True story 100%

George had taken many “sexy” photos of me, not of the greatest quality. We liked to post picture of me to lure men, and some women, into George's devious scenarios.

One day when we were discussing how bad a photographer he was, George said he would set up a professional photo shoot and pay for it as long as we could use the photos and/or videos online. I thought that the photo shoot would be fun and I could please George.

George came to me one day and told me the shoot was scheduled for Saturday. He told me the photographer was a male and that this he came highly recommended and his reviews were almost all four stars. I found out later that the four star reviews came from perverts like George who hand out on the dark web.

On the day of the photo shoot, George came to me as I was getting ready and “Umh this might not be the kind of photo shoot you would be expecting.” I laughed and said, “Damn George you think I have figured out that anytime you can put me in a compromising position, I know you would.”

“Well I would appreciate it you acted like a demure young women, as hard as I know that will be for you.” George said.

I arrived at a really poor part of town, figure, I thought. I locked my car and scurried to the door of the building where his studio was situated. It looked like the studio was located in a warehouse in a seedy part of town. I pushed the button to ring the bell. The door immediately buzzed so I pulled it open and walked through. I started down the hallway and heard the door clang shut behind me. When I reached the door I noticed that the name Valentino Studio was written with black magic marker on silver duck tape and attached to the door. Valentino hmm, I was sure he was Italian with a name like that. I would find out soon enough.

I knocked on the door and only had to wait a few seconds before it swung open to reveal a hunk of a guy. At least 6ft tall with broad shoulders, big hands, muscles everywhere and a chiseled face with smoky eyes, award winning smile and amazingly long, thick black hair tied in a pony tail. He was dressed in a red t-shirt and loose fitting white boxer shorts. I couldn't help but notice that the fly was unbuttoned and his limp cock was playing peek-a-boo with the opening. Dang, if that was the size of his limp cock, he certainly was well endowed. This might be interesting? Valentino noticed my stares at his shorts and he did nothing to conceal himself. “Sorry”, he said, “I work better casually dressed.”

I acted a little flustered and blushed a little, thinking how this Adonis was going to be taking photos of me in a state of undress in potentially compromising positions. Maybe if that fly would remain unbuttoned, it would make the photo shoot fun.

He regarded me warmly as I stammered out, "Hi, I'm Georgia, we have a 5 o'clock appointment."

He nodded and stood aside, "Come in please." He let me to a waiting room. Yes he was definitely Italian, he had a slight accent.

Arriving at the waiting room I set my bags down and looked around the room. I was somewhat surprised at the how unprofessional the room looked. The couch and chairs looked like something purchased at the nearest Goodwill store and thrown into the room. Valentino noticed my assessment of the room and said, “No use wasting money on this room, right” I nodded in affirmation.

He turned to me and said, "Shall we begin?"

The next few minutes were spent discussing how the secession would go. He brought out a stack of papers for me to sign and said he would wait for me to read all the pages before signing. Looking at the stack of papers I thought it might take 10 minutes to read them all. Valentino said they were all standard stuff, can't use the photos without giving his studio credit, etc, etc. I turned to the last page and signed and dated the page. We then discussed, how to pose, how to do outfit changes. The he asked me, “Are you comfortable taking nudes? Your husband had requested them” I quickly answered, “nudity is OK. If it it conservative and not overtly sexual.” I knew what king of photos my pervert of a husband would want. I am sure the photo should would lead to them.

Then Valentino surprised me and said, “Now lets come up with a “safe word”. I asked. “Why a “safe word”? Valentino said that he always used one because at times women got pretty turned on posing  in various stages of undress around someone as good looking as he was and the woman would make advances toward him and professionally it was wrong to take advantage of the situation. “So the “safe word” is for you????”, I asked. Valentino laughed “ Yes, let's use “stop, don't”. I agreed, “That would work.” Damn there goes my fantasies of fucking the guy.

Valentino, then, showed me the little partitioned screen near a wall and handed me my small bag. I took at a black bikini. There were a few hooks pounded into the wall to handle clothing. I was surprised there was no actual changing room and I didn't see any makeup area either. At least the screen allowed me to change without Valentino seeing me. I began stripping my clothes off and put on the black bikini. The black bikini was not all that brief fully covering my small breasts and my full ass and pussy.

I came out from behind the screen, 6-inch heels clacking on the hardware floors. I swore I saw Valentino do a double take. I could clearly see the uncircumcised head of his cock poking out through the fly. I jokingly thought,”stop don't”. I saw myself in the mirror as I walked to the backdrop where the photos would be taken. I was good looking, I knew that. I had big full lips on a heart shaped face, big almond shaped eyes and blond hair that framed my face. my body looked amazing too. The black bikini against my skin looked oh so sexy. my butt stood out from the back of my body and although my tits were nothing special, size 34B, my nipples were prominent. I thought I looked pretty damn sexy. These photo would be good.

I waited for him to get everything in place and to direct me. Having never done this before I didn't really know how to start.

"Ready." Valentino said with a devilish grin. He was so sexy. "Well how about we start off nice and conservative and you can tell me if you're comfortable to go topless later on. We won't do anything you're not OK with."

I guess this guy really was a professional. "That would be great".

We did a few bikini shots which were going really well. Really hot. Actually I was getting quite hot myself with this very attractive, nice guy, with damn near a quarter of his cock hanging out his fly. Should I say anything or not call attention to it. I decided to just say nothing and enjoy the free show. Valentino was looking at me, paying me compliments and telling me how nice my tits looked.

Valentino walked up to me and said, “Do you mind if we make this bikini a bit more sexy?” Without waiting for a response, he came up to me and pushed the bottoms of the bikini cups toward the middle and pushed the front of my bottoms together. Then he spun me around and pulled the rear of my swimsuit up into the crack of my ass.

I looked down at my bikini and saw the cups were now one inch strips of cloth covering my nipple. The bottom was another one inch strip of cloth just barely covering my shaved pussy lips. I couldn't see my rear but I knew based on the amount of cloth between my ass cheeks, that most of my ass was showing.

We took many “conservative” but I would imagine, oh, so sexy pictures.

"Georgia, did you want to try some lingerie shots? I see you're starting to enjoy this, so perhaps we should move to the next level."

Damn...what did he mean by "enjoy this?" I was, but in a way that was a little too sexually arousing for my own comfort. I hoped he hadn't noticed. I have some nice lingerie I could try on. I went back behind the partition and searched through the bag I had brought with me. I decided to wear a black see through top that was quite short, just covering my round bottom, with a black g-string and some black high heels. I went to the shoot not knowing if I would try this outfit on, but it did show me off well, I was getting very comfortable with Valentino. When I emerged from behind the partition with the new outfit on I could see Valentino smile.

"Wow, now that's impressive!" said Valentino with a big smile.

"Thanks Valentino!" I really was enjoying this. I sat on the couch and did a few shots. Following Valentino's instructions, turn your head this way, move your leg over here, place your hand here, that sort of thing.

After a while Valentino stood back from his camera and looked at me, a bit critically, in fact frowning.

"What's wrong?", I said.

"You know what would look much better?"

"What?", I said,

"Those little fucking titties would look so much nicer if your nipples were harder, almost poking through the material of your nightie, what do you think?"

"Valentino my little fucking titties? You mean my breasts?" George said to be demure, lol.”I don't think a professional should be using that kind of language.”

"Oh come on Georgia. We're grown ups. You have gorgeous little fucking titties. Don't be shy about it. Why are we here? George told me that you were going to do nudes. If you're not going to be professional we can end the shoot with no charge, I don't want to offend you but I like to work with people who are mature about their bodies." I replied, "oh no please Valentino don't stop. I'm really enjoying this, sorry I d-didn't realize how silly I was being. You can call them little fucking titties."

"That's OK Georgia, you're new to this. Repeat after me: I have little fucking titties"

"I have little f-fucking titties". I whispered.

He replied, “OK, get dressed.”

I quickly grabbed my breast, hmm tits through my top and said, “I HAVE LITTLE, AWESOME TITS”: This was getting fun.

"Haha, good girl! OK now as I was saying I would like to see those nipples harder. Although interestingly they seem to be hardening up a little by themselves. That's good but we haven't got all day, so you need to help me out. Can you please give your nipples a bit of stimulation so they poke against the material of your nightie?"

I was actually becoming aroused by all the "titty" talk and my nipples were hardening of their own accord, and Valentino had seen it. I blushed even more deeply but didn't want to seem silly again, so I started to gently twist my nipples with my fingers. Gawd it felt good! "That's it, keep doing that Georgia.”

I did. I closed my eyes. I leaned back slightly. I kept fingering and twisting my nipples. By now they were rock hard and I was really quite aroused. I spread my knees slightly and leaned back further. Valentino took photo after photo. Suddenly I heard a subtle moan. It was me! Oh my god I was so turned on and I could feel myself becoming quite wet. Suddenly panic went through me as I realized my decision to wear black panties may not have been that intelligent. My knees had been spread in full view of the camera. I felt my wetness start to run down my inner thighs.

"Hey Georgia?"

"Yes Valentino?" I looked over at him and he had a big wide grin on his face. Then we threw me a towel. “Wipe off your thighs.” I quickly grabbed the towel and wiped my thighs. I turned my backside to Valentino and thrust the towel underneath my panties and wiped between my pussy lips.

How about you take that nightie off so we only have you in panties and heels? The camera will be able to focus more on those lovely hard nipples and those great little tits of yours."

"Oh I-I don't know..."

“I think you really want to. Don't you want to see those sexy tits in all their glory in the photos? I know George would like that. Plus you really do seem to be enjoying yourself. Of course if you want to stop I respect your wish, you can throw your clothes on and head home, I'll work through the shots we've got and send you my bill."

Somehow the mere thought of stopping filled me with disappointment. Actually more than that it was almost like panic. "No, no, please I don't want to stop yet. OK I will take my top off, keep shooting, I want you to see my...my...FUCKING TITS!" Shit, what was happening to me? I couldn't believe I said that out loud. But goddamn I was turned on, my panties were nearly soaked through. Valentino had obviously seen it. Hell, he probably had 100 photos of it already.

So off came my nightie and there I was in dripping wet panties and black high heels. Valentino moved me into various positions on the couch. The positions became more aggressively sexual. There were shots of me from behind with my bottom ("fat ass", he had me calling it after a while) in the air, my legs spread, holding my heels, pinching my nipples, licking my fucking tits, you name it, we did it. Well I did it, he just told me what to do and I eagerly obliged, all the while getting wetter and wetter, more and more turned on to the point where I was almost hovering on the edge of an orgasm, all this without him touching me once, and with my panties still on.

I was so turned on I was sort of cooing, moaning and gasping with each new position. I was ashamed of myself but somehow found myself enjoying being held in the psychological and sexual grip of this man, and reducing myself from a mature and sophisticated woman to a wanton and compliant little sexy teen.

Of course a contributing factor to my state of arousal was the fact that Valentino was taking pictures one handed and stroking his cock with the other. I could see Valentino stating to really sweat under the lights too. His cock had responded to his stroking and was monstrous. It took all my will power to not drop to my knees and start sucking that unbelievably huge cock. Would he really, say”stop don't”.

Valentino suggested we work with a particular bench he had, he said he used it for a lot of these types of shoots. I agreed and he rolled it out of a stockroom. It looked a lot like a BDSM bench, with cuffs on the top of one end. I said, “Looks like a bondage bench.” Valentino replied, “Interesting, have you and George taken part in BDSM play?” I said. “We dabbled, knowing full well that BDSM was one of George's favorite activities.

"Basically you will do much the same as you just did but some of it leaning over or laying on this." He directed.

He went to take more photos, suggested I try one or two with my legs bent towards my butt and my head thrown back. I complied. I had to admit, it felt amazing to be doing this. I felt very empowered and sexually charged. 

When they had done enough photos with that outfit he suggested I change into my final one, which was the most risque of them all. It was a simple costume with only three stick on ivy leaves, two for my nipples and a bigger one for my mound. I felt a little odd at being practically naked in front of this man, but I knew he was a pro, despite that cock bouncing around, and I'd already been in compromising poses in front of him with no underwear on so...

I walked out from behind the screen, barefoot this time. This felt very freeing...

I saw him stare at my tits and then move down to my barely covered vagina. I saw him swallow. It felt good to be able to make this professional man lose his composure for a second.

He regained his composure and suggested the first one I try was to reach up as if plucking an apple from a tree. He said he could superimpose a tree there and it would look great. Simple enough, I thought, and complied.

He suggested one on my knees with my hands in prayer, I got into position and he came over to adjust my hair, his crotch was at my eye height and his huge cock was being wiped across my entire face. I wanted so hard to suck that monster prick. Instead I licked my lips. I could not give in to my sexual thoughts and still be demure. We BOTH would be professionals. “stop don't”, I would die of embarrassment if I forced him to use the safe word.

He walked back to his equipment and took the photo. Then he suggested they go back to the bench and take a few more shots, he said this outfit work look really effective against it. They started out with some poses against it and moved to me laying on it seductively, legs together modestly. Then he suggested I take off the ivy leave covering my pussy and open my legs. I was a little reluctant because I knew he would see my pussy. Yes my pussy, not my vagina.

He saw my reluctance, "Don't worry, I've seen anything and everything in here."

I felt reassured enough to do as he suggested. I felt the cool air on my pussy lips and then on the entrance to my pussy as my lips pulled apart. As Valentino was taking the pictures he swept his hands across my pussy and I shuddered. He said, “Sorry there were bits of the leaf on your pussy.” That brush nearly drove me wild.

He also handed me some props and asked me to choose what I would like to use. I chose the leather whip to start. “Interesting choice did you guys use a whip like this when you dabbled?” I just turned and smiled at him. “None of your business.”

He then told me that he wanted me with my knees on the bench and my ass thrust high in the air with a whip covering my soaking black panties. He laid the whip across my ass and took more pictures.

“Georgia, just doesn't look right, the black whip across your white ass.

“Please spank your ass for me.” he said. I reached around and slapped my ass a few times. Valentino spent a few seconds staring at my ass, high in the air, now lightly pink.

“George did say he would like some BDSM shots if you agreed, do you.” I said, knowing this would please my pervert of a husband I said “OK, but light and or simulated BDSM.”

Valentino suggested I slide my hands up into the cuffs for the BDSM shot. I agreed. I put one wrist in and he went to snap it shut, I made an uncertain noise.

He looked at me and said, "It's OK, they are self releasing, when you want to get out of them, all you have to do is to pull your wrists up against them and they will spring open. Here, try it."

I saw the cuff snap shut and I pulled my wrist upwards, the cuff immediately opened without much effort. This reassured me so I put both my wrists in and he snapped them shut. 

He came around to face me and he was holding a flogger just above erect cock. I fixated on the erect monster cock in from of me has he said, “This flogger has wide cloth straps and will not hurt much, is that OK? I shook my head in the affirmative never taking my eyes off his cock.

He went back behind me and whipped me once with the flogger., then moved in from of me once again this time and I got to focus on that monster cock again. “Is that OK?”, he said. Again I shook my head in the affirmative.

We went behind me and said, “George had asked for some videos also and I think this would be a good time for one. I am going to say, “Georgia. George wanted me to whip your ass on video” and then I am going to say I am going to use the flogger on your ass 10 times and I want you to count each one, 1 to 10.”

Valentino said, “Georgia. George wanted me to whip your ass on video” and then I am going to say I am going to use the flogger on your ass 10 times and I want you to count each one, 1 to 10.”

I waited and then I heard the swoosh of the flogger and felt the flogger strike my ass.

“One”

Swoosh, “Two”, swoosh, “Three”, swoosh, “Four” swoosh, “Five” swoosh, “Six” swoosh, “Seven” swoosh, “Eight”.

I waited for numbers 9 and 10. He was evidently going to draw out the last two. My ass was stinging but I have had worse so no problem.

I waited for numbers 9 and 10 and waited and waited. Swish and then an excruciating pain enveloped my ass.

I attempted to take my hands out of the cuffs to be able to get off the bench but the cuffs were tightly locked and my attempt to withdraw my hands had tighten them further.

Valentino smiled a big smile and said, “Damn those cuff do occasionally jam. I have been meaning to replace them.

“Georgia if you don't count out each stroke I will have to start over again at 1”

I reluctantly said, “Nine, what the fuck are you doing? Did you change whips? Let me out of these fucking cuffs, now”

Swish, once again excruciating pain erupted on my ass.

Valentino observed the two deep red furrows on Georgia's ass and smiled He walked around to Georgia's face and showed her the bullwhip he had used. “George told me you would like it. in fact when he contacted me he was quite explicit in what he wanted to see. He told me that despite your beauty and how sexy you were, that you were a frigid bitch and he wanted you to suffer.”

Damn how George had set this up. He was a genius at perversion. Now I didn't feel quite so bad This was all my perverted husbands fault. I looked between my legs and saw a blood red trail down my right thigh.

“Georgia, better say 10”. Although I would love to use the bullwhip on your ass 10 more times. I immediately said. “Ten.

Valentino spent the next 5 minutes or so setting up two cameras. One camera looked to be talking in the whole of my body and surrounding area. The second camera had a big lens and it appeared as if Valentino had it focused on my ass and pussy. There was also two video cameras one focused on my ass and pussy and one focused on my face.. Valentino reached over and grabbed what appeared to be a remote control and push it. Both cameras started to take picture about 10 seconds apart.

Valentino came around to the front and stood in front of me. Valentino started to rub his dick back and forth across my face. How badly I wanted to suck that monster cock but demure ladies did not do that, so I moved my face away from the cock. He pinched my nose and when I gasped for breath he crammed his cock in my mouth. “If you bite me I will will slap the shit out of you and then go back and wear out your ass with the bullwhip.”

“Come on Georgia, even a cold bitch like you has sucked a few cocks, get going.”

I started to such and slurp on his cock and I heard him moan. “Georgia have you ever tried “breath play?”” I, of course knew what it was and didn't want this ass doing it to me.

I felt his hands reach out to the back of my head and he buried his cock deep in my mouth, so deep he was chocking me. I struggled to move my head away from his cock. I just couldn't and I started to feel weak and my eyes saw a black ring starting to form.

Valentino must have felt my body go limp because he withdrew his cock from my mouth. I coughed and coughed and even threw up a bit. Valentino jumped out of the way. I slowly regained my full conscience.

Valentino went to his desk and got out a powerful looking vibrator, he switched it on and walked towards me.

Valentino moved behind me with the vibrator. I felt a tingling sensation on the side of my right thigh and realized that Valentino was trying to tease me with the vibrator. I felt him circle my pubic hair with it and slowly slip it between my legs. Ohhh! The feeling of the vibrator on my clit felt fantastic! I opened my legs a bit wider so he could get better access to my clit.

"Oh, you like that do you?" Valentino slid the vibrator up and down against Georgia's pussy lips and leaned over to get a better look. The vibrator had parted my lips wide open and he could see my clit sticking out slightly at the top. He removed the vibrator from my pussy and pressed it against my clit again. My eyes opened wide and I started thrashing around wildly.

"Mmmmmpfftt... mmmmfff... mmmmmm!!!" I looked down at Valentino and saw him holding the vibrator against me and tried to move my hips away from the buzzing object. I was so sensitive. I was not going to let him see me cum.

Valentino knew Georgia wanted him to remove the vibrator from her clit, but kept it in position for a little longer. He was enjoying seeing her thrashing around the bench. He was getting so turned on by her, his dick, outside his fly was bouncing around, pleading to be stroked. He lightened the pressure against her clit slightly and positioned the vibrator so just the tip of it was on the top of her clit. He stroked it up and down the edges of her pussy lips and then placed it back on her clit again and started circling it gently.

I started to relax a bit when he moved the vibrator around my pussy, but it didn't last for very long. I started arching my back and opening my knees even wider. I felt the orgasm was seconds away. And then he stop, and started and stopped and started Damn that was so cruel.

Valentino spent the next 10 minutes letting the effect of the vibrator die away, then restarting the vibrator and listening to Georgia moan.

Then Valentino separated the folds of my pussy to make sure my pussy was still wet and then placed the vibrator at the opening to my pussy. Then he quickly put the vibrator inside my pussy and took a picture of my shocked face at the same time. I cried out with the intrusion.

"Whaaa?" I spluttered.

He walked back over to the other side of the room watching Georgia bounce around once again.

The vibratory was powerful. I couldn't help but squirm. I was making loud noises that I hoped he could hear.,begging for him to remove the vibrator. Was it my imagination or was the vibration getting stronger?

I lay there with my hands in the cuffs, ass in the air, having had a vibrator forcefully shoved inside me and I was now breathing heavily. I was sure the power was increasing. The sensations were overwhelming.

I screamed, “stop don't”, “stop don't”, “stop don't”, “stop don't”!!!!!!!

Valentino looked at her and said, “I told you that “safe word” was for me to protect me, not you.”

He fiddled with the cameras. "One minute, I just have to go change batteries." With that, he wandered off into his stockroom. 

The vibrator was getting extremely powerful now. I couldn't resist moving my hips, I could give into it when he wasn't in the room. I moaned aloud. I was on the verge of cumming when he walked back into the room. I knew I had to stop myself from cumming so I stopped moving, stopped breathing and started up at the ceiling. I heard him approach and he said, " I'll take this out now." 

“Thank you”, I said.

He grabbed the vibrator and pulled it out of me slowly and slid the wet head up against my asshole and he began to push. “No, no I yelled at him, don't, please don't.

“Another request from your husband. I hope the lack of lubrication is not a problem.

I looked back at him and noticed he wasn't wearing a shirt, I could see all his muscles. I craned my neck and could see that the rest of him was naked too.

Suddenly the vibrator popped into my ass. I was instantly in heaven, I could not help myself, he had made me cum. I felt my pussy begin to squirt and I wiggled my ass in the air and told him to fuck me with the vibrator.

"I have something better." He said, and without warning, he withdrew the vibrator and thrust his cock into my ass. It felt huge to me. The monster cock filled my ass

He slowly withdrew and then slammed into me again. He kept repeating that movement. He said nothing. He just gazed down at her with carnal lust.

He sped up his movements and was soon slamming into her. It was so soon after the vibrator and I was quickly on the verge of cumming, once again.

He reached around started rubbing my clit and I felt one of the most powerful orgasms I'd ever had. He sped up, impossibly fast, and then he came too. Spraying my insides with massive amounts of his cum.

I lay there looking up at him with a shocked expression on my face. Shocked at way that he'd taken advantage of me. Shocked that I'd actually just been raped and at the speed of which it had happened.

He slowly pulled his softening member out of my ass and I felt his cum seeping out of me onto the bench. He reached over me and undid the cuffs. He then surprised me by kissing me, pushing his tongue into my mouth. I used my new found freedom to try and push him off me, turning my head away so he couldn't keep kissing me.

"Get off me!" I shouted. It was time to let the demure woman act continue.

He raised himself up with a bemused expression on his face.

"What is the matter?" He asked.

"What's the matter? What's the matter?! You just raped me!" I threw at him.

He burst out laughing, "That's what. George wanted"

I stared incredulously at him. "Fuck what George wanted."

He carried on. “I've also filmed the whole thing and the audio will show you screaming don't stop”.

I knew what he meant. Just as he could photoshop in the tree, he could doctor the audio to show him asking for my permission to fuck me and me screaming don't stop.

"How could you film me without my permission?"

He walked, to his desk, naked, glistening cock swinging. He picked up the forms I had signed and waved it at me.

"This is a form saying you consent to a pornographic photo and video shoot. You signed it." He said smugly. 

I just stood there gaping at him.

"Don't pretend that that wasn't the best sex you've ever had, I felt you cum, it was powerful."

"But I didn't want it." I meekly replied.

"It sure didn't seem that way to me." He winked at me. "Putting yourself on display like that. I could see how wet you were. You could hardly keep your eyes of my cock. I knew you wanted me from the minute you got here."

"I'm still going to report you, you'll lose your ability to do your job, I won't let you do this to anyone else!"

"Honey, you do what you want to do but remember, I have all the evidence in my favor. Oh, and if you go to the police, this will be released onto YouTube, Facebook, you name it. Everyone will see you saying yes to me. And after you leave this photo studio will cease to exist”.

“Oh, tell George, for me, he will received copies of all the pics and videos within a week.”

“Bye Georgia”

As I scurried to my car, I thought, Goddamn it, George had got me again.