NOTE: Caution is advised reading this chapter. Some may find it disturbing. If pornographic pictures being taken of a 14 year old girl is offensive to you, skip this chapter and go on to the next.

Jane and Jill slept late the next morning. As Jane climbed out of the bed she felt the results of the night before. She was sore. The two dressed and went down for breakfast. Nike was already there eating along with his parents. Mike asked how Jane felt and she had replied fine. What was she supposed to say in front of everyone? After breakfast, the group dispersed and the three teens went down stairs.

"How do I feel? How do you think I feel! After what you did to me last night I'm sore, you bastard! Don't you ever do that again - at least not today..." Jane mused once there were no adults around. After all had a good laugh over the comment, they decided to all go to the mall. Mike was going over a friend's about mid afternoon but went with the girls for what time he had. Jane's mother would pick them up at the mall and drop Jill off on the way home.

The trio wandered around the mall window shopping. Passing a jewelry store, they stopped and looked at the display in the window. Mike commented on one of the men's rings there and the girls ooh'd and ahh'd over the diamonds. A short time later Mike left and Jane made a bee line back to the jewelry store will Jill tailing behind. Jane inquired about the ring Mike had commented about and found it was priced at $129. She had to get it for her boyfriend. She asked about John's phone number and Jill produced a piece of paper. She handed the paper to Jane warning her that John usually only used models about once a month so it would take three months to save that kind of money. Jane was disappointed with Jill's caution. Her patience was that of most typical teens - she wanted it now.

On Monday after school, Jane called John. "Hi John? This is Jane, Jill's friend..."

"Hi Jane. I remember you. Your pictures have started to sell. I may need more next week if you're interested." he replied.

"Oh, I was kinda hoping you could use some now," sighed Jane.

There was a pause. "Well, I could use some close ups... The pay would be more but I don't know if you'd want to do those..." John offered.

"What do you mean, close ups?" Jane asked.

"Instead of taking full body pictures, I take close pictures of just one body part," he explained. "If you're interested, I'll send a cab for you. You can see some of the pictures and decide. OK?"

Jane agreed to the offer and gave him an address for the cab. Fortunately her mother had gone out for the afternoon and no one was home. She quickly changed and remembering the instructions from the first time, left her bra off. Leaving a note that she was going over a friends, Jane left the house to meet the cab.

When she arrived at John's house, he gave her a photo album telling her it contained examples of the close up shots and also ones he called "fetish shots." Jane hadn't heard the tern before but didn't question it. She wasn't really interested it what the pictures were called.

She gasped as she opened the album. The first picture was a girl's nipple. Her jaw dropped as she turned the page. The picture was a close up of a girl's crotch! Jane had never dreamed pictures like this were taken. As she continued to turn the pages looking at the pictures, John explained he paid $100 for a set of five close ups.

She came to a divider and John said the rest were fetish pictured. Jane was horrified as she looked at pictures of piercing, objects being inserted into asses and pussies, and people looking like they were being tortured. Her face turned red.

"Those are all done with props," John explained. "It's kinda like trick photography. Take that one for example," as he pointed to a picture of a girl with what looked like a large pole in her ass. "The only thing actually going inside her is a small knob. The pole just looks like it's going in. If you want to do some like that, I'll give you $200."

The figure echoed in Jane's ears. That would give her the money she needed plus some. She couldn't see herself posing like that. Still... "How many pictures?"

"Five," John answered.

"No one will know it's me, right?"

"I won't take any of your face," John agreed.

Jane thought for a moment. "OK," she blurted before she allowed herself time to change her mind.

"Let's get started. Don't worry, it doesn't hurt. You probably won't feel anything. You can put your clothes over there. He handed her a tube. "Rub a little of this in your butt. It will make it easier."

Jane took off her clothes and took the cap off the tube. It looked like jelly. Fortunately John had left the room. It was bad enough having to put something like that in your butt but she could have never done it in front of anyone. Jane squeezed a dab onto her finger and reached around behind her to apply it. The jelly made her asshole very slippery and her finger seemed to slip in easily. She took a tissue, wiped her finger and waited for John.

John returned wheeling with what Jane thought looked like a transfusion bottle setup for blood. He explained it was for enemas. She was told to lay down on her side and curl up in a ball. John said that he was going to insert the tube a little ways into her ass. Posing nude had been fun for Jane but this wasn't fun. She jumped as the tube touched her asshole. Although it didn't hurt, as John had promised, the tube felt off in her ass. In her mind, Jane tried to concentrate on Mike and the ring. She heard the shutter of the camera click and was asked to get up on her hands and knees. As she did, John told her to open her legs. She blushed as she complied. He then instructed her to lower her head to the floor and rest it on her arms. She settled in to the requested position with her tube embedded ass high in the air. She wanted to die but the ring was only four pictures away. The shutter click made it three.

The next position was on her back. John lowered the tube so she could swing her legs over it. Jane was asked to open her legs as wide as she could and pull her knees as close as she could to her shoulders. Once in position, she could see the surreal image of her ass with the tube extending out from it. She could still feel the slight sensation of the tube but her mind had driven the present so far away from her it was like looking at someone else's ass. He told her to turn her head to the side to hide her face and took the third picture.

The tube was pulled from her ass and John left the room. Jane stood. She wanted to cry with humiliation but there was the ring. Only two more pictures and it was hers. Somehow she had to make it.

John came back and saw the pale girl standing. "Wanna take a little break?" he asked sensing her stress.

Jane shook her head. She just wanted to get her ordeal over with. John, realizing her state, suggested they end up with a few close ups. He would pay her the $200 for three close ups instead of two more fetish pictures if she wanted. Jane agreed feeling it might be easier. She was instructed to lie on her back and open her legs. The last three pictures would be taken in that position.

Jane was relieved to be off her feet. As embarrassing as it might be to have a camera between her legs, at least she would be lying down. She was told to spread her knees while pulling her feet up to her ass. The camera clicked and she was told to pull her knees to her shoulders, again with her legs spread. For the last picture, John instructed her to reach her fingers down and spread her pussy lips. She didn't think she could do it but she had to. Only one picture remained between her and the $200. She reached down and opened her pussy for the camera. "Wider," she was told. She shut her eyes tightly and spread the lips more.

The camera clicked off the final picture and she relaxed. She had done it. A sense of relief fell over her as John exclaimed, "All done! You can get dressed now." She didn't move. She laid there gathering her thoughts. The journey had been torture but she had succeeded. She started to smile thinking about how happy Mike would be when she gave him the ring. Her victorious feeling revived her and she stood up. She picked up her panties, hesitated, then tossed them into the waste basket. She decided not to wear any. She felt adventurous and daring. A smile came over her face as she pulled on her jeans and sweatshirt. No one else would know but she knew she didn't have any underwear on and the knowledge excited her.

John agreed to have the cab stop at the mall on the way to drop her off. She walked into the jewelry store and bought Mike's ring. What made the purchase even more special was the nudity she felt as the purchase was made. She almost wanted to tell the salesman how she was dressed.

She walked through the crowd and back out to the cab. A grin remained on her face knowing everyone had seen her nude. They didn't realize it though. Her nudity was hidden.