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Chapter 4
True to her word, Jackie phoned me a week later to say that her photography instructor had really liked the photos. In fact, “she” had suggested having a showing of them at the art gallery, and had also expressed an interest in working together on another project. Jackie had assured her the model (me) was available and eager to participate. In fact, a time had already been arranged to start “the work.” She would pick me up at the house at noon on Saturday to drive to the location.
As I was waiting in the living room, Marcie, Candice and Josie were all there, and seemed to know exactly what was going on when Jackie came in. It was a hot summers day and she was wearing just a t-shirt, very tight white shorts and sandals. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail. I wore shorts, t-shirt and sneakers. As we left, my roommates all came onto the porch to wave goodbye, smiling and smirking.
I got into the front passenger seat of the car, and we drove for around half an hour. I kept glancing over at Jackie’s bare, shaved legs, my penis involuntarily stirring with arousal. I tried to think of something else but could not. Jackie acted as though this was a perfectly normal situation and nothing was mentioned (yet) of our previous encounter.
Finally, after driving down some very deserted back roads, we pulled up to the driveway of an isolated house in the woods. No other dwelling was visible.
I got out of the car and waited for her to come round. A smile came across her face as she said that she’d really like to demonstrate to her professor what an enthusiastic participant I was.
“I want to present you to her naked, so that she can see how willing you really are. Strip now!”
I told her she must be crazy if she thought that I was going to get naked in the open air and expose myself to a total stranger. Looking annoyed, Jackie reached into her bag and showed me her phone. On it was a photograph of me, taken from the front, standing naked, holding my erection. My face was clearly visible.
“If you don’t want this sent to everyone at school, I think you’d better get a little more enthusiastic about this. I also have some others of you, which I’ve already sent to Candice, in some very strange positions.”
Resigned, I started to move towards the house, but she stopped me and told me again that I was to undress here, and leave my clothes in the car. I looked around in panic. There didn’t seem to be anyone else around, but it was so in the open air!
As Jackie watched, I stripped off my t-shirt and shorts. She allowed me to keep my sneakers as the ground was sort of rough. I stood before her, stripped it seemed, to my soul in the bright sunshine. My cock, to make things worse, was growing!
Putting her hands on her hips, she informed me: “By the way, I have told my Professor that you are doing this willingly, so don’t do anything to indicate otherwise.”
Telling me to follow, she started up the path to the house, about 30 yards away. Her bottom swayed tantalizingly before me in the tiny shorts and again my cock responded. As she rang the bell by the front door, I thought of the sight we made — a beautiful clothed woman standing beside a naked man, waiting to go into an unknown house.
A female voice from around the back of the house told us to come around the side to the yard. Again I followed as Jackie led.
Coming around the corner, I tried to keep Jackie between myself and the person on the deck, but as she stepped aside, I saw an extremely attractive woman in a blue bikini, sitting on a chaise lounge. She was a brunette with long hair and looked to be in her early 30s. Although her eyes were hidden by some very fancy designer shades, I could see the surprise and shock on her face as I emerged to her view.
She got up as Jackie introduced me to her as Professor Mulholland. She had an extremely sexy body, hard but not muscular. Her stomach was tight, her breasts firm, her smile now amused.
“Please call me Barbara,” she said as she stretched out her hand, holding mine in an extended greeting. She very deliberately looked me up and down, moving her sunglasses so they rested on the top of her head.
“I must say, I didn’t think you’d be so ready to get to work.”
Jackie explained, “I didn’t know if there would be a place for him to change, so I thought it just as easy to leave his clothes in the car.”
Smiling, Barbara asked if I wanted anything to drink. I shook my head, wanting nothing to slow up this excruciating experience.
Barbara continued, “In that case let me tell you what I was thinking. When I saw Jackie’s project, I was very struck. I’ve long had an idea for a series of feminist-oriented photos requiring a very willing, and open-minded, male model. I had never followed up on it because I couldn’t find the right person. I didn’t want to just pay someone to do something that they might find degrading. But Jacks tells me that you were a willing participant in her photos, and that you wouldn’t even take cihangir escort a fee. Is that correct?”
Looking at Jackie’s expectant expression, I nodded.
“Well, good, lets get started then. My idea is for a series of shots for a calendar. You know, just like those awful ones with nude women’s bodies, except we can be much more creative. And I think there is a big market for it! Lets move to my studio. My assistant is already there.”
Assistant?
As she moved through the house, her entire body shook just slightly, and my cock got even harder. Ascending the stairs I had a perfect view of her bikini covered bottom. Suddenly I felt Jackie’s teasing hand on my own ass, moving her fingers up the crack as we climbed the stairs. As I looked back, she just smiled, almost challenging me to say something. By the time we got to the top of the stairs my erection was unmistakable. Jackie just shook her head.
The studio on the second floor was a blackened room filled with lights and cameras. Barbara told me to stand in the middle so she could make the right lighting adjustments. I stood naked in the midst of a sea of moving lights, my cock hard. The direction of one of the spotlights seemed to focus the attention of the entire room on my penis.
“Could you move in profile so we can adjust for that as well?” Barbara asked.
As I turned I saw my silhouette against the backdrop. With the way the lights were set up, my cock seemed to protrude from my body in an exaggerated shadow.
And just when I thought that things could not get any worse, they of course did. Another woman, the assistant I guess, entered the room carrying a video camera. I don’t know how it was possible to feel even more humiliated, but I managed it. I knew her! Cheryl was in one of my classes this semester! In fact we had got into a very heated debate in an English literature class just earlier in the week. I had lost my temper and was very rude to her.
As she recognized me, her eyes lit up in surprise, and then her whole face broke into a wicked grin. Barbara introduced me to her, saying that Cheryl was going to operate the video camera as there might be an interesting behind-the-scenes documentary (if the calendar was a success) that could come out of this. She was also going to be in some of the shots, as was Jackie.
As Barbara was explaining this, Cheryl came to stand right in front of me. She was a redhead with ringlets down to her shoulders. Her cheeks were shallow, like a models, and her lips full. She was wearing a very tight almost full-length dress, black and white hoops, quite thin material, so that all her curves were visible, with a slit up the side. Very beautiful and nubile, her body was exposed, yet totally covered at the same time. Looking directly, and now with much amusement, at my cock, she folded her arms and took me in.
“Jackie didn’t tell me the name of her little ‘volunteer’. This is going to be even more fun than I thought.”
As soon as Barbara left the room, Cheryl reached out with her left hand, and using just her fingers squeezed the head of my cock. She turned to look at the shadows cast by the light.
“Now what exactly did you call me in class — a know nothing airhead, wasn’t it?”
As she was saying this she took an increasingly harder grip of my cock with her entire hand, until she was holding it down and squeezing it with some force. She released it as Barbara came in, and it slapped against my stomach.
Jackie had been watching all this with some amusement and as Cheryl moved to whisper something to her, they both giggled, conspiratorially.
Barbara wanted to get started, and directing Cheryl behind the mounted video camera, told me to stand with my legs together, and hands behind me. She took some shots. Then she had me spread my legs, and then turn to the side.
“Alright, those are not bad preliminary shots. Let’s get to the more interesting ones. Oh, girls, if you have any creative ideas, please share them with us.”
“Now then, nakedness is much sexier when it’s highlighted in some fashion. The easiest way to do that is to have someone else in the shot, fully dressed. So, why don’t you two girls go and stand one on either side of him, and put your hands on his shoulders so you’re leaning into him a little., and look directly at him”
Cheryl and Jackie took up their positions either side of me. The video camera had been left on, and I noticed that I could see the monitor that was set up with it. Being able to see my situation was even worse than experiencing it. My erect cock seemed to dominate the entire screen, even though it was a very small part of it.
“Hmm, Cheryl, reach down and just cup his testicles will you. And Jackie, lightly finger his penis.”
The presence of the video monitor complicated things in a novel way, seemingly distancing me from an experience that was intensely intimate and personal at the same time. I found I could not look away, until Barbara mecidiyeköy escort instructed me to turn my back to the camera. Jackie and Cheryl maintained their positions beside me.
“Put one hand each on the cheek closest to you.”
Jackie and Cheryl took the opportunity to squeeze my buttocks. My cock twitched uncontrollably, but luckily I was facing away from the cameras. However, Cheryl noticed the effect and pointed it out to Barbara, who instructed me to turn around so the video camera could capture the movements. The girls’ hands on my ass were controlling my cock!
As I responded to their ministrations, I realized I was wrong when I had thought I could not be more humiliated than when Cheryl walked in.
Looking on smilingly, Barbara said she had never even thought about this and thanked Cheryl for the idea. Her face lighting up, she said a new pose had just come to her, but she needed to talk to the girls privately first. They all left the room for a few minutes.
When they returned I noticed that Cheryl was smirking wickedly. I soon found out why. The next shots were to be of me getting an over-the-knee spanking, and Cheryl was going to deliver it! (Barbara apparently had had to make sure that she was OK with it. But no thought was given to my feelings!)
A chair was pulled into the middle of the room, and as Barbara and Jackie adjusted their respective cameras, Cheryl took a seat and motioned with her finger for me to come over to her. I stood before her humiliatingly erect. She simply stared at my cock, licking her lips lightly, until Barbara told me to take my position. Cheryl patted her lap. Her dress covered her thighs and legs as I leant over her. She rested a hand on my ass as I settled into position, taking the weight on my hands and feet. As we waited for the final light adjustment, her fingers idly played along the crack of my ass, fluttering along. She leaned down and whispered,
“Just think about this the next time you even think about disagreeing with me in class.”
Barbara then announced that the tripod was too confining for these shots and she was going to take some by hand. I heard her move around behind me and start shooting. Jackie did the same with the video camera and I felt even more helpless as I couldn’t see them. My cock was under me against Cheryl’s dress, but the rest of my body felt utterly exposed. The video monitor had been set up in front of me so I could see what Jackie was shooting! My head was already spinning from the shame and humiliation, and the visual confirmation just made it worse. I thought I might faint.
“OK, start the spanking.”
The not very hard slaps started coming down but the sound added one more dimension, if that was even possible, to the experience of humiliation. My cock twitched under me, and I feared I might come over my rival’s lap.
“Oh, this is fantastic. A lot of women are going to get very excited when they see this,” announced Barbara.
Finally, she called a halt, and I got up to my feet. As I did, Cheryl looked down at her dress, and the constant smirk she had donned for the last 30 minutes disappeared as she saw the wet spot my leaking cock had created. She was not happy!
“Look at the mess you’ve made you pathetic asshole,” she shouted.
Barbara came over and seeing what had happened, told Cheryl that the dress needed to be cleaned straight away, before my “mess” dried, and that she should take it off and get it into the washer downstairs. As Cheryl quickly left the room with Jackie, Barbara smiled sympathetically at me before she followed them.
Not knowing what to do, I decided to wait in the studio and attempt to lose my erection. I was not successful.
Five minutes later I heard the women come back up the stairs. Cheryl was now wearing a bikini (I presume one of Barbara’s). Jackie was still in the skimpy shorts and t-shirt. Barbara had changed into jeans and a top, and was no longer looking at me sympathetically. In fact she seemed annoyed and irritated.
“Cheryl just told me the way you treated her in class. I don’t think that’s very cool. You seem to have internalized a lot of sexist assumptions about women and their intellectual capabilities. I think you need to be taught a lesson and cured of this. I am going to give Cheryl (and anyone she wants to give it to) a photo that she can use to remind you of how to treat your fellow classmates, especially women, with respect.”
As she finished, Cheryl went to the middle of the room, in profile of the main camera. Barbara moved behind the camera as Jackie came to me, took me by my cock and pulled me over behind Cheryl.
“Kneel!” was the order, aggressively given.
As I did so, I was confronted with Cheryl’s (very sexy) ass in the skimpy bikini bottoms. Barbara gave the next instruction.
“Keep your hands behind you, lean forward and kiss Cheryl’s ass. I am going to give her this picture, and anytime she runs into you on campus, she’ll show it to you, to remind you to be respectful.” kurtuluş escort
As I bought my face to her bikini covered ass, I knew I would forever associate the sound of a camera clicking with this image. The lesson was learned!
After Barbara was satisfied with the shots, she announced that we should move on to the next location, and the next set of scenarios. (My wish for this to be over was obviously not going to be granted just yet.) We all went downstairs and out onto the back porch. The women all sat down, as Jackie with her eyes commanded me to remain standing in front of them. It suddenly hit me that her dominance was starting to appear almost natural!
Barbara gave the rationale for what she wanted to do next. “One of the advantages of living out here in relative isolation, is that we’re not limited to indoor shoots. I often do things in the woods around here, and I think we have an opportunity to really make use of that today. I can’t think of anything more exciting than a fully dressed woman walking around with a naked man in the open air, can you?
Both Jackie and Cheryl eagerly agreed (the question was not directed at me). Barbara continued,
“In fact, the more dressed the women, the more obvious is the contrast. So, girls, why don’t you go and get changed into the outfits I’ve laid out in my bedroom.”
As the two girls went into the house, Barbara indicated for me to come over and stand in front of her. My erection had subsided a bit, but my cock was still tumescent.
“We’re going for a walk when the girls come back, and while this is a pretty isolated area, I do occasionally come across other people. Are you still OK with this?”
I so wanted to tell her how I really felt, my turmoil at the continuing humiliation, but I knew what the consequences would be if I did so. I just nodded.
Seemingly satisfied, Barbara then proceeded to have a perfectly normal conversation with me,, asking me about my studies, etc.
When Jackie and Cheryl came back a few minutes later, my cock responded instantly. They were both wearing tan riding pants that seemed sculpted to their bodies. Black riding boots and white button-down shirts completed the ensemble. Barbara reached down to the side table and picked up a small object, which she handed to Cheryl with the instructions, “Get him ready.”
Cheryl looked at the object she’d been handed, smiled knowingly, walked over to me and knelt down. The top buttons of her shirt had been left open so I could see her incredible cleavage from my position. Predictably, my cock hardened.
Cheryl was holding a half-inch wide leather strap, about six inches in length, with some silver hooks and a fastener. I wasn’t sure what it was, but soon found out, as she reached up, looped it around the base of my cock and balls and tightened it. My “package” was even more pronounced as it bulged out from what I now knew to be a cock strap. Being naked was bad enough, but having everything focused on my genitals was doubly embarrassing!
But it still wasn’t over. Barbara approached me with a silver chain in her hand which she attached to one of the hooks on the strap. As she handed the other end to Cheryl, I realized it was a leash!
From the delighted look on her face, Cheryl couldn’t believe her luck. She gave it a little yank, pulling me towards her as Barbara gave the next instruction.
“Ok, girls, take him for a walk through the woods, down the path on the side of the house.” Picking up her camera, she carried on, “I’ll be recording all this for posterity,” and then mischievously, “or at least the web site I’ll be setting up.”
My heart sank even more. As we got to the path, Cheryl was leading, Jackie following, with Barbara directing the action. At one point she told Cheryl to drape the leash over her shoulder, looking back smiling at me, Jackie taking in the action from the rear. Barbara moved to the side to get the full profile shot.
Then, with a knowing grin, she suggested “the money shot.” She asked Cheryl (not me!) if she were comfortable leading me directly by my cock instead of the leash. An enthusiastic “are you kidding, just watch me,” reverberated down the path.
“Ok, in that case pass the chain back between his legs to Jackie. Jacks, you are now in charge of him like you would be a dog pulling on a chain. Cheryl, grab his penis and start walking.”
I felt even more controlled and humiliated. I was being pulled both forward by the female hand on my cock, and backwards by the lease around my balls. As the three of us set off, Barbara kept snapping away from all angles, sometime in front a little to the side, sometimes from behind.
“Oh wait till you see these shots. This calendar is going to be a national sensation!”
Seeing the panic in my eyes, she sought to reassure me.
“Don’t worry, your face won’t be clearly visible in any of the shots.”
I’m not too sure I was that convinced, but what options did I have any more?
As Barbara moved to the side for a full landscape shot (as she referred to it) her excitement mounted. She was so pleased, she stopped our little procession to show us the image she thought the best. My legs barely held me up as I looked at what was undoubtedly a stunning image, beautifully composed, of female control.