Thread: Sexploited Planet - darkangel76 & Little Rooster

He could see that she was searching for something deep within herself to help her do this, he was impressed in so many ways, many of the people he photographed would have already stripped naked by now, women would have had their legs and pussies spread wide apart for the camera to photograph and send to indifferent producers who were well and truly made numb to naked bodies and sex by way of the amount of it they saw on a daily basis, men would have been naked and hard, stroking away as if it were a behaviour unique to them and them only. But this Kyle, her uncertainty, her naivety and lost quality, this was something different, Kyle could well spark a revolution he thought to himself, a renaissance of sorts where subtlety once again counted for something and the mind resumed it's position as the biggest sex organ in all of us. Malcolm twitched in his pants at the thought of it all, he knew he may have been dreaming and that indeed there may be no place at all for a virginal porn star but he didn't care he was feeling things again, he was experiencing the rush of emotions and the wave of feelings that came from caring and being attracted to someone. Oh how he wished he could just covet Kyle, to have her live with him in his office here, to never again send her to the factory floor, and yet the NWO followed it's workers and managers zealously, they kept track of who and how many they had of each type, no, hiding her away would not work, if they wanted freedom, if he wanted her, they would have to play this game, at least until they found a way out. And yet, he caught himself again, he didn't know if she even liked him yet, he was head over heels for her and to her he was still a stranger, he snapped himself out of dream land yet again. He knew though if it weren't for him Kyle would have probably run out of the room by now, any other manager would have insisted she strip already maybe even perform sexual acts with them, her virginity her innocence a mere inconvenience for them. She slumped against the door, he could see she was still nervous and yet it all worked so well, he just kept taking photos, they would work out which ones to send later on, her eyes were watering, he wanted to hold her, to baby her but some tough love was required here, she would have to learn to keep pushing herself, pushing past what made her nervous to do things that she really preferred not to do, or she could resign herself to a life on the factory floor which she really didn't want at all. Then he saw it, something in her changed, a light flicked on in her eyes and she started to look more alive, she was no longer flirting with the camera, the black device that made her so nervous and was nothing more than an expensive contraption, she bit her lip, oh he did love that, flicked her hair, oh yes, keep going he thought, she giggled, twirled, smiled, that smile, how he would murder to make that smile his and his alone, she did a slight peek a boo holding her skirt up briefly exposing her white knickers, his cock hardened, his heart skipped beats, oh if he was to die than make it now, so happy so alive. Oh you are doing great he said, wondering if she was the object of her flirtation, How about you get on the bed, here is a huge lollipop, lick it and maybe arch your back up, spread your legs, let the skirt fall where it may, open your blouse up, expose the black bra underneath, let us try some shots like that he explained to her happy to go further now that she was warming up to the whole thing. You my darling are going to be a sensation I just know it! he exclaimed.