Becoming His

Lisa did as instructed, forgetting about the camera as she concentrated on making her unveiling as sensual as possible. How she had ended up stripping for this man she had no idea, but she liked it. Having him photographing her made her feel sexy and appreciated.

"Bend over at the waist as you slide your panties slowly down your legs. When you've stepped out of them, keep your hands on your ankles." He shot numerous pictures as she complied. "Cross your ankles. That's it." He shot a few more pictures. "Now spread your legs wide, Lisa. I want to see your pussy. Beautiful. You definitely don't need to shave that perfect snatch. Now touch yourself the way you want me to touch you. Good. Now keep doing that until I tell you to stop."

Lisa couldn't have said whether she stayed like that for minutes or hours, slowly stroking her own pussy. All she knew was that she hoped desperately that he liked what he saw. She had never wanted anyone's approval so badly. She squeezed her eyes closed and concentrated on trying to draw an adequate breath, as she felt her own moisture coating her fingers and heard the sloshing sound of it in the quiet room.

"Perfect. Now stand up and turn around." He waited for her to comply. "Take off your bra...just for me," he quietly commanded.

Lisa kept her eyes turned downward as she released the front clasp on her bra and let it slide slowly down her arms. Her breasts bounced free as if they were eager for him to declare them worthy. Her hardened nipples pouted atop her breasts, revealing the level of her arousal. Once again, she stood as still as possible for his benefit.

Again, he circled her, taking shots from various angles. When he was satisfied that he had maximized the possibilities, he set the camera aside and leaned his hips back against the table.

"Come here," he said quietly.

Lisa approached and stood just in front of his legs. He drew her against his body and grinned down at her.

"You're a natural at this, Lisa. You are beautiful and sexy, and your body is every man's wet dream. Now it's time to take it to the next level. This is where the touching comes in. I want you so aroused that you won't be able to look at me without begging me with your eyes to fuck you."

He bent his head and captured her lips, just as he had been doing in her fantasies all week. Lisa sank into him as he tasted her mouth leisurely. When she was breathless and needy, he drew back.

Jake kneaded her ass with one hand while he explored her breasts with the other. Lisa kept her gaze on his hand, unable to look at his face. She had become so immersed in her role that she could feel his power over her.

"Your breasts are perfect," he said in a husky voice. "They were made to give me pleasure."

Lisa quivered as he squeezed one nipple and twisted it progressively harder until pain mixed with pleasure. She bit her bottom lip to keep from crying out even as she arched her back to press her breast more firmly into his hand.

"It's just as I suspected, Lisa. You are a natural submissive." He toyed with her breasts, smiling when she moaned her appreciation. Finally, he wrapped a hand around the back of her neck and drew her close for another kiss.

Right from the start, Lisa felt consumed. She was a tasty morsel, and he devoured her, leaving her gasping when his moist lips traveled down her neck to her breasts. He lifted one breast in his palm, testing its weight before he drew her engorged nipple into his mouth where he nibbled it sharply. She cried out and clasped his head closer to her, threading her fingers through his silky hair.

He settled in to feast, tugging the sensitive flesh with his teeth, laving it with his hot tongue and sucking it until Lisa couldn't hold back her sobs of pleasure. She held her breast up for his mouth, leaving his hands free to roam her body. He caressed every curve and delved into every crevice. Finally, he made his way to her clit and stroked it tauntingly with his thumb as he probed her with two broad fingers. Lisa's whimper betrayed the fact that she was trying to maintain her self-control in the face of his onslaught.

He abruptly released her nipple and met her startled gaze. "Don't fight the feeling," he whispered. "Let yourself go. I want you to come for me. Now!"

He gave her clit a sharp flick, and with a gasp, Lisa let herself go. Her pussy contracted around his fingers in waves as a massive orgasm washed over her. He gripped her hip and held her steady as he watched her, enjoying the spasms of her snug passage. Her juices dribbled down his hand, but his jaw was clenched too firmly to grin. He waited until the contractions began to fade away before he squeezed hard on her clit.

"Offer me your other breast," he demanded. "I want to taste it."

Lisa eagerly cupped her breast and guided the nipple to his mouth while he resumed stroking deep inside her pussy. This time she didn't try to hide her emotions, and she followed his cues. When he bit down on her nipple and gave her clit a flick of his thumb, she fractured in his arms. Her scream of delight corresponded with the soothing strokes of his tongue and fingers.

He lifted her in his arms and carried her to the bed. "Don't move. Stay just like that for me."

He retrieved the camera and started shooting again, much to Lisa's disappointment. She had forgotten all about the photos. She just wanted him to continue with what he had started.

"That's it, Lisa. Give me that 'come fuck me' look. Good girl. Show me how badly you want my cock inside you."

He alternated between close ups and body shots, photographing her from all angles. With minimal instruction, she caressed herself and writhed on the bed, showing him how she wished he would touch her. She was nearly frantic with need. Her cheeks were flushed, and a fine dewy sweat coated her body beneath the bright lights.

Finally, Jake was satisfied that he had gotten the shots he wanted. He opened a large closet and rummaged through racks of negligees and lingerie. He finally chose a red satin gown that was backless except for spaghetti straps that crossed in several places. He tossed it to her.

"Put that on while I change the film," he said.

Oddly, putting on the skimpy gown made Lisa feel self-conscious. It barely covered her ass, and the slippery fabric teased her flesh as it slid over her body. Her nipples pressed wantonly against the soft material that was stretched across them. She stood beside the bed, waiting nervously for him to finish loading the camera.

Jake turned to face her and raked her from head to toe with his mysterious dark eyes. Lisa knew he wasn't unaffected when she noticed the bulge in the front of his jeans.

"Perfect," he grinned. "Now lay down on your back with your head hanging off the foot of the bed. One leg straight out, the other knee bent." He waited until she had complied before handing her a long-stemmed silk rose. He knelt on his haunches and met her upside down gaze. "Pretend that this rose is my mouth. Use it to show me everywhere you want me to taste you."

Lisa shuddered lightly, noticing that he said taste rather than kiss. She closed her eyes and began by caressing her mouth with the rose. Her lips naturally parted, and she moaned as she imagined Jake's lips on hers again. The camera barely registered in her awareness as she caressed herself and listened to his words of encouragement.

She used the rose to lead his eyes to her breasts. Posed as she was, partially hanging off the bed, her breasts were nearly falling out of the neckline of the gown, and they appeared even more luscious and ripe than usual. She imagined his lips and teeth and tongue on her as she explored every exposed curve and circled her barely concealed nipples through the satin, making them stand even more stiffly erect.

His deep, velvety voice urged her on, as he murmured his approval. Lisa dragged the rose down her body, pausing to circle her naval. How she wished to feel his tongue there! She released another moan and writhed on the sheets. When the rose reached her pussy, she whimpered, begging Jake with her eyes. She saw him grin as he continued to photograph her, circling the bed to get the angles he wanted.

"That's it, Lisa. Beg me with your eyes. Good girl."

The time flew swiftly, with Lisa becoming more and more aroused. Jake had her change clothes numerous times and had her use various props and imagine different scenarios as he photographed her. They paused only to eat a quick lunch, and then they were right back at it. Every time Jake touched her, he left her wanting him even more. Before she knew it, it was four o'clock.

"That's a wrap, Lisa," Jake said, setting the camera aside. "You did a fantastic job. I got all the shots I need. You can put your clothes back on, and I'll meet you in the kitchen." Jake left without a backward glance.

Lisa was having difficulty separating her role from reality. She wasn't ready for the shoot to end, and especially not while she was so needy and unfulfilled. She dressed with shaking fingers and secured her hair up with the clip before following him.

When she reached the kitchen, Jake handed her a stack of hundred dollar bills. "Here's your fee, as promised. How was it for you today?"

Lisa stifled the urge to tell him what she really felt. She had forgotten all about the fee. She just wanted desperately for him to satisfy the burning desire he had started in her body. She really didn't want to walk out the door and out of his life. She wanted so much more...

"It was fine. Different than I had imagined."

"Well, it's possible that I could have more work for you in the future. If you want to leave your number with me, I'll call you if anything comes up."

The desperate hope that filled her was a shock to her senses. "Sure." Lisa wrote her name and phone number on a paper he had given her and handed it back to him. "Feel free to call me anytime. I mean, maybe we could have dinner sometime...or something." Lisa's cheeks colored as she heard the words. Now she was the one using lame pick up lines.

He came to stand in front of her and tucked a stray lock of her hair behind one ear. She was mesmerized by his gaze.

"That's a tempting offer, but I am very demanding when it comes to relationships. I don't know whether you are the right kind of woman for me."

"Well, what kind of woman are you looking for?"

"Like I said earlier, I want a woman who is willing to do whatever it takes to please me."

Confusion was clear on Lisa's face as she thought back on their conversation. "Who is the private collector that you took these photos for today?"

"They are for my private collection. I intend to enjoy them thoroughly, but they are just the tip of the iceberg when it comes to what I want from a woman."

Lisa was stunned. "Do you mean to say that you are paying me a thousand dollars just so you can enjoy looking at pictures of me?"

"No, I wanted to explore your nature and find out whether you are submissive or not. The money is not important to me," he gestured casually to his expensive apartment. "As you can see, business is good, and I'm not hurting for cash. It is well worth the fee to find out whether you could be the right woman for me. You did very well today, but that's just the beginning."

Time seemed to stand still as they stood watching each other. The sound of a passing siren startled them both, and Jake cleared his throat.

"Alright then. Good job today. I'll keep your number handy, and maybe I'll call you again sometime."

He ushered her to the door and closed it behind her as soon as she had passed through. As Lisa descended the steps, she blinked back tears of frustration. Short of swallowing her pride and begging him to make love to her, she had no choice but to walk away.

*********

Eleven days that felt more like eleven months passed before Lisa heard from Jake again. During that time, he occupied her every thought. She could not rid herself of the sexual tension he had stirred in her, and no amount of masturbation seemed to help. Her vibrator became her enemy, because it was such a poor substitute for him.

The phone rang on Wednesday evening, and Lisa ran to pick it up. "Hello," she said breathlessly.

"Lisa, it's Jake. The photos turned out fantastic, and I want to do another session. Would you be interested?"

"Sure! When?"

"Well, first I should clarify. The theme of this session is to delve even deeper into your submissive nature. This time it would involve a male friend of mine, and I have in mind to photograph you getting spanked, giving a blowjob and being fucked. Naturally the fee would be significantly higher, three thousand this time. Would you be up for that?"

Lisa was glad he couldn't see her look of shock. Posing in the nude was one thing, but this was a whole different ballgame. "I...ah...I'm not sure."

"I understand your hesitation, but it would bring me great pleasure."

Lisa couldn't bring herself to turn him down. She needed to see him again, whatever the circumstances.

She took a shaky breath and cleared her throat. "Okay, I'll do it. When do you want me there?"

"Good girl. Same as last week, Saturday around ten. Oh, and Lisa, are you on birth control?"

Lisa's cheeks turned bright red. "Yes, why?"

"Because my friend won't be wearing a condom during the shoot. You don't have to worry about catching anything, he's got a clean bill of health, but I wouldn't want you getting pregnant."

His words sent a tingle up her spine. "No worries on that account, I've been on the pill for several years."

"Good. See you Saturday." He hung up, leaving Lisa clutching the phone.

********

Once again, the days crawled by until Saturday. By the time Lisa arrived at Jake's studio, her nerves were raw. He opened the door with a grin and waved her inside.

"Good morning, beautiful."

Lisa's insides melted and she returned his smile with a shy one of her own. "Good morning." She followed him into the kitchen, feeling a surge of déjà vu as she perched on the same stool she had used before and watched him retrieve two copies of a slightly different contract from his office.

"Mark isn't here yet. I told him to come a few minutes later to give us some time to talk before the shoot.

Jake handed her the contract, and once again, he propped one hand on either side of her, penning her between his body and the counter as he looked over her shoulder.

"As you can see, this contract is a bit different than the one you signed last time. This one states that you agree to participate in sexual acts and submit to physical punishment. Same as before, you can always call a halt to the proceedings, and the pictures are for my private enjoyment. They will not be released for public viewing, not even to Mark."

Lisa found it impossible to focus on the words, as she breathed in Jake's clean, musky smell. She picked up a pen and signed her name. "Seems straightforward enough."

"It is." Jake swiveled her stool around until she was facing him, then he leaned in close and snared her gaze. "Lisa, I know you are going to be fabulous, just like last time. It's going to be very different having Mark here. You will probably feel nervous and stiff. The way to get around that is to focus on me. Everything you do today, you will be doing for me."

Jake slid one palm up to cup the side of her face, and his eyes dropped to her lips. "For today, I am your lover, your lord and master. I have decided that it would please me to watch another man using your body. Because you love me and want only to please me, you will submit to a total stranger, but only because I wish it. For my pleasure, you will play whore to another man of my choosing. Are you willing to do that?"

"Yes," she whispered.

"Good girl. Just keep that thought in mind. Everything you allow to happen today, you will be doing for my pleasure."

The doorbell rang, and Jake went to answer it. He came back with a stunningly handsome man. He stood well over six feet, had the body of an athlete, and his blond hair and blue eyes were dreamy. Still, Lisa thought he wasn't nearly as sexy as Jake.

"Lisa, this is my friend Mark. Mark, this is the woman I told you about."

She and Mark exchanged greetings while shaking hands, and Lisa found it difficult to meet his eye. She was flooded with both excitement and anxiety.

"Let's get started, shall we?"

Jake led them both into the same room they had used the time before, but Lisa was surprised to see it looked quite different. The sheets had been changed to ice blue satin, the mosquito netting was gone, and various other props had been rearranged or replaced. It looked like a different room entirely.

"Okay," Jake said, picking up a camera and turning to face them. "I've talked with Lisa, and she knows what I want. Mark, she's yours for the day. I want you to put her through her paces, use her however you see fit, and if she doesn't satisfy you completely, I want you to discipline her."

Mark looked at Lisa, and her eyes fell to the carpet. He walked to the sofa and sat down, casually crossing his legs and stretching his arms along the back of the cushions. "Undress for me. I want to see what you have to offer."

Lisa felt a heated blush creeping up her cheeks, but she complied. She could feel the heat of both male gazes as she slowly removed her clothes. Jake caught every moment with the camera. Finally, she stood naked in the middle of the room.

"Turn around slowly," Mark said, looking her over with a lustful grin. "Nice. You weren't exaggerating when you told me she has a fantastic body, Jake."

Lisa's cheeks burned even brighter, knowing that they had discussed her. She could barely draw a breath as they both inspected her, commenting on her various attributes.

"Crawl over to me and kneel at my feet," Mark said.

Lisa dropped to all fours and crawled across the carpet. When she reached Mark's feet, she knelt with her head bowed, waiting for his next instruction. The camera faded from her awareness, but she remained focused on Jake and what he was thinking as he photographed her.

"Spread your knees wide apart and touch yourself. That's it," Mark said as she complied. He grinned when he saw the moisture already coating her fingers. "What a hot little slut you are! Now beg me to let you give me a blow job."

Lisa closed her eyes and imagined that it was Jake sitting there instead of Mark. "Please, sir. Please let me suck your cock." As she said the words, she felt more moisture oozing out between her thighs.

"You may suck my cock, but if you spill a single drop of my cum, I am going to punish you. Do you understand?"

"Yes sir," Lisa replied meekly.

"Good. Then suck me."

Mark watched with a grin, as Lisa unzipped his jeans and reached inside for his penis. He was huge, already erect and throbbing. She set to work, closing her eyes as she imagined that it was Jake's cock sliding down her throat. She moaned and sucked harder, using her tongue to tease along every ridge and hollow.

She felt Jakes foot nudging her knees further apart, and she opened her legs wide so he could photograph her. The knowledge that he was watching her every move made her pussy throb.

Mark gripped her hair and dropped his head onto the back of the sofa as he enjoyed the sensations she was creating. Jake circled them, capturing every angle of the scene as Lisa sucked the huge penis.

"Man, she's good. I don't think I've ever met a woman who gave such great head," Mark gritted out, as he rocked his hips against her face.

Lisa finally felt his cock swelling in her mouth, and she braced herself to swallow Mark's cum. It shot down her throat in long, sticky ropes, but just when the flow started to lessen, he jerked free of her mouth and shot the last few strands onto her face and breasts. Lisa's eyes flew to Mark's face before she realized her mistake and dropped them again to his lap. Jake knelt on his haunches beside her to shoot several pictures.