The Photo Shop Ch. 22

The Photo shop by Candyman666©

Although each chapter is a story on its own, you might enjoy it more by starting with chapter 1 as there may be references to characters or events that happened in previous chapters. All characters participating in sexual activity in the stories are 18 or over.

Chapter 22: The inauguration

It took me the better part of the following week to recover from the video shoot antics. I spent most of my time in the computer room together with Jada, when she was not at school. She was good, what am I mean is she was amazing, if she kept this up, she would become a world-class film editor. In between we got to talk a lot, about her youth, how she came here together with her older sister Alicia and how the latter got her the electricians apprenticeship, slipping into the BDSM lifestyle so that once she herself turned 18 she became interested as well. As she had mentioned during their first visit, she was still looking for a Master. She had tried a few of the club's members but hadn't clicked with any of them.

"Are you sure you don't want to take me on as your sex slave?"

"As I said, sweety, I don't know enough of the lifestyle to do you justice and you're so young, you're 18 and next month I'll be 60."

"All the more reason. I can trust you, even if maybe you are a bit too gentle with women. You can't stop yourself thinking that what we want you to do will hurt us, but that's the wrong idea. Believe it or not, we crave the pain and the humiliation; it arouses us and makes us cum on its own most of the time - within limits, the more pain we endure, the more intense our orgasms. You will see what I mean next Saturday when the BDSM cellar is inaugurated and I will hopefully be on one of the displays. When on such a display we need a Master present to safeguard us, making sure our set boundaries are not passed or that we might be permanently marked."

"OK, I'll think about it, maybe just for the one night to try it out and make sure you don't get hurt. I'll let you know before the inauguration."

"Thank you, I appreciate it."

"OK let's continue with our work because Astrid wants her videos by the end of the week."

We continued with the editing, taking out the sound and adding background music, noting the music so as to pay the copyright fees. Friday evening we finished, so I shouted down to Astrid, who'd been busy most of the evenings that week in the cellar, preparing the big inauguration show and reception for Saturday.

"Astrid, can you please tear yourself away for half an hour to review the videos for your boutique!" I called downstairs.

"I'll be up in a minute, I could do with a break anyway!" she replied.

"How's it going, will you get everything ready for tomorrow?"

"I truly hope so, I definitely don't want Tanja to be disappointed, because this is her thing and if it works out as she hopes and thinks, it will confirm her leadership of our club and assure her a long reign. OK let's look at this video you've concocted"

After about half an hour we were at the end. Astrid hadn't said anything and I began to worry.

"It's fantastic.! It's even better than I'd hoped, especially those scenes in the attic with the mirrors, they worked out magically, I am impressed. When can I display them in the boutique?"

"For that part, you'd better contact Jada's sister, Alicia, she's the Wizkid with displays."

"There was one other thing I wanted to talk to you about: Jada asked me to be her Master, and I have doubts. First of all, she's so young, only 18, and I will be 60 soon, I could even be her grandfather. Second I have so little knowledge of the lifestyle I'm afraid I would do it all wrong."

"Don't be scared, she is young yes, I admit that, but we have other fairly young members whose Master is two or even three times their age; you won't stand out if that's what you're afraid of. As for your lack of knowledge of the lifestyle, you mastered video filming at your age, what makes you think you wouldn't be able to 'Master' this?"

"Maybe you're right, well I agreed to be her Master for tomorrow night. On the one hand, she is a bit afraid to be put on display, and on the other, she's even more afraid of not being put on display! What are your plans for her?"

"I thought we could put her on the St Andrews Cross with a table in front with a small assortment of nipple clamps, fine chains and weights and different types of floggers and whips to be used on her."

"Sounds painful!"

"But that's the whole purpose, to give them the pain they crave without damaging them."

"Will you be on display as well Astrid?"

"Yes, later in the evening, yes, but incognito mind you, but first I need to be at the entrance welcoming the guests, together with Tanja."

"Who else will be on display then?"

"That is for me to know and for you to guess, if you knew upfront, all the fun would be gone. Oh and don't forget your camera, I want pictures...and video, of the whole event, especially from the displays."

"OK, I'll do my best, but if I want to act as Master for Jada, I need to make sure she will be OK all through the event."

"We'll make sure she's well protected, even if you are filming or photographing another display than hers."

"Good, I'm looking forward to it!"

"You'll be pleasantly surprised. Tomorrow, during the day, we'll bring in the drinks and the food. All the 'special' equipment is already here and stored in its proper place. We made arrangements so that it won't be obvious there is an event in your cellar, participants have been instructed where to park their cars and they will be shuttled to the back entrance with a silent electric Leaf, provided by our local Nissan garage."

"You really thought of everything didn't you?"

"We don't want any trouble, our lifestyle is not understood by everyone. It's a select group, you might recognize some of them, although most will be wearing a face mask to retain their anonymity."

"OK, see you tomorrow then."

The next day passed uneventfully, a few customers in the shop but nothing special. I closed at 6 PM, had a bite to eat, and got ready. No point for me to wear a mask as the whole shindig was in my cellar anyway. I was ready at 7, and when I came in, Tanja and Astrid were there together with some girls I didn't know. They were already in 'uniform', I recognized one of the more revealing lingerie sets I had photographed for Astrid. Taking a closer look they were all the same, except for the color; there was one in black, one in red, and one in royal blue. The bra was made of a strip of lace contouring the girl's boobs, leaving the middle portion of the breast completely bare. They wore small golden rings around their nipples, accentuating them. None of the girls had any tattoos or piercings; I was in seventh heaven. They were all about the same size, wearing 5-inch heels color-coordinated with their outfit. The whole thing was completed with tiny see-thru thongs. No need to say they had all gone to Bethany's or another beauty parlor getting a light suntan and a Brazilian wax.

Trays with glasses for champagne were at the ready, awaiting the first guests who began to trickle in around 8 o'clock. That's when I saw some movement at one of the displays, Jada, completely naked was being fastened, face forward, spread-eagled, on the St Andrews Cross, she looked happy. I gave her the thumbs up. "I will look after you," I mouthed silently. She gave me big smile, beckoning me over.

"Will you be the first to flog me please, before they give me a mouth gag and I can't ask anymore?"

"OK, I'll be careful."

"No, warm me up, start slow and increase the force as you go along."

Oh my god, I do have a lot to learn. I picked up one of the floggers, the one that looked as if it could do the least harm on her skin, swished it a few times in the air, and then carefully started hitting her with it, first only using just the tips, making the figure 8 as I had learned before. Jada's smile got bigger, making me bolder and hitting harder, using a bigger portion of the leather strips the thing was made of. Astrid, having seen me, came over.

"You have to give her a good whack every 5^th time you hit her," she whispered in my ear.

OK, I started counting, god this reminded me of my dancing lessons when I was 16, counting the different steps. On 5 I hit her harder.

"Harder, you're only tickling here, she needs to get pink," Astrid whispered again.

Again on the count of 5, I hit much harder. I heard Jada give a careful yelp. It was becoming clear I had to hit her a lot harder for her to enjoy it. So be it.

Continuing I startled her by giving a serious whack on the count of 4, drawing a painful hiss from her lips, which was, however, followed by a big smile. I was on the right track and continued for ten minutes. Someone else was already waiting at my side to take over. He went for the nipple clamps, applying them to each of Jada's hard nipples, connecting them with a fine chain hanging and some weights on it. Looking at Jada again she mouthed "Thank you", just before someone applied a mouth gag on her, shutting her up.

After taking some pictures of her I wandered off to the next station. On this one, a naked woman, already of a certain age was strapped down on what I learned was a spanking bench. She was on her back with her arms stretched over her head, and hands tied to the poles holding the thing up; her ankles were tied to her thighs, putting her pussy on display. In front of her was an assortment of burning candles in glass jars. I saw people picking up one of the jars and pouring the hot wax over her body. Her boobs and pussy were the most favored spots to pour the wax, but her stomach, arms, and thighs were not forgotten. Once the wax had solidified someone grabbed a paddle and started hitting her with it, making the wax come off again, and then the whole process was repeated, only the second time the flogger took a cane to remove the wax, making it far more painful for her. Her boobs and pussy began to get slowly inflamed, with nasty red welts showing. After filming that show, I moved on.

Ah someone I knew, Elisa, of course again buck naked, was tied to a whipping pole being flogged with a small size bullwhip. Every time the whip touched her it curled around her body, leaving a nasty red stripe. By the time I arrived, she was already red all over, screaming around her ball gag every time the whip hit her, Jack hovering around her, keeping an eye on things. After every 5 hits, her tormentor went closer to her, first making sure her skin was not broken, then fingering her hard before continuing the flogging, enticing more moans of pleasure from her. The cellar was filling up nicely, some of the people greeting me. Well, a lot of the villagers knew me as the chap from the photoshop, some I recognized despite them wearing a mask, some I didn't, even if they weren't wearing one. There were all sorts, some in tuxedos, and often accompanied by a woman in a very revealing evening dress. , They were topless, or completely naked, or with plunging necklines or backs all the way to the top of their pussy or their ass crack. Bras were a big no, as were panties or thongs: all ladies came commando. One couple stood out; she was clothed in a garment made of leather strips riveted together, with small bells attached to her nipples. He was leading her on a leash attached to a bit in her mouth and she had two ponytails, one on top of her head with a second sticking out of her butt, clearly a special butt plug, it was obvious she was HIS little pony. Black leather or latex clothing was the thing to wear by the aficionados, both men and women. Some of the men were bottomless and wearing a cock cage.

At 10, a voice announced that 'Le Plat de Résistance', the main attraction of the evening would be served in the center, and was lit with spotlights. Tanja came towards the center, leading a young barefoot woman by a rope around her neck. Her head was covered with a cloth bag made of the same material as the tiny white dress she wore, barely covering her crotch; her hands were tied in front, she also had a rope tied around her right ankle, and one just above her knee, the purpose of these ropes would become clear once they started to put her in the desired position.

Once on the spot, her hands were attached, high up, to a rope dangling from one of the winches attached to the ceiling, stretching her lithe body, only allowing her to stand on her toes. Although I couldn't see her face, there was something familiar about her. Tanja began touching her all over her body, even revealing the tiny thong she was wearing. She was joined by Astrid and a bare-chested, very muscular man, unknown to me.

The girls started pulling at the straps holding up the small dress, trying to rip them, not really succeeding in breaking them but already baring the masked girl's boobs in the process. Someone approached the little group with a pair of scissors, cutting the dress from the hem and going all the way up between her boobs, making it fall open, baring her beautiful body.

All of a sudden it hit me, I know that beautiful body, it's Linda. Ripping the remains of the white dress of her body didn't take long, leaving her almost completely naked. At the same time Tanja pulled the hood off, indeed revealing Linda's face, a ball gag in her mouth, Astrid dropped to her knees cutting away Linda's white thong with the scissors, exposing her waxed pussy. The man took hold of her ankle, lifting it way up, bringing her in a standup split position like only Linda could thanks to her flexible body. He attached the ankle rope to the one securing her arms and hands. To make sure her leg couldn't come down, a second rope was added connecting the one just above her knee to the one around her neck.

The people around her took full advantage of her helplessness and started to grope Linda all over her enticing, completely naked, and now fully available body. Her Mistress, Astrid was already busy with Linda's pussy, slapping it, and alternating with fingering her roughly. A couple of guys were manhandling her small perky boobs, pinching and twisting the already hard nipples, pulling hard on them, stretching out her boobs. Somebody came up with a box of clothespins, handing them out to be applied to Linda's nipples and boobs. Astrid grabbed a handful and began putting some on the inside of Linda's thighs, once finished she pushed a magic wand almost into Linda's pussy. I approached Linda, looking in her eyes; she gave me a reassuring glance, indicating this was what she wanted to experience.

When Astrid tired of arousing Linda with the magic wand she began slapping her butt with her hand, assisted by another male guest who enjoyed making it as painful as possible for her. Very quickly, Linda's butt turned a fiery red. The guy that had been slapping her got his hard cock out of his trousers, shoving it, in one go, into Linda's spread open cunt, which had already become dripping wet from the magic wand. At the same time two women, who had replaced the guys manhandling her boobs before, removed the clothespins forcefully and began sucking on each of her breasts from the side, biting the nipples. One of them tried, unsuccessfully, to stick a finger in Linda's backdoor, they were stopped immediately by Astrid, indicating this part of her body was off-limits.

I saw Linda's eyeballs roll upward, shrieking sounds escaping between her lips and the ball gag, a clear indication she was getting close to an orgasm. Astrid stopped her tormentors stimulating her, denying the climax she desperately sought. The man fucking her withdrew and those pawing her left her alone.

Tanja, who had been standing on the side just watching, approached with a flogger, wanting a piece of the action, keeping Linda on edge. She made the sort of traditional figure 8 movement with the flogger, over Linda's butt and back, hitting 4 times lightly and on the fifth stroke giving a serious whack, making Linda wince in pain, though this was quickly followed by a smile. Her breathing was getting ragged, and she pulled her stomach in every time her back was hit by the leather strips of the flogger. The guy that had bound her leg up, released it, so she could again stand on her two bare feet.

All of a sudden she was pulled up by the winch she was attached to, really stretching her body, leaving her naked body suspended at least one foot above the floor. Looking to the corner, I saw Jack, the electrician, at the command table.

Tanja grabbed Linda's left ankle, attached a rope to it, pulling her leg sideways attaching it to a ring in the floor. Her right leg got the same treatment, leaving Linda's pussy wide open for whatever anybody had in mind. Tanja pulled the flogger out of her back pocket, swinging it between Linda's legs from behind, hitting her snatch full force, taking Linda completely by surprise. A muffled scream escaped between her lips and the ball gag, and her pussy immediately became pink. Walking around her, Tanja did the same from the front, this time not surprising Linda, but the inflicted pain was equal. To make sure Linda was OK, Tanja felt her pussy with her free hand, stroking tenderly, giving Linda's clit some extra attention. A few seconds of this treatment was all it took to pull the overstimulated girl over the brink into a body-shaking orgasm. Slipping a couple of fingers inside of her gushing cunt, she kept Linda's orgasm going to the point she was shaking and squirting like crazy, leaving a nice wet puddle of her juices on the floor beneath. Tanja signaled to Jack to bring Linda down. The ropes on her ankles and hands were quickly released and she was led to one of the dressing rooms. Wanting to make sure she was OK I followed.

"Will you look after her Lew?" Tanja asked.

"Yes of course." Turning to Linda lying on the bed I asked, "Are you OK?"

"Yes." She whispered, "Were you afraid?"

"Of course I was when I saw what they were doing to you."

"It's not as bad as it looks. I discussed and agreed on this upfront with Astrid, so I knew more or less what to expect, she trained me beforehand and that's how I found out I like this combination of pain, humiliation, and pleasure. I had a fantastic orgasm at the end."

"So normal, non-BDSM sex, is now finished for you?"

"No silly, I would still love for you to make love to me, but it may be a bit rougher sometimes if you want that, and don't forget, I still have one virgin hole I want you to explore."

"Seriously, you want me to deflower your ass hole?"

"Yes, I want you to take my anal virginity, that was a hard border I had put on Astrid for me to participate in this show, no anal penetration, definitely not with a cock anyway."

"Did you know about this when we had the video shoot?"

"Yes I did, but it was a secret between Astrid and me, I wanted to surprise you, and honestly, when they took away the hood, your face was...I have no words for it."

"What did you expect? I had no idea, and to be honest, you were the last person I suspected to be under that hood. At least up to the point when they tore the dress off of you, and I recognized your glorious body, but in a way, I still couldn't believe you would agree to this, you keep surprising me every time I see you."

"I hope I'll be able to keep doing that in the future."

"So you're OK for now?"

"Yes, Lew! I'm OK, just give me some time to recover and I'll join the party again. I'll still be naked, that's my exhibitionist side which made me shed my clothes in front of your camera in the first place, remember?"

"How can I forget, you were my first nude model in my new studio. If you're sure you're fine, I need to go, making good on my promise to Tanja to provide plenty of photos and video of her moment of glory, see you later."