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Thread: [AmySorin & The Deviant] I'll Keep Your Photograph

Some of those things you're just supposed to hold and look sexy with them. The other things are mostly to be wore and give more of that BDSM look. But, yeah, I agree with you, it's usually a lot more fun to have someone together when using those things she told the young model with a smirk. She felt the hard-on in her panties growing and tightening some more as she thought about it Anyway, let me show you the dungeon. It's not that big of a deal, but it's a good enough setting, I'd say. Now, come with me she said softly. With that said, Natalie started walking further into the studio. She crossed two more sets like the first one, with mostly nothing inside or just with a green screen in the background before she opened a door that led to a place that looked quite a bit different from all the other rooms up until that point. Although there was still more than sufficent light for a proper photoshoot to occur, the place definitely seemed dimlit, with walls painted on darker colors and enough places from which to hang chains or ropes. Some of the hangers already had some thin chains placed on them, ready for someone to be tied up on them. There were also a few pieces of furniture to which people could be tied up or that had candles that were still yet to be lit. I thought about putting some more specific BDSM furniture here, but it'd be too much of an investment for things that certainly wouldn't be used every day she commented. Well, anyway, since we're here, why don't we try some more regular poses to warm you up and for me to adjust the camera settings? It's a good point to try some of your favorite positions or maybe to just try something new that you could've thought about the photographer suggested, picking up her camera and already adjusting a few things.
Thread: [AmySorin & The Deviant] I'll Keep Your Photograph

Charlene followed dutifully as the photographer led her towards the back of the studio until they reached the dungeon room. Her brown eyes widened as she looked around in awe. She barely registered Natalie's comment about more specific BDSM furniture, but was able to pull herself out of her daze at the mention of some warm-up shots. She smiled and nodded in agreement, stretching and cracking her knuckles before she chose a spot amidst the candles. She started simple, bending forward at the waist to hide her womanhood from the camera while amplifying her cleavage. Her breasts appeared dangerously close to popping out of the corset unbidden, but she didn't seem to notice. She flipped all her hair to one side and finger-styled it as Natalie sorted out the settings on the camera. Is this okay to begin with? she asked, a hint of sheepishness in her voice.
Thread: [AmySorin & The Deviant] I'll Keep Your Photograph

As Charlene got into position to take the first photo, Natalie got into position as well and took the camera to her face. She adjusted the zoom and looked for the best way to frame her. Once she was in position, bending forward and with her breasts almost popping out of the tightly fit corset, she shot the first sequence of photos. She then put the camera away for a moment and checked the result of the shots. She then gave the model a small smirk. That looks pretty hot. Great way to highlight those nice, big breasts of yours the photographer complimented the girl, taking another good look at her body. Seeing her in that position made her wish for her hidden and still hard shaft inside her panties to be moving back and forth between her breasts. Of course, she'd never admit that Are you sure you've got no experience with this? she playfully teased while she waited for her to move on to another position. Since that was still a warm up, there was still no need to suggest positions yet.
Thread: [AmySorin & The Deviant] I'll Keep Your Photograph

The younger woman blushed furiously at the photographer's compliments, giggling sheepishly as she moved toward one of the odd pieces of furniture. She straddled the seat with her backside facing Natalie, her thighs held apart to give the barest glimpse of her glistening sex in between the plump round cheeks. Her blonde hair fell almost to her waist when she dipped her head back just a bit, tousling it with her fingers. Well, no firsthand experience, but I learn a lot from observation, she replied to Natalie's teasing, finding that her confidence grew significantly with this woman.
Thread: [AmySorin & The Deviant] I'll Keep Your Photograph

Observation, huh? Natalie repeated to herself while she got in a better position to take the shot. Just about a meter away, she kneeled down and aimed her camera upwards. This way she had a pretty good angle of the model's butt, shooting it from below and catching that little bit of the girl's womanhood that she so kindly decided to show. Does observation mean that you spend a lot of time looking at pictures of hot girls posing? Natalie teased, smirking a bit, before taking the next round of photos Keep this position, but now turn to me and give me that sexy look she instructed Charlene, standing up and straightening her posture once again. The more she looked at the model, the harder she got. She expected the feeling to subside at some point, but up until that point, there was no sign that it'd possibly go away.
Thread: [AmySorin & The Deviant] I'll Keep Your Photograph

Maybe a bit, Charlene teased back, smiling as she followed the photographer's instructions. When the photo was taken, she got a better look at the piece of furniture she was on. It was some sort of padded bench with restraints on either end, and when she noticed the spanking implements hung close by, she realized what it must be for. Hey, um... Do you want to maybe strap me into this thing for a couple shots? she suggested, blushing a little but visibly excited.
Thread: [AmySorin & The Deviant] I'll Keep Your Photograph

It's fine to admit that you look at porn every once in a while the photographer playfully teased the model As a matter of fact, I do so as well, so no judgements from me here Natalie said, giving her a quick smirk while moving closer towards her. She left the camera on top of a nearby counter. Want to move on to the kinky stuff already, Miss Boudreaux? Natalie teased her once she was closer If that's the case, then I'm going to make sure to tie you up in a way we can take advantage to this sexy body of yours the photographer said with a grin Now kneel down on the bench so that I can take proper care of you she said, almost demanding it of her. Without waiting for the girl to respond, Natalie put her hand on the back of Charlene's head and pushed her down, making so that her cheek was touching the bench's upholstery while standing on her knees.. She grabbed ahold of the girl's hands and pulled them forward towards one end of the bench. Looking up at the model, she tied each of her hands down with the chains attached to the piece of furniture and then moved around her. She then held to the girl's ankles and, without much ceremony, tied the chains from the other side to her, just like she had done with her hands. This way, Charlene was held down on the couch in somewhat of a doggystyle position, with her head down and her ass upwards, giving the photographer a perfect look of her behind. Feeling comfortable? she teased once she was done. Natalie knew well enough she wasn't supposed to treat clients that way, but the previous photos had turned her on enough for her to do something like that. Even having done that, it was still quite hard to resist the urge not to just pull her panties down and start doing the model in a rather rough manner or to spank her ass with one of the many toys lying around the room. Should I get started? she asked, biting her lower lip and trying to keep her composure despite what she had just done.
Thread: [AmySorin & The Deviant] I'll Keep Your Photograph

Charlene was compliant as Natalie positioned her, her face glowing red in embarrassment and arousal as she was strapped in. She was certain that the photographer could see just how wet she was, her pink lips swollen and glistening with her lust and peeking between her thighs. When Natalie asked if she was comfortable, she nodded sheepishly, a little embarrassed at how she'd been handled and how much it turned her on. B-Be gentle with me...at least at first, the blonde murmured, trembling in excitement and maybe a twinge of fear even as she gave a nervous giggle at her own teasing.
Thread: [AmySorin & The Deviant] I'll Keep Your Photograph

Natalie was already on her way to get her camera when she heard Charlene's murmur. With a wide smirk on her lips, she turned around half way through and faced the model Be gentle? she repeated, slowly walking toward the girl again Am I supposed to take pictures of you or to give you a proper spanking? the photographer asked, stopping by the girl's side, finally noticing how wet and excited she looked Because right now, I'm really inclined to go for the second option before actually taking care of your photos she commented, placing a hand on the model's naked ass and slowly rubbing it up and down You know, for the sake of realism when I get to take those photos she explained before pulling back her hand. While waiting for the girl's response, she walked back to where she left her camera and took it. She took a quick photo to see how it'd look with Charlene in that position and then walked to the punishment instruments resting close to where the model was tied. Tell me, miss Boudreaux. Do you prefer cats or horses? She asked while looking at what she had available for herself.
Thread: [AmySorin & The Deviant] I'll Keep Your Photograph

Realizing she'd made a mistake when Natalie turned to approach her again, Charlene blushed furiously, silently cursing herself for saying anything. As the woman spoke, her hand finding Charlene's bare ass and caressing it in a way that left the blonde speechless, she could only nod in agreement. The feeling of the photographer's hand being pulled away made her flinch at first, already anticipating a swat, but the sound of her walking away made the younger of the two pout a little. She whimpered at the sound of a camera shutter. Natalie's question puzzled her, but she went with it. I-I like both, she muttered shyly, wondering if it was some kind of innuendo. Either way, it was true. She thought about asking what Natalie preferred, but she was a little afraid to speak out of turn in her current position, and she had a feeling she knew already anyway. She tried to turn and see what Natalie was doing only to discover just how limited her movement was when she was strapped in even turning her head was uncomfortable because of her face being pressed against the seat, and she figured trying to move her raised backside in either direction would be similarly futile. Assuming she didn't want to injure herself, she was virtually immobilized beyond the occasional feeble squirm of excitement.
Thread: [AmySorin & The Deviant] I'll Keep Your Photograph

Natalie smirked at how hopeless and defenseless Charlene seemed to be at the moment. Before deciing on what she'd likely use against her skin, the photographer turned to the model again and aimed the camera at her This is so damn sexy she told the girl before snapping another photo of the blonde girl. We're only beginning, but I have the feeling this might turn out to be the most entertaining and fun photoshoot I've ever had the opportunity to do she added, grinning I'm sure this will be a great addition to your portfolio. Having taken a few more pictures of her model, Natalie turned to the instruments again. Knowing of the girl's answer, she picked up a regular looking riding crop, probably about 30cm long, and a cat o' nine tails style whip. Casually brandishing them around, she approached Charlene and kneeled down by her side so that the blonde girl could have a good grasp of the situation Could you hold this for me, please? she asked, approaching the riding crop to her face. With both hands and legs tied down, there was only one way for the girl to hold the crop and Natalie knew and expected her to comply with it. After the request, she took a few step back, the cat o'nine tails whip still on one of her hands, and aimed the camera at the model again, looking for the best angle to take a few more photos.
Thread: [AmySorin & The Deviant] I'll Keep Your Photograph

Charlene whimpered at the sight of the implements Natalie had chosen, blushing as she opened her mouth to hold the riding crop between her teeth. She was visibly aroused as the next photos were shot, biting down on the crop and squirming against her restraints as she anticipated the first strike from the cat o' nine tails. Do you do this with your models often? she asked casually around the tool in her mouth, still intimidated but too turned on to be truly afraid anymore.
Thread: An Idol at your service boys! (profile)

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Thread: Applewood Fields (kaigen & MetalMelissa)

Eric's upbringing bore a stark contrast to most of the people he had met on his travels. Even more so since he began to travel to the more rural parts of the country. Several years prior the tall drifter learned he had an inate talent. Farming and gardening seemed to come naturally. Or more naturally than the other skills he'd acquired during his travels. And it was one that afforded him the luxury of not paying for a room or meals. Or rather, in this case, a power and septic hookup for his modest camper. While he did not recieve an actual paycheck for his labor, he long ago learned other extra-legal ways of earning enough cash for the few pleasantries he enjoyed. Promptly at a quarter to seven he woke, showered and dressed in his usual worn pair of loose fitting bluejeans thst hung low on his hips and a simple black Harley t-shirt that had the sleeves cut off. Finally after pulling on his square toed work boots and attaching the chain that hung off his wallet to a belt loop he left the confines of his home on wheels and entered the main house. Immediatly upon entering the scent of morning breakfast assaulted his nose. It appeared to be the usual fare, one Eric always enjoyed greatly. Long and tall, taller than either of the Drake brothers but more slightly built, he strode into the kitchen and helped himself to a cup of coffee. Then quietly sat at the table. Eric was not an unattractive man. But he certainly was no male model. Thick tufts of wavy black hair covered his head and several days of beard growth seemed to perpitually cover his face. His bright green eyes shown bright. But within those eyes he held the look of a man that had lived far more and seen life from a perspective most by the age of twenty five would never see. Having been on his own for much of the last decade and a half, places like Applewood Fields was a haven to him. And while he knew it would not last forever he was warm and dry at night, and his belly was always full. And so he did well to keep his wandering green orbs from falling on Mrs. Smith's curvaceous form. And though he greatly appreciated her manner of dress he wanted to stay in this place as long as possible. And so he did well to only look when no one else was. Once breakfast was laid out before them Eric finally spoke. Quiet by nature he only spoke when he really had something to say. Which was not often. Spending his formative years on the streets taught him that. It taught him that the only safe space was within his own mind. I noticed yesterday that the trees in the southern orchard are aging a bit. Are ya gonna replace em anytime soon? Eric learned from a previous orchard at which he worked, thst while apple trees could live for several hundred years, more often about a hundred years, their yeild would start to decline long before they finally died on their own. And thst aging could accelerate from poor care. Which seemed to be the case in recent years.
Thread: Applewood Fields (kaigen & MetalMelissa)

Lauren nodded, and a wry smile drew across her narrow lips. One of the many things I have to fix around here, Eric, she quipped, uncapping a carton of orange juice with lightly calloused fingers, and pouring herself a half-glass. By necessity, she kept her fingernails short, and rarely an evening came where they weren't grubby from a hard day's work. At present, however, they were as freshly washed as the rest of her sultry figure, and her flaxen locks bore the refreshing scent of citrus fruit shampoo. Well if you weren't kept busy you'd only be annoying me, John joked from across the table, flashing a grin first at his wife and then at Eric. He was a jovial enough sort of man, though away from the eyes of the employees he was susceptible to mild, yet sudden mood swings. A general dissatisfaction with life was deeply ingrained in him, and it often left him irritable, and with a longing to escape the repetitive grind of daily life. Am I right or am I right, Alan? Oh, I wouldn't know, smiled the Englishman. Tammy never annoys me, and I'm sure Lauren is always a pleasure to be around! His girlfriend scoffed, and Lauren smiled. The mood around the table was good, and that boded well for the day. All around them the gentle clitter and clatter of cutlery on crockery could be heard as the six of them ate their breakfast. Aww, really? I never annoy you? asked Tammy, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. She was a cheerful sort of girl, always eager to joke around and have some fun, but she applied herself well to her work as well. This morning she wore a grey tank top that was slightly stretched from use, and the tight curls of her light brunette hair hung low over her full chest. I'll have to keep that in mind. The chitter-chatter continued until each and every plate was empty, and John was first to leave, spotting the arrival of Ronny and Donny through the long kitchen window. He asked Juan to accompany him, leaving Lauren to take Eric, Alan, and Tammy to the orchard. Outside the sun was set against clear blue skies, and the day was especially hot for this time of year. As Tammy and Alan took a moment to apply some sunscreen to their pale, British skin, Lauren sidled up alongside Eric, and the pair made their way down the worn pathway towards the orchard proper. You know a bit about orchards, huh? she asked, recalling what he'd said earlier. She was aware that he'd worked on orchards before, but she had little idea as to the extent of his knowledge. In truth, she knew very little about him at all, and that made her very curious. He was something of an enigma to her, and besides arousing her curiosity, that fact also made him rather attractive to her. With John showing little interest in anything at all, really, she had gotten used to the fact that her eyes and mind would wander from time to time. As yet she had never been compelled to act on her attraction to anyone else, but she'd be lying if she said she was never tempted.
Thread: Applewood Fields (kaigen & MetalMelissa)

Despite John's jovial nature Eric seemed to see through it like a clear window. Reading people was one such skill that he had been forced to pick up early in life. And while John had not done anything to Eric, he didnt really care for him. Though he hid the emotion well as he faked a grin during breakfast. It was apparent that Eric had not had much in the way of formal education. But even more apparent was his natural intellegence. While he lacked the formal schooling needed to work a higher earning he quickly picked things up. And could look at problems that needed solved from different angles than many people that had formal schooling. So as he and the attractive older woman walked down the path Eric looked down on her and nodded. I know a bit about it. Dont know the proper names for everything. But worked in an apple orchard for about a year solid a couple years ago. He replied in his usual deeply calm voice. Like Lauren, Eric's skin was deeply tanned and it was obvious not only by his skin tone but by his tight musculature that he had spent most of his life out in the elements working hard. I picked up a few things there that migjt help you out if ya wanna hear bout it. He continued as they entered the rows of aging trees.
Thread: Applewood Fields (kaigen & MetalMelissa)

She smiled in response and gave a short laugh, not laughing aloud so much as expelling a short, punctuated breath of air through her nostrils. No offence, sweetie, she replied, looking up at him as they walked and placing a hand on his upper arm, but I imagine I've learned more in all the years this orchard's been in the family than you did in a year. She allowed her smile to grow warmer so that he could be sure she meant no disrespect, and her hand lingered on his bare arm for a moment longer than she was comfortable with. She recalled that John used to be lean and strong like Eric, back in his youth. He was hardly weak now, but despite working day after day he had somehow managed to let himself go, and possessed a pot belly and puffy male breasts that made his wife long for a younger model. I'd still like to hear what you've learned, though, she added, taking her hand back and casually continuing on between the tree lines, her mind now wandering to places that she knew it shouldn't, but to which she would not stop it from going. She was quiet sure that Eric was smarter than he'd have her believe, and had an inkling that he'd learned all kinds of useful things down through the years. What he knew about orchards didn't interest quite as much as what he might know about other things, however... Further back, Tammy and Alan were still in the bedroom they shared in the Smith's house, each taking turns applying sunscreen to the others skin, and here and there stealing smitten kisses from one another.