30 comments/ 77456 views/ 67 favorites Tina's Tricks Ch. 01 By: Dropped This story is a complete fiction and all of the characters portrayed are over the age of 18 (typically upper twenties to low forties for main characters). This first part is a Tricked Wife Seduction and Voyeur/Video/Film Aphrodisiac Fantasy story. Yes, it doesn't really fit into one category, but I tried to make it sexually hot for people to enjoy. Please note: If you do not like reading stories that involve any of the following, please do NOT read this story? - Tricked into Adultery - Wife Seduction - Intimate Massage - Nude Photography, Pictures, Potential Exploitation from Media - Naïve Sexy Wife screwing Huge Models - Anal Sex (Some mentioned, only partially explicit) - Fictional Aphrodisiac Drugs or Massage Oils (Used without consent) It is not my intent to anger or surprise any readers. I just want to spread some fantasy erotica into the minds of those like me who live in a sometimes mundane world. This story has a long lead up (mood setter?) to some fairly heavy sex. This first part ends with a mild cliff hanger, where one sex act ends but the repercussions aren't announced or realized. I hope to have additional parts posted soon to continue the story from where it leaves off. - - - - - - - - - - - Tina Daniels had always been a popular girl. One of the early bloomers, the attention she began receiving in the eighth grade followed her through high school, college, and now, for several years, her career. She had become a master manipulator of the male ego, knowing just when to stroke it and, more importantly most times, when it needed to be cooled. Unfortunately, having a new boyfriend every couple of months throughout her adult life had given her a reputation as well as an untouchable inner-self. She was the woman that every man in the office wanted in bed. The good-looking ones knew that they could have her again with just a nice dinner and maybe some dancing. The not so good-looking ones were politely discouraged, and the downright ugly ones were completely disappointed. All of her college girlfriends were married now, with some even starting families. At first Tina was in the majority laughing at the one friend who suddenly got serious with a man: Katrina. The girl had always been Tina's closest rival for male attention, but also one of her very closest friends. They were the divas that shared everything with each other and ruled over most any man they came up against. They flaunted their success so publically that every hot girl that even tried to sway one of their targets lost, and just hated them for it. Kate was the perfect friend and rival, right up until she found her man and actually got married. Then, one-by-one, others followed over just a few short years. Finally, at the last wedding, Tina realized she and a few older women in their forties and fifties were the only ones in the group to catch the bouquet. All of her closest friends were married. So, Tina set out to find her own man. She tried speed dating, but it fit into her existing one-night-stand lifestyle too well. She realized after sleeping with her fifth date within two weeks that she needed to try something else. Online dating wasn't any better because she just couldn't open up her heart, and spreading her legs over the internet just didn't work. She recognized that the problem wasn't the guys, it was her. There was a detached physical response to her encounters, but never an attached emotional response. She knew she needed help. Her first therapist was an older man who diagnosed her as a sex addict. She felt in her heart it wasn't true. She knew it wasn't the sex. At least, it wasn't just the sex. Her second therapist was a much younger man, who was charming and professional. By the end of her first session with him, she was trying to seduce him. Her short skirt just didn't seem to want to stay down as she sat facing him and squirming in her seat. And her blouse was just too tight not to occasionally open a button until it was nearly to her naval. As a happily, and extremely devoted married man, he pushed her out of his office while recommending several other therapists. Her last therapist was a woman, and that seemed to do the trick. They discussed everything about her life, her career, her successes and failures. They examined everything Tina admired about her friends and their marriages, and everything she envied. They talked about her willingness to jump into bed with any good looking man, married or not. "Well, Tina," Dr. Antonia Bennett offered at their third session. "You aren't a typical sex addict, that's for sure. You're too picky, although I suppose with your good looks and body you could be pretty damned picky if you wanted. Your most memorable sexual encounters are not those of someone with a sex addiction." "I don't think I'm a sex addict," Tina responded. "Neither do I," Antonia agreed. "I almost envy how uninhibited you are, Tina. But I cannot see that you are having sex to fill some need or craving. I think it is strictly that you are seeking intimacy on a level to which you are unwilling to devote yourself." Tina plucked at the hem of her skirt, staring at her fingers as they pretended to tug a loose thread. Her delicate brown eyebrows were curved in a frown of thought as she lifted her dark blue eyes to look at the therapist. "But I really want to be intimate," she said softly. She cleared her throat, "So, how do I fix myself?" Antonia was smiling. "You don't do it overnight, Tina. You've spent years building up a wall between how you want to appear and how you really feel. You are like two different people, the outside shell that manipulates men like a master puppeteer, and the inside girl that rebels against that and craves a partner." Tina felt the tear slide down her cheek, but refused to wipe it away. "Tina, it will take time. So, let's give you some homework until our next session. Do you remember talking about your friends and their marriages?" She waited for Tina to nod before she continued. "You mentioned how happy Katrina, Kate, is and how quickly she was able to devote herself completely to him. You also talked about how nicely her husband Mike treated her and how you envied that trust they share. Take some time this next week and focus on what it is that makes their relationship work. Why are they so devoted to each other? What traits does Mike have that you would want in your partner? What traits does Katrina have that you have difficulty recognizing within yourself? Spend about fifteen minutes each morning and write down your thoughts." Over the next three weeks, Dr. Bennett noticed significant changes in her patient Tina Daniels. She was dressing more conservatively and seemed more confident or determined. When she shared the writings of her inner thoughts during their weekly sessions, she seemed to be seriously examining her feelings. The greatest change was that Tina claimed she was celibate. For a girl of twenty-eight years who had three to four weekly liaisons with men, often different partners, to go three weeks without sex completely was an event. However, Antonia wasn't sure if it was a beneficial change. She seemed to be improving, but there was always suspicion with such drastic lifestyle changes. By the sixth week, Antonia's suspicions were telling her there was something wrong. It was like Tina had gradually become someone else. When questioned closely, Tina immediately ended her therapy sessions. Antonia tried contacting Tina repeatedly for a few weeks, but the woman never returned her calls. Hating to lose any patient without really understanding the reason, she decided to wait until Tina was ready. Sometimes it just took another event or realization to bring the patient back. The goal was always normalcy, but normal for one individual never ever matched up with any other person's perception of the same. She knew the young woman had a long way to go. --- Tina was happy for the first time in months. Most of it was anticipation, and a lot of it was fantasizing about the outcome of the events she had triggered. Little hints and honest praise had paid off. Kate finally took the bait, and it looked like it was on her own initiative. Even her husband was encouraging her. Now, it just took a little pressure in the right place on the owners. She knew them already. Heck, she'd slept with everyone that worked there, and a lot of the people that hadn't. But, she was careful even when she didn't have a plan. She might be into free-love and fun with most any class of hot people, but if there was one thing she wasn't, it was stupid. And, as everyone discovered fairly early in their relationship with her... Tina was never stupid. --- The studio hours said 9:00 AM to 4:00 PM on the door, so she was a little surprised that her appointment was at 3:30 PM. She checked the card Tina had given her one last time. It clearly read 3:30 PM just under the logo on the studio's business card. It was the same flashing camera logo that was stenciled on the glass door. She pulled the door open and stepped inside. "Katrina Thomas?" asked the cute redheaded girl seated behind the counter. A brass nameplate on the front of the counter had 'Hot Receptionist!' engraved on its surface. She had to smile when she read it. "Kate, please," she replied. "You're just a little early, which is perfect. I have a quick couple of forms we need to fill out for your file, and then we can get you back for make-up and hair." Kate nodded. "Okay." "You look nervous," the redhead observed. She shook her head and glanced to the closed door quickly before leaning forward. "You shouldn't be," she said quietly. "Terry called you to set up this appointment, right?" Another nod. "Kate, I've seen a lot of girls coming in here that don't even come close to what you have for looks. And, it's really rare for one of the owners to actually contact a model for their first session. Models are usually only considered if they check back in after sending in their portfolio. And even then, most of them are turned down." "Uh, their portfolio?" Kate was confused because she and Tina had only sent in a few photos of her from a couple of weeks ago. Mike had played at being romantic one afternoon with a backyard picnic. She had a couple of glasses of wine and he took a few candid shots of her in her dress and then later in one of her more modest bikinis by their hot-tub. It was just corny fun... Sexy enough to send in, but fun. "You know... The collection of your previous modeling and experience? Your modeling resume?" Kate shrugged her shoulders in confusion. "We only sent in a couple of photos my husband took." "You didn't send in anything but a couple of pictures?" Kate nodded. "Well now. That's really unusual! But, Terry and Vance know what they're doing, so it must have been enough since you're here. Let's get these forms filled out so you can start." Kate leaned against the counter and watched while the receptionist pulled out a few forms and straightened them on her desk. "Let's see. Name is Kate Thomas, hair is blonde, eyes are..." she glanced up quickly to the smiling woman and continued. "Green. Height?" "I'm five-eight," Kate replied. "Weight?" "Um, one-twenty." "Age?" "Uh, twenty-eight? Just turned." "Measurements and cup size?" "It's been a while since I was measured. When I got married six years ago I was 36-26-34, but my boobs have slimmed down a bit from working out. Waist may be a little smaller too. I can still fit into my wedding dress, but it would be a little loose up top. Um, I wear a C-cup now, D in a couple of brands, but used to wear a DD-cup... DD were pretty tight back then but I'd never wear an E. That's part of why I started working out." She realized she was rambling with her nervousness and stopped. The redhead was nodding with a smile, and scribbled down a few things. She glanced up, looking at Kate's chest. "They're real?" Kate glanced down at her breasts with a blush. "Yes. My Mom's are much bigger, probably F's. But, she's really let herself go the last dozen years or so." The rest of the questions were pretty straight forward with address, phones, current employers of both her and her husband, and availability scheduling. When finished, she set the form aside and picked up the next. "This form is the standard cost per session pricing for a portfolio shoot if you want one." She slipped the paper over the counter for Kate to pick up. "Honestly, you don't need one, but I'm supposed to sell them. Since you're already doing a session based on the photos you've provided, you're two steps ahead of the game." Kate looked at the total at the bottom. It cost $1,800 for a twenty photo portfolio from the studio? The redhead was sliding another form over the counter. "This is a standard agency release form that states that all photos taken today are owned by the studio and may be leased to other companies for advertisement. You, of course, will receive a percentage of the lease money each time your pictures are used." "Percentage?" Kate questioned. "It's the standard 80-20, 80% to the model, 20% to the agency. Really, the model is supposed to pay the agency, but since the agency is acting as the lesser, we pay you the 80%." The confusion on Kate's face was obvious. The redhead shook her head. The new model was just gorgeous, but didn't seem to be that bright. "Here," she said, flipping to the third page. "Just sign it here at the bottom." Kate was a little concerned with signing something without having Mike read it first, but picked the pen off the counter and signed. "Done, and done," the redhead announced as she stacked the two forms she kept and slipped them into a folder. "Let's get you back there for make-up." "Don't you close at four?" Kate asked. "Only for drop-ins and appointments... Typically, they schedule one or two photo sessions each evening. Come on," she said as she walked behind the counter to the closed door and held it open for Kate. --- Tina watched Kate as she left the front lobby. She rotated the dial to two and watched as Kate followed receptionist down the hall to the make-up and staging room. The closed-circuit security cameras were black and white, but were high definition. Unlike the studio cameras, she couldn't adjust them remotely. As the two women entered make-up, she rotated the dial to three. The vivid high-definition color that showed them walking to the make-up station was much better. She twisted the little joystick to zoom in on Kate's back and then pushed forward to pan down to her bottom as she came drew up beside the chair and then sad facing the mirror. Kate panned to center her reflection. She adjusted the volume until the receptionist's voice was clear. "You really are beautiful, Kate," the receptionist was saying. "Anna will be in shortly to start your make-up and wardrobe. I have to go close up... Got a hot dinner date with my man tonight..." Tina heard the door behind her open, and felt someone enter the private viewing booth behind her. "Is that her," Terry asked as she felt his warm hand fall upon her shoulder. "Yeah. She really is pretty, right?" "You weren't kidding, Babe. Definitely hot! You sure you want to do this?" "It's the only way," Tina said absently, shrugging his hand off when he started to rub her neck. "How many cameras do you have in the studio?" "Six hidden video and four audio," he responded watching the woman on the monitor. "You know, just looking at her, I know we'll actually make a ton with the normal photos, even if the first sale will be for book covers." He sighed. "Tina, you know we could easily sell any of the other photos for twenty to forty times that amount, and any of the videos that come out of this could rake in much, much more if everything goes well. She's as hot as any porno queen I've ever seen." Tina spun in her chair to glare at him. "I told you no way. She's not a porn star, Terry. I keep all the videos and all un-doctored photos, and you keep only the clean copies and Photoshop's." Her voice was cold and firm. She didn't have to threaten. Terry shrugged, shaking his head. "Yeah, yeah... I know. I'm just saying..." Tina shook her head, turning back to the monitor. She knew Terry was well aware that she had enough information on him to send him to prison. The drug dealing and pornography he did out of the studio was only part of it. In his case, there was family involved, and a few other things. --- "Are you Katrina?" asked the little brunette as she skipped into the room from the studio door. Her hair was straight and full, with the tips frosted. She was cute, tan with just a hint of smile lines at her mouth. Kate placed her at around her same age, but she was so charged with energy that she seemed much younger. Her chest bounced to a stop under her tank-top a fraction of a second after her heels finally touched the floor. "Kate is fine," she replied with a smile. "Hi, Kate! I'm Anna. I'll be doing your make-up this afternoon and I'll be helping you with wardrobe." She held out her hand. "Let's get you changed into a robe first," she said as she tugged Kate out of the chair. "Can't have any marks on your skin from your clothes. You sure are gorgeous! Do you model a lot? I've not seen you here before. I mean, duh! I just introduced myself to you. Do you have a lot of boyfriends? I've got two right now, but they don't know it. I keep trying to decide which one I want to get serious with, but they're both just so sweet!" Kate was grinning as she followed the spirited woman to a small changing room. Anna opened the door and held it for her to step inside. It was a simple dressing room, like most department stores, with a bench beside the door, a full wall mirror opposite the bench, and three wall hooks opposite the door. On the center hook was a white satin robe with a waist tie. "Go ahead and put the robe on and meet me back out at the make-up table. I have the perfect colors for your skin tone! It's a good thing you have such a nice tan... Really helps to have that kind of foundation to start with. You tan nude? I do, not that I model or anything." She paused. Kate waited, until she realized that Anna had asked her a question. "Um, no," Kate said. "Just a thong bikini at home." "A really small one? Tan lines are sort of hard to cover up, especially with off the shoulder clothes or dresses that show a lot of cleavage. These babies always seem to show a lot of cleavage in dresses," she added, looking down at her full chest before looking up. "Looks like yours would too." She paused again. "Um, yeah. Small enough I'd never wear it around anyone but my husband," Kate offered. "You're married? Wow, you're so lucky! With your looks and all the guys that must hit on you, having someone stable at home would be like the perfect life. I'm trying to find the same kind of thing for me, but I can't decide. Did I tell you I have two boyfriends? They don't know, though. Oh, I did already tell you that, duh! Okay, I'll be over at the make-up station when you're changed." She pulled the door closed as she departed, and Kate reached over and slid the bolt to lock it. A little nervous, Kate fumbled open the buttons on her navy blue blouse and threw it onto the bench. Her pleated pants followed, quickly folded and then placed on top of her blouse. She looked at her reflection in the wall mirror, turning away and looking over her shoulder to check out her backside. The high-cut black French style panties were pulled up over one cheek and she tugged them straight with her thumbs. She adjusted her matching bra, making sure neither breast bulged out the side of the sheer cups. Satisfied, she lifted the white robe from the hook and slipped it on. The satin was cool and smooth on her skin and she quickly tied the sash in a bow at her waist. It was mid thigh, and maybe a size too small, but it was attractive. Turning once more to check out her view from behind, she swallowed hard and undid the bolt. Tina's Tricks Ch. 01 She was almost to the chair when Anna turned and spotted her. "That was quick! WOW, Kate! You have gorgeous legs! You must really spend a lot of time at the gym. I wish my legs were that tone. You ever swim? You have a swimmer's body, well... except for your boobs I mean. I was a cheerleader, so my legs are kind of bulky compared. You have the lean ones I always wanted. I mean, I can see the muscles, but they aren't bulging like mine do. Sometimes I just hate my legs. They should make a stretching machine to make legs longer, you know? They can do a lot of stuff with medicine nowadays." She guided Kate to the chair, and barely had her sitting before she continued. "We'll do hair last. I've picked out some colors for you that will look great. I'm not sure what the sessions will be yet. Terry or Vance should come in and tell us pretty soon." She pulled Kate's blonde curls back and clipped them in a quick ponytail. "You already have really perfect features, so it makes my job easier. You must have your eyebrows sculpted or something. I feel like I'm plucking mine every other day, but they still feel bushy. I know there not, but it's like an eating disorder, where I cannot leave them alone even when everyone tells me they're great. Hey, you want a glass of wine or something? We always have that for the models. Or coffee... Tea?" Something about Anna's constant talking was really helping Kate to relax. She felt like she already knew the vivacious woman. "A glass of wine would be great," she smiled. "Sure thing," Anna nodded. She went over to another table and glanced back. "White or red?" "Red sounds good." "That's my favorite too," she started as she grabbed the bottle and started pouring. "I only have white with fish, and I only eat fish in restaurants. Hate the smell it leaves in my apartment. Especially if you leave the pans in the sink for a while." She held the drink to Kate and glanced down with a frown as the woman leaned forward to take it. "Are you still wearing your underwear?" She was still frowning at the edge of the bra revealed by the robe. Kate looked down where the thin robe had pulled apart on her chest. "Well, yeah." "Oh, no. You've got to take that off or it will show lines on your skin. That's what the robe is for," she was pushing Kate forward as she spoke and felt around for the strap of the bra on her back. She quickly pinched in the practiced move all women know and felt the bra clasp come apart through the robe. Kate grabbed her breasts to hold the bra in place as she felt the tension give. Her wine sloshed in the glass but didn't spill. "Seriously! That's why I had you change." She was reaching into the arm of the robe and quickly tugged the bra out enough to slip the shoulder strap over the elbow of the woman's arm. "Panties too?" Setting the glass of wine down on the table with her free hand, Kate nodded. "They've got to go too." "But, I'm not posing naked, Anna," she announced, half fighting to slip her elbow back through the bra's strap. "Of course not, silly! The underwear you'll wear will match the outfit your modeling." As Kate stopped struggling, Anna deftly slid the strap over her hand and helped remove the bra through the other sleeve. "They always have the sexiest underwear. I wish I could redo my wardrobe from what some of you guys get to wear. But, you'll end up taking them home for sure." "Taking them...?" "Yeah, all of the underwear is brand new. I know because I have to cut the tags off them. The models get to keep the underwear and bras they wear because no other model would be willing to wear them. Isn't that stupid? I mean, it's not like you're lactating or anything, and I can wash the damned things. Still, it's really rare that someone leaves them after. Here, stand up..." She took Kate's hands and pulled her to her feet. Kate froze as the brunette reached down and bent at the knees to slip her hands up under her robe. Before she could react, the woman had grabbed both sides of her panties at the hip and tugged them down to her knees where she dropped them. "Oh, good! You shave." Kate blushed and tugged the robe back together over the front of her thighs where it had separated. As Anna straightened and nudged Kate back into the chair, she continued. "There was a model once that didn't and it showed right through the underwear and gown she was wearing. You know, that really black bushy hair down there some girls have? It was so obvious that Vance made her go and trim it way down before he would continue. I really like yours though. That little patch of hair you left up high looks really hot on you, especially on that little strip of white skin. Your bikini must be one of the smallest ever to have tan lines like that. Is it a Wet Weasel? I always shave myself smooth like that too, but I don't leave anything. I just love how sexy it makes me feel, don't you? Something about walking around..." Still holding the robe together on her lap with one hand, Kate lifted her other and took the glass of wine from the table. The glass was large and three quarters full, but she thought it was a little more dry than she preferred once she finished gulping it down. She set the empty glass back on the table. Anna continued to chatter away, occasionally asking questions before rolling on to a new topic. She started with a very light foundation and then focused on Kate's eyes. Dark eyeliner, a lighter eye shadow, perfect mascara, and then a light blending underneath and around left Kate's green eyes astoundingly vivid. A little blush and a hint of more shadow just under the jaw and beneath her cheekbones and then Anna stepped back. "That's one of the easiest make-up sessions I've ever had to do. Oh, you want some more wine?" Kate nodded. Anna smiled and turned to the wine table as she continued. "Usually takes me about twenty minutes to half an hour to get everything right, but you just have perfect skin. Seems like most beautiful women like you have a tiny scar at the temple, you ever notice that? I couldn't find one on you, and I looked for it. Wish I had skin like yours. Heck, I'd even settle for... Oh, hey Terry!" "Hi, Anna. This must be Katrina Thomas?" Kate watched the man approach from the mirror and gripped her robe a little tighter on her lap. She knew he would be able to see her nipples through the sheerness of the robe, and took a breath to hide her embarrassment. "It's Kate," Anna answered. "Isn't she just gorgeous? I was just telling her she was my fastest make-up session ever. I haven't done her tan lines yet, but I'm not sure what she'll be modeling." The man seemed to ignore the brunette, his eyes staring into Kate's in the mirror. "Hi, Kate," he smiled, stepping beside her and shaking her hand. "I'm Terry, and Vance will be your photographer today. Are you excited?" His voice was very soothing and professional. "I'm nervous," she admitted with a smile as she looked up at him. "There's nothing to be nervous about, Kate." He looked back into the mirror at her, as though he was judging a painting instead of her. "You are quite beautiful and the camera will just love you." He stared for a minute more before turning back to her. "So, we have a couple of shoots for you to do tonight. Both are for romance novels, but the first will be harder because of wardrobe. It's set in the 1800's and we had to have a custom dress made. You are much more buxom than we were expecting, but fortunately for us the main character is a farm girl who is brought into high society so the dress is pretty simple and not some hoopskirt and corset monstrosity." Kate nodded, trying to revise the image of herself in an elaborate old-fashioned dress she first imagined but wasn't sure how a farm girl dressed. "The second shoot is more of a steamy romance. I'm still not sure what I want to do with that one, but Vance - he's the other owner of this studio - said he had some ideas." "Oh, okay," Kate answered. "So what do you need me to do?" "Anna here will get you dressed and fitted and then she'll touch up any skin blemishes or make any cosmetic enhancements as needed. A lot can be done with digital picture editing after they are taken, but we've found it's much easier and more cost effective to have it done naturally without editing the picture. The only time we really have to adjust the pictures directly is when there are reflections in the eye that are visible in close shots." He turned to the brunette who was idly toying with a cosmetic brush while she listened. "Would you please go and get the costume from the wardrobe room, Anna? It just came in yesterday, so it should be on the front rack." She nodded with a grin and turned to skip away to the far door. Kate watched her bounce off and through the door with a smile on her lips. Terry stepped over to the wine counter and quickly popped the cap of the vial open with his thumb. The clear liquid mixed with the red wine instantly as he replaced the cap. His other hand was making a show of re-corking the wine as he slipped the vial into his pocket. He swirled the drugged glass with his hand as he moved the bottle of wine back with his other and then turned to face her. "Kate," he said handing her the glass. "If you would?" He held out his hand and let her take it as she stood. He led her back toward the fitting room as Anna closed the wardrobe door and skipped over to join them, a garment bag held over one arm. "Let me know when she's ready, Anna?" "You bet, Terry!" she sang back as she bumped the blonde into the dressing room with her hip and then giggled as Kate struggled to keep her wine from spilling. Terry turned away, unable to hide his leering smile as he glanced up at the security camera and winked. Just in case Tina missed it, he gave the okay sign as he walked through the door to the studio. "All righty," Anna said as she shut the door behind her and slid the bolt to lock it. "Let's see what we have here." She hung the hanger poking through the top of the wardrobe bag on the center hook and unzipped the bag to slide it down and away. The dress was brown and looked almost like a burlap bag. It had large arm holes cut into the fabric on the sides with frayed edges and pieces of individual fibers that hung like rough uneven fringe. It was fairly long, but the bottom was cut unevenly and frayed like the arms. A long slit on one side ran from the bottom edge up to nearly the arm hole. The slit was wedge cut so that it gaped open at the bottom and tapered up to its peak. The dress was clipped to the hanger with little clothespins at the sleeve holes, and when Anna unclipped one, it dropped off the end to swing by the other clip. A little plastic bag of brown colored safety pins fell to the floor which Anna picked up and re-pinned to the hanger. "Well, not much to look at, eh? You'll look like a goddess in rags." She glanced at Kate as the woman tipped her glass up and chugged its contents. "Here," she said as she took the empty glass away from her and set it on the bench. "Let's see how it looks on you." Kate ran her tongue over her lips. The wine was sweet, reminding her of honey as she nodded and nervously untied her robe. She could feel the courage from her first glass and knew the second would help get rid of the butterflies in her tummy. "Oh, wow!" Anna sighed as Kate opened the robe and slipped it from her shoulders to fall down her back to the floor. "You have a fantastic body!" She turned away and held the neck of the dress, not wanting to embarrass the woman as she bent to pick up the robe at her feet. Anna waited until Kate slipped the robe over a hook before she unpinned the clothespin and held the dress out. Using both hands, she bunched up the fabric to the bottom hole and then lifted it to let it fall over the nude woman's head and torso. Kate lifted her arms and easily found the holes for them to slide through. Once her head was through the top, Anna released the dress to let it fall naturally around her waist and legs. "Dang," Anna whispered. "Okay, honestly. I'm pretty fucking jealous right now," she said with a sheepish grin as she stepped back to admire the woman. When she lifted her eyes and met the deep green within the woman's, she blushed. "I mean, I knew you were pretty, but... Really? Your body puts pretty much every model I've worked with to shame. You don't have any tan lines on your shoulders, but you do on your boobs? You must pull the straps down." One of Kate's breasts was completely exposed through the wide neckline, and Anna lifted and adjusted the dress until it was covered. The arm holes stretched down to almost the waist, gaping wide enough to show the entire profile of either breast when she moved. The split on the one side started over her hip and opened up to completely expose the full hip and thigh of her leg while the other side fell only a couple of inches above the knee. "It's a little scratchy," Kate said as she admired herself in the mirror. "And a little more revealing than I expected." "Yeah, it's pretty sexy for something that looks so cheap. But, you know how those covers look. I never buy a book unless there's a hot guy with he shirt open on the front. Or better yet, just wearing a loincloth. They say don't buy a book by its cover, but I have yet to find a book with an almost naked hunk on the front that I haven't liked." She had pulled a handful of safety pins from the bag on the hanger and was pinching pleats in the dress and pinning them to adjust the fit as she talked. The brown pins matched the dress surprisingly closely. "I remember this one book I got because it had a guys half-bared butt on the cover. I didn't realize it was erotica at the time, but it wasn't my kind of erotica. The story was about a girl that stalked this guy and pretty much slept with all his friends to finally get with him. Turned out he was gay and didn't want her the same way. A little disappointing, but there were some pretty steamy scenes in it! I don't usually pick out erotica. Only a few times, really. Neither of my boyfriends likes to read much, but when I'm alone I like to." The itching was starting to get to Kate. It seemed like every time Anna shifted the fabric, her skin got warm and tingly. And the fabric was constantly being moved. It wouldn't have been so bad if the brunette had just worked on one place until it was correct. She kept circling, pulling and rubbing, pinching and pinning in different areas all over her body. Then, she'd go back and revisit with the little tugs and adjustments to re-pin it differently. Kate's skin was on fire! "There," Anna finally ended and stepped back toward the door to admire. "What do you think?" Kate looked at her reflection and smiled. The dress was hung over the shoulder on the same side as the split over the hip. It helped raise the neckline enough that only the top half of her breasts were exposed and was snug beneath to really show off her curves. The waist was pinned tight as well, which revealed more of her leg and hip on the one side, but kept it from slipping to reveal more when she twisted. For an ugly brown sack dress, it actually looked pretty good! "Now, let's go do your hair." Anna took her hand and skipped and bounced them over to the make-up station. "Alright, what kind of hair does a farm girl wear? Has to be one of those fluffy full jobs that romance novels have, like it's always lifted by that unseen breeze of love and lust..." She started teasing the blonde hair with her fingers as she pulled the brush off the table and went to work. Once she was finished, Kate couldn't help but smile at herself in the mirror. She really did look like a wanton damsel the way Anna made her hair cascade down and to the side. It really did look like it was lifted by the breeze, yet it wasn't full of hairspray and remained soft. "Okay, I'll go let them know you're ready." She turned to leave but quickly glanced back. "Hey, you want another glass of wine or something?" "Sure, that sounds really nice, Anna. I don't usually drink more than a couple, but this is all new to me and I'm still a little nervous." Anna skipped over to the wine counter. "Really? You seem really relaxed now. Just kind of mellow and smiling at yourself like that. Although," she grinned as finished pouring and came back with the full glass. "Your headlights are on high beams right now." She giggled as Kate's eyes dropped in the reflection and spotted the obvious bumps of her erect nipples under the coarse fabric. She giggled again when the blonde's cheeks colored in embarrassment but she didn't cover up. "Relax, Kate. That's really common. Most models seem to get more than a little excited when it comes time to actually do the shoot. I've even had to tape down a couple when the shoots were for family products. Having those puppies poking out a little will just sell the book better, right? Okay, I'll let them know." Anna was only gone for a minute when Terry came back with her. "Okay, let's see what we have to work with," he said as he held out his hands to help Kate to her feet. "Nice," he said as he slowly turned her by the arms. He tugged the fabric a little at the arm and it shifted a bit across her breasts. "Does it itch?" "A little at first," she admitted, feeling the tingles around her nipples. "I'm getting used to it now." He frowned slightly, but quickly smiled. "Alright then, let's get started." He led her into the studio and she was surprised to see how elaborate it was. The bed in the center was a four post old-fashioned queen size with a canopy on top. The linens were white and inviting, almost like a storybook. She laughed when she realized that's what it was supposed to be. White silk scarves hung down from each heavy post and draped to the floor, softening the frame and making it feminine and attractive. There were black canvas sheets hanging from the two story ceiling by chains on three sides, partially boxing it in and making it the sole focus. "This is Vance, my partner and your photographer today," Terry introduced. The large black man stopped adjusting his camera and let it hang from the band around his neck as he stepped forward. She held out her hand and was enclosed completely in his warm grip. His white teeth showed brightly as he smiled and she returned the smile easily as he held her hand. His t-shirt did nothing to hide the muscles that rippled and bulged across his chest, nor the obvious strength within his arms. But, his hold on her hand was warm, and firm, and gentle. "Hi, Miss Thomas," he said. "I know this is your first time as a model, so please let me know if there is anything that I can do to make you more comfortable." She felt charmed by his kind smile and the calm tone of his voice. "It's Mrs. Thomas," she said automatically. "But, please call me Kate." "Kate," he nodded without moving his eyes from hers. He released her hand and seemed to shake himself back into the present. "Just let me direct you at first, and then once you get comfortable you can go with the flow. The hardest part is the first twenty minutes or so, when you feel awkward and don't know what you should be doing. Once you loosen up a bit, it's like nature takes over and you will start posing yourself. Those are always the best photos for this kind of shoot." She nodded and he stepped back to check another camera on the table nearby. "Anna will be helping you pose. She has been doing this for years and knows just what to do to get the right shots. Let her guide you around to get just what Vance is looking for and this will be a perfect shoot." Anna bubbled. "I'll also be here for any touch up, wardrobe, or hair fixing. Just consider me your personal assistant slavegirl." Tina's Tricks Ch. 01 Kate threw the brunette a grin and then turned back to Terry. He smiled and Kate admired the dimples on his cheeks. He was a pretty cute guy with short blonde hair that was spiked on top. The khaki pants and collarless shirt made him look a little rugged, but he had a boyish smile that was friendly. Terry stepped back and spoke to the assembled group. "Okay, you guys get started. Remember, I want to see hotness worthy of a bestselling novel here, okay? It's almost 4:30, and we still have another shoot to do. Let's get this right so we can get out of here at a decent time." As Terry walked out, Vance looked up at Kate and shook his head. "You'd think he owned the whole place," he whispered. "Not just half." She grinned back at him when he showed his perfect teeth. "Okay, Kate," he started. "Why don't you start over there at the end of the bed. Maybe take the scarf on the post and hold it behind you and look up like you're watching the clouds..." --- The monitor showed Kate wrapping one of the scarves around her waist with her bare leg back and her arm behind her, half exposing her breast to the camera. "So, how's she doing?" Tina asked when she heard Terry join her in the viewing booth. "Jesus, Tina. She's so fucking hot! You know how hard it is for Anna to keep her hands off of her? Or me? Vance was already stroking himself when we watched her through the dressing room mirror was fitting her in the dress. He told me flat out he wants to bareback her tonight. You know he never does that." "How is Kate doing, Terry?" she repeated coldly. "I don't care about Anna, you, or Vance. This isn't about you." "I gave her the dose, but she isn't acting like the usual girls." "What do you mean? You said it always works." "It's a designer drug, Tina. It can vary from batch to batch. She's way more relaxed than she was, and she's lost some inhibitions, but she's not horny the way they usually get." "Then how the hell do you know she's lost some inhibitions? Fuck, Terry. I'm not doing this to test out a batch of your fucking rape drugs." The disgust in Tina's voice echoed off the walls in the little booth. "First," Terry scolded. "I know she's lost inhibitions because she let Anna totally tease her in the dressing room and just stood there. I also know because when Anna finally pulled her out for hair, she didn't have on underwear." Tina smiled. "So, she's commando right now?" "Perfectly smooth with a little Hitler above. She has the sexiest fucking cunt I've seen in a long time. Her outer lips are small so it's like she's always exposing herself. Must drive her crazy always being spread open like that." "You're so fucking crude sometimes, Terry," Tina chided. She was smiling. "So, what do we do to move it forward?" "Let Vance work his magic a bit. He's always good at getting them to be comfortable. Then, we'll dose her again and go to the next shoot." He watched the monitor for a second. "You know she'll actually make the cover of a couple of books just with this shoot, right? Just fucking look at her." They watched as Vance had her pose on the bed, beside the bed, on her knees in front of the bed, and then laying on the bed. A couple of times Anna stepped in to move her arm or leg a bit, or to fix her hair for specific shots. --- Kate loved the attention she was getting. And Vance was really shooting a lot of pictures now. He kept encouraging her and praising her as she moved from pose to pose. He was right. Once she was comfortable, it was easy to move and hold for a photo, turn and pause for another, and then move on to another. She got into the rhythm of the clicks from his camera so that she had her hair in the air when he took the picture, or had a distant smile, or had the edge of the dress whipping out. The trick was to stop moving just before he clicked so that no part of her body was blurry but things were in motion. She was actually a little disappointed when Vance lowered his camera and called it a wrap. She looked down and realized her breast had popped over the neckline of the dress and she shifted it up a bit to cover her nipple. Terry came in with another full glass of wine and handed it to her as she stepped away from the bed. "So, how'd it go?" he asked Vance. "She's a natural! Amazing, beautiful, graceful..." He was smiling at her and staring into her eyes as he praised her. Terry was smiling too. "Great! Can I review some of them?" "Sure. I need to go over a couple of ideas for the next shoot with Anna. I read through a bit of the novel and I think I know which direction it should take." He turned to Anna and they started whispering to each other as they left the studio. "Kate?" Terry prompted. "Shall we look at a few shots?" "Sure!" She joined him at the camera table and took a big swallow of her wine. It was the sweet wine and really tasted good. Terry took the camera and plugged a little cord into it. The other end was attached to a little television screen that he powered on with a front button. A grid of tiny thumbnails showed on the screen, and Terry used his finger on the surface to scroll through them. Kate was amazed! There had to be a couple of hundred photos of her. He tapped the screen on a thumbnail and it zoomed full screen. "God you're just gorgeous," he said. She had to agree that the photo of her was pretty hot. Her body was in three-quarters view, with one breast exposed to nearly the nipple and the other pressed in by her arm to really show cleavage. Her other arm was over her head, lifting her hair from behind as it cascaded from her fingers, and her legs were spread wide enough that her bare leg was visible from her toes to her waist. The cloth barely covered between her legs. But her eyes were focused above and to the right of the camera, and they seemed to radiate passion and really pull you in. They flipped through several pictures over the next few minutes, stopping here and there when one captured that breathtaking moment like the first picture. And there were several like that. She was a little embarrassed when they came across a few that had her nipple exposed, and then again when several in a row showed her exposed crotch. The quality of the photos was good enough that you could easily see the smooth shaven lips as they stretched apart, and even the little patch of hair her husband loved to tickle. She laughed nervously and tried to apologize for forgetting her underwear under the dress, but Terry just smiled and said it wasn't part of the costume so it didn't matter. "Besides," he added. "Half of the hottest we've seen so far wouldn't have worked if your panties were showing on your hip, right? Dang, Kate. Judging by these, you could have a career in modeling without any effort." She blushed, but wondered inside if he was right. She hadn't seen pictures this hot since her husband had won the free subscription to Playboy. And even then, they weren't quite as good. She felt a little pride knowing that it was her in the photos and not some floozy with big tits and no brain. "Okay, guys," Vance announced as he and Anna returned. "This next shoot will have to be a little different." "What's the plan," Terry asked as he turned the monitor off and faced them. "So, after flipping through the book and reading a few random paragraphs, it's more of an erotic novel than a romance." Terry nodded for him to continue. "Well, it's not one of those straight out porn books you read because there is actually plot and character development, so we have to take it a little more seriously to show it has value." "So, not just an ass shot of Kate in panties and stockings," Anna added with a smile. "Right," Vance continued. "We need to show the characters, and the tension." Terry looked confused. "Well? What's the story about then?" Anna held up her hand when Vance started to speak. She turned to Kate and started explaining. "Okay, so there's this girl that gets involved with a guy during her summer at the beach. They aren't quite girlfriend and boyfriend because he's not really into it. Well, she goes over to his house and his two roommates seduce her. They end up having sex and all, but then her would-be boyfriend finds out and gets jealous. He realizes he's completely into her and doesn't want her to be with anyone else. So, it's like this tug of war for her whether or not she'll stay with her original or jump into a relationship with one of the two roommates that shared her. A lot of bondage, and several group encounters with her as the only woman. Pretty hot and heavy stuff, but I might buy it if the cover's good." She winked at Kate. "Wow, Anna. Nice job explaining that! You read the whole book tonight?" The question in Vance's tone was doubtful. "Nope, just went to the author's website while you were flipping through the book." She was grinning at Kate. "Anyway," Vance laughed. "So, I was thinking of having the guy on the bed pleading for her to stay while the two pulled her away. Anna had a couple of other ideas too, but I'm not sure they'll work for a cover because they might be too risqué." Terry thought a moment. "We'll have to see what works. It's already 6:00 and I don't want to be here too long. What do you have for wardrobe?" Anna spoke up before Vance. "I was thinking towels on the guys and underwear on the girl." "And I was thinking..." Vance started to say. "Towels on the guys and the girl in a bikini," Terry stated. He said it like it was an executive directive and Anna giggled. "Drink that up and let's go," she ordered in the same tone. Kate laughed and tipped her glass back, chugging the rest of the sweet wine. She couldn't help but lick her lips after, and the tip of her tongue tingled as it rubbed across her teeth. Anna took the glass and set it on the table as she grabbed Kate's hand and skipped her back out of the studio. "Terry's in a hurry, so we'll leave your make-up alone. It's still perfect by the way. Let's braid your hair in a ponytail and then go pick out a suit. You can take that dress off and throw on the robe." Kate nodded, and pulled the sack dress up her back and over her shoulders. It wasn't until Anna took it from her that she realized they were standing in front of the make-up table. But, she realized they had all seen her bare nipple and crotch during the last shoot so it didn't much matter. No wonder models weren't very modest, they just got desensatized to it after a while. She strolled to the dressing room with a relaxed confidence and pulled on the satin robe, tying it as she came back out and sat in front of the mirror. Anna quickly brushed her hair back and braided it like a professional. She thought the bangs she left were just adorable on the woman. After tying a little bright yellow bow at the end, she had Kate stand up. "Okay, let me see if it's straight," she said, turning Kate away from her. The end of the tail was right at the top of the blonde's ass and was perfectly formed. "Good. Let's go pick out a suit for you." She led Kate back to the dressing room. Kate was amazed at the amount of clothes in the wardrobe room. Two bar racks of hanging clothes ran along each wall, the top so tall that you could only reach them with a pole hook or ladder. On the floor were at least six round racks and several tall linear ones with wheels on the bottom. And everything was packed with clothes. Many of them were in garment bags, but most were on hangers and sorted by type. Dresses, skirts, pants, blouses, shirts, and swimwear, each type of clothing had at least one rack dedicated to it, and most had several. The men's clothing was on the right wall and back wall while the women's occupied the left wall and entire floor. "Okay, the swimsuits are over here," Anna said as she pulled Kate down the center to one of the round displays. "Let's go with a bright yellow to match the bow in your hair. That will really pop against your tanned skin." She started rifling through the hangars one by one as Kate just looked around in awe. "How about this?" she asked as she held the hanger under Kate's chin. "Nope, too plain. Maybe something a bit brighter." She held another out but that looked at it and said, "Not hot enough." Kate could feel her skin tingle all over and felt like she was dreaming. The wine, the attention, the clothes; everything was just so overwhelming! She was really enjoying the modeling that Tina had pushed her into. "Anna, are you almost done?" Terry's voice echoed beyond the door and both women jumped. "Oh crap. We have to hurry." Anna chirped. She pulled a yellow suit off the end of the rack. "Here, this will work. Quick, slip the robe off before Terry gets pissed." As the brunette unhooked the strings from the hanger, Kate untied the robe and let it slip down her back. Anna quickly stepped close and lifted the suit up to her chest as she reached around behind her with the strings. Kate's body was rigid with the sudden sensations of the woman's arms around her, but felt as the top of the suit was snugged across her breasts and realized she was helping with the suit. It felt so intimate and intense that she closed her eyes tightly and shuddered. The arousal was spreading from her breasts and down her tummy. A tingling reaction to the light touches of the brunette as she worked. The suit had clip fasteners on the strings that went around her neck and back. Anna had a little trouble connecting the one at her back but quickly recovered. She stepped back and adjusted the strings that formed a triangle around each of the woman's bare nipples while Kate held still. The yellow looked so fucking perfect framing the exposed nipples and white skin in the center that Anna was really tempted to lean forward and suck one firmly into her mouth. "Lift a leg," Anna directed. Kate did, holding Anna's shoulder while the woman knelt and slid the strings of the swimsuit bottoms over her ankle. "Other one." Kate switched legs and nearly stumbled before Anna's hand on her waist steadied her. Anna pulled the elastic cords up and adjusted them quickly, lifting them outside her puffy lips and almost brushing her fingers across the exposed patch of hair. It was really hard to resist. Kate's bare cleft and white strip of skin looked absolutely delicious inside the triangle of yellow. She grabbed the robe off the floor and helped Kate into it. "Come on," Anna hurried, pulling Kate along behind her as the blonde tried to tie the sash at her waist. When they got to the studio door, Anna paused a moment so they could take a couple of deep breaths. Then she led her in. The studio was the same, but the black canvas pseudo walls hanging from the ceiling had been replaced with soft white canvas sheets. Blue lights were reflecting on the top of the sheets and yellow at the bottom, giving it the fuzzy look of a distant beach on a clear day. It seemed to make the bed much brighter and more inviting. Kate knew she was smiling with anticipation of being photographed again and the feeling it gave her. Terry wasn't in the room, but Vance stepped forward to greet her. "So, to start with, I thought we'd have you on the bed as though deep in thought. Then, once the other models get here, we'll pose you on the bed together. I'd like to show how devoted the man is to the main character while she is torn between staying and leaving. I think with you turned slightly away, it would show the devotion isn't completely returned." Kate was frowning. "Another model?" "Yeah, in a towel. We talked about this," he said with a sharp glance to Anna. Anna took the cue and piped in. "Did you get Marco? He's my favorite, and I would definitely buy the book if he was on the front with Kate." She turned to Kate with a smile. "He's very hot, in a dark-haired and rugged way, like a firefighter or a mountain rescue kind of guy with the prettiest blue eyes." She giggled. "Remember when he did the cologne shoot with that bimbo and she kept trying to grab his crotch? After he moved her hand away the third time he scolded her like a father with a little kid. She didn't know whether to cry or pout he was so stern." Vance was chuckling. "Yeah, it's Marco. He's just on his way now, so we should start now if we want solo shots." Anna helped Kate remove the robe and Vance gestured toward the bed. "Just lay down on your side, but lift up on your hands so you can look off in the distance, like you're waiting for your lover to come back. Anna, get the studio lights." Kate felt warm as she climbed onto the bed. The excitement of being photographed was starting to build and she could feel moisture collecting inside. The cool sheets felt electric as she brushed her bare thighs and abdomen across them. The lights in the studio turned off, leaving her blind to anything beyond the ring of stage lights surrounding her. They were bright and warm, and made it feel like the canvas sheets were really the walls of a cozy bedroom. She rolled over to face the blinding stage lights where she thought Vance was standing. --- Tina zoomed the security camera in close so that Kate's shaved pussy filled the screen. The little suit bottoms didn't have any fabric at all. The strings were just an open frame around the reddened puffy lips of the woman's sex. "Fuck! I love that little patch of fur she leaves up above," Terry whispered hotly behind her. Tina was smiling when she nodded at the screen. "I think I may start leaving a little now too. Maybe not up so high though." "Are you kidding? It's hot because it's so high! Here's this beautiful bare pussy with the whole clit and an inch above it exposed, and then the little patch of hair. It's like a little texture thing, the perfect accent to go with her cunt." Tina zoomed out to capture her whole body in frame. "Does she know the suit doesn't cover anything?" she asked. "Nope. Anna and I timed it perfectly. I watched from the door while she put it on her. Kate had her eyes closed pretty much the whole time." "So, the second dose you gave her is working?" "Oh, her engine's really starting to purr now," he promised. "Look how long her damn nipples are." Tina centered the camera on one breast and zoomed in. The strings of the swimsuit top dimpled the tanned skin. The clean untouched white of the skin inside the triangle of the strings was a strong contrast to the ruby red of her turgid nipple. He was right, Kate's nipples were really swollen! "Jesus," she whispered. "They look like they must hurt right now." Terry laughed. "That's the best thing about this stuff. It makes her nerves super-sensitive but it acts like a muscle relaxant. She's not feeling any pain, though if I need to give her any more she'll probably just pass out. Especially with the wine she's had." A light flashed on the panel in front of Tina and she looked down. She quickly switched the dial from four to one and saw three men come into the reception area. The one with the door key turned and locked it before they headed down the hall. "Good," Terry said. "Marco and his friends are just what she needs now." "Have you started the hidden videos?" "They've been on since she signed the form this afternoon. They'll record for eight hours straight." He glanced down at his watch and saw that it was 6:45. "Figure we'll have her out of here in three or four hours. The drug only lasts for a couple, so we'll have to see how it goes once it clears out of her system." "You told them she has to be the aggressor right?" Tina's voice was scolding. "They know. They'll make sure the video will show how willing she is." --- Anna was almost drooling as the naked woman undulated on the bed in front of them. The twist of her abdomen showed ripples of toned muscle everytime she shifted, her long smooth legs flexed and bent with sexy grace, and her breasts! The crazy nipples on her were so long and red now that Anna was really tempted to just jump on her and bite at them. She knew the girl was in heat and could see the moisture between her legs everytime she spread them in her posing.