loft studio early. Alfredo and I sat down at a desk and went over the standard artist's modeling contract. After I signed the normal forms, Alfredo reached into his desk drawer and brought out a rider form to the standard contract. He started to say something, shook his head, and put the form back away in the drawer. I knew what the form was. It is what is called a touching rider. Sometimes the models get touched. Sexually. Sometimes it is incidental contact, some times it is intentional. No matter how it happens, that costs extra.
What Alfredo wanted to do was to have me dress up in a black silk corset which really pushed my breasts up high, (I'm not really large, just 35C) and left my nipples and an inch of skin under the nipples showing. Matching black elbow length gloves and garter belt with black fishnet stockings and very high heeled shoes finished my outfit. He was going to tie me up to a special table he built from a weight lifters bench and take a series of close photos of me spread wide open and all trussed up. I would have a ball gag in my mouth and be wearing a blindfold. I would be wearing bright red lipstick and have my face made up with heavy blush. I could just imagine what this was going to look like. It made me hot to think of it.
After I dressed and made up to Alfredo's satisfaction, he started to tie me up. I sat on the bench while he first took what seemed to be yards of white soft nylon cord and wrapped it around each of my arms and pulled them tight down to a bar at the base of the bench. It was not really comfortable, but it did not hurt. Then he took my left leg and wrapped the cord around first my thigh, above the knee, then bent my knee and tied it off, and wrapped more cord around my ankle. After he secured my left leg to the bench, he repeated this with my right leg.
Here I am. I'm laying on my back on a narrow padded bench. My arms are tied to the base of the bench, my legs are spread wide open and secured to the bench. My breasts are open and pushed with my nipples held high and with free access to them. My pussy is spread wide open, and sticking straight up in the air. The way my legs were spread apart, the lips of my pussy were pulled open as well. You could see right inside my love canal. Lastly, Alfredo lifted my head up and spread my beautiful long black hair in a fan shape around my head over the top of the bench.
I didn't have to imagine what I looked like. Alfredo had three video cameras pointed right at me-one on each side and one right down at my spread wide open pussy. I could see myself in a monitor. I was getting hotter by the minute. And not from the room heat!
Alfredo came and gave me a long drink of water from a squeeze bottle and then checked to make sure I was alright. When I said I was, he put in the golf ball sized gag, which fit inside my mouth with my lips curled on the outside of it (it had a hole in the center of it that I could breath through it if I had too, or so he could give me more water.)
Then Alfredo sat down and his couch and poured himself a glass of wine! I guess tying me up was hard work! After he finished drinking his wine, he started to walk around me and snap what seemed to be hundreds of still photos of me. He used at least four different professional model cameras. I was not blindfolded during all the photos. Some he let me watch, to get my reaction on film.
Some times he placed an object on or near me. I about died when he placed a yellow rubber duck so it looked like it was licking my breasts and my pussy. Then he placed it right between my breasts. He had a sculpture of a long necked bird with a long beak. He did the same thing with it, only he actually had the beak inside my pussy! Then he had it placed with the beak inside my gag! All the time he was doing this, I was getting hotter and hotter. My pussy had been flooding my love juice over my lips. He smiled at me and took close up photos of this several times. I could see his cock was hard, too.
When I thought he was about finished, he took off the gag and gave me some more water. To his credit, he offered me wine. I wanted the water. I would have some wine after we finished for the night.
"Alfredo, what was in the rider you were going to show me?" I asked him in a normal tone of voice. I saw the huge bulge in his pants from before he started shooting his pictures. It stayed there all the time he was shooting. I knew what the rider was. I just wanted his bulge out of his pants and deep inside me!
"Dusti, I guess you know I would really like to fuck you. I have never done it with any of my models before, but some how you are different. I always wanted to try this photo shoot, but never had the courage to ask any of the girls to do it. This has been a long time dream of mine," he said with passion.
