I could feel my legs start to tremble as Edward continued to seek out my hidden treasure. His fingers became wet and sticky as he slid them along my lips, prising them open. But still he didn't completely remove my wet panties...just forcing them to one side to expose my pussy and allow my thick black pubes to hold the material in place.
Using his other hand he held my lips apart and flicked my exposed clit.
"Aaaahhhhhhh" I cried, mainly in pleasure but also in pain. He had knelt in front of me and, using his teeth, bit lightly on the pink flesh, freeing it from its hood.
Whilst Edward was working me up to a frenzy Ms Grant had stopped pinching and slipped a new bra over my breasts. This one was made of red leather and had two small round holes cut out for my nipples. It was obvious that the bra was at least a size too small as she forced my breasts into the leather and pulled on my nubs, forcing them into the holes which realistically were too small for my hard nipples. Once through, the tight gap seemed to stop the blood flow to them and make then even harder. She fastened it tightly behind my back and said "You will keep this on until I tell you to remove it Anna. And that includes wearing it at bedtime. Do you understand?"
I nodded, unable to speak. Edwards's attentions were making me feel very strange. I could feel my body start to shake and my breathing became ragged. I suddenly realised I had wet myself. Oh god! How could I pass urine at a time like this? But no! I looked down to see that it wasn't actually urine; it was a sweet smelling white cream and was flowing through the silk and down my legs.
I then passed out!
Unbeknown to me, all the time I was being subjected to their assault, a video camera installed in the cupboard was set to record everything. Not only was it saving it, it was also recording the action live on two large screens in a theatre on the other side of town.
I woke the following morning feeling rather strange. It took me a few minutes to remember what had happened and realise it hadn't been a dream. This was confirmed as, when I sat up; I noticed a large brown envelope next to me on the pillow. I opened it up hesitantly and almost dropped the contents. Inside were at least a dozen 8 x 6 colour photos of me....One, in a dressing room surrounded by many sales assistants both male and female, in a very brief bra and thong panties set. Another; kneeling in front of Richard with his cock in my mouth. The photographer had caught me is such a position that it looked as if I was enjoying it and licking the cream from the corner of my lips. They were all much of the same ilk but all very explicit. A small post it note was attached and just said ' Hi mom & dad, hope you like the pictures as much as I did doing them?'
"Oh my god!"
In most of them I was naked. I looked at the pictures and my body as it were the first time I had seen myself naked...and it actually turned me on? I felt uncomfortable admiring myself and was just about to dive back under the duvet when I realised what I was wearing. The tight red leather bra! As I drew my hands up, my finger glanced across my stretched nipple, causing me extreme pain. I knew I was unable to remove it and decided to splash some cold water from the bathroom on them to cool them down.
I stood in front of the mirror and just stared. It was the most erotic sight I had ever seen. My flat brown belly seemed different somehow. I still showed a full black bush of public hair but I felt as though I could see through it. I slipped my hand down and ran it along my pussy lips, slightly opening them to look inside. But I hastily withdrew it! This was wrong....I shouldn't be touching myself like this. So I looked up to my heavily bound breasts...breasts that showed a hard brown nipple poking through.
As I was just about to touch myself I heard a noise outside the bathroom.
"Anna, are you in there?" asked Ms Grant. "Come on girl, I need to get you dressed. You have an audition at the Theatre in just an hour and I need you ready for when the car picks you up. Remember, when you get in the shower you must NOT remove the bra!
"What!" I cried. "How can I be expected to shower wearing this bra?"
"Do as you are told" ordered Ms Grant.
I knew I had no choice however I found it very strange with the jets of water pounding my body and running over the leather. I realised as time went on that the material seemed to get tighter and tighter, making my still hard nipples really ache! I hoped I would be let take it off soon?
As I walked back into the bedroom, standing next to Ms Grant was a tall grey haired gentleman. I was glad I had wrapped a towel around myself however, before I could move he stepped forward and whipped the towel from around me. I tried my best to cover myself up: unsuccessfully using my hand to cover my hard erect nipples and the other trying to cover my pussy, but he just stood there laughing.
"Anna my dear, please do not be silly. I have no intention of touching you....I am here just to dress you for your audition. Please stand still whilst I assess you" he continued. "Now, drop you hands and let me see your delectable body."
This gentleman seemed so genuine and I felt almost hypnotised by his smooth voice. He took my hand and gently placed it beside my side, exposing the tight leather covering my breasts, Licking his lips he then took my other hand away from my sex and placed it by my other side. I felt so exposed!
He proceeded to walk around me.....trailing his fingers across my shoulders, down my back to softly cup my ass cheek. "Mmmmmmmm" was all he said. He stepped round and slowly caressed my belly with the back of his hand. Returning to stand in front of me he just stared at my face and slowly moved his eyes down, across my breasts to settle on my hairy mound. He slipped his finger across my pussy lips and turned to Ms Grant saying "Carol, this must go! Have you prepared her for this?"
"I have, Dr Norton" she replied, pointing over towards the table.
"Oh god no!" I cried. "Please don't?"
