************************************************************************ This is a copyrighted work. Copyright by Stuffin. Reposting or any other DISCLAIMER: Email to [email protected] Helping the Babysitter Become a Model Bob met his friend Jason in the parking lot of the high school. Jason was a reporter at the local paper and had come up with a reason to interview the high school principal when Bob told him his plan. Bob and Jason walked into the school together and waited at the reception desk to be shown back to the principal’s office. Bob couldn’t believe how many of the girls that were walking through the lobby would make perfect slaves. Even the receptionist would be worth bending over her desk and made to squeal in pleasure. Bob was brought out of his fantasy when the receptionist said that Principal Winters was ready to see them. Bob gathered his photography equipment and followed her back to the office, watching her swing her ass as she walked. Jason had done a little research trying to come up with an excuse to interview the principal when he found the perfect reason. He was the youngest principal in the state, this being only his second year in the position. As they were shown into the office, the receptionist told them that Principal Winters would be with them in about five minutes, having had to step out for a moment to deal with a student issue. It was a perfect opportunity for Bob to install the Universal Backdoor under the principal’s desk. He installed the box under the desk behind the drawers just like in the Wilson’s house while Jason kept a look out at the door. He was just finishing up when Jason motioned to him that someone was coming. Principal Winters entered the room and Bob was speechless. Jason smiled at him, knowing that his small joke had left Bob a little unprepared. Jason had told Bob that Principal Alex Winters was a man, which by the name was perfectly believable, but in fact she was a 28 year old, beautiful young woman who could almost have been mistaken for one of her students, especially since she was just barely over five feet tall. Bob got ahold of himself as Jason introduced him as his photographer. He reached over and shook her hand as he looked in her eyes. She was simply stunning. Alex Winters had straight, dark brown hair that she had pulled back in a ponytail and bright green eyes. She was wearing a smart suit jacket over a matching skirt that came down to her knees. Her suit was tailored enough for Bob to tell that she had a gymnast's body with toned legs and a full chest. Bob waited for Jason to finish his interview before he had Principal Winters pose around her office, taking more photos than he really needed. When he was done, Jason and Bob both thanked the principal and she walked them out to the front desk. Jason was telling Principal Winters that the interview would be published in the weekend addition when Bob put a startled look on his face and started searching through his bag. He looked at the principal and said “I’m sorry to interrupt, but I think I left one of my lenses sitting on your desk. Do you mind if I run back to grab it real quick?” “Go ahead, but be quick.” She turned back and resumed her conversation with Jason. As Bob got back to her office he closed the door behind him and looked around quickly. The door into the hallway had bookshelves on both sides. He knew that Principal Winters wouldn’t be able to reach the highest shelves without a ladder and most likely never needed anything from the top shelf. As he looked at them he found the perfect place to hide the small wireless camera that he had in his jacket pocket. The camera was an additional accessory for the Universal Backdoor that he had installed under the desk and would provide a video stream to his home servers of anything that happened in the office. He hadn’t thought he would need it when he believed that Principal Winters was a man. He placed the camera between two large books and then stood back making sure that it couldn’t be seen unless you knew exactly where it was. He was just stepping out of the office carrying the lens he had purposely left behind when Principal Winters came looking for him. “I was beginning to worry about you. Did you find your lens?” She asked as she walked him back to the lobby. “I did, I thought I had left it on your desk, but it had actually been on the floor under one of the chairs. It must have rolled under there when I picked up my bag. I’m sorry for any trouble, Principal Winters.” “Call me Alex, please. I’m an amateur photographer myself and I completely understand. I don’t think I would even be able to afford some of the lenses that you have.” “Okay Alex, call me Bob. I’ve been doing this a long time and the biggest investment I’ve made is in my equipment. But if you get the right jobs, you can make a decent income and can slowly improve your equipment.” Bob wasn’t talking about taking pictures for the local paper, but no reason she needed to know that. “It was nice to meet you Bob. Maybe sometime you could give me a quick photography lesson, if my schedule here at the school would ever allow it.” They had arrived back at the reception desk where Jason was waiting for them. Bob was surprised, but he actually thought that Alex was flirting with him. “Well, don’t let me keep you. You must be busy with all these kids running around. It was very nice to meet you Alex.” Bob reached over and shook her hand again. He was certain that she was flirting with him by the way she looked in his eyes and bit her lower lip. “Maybe I’ll take you up on giving you that lesson,” he said before turning to walk to the front door. Jason followed him out the door and asked, “Alex, huh? Didn’t take you very long to get on a first name basis with her. And what’s this about a lesson? You gonna teach her something? She looked like she wanted you to by the way she was biting her lip.” “You should have told me what to expect, Jason.” Bob wasn’t exactly pleased with his friends practical joke, but they had been friends for a long time and he should have expected it. Bob thought about Jason’s question. Maybe if he had a heads up on what to expect he might have had a plan for the sexy young principal, but as it was, he had been expecting to meet a young, most likely extremely nerdy man. “Nope, no plans for Mr. Alex Winters as of right now. Jack ass.” Bob smiled as he punched his friend on the shoulder as they walked down the steps in front of the school. Again he couldn’t believe the number of ripe young sluts that walked up those stairs every day. As they walked to the parking lot, Bob looked down the row of cars and saw another reason to smile. Robin Anderson, head cheerleader and rival to his slave Kristin was obviously locked out of her car. Bob motioned for Jason to keep going as he stopped at the end of Robin’s car. “Excuse me, miss. Do you need any help?” “I left my purse in the car and locked the doors. My keys and my cell phone are still in there. Can you call a locksmith for me?” She stood there, staring through the window at her purse, pulling up on the car door handle again, as if the door would magically be unlocked. This was the first chance that Bob had a chance to look at her close up and he was happy with what he saw. Robin was tall, over six foot with shoulder length strawberry blonde hair. Her legs were a sight to see and ran from the ground all the way up to heaven. She was wearing her cheerleading uniform and Bob had a nice view of the bottom half of her ass as she leaned over, looking through the car window. “I can do better than that. Give me just a second.” Bob walked back to his car and opened the trunk. He pulled out his slim jim and walked back to Robin’s car. “I can get it unlocked for you, if you would like.” “Oh god, thank you. You are a life saver.” Bob quickly slid the slim jim between the glass and the weather stripping and fished around for a few seconds before pulling it up, unlocking the car door. As he opened the door for her he said “You are lucky that you’ve got an older car, this wouldn’t work on anything newer with an electronic lock.” “Thank you. You saved my life. I wish there was something I could do for you.” “Actually, there might be” Bob said as he thought that this couldn’t have worked out more perfectly, “Have you ever modeled before? I’ve got a shoot this evening and my regular model isn’t available. I know this is short-notice and I completely understand if you say no but I really think you would be perfect for the shoot.” Robin stood there for a second, completely speechless. “I’ll do it,” she blurted out, so happy that she was finally going to get a chance to show up that stuffy bitch Kristin. “You don’t already have a modeling contract with another agency do you? I don’t want to poach their talent.” Bob already knew that she didn’t from the conversation he had with Kristin. “If the shoot goes well this evening, I might consider signing you as one of my new models, if your parents agree of course.” “No, I don’t. I’ve never modelled before.” She was practically jumping up and down with how excited she was. “That is hard to believe. Don’t take this the wrong way, but you are a beautiful young woman. I’d have thought that another agency would have scooped you up in a heartbeat.” Bob reached in his pocket and pulled out one of his cards. “Can you be at my studio this evening at 6:00pm?” Robin took the card and said “Of course. I’d be happy to work for you.” She had a date with David that night, but she would break it without a second thought to get a chance to be a model. “What should I wear, do I need to bring anything?” “Calm down. We kind of went about this the wrong way, I’m sorry.” He held out his hand to her, “Hi, I’m Bob Reynolds, and you are?” She took his hand and said “Oh, I’m sorry. My name is Robin Anderson. I’m just so excited. I’ve wanted to be a model for as long as I can remember.” She pumped his hand up and down, still too excited to control herself. “Well, be at that address tonight and you will get your chance. I hope to see you tonight.” He let go of her hand and started to walk away. He looked over his shoulder and saw that she had climbed into the car, leaning over to the passenger seat to grab her purse. He had a perfect view up her skirt as she bent over to reach the other seat. He couldn’t help but smile at his perfect luck. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Robin arrived at the studio fifteen minutes early. She had spent most of the afternoon arguing with David. They had been dating for only a couple of months, ever since Kristin broke up with him. She didn’t even like him that much, but had only started going out with him to make Kristin jealous. They had been arguing because they were finally going to go all the way that night. David had been pressuring her more and more, but she had been holding out. She knew that she used her body to get attention, but she was still a virgin. Her mother had gotten pregnant when she was eighteen, and Robin didn’t want that to happen to her. She was only going to have sex with David because he was most likely going to be prom king and she was afraid he was going to break up with her before prom, most likely ruining her chances to be prom queen. He was not happy when she had told him that she had to postpone their date for the next night. He had only calmed down when she agreed to give him a blowjob before she went to the modelling studio. When she entered the studio, she didn’t know where to look first. Glamorous photos of models in all types of settings covered the walls. She was standing in the middle of the room, turning to look at all the pictures when Bob entered the room. “I’m glad you were able to make it. My regular model came down with the flu and couldn’t do this shoot. I didn’t know what I was going to do until I ran into you this morning. Would you like anything to drink before we get started? I have water and soda.” “I’ll take a water if you don’t mind.” Bob reached in to the mini fridge behind the counter and pulled out the bottle of water that he had prepared for her. He handed her the bottle and said, “Come on back to the studio, we can get started as soon as you are ready.” He took her back to the studio, it was set with a green screen so he could digitally impose whatever background he wanted. “What are these pictures for?” She asked as she sipped on her water. “They are for a fashion catalog. They send me the clothes they want their models to wear and I take the pictures. They usually let me keep the clothes but I don’t really have a use for them. I usually let the model keep them so you can have them when we are through if you like them.” Bob showed her to the changing room where he had racks of clothes for her to wear for the fashion shoot. He closed the door as she began looking at the first outfit he wanted her to wear. Throughout the shoot, Bob kept the lights on a little higher than was really required, bringing the temperature up in the room. Bob had Robin wearing heavy coats, sweaters and even a ski jacket for a few minutes. He explained to her that this shoot was for their next winter catalog when she asked why she had to wear such heavy outfits. “I’m sorry that it’s so hot. I’ve got plenty of water if you want it. I don’t want you to get dehydrated.” --------------------------------------------------------------------------- It was getting pretty late and they had only gotten through about a third of the outfits that Bob needed to shoot. “I know it’s getting late, but I’ve still got a commitment to fill. Would you be able to come back tomorrow evening to finish up?” Bob knew she would. Even though they had been working for over five hours straight and she had been under the glaring lights the entire time except for when she was changing, he could tell that she was still enjoying herself as much at the end of the night as she had when they first started. Robin grabbed her fifth bottle of water and gulped it down before answering him. “Of course. I’ll do whatever you need me to.” She wasn’t even thinking about the fact that she had promised David that she would be with him the next night. “Good. Same time tomorrow?” If she came back the next night, he would have her for sure. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Robin entered the studio the next evening with black, puffy bags under her eyes. She had been arguing with David again, he just didn’t seem to understand that this was her dream. She had tried to tell him how she had always wanted to be a model and now it was happening but all he heard was they weren’t going to have sex again. She promised that she would spend the next night with him, but the last thing he said before he hung up on her was, “Right, I’ve heard that before.” She also hadn’t been able to sleep at all. She had gotten home, still pumped about the fact that she was finally noticed by a photographer. She had visions of walking down the catwalk in Paris and being flown all over the world so she wasn’t surprised when she couldn’t fall asleep. She tossed and turned until four in the morning when she finally got up and went in the kitchen to make a snack and so she wouldn’t wake up her sister. She finally fell asleep around 6:30 and got about thirty minutes of sleep before her mom was waking her up telling her she was going to be late for school. She was so exhausted all day long that she just wanted to go home and go to sleep, but she had promised Mr. Reynolds that she would be there that night. Bob looked at Robin as she came in and knew that his plan was progressing just like he had planned. “Are you okay? You don’t look so well.” “I’m okay. I just didn’t sleep very well last night.” I didn’t sleep at all she thought. Why did this have to happen to her. She finally gets a modelling job and now she looks like crap because she couldn’t sleep. “I’m sorry, Robin, but I don’t think you are in any shape to model for me tonight. I can do wonders with Photoshop, but those bags under your eyes might test my skills. Hold on for a second, I’ll be right back.” Bob went back to his office and grabbed the package he had picked up from Agent Calvin that afternoon. He brought it out and handed it to her. “Here, take this. I just bought it but I can get another one. It looks like you need it more than I do,” He said with a smile. He handed her the box and she looked down at it. It was a sound machine that would play white noise to help you go to sleep. “I can’t take this. I can get my own.” “Nonsense, I want you to go directly home and go to sleep. You have to make up for last night if you want to get rid of those bags by tomorrow night. Is it okay with you if we reschedule tonight's shoot for tomorrow night?” Robin had thought she was going to lose the chance to fulfill her dreams when Mr. Reynolds said she was in no shape to model for him. “Thank you so much, Mr. Reynolds. I don’t know what to say.” She was so grateful to him for the sound machine and for giving her another chance. “Just promise me you will go home and go to bed. And promise me you’ll use the sound machine.” “I will, I promise.” She thanked him again and he watched her leave as he smiled to himself. The drug he had put in her water the night before had disrupted her sleep cycle but should have worn off by the time she got home. She shouldn’t have any problems sleeping tonight, he just hoped she remembered her promise to use the sound machine. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- “I can’t fucking believe this.” David had never cursed at her before. “You’re just being a little fucking tease.” They were arguing again because she told him that she was breaking their date for the third night in a row. “I’m not going to talk to you if you are going to speak to me that way, David.” She had felt bad about cancelling on him again and had considered offering to give him another blowjob, but she was starting to get angry. “Go fuck yourself.” The call disconnected and she knew that he had hung up on her. She didn’t care, she was going to go inside Mr. Reynolds’ studio and make her dream come true. She had slept better the night before than she had in a long time. She didn’t know that it was mostly exhaustion that had made her pass out as soon as her head hit her pillow and nothing to do with the sound machine that was pumping subliminal messages into her brain. That night was straight out of one of her dreams. They had moved into the spring line and she didn’t have to sweat her ass off all night long. She wore lighter, sexier clothes and she was able to show off her body more, something she had always associated with being a model. At the end of the night, after Robin had changed back into her own clothes Bob asked her to wait a few minutes while he shut everything down in the studio. When he was done he asked her to come back to his office. “We never discussed your salary. I hope you think this is more than fair,” Bob said as he handed her an envelope. “I hope you don’t mind that it’s cash.” Robin looked in the envelope and saw that it was full of hundred dollar bills. “Oh god, thank you. I didn’t dream that I would make this much on my first photo shoot. You have no idea how much this will help.” She was so grateful that she had let down one of the walls that she had built over the last few years. She hated to let anyone know how poor her family was and she did her best to hide the fact. “Is there something wrong, are you doing okay financially?” Bob didn’t really care, but he wanted her to feel comfortable with him, and he was always looking for anything he could use against one of his potential toys. “No, no. Everything’s fine.” She was embarrassed, but Mr. Reynolds had only been nice to her and there was more money in that envelope than her mom had made in a month. “It’s just that my dad recently left my mom and things have been pretty tight. We had to move into a tiny apartment when my mom couldn’t find a job that paid enough to keep the house. This is really going to help.” She didn’t want to tell him that the apartment was so small that she had to share a bed with her sister while her mom slept on the couch but he had been so nice to her. She hoped that he might take pity on her and make her one of his permanent models. “We are hoping to get a bigger place soon. It sucks but our place is so small I have to share a room with my sister and my mom sleeps in the living room. I had to talk them both into letting me use the sound machine since they would have to listen to it too.” “I’m glad. I have more work for you if you are interested. Nothing until late next week, but it’s yours if you want it.” She jumped up and gave him a big hug. “Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you.” She couldn’t believe how lucky she was that she had locked her keys in her car that day at school. She imagined giving interviews on how she had been discovered and telling the story of how lucky she had been. As he walked her out to his car he casually asked, “I’m glad you’ve been using the sound machine. You looked much better today, no bags under your eyes.” “Me too, I slept better than I ever have before. My mom and my sister both mentioned how well they slept with it on as well.” “Good, keep it. You should use it every night if it’s going to help you sleep.” Bob just wanted to make sure that the programming had a chance to take hold before she came back the next week. “I’ll give you a call early next week to schedule your next shoot.” “I’ll keep using the sound machine, I promise. I’ll see you next week, Mr. Reynolds.” “I’ll see you then.” I’ll see much more of you than you’ll be willing to show, Bob thought. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- The next Friday, Bob had set up the studio for a special shoot. He had told Kristin to arrive early and had taken her to his office to wait. He told her that he would have a surprise for her if she could wait patiently. He considered pinching her nipples but he wanted to see how she would react to her present without being forced to be horny. ”I saw Brenda earlier this week. She had me watch Tye while she had a friend over for dinner. And you should hear what happened when I dropped him off.” Bob already knew what had happened. He had spoken to Brenda on the phone a few times that week, getting updates on her progress on the tasks he had assigned her. “I already heard from Brenda, but you can tell me about it later if you want.” Brenda had performed exactly as he wanted, and had even improvised by including Kristin. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- “Mom, it will only take a few minutes, I promise. Mr. Reynolds wants to meet you and Sara.” Robin was standing outside her mom’s car in the parking lot of the studio. She had made her mom promise to meet her there after receiving the phone call from Mr. Reynolds earlier that day asking if she could bring her family by the studio that evening before her shoot, wanting to talk to her family about her future as a model. “You saw how much money I made in just two days of work. We don’t want to piss him off, do we?” “Okay, okay. I just promised Sara that we would make popcorn and watch a movie tonight. We’ll come in for a few minutes, okay? Come on Sara.” Robin’s mother climbed out of the car and followed her daughter to the studio’s front door. She looked back at the car and had to call again, “Are you coming, sweetie?” Robin’s sister slowly climbed out of the car and joined them at the door. “Why do I have to go in? Why can’t I just stay in the car?” Robin and Sara couldn’t be more different and still be twins. Robin was outgoing and friendly, being the cheerleading captain and on the drill team. Sara didn’t make friends easily and preferred to stay at home and read books and watch tv. They both had strawberry blond hair, but Robin kept her hair shoulder length while Sara liked to cut her hair short, almost as short as a boys. Ms. Anderson always told herself that she had an introvert and extrovert and if you put them together you would have one normal child. Bob greeted them as they entered the studio. “It’s nice to finally meet you Ms. Anderson, Robin has told me a little bit about you but she didn’t tell me where she got her good looks.” Bob was pleased to see that Robin’s mother was just a more mature version of her daughter. She was tall and shapely with dark red hair. “Please, call me Amanda. And it is a pleasure to meet you as well. Robin has had nothing but good things to say about you.” “And you must be Sara. It’s very nice to meet you.” Bob held out his hand to Robin’s sister while he looked her up and down. He could tell that she was equally as beautiful as her sister and mother, but looked like she did her best to hide it. Sara timidly shook his hand but seemed too shy to make a reply. “I’m glad you could make it.” Bob said as he turned back to Robin’s mother, “Amanda, please let me know if I’m out of place here, but Robin told me that you are having a few financial difficulties. I think Robin has a good chance of becoming a professional model and I want to make sure she’s taken care of. She mentioned that you could all hear the sound machine that I gave her to help her sleep. I hope that it hasn’t been a bother and has hopefully helped you all sleep.” Bob wanted to make sure they had all been able to hear the subliminal messages before he took the next step in his plan. “We are doing ok. Things have been a little tight since the divorce, but we’ve been able to get by. And no, the sound machine hasn’t been a bother at all, in fact I think it has helped us all sleep. Isn’t that right Sara?” Sara nodded meekly, but still couldn’t find the courage to speak up. “Good. There’s just one more thing I wanted to say before I let you get on with your night.” Bob was a little nervous. He was taking a chance with the Andersons. The sound machine he had given to Robin should have implanted a key phrase in their subconscious, he just wished he had programmed a different trigger. He hadn’t been able to resist, but now that it was time, he was afraid that it wouldn’t work and his plan would backfire on him. If he had picked something more innocent, he might be able to play it off. He took a deep breath and said the key phrase, “You are my cum slut.” All three girls answered in unison, “Yes, master, I am your cum slut.” Bob had been holding his breath, ready to use the stun gun he had under his jacket, but now he relaxed and said, “It’s time to have some fun.” |