"That's right, Mrs. Douglas. I will work with your daughter two or three times each week for the next three weeks to get her ready for the competition." John looked at the cute girl sitting on the couch watching them talk in low voices at the dining area table, just ten feet away. She wasn't sure what they were saying, but she knew it was about her. She was wondering why her Mommy had her take a long bath on a summer morning, and then put on a new dress from the thrift store that was way too short for her - and new panties, and even high heels because they were going to have company. Tammy's Mommy even spent twenty minutes brushing out her hair before the man came in and took pictures of her. Tammy turned around for him while he kept clicking pictures. Then the man and her Mommy sat at the table and she had to wait on the couch while they talked about money things.
"Are you sure there is no charge up front for your tutoring? Just a 5% commission on my earnings for Tammy's first two years if she is picked as a model?"
"That's right. Tammy is as cute as most of the nine year olds currently modeling for Joe's Studio. I'm sure with a little training, she could qualify. It could be 20,000- 50,000 for you that first year - if she is selected. Lately there have been twenty to twenty five girls, ages eight to eleven, selected to participate in the amateur contests, and only eight or nine get chosen for the second step - an examination and audition. And of those eight or nine, only some of them get picked to do a full DVD. If she wasn't so naturally cute, I would charge a 10% commission for her first 18 months of earnings."
"But I will at least get some money just for letting her be in the modeling contest, right?"
"Yes. She's obviously cute enough to be selected to be in the contest, and if she completes all five acts on stage, then you would get at least five hundred dollars. You would have to sign a form so she could be in the DVD collection of the amateur beauty contest in order to get the money."
"So if she's not chosen, you won't get anything, but I get to keep the five hundred dollars for letting her be in the contest?"
"That's right. You would keep the five hundred dollars and I would get nothing - unless she is chosen. I wouldn't do this unless I thought she had a really good chance."
"How many people would be in the audience, I mean watching the contest?"
"Those numbers have been going up. I would guess a few hundred people, mostly men and teenage boys, but some women and children, too. Its twenty dollars to get a seat, unless a woman has a little girl with her, and then they get in free, since the woman is probably trying to get her daughter to want to enter the next contest. And people like watching nervous, preteen amateurs undress and get in spread-open positions on stage, especially in front of cameras and strangers. I think there is a little voyeur in all of us - watching a little girl pull down her panties - on stage for the first time."
Mrs. Douglas said. "She has taken dancing lessons, so maybe that would help her get picked. If we can afford it, I'm going to sign her up again this year for the discount dancing lessons on Wednesdays after school in the music room, if she doesn't have too much homework in the Fourth Grade."
"I will work with her in all those areas - dancing, walking, stretching, stripping, how to answer questions, how to act shy but then go ahead and follow directions - all those things. I would coach her on how to wear the various panties and things I'll supply for the contest. I'll use some special training devices with her, and basically get her ready to be examined by the state inspector and the other photographers who would be in on the decisions."
"And you think I really could make over twenty thousand dollars the first year?"
"Yes. If I didn't think so, I wouldn't be spending the time to meet you both again to discuss the plan."
"What do I need to do?"
I laughed, "Mainly tell her to do everything I say. I want you to look through a couple magazines with us and say nice things about the little girl models. I'd like you stay in the room at first while we're practicing things. I'll let you know when to go on back to your room. I want her to know what to expect. We'll be in different rooms here in your house, but we'll start in the living room. I'll set up cameras, too, so she will learn how to play to the camera when she's doing things. And later, I would like you to come in to see what we're doing every half hour or so, so she is sure that this is OK with you. And say things to encourage her. I'll tell you how great she is doing at whatever it is, and then you remind her that this is all legal and all the other girls will be doing the same things during the contest, photo shoots, promotional tours, and so on. And we'll tell her not to do these things around here - but only with me and for the official photo sessions, or special photo parties or tours with me. I'll pick her up for the tours, so you would have your weekend free. Usually I have two or three models in my room at night, so I can keep an eye on them and make sure they get enough sleep. The promotional tours are pretty tiring, after putting on the show, and then playing in the motel pool, so they will sleep better."
"And there is no sex, right? I mean during the contest or the tours or in the motel?"
I thought a moment before answering this delicate question. "She will remain a virgin throughout the contest and during her first year. But by 'sex,' I mean no penis will go in her vagina. However, you should know that fingers will, and she will have to suck on things. All things we'll practice as part of my tutoring. Girls will be doing those things anyway before they are thirteen, at least in this neighborhood. I'll practice spankings with her, too. Maybe during the next year, after she is selected to be a model, you could move to a nicer area. That might even help her remain a virgin even longer. That, and the sexual thrills of modeling, and doing the private shows... could keep her satisfied for a few years at least." I was trying to be tactful by not referring to them as "trailer trash." And it was a double-wide anyway - much nicer than most trailers in that particular trailer park.
"You mean you want her to suck your..." She looked on the edge of getting angry.
"Yes, of course. I'll teach her ways to please the judges, while still acting shy and innocent. It's part of show business. Just read some of those grocery store tabloids about Hollywood stars. Two years ago, when the laws changed, and some mothers started earning more than fifty thousand dollars per year, well, this is an old joke in the industry, but 'the competition got stiffer than the average customer!' That's the saying. I didn't make it up. Now that two more states have joined the original three states, and there are maybe three or four hundred different girls involved in this kind of modeling and hundreds more little girls who are trying to get started. Well, the competition is stiffer, and the acts on the DVDs have gotten bolder; kinkier. It's a competitive business. But I can promise you this: when I take on a new student and have at least a few weeks to tutor her, she gets chosen, and makes at least twenty thousand the first year. I had one little girl a year and a half ago - no cuter than your daughter - and she made sixty thousand in her first year, if you include the cash from her private modeling sessions, like with photography students or other supporters of the arts."
"Oh. That would really help! We could move. I could get a car!" She paused, "And like you said, its things the girls will do eventually anyway."
"And I've heard from the mothers that when the girls are involved in the photography activities, they actually behave better when they are on their own - meaning no exploration with the boys in the neighborhood - because they get those desires out of their systems during our photo sessions, private parties, and tours." I was exaggerating a little bit, but wanted her to feel OK about the whole thing. "You sign the agreement with me, and I'll get her registered for the big amateur contest next month. The contest organizers know who I am, since I used to be one of their photographers, and still help out with their pageants, and they won't have a problem with cutting me in when they fill out Tammy's paperwork. And less than half of the girls who apply to be in the amateur contest by submitting pictures are selected. But I can guarantee that Tammy will be selected to be in the contest."
I sensed she wasn't listening. Then she asked, "Really? More than twenty thousand the first year?"
"With her good looks and how limber you say she is, I'm guessing maybe thirty thousand, so after my 5% you would get about twenty eight thousand, and probably more, especially with the private shows, where she could easy earn a thousand dollars or more from one party. And, yes, she'll still be a virgin. She doesn't even need to swallow - but that would be additional money if she does."
She thought for a minute. "And she will have to taste your cum?"
"Yes, that will be part of each practice session. And not just mine. During our last three or four sessions before the contest, I'll bring a friend or two over here with me so she can practice her sucking and playing techniques. I want her to get used to it with different men, and I'll also coach her techniques... while acting shy and innocent. That's the tricky part. I want her to like the taste of it. It would help convince the judges to choose her. They prefer cute, little girls who are very tight and who swallow. So I won't do too much fingering of her vagina or anus - just enough during each session so she won't be scared of it with the judges or in her videos or at the private sessions. Of course, the men will all want to lick and finger her, too, so that will help her get more comfortable doing those things. And, like I said..."
"I know. Those are things the girls will do anyway. And, umm, would your friends get commissions, too? The men who come with you to let her practice?"
"No, they are my friends and they volunteered to help me with some of the training. They are just volunteers; good friends, coming over to help me tutor Tammy."
"Oh, well, that's nice of them."
"Yes, they will take a couple hours out of their day to come over here to let her practice on them for ten minutes. She will do a little act while they watch her, and she'll let them kiss and lick her, and then she will get to practice sucking on each of my friends. It will get her used to different types of men - tall, short, old, young, black, white, slim, fat - cocks of varying shapes and sizes. On some, she won't be able to get to tip in her mouth, and other she could go half-way down on. We'll teach her different ways to help each man cum, even if she can't get it in her mouth. They will spend an hour or so driving each way, so it is a sacrifice for them. Because the contest is only three weeks away, I would like to start tutoring her today. I've got a box of things in the car."
"Camera equipment, pretty, little panties, high heels, toys, things of that nature. All part of the training. I've also got a few magazines and DVDs to bring in which we'll look at together. I'll leave them here, but they can't leave your trailer, and she can't show anybody else. Maybe I'll leave a few videos which you could watch together, or just let her watch them if it makes you uncomfortable. But the videos would really help after she is selected and gets to model with other little girls. The girls in our video collections really enjoy kissing, licking and fingering each other, and it shows. And, Mrs. Douglas, I'll probably spend a couple hundred dollars on outfits for her of my own money. I've got the experience, the cameras, and the connections. Sign this. Tammy has to sign our agreement, too, even though she's only nine."
"Two months ago, she was only eight. " She turned to her daughter, "Tammy, come over here and sign this, so you can be a model."
"Oh, cool." She came over to the table and signed the form. "I'll get to be a model?"
"Tammy, John will be your dancing and modeling tutor. He wants to help us get ready to start your modeling career. Just do everything he says. We're going to sit on the couch together to look at some of the magazines featuring other preteen girls who have been in the modeling contests like the one you'll get to be in next month; a beauty contest with other girls your age."
I went out to my van to get magazines, my best video camera, and a box of specialty items. We let Tammy sit between us on the couch. I held the magazine in both hands with a little pile of magazines on the cushion beside me. Tammy noticed them, but didn't say anything. We were snuggled close together. The magazines I had picked out all started with a few pages of girls fully dressed, but by page eight they were naked, and by page twenty they were spread open for the camera. I talked as I flipped past the table of contents to the first two-page spread which showed eight, cute, little girls fully dressed, smiling at the camera. "These are some of the winners of previous contests, Tammy. Aren't they cute?"
"Yes, gee. They look like my age, but they're wearing lipstick, and that makes them look older."
"You'll get to wear lipstick for the contests, too, Tammy." Her Mommy said. "Won't that be fun?"
"The girls who get chosen to be in the magazines and videos get lots of money, Tammy, and they get to do things other girls aren't allowed to do until they are much older, like they wear high heels and fancy clothes." Mrs. Douglas sounded like a coach.
I said, "Each of these girls is still modeling - some for less than a year, and a few have been modeling for two years already. You'll get to meet some of them."
"Oh, neat." She was excited.
The next set of pages featured five other girls and three boy models - each boy about thirteen. Tammy thought they were cute.
I said, "The boys and girls get to model together later, after they've done several sessions alone, and then with other girls." I turned the page. There were pictures of several of the same girls wearing just panties and bras. One of the girls - almost flat, with little 'bird egg' titties, had her hand pulling down one side of her panties. "The girls are all following directions. Aren't they cute?"
"Yes. Real cute. But, gee..."
"They get to model such cute panties and bras." Mrs. Douglas said.
I added, "And for some of the modeling, and in the contests, and at the private parties, they get to change and try on different panties and bras, or swimming suits, or fancy costumes in front of the cameras."
"Yes," I said, "the cameras and people will see the girls while they are naked. That's part of modeling. And I can tell you this, too, Tammy, all the other little girls love it. They say it's so exciting - letting people watch then change clothes. It's part of the contest. These girls look like they are having fun, don't they, Tammy?"
"Yes." She was quieter now - fully focused on the pictures.
"And it's OK. Their Mommies know they are just modeling, so it's OK." I said. "Nobody is going to hurt them. It's a beauty contest, with some acting lessons, too."
"That's right, Tammy. All the Mommies know, and it's just fine with them. It's not in front of strangers or anything like that. It's for the contests, parties, and modeling tours. And it's OK with me, too. I want you to have fun and enjoy being in the contest, and doing the modeling and playing games at the parties. John will always be with you."
While she was talking, I turned the page. There were four girls, removing their panties; still in modest poses, but showing everything. All four were hairless, and three of them had small breasts already, even if just puffy nipples on small mounds. I said, "Hold the magazine, Tammy. I want to show you something in one of our 'Contests and Highlights' magazines." I accidentally let the magazine on Tammy's lap open to the creased page near the end of that magazine showing a naked boy with an erection getting rubbed by one of the girls. Both the boy and the girl were naked. I looked back at the magazine in her lap. "You won't have to model with boys for a few months or so, and you will always be a virgin. Nobody is allowed to put a penis in your vagina - in other words: no sex." I had pulled up the other magazine and opened it to the middle. It showed ten pairs of breasts - just head and chest shots of ten little girls - from flat to almost B-cups. "Look at these breasts, Tammy. They are numbered one to ten. Which girl's breasts are closest to your own?"
While she studied them, I said, "Before these pictures were taken, each of these girls massaged her own breasts and pinched her nipples to help them get slightly bigger for the pictures. See how the nipples are all erect? That means the little bump in the middle is stiff. See that?"
"Oh, yes. I see. Or maybe it was cold in the room."
"So, looking at girls one through ten, which pussy is the closest match to yours?"
"I'm not sure, but maybe three, four, or five."
"I'll check them in a little while, when you're doing more modeling for me. And I'll teach you how hard to pinch them. You don't want to pinch them too hard, but hard enough so you can feel it."
"You're going to..."
"Yes, John is going to be teaching you things, Tammy; things that will help you do better in the contest." Her Mommy said.
"I'll be here a few times a week. I'll give you baths, play games with you, gently spank you, and show you things that will feel really good to you - like big tingles between your legs. Your Mommy will be here most of the time, but you have to trust me and do everything I tell you. I won't hurt you. The other girls I've trained actually loved it. They liked having me come over to work with them."
"Well, we trust you, John. I'm sure Tammy will have a good time working with you. She knows she not supposed to do those things with other men or boys, but it's OK to do these things with you, John, or when she's modeling."
I looked at Tammy, "I need to know if you'll follow directions."
She looked up at her Mommy who nodded. Then she looked back at the magazines in her lap. "Yes, I'll do it."
"Good." I said. "I'll leave a few magazines her for you to look at, and a couple videos for your DVD player. But you can't show anybody else, and you can't talk with your friends or anyone else about it. This is still illegal in this state, but you'll be doing the contest and the official modeling and parties about two hundred miles from here -far away where nobody will know you."
"You're still my good, little girl, Tammy. I know you wouldn't let boys or men see you or touch you the way John is going to see you and touch you."
I said, "I'm sure your Mommy taught you to sit with your knees together so men and boys can't see your panties, hasn't she?"
"Yes. I don't let them see my panties, but usually I'm wearing jeans or shorts so they can't see them anyway."
I listened intently to what she was saying. She seemed to appreciate that. Then I said, "And of course, you wouldn't let men or boys around here ever pull your panties down, would you?"
She surprised me by not answering immediately. She looked at me and then her Mommy before she said, "No. Never. I wouldn't do that. Why? Did somebody tell you something?"
When she asked that, I knew that she had let people see her panties and maybe even pull them down, but I let it go. I said, "Nobody told us anything, Tammy. We both know you're a good, little girl. We know you wouldn't let men or boys pull your panties down and touch you."
She looked relieved.
"But, to get you ready for a specialty beauty contest, you will have to let me, and some of my trusted friends, pull down your panties and touch you. So it is OK to let me, and my friends, and the beauty contest judges see you naked and touch you. It's all very safe and legal. You will be modeling. Good models do what they are told. The other little girls are all virgins, too." I paused, "Now, have you seen videos of men and women getting naked and doing things, Tammy?"
She looked at her Mommy before answering. After Mrs. Douglas nodded, then Tammy said, "Yes, I've seen some, like when I was babysitting with my friend. She's thirteen."
"It's OK, Tammy." Her Mommy said. "I know girls are curious about those things."
I said, "And you did great letting me take pictures of you earlier - turning and smiling for the camera. You're a cute, little girl - as cute as any in these magazines and videos."
"He's right, Honey. You're as cute as those other girls." Mrs. Douglas stood up. "I mean it - do everything he says, even if it seems... well, naughty or embarrassing. It's OK. It's for show business. Remember last week when I asked you if you'd like to be in a kind of junior miss pageant that's held in another state?"
Tammy was smiling. She nodded.
"Well, this is a special kind of pageant. He'll coach you, so there won't be any surprises when we get there. I know you'll have fun and do your best. He needs to examine you and also see how limber you are. Go get some of your favorite dance music so you can show him how you dance. Let him touch you and help with your clothes." She said it like it was serious business.
"Let me set up the video camera while you're getting some music." She ran back to her bedroom. When she came back I put the music in the CD player and handed her some platform, high heels - making her five inches taller. "Now you're over five feet tall, Tammy!"
"Gee. These are neat."
I had her practice walking and dancing in front of the camera, several feet away. "Now pull your panties to your knees and keep dancing."
She looked at her Mommy, standing in the little hall to go back to her room. "It's OK, Tammy. This practice for the contest in a few weeks. Do whatever John tells you to do."
The first time, the panties fell to her ankles, so I had her pull them back up and try again with her feet farther apart. This time they stayed stretched between her knees while she danced - facing me and the camera. Her Mother was at the opposite end of the small living room - behind her. "Very good, Tammy. You have natural rhythm. Good dancer. Lift the front of your dress now, but keep moving to the music. I need some close-ups of your little girl area."
"But..." She blushed and stopped dancing.
I said, "Before you can be in the contest, I need to get pictures and videos of your pussy to show my sponsors so you can be in the contest. I need to make sure you have a pretty pussy, or you can't be in the contest."
She looked around at her Mother. "Go ahead, Tammy. I've told you to do everything he says, even if it's embarrassing. Let him look at it."
Tammy looked back at me and slowly lifted the front of her dress. "Higher." I said. "I need to make sure you have a pretty one. This is important."
"That's better. Keep moving. Imagine that you're in front of a dozen strangers who are all watching you closely. They want to watch your pussy move as you twist and hunch your hips forward and back. Good. That's it. You'll be wearing different costumes in the contest. There will be probably five or six different acts in front of the audience and all of the little girl contestants will have to do the same things. Now stand still and let me look closely and touch it."
"Hold still for him, Tammy." Her Mommy said.
I squeezed her lips together and watched them spring back. I pulled them to one side and then the other - enjoying how quickly her firm, plump, hairless, young lips snapped back into position. Then I said, "Very pretty. Your pussy is exceptionally pretty, Tammy. I know the judges will like you. Beautiful, hairless, plump lips. Mrs. Douglas, I'm sure if Tammy follows directions that she can become one of the models." I smiled up at Tammy. "You will be in videos and magazines, and go on the pageant tours and to private parties. It will be lots of fun!"
"Oh, that's great, Tammy. John thinks you'll be one of the winners!"
"Yes, I think she'll be selected, all right, especially if she keeps following directions. Step out of the panties, now, Tammy, and let your dress fall back into place. Good girl. You're getting better at following directions already!" She stepped out of them, leaving the dainty, pink, silky panties on the floor. "And I think you have an exceptionally pretty pussy, Tammy."
"Thank you." She said softly.
Then I said, "We'll look at more of the pictures in the magazines in a minute, Tammy, but now, sit on my lap, and give me a kiss. We're going to practice lots of things, but first I want to see if you know how to kiss. Then I'll examine your titties later, and teach you other things that you and the other girls will be doing for the amateur, preteen, beauty contest."
Her Mommy was still standing at the corner of the living room. Tammy looked at her with doubt on her face. "Go ahead, Tammy. You'll be working with John for the next three weeks. This is something you'll be doing with boys soon enough anyway, so go ahead and practice with John. He'll tell you what to do. Let him examine you all over."
"Thank you, Mrs. Douglas, and you can come out to check on us any time you want. We'll mostly be out here, but we'll also be in her bedroom and in the bathroom. I'll be touching and rubbing her between her legs quite a bit so she gets used to it. I'll undress her a few times, and examine her closely all over. If she does a good job following directions, I'll let her undress me and examine me. Most little girls are curious about men. But now we're going to practice kissing."
"Do everything he says, Tammy. It's OK. I'll be back in my room watching TV."
Tammy sat on my lap and I kissed her. We kissed for several minutes. I tried to put my tongue in her mouth, but she kept her lips closed - resisting. Finally I said, "Wait here, Tammy. I need to get more things out of the car. I know you'll do great, but you have to cooperate while I'm teaching you to kiss and other things. Are you nervous without your panties on?"
"But you know I'm going to touch you there again. I'll touch you there every time we get together for practice. You know that, don't you?"
"Yes. I know. It's OK. I'm just nervous, especially with Mommy in the other room and she might walk out."
I smiled. "You're a very cute, little girl, Tammy. We'll keep practicing things and it will get easier and easier for you. I'll bring you a special dance outfit, which you can run back and put on while I'm setting up the other cameras. OK?"
She seemed embarrassed, and also worried that I would tell her Mother that she didn't cooperate when I was kissing her. "I'll kiss you better next time, Mr. John. I'm sorry."
I smiled, "It's OK, Tammy. And just call me John. I know you're nervous. We'll be getting to know each other really well over the next few weeks - starting today. We'll do lots more kissing practice. It will help you in the contest when the judges kiss you while we're offstage. They'll want to know that you know how to kiss and do other things like a big girl. You'll be my big girl!" I was heading for the door and stopped. "Go put your swimming suit on. I'll meet you here in a few minutes. Get your favorite dance station on the radio, or I'll let you look through some of my CDs."
I was only out of the trailer for five minutes, and came back in with two more cameras and some clothes and a vibrator in boxes so neighbors couldn't see what I was bringing in. She was there in her two-piece, modest swimming suit, getting her favorite station on the radio. She started dancing while I set up the two new cameras. I laid a box and a bag on the end of the couch. I got several minutes of her dancing, and then called her over to the couch. "I have an idea, Tammy. Every ten minutes or so, let's stop what we're doing and kiss for a little bit. OK?"
I said, "First, let me feel your legs and your back. It looks like you've got pretty, slim, dancer's legs. Very nice. Before I go, like in an hour or so, I'll show you some video clips on your TV from your DVD player. You can watch some of the other girls dance and undress and do things with other girls. Did you ever finger another girl?"
"Will you tell Mommy?"
"No, Tammy. You and I will have lots of secrets. She needs to go to the contest and your first video modeling session with us, but she'll usually be in another room. But you and I can talk about anything, and it's just between us. After all, I'll see you naked and kiss you and touch you all over, and you'll see me naked. So, did you ever finger another girl's pussy or let other girls finger you?"
"Yes, a few times. Once with a girlfriend staying over here, and another time at a slumber party. There were four of us and we took turns and talked about things. Two of them had been fingered by a neighbor man. The same man for both of them, but one of the girls was fingered by him and a few other men. She even got to... you know: play with the different men's things. We had fun at the slumber party because there weren't any grown-ups in the house. The two older girls were ten already. Those two girls sucked on the man who fingered each of them - just one at a time, though. He gave each of them twenty dollars so they would let him lick and finger them and then they had to let him squirt his white, sticky stuff on them. And one time... and this is funny... with Lucie, the oldest girl, he gave her another twenty dollars once to let him get her bottom slippery and put his finger in it."
"Did she like it, or did it hurt her?"
"It didn't hurt her. She said she liked it, but I didn't believe her."
I smiled. "I bet you'll believe what she said later, after I do that to you. I know you'll like it. All the girls I train like it."
"Yes, really. What else did you girls do at the slumber party?"
"We all danced and undressed and then traded panties with each other. That was funny, too. And it was kind of yucky, too, because some of the panties were wet in the middle."
"I'm glad you had fun. You'll get to do those kinds of things and more when you're making videos or going to private parties with me."
"I know you'll have fun. And later, when I put my finger in your bottom, I'll use lots of lubricant so it will push right in. You'll pull it open for me."
"But won't that kind of hurt?"
"No, because it will be so slippery, and my finger will be slippery, too."
"Yes, I'll put a special lubricant in your anus and on my finger and get you real slippery before I push my finger in. And each time I push it in, I'll tickle your clitty with my other hand. You'll love it. All my little girl students love it. But now I want you to dance in front of my cameras and do some of your exercises for me. Really stretch open, get on your hands and knees. Do sexy things in front of my cameras."
Five minutes later, I said, "You're doing great, Tammy. You're a naturally sexy girl. Take your top off and keep dancing. Try to make them jiggle for the cameras."
She started dancing again while she took off the top of the swimming suit. "Oh, such pretty tan lines. Your titties are so pale, firm, and cute. I love your puffy nipples. Play with them for the cameras. That's a girl. Good. Pull them out and let them snap back. Very good. Slap them around a little bit. You're doing great, Tammy."
Next, off came the bottoms and she kept dancing and assuming what she called, 'naughty' poses. I could tell she had watched several X-rated movies by the way she got on her hands and knees and pulled her bottom open towards the camera.
I gave a sheer, black nightie to Tammy and sent her back to her room to put it on, and then to walk out wearing the platform high heels again. I had punched additional holes in the ankle and toe straps so they could fit a preteen. Tammy came out smiling and walked and danced for the cameras.
Her Mommy walked out into the room, after knocking on her own bedroom door before coming into the room. "I was just coming out to get a beer. Would you like one, John? No, I'm fine now. Do you have any soft drinks for Tammy? I want to get a little video of her peeing later, so I'd like her to drink pop and water while I keep teaching her new things. On Tuesday, I'll bring some pop, and a case of beer. I can tell that Tammy will do fine, and we can almost start celebrating a little bit."
"How is my little girl doing?"
"She stripped for my cameras and got in the positions I suggested. So she's doing great."
"Oh, that's wonderful."
"Yes. When I show these pictures and video clips to the contest sponsors, I'm sure they'll let her enter. She's still naturally bald, with full, plump, pussy lips, and already has mini-cupcake titties with puffy, pink nipples. The pale ass, pussy, and titties will also be a big plus, so let her go play at the pool on sunny days when I won't be here."
"OK. I'll wait on paying the rent and give her some money for the pool."
"Good idea, you'll have plenty of money real soon. And now Tammy is going to dance and undress for me again before I spank her and begin teaching her about the anal lubrication and fingering games."
"Yes, Tammy." I said. "I like to give the girls a little spanking before the anal games, so things slide in easier. Don't worry..." I smiled, "you'll love it. I have a little toy to play with, too."
"And it won't hurt?" She seemed worried.
"No, it won't hurt. Would you like your Mommy to watch me spank you, so I won't do it too hard?"
"I'd be glad to stay here and watch." Her Mommy offered.
"No, that would be embarrassing. It's OK." She looked up at me. "Are you sure it won't hurt?"
"The spankings might sting a little bit, but it won't really hurt, and it will get your bottom warmed up for when my finger get your anus all slippery and then pushes in. If your bottom is warmed up, then it will feel really good when I do that."
Her Mommy said, "He told you it wouldn't hurt, Tammy. It might sting a little bit, but it won't hurt. Would you like to stay and watch you undress and then get your spankings?"
"No, Mommy. That's OK. Just go on back to your room."
"That might be best, Mrs. Douglas." I said, "This is part of her training. She's been doing fine up until now. I want her to get used to following my directions before I involve any of my friends in her training."
Mrs. Douglas said, "OK. I'll go on back to my room with a couple beers. And, Tammy, do everything he says so you'll have a better chance to win a modeling contract. And in a week or so, John will have a few of his friends come over to help with your training. Won't that be fun?"
She blushed. "Umm, I guess so. This is kind of embarrassing. You won't watch us, will you, Mommy?"
"No, I won't watch. I'll give you plenty of privacy during your tutoring sessions." She turned and went into the kitchen; opened the refrigerator, and headed back to her bedroom.
We could hear the beer bottles clink together when she pulled them off the shelf. After her door closed, we couldn't hear her TV anymore. I turned up the music and told Tammy to finish dancing and undressing to the music before we played spanking games. She had great rhythm so I let her keep dancing wearing only the platform, high heels for several more minutes. She would have kept dancing in front of the cameras, except I was anxious to get my hands on her again... and my finger IN her!
Amidst my compliments on her great dancing and long, slim legs, I asked her questions. "Just talk about my questions, Tammy. Whatever comes to your mind. How many different girls have put a finger in your pussy?"
"Girls only? Well, let's see..." She was counting on her fingers - just mouthing the names, which were clear for all to see, even if she didn't say them out loud. "I guess six different girls, but some of them did it on different nights, like when we were together. And another girl almost did, but she only pushed in a little ways and stopped because the other girl was teasing her about being a lesbian and about who wet she made me get - you know, like between my legs. So I didn't count her because she stopped, but six other girls pushed a finger all the way in."
"How about men, Tammy?"
"Oh, that's easy. Just three different men. One man did it probably about twenty times, like when I went over to his house after school, like pretending I wanted to play with his new puppy. And another man just a few times, and the last one, our next door neighbor, just once before he moved away. In a way I was glad he moved because Tony had big hands, so his finger kind of hurt a little bit when he pushed it in. But he did go slowly at first."
"Has anybody put a finger up your bottom?"
"No. Like I told you, I thought my friends were just joking around. I didn't believe that anybody actually did it, and I didn't believe that even if they did do it, that it would feel good like she said."
"You're doing great, Tammy. Before I have you lie across my lap for your spanking, just a few more questions. And I must say you have such cute, little titties. Now pinch and massage your titties, and tell the camera that you'll let the judges, the people at the private parties, and the other models in your videos feel and suck on your titties. Talk about how that makes you feel, knowing they will be doing those things." That last question did the trick - causing an involuntary squeezing and twisting of her hips.
"Oh, gee. Really? Other men, and other girls? Like girls I don't even know?"
"Yes. But you'll get to feel and suck on theirs, too."
"Gee. This feels funny, like in front of the cameras and all naked. And like with the other girls, we mostly just fingered each other. Sometimes we would feel each other's ... um, titties, but we never sucked on each other. The men liked to do that, like the one guy, even before I had little bumps. I was still completely flat and he liked to suck me there. It felt funny, even then, you know, like giving me tingles."
"I understand. Sometimes we have the little girls pretend to be a baby nursing while the other girl pretends to be the Mommy. Or we might have one girl pretend to be a boy while she sucks on you. Does that sound like fun? Getting undressed and playing games like that in front of cameras, with some grown-ups watching you?"
Another involuntary squirm and twist of her hips answered the question for her. "Well, I mean if I have to do it for the modeling, then I will. And, well, it kind of makes me tingle to even think about it."
"Will you suck on another little girl?"
"And will you let the men at the private parties and the judges and other photographers suck on your titties?"
"Oh, gee. That makes it tingle, Mr. John. Do I have to let all those people do that?"
"Yes. It's part of being a model. Will you let them?"
"Yes. I'll follow directions."
"Good girl, because you'll probably be modeling for at least a few years, and now is the best time to start."
"You'll like the other little girls, Tammy. They are as cute as you, and they will let you undress them and finger them and suck on them. After you kiss each other on the mouth for a while. That's why we practiced kissing."
"I need to change the cameras. Just stand where you're standing. Look into this one while I finger your pussy. This is set for close-ups of your face, and this other one will get your whole naked body. Kind of hold still while I finger you."
I sat on the couch, right beside where she was standing, and slowly pressed my finger up her wet pussy. "Good, Tammy. Nice and wet. I think you like the idea of modeling, don't you? And letting other people do this to you." I pushed it all the way in her very tight, but slippery, vagina.
She didn't answer, but her hips began to slowly and slightly squirm.
"You will like letting other people do this, won't you, Tammy?"
"Unnn, yes. Yes."
"Will you want them to push in real fast, or go slow, like I'm doing now?"
"Unnn, slow. Ohhh, gee."
I changed my pace, and pulled my finger all the way out. "Do you know why a girl's pussy gets wet when she is excited?"
I could tell she hadn't thought about it.
"Its because your pussy wants to get slippery so it's easy for something to push in. To make it wet so a finger or... when you get older... a penis can push all the way it."
"Gee. Unn, I could tell it was getting wet and tingly while I was dancing and you were talking to me. That feels funny when you do that while I'm standing up."
"Does it feel good?"
"What positions were you in for the other people who fingered you?"
"Ummm, gee, that feels good, Mr. John. Um, usually I would lie on my back, but for the men I was on my hands and knees, or once I was bent over the end of his couch."
"Then you'll enjoy modeling with the other girls, because you'll be in lots of different positions. And at the parties, too. We even have some special furniture so you can relax in upside down positions while people finger you or lick you."
"Sometimes, at the parties, one of you girls would be getting fingered or spanked in front of all the other guests and models who would be fully dressed. Then everyone would be looking at your bare pussy, or maybe even your completely naked body, while someone was touching you. Does that give you tingles to imagine that?"
"Unnn, gee, yes. I would be naked and everybody else would be dressed?"
"Maybe sometimes. It depends on the party. All the other little girls I've worked with love taking their turns as the 'star,' of that part of the party. Sometimes the star is blindfolded so she won't know who is kissing, licking, or fingering her. There are usually lingerie fashion shows by the girls, and of course, everybody spends a little private time helping a girl change clothes and try on different sexy panties and training bras. Sometimes it would be two or three little girls putting on a show, and sometimes you would be in the show - kissing and undressing and then feeling and fingering another little girl while people watched you."
"Gosh. And I have to do that, too, don't I? I mean if you tell me to."
"Yes, you would have to do that."
Her body quivered. "Ohhh."
"Time for your spankings now, Tammy." I set a pillow near one end of the couch and then set up the two cameras. One would be near her feet, zoomed in on her ass, and the other in front of the couch catching most of the action, but not my face.
Leaving her shoes on, I helped her get into position across my lap with her head and chest resting on the pillow. The first few spanks were playful - interspersed with lots of ass massage - pulling her butt cheeks open and letting her firm, young flesh snap back into position.
Then I said, "Tammy, you have a beautiful little asshole. I'm sure everyone will like it. And thousands of people will enjoy the pictures and videos of you pulling it open, or getting it fingered, and so on. You'll be a very popular model. It's beautiful."
"Thank you. Gee."
"Let's be quiet for a few minutes while I spank you. It will get harder and harder, and I want the noise of the spanks and you saying 'ouch' to be picked up by the cameras. It won't last too long, and then your bottom will be warmed up for the next step."
Smack! "Ouch!" The harder spank made her jump and close her legs. Five seconds later she opened her legs again; arched her back - ready for the next one.
I kept spanking harder - waiting ten to twenty seconds between smacks. She began squirming and moving her hips. I could see that her pussy was getting wet again. "You're doing great, Tammy. Half way done. If you keep taking these harder spanks, I know you'll be invited to more specialty parties, and then you and your Mommy would get even more money. And another advantage of a harder spanking is that it will feel even better when I start putting my finger in your ass."
She moved and squirmed; moaned and said, 'ouch!' or 'Owie! Unnnn.' But she didn't say any words, and she kept getting back into spank position. I was smacking her harder than I had intended, and was glad that her Mother wasn't watching.
When it was over - more than ten minutes later, I put her in hands and knees position on the couch and set up three video cameras - close-ups of her face and ass, and the other camera off to the side for a full-body shot - with her little titties hanging down almost an inch and a half - the erect tips of her puffy nipples making them appear bigger.
"You did good, Tammy. And don't talk now. It's OK to make pleasure noises. Try to look into this camera while I finger your ass, and stimulate your clitty. Keep looking into the camera even when your pleasure tingles explode." Without saying anything more, I began putting lubricant into her tight ass with the small nozzle on the lubricant tube. I got my finger slippery with it. "Here it comes Tammy. Just enjoy the feelings."
Her moans got louder as I kept pulling my finger all the way out and then slowly pushing it all the way back in.
"This doesn't hurt, does it, Tammy?"
"You did so good with your spankings, that I'm going to give you an extra treat." I twisted the base of the small vibrator; turning it to low, and pushed my finger in again. When it was all the way in, I touched the vibrator to her clitty sheath.
"Unnnnn, ohhhhhhh, unnnn." She loved it.
I pulled the vibrator away until my finger was all the way out, then pressed slowly in again, rubbing the vibrator all around her pussy, and then pressing it against her clitty when my finger was fully in.
"Unnnnn, ohhhhhhh, unnnn."
Less than two minutes later she came. A noisy, moaning orgasm.
I turned off the vibrator and let her lie on the couch and rest a minute while I gently rubbed her back with my hand. I said, "You did great, Tammy. That's one of the rewards you will get for following directions - with me, and also at the private parties. Maybe even during your photo sessions. Did that feel good?"
"Unn, yes. Gee. It felt so good. Unn, like explosions in my tummy and in my..."
"In your pussy?"
"Yes, in my pussy. It felt really, really good."
"All my other little girls just love it when I, or somebody else, fingers her bottom and tickles her pussy with a vibrator. Are you sure that felt good?"
"Unnn, yes. So good."
I covered her with a large, purple bath towel and went back to get her Mother. While Tammy rested on the couch, we sat in the two small, stuffed chairs next to Tammy. I said, "Tammy has an exceptionally pretty pussy, like I said earlier - plump, firm, still hairless with just hints of fuzz, large mound, and she gets very wet - even wetter than some of my other models her age. But even better - she did great taking a spanking, and then let me lubricate her anus and finger her. She enjoyed it. Her anus is also exceptionally pretty - a narrow, tan ring of wrinkles around a tight, little, pink center. Her tan lines accentuate her pretty ass and pussy, and her little titties, too. Her light colored anus is smaller than a quarter when relaxed - just perfect for pictures. Everyone who sees her pictures and videos will want to put a finger in both holes. I was glad that she enjoyed how I fingered her anus after her spankings. When I tapped her clitty while my finger was pressed all the way in, she orgasmed in front of my cameras. Now I'm sure she'll be able to do videos and photo shoots and attend some of our private parties."
"Thank you, John. That's great. So, if you're sure she'll be selected to be a model, does she still need to do the contest?"
"Yes, so she gets used to a large audience, and so more people will see her in the contest videos. Those are always popular - the relatively shy, new girls - undressing onstage for the first time, pulling down her panties, kissing another girl, things like that. Lots of camera flashes, just like a Hollywood event. Maybe a couple hundred people - men, women, boys and girls - all watching her. It's very exciting for the little girls, especially that first time she pulls down her panties in front of everyone and all the cameras."
"Oh, that makes sense." I noticed that Mrs. Douglas scissored her legs as she stood near the kitchen area. She would be a great stage mother.
I said, "And the audiences for the promotional tours can be big, too. Those tours are to help sell the DVDs and also recruit photographers for the expensive, state-licensed courses to get certified so they can legally do private shoots, like what I'm doing with Tammy today."
"Well, you're her tutor, so you can decide what she has to do."
"I know she'll have fun in the contest and during her photo shoots, and especially the parties. There are usually three or four girls and about twenty adults at the parties, so each girl gets to be a star several times. The girls will make videos at the parties, too." I laughed, "One of my nine year olds had nine orgasms at her first party. I bet Tammy could do that, too. She's very pretty and responsive, so people will want to stimulate her."
"Will I be going to the contest and the photo sessions? I know you said I wouldn't have to go to the private parties."
"You have to go to the contest with us. It's in a different state, and this is legal over there. You'll have to sign the papers so she can enter the contest. And then, I'm 99 percent sure, you'll have to sign her modeling contract with my studio. Then you wouldn't have to go with us for the actual photo shoots or private parties. I'll be there to keep an eye on her."
"Are you going to have her... you know, on you today?"
"I was planning to wait until Tuesday, but I think she's ready to try it today. And I'm sure ready. I'm letting her rest now. As part of my training, I try to help the potential models have at least two or three orgasms during each training session. Women and girls are so lucky that way. Men usually need to wait a couple hours to recharge. I try to get my students to cum a different way each time - like maybe licking and fingering, using a vibrator, sometimes with a finger in her bottom, or with my fingers on her clitty, or well... different ways; different positions, and some ways I won't mention now, since she is listening to us. And sometimes, especially if another girl is modeling at the same time, I teach them different ways to help each other cum. And it's great for the video sales, too."
"So you think her video sales will be good?"
"Yes, very good! Extremely good. And your private photo sessions and private parties could double your income. The other photographers will want to meet Tammy; touch her; and talk with you about the private sessions. I'll give you a card with suggested replies to the questions I know they will ask you. You and Tammy. They will talk with both of you, while you are together, before and after the actual contest. If they really like her, and if they get your approval for their suggestions, then they will use her as a model lots more often, and not just for private parties, but for private modeling sessions. Are you both willing to answer questions, like if I give you a card with suggested answers?"
Mrs. Douglas said, "Yes. Of course. I want to help her modeling career."
Tammy said she would answer their questions, but she might be nervous.
"Nervous is good. They want the little models to be nervous. We'll even practice how to act even more nervous than you actually are." I smiled at each of them. "I'm sure you'll both do great."
"I'll try my best to answer their questions." Mrs. Douglas promised.
"Good. And they will touch her right in front of you; kind of checking to make sure it's really OK with you for Tammy to model for them. Will you be OK with that?"
"Yes. I trusted you, John, when I watched you feeling her, so I'll trust your friends, too."
"Good. And now, if you'll excuse us again, I'll get some more video of her to show my friends at the agency." I turned to Tammy who was smiling and watching us. "Let me wipe the lubricant off your bottom, and then go on back and put on these panties and this nightie top. Take the high heels with you and wear them out here again. You'll be dancing and undressing."
Both Mommy and Daughter headed back to the bedroom area of the trailer while I positioned the cameras. Mrs. Douglas said, "You're doing so great, Tammy. Are you having fun?"
"Yes. This is fun."
And, yes, it was fun for me, too. I was ready to shoot my load. Just talking to them, both of them, was getting me ready; cocked and ready - with a load in the chamber.
While I got video of her dancing to the music in her skimpy outfit, I asked her again how many times she's tasted a man's cum.
"And you won't tell Mommy, right? Like this is our secret?"
"Yes. Our secret. I won't tell her."
"Three different men."
"And you swallowed some of it?"
"I couldn't help it. Like their things were in my mouth, and I didn't want to get it on my clothes."
"Was it one man at a time?"
She thought a minute. "Yes, because they all wanted it to be our secret, and they didn't want anybody else to know what they did."
"Well, Tammy, while we practice - you and me - or you and the other men, you'll usually be naked so it can't get on your clothes. But if you are wearing some of our modeling clothes for the video, like a school uniform, then it might be three or four men or boys at the same time, and just let them squirt it on your clothes. You don't have to swallow, but if you do, I'll give you another little treat with the vibrator and my finger. Would you like that?"
"Yes. OK." Then she said, "Boys?"
"Yes, eventually. Their things are much smaller. I bet you'll have fun playing with them, or letting them finger you. But that probably wouldn't be for a few months, until after you've made videos with other girls, and after you've been to a few of our parties.
"Gee, are the boys cute? How old are they?"
"Probably about thirteen, before their cocks start getting bigger."
Five minutes later, she was naked, and watched me undress. She played with my cock in front of the cameras. She opened her mouth and sat back on her heels like we had practiced. I squirted into her mouth and onto her neck and chest. She choked when the first full squirt shot into the back of her open mouth, but she recovered quickly, and the sucked out the rest of my cock from the tip of my average-size penis.
We went back to the bathroom - both naked - and I got video of her peeing, and then washing the cum off her neck and chest.
Half an hour later, after one more, brief, video shoot, we were both dressed. Tammy was drinking a glass of pop, when I asked Mrs. Douglas to join us.
"She did great, and even swallowed a little bit of it, even though she had never tasted cum before."
"Of course not." Mrs. Douglas said. She put her arm around Tammy's shoulders. "She is my good, little girl, and knows she is not supposed to let men and boys do the things you're showing her, except on official, modeling business."
"That's right." I agreed. "Only for official business. I'll be back on Tuesday, around five O'clock, with one or two friends who will help with her next lesson." I wrote the days and times I would be returning. Then I said, "On the contest day, do you think you could drive her over to the contest? I'll meet you there. Then you could go on home, afterwards, and after you both have signed her modeling contract. I'll keep her there that night - in a hotel with a pool, so she can do a few private sessions Saturday night, and Sunday morning. Then I'll bring her home with your first nice envelope."
Mrs. Douglas knew I was referring to the modeling money. She smiled. "Very good. And you'll keep an eye on her? And there is no sex, right?"
"We talked about that. Nothing goes in her vagina or anus that is any bigger than a grown man's finger. The girls and boys who are our models know that a penis is not allowed to go in a little girl's vagina, or they will both be fired. No more modeling. So of course, they are careful. Fingers only."
"OK. That would be OK. I'm glad to know she will be safe."
END of Part One.
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