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     I am an 18 year old high school graduate.  I have long black
hair, blue eyes, and a figure that has gained a lot of attention
through my senior year.  The guys that I dated in school couldn't
keep their hands off of my 38 - D tits.  I was known as "Barbara
Bra Buster" by most of my classmates and I guess I've had at least
30 pairs of hands fondling my tits over the past year. I screwed
12 different guys, last year, some of them more than once. Every
guy I've fucked has squeezed, fondled, sucked, milked, jiggled, or
swung my firm knockers the entire time he was pumping my pussy. Some
of the guys have had cock's smaller than average and a couple had
schlongs like a horse, but no matter what size dick is pounding my
cunt, I can depend on my tits getting a real workout. I've even sucked
off a guy's father, who caught us screwing in the back seat of his car!
While his son fucked me from behind, the father fucked my mouth and
weighed my tits in his palms - I loved it!  I've been called "The
Whore of Hamilton High", but I don't mind.  I fuck only the guy's I
want and I piss off my girl friends for being able to do it!

     I've been a sales assistant at one of the city's swimwear
shops for 3 months now, and would like to share some of the
wild experiences I've had.  Most of our customers are women, but
occasionally we will get a man in the shop who is looking for 
something for a wife or girl friend.

    On one particular day I was hanging out merchandise when a tall,
handsome man, fortyish,  walked up behind me and asked if I could give
him some help.  I asked what he was looking for and he replied that his
wife was in need of a new suit and he wanted to surprise her with
something.  I asked if he knew what type of suit his wife was interested
in and he just shook his head.  I showed the gentleman some of our one
piece outfits and he said that he wanted something a little more revealing.
He explained that his wife was younger than he and that she had a very
shapely figure.  I asked the man what his wife's measurements were and he
said he thought they were 38-24-36.  I then asked, without expression, what
her bra cup size was.  The man stared at me for an instant and then said
that he didn't know.  I was a little surprised that the man didn't know
his wife's bra size,  but I thought for a moment on how I might determine
the correct size top for her.  I bluntly asked,  "Well, are her breasts
larger or smaller than mine?"  The gentleman blushed and cleared his throat
before answering, "Well, as a matter of fact, I'd say her figure is very
close to yours."  I said, "Good! Now we know we are looking for a suit
with a 38-D top and 36 bottom."  The man told me he had seen a model in
the store window that he thought was really nice.  He pointed out a white
thong outfit that didn't leave much to the imagination.  I asked him if he 
was sure about that particular suit and he said that he really thought his
wife would look fantastic in it.  I found the size that he needed, my size,
and proceeded to the sales counter.  Just as I was about to ring up the
sale the man asked me, with a definite look of embarrassment, if I would
object to modeling the suit for him before he bought it.  I told him that
the store policy was against that sort of thing, but I would make an
exception for him.

     I told the man to follow me back to the dressing rooms and to wait
while I changed into the tiny swim suit.  I pulled the curtains of the
dressing room closed and removed my skirt, blouse and underclothes. As
I picked up the suit, to put it on,  I said to myself, "This ain't going
to be as easy as I thought."  Like I said, the suit was a thong which
exposed my entire ass except for a narrow strip of cloth that ran from
the waist, down the crack of my ass, between my legs, and back up to the
waist in the front.  The top part of the suit split into two parts just
above my pubic hair and ran up to barely cover my nipples, those two
pieces of fabric then acted as straps and continued over my shoulders
and back down to the waist.  I've never owned a swim suit like this one
and really wasn't prepared to wear it.  You see, to wear a suit like this
I'd have to shave my pussy on both sides so the the hair wouldn't show.
Well, I spent several minutes tucking my cunt hair beneath the thin
strip of cloth between my legs.  I had to spend several more minutes
stretching the material over my 38-D tits.  When I thought I had covered
as much as I was going to be able to do, I opened the curtains and asked
the customer what he thought.

    The feel of the suit against my naked cunt and tits was making feel
very sexy and I slowly turned for the silent gentleman.  His eyes were
wide and his mouth was hung open as he watched me.  I couldn't help
but notice a distinct bulge growing in his trousers as I modeled for 
the man.  After I had turned around twice, I asked again, "Well, how about
it? What do you think?"  The man could only only make an approving nod
with his head as he fixed his gaze on my crotch.  I said, "Oh, I guess
you noticed that some hair is showing.  Your wife will probably have to
shave herself in order to prevent that."  The stunned man finally said,
"Oh, No! I didn't mean to stare. It's just that you look so lovely in that
suit!"  I thanked him and then threw all caution to the wind and asked,
"Would you like to see what it looks like from behind when I bend over?"
The customers mouth fell open and he shook his head to answer "yes."
I turned my back to him, inched my feet apart, and bent over at the
waist.  I felt my tits straining at the thin material holding them.
I slowly ran my hands over the cheeks of my bare ass and looked back
at my customer.  Then I pulled at some of the strands of hair sticking
out from between my legs and asked, "See what I mean about having to
shave?"  I pulled out tufts of black, curly, cunt hair from both sides
of the suit and then stood back up.  As I turned back around, I noticed
the man had a raging hardon pressing at the front of his pants.  I bent
over at the waist again, facing him, and said, "Your wife will have to
be careful when bending like this."  Then I shook my heavy tits and they
popped free from the sides of the suit.  I said, "See, her tits will fall
out just like this if she's not careful!"

     I stayed in that position,  with my tits swaying beneath me, and
looked up to the eyes of my customer.  I asked him, "Well, is this suit
what you were looking for?"  He stammered and said, "You ... You ... are
so God Damn beautiful!  I can't believe the way your tits swing like that.
And that cunt hair, sticking out from between your legs, it drives me 
crazy!"  Finally, I straightened up and motioned for him to join me in
the dressing room.  I closed the curtains behind us and proceeded to unzip
the man's pants.  Once I had his huge, stiff cock in my hands, I took him
in my mouth and began slowly bobbing my head up and down.  He was moaning
as I expertly sucked him in slow, rhythmic motions.  He said he couldn't
take much more so I turned my back to him and knelt on the changing seat
with my ass to him.  He stuck two fingers between the suit fabric and my
cunt and pulled the material to one side.  I felt him push the head of his
saliva covered dick into my wet cunt.  I told him to fuck me and that I
wanted him to shoot his hot load deep in me.  The huge cock began sliding
in and out of me with faster and deeper thrusts.  I was having one glorious
orgasm after another as the man's cock fucked me silly.  He was squeezing
my dangling milkers and slapping them together with each plunge into my
burning twat.  He finally moaned and spurted his cum deep in me as I muffled
a scream into my clothes hanging on the wall.

    When the spent cock was dragged from my cunt, the customer wiped the
slime off his dick and I changed back into my clothes.  He thanked me for
modeling the suit and assured me that he would recommend the shop to all
his friends.  I told him if all his friends were as nice as he was, they
would surely walk away as "satisfied customers" too!

    Over the next 6 weeks I "modeled" suits for some 24 customers, all
friends of that first guy.  I started my own store policy of asking the
customer I modeled for to buy one or more suits depending on the service
they received.  My policy goes like this: 1 suit for a hand-job while my
tits get fondled, 2 suits for a tit fuck, 3 suits will get your cock sucked
until you cum in my mouth, and for the purchase of 4 or more swim suits,
you can fuck me any way you want until you cum anywhere you want.  So far,
I've had nothing but satisfied customers.  I've even had repeat business from
several men.  My sales have been so good, that I've asked for a hike on my
commission from my boss three different times and got it each time! Of course
I had to demonstrate my sales technique to the boss each time I asked for
an increase.  It's a good thing by commission increases weren't as small as
by boss's prick!  His cock is only about 4" long and as big around as a hot
dog, but I moan and groan the entire time he is fucking me, just to make him
feel good. I can take his entire dick in my mouth without taking any of it
down my throat, but after he shoots his cum, I swallow it and tell him that
he has the best cock I've ever sucked. - What a schmuck!

    Well, I've got to go now. I see another customer looking at the bikinis
and I'll probably be asked to model one for him.  Gee, I hope he wants to
buy at least 4 suits! Wow! With the way this guy looks, maybe I'll change
my policy and let him fuck me for the price of a hand-job!


      ***** bye ******, she 
protested and began to get up.
	"Mr. Snyder, will be very disappointed to hear that 
you didn't want to cooperate with me and you know what 
that means", he said, solemnly.
	Andrea knew she was entrapped.  She would have 
to submit to this pornographic adventure or out of her 
apartment she would go.  She sat back down in the chair.  
She waited for a few seconds and then, with a sigh of 
resignation,  reached down with her hands and grasped the 
bottom of her black evening gown.  
	Slowly, she lifted her dress up, past her knees to 
the middle of her svelt thighs and stopped.  Andrea looked 
down at her newly exposed legs and shuddered at the 
thought of what was to follow this modest exposure.
	"You have beautifully tan legs, Miss Smith.  So 
nice and long and smooth, but I want you to show me more.  
If you would please, pull your dress up the rest of the way, 
above your waist.  I want to see what kind of panties you're 
wearing."  
	Andrea slowly inched her dress up.  Little by little, 
her petite panties came into view.  They were plain white 
cotton.  A few of her light blonde pubic hairs peeked out 
from the sides, and her nether lips were clearly outlined 
through the cotton crotch.  A rush of embarrassment 
travelled through her body.
	"You're being much too modest, Miss Smith.  As a 
beautiful, young lady, you should enjoy showing off your 
body.  Most men would pay dearly to see a young girl like 
you in the nude.  Because you're so far in debt, I'm going to 
get to see you naked for free.  Now, if you would please, 
Miss Smith, lift your dress as high up as you can, up above 
your waist", he said.
	Soon, Andrea's beautiful gown was gathered up 
around her waist, showing off her long, tan thighs and her 
panty covered loins.  Andrea kept her thighs pressed tightly 
together, but she could not hide the front of her panties.  
She heard him start clicking away with his camera, 
photographing her in this compromising position.  
	Andrea couldn't believe what she was doing.  
Wasn't it against the law to photograph a teen-aged girl like 
this?  She began to wonder whether this was worth the rent 
she owed.  But, what could she do?  Nothing, but cooperate 
with his obscene desires and submit to his demands, 
completely.
	"White cotton panties.  Just what a nice, young 
girl should wear.  But they look too small for you; your 
pubic hair is sticking out around the sides.  Do you have 
much pubic hair on your vulva, Miss Smith?  At your 
young age,  I bet you don't.  I guess that you teenage girls 
don't have much to cover your genitals with.  Do you want 
to show me yours, Miss Smith?  No?  Well you must if you 
want your bill paid off.  
	"Now, Miss Smith, I want you to take your panties 
and pull them down to your ankles, but leave them there."
  	His saying the words "take your panties and pull 
them down" shocked Andrea into realizing that she was 
really going to have to expose her most intimate area, her 
genitals to this man.  She thought about refusing, but she 
knew she couldn't.  She cringed in total embarrassment at 
the thought just of exposing her genitalia for him to see, but  
for some strange man to photograph them was a completely 
mortifying thought.  She hesitated for a moment, but 
solemnly resigned herself to her forced disrobing.  
	Andrea reluctantly grasped the elastic sides of her 
small panties and slowly eased them down off of her 
narrow hips, and slipped them down her long legs to her 
ankles, leaving herself completely naked below the waist.  
	Andrea sat back and looked fearfully into the 
blinding lights.  She knew she had passed the point of no 
return.  Her dress remained up around her waist, which 
only made her look all the more vulnerable.  She kept her 
slim, tan thighs pressed tightly together, trying desperately 
to hide her vulva, but a tiny patch of her light, blonde pubic 
hair and the top of her vulval slit were clearly visible at the 
base of her pubic mound, which rose above her flat 
abdomen.  From her tan lines, it was obvious that when she 
sunbathed, she wore a small string bikini that barely 
covered her pubis.
	"I see from your tan that you sunbathe in really 
small bikini bottoms.  You must be very attractive in it 
when you're at the beach. You're doing very well, Miss 
Smith.  Most of my models are protesting by this point.  I 
guess nudity doesn't suit them.  But this is where your fun 
really starts.   
	"Now.......I want you to spread your legs apart and 
let me see your pussy."  
	Andrea was suddenly jolted into complete 
awareness by his request.  She stared down at her exposed 
pubic mound below the gathered folds of her black dress.  
Her pubis rose gracefully to a pubic hair tufted prominence 
at the union of her long, slim legs.  She saw her tan, naked 
hips and abdomen, framing her partially concealed, white 
vulva and finally realized that she was going to have to 
openly expose the most intimate, personal part of her body, 
for this man to take pictures of.  Only her gynecologist had 
seen her genitals before this ordeal, and those few times 
were deeply embarassing.  And he was a doctor!  This man 
was only a photographer.  
   Andrea was taught as a little girl that a woman's most 
intimate body area was her genitalia, to be kept covered and 
hidden from sight, not to be shown to anyone, and never 
openly displayed or exposed in a manner such as she was 
being forced to do.  She was too young and innocent for 
this, she thought.  Humiliation flooded through her mind 
and she thought about refusing, but knew she couldn't.  
	Andrea gathered up all of her nerve and slowly 
began to spread apart her lean legs and reveal her genitals 
to the phototgrapher's pornographic lens.  
	Ever so slowly, her juvenile vulva came into his 
view, as her legs slipped apart from their tight closure. The 
bright lights illuminated the entire area between her legs.  
Her naked pubis evolved into a petite, perpendicular crack, 
framed between her two fleshy vulval lips.   
	Andrea's curved pubic mound was barely covered 
with light blonde pubic hair, and her outer vulval lips were 
smooth and plump, curving inward to meet in the smooth, 
dark crack which formed the introduction into her inner 
sexual cavity.  
	In most older blonde women, their outer vulval 
lips were colored a light brown toward their outer edges, 
but because Andrea was only 17 years old, her young labia 
were completely colored a pink fleshtone along their entire 
length. 
	It was obvious from her embarrassed reaction that 
she had never exposed her genitals like this before.  Her 
face blushed with embarrassment as she heard him starting 
to take pictures of her exposed vulva.
	She put her hands over her face in shame.
	"I knew it.  Your pussy lips are as smooth as a 
baby's bottom.  You must be a virgin.  I can tell because 
your outer vulval lips don't open up and reveal your inner 
lips when you spread your legs apart.  We'll soon fix that.  
	"Spread your legs apart wider, Miss Smith, as 
wide as you can."
	Andrea spread her legs apart as wide as she could 
while still sitting in the chair, forming a broad, open V 
with her thighs, her shins pointing straight down, 
completely exposing her youthful genitals for his visual 
examination.  Her outer vulval lips evolved into a virginal 
pink color, very puffy and smooth, but her inner lips 
remained tightly concealed beneath them, hidden from his 
obscene gaze.  
	Andrea sat there in stunned speechlessness, with 
her dress gathered up around her hips, stark naked below 
the waist, her legs spread wide open in the most seductive 
position possible, exposing her most intimate flesh for some 
strange man to inspect and scrutinize at his pleasure.  
	The little dignity that she had left vanished into 
the bright lights.  She had never felt so helpless and 
exposed in all of her life.
	"That's good.  Now stay like that.  You have very 
photogenic genitals, Miss Smith.  I'm pleased that you don't 
have much pubic hair.  It would only hide the juvenile 
femininity of your young vulva.  The light, pink color of 
your pussy lips will come out looking great on film.  This is 
working out very well."
	  He took several pictures of her in this alluring 
position.  She felt like a victim of visual rape with his eyes 
probing her exposed external genitals.  She closed her eyes 
and put her head back, wishing this were all a bad 
nightmare.
	"Now I want you to lean back, Miss Smith, and 
put your legs over the arms of the chair."
	Andrea began to whimper softly, and closed her 
eyes.  How much more is he going to make me do, she 
wondered.  
	She sat back, and lifted her knees up over each 
arm of the chair.  As she lifted her feet up off the floor, her 
panties fell off her black, high heels, landing at the feet of 
the chair.  She placed each of her knees on the arms of the 
chair and let her calves hang down each side.  
	Andrea's genitals spread open completely and her 
anus came into his view.  As her outer lips widened into a 
extended, fleshy cleft, her inner lips finally pulled slowly 
apart and yawned open and free from each other.  The pink 
wetness of her vulval interior glistened in the bright lights 
and her vaginal opening contracted involuntarily into a 
tight closure.  
	Andrea felt the cool studio air try to seep into her 
vaginal opening.  Her entire white, vulval area was framed 
by her golden tan ass cheeks and thighs.  
	She felt like a cheap whore, openly displaying her 
most intimate area, her genitals, like this.  Not even 
Andrea's gynecologist saw her in such a obscene position, 
with her dress pulled up around her waist, her legs splayed 
wide open across the arms of the chair and her sexual 
organs and orifices laying completely agape and totally 
exposed.  
	He moved in close and took several shots of her 
exposed, pink vestibule up close.  With each click of the 
camera, Andrea cringed in shame, knowing her genitals 
were being photographed. She felt like her genitals were 
being photographed for the section on female external 
genitalia in some gynecology textbook.
	"You have a beautiful pussy, Miss Smith.  Your 
outer lips are so ripe and full and your inner lips are so 
pink!  I bet your vagina is tight, isn't it?  I even think I see 
your hymen, darling.  
	"Tell me, have you ever shown your genitals to a 
man before?  Never?  I think I can say that you've never 
had pictures taken of them before, right?  Well let's not stop 
here! 
	"Take your fingers and spread apart your vulval 
lips for me.  I want to see deep up inside that virgin vagina 
of yours and get a few of shots of your inner genitalia."
	Andrea shuddered at the thought of having to use 
her very own hands to hold open and expose the inside her 
most intimate flesh for this man to photograph.  This was 
so crude and disgusting, but she had no choice.
	Andrea reluctantly reached down between her 
upward pointing thighs and with her fingers, gently 
grasped the plump folds of her smooth labia majora, slowly 
drew them fully apart, and cautiously exposed her 
untouched vaginal opening to him.  
	Her sex slit unfolded into a velvety, moist, crimson 
gash.  The inner surfaces of her labia were smooth and 
shiny, with a deeper pink than the outsides, and  her 
urethral opening finally unfolded into his view.  It was dark 
and pink and soft and it glistened in the bright lights.  He 
shot several more shots of the inside of her pink vestibule.
	Andrea held her vulval lips wide open for what 
seemed like an eternity, allowing him to stare into her 
intimate sexual interior.  They had never been spread so far 
open before.  He paused and marveled at the young woman 
before him.  She looked so sexy holding her genitals open 
like this for his inspection.  She was his slave. 
	"O.K., sweetheart, I've got enough photos of you 
with your legs opened and pussy lips spread apart.  Stand 
up and remove that lovely gown you have on.  I want to see 
what your breasts looks like."
	Andrea took her legs off of the arms of the chair 
and stood up.  Her dress remained up around her hips; she 
was naked from the waist down.  
	She reached behind and unzipped the back of her 
luxuriant gown down to her waist, and then pulled it up 
over her head and off.  She stood in front of him wearing 
nothing on but her bra.  She began to put her hands in front 
of her crotch to cover herself, but before she could, he 
issued further instructions to her.
	"Take your bra off, Miss Smith, but slowly."
	Andrea reached behind her back and unclasped 
her bra. She slowly pulled the rounded cups away from her 
breasts and slid the straps down her shoulders and off her 
arms.  She dropped her bra on the floor.  
	This left Andrea standing in front of him, 
completely naked, wearing nothing but her black high 
heels.  Andrea was tall for a 17 year-old girl and young 
body was just beginning to show the first signs of 
womanhood.  Her skin was smooth and soft.  Her hips had 
very little flair to them.  Her milky white breasts were large 
and conical; her areolas were two large, puffy, pinkish 
nozzles that only teenage girls have and they stood out from 
her breasts, and  her nipples had begun to get hard from 
being exposed to the cool air of the studio.  Her dark tan 
made her white breasts stand out all the more.  The curves 
of her narrow pelvis were made all the more striking by her 
white bikini bottom tan lines. The furrow of her labial lips 
was still visible as she stood there waiting for his next 
command.
	Although she could not see him from behind the 
spotlights, she could feel his eyes roaming over her naked 
form.  Her hands unconsciously moved in front of her bare 
pubis.  She shook when she realized this because he had 
already viewed her genitals in minute detail. 
	Andrea stood totally naked in front of him for 
several minutes.  She heard him take several shots of her 
and then there was a long silence.  The feeling she was 
experiencing was beyond her ability to comprehend.  Her 
naked body was being studied and scrutinized from beyond 
the luminous veil by some man she had never met before. 
The longer she stood there in the intense silence, the more 
frightened and humiliated she became.  She wondered what 
obscene things she was going to be forced to do next. 
Finally he spoke. 	
	"There's nothing like a teen-age girl's body; so 
young and innocent yet ready for her first sexual encounter.  
Why don't you let your hair down.  It looks too formal when 
you're standing there in the nude."    
	Andrea reached up to the top of her head and 
undid the bun that was holding her hair in place.  Her long 
blonde hair cascaded down around her shoulders and back.
	
	"Now I want you to pinch your nipples with your 
fingers, Miss Smith, and make them hard.  I want a couple 
of shots with them erect."
	Andrea slowly brought her hands to her breasts 
and began to roll her soft, pink areolas between her thumb 
and forefinger.  The fleshy tips of her nipples quickly grew 
rigid and stood out proudly from her breasts, which also 
swelled from the attention she was giving them.  Her 
smooth areolas became wrinkled and pinker colored.
  	"Excellent.  Now spread your feet apart, Miss 
Smith.  I can't get a good shot of your vulva with your legs 
together.  That's good.  Now reach down and spread your 
vulva open for me.  I want to see  your inner lips hang out 
loose."
	Andrea moved her feet apart and dropped her 
hands from engorged breasts and put them on her outer 
labia and pulled them apart, letting her petite, inner lips 
hang free from her pussy.  She felt the cool air on their 
damp, musky skin.  
	Andrea had never experienced such humiliation 
before, prying her intimate sex open in this perverse 
physical exhibition.  In the background, she heard the whir 
of his camera's motor drive as he continued to 
photographically rape her stark naked body.
	"That's good.  Now, turn around.  I want to 
photograph your rear end."
	Andrea slowly turned around and showed him her 
ass.  It was small and muscular with a white triangle 
surrounding the crack of her ass, clearly outlined by her 
dark tan.
	"Bend over, Miss Smith, spread your legs wide 
apart and grab ahold of your ankles."
	Andrea moved her feet far apart until they were in 
a wide inverted V.  She glanced over her shoulder, 
straining to find his form from the direction of his voice, 
but the blinding lights hid him from her view.  Andrea felt 
like she was exhibiting herself, as if she were for sale in 
some sexual meat market.  She turned back around, slowly 
bent over and grasped her ankles, trying to keep her 
balance in the process.  Her ass pointed invitingly outward 
as the clefts of her ass cheeks opened up for him.  This gave 
the photographer a clear view of her outer labia, but her 
anus was still hidden in the depths of her tight ass cheeks.  
Her inner lips were beginning to peer from between her 
outer labia, which only made the photographer want to see 
more.
	"Let's see what your young, little asshole looks like 
from behind.  Reach back and hold your ass cheeks apart 
for me.  I've never photographed the asshole of a 17 year-
old girl before, so you're going to show me yours so that I 
can."
	She reached back, and with each hand, spread her 
ass cheeks apart.  Her anal opening was a small, wrinkled 
hole, pink in color, buried deep in the crevice of her small 
ass.  He zoomed in on her anus and took several more 
shots.
	"I'll bet you're tight in there, Miss Smith, aren't 
you?  Do you like showing me your genitals?
	"What do you think?  You think I like being forced 
to strip and expose my private parts like this?  I hate it!", 
she sobbed.   
	"Well, maybe if you show me more, you'll learn to 
like it.  Spread your pussy lips open for me, again.   I want 
to see what your insides look like from behind."
	She released her grip on her tight cheeks and 
reached around further, manually unfolding her moist 
pussy lips for him to inspect.  Her inner lips yawned wide 
open and her vaginal and urethral opening came into view.  
Andrea heard a rushing sound as the cool air flowed up into 
her dilated vagina.  He could clearly see up into her tight, 
vagina with her bent over in this position.  It was pink and 
rippled with moist, muscular ridges that glistened in the 
bright lights.  
	He took dozens of pictures of the inside of her 
vagina.  
	She felt like a piece of meat being photographed 
for sale.  She was getting lightheaded from bending over in 
this position for so long.  All through the ordeal, she could 
hear the sound of his camera obscenely clicking away, 
forever recording the images of her inner sexual organs.


Andrea Is Forced To Lie Naked and Spread   Eagle On The 
Gynecologist's Examination  Table    

	"O.K., Miss Smith, let's change the theme of the 
photo shoot a little bit."
	"Oh great!  What are you going to have me do 
now?", she asked fearfully.
	"You are going to be photographed while you are 
being given a pelvic examination by your "gynecologist" 
this evening.  I'll be the doctor, Miss Smith, and you're 
going to be my patient."
	A chill went down Andrea's naked spine.  She saw 
the gynecological examination table out of the corner of her 
left eye, and knew exactly what he was going to do to her.  
He was going to give her a female pelvic examination while 
she was in the nude and photograph the whole humiliating 
procedure for anybody to see.  She stood up and turned 
around with a look of shear terror in her eyes, as she stared 
at the table.
	"Go over and climb up on that examination table", 
he said.
	"Now wait just a minute!  This has gone too far 
already.  You've got enough pictures of me.  You're not 
going to get me on that table in the nude, let alone take any 
pictures of me up there.", she protested.
	"I know young girls hate going for their annual 
gynecological examinations.  That's what I want to capture 
on film: your vulnerability and fear, lying naked on the 
examination table with your genitalia fully exposed; the 
fearful submission, the total humiliation a young girl 
experiences when she is laying stark naked, spread eagle, 
and with her genitals totally layed bare on the examination 
table.  That's what I want to see: The very essence of a 
young girl's deepest fears and the most demeaning 
experience she can have.", he said.
	"At least when I went to my own gynecologist, I 
got a sheet to cover up myself with.  This is embarrassing 
as hell doing this completely naked!", she screamed.
	"I know it is.  That's what I want you to 
experience: complete humiliation.  Now get up on the table, 
that is if you don't want to be evicted."
	Andrea sighed heavily and slinked cautiously over 
to the table, while trying to conceal what she could of her 
exposed, naked body.  When she reached the table, Andrea 
scanned at the cold leather surface, her eyes stopping 
suddenly on the metal stirrups that extended from the end.  
	Andrea knew what the examination table and 
stirrups represented to a woman: the absolute physical 
openness and complete vulnerability of her most intimate 
flesh, her genitals.  	Gynecological stirrups restrained 
a woman's feet and legs, and locked her naked body into a 
position of complete intimate exposure, perfect female 
helplessness, total feminine submission, and pure womanly 
humiliation, all in front of a man.  
	She hesitantly climbed up onto the edge and sat 
down, covering her crotch with her hands.  She couldn't see 
his face with all the lights, but she knew he was staring at 
her naked body.  
	"You know the procedure, Miss Smith.  Lay back 
on the table and put your feet in the stirrups.  But leave 
your high heels on.  They add to your sexiness."
	Andrea layed back and put her head against the 
table.  It was cold to her skin and caused her nipples to 
quickly grow rigid again.  She drew a deep breath and 
slowly she extended each of her high heels into the metal 
stirrups.  Her nervous breathing caused her conical breasts 
to rise and fall against her chest.  Even though her knees 
were still together, she could feel her labial lips poking out 
between the backs of her thighs.
	"Now move your pelvis down to the end of the 
table, Miss Smith.  Excellent."
	"Now, Miss Smith, I want you to slowly spread 
your legs open for me.  Slowly!  I want to get some good 
shots of your legs spreading apart and of your genitals 
unfolding and fanning out for me."
	Andrea closed her eyes and hesitantly slid her 
small ass to the end of the table.  She then hesitantly began 
to spread her knees apart from each other.  Slowly, her 
young, pink vulva, with its dark, mysterious vertical split, 
opened up to his view, as her legs moved into their 
intimately revealing, examination position.  They slowly 
locked open into a wide V, completely exposing her sexual 
organs to his debased desires and lusts.  The sight that he 
beheld was the most erotic thing he had ever seen.  
	Before him was a 17 year-old girl, lying 
completely naked on the gynecological examination table, 
with her legs spread completely apart.  With her body in 
this reclined posture and her legs at a right angle to each 
other, her adolescent genitals were totally exposed and 
displayed like she was the subject some obscene, 
gynecological procedure.  
	Her outer vulval lips had unfolded into a wide, 
revealing oval, displaying their smooth, pink inner 
surfaces; her inner vulva lips were two long, thin, fleshy 
folds of soft, pink skin, balanced in between her widely 
separated outer lips and slightly agape, with her petite 
clitoris, hidden by its soft, pink hood, mounted prominantly 
atop the crest of her inner lips, her vaginal orifice nested at 
the bottom, where her inner lips met again.  Her rectum 
peaked out from between her ass cheeks.  
	She heard his camera clicking away, 
photographing her naked body in this, the most humiliating 
position a woman could be in.  Her head reeled from the 
humiliation of the setting, and the indignity of her naked 
body's stark exposure .
	"That's very good, Miss Smith.  You're being an 
excellent patient, but you will need to shave off all of your 
pubic hair so that I can perform a thorough pelvic 
examination on you.   I know you don't have much pubic 
hair, but it still has to be removed.  Pick up the shaving 
cream and put some on your mound for me."
	Andrea picked up the can and squirted some of the 
white foam into her hand.  She reached down between her 
legs and spread it onto her mound, mixing it into the few 
curls of pubic hair that she had.
	"Pick up the razor and shave yourself."
	Andrea grasped the razor handle and held her 
breath as she brought it between her legs.  She began to 
draw the sharp razor across her mound in short strokes, 
removing what little pubic hair she had and leaving behind 
smooth patches of silky, white skin with each pass. Soon 
her vulva was smooth all over.  The white color of her 
mound melted into a light pink tone as her lips met at the 
top of her rounded pubis.
	"Take the towel and wipe yourself off.  Now put 
some oil on to finish the job."
	Andrea rubbed the towel over her vulva and 
removed the extra shaving cream. She then poured some 
baby oil into the palm of her hand and rubbed it onto her 
smooth vulva. The little cover that her pubic hair had 
provided was gone and her entire genital area was starkly 
exposed for his obscene visual inspection.  Her vulva 
looked like it belonged to a 12 year old girl.
	"Now that you're all clean outside, I want you to 
use a douche on yourself.  I want to make sure that your 
vagina is nice and clean for this next group of shots."
	"You've got to be kidding!  You want me to give 
myself a douche right in front of you?"she said fearfully.
	"That's right."
	 Andrea cringed with dread as she reached over 
and lifted the douche nozzle off the table.  It was the old 
type with a rubber bag on the end.  Andrea brought the 
nozzle down to her labia and stopped for a moment.  She 
looked up, but could not see him through all of the lights.  
She looked back down and resigned herself to the sordid 
endeavor.  With her left hand, she spread the bottom of her 
vulva open.  He watched anxiously as Andrea placed the tip 
into her vaginal opening and began to insert the plastic 
tube into her vagina.  It slowly disappeared up into her 
vaginal vault with little resistance.  She gasped softly as it 
reached her cervix.
	"Open the valve."
	Andrea removed her hand from the noozle and 
reached over to the clip on the rubber hose and released it .  
The fluid flowed down the tube and into Andrea's vagina.  
Her eyes grew wide as the cold solution flooded into her 
abdomem and filled her vagina.  It quickly began flowing 
from her vaginal opening out onto the table.  It ran down 
onto the floor, leaving a wet puddle.  Andrea was 
humiliated.  She was in complete disbelief that she had to 
go through all of this just to pay off her debt.
	"That's excellent, Miss Smith.  You can remove 
the douche nozzle now."
	Andrea pulled the nozzle out of her vagina and 
dropped on the table in disgust.
	"I guess you're going to want me to use an enema 
on myself next!"she screamed.
	"You're very perceptive, Miss Smith. I want you to 
use the douche to do it though."
	Andrea reached down  and picked up the hideous 
implement again.  This time she brought the nozzle to her 
anus.  She began to push it into her rectum, but her 
sphincter resisted the intrusion.  Slowly, her pink rosebud 
began dilating to accept the plastic probe.  She cried out as 
she slid it deeper into her anal canal.  She finally reached 
the end of the nozzle.  Andrea released the clip once more 
and the cold fluid flowed up into her rectum.  This time 
though, much more of the fluid entered her body.  She 
cringed in pain as her bowels swelled with the slow 
expansion.  She cried out in agony as the last of the water 
passed into her inner cavity.  The grip of her sphincter 
around the nozzle was so tight that no liquid escaped her 
bloated pelvis.
	"Please!" she shrieked.  It's killing me!  Please!  
Let me take it out!"
	He shot several photos of her distended abdomen 
and bulging vulva.  He waited several more minutes.
	"O.K. You can remove the nozzle."
	Andrea quickly reached down and jerked the 
nozzle from her straining anus.  Andrea let out a guttural 
moan as a solid stream of water shot several feet out of her 
rectum and onto the already wet floor.  The flow continued 
for several seconds and then slowed to a trickle, running 
down the crack of her ass.
	"That's very good, Miss Smith.  Now I want you to 
pick up that vaginal speculum and slowly insert it up into 
your vagina.  I want to watch your labial lips expand out as 
you probe your own pussy."
	Andrea reached over to the table and grasped the 
implement.  It was cold and metallic.  She remembered 
what it felt like when her gynecologist inserted one into her 
vagina.  Now she being blackmailed into inserting one into 
her own vagina.  She brought the shiny, medical instrument 
between her legs and held her breath.  
	With one hand, Andrea unfolded and spread her 
glistening labial lips and exposed her vagina, and with the 
other, she brought the rounded ends of the vaginal 
speculum's blades up to her virginal orifice.  She took a 
deep breath and reluctantly began pushing the cold 
speculum up inside her vagina with her hand, as he 
watched the handle glide closer to her lips.  In it slid, 
opening up her warm, silky womanhood to its probing, 
packing it full with cold, metallic hardness.  She gasped 
audibly as the speculum's metal blades reached the top of  
her vagina.
	"Now open up the speculum, all the way. I want to 
see what your untouched cervix looks like inside.  I've 
never photographed  a cervix as young as yours before."
	Andrea reluctantly cranked the handle on the 
speculum wide open and removed her hands, leaving her 
vagina pried completely and grotesquely open for his 
intimate and obscene inspection. 
	He grabbed a bright spotlight and moved it in 
close to her splayed open vulva, brightly illuminating her 
vaginal interior and cervix.   Her vaginal walls were fleshy 
pink and they rippled with each movement of her pelvis.  
	Because her vagina was pried so wide open, her 
cervix was in clear view to him.  The sight of that shiny 
metal tube protruding out of her vagina, separating and 
spreading her labial lips so grotesquely apart was the very 
essence of humiliation, she fumed.  
	He began taking photographs of her speculum-
spread genitals, concentrating on her vaginal interior.  
Andrea was totally deggredated from the experience and 
layed there in complete silence, clenching her fists in 
anger.
	He left her like this for several minutes, admiring 
at great length, the unnatural and stark openess of her 
genitals.  
	The speculum started hanging down from her 
vaginal opening in a grotesque manner, causing her inner 
lips to fan out apart from each other even more.  A virgin 
girl with a speculum in her vagina is a thing of beauty, he 
thought to himself.
 	"It looks like you're getting aroused, Miss Smith, 
because your genitals are beginning to look very wet.   Have 
you ever massaged your genitalia and brought yourself to a 
climax before, Miss Smith?  No?  Well, I want you to play 
with your pussy in front of me, right now.  I've always 
wanted to see a virgin have an orgasm!  Remove the 
speculum and masturbate yourself."
	Andrea pulled out the speculum and dropped it on 
the floor, her vaginal lubrication dripping from it.  
	She hesitated but reached down between her legs 
and began to stroke her outer labia with her fingertips.  
	Andrea slowly worked her fingertips up and down 
her tender cleft, pressing her fingers inside as she worked 
her swollen slit for its hidden moisture.  Lubrication began 
seeping from her vagina, and it began to flow down the into 
the crack of her ass.  She heard him click away with his 
camera, but she could not see him with all the lights.
	"Pull your clitoral foreskin back, Miss Smith, rub 
the head of your clit for me."
	Andrea pulled back her clitoral foreskin and gently 
touched the head of her clitoris.  A sudden wave of pleasure 
coursed through her genitalia.  She began to slowly stroke 
her clitoral head. 
	She closed her eyes in shame.  
	The fleshy bulb at the end of Andrea's clitoris 
began to enlarge and react with each stroke of her 
fingertips.  As she caressed herself, her inner lips, turning 
red and swelling with sexual engorgement, began to 
involuntarily open themselves up and spread apart, 
exposing her complete vaginal hole.  Her hips began to 
rock and meet each stroke of her clitoral head.
	"Let me see you put your fingers up inside your 
vagina."
	She did as she was told.  Andrea hesitantly placed 
her index finger at the opening to her vagina.  She pressed 
the end of it inside and then pushed the entire length in.  
She gasped loudly as she felt her uterine cervix for the first 
time in her life.  She then inserted several more along side 
the first.  She slowly worked them in and out; her pussy 
made a slurping sound as she withdrew them each time.  
	She tried as hard as she could not to get excited, 
but she couldn't help herself.  Her pelvis was flooded with 
waves of pleasure and her vaginal muscles began to 
contract around her fingers.  She had never experienced 
such feelings with her pussy before.  The more excited she 
became, the more embarrassed and ashamed she felt.  
	This was the first time she had ever masturbated 
before and she was now doing it in front of a total stranger.  
For Andrea, it was the most completely dehumanizing 
experience she had ever had.
	"Take your fingers out, Miss Smith, and use the 
dildo on the table next to you.  I want you to fill your 
vagina up with that rubber penis."
	She pulled her fingers out of her vagina and 
picked up the dildo.  It was about a foot long and four 
inches in diameter. 
	 With her left hand, she spread her aroused vulval 
lips apart, and with her right, she started feeding the head 
of the massive dildo up into the opening of her hot, swollen 
vagina.  It slowly stretched open to accept the latex load.  
She inched the rubber cylinder up inside her pelvis slowly, 
gasping and moaning loudly, simultaneously with pain and 
pleasure, as it elongated and filled her violated 
womanhood.  
	Her eyes bulged out from her face and she let out a 
loud cry as end of the dildo reached the top of her cunt.  
She began to slowly work it in and out.  With each down 
stroke, it pulled her inner lips out away from her vulva and 
then pushed them back up inside her cunt with each inward 
thrust.  Her shaven cunt was stretched into an obscenely 
opened receptacle.
	With both of her hands locked tightly onto the 
base of the dildo, Andrea began to work the rubber cylinder 
in and out of her inflated vagina, faster and faster, her 
fanned out knees moving wildly around, her feet firmly 
locked in the stirrups.  She rocked her pelvis to meet each 
insertion and moaned louder and louder.
 	Try as she might, Andrea couldn't resist the 
penetrating stimulation any longer.  With one long, 
massive wave of pleasure surging through her pelvis, she 
climaxed intensly and threw her head back in animalistic 
ecstasy, moaning loudly.  It was the first orgasm she had 
ever had in her life. Her naked body spasmed obscenely as 
she clutched the dildo in her hands, thrusting it abusively 
into her swollen vagina several more times, trying to bring 
forth from her pelvis, one more spasm to vibrate down the 
length of her vagina.  
	Her virgin come juice flowed out from the bottom 
of her swollen labia and down her ass cheeks.  Her formerly 
petite, pink cunt lips were red and angry, swollen from the 
intense pumping they had just received, and her clitoral 
head stood out erect from under its taut hood, spasming out 
with pleasure.  Beads of sweat ran down her naked, tan 
body to her white pussy, and mixed with her vaginal juices 
as they reached the battered, interior of her spent cunt.  
	As she came down from her orgasm, regaining her 
composure, and realized where she was and what she had 
just done right in front of him, she felt like some sexual 
slave, completely used and ashamed.  
	She had just been photographed completely in the 
nude, masturbating and fucking herself with a dildo, by 
some total stranger.
	Andrea had never felt so embarrassed and 
ashamed in her life.
	"Now, get up on your hands and knees.  I want to 
see that virgin bunghole of yours, again."
	She did as she was told.  She rolled over and 
moved to the end of the table.  Her ass was pointed up into 
the air and her cunt was squeezed tightly between her legs.
	"Open your knees up and let me see your asshole."
	Her knees moved apart on the table and her pink 
asshole came into view.
	"Put your fingers up your butt, Miss Smith."
	She eased her fingers into her asshole one at a 
time.  She was extremely tight, but her sphincter muscle 
relaxed and she was able to insert them all the way in.
	"Now, Miss Smith, work them in and out, like a 
good little girl."
	She couldn't believe he was talking to her like this 
and she was doing exactly what he said.  He snapped away 
as she finger-fucked herself in the ass.  Her sphincter had 
relaxed into a soft, pliable opening from her probing.   He 
walked out from behind the lights and picked up the 
vaginal speculum. 
	"Spread open your pussy lips for me."
	She reached back and with her finger tips, 
separated her vulva for him.
	"Open your cunt wider!"
	She pulled her labial lips apart so far it hurt.  She 
then felt him force the cold speculum back up into her 
violated vagina.  With one motion, he filled her up with the 
metallic probe, opened it all the way, and began to violently 
thrust it in and out her plundered pussy, rubbing her 
vaginal walls raw.  
	He then took the dildo and forced it into her ass.  
Her asshole quickly expanded to accept its perverse load.  
He worked them both in and out painfully, as she move her 
hips violently in an attempt to evade this obscene, personal 
invasion.   He suddenly pulled the dildo out of her ass and 
quickly thrusted his erect penis into her violated anal 
opening.  
	"NO!!!", she screamed, but she was too late.  He 
thrust his cock all the way up into her hot, sweaty asshole 
in one motion, slapping his balls against her naked ass 
cheeks.  In and out, he worked his cock, stretching and 
tearing her young asshole while he fucked her pussy with 
the speculum.   
	He couldn't believe how tight her ass was which 
only made him thrust harder and faster.  His cock could feel 
the blades of the speculum through her anal canal walls, as 
the blades moved around inside her vagina as he pumped 
her anus.  He reached around and squeezed her breasts 
roughly as they swung freely and slapped against her body.  
	ANDREA was being raped in her ass to pay her 
rent.  
	Finally, with one great thrust, he came and 
emptied the scalding, liquid contents  of his bloated 
testicles up through his swollen manhood, deep into 
Andrea's tormented bowels.  
	Andrea felt his engorged penis repeatedly pump as 
it's hot load of semen gushed up inside her violated anal 
canal.  She felt her whole abdomen grow warm from the 
heat of his hideous load, as it slowly seeped deeper into her 
bowels. He stayed impaled into her asshole like this for a 
minute, and then withdrew his spent cock and roughly 
jerked the speculum out of her battered cunt.  Her anus 
remained in a wide "O", her rectal muscles spasming in 
pain, and her pussy oozed her vaginal come down her 
thigh.  His semen dripped from her  dilated asshole, and 
ran down into her upturned vagina, coating its ravished 
walls with his evil seed.
	"Consider the rent paid.  Oh, and look for yourself 
in the next issue of Wide Open Fuck magazine.  I'll bet I 
get  5000 bucks for this shoot!"
	"YOU BASTARD! YOU RAPED ME ! ! !" she 
screamed at the top of her lungs.
	"Hey!  You're still a virgin!" he laughed, as he 
wiped the come on his cock on her panties and threw them 
at her.
	She climbed down off of the table and gathered the 
rest her clothes together.  Both of her nether orifices 
throbbed with agony and his come ran down the inside of 
her thighs.   She could barely stand upright.  She turned 
and looked up at him.
	"Uh,...Sir?  Can you photograph me again 
sometime?"
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