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The Reluctant Model
It was the first of the month, and Andrea knew the
rent was due. Andrea Smith was a 17 year-old high school
cheerleader and had just moved out from her parents. She
said she needed to be independent and on her own. She
was 5' 7", 107 pounds, with long, naturally blonde hair and
shapely, tan legs; a baby face on a woman's body. She had
found a part-time job as a secretary to pay the rent, but then
she got layed off. She hadn't paid it in over three months.
She knew the landlord would be calling her soon for the
overdue money. He was an awful, old man, mean and not
understanding of her predicament at all. He had threatened
to evict her this month if she didn't come across with some
money. Above all else in life, she feared being homeless.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. It was
Mr. Snyder. She asked him in as nicely as she could,
hoping he would give her another break.
"You know why I'm here.", he said as he sat down
on her sofa.
"I'm really trying to get some money together for
you." , she pleaded.
"I'm through listening to your excuses.", he said.
"You owe me a lot of money, young lady. Tomorrow, I'm
having you evicted from here."
"No!", she screamed. "I have no where to go!
Can't you give me one more chance?"
He got up to leave without answering her. She
grabbed his arm as he was going out the door.
"Please, I'll do anything."
He stopped and turned.
"Anything?", he asked.
"Well," she admitted, "almost anything.".
"That's not exactly what I had in mind, but do I
have a friend who might be able to use your services." he
said, "That is if you're willing."
"I can type 60 words a minute.", she said.
"That's not what I had in mind. He's a
photographer and he's always looking for pretty, young
girls to model for him."
"I'm sorry Mr. Snyder. I'm not that kind of girl",
she said quietly and slammed the door in his face. She sat
down on the couch and began to cry.
That night, Andrea woke up from a deep sleep.
She thought about this being the last night in her
apartment, and began to cry. She knew her parents would
never take her back. She thought about being out on the
street all alone, and all the unspeakable things that might
happen to a young, pretty, vulnerable girl. She reached for
the phone and dialed Mr. Snyder and got the photographer's
address.
It was 9 o'clock the next evening when Andrea
arrived at the photographer's studio. Her long, blonde hair
was braided up into a bun and she wore her best evening
gown, a long, revealing, black velvet dress, and high heels
in order to impress the photographer. Even though she was
a beautiful, young girl, Andrea had never modeled before
and didn't know what to expect, so she tried to look her best
for him. She looked like she was ready for an evening on
the town. Only her lack of make up betrayed Andrea's
young age. Trying to be as poised as a 17 year-old girl
could be, she walked up to the front door and knocked. The
door opened and she was greeted by a man in his 50's.
"Hi, I'm Andrea Smith. Mr. Snyder sent me to see
you", Andrea said, hesitantly.
The photographer looked Andrea up and down,
admiring her young body sheathed tightly in the her
evening gown and high heels. It had been a long time since
he had the chance to photograph such a pretty, young girl.
Even though she was so young, she still had a certain
sexiness and seductiveness to her. He undressed her in his
mind, trying to imagine just what she would look like
without any of her clothes on. Yes, he thought; she would
make an excellent subject for his project.
"He told me that you would be coming. Please
come inside."
They walked down the hall and descended a set of
stairs leading to the basement. He unlocked a door in the
rear area and directed her into his photography studio. He
closed the door behind her and locked it, noticing the sweet
fragrance of the perfume she wore. There were bright
lights everywhere, all illuminating the same area: the
center of the studio. In the middle of the room were a
wooden chair with arms, a small table, and an examination
table from a gynecologist's office. Other than these items,
the large studio was empty of furniture.
"Have a seat over in that chair, Miss Smith, if you
would please.", he said and pointed to the chair.
Andrea walked over to the chair, sat down and
crossed her legs. She looked up and was immediately
blinded by the bright, studio lights and found she couldn't
see the photographer anymore. All she could do was hear
him loading film into his camera. She fely like she was on
display. She shifted nervously in the chair and began to
wonder what this man was up to. She felt alone, but knew
he was there, staring at her in the chair.
"Did Mr. Snyder tell you what you exactly what
you were going to be doing this evening?" the photographer
asked.
"He only said that you were a photographer and
that I could help you out by doing some modeling for you.",
Andrea replied.
"Oh, I think you can do that. You look like you
will be a fine model for my new project", he said.
"I hope so. I owe him a lot of money.", Andrea
replied hesitantly.
"Yes you do. Quite a lot, from what he tells me.
How old are you, Miss Smith?", the hidden voice inquired.
"I just turned 17, sir. I'm in the 11the grade, and a
cheerleader at Southern High School.", she replied
demurely, struggling to see him through all of the lights.
All there was, was a voice from behind the blinding
brilliance.
"You're kind of young for my style of photography,
but we'll see how it goes tonight. Have you ever modeled
for a photographer before?"
"No, never", she replied, shifting nervously in the
chair.
"Well, we'll take it nice and slow then. I find it
hard to believe that no one has ever asked you to model
before. You are a very beautiful young lady.
I'm going to begin taking some photographs of
your face. Just try to act natural for me. O.K. then let's get
started.", he said.
He began by shooting several shots of her face,
telling her to smile and turn her face to the left and right.
"You're a beautiful, young lady, Miss Smith. You
should be a professional model", he remarked as he quietly
photographed her.
"I would be too afraid", she said, turning her face
to follow his instructions. The photographer shot several
rolls of film and he was reloading his camera.
This isn't so bad, she thought, but she spoke too
soon. He put down his camera and spoke to her...
"Let's talk about why you really came here tonight.
It seems you're way behind in your rent, Miss Smith. Mr.
Snyder told me that you'd be willing to pay it off by helping
me. That's good, because I need a young model like you to
photograph for my current project. If you cooperate with
me tonight, I will see to it that your debt to Mr. Snyder is
paid in full. You, in turn, will owe me. Not money, but
with something much more valuable to me."
"What do I have to do?, Andrea asked hesitantly.
"I want you to pose in the nude for me."
Panic raced through Andrea's head as she finally
began to realize what this evening's work was really all
about. It wasn't about working off her indebtedness in a
normal manner.
In order for her to pay off the debt she owed Mr.
Snyder, she was going to have to take off her clothes and
allow herself to be photographed in the nude by this
complete and total stranger. Her lithe, young body
squirmed nervously in the chair.
Andrea shuddered at just the thought of
undressing in front of some man she had never met before,
allowing him visually roam her naked body, and then
allowing him photograph her totally in nude. It would be
just like those disgusting magazines she found once in her
father's closet.
Andrea Smith was only 17 years old, and still in
high school. Her gynecologist was the only man who had
ever seen her without any of her clothes on, and that was
traumatic enough. Things like this didn't happen to nice
girls like her, she thought. She unconsciously pulled the
bottom of her dress down tightly with her hands.
"Shall we begin then? As I just said, you're going
to have to remove your clothes for this photo shoot, but I
want you to take them off one piece at a time. Hmmm.
Let's see. Where should we begin?
"Let's start with that lovely gown you're wearing.
It really compliments your body, but it looks so tight and
confining on you. Let's get you more comfortable.", he
said.
Andrea knew what was coming next and revolted
inside. She readied herself to verbally protest, but she was
cut off .
"I want to see what you look like under your
dress, first. I want you to slowly reach down with your
hands and pull the bottom of your dress up to your waist",
he said hungrily.
She looked at him with fear in her eyes. There
was no way she could go through with this. No man had
ever seen her in the nude before and she wasn't going to
start now, especially under these embarrassing
circumstances. She was going to save this intimate
moment for her future husband.
"Isn't there something else I can do to pay that
awful man off? There must be! I can't go through with
this. I've never done anything like this before!", she
protested and began to get up.
"Mr. Snyder, will be very disappointed to hear that
you didn't want to cooperate with me and you know what
that means", he said, solemnly.
Andrea knew she was entrapped. She would have
to submit to this pornographic adventure or out of her
apartment she would go. She sat back down in the chair.
She waited for a few seconds and then, with a sigh of
resignation, reached down with her hands and grasped the
bottom of her black evening gown.
Slowly, she lifted her dress up, past her knees to
the middle of her svelt thighs and stopped. Andrea looked
down at her newly exposed legs and shuddered at the
thought of what was to follow this modest exposure.
"You have beautifully tan legs, Miss Smith. So
nice and long and smooth, but I want you to show me more.
If you would please, pull your dress up the rest of the way,
above your waist. I want to see what kind of panties you're
wearing."
Andrea slowly inched her dress up. Little by little,
her petite panties came into view. They were plain white
cotton. A few of her light blonde pubic hairs peeked out
from the sides, and her nether lips were clearly outlined
through the cotton crotch. A rush of embarrassment
travelled through her body.
"You're being much too modest, Miss Smith. As a
beautiful, young lady, you should enjoy showing off your
body. Most men would pay dearly to see a young girl like
you in the nude. Because you're so far in debt, I'm going to
get to see you naked for free. Now, if you would please,
Miss Smith, lift your dress as high up as you can, up above
your waist", he said.
Soon, Andrea's beautiful gown was gathered up
around her waist, showing off her long, tan thighs and her
panty covered loins. Andrea kept her thighs pressed tightly
together, but she could not hide the front of her panties.
She heard him start clicking away with his camera,
photographing her in this compromising position.
Andrea couldn't believe what she was doing.
Wasn't it against the law to photograph a teen-aged girl like
this? She began to wonder whether this was worth the rent
she owed. But, what could she do? Nothing, but cooperate
with his obscene desires and submit to his demands,
completely.
"White cotton panties. Just what a nice, young
girl should wear. But they look too small for you; your
pubic hair is sticking out around the sides. Do you have
much pubic hair on your vulva, Miss Smith? At your
young age, I bet you don't. I guess that you teenage girls
don't have much to cover your genitals with. Do you want
to show me yours, Miss Smith? No? Well you must if you
want your bill paid off.
"Now, Miss Smith, I want you to take your panties
and pull them down to your ankles, but leave them there."
His saying the words "take your panties and pull
them down" shocked Andrea into realizing that she was
really going to have to expose her most intimate area, her
genitals to this man. She thought about refusing, but she
knew she couldn't. She cringed in total embarrassment at
the thought just of exposing her genitalia for him to see, but
for some strange man to photograph them was a completely
mortifying thought. She hesitated for a moment, but
solemnly resigned herself to her forced disrobing.
Andrea reluctantly grasped the elastic sides of her
small panties and slowly eased them down off of her
narrow hips, and slipped them down her long legs to her
ankles, leaving herself completely naked below the waist.
Andrea sat back and looked fearfully into the
blinding lights. She knew she had passed the point of no
return. Her dress remained up around her waist, which
only made her look all the more vulnerable. She kept her
slim, tan thighs pressed tightly together, trying desperately
to hide her vulva, but a tiny patch of her light, blonde pubic
hair and the top of her vulval slit were clearly visible at the
base of her pubic mound, which rose above her flat
abdomen. From her tan lines, it was obvious that when she
sunbathed, she wore a small string bikini that barely
covered her pubis.
"I see from your tan that you sunbathe in really
small bikini bottoms. You must be very attractive in it
when you're at the beach. You're doing very well, Miss
Smith. Most of my models are protesting by this point. I
guess nudity doesn't suit them. But this is where your fun
really starts.
"Now.......I want you to spread your legs apart and
let me see your pussy."
Andrea was suddenly jolted into complete
awareness by his request. She stared down at her exposed
pubic mound below the gathered folds of her black dress.
Her pubis rose gracefully to a pubic hair tufted prominence
at the union of her long, slim legs. She saw her tan, naked
hips and abdomen, framing her partially concealed, white
vulva and finally realized that she was going to have to
openly expose the most intimate, personal part of her body,
for this man to take pictures of. Only her gynecologist had
seen her genitals before this ordeal, and those few times
were deeply embarassing. And he was a doctor! This man
was only a photographer.
Andrea was taught as a little girl that a woman's most
intimate body area was her genitalia, to be kept covered and
hidden from sight, not to be shown to anyone, and never
openly displayed or exposed in a manner such as she was
being forced to do. She was too young and innocent for
this, she thought. Humiliation flooded through her mind
and she thought about refusing, but knew she couldn't.
Andrea gathered up all of her nerve and slowly
began to spread apart her lean legs and reveal her genitals
to the phototgrapher's pornographic lens.
Ever so slowly, her juvenile vulva came into his
view, as her legs slipped apart from their tight closure. The
bright lights illuminated the entire area between her legs.
Her naked pubis evolved into a petite, perpendicular crack,
framed between her two fleshy vulval lips.
Andrea's curved pubic mound was barely covered
with light blonde pubic hair, and her outer vulval lips were
smooth and plump, curving inward to meet in the smooth,
dark crack which formed the introduction into her inner
sexual cavity.
In most older blonde women, their outer vulval
lips were colored a light brown toward their outer edges,
but because Andrea was only 17 years old, her young labia
were completely colored a pink fleshtone along their entire
length.
It was obvious from her embarrassed reaction that
she had never exposed her genitals like this before. Her
face blushed with embarrassment as she heard him starting
to take pictures of her exposed vulva.
She put her hands over her face in shame.
"I knew it. Your pussy lips are as smooth as a
baby's bottom. You must be a virgin. I can tell because
your outer vulval lips don't open up and reveal your inner
lips when you spread your legs apart. We'll soon fix that.
"Spread your legs apart wider, Miss Smith, as
wide as you can."
Andrea spread her legs apart as wide as she could
while still sitting in the chair, forming a broad, open V
with her thighs, her shins pointing straight down,
completely exposing her youthful genitals for his visual
examination. Her outer vulval lips evolved into a virginal
pink color, very puffy and smooth, but her inner lips
remained tightly concealed beneath them, hidden from his
obscene gaze.
Andrea sat there in stunned speechlessness, with
her dress gathered up around her hips, stark naked below
the waist, her legs spread wide open in the most seductive
position possible, exposing her most intimate flesh for some
strange man to inspect and scrutinize at his pleasure.
The little dignity that she had left vanished into
the bright lights. She had never felt so helpless and
exposed in all of her life.
"That's good. Now stay like that. You have very
photogenic genitals, Miss Smith. I'm pleased that you don't
have much pubic hair. It would only hide the juvenile
femininity of your young vulva. The light, pink color of
your pussy lips will come out looking great on film. This is
working out very well."
He took several pictures of her in this alluring
position. She felt like a victim of visual rape with his eyes
probing her exposed external genitals. She closed her eyes
and put her head back, wishing this were all a bad
nightmare.
"Now I want you to lean back, Miss Smith, and
put your legs over the arms of the chair."
Andrea began to whimper softly, and closed her
eyes. How much more is he going to make me do, she
wondered.
She sat back, and lifted her knees up over each
arm of the chair. As she lifted her feet up off the floor, her
panties fell off her black, high heels, landing at the feet of
the chair. She placed each of her knees on the arms of the
chair and let her calves hang down each side.
Andrea's genitals spread open completely and her
anus came into his view. As her outer lips widened into a
extended, fleshy cleft, her inner lips finally pulled slowly
apart and yawned open and free from each other. The pink
wetness of her vulval interior glistened in the bright lights
and her vaginal opening contracted involuntarily into a
tight closure.
Andrea felt the cool studio air try to seep into her
vaginal opening. Her entire white, vulval area was framed
by her golden tan ass cheeks and thighs.
She felt like a cheap whore, openly displaying her
most intimate area, her genitals, like this. Not even
Andrea's gynecologist saw her in such a obscene position,
with her dress pulled up around her waist, her legs splayed
wide open across the arms of the chair and her sexual
organs and orifices laying completely agape and totally
exposed.
He moved in close and took several shots of her
exposed, pink vestibule up close. With each click of the
camera, Andrea cringed in shame, knowing her genitals
were being photographed. She felt like her genitals were
being photographed for the section on female external
genitalia in some gynecology textbook.
"You have a beautiful pussy, Miss Smith. Your
outer lips are so ripe and full and your inner lips are so
pink! I bet your vagina is tight, isn't it? I even think I see
your hymen, darling.
"Tell me, have you ever shown your genitals to a
man before? Never? I think I can say that you've never
had pictures taken of them before, right? Well let's not stop
here!
"Take your fingers and spread apart your vulval
lips for me. I want to see deep up inside that virgin vagina
of yours and get a few of shots of your inner genitalia."
Andrea shuddered at the thought of having to use
her very own hands to hold open and expose the inside her
most intimate flesh for this man to photograph. This was
so crude and disgusting, but she had no choice.
Andrea reluctantly reached down between her
upward pointing thighs and with her fingers, gently
grasped the plump folds of her smooth labia majora, slowly
drew them fully apart, and cautiously exposed her
untouched vaginal opening to him.
Her sex slit unfolded into a velvety, moist, crimson
gash. The inner surfaces of her labia were smooth and
shiny, with a deeper pink than the outsides, and her
urethral opening finally unfolded into his view. It was dark
and pink and soft and it glistened in the bright lights. He
shot several more shots of the inside of her pink vestibule.
Andrea held her vulval lips wide open for what
seemed like an eternity, allowing him to stare into her
intimate sexual interior. They had never been spread so far
open before. He paused and marveled at the young woman
before him. She looked so sexy holding her genitals open
like this for his inspection. She was his slave.
"O.K., sweetheart, I've got enough photos of you
with your legs opened and pussy lips spread apart. Stand
up and remove that lovely gown you have on. I want to see
what your breasts looks like."
Andrea took her legs off of the arms of the chair
and stood up. Her dress remained up around her hips; she
was naked from the waist down.
She reached behind and unzipped the back of her
luxuriant gown down to her waist, and then pulled it up
over her head and off. She stood in front of him wearing
nothing on but her bra. She began to put her hands in front
of her crotch to cover herself, but before she could, he
issued further instructions to her.
"Take your bra off, Miss Smith, but slowly."
Andrea reached behind her back and unclasped
her bra. She slowly pulled the rounded cups away from her
breasts and slid the straps down her shoulders and off her
arms. She dropped her bra on the floor.
This left Andrea standing in front of him,
completely naked, wearing nothing but her black high
heels. Andrea was tall for a 17 year-old girl and young
body was just beginning to show the first signs of
womanhood. Her skin was smooth and soft. Her hips had
very little flair to them. Her milky white breasts were large
and conical; her areolas were two large, puffy, pinkish
nozzles that only teenage girls have and they stood out from
her breasts, and her nipples had begun to get hard from
being exposed to the cool air of the studio. Her dark tan
made her white breasts stand out all the more. The curves
of her narrow pelvis were made all the more striking by her
white bikini bottom tan lines. The furrow of her labial lips
was still visible as she stood there waiting for his next
command.
Although she could not see him from behind the
spotlights, she could feel his eyes roaming over her naked
form. Her hands unconsciously moved in front of her bare
pubis. She shook when she realized this because he had
already viewed her genitals in minute detail.
Andrea stood totally naked in front of him for
several minutes. She heard him take several shots of her
and then there was a long silence. The feeling she was
experiencing was beyond her ability to comprehend. Her
naked body was being studied and scrutinized from beyond
the luminous veil by some man she had never met before.
The longer she stood there in the intense silence, the more
frightened and humiliated she became. She wondered what
obscene things she was going to be forced to do next.
Finally he spoke.
"There's nothing like a teen-age girl's body; so
young and innocent yet ready for her first sexual encounter.
Why don't you let your hair down. It looks too formal when
you're standing there in the nude."
Andrea reached up to the top of her head and
undid the bun that was holding her hair in place. Her long
blonde hair cascaded down around her shoulders and back.
"Now I want you to pinch your nipples with your
fingers, Miss Smith, and make them hard. I want a couple
of shots with them erect."
Andrea slowly brought her hands to her breasts
and began to roll her soft, pink areolas between her thumb
and forefinger. The fleshy tips of her nipples quickly grew
rigid and stood out proudly from her breasts, which also
swelled from the attention she was giving them. Her
smooth areolas became wrinkled and pinker colored.
"Excellent. Now spread your feet apart, Miss
Smith. I can't get a good shot of your vulva with your legs
together. That's good. Now reach down and spread your
vulva open for me. I want to see your inner lips hang out
loose."
Andrea moved her feet apart and dropped her
hands from engorged breasts and put them on her outer
labia and pulled them apart, letting her petite, inner lips
hang free from her pussy. She felt the cool air on their
damp, musky skin.
Andrea had never experienced such humiliation
before, prying her intimate sex open in this perverse
physical exhibition. In the background, she heard the whir
of his camera's motor drive as he continued to
photographically rape her stark naked body.
"That's good. Now, turn around. I want to
photograph your rear end."
Andrea slowly turned around and showed him her
ass. It was small and muscular with a white triangle
surrounding the crack of her ass, clearly outlined by her
dark tan.
"Bend over, Miss Smith, spread your legs wide
apart and grab ahold of your ankles."
Andrea moved her feet far apart until they were in
a wide inverted V. She glanced over her shoulder,
straining to find his form from the direction of his voice,
but the blinding lights hid him from her view. Andrea felt
like she was exhibiting herself, as if she were for sale in
some sexual meat market. She turned back around, slowly
bent over and grasped her ankles, trying to keep her
balance in the process. Her ass pointed invitingly outward
as the clefts of her ass cheeks opened up for him. This gave
the photographer a clear view of her outer labia, but her
anus was still hidden in the depths of her tight ass cheeks.
Her inner lips were beginning to peer from between her
outer labia, which only made the photographer want to see
more.
"Let's see what your young, little asshole looks like
from behind. Reach back and hold your ass cheeks apart
for me. I've never photographed the asshole of a 17 year-
old girl before, so you're going to show me yours so that I
can."
She reached back, and with each hand, spread her
ass cheeks apart. Her anal opening was a small, wrinkled
hole, pink in color, buried deep in the crevice of her small
ass. He zoomed in on her anus and took several more
shots.
"I'll bet you're tight in there, Miss Smith, aren't
you? Do you like showing me your genitals?
"What do you think? You think I like being forced
to strip and expose my private parts like this? I hate it!",
she sobbed.
"Well, maybe if you show me more, you'll learn to
like it. Spread your pussy lips open for me, again. I want
to see what your insides look like from behind."
She released her grip on her tight cheeks and
reached around further, manually unfolding her moist
pussy lips for him to inspect. Her inner lips yawned wide
open and her vaginal and urethral opening came into view.
Andrea heard a rushing sound as the cool air flowed up into
her dilated vagina. He could clearly see up into her tight,
vagina with her bent over in this position. It was pink and
rippled with moist, muscular ridges that glistened in the
bright lights.
He took dozens of pictures of the inside of her
vagina.
She felt like a piece of meat being photographed
for sale. She was getting lightheaded from bending over in
this position for so long. All through the ordeal, she could
hear the sound of his camera obscenely clicking away,
forever recording the images of her inner sexual organs.
Andrea Is Forced To Lie Naked and Spread Eagle On The
Gynecologist's Examination Table
"O.K., Miss Smith, let's change the theme of the
photo shoot a little bit."
"Oh great! What are you going to have me do
now?", she asked fearfully.
"You are going to be photographed while you are
being given a pelvic examination by your "gynecologist"
this evening. I'll be the doctor, Miss Smith, and you're
going to be my patient."
A chill went down Andrea's naked spine. She saw
the gynecological examination table out of the corner of her
left eye, and knew exactly what he was going to do to her.
He was going to give her a female pelvic examination while
she was in the nude and photograph the whole humiliating
procedure for anybody to see. She stood up and turned
around with a look of shear terror in her eyes, as she stared
at the table.
"Go over and climb up on that examination table",
he said.
"Now wait just a minute! This has gone too far
already. You've got enough pictures of me. You're not
going to get me on that table in the nude, let alone take any
pictures of me up there.", she protested.
"I know young girls hate going for their annual
gynecological examinations. That's what I want to capture
on film: your vulnerability and fear, lying naked on the
examination table with your genitalia fully exposed; the
fearful submission, the total humiliation a young girl
experiences when she is laying stark naked, spread eagle,
and with her genitals totally layed bare on the examination
table. That's what I want to see: The very essence of a
young girl's deepest fears and the most demeaning
experience she can have.", he said.
"At least when I went to my own gynecologist, I
got a sheet to cover up myself with. This is embarrassing
as hell doing this completely naked!", she screamed.
"I know it is. That's what I want you to
experience: complete humiliation. Now get up on the table,
that is if you don't want to be evicted."
Andrea sighed heavily and slinked cautiously over
to the table, while trying to conceal what she could of her
exposed, naked body. When she reached the table, Andrea
scanned at the cold leather surface, her eyes stopping
suddenly on the metal stirrups that extended from the end.
Andrea knew what the examination table and
stirrups represented to a woman: the absolute physical
openness and complete vulnerability of her most intimate
flesh, her genitals. Gynecological stirrups restrained
a woman's feet and legs, and locked her naked body into a
position of complete intimate exposure, perfect female
helplessness, total feminine submission, and pure womanly
humiliation, all in front of a man.
She hesitantly climbed up onto the edge and sat
down, covering her crotch with her hands. She couldn't see
his face with all the lights, but she knew he was staring at
her naked body.
"You know the procedure, Miss Smith. Lay back
on the table and put your feet in the stirrups. But leave
your high heels on. They add to your sexiness."
Andrea layed back and put her head against the
table. It was cold to her skin and caused her nipples to
quickly grow rigid again. She drew a deep breath and
slowly she extended each of her high heels into the metal
stirrups. Her nervous breathing caused her conical breasts
to rise and fall against her chest. Even though her knees
were still together, she could feel her labial lips poking out
between the backs of her thighs.
"Now move your pelvis down to the end of the
table, Miss Smith. Excellent."
"Now, Miss Smith, I want you to slowly spread
your legs open for me. Slowly! I want to get some good
shots of your legs spreading apart and of your genitals
unfolding and fanning out for me."
Andrea closed her eyes and hesitantly slid her
small ass to the end of the table. She then hesitantly began
to spread her knees apart from each other. Slowly, her
young, pink vulva, with its dark, mysterious vertical split,
opened up to his view, as her legs moved into their
intimately revealing, examination position. They slowly
locked open into a wide V, completely exposing her sexual
organs to his debased desires and lusts. The sight that he
beheld was the most erotic thing he had ever seen.
Before him was a 17 year-old girl, lying
completely naked on the gynecological examination table,
with her legs spread completely apart. With her body in
this reclined posture and her legs at a right angle to each
other, her adolescent genitals were totally exposed and
displayed like she was the subject some obscene,
gynecological procedure.
Her outer vulval lips had unfolded into a wide,
revealing oval, displaying their smooth, pink inner
surfaces; her inner vulva lips were two long, thin, fleshy
folds of soft, pink skin, balanced in between her widely
separated outer lips and slightly agape, with her petite
clitoris, hidden by its soft, pink hood, mounted prominantly
atop the crest of her inner lips, her vaginal orifice nested at
the bottom, where her inner lips met again. Her rectum
peaked out from between her ass cheeks.
She heard his camera clicking away,
photographing her naked body in this, the most humiliating
position a woman could be in. Her head reeled from the
humiliation of the setting, and the indignity of her naked
body's stark exposure .
"That's very good, Miss Smith. You're being an
excellent patient, but you will need to shave off all of your
pubic hair so that I can perform a thorough pelvic
examination on you. I know you don't have much pubic
hair, but it still has to be removed. Pick up the shaving
cream and put some on your mound for me."
Andrea picked up the can and squirted some of the
white foam into her hand. She reached down between her
legs and spread it onto her mound, mixing it into the few
curls of pubic hair that she had.
"Pick up the razor and shave yourself."
Andrea grasped the razor handle and held her
breath as she brought it between her legs. She began to
draw the sharp razor across her mound in short strokes,
removing what little pubic hair she had and leaving behind
smooth patches of silky, white skin with each pass. Soon
her vulva was smooth all over. The white color of her
mound melted into a light pink tone as her lips met at the
top of her rounded pubis.
"Take the towel and wipe yourself off. Now put
some oil on to finish the job."
Andrea rubbed the towel over her vulva and
removed the extra shaving cream. She then poured some
baby oil into the palm of her hand and rubbed it onto her
smooth vulva. The little cover that her pubic hair had
provided was gone and her entire genital area was starkly
exposed for his obscene visual inspection. Her vulva
looked like it belonged to a 12 year old girl.
"Now that you're all clean outside, I want you to
use a douche on yourself. I want to make sure that your
vagina is nice and clean for this next group of shots."
"You've got to be kidding! You want me to give
myself a douche right in front of you?"she said fearfully.
"That's right."
Andrea cringed with dread as she reached over
and lifted the douche nozzle off the table. It was the old
type with a rubber bag on the end. Andrea brought the
nozzle down to her labia and stopped for a moment. She
looked up, but could not see him through all of the lights.
She looked back down and resigned herself to the sordid
endeavor. With her left hand, she spread the bottom of her
vulva open. He watched anxiously as Andrea placed the tip
into her vaginal opening and began to insert the plastic
tube into her vagina. It slowly disappeared up into her
vaginal vault with little resistance. She gasped softly as it
reached her cervix.
"Open the valve."
Andrea removed her hand from the noozle and
reached over to the clip on the rubber hose and released it .
The fluid flowed down the tube and into Andrea's vagina.
Her eyes grew wide as the cold solution flooded into her
abdomem and filled her vagina. It quickly began flowing
from her vaginal opening out onto the table. It ran down
onto the floor, leaving a wet puddle. Andrea was
humiliated. She was in complete disbelief that she had to
go through all of this just to pay off her debt.
"That's excellent, Miss Smith. You can remove
the douche nozzle now."
Andrea pulled the nozzle out of her vagina and
dropped on the table in disgust.
"I guess you're going to want me to use an enema
on myself next!"she screamed.
"You're very perceptive, Miss Smith. I want you to
use the douche to do it though."
Andrea reached down and picked up the hideous
implement again. This time she brought the nozzle to her
anus. She began to push it into her rectum, but her
sphincter resisted the intrusion. Slowly, her pink rosebud
began dilating to accept the plastic probe. She cried out as
she slid it deeper into her anal canal. She finally reached
the end of the nozzle. Andrea released the clip once more
and the cold fluid flowed up into her rectum. This time
though, much more of the fluid entered her body. She
cringed in pain as her bowels swelled with the slow
expansion. She cried out in agony as the last of the water
passed into her inner cavity. The grip of her sphincter
around the nozzle was so tight that no liquid escaped her
bloated pelvis.
"Please!" she shrieked. It's killing me! Please!
Let me take it out!"
He shot several photos of her distended abdomen
and bulging vulva. He waited several more minutes.
"O.K. You can remove the nozzle."
Andrea quickly reached down and jerked the
nozzle from her straining anus. Andrea let out a guttural
moan as a solid stream of water shot several feet out of her
rectum and onto the already wet floor. The flow continued
for several seconds and then slowed to a trickle, running
down the crack of her ass.
"That's very good, Miss Smith. Now I want you to
pick up that vaginal speculum and slowly insert it up into
your vagina. I want to watch your labial lips expand out as
you probe your own pussy."
Andrea reached over to the table and grasped the
implement. It was cold and metallic. She remembered
what it felt like when her gynecologist inserted one into her
vagina. Now she being blackmailed into inserting one into
her own vagina. She brought the shiny, medical instrument
between her legs and held her breath.
With one hand, Andrea unfolded and spread her
glistening labial lips and exposed her vagina, and with the
other, she brought the rounded ends of the vaginal
speculum's blades up to her virginal orifice. She took a
deep breath and reluctantly began pushing the cold
speculum up inside her vagina with her hand, as he
watched the handle glide closer to her lips. In it slid,
opening up her warm, silky womanhood to its probing,
packing it full with cold, metallic hardness. She gasped
audibly as the speculum's metal blades reached the top of
her vagina.
"Now open up the speculum, all the way. I want to
see what your untouched cervix looks like inside. I've
never photographed a cervix as young as yours before."
Andrea reluctantly cranked the handle on the
speculum wide open and removed her hands, leaving her
vagina pried completely and grotesquely open for his
intimate and obscene inspection.
He grabbed a bright spotlight and moved it in
close to her splayed open vulva, brightly illuminating her
vaginal interior and cervix. Her vaginal walls were fleshy
pink and they rippled with each movement of her pelvis.
Because her vagina was pried so wide open, her
cervix was in clear view to him. The sight of that shiny
metal tube protruding out of her vagina, separating and
spreading her labial lips so grotesquely apart was the very
essence of humiliation, she fumed.
He began taking photographs of her speculum-
spread genitals, concentrating on her vaginal interior.
Andrea was totally deggredated from the experience and
layed there in complete silence, clenching her fists in
anger.
He left her like this for several minutes, admiring
at great length, the unnatural and stark openess of her
genitals.
The speculum started hanging down from her
vaginal opening in a grotesque manner, causing her inner
lips to fan out apart from each other even more. A virgin
girl with a speculum in her vagina is a thing of beauty, he
thought to himself.
"It looks like you're getting aroused, Miss Smith,
because your genitals are beginning to look very wet. Have
you ever massaged your genitalia and brought yourself to a
climax before, Miss Smith? No? Well, I want you to play
with your pussy in front of me, right now. I've always
wanted to see a virgin have an orgasm! Remove the
speculum and masturbate yourself."
Andrea pulled out the speculum and dropped it on
the floor, her vaginal lubrication dripping from it.
She hesitated but reached down between her legs
and began to stroke her outer labia with her fingertips.
Andrea slowly worked her fingertips up and down
her tender cleft, pressing her fingers inside as she worked
her swollen slit for its hidden moisture. Lubrication began
seeping from her vagina, and it began to flow down the into
the crack of her ass. She heard him click away with his
camera, but she could not see him with all the lights.
"Pull your clitoral foreskin back, Miss Smith, rub
the head of your clit for me."
Andrea pulled back her clitoral foreskin and gently
touched the head of her clitoris. A sudden wave of pleasure
coursed through her genitalia. She began to slowly stroke
her clitoral head.
She closed her eyes in shame.
The fleshy bulb at the end of Andrea's clitoris
began to enlarge and react with each stroke of her
fingertips. As she caressed herself, her inner lips, turning
red and swelling with sexual engorgement, began to
involuntarily open themselves up and spread apart,
exposing her complete vaginal hole. Her hips began to
rock and meet each stroke of her clitoral head.
"Let me see you put your fingers up inside your
vagina."
She did as she was told. Andrea hesitantly placed
her index finger at the opening to her vagina. She pressed
the end of it inside and then pushed the entire length in.
She gasped loudly as she felt her uterine cervix for the first
time in her life. She then inserted several more along side
the first. She slowly worked them in and out; her pussy
made a slurping sound as she withdrew them each time.
She tried as hard as she could not to get excited,
but she couldn't help herself. Her pelvis was flooded with
waves of pleasure and her vaginal muscles began to
contract around her fingers. She had never experienced
such feelings with her pussy before. The more excited she
became, the more embarrassed and ashamed she felt.
This was the first time she had ever masturbated
before and she was now doing it in front of a total stranger.
For Andrea, it was the most completely dehumanizing
experience she had ever had.
"Take your fingers out, Miss Smith, and use the
dildo on the table next to you. I want you to fill your
vagina up with that rubber penis."
She pulled her fingers out of her vagina and
picked up the dildo. It was about a foot long and four
inches in diameter.
With her left hand, she spread her aroused vulval
lips apart, and with her right, she started feeding the head
of the massive dildo up into the opening of her hot, swollen
vagina. It slowly stretched open to accept the latex load.
She inched the rubber cylinder up inside her pelvis slowly,
gasping and moaning loudly, simultaneously with pain and
pleasure, as it elongated and filled her violated
womanhood.
Her eyes bulged out from her face and she let out a
loud cry as end of the dildo reached the top of her cunt.
She began to slowly work it in and out. With each down
stroke, it pulled her inner lips out away from her vulva and
then pushed them back up inside her cunt with each inward
thrust. Her shaven cunt was stretched into an obscenely
opened receptacle.
With both of her hands locked tightly onto the
base of the dildo, Andrea began to work the rubber cylinder
in and out of her inflated vagina, faster and faster, her
fanned out knees moving wildly around, her feet firmly
locked in the stirrups. She rocked her pelvis to meet each
insertion and moaned louder and louder.
Try as she might, Andrea couldn't resist the
penetrating stimulation any longer. With one long,
massive wave of pleasure surging through her pelvis, she
climaxed intensly and threw her head back in animalistic
ecstasy, moaning loudly. It was the first orgasm she had
ever had in her life. Her naked body spasmed obscenely as
she clutched the dildo in her hands, thrusting it abusively
into her swollen vagina several more times, trying to bring
forth from her pelvis, one more spasm to vibrate down the
length of her vagina.
Her virgin come juice flowed out from the bottom
of her swollen labia and down her ass cheeks. Her formerly
petite, pink cunt lips were red and angry, swollen from the
intense pumping they had just received, and her clitoral
head stood out erect from under its taut hood, spasming out
with pleasure. Beads of sweat ran down her naked, tan
body to her white pussy, and mixed with her vaginal juices
as they reached the battered, interior of her spent cunt.
As she came down from her orgasm, regaining her
composure, and realized where she was and what she had
just done right in front of him, she felt like some sexual
slave, completely used and ashamed.
She had just been photographed completely in the
nude, masturbating and fucking herself with a dildo, by
some total stranger.
Andrea had never felt so embarrassed and
ashamed in her life.
"Now, get up on your hands and knees. I want to
see that virgin bunghole of yours, again."
She did as she was told. She rolled over and
moved to the end of the table. Her ass was pointed up into
the air and her cunt was squeezed tightly between her legs.
"Open your knees up and let me see your asshole."
Her knees moved apart on the table and her pink
asshole came into view.
"Put your fingers up your butt, Miss Smith."
She eased her fingers into her asshole one at a
time. She was extremely tight, but her sphincter muscle
relaxed and she was able to insert them all the way in.
"Now, Miss Smith, work them in and out, like a
good little girl."
She couldn't believe he was talking to her like this
and she was doing exactly what he said. He snapped away
as she finger-fucked herself in the ass. Her sphincter had
relaxed into a soft, pliable opening from her probing. He
walked out from behind the lights and picked up the
vaginal speculum.
"Spread open your pussy lips for me."
She reached back and with her finger tips,
separated her vulva for him.
"Open your cunt wider!"
She pulled her labial lips apart so far it hurt. She
then felt him force the cold speculum back up into her
violated vagina. With one motion, he filled her up with the
metallic probe, opened it all the way, and began to violently
thrust it in and out her plundered pussy, rubbing her
vaginal walls raw.
He then took the dildo and forced it into her ass.
Her asshole quickly expanded to accept its perverse load.
He worked them both in and out painfully, as she move her
hips violently in an attempt to evade this obscene, personal
invasion. He suddenly pulled the dildo out of her ass and
quickly thrusted his erect penis into her violated anal
opening.
"NO!!!", she screamed, but she was too late. He
thrust his cock all the way up into her hot, sweaty asshole
in one motion, slapping his balls against her naked ass
cheeks. In and out, he worked his cock, stretching and
tearing her young asshole while he fucked her pussy with
the speculum.
He couldn't believe how tight her ass was which
only made him thrust harder and faster. His cock could feel
the blades of the speculum through her anal canal walls, as
the blades moved around inside her vagina as he pumped
her anus. He reached around and squeezed her breasts
roughly as they swung freely and slapped against her body.
ANDREA was being raped in her ass to pay her
rent.
Finally, with one great thrust, he came and
emptied the scalding, liquid contents of his bloated
testicles up through his swollen manhood, deep into
Andrea's tormented bowels.
Andrea felt his engorged penis repeatedly pump as
it's hot load of semen gushed up inside her violated anal
canal. She felt her whole abdomen grow warm from the
heat of his hideous load, as it slowly seeped deeper into her
bowels. He stayed impaled into her asshole like this for a
minute, and then withdrew his spent cock and roughly
jerked the speculum out of her battered cunt. Her anus
remained in a wide "O", her rectal muscles spasming in
pain, and her pussy oozed her vaginal come down her
thigh. His semen dripped from her dilated asshole, and
ran down into her upturned vagina, coating its ravished
walls with his evil seed.
"Consider the rent paid. Oh, and look for yourself
in the next issue of Wide Open Fuck magazine. I'll bet I
get 5000 bucks for this shoot!"
"YOU BASTARD! YOU RAPED ME ! ! !" she
screamed at the top of her lungs.
"Hey! You're still a virgin!" he laughed, as he
wiped the come on his cock on her panties and threw them
at her.
She climbed down off of the table and gathered the
rest her clothes together. Both of her nether orifices
throbbed with agony and his come ran down the inside of
her thighs. She could barely stand upright. She turned
and looked up at him.
"Uh,...Sir? Can you photograph me again
sometime?"
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