Becoming His

Lisa’s brow crinkled as she picked over the tray of apples. It wasn’t the burning issue of which red delicious apple to add to her basket that occupied her thoughts, it was her love life. Or lack of a love life to be more specific.

Attracting men wasn’t her problem. Thankfully, she had been blessed with gorgeous looks. She wasn’t bitchy about it, but she figured she might as well play up her assets.

With that thought in mind, Lisa had accumulated a closet full of clothes that suited her body. The halter style summer dress she was wearing was a typical example. It lovingly cupped her breasts, hugged her midriff and flowed to mid thigh, showcasing her body to perfection.

Her breasts had always been a major attraction, and encased as they were in delicate mint green silk, they were the epitome of feminine perfection, both generous and firm. The support cups that were sewn into the dress had failed to subdue her nipples, and their outline was clearly visible. When combined with her translucent green eyes, trim waist, curvy hips, well-toned ass and seemingly endless legs, she never failed to turn heads. She wore her shoulder length auburn hair casually pulled up and secured by a clip. The style showed off the delicate lines of her neck and jaw, and the only makeup she wore was a touch of lipstick and a hint of mascara.

With her looks, Lisa was used to all the come-on lines. Want to have dinner sometime? I would love to serve you breakfast in bed. You look like you could use a ‘real’ man, want to go back to my place? Don’t I know you from somewhere? Lisa had heard them all, and she generally responded with a flirty smile and a gentle refusal. She wasn’t interested in a fast fling, and she was pretty choosy about her sexual partners.

Her looks were both an asset and a liability. They certainly helped her earn great tips as a waitress, but when it came to romance, they could be a definite hindrance. Some men didn’t approach her romantically at all. They assumed that she wouldn’t think they were attractive enough for her. The men who did approach her were usually the cocksure, egotistical types that were more interested in their own good looks than in her. That narrowed the field of prospective men considerably.

Not that Lisa had ever lacked for male companionship. She had been in several relationships, but her interest always waned fairly quickly. The men in her life had always left her feeling bored and cold. She wanted a strong man, someone who would take charge, someone who could hold her interest and make her feel…

“Excuse me.”

Lisa jumped slightly as she turned to face the man who had spoken to her in such a deep, purring voice. He had short, black hair that made her fingers fairly itch to rake through it. His eyes were dark and brooding, the kind that surveyed everything around him with calm, assessing confidence. At that moment, they were assessing her.

His perfectly apportioned nose, sculpted cheekbones and sensuous lips were the stuff of feminine fantasy. He was lean but muscular, and in his faded jeans and casual shirt, he seemed to dwarf her own five foot seven inch frame. He was mouthwatering.

When she spoke, her voice came out as a breathless whisper. “Yes?”

He made no secret of the fact that he was sizing her up. In fact, her skin fairly tingled everywhere his eyes touched her. She felt her nipples crinkle into even tighter buds beneath his lengthy stare, and when his eyes roamed down the rest of her body, moisture began to seep onto the crotch of her panties. His expression was impassive, and she found herself wondering whether she appealed to him or not.

For some mysterious reason, Lisa blushed. She hoped for an instant that he wouldn’t notice, but when he quirked one dark brow, she knew that he had.

“I didn’t mean to startle you,” he said with a grin. “It’s just that I think you would be perfect for a job I have coming up.”

Lisa had to suppress a disappointed groan. Why couldn’t a man like him try out one of his pickup lines on her rather than offering her a job? Still, she couldn’t help but be intrigued.

Lisa cleared her throat. “A job? What kind of job?”

He reached into his back pocket and extracted a business card. When he handed it to her, his fingers barely brushed hers, but it seemed like an electrical current passed between them. Lisa had to stifle a shudder of sexual awareness.

“I’m a photographer, and I have a shoot this weekend. I think you would be perfect for it.”

“You want me to model for you?” she asked with amazement.

“Exactly. As you can see from my card, you would be required to do most of the shoot in the nude.”

Lisa’s eyes widened as her eyes dropped to his card. ‘Hot Shots’ was printed in bold; ‘Specializing in the exotic, erotic and pornographic’ was printed in smaller type beneath. There was a silhouette drawing of a nude woman on one edge, and his name, Jake Winters was printed above his phone number.

“I’m going to do an erotic shoot of a submissive woman, and you are exactly the type of woman I have in mind. The images would only be used in a private collection, so you wouldn’t have to worry about having your pictures plastered all over the internet or in magazines.”

Lisa was stunned. She had never considered modeling, much less doing so in the nude. She searched his face but didn’t see any hint of teasing.

“Are you serious? I don’t even know you.”

“I assure you, my offer is legitimate. You would sign a contract and collect a fee of one thousand dollars, which I think is quite generous for an afternoon of your time.”

Lisa had to hide her shock at the amount he had mentioned. As a struggling college student, a thousand dollars was more than she made in a month. “Well I’m not sure. I mean I’ve never considered doing something like this before.”

He subjected her body to another thorough inspection. “Believe me, I can see you have all the attributes I’m looking for. You would be perfect for the job.” His eyes returned to meet hers and he gave her another knee-weakening grin. “I tell you what, think about my offer for a couple of days, and if you are interested, give me a call. I need to know by Wednesday, so if I don’t hear from you by then, I will find someone else.”

“Fine,” Lisa said curtly. She felt inexplicably miffed that he wasn’t trying very hard to convince her.

“Nice to have met you,” he said with a nod. He sauntered away without a backward glance, and Lisa watched him disappear out of the store.

She stood motionless for several minutes, holding his card and replaying their conversation in her mind. She felt both flattered and annoyed. Could she trust him? Did he really just want to take her picture? What if he intended to do much more? She would be pretty much at his mercy if that was the case.

Surprisingly, the thought of being at his mercy didn’t frighten her, it thrilled her. Without even trying, he had aroused her interest like no man ever had. If she was honest with herself, she had to admit that she would be receptive to any sexual demands he might have in mind for her, so she really had nothing to lose did she?

Lisa finished her shopping and walked the few blocks to her apartment, while her mind explored the possibilities he had introduced. She ate a quick supper, poured herself a glass of red wine and headed to the bathroom. A good long soak was what she needed. She began filling the tub and dribbled a generous stream of bath foam under the faucet. While the water was running, she lit several candles and popped in a CD with sensuous jazz.

She undressed quickly, but when she caught sight of herself in the mirror, she paused to consider her reflection. Could she really pose in the nude for a total stranger, knowing that her images would be for someone’s private enjoyment? The concept seemed even more intimate than posing for some smut magazine. It wasn’t that she was a prude, she had just never thought about doing something like that. After all, she wasn’t the emaciated model type. Nude modeling had never been a possibility before.

Lisa climbed into the tub and sank beneath the bubbles, using her foot to turn off the taps. She rested one leg along the edge of the tub, and without conscious thought, she slid one hand down between her thighs. She leaned back and closed her eyes as a clear image of Jake Winters crystallized in her mind. She fantasized that he was the one touching her so intimately, as her other hand explored her breasts. In no time at all, she climaxed, and she luxuriated in the steamy water as she felt her tension easing, though it didn’t go away entirely.

She glanced at the phone, sitting on the rim of the tub. She already knew that she would accept his offer, but it would be too revealing to call so soon after she had met him. It was only Sunday. She would wait until Wednesday morning. Then, it would seem that she had needed more time to make her decision.

*********

Resisting the urge to call Jake before Wednesday turned out to be maddeningly difficult. Lisa thought about him nearly non-stop. She woke up in the middle of the night feeling restless and aroused. She thought about him on the bus, while sitting in class, when she was at work. She had masturbated more times since Sunday evening than she usually did in an entire month, yet she couldn’t completely find relief for her sexual tension. By the time Wednesday morning rolled around, she was a nervous wreck.

She dialed his number with shaking fingers and held her breath as she waited for him to answer. When she heard his velvety, deep voice, her heart began to pound.

“Jake here.”

“Uh yes, hello. This is Lisa Parsons. I’m the woman you met in the supermarket.”

There was a short pause before he answered. “Yes?” His tone made it evident that he didn’t remember her.

He certainly wasn’t making this any easier! “You offered me a job, to model for a shoot you have this coming weekend.” There was another short pause, during which Lisa felt a blush climbing her cheeks. Surely he must remember her. The thought that he could dismiss her from his mind so completely made her want to screech with indignation.

“Oh yeah, right. If you want the job, it’s yours.”

“That’s why I’m calling. I’ve decided I would like to do it.”

“Fine. I’ll need you on Saturday from ten in the morning to about three or four in the afternoon.”

“Alright, that would be fine,” Lisa replied.

“Jot down this address,” he said, waiting for her to say she was ready. He gave her the address, and she read it back to him. “Good. Show up well rested and make sure you shave your legs and armpits the night before. Wear your hair and makeup just like you had it the other day.”

“Do I need to shave anywhere else,” Lisa asked, feeling her blush deepen. “I mean, I…I don’t normally shave my…ah…you know, my privates.”

There was a brief pause, during which Lisa could have sworn he was grinning. “You mean your pussy?” he asked with a chuckle. “There’s no need to be shy about it, I’ll be seeing you in the altogether soon enough. Don’t worry about shaving your pussy, Lisa. I’ll take a look at it, and if it needs any trimming, I’ll let you know.”

Lisa had a hard time answering. She was mortified by this casual conversation about her body. “Um, alright. Should I wear anything special?”

“It doesn’t matter. I have a wardrobe of things you can wear for the shoot. Any other questions?”

“No, I don’t think so. I guess I will see you Saturday.”

“Fine. Call me if you have any other questions. If not, I’ll see you then.”

He hung up, and Lisa stood looking at the receiver. He certainly wasn’t like any of the men she had known before. She wasn’t used to being dismissed.

*********

The days crawled by until Saturday morning. Lisa arrived at the address Jake had given her. The building was an old factory that had been renovated and turned into several upscale lofts. She climbed the stairs to the fourth floor and arrived breathless and nervous at unit 405.

She rang the bell and ran a hand anxiously over her skirt. She had taken special pains with her appearance that morning, and she hoped she looked casual but appealing. She wore a coral blouse in light cotton that buttoned up the front and a short denim skirt. Beneath, she had donned an expensive white lace bra and matching thong panties. As usual, her nipples insisted on making their presence known, and they pressed blatantly against her blouse.

She was about to knock again when Jake opened the door. He was wearing nothing but a faded pair of jeans, and his wet hair and the towel around his neck made it obvious he had just come out of the shower. He inspected her thoroughly, pausing so long to look at her breasts that she had to stifle the urge to squirm.

“Come in,” he said, opening the door wider for her to pass. “Are you early, or am I late?”

Lisa averted her gaze from his muscular chest as she entered and he closed the door behind her. “I’m a few minutes early,” she said shrugging. “I wasn’t sure how long it would take me to get here. I hope that’s alright.”

“No problem,” he mumbled through a yawn, gesturing for her to follow him into the kitchen. “It will give you a chance to look over the contract while I get me some coffee.”

Lisa took in her surroundings as she trailed behind him. The floors were maple hardwood, and one entire wall was large paned windows. The interior walls were red brick. The ceilings were at least twenty feet, and she could see where stairs led up to a loft bedroom. Strategically placed halogen lights hung down from the ceiling, but there was no need for them with the abundant light streaming in from the windows.

The space was beautifully decorated, with elegant flair and a masculine tone. The living spaces were open, and the kitchen, dining room, and living room flowed into each other. Lisa noticed that all the fixtures and appliances were modern and tasteful.

She took a seat on one of the barstools he indicated and set her purse on the counter. Jake went to a filing cabinet that she glimpsed in a nearby office off the kitchen. He rifled through a drawer and pulled out two copies of a two page contract and handed them to her.

“Have a read through these and let me know if you have any questions,” he said. He headed for the cupboard and reached for a mug. “Do you want some coffee?” he asked, looking at her from over one muscular shoulder.

“No thanks,” Lisa said, dragging her eyes down to the paper. It was hard to concentrate on anything other than his rippling back, but she made the effort.

She scanned the contents of the document, surprised that it was easy to read, with none of the legal mumbo-jumbo she had seen in other contracts. It was very straight forward. By signing, she agreed to pose nude for a fee, the images would become the property of a private collector, and they could not be shown in any public venue. However, one particular paragraph caught her attention.

“What does this mean, exactly?” she asked, pointing to the section in question.

Jake came to stand behind her, resting one hand on either side of her on the counter. His bare chest pressed against her back as he glanced over her shoulder. She felt caged by his muscular arms, and her breasts tingled.

He met her gaze, and his eyes delved into the depths of hers. “My methods are quite unorthodox, Lisa. Most photographers don’t physically touch their models. They simply direct them to assume certain poses. I find that to get the effect I want in erotic photography I need freedom to touch and manipulate your body. I need to be able to arouse you, and your arousal will come through in the photos. By signing the contract, you are basically turning your body over to me during the shoot. I intend to touch you as intimately as I see fit in order to accomplish that goal. However, as it states, you won’t be forced to do anything against your will. You can say stop at any time. Do you have any objection to those terms?”

Lisa’s gaze dropped to his lips mere inches from hers. It was hard to appear calm when her heart was pounding. If he had any idea how intimately she had dreamed about him touching her, he would probably laugh himself silly.

“No, I suppose not,” she murmured.

“Good. If you will sign the contract, we can get started.” Lisa signed both copies where he indicated, and he handed one to her. She folded hers and put it in her purse but noticed that he left his copy sitting on the bar. “Come on.”

He picked up his mug of coffee and led her into another large room that was walled off from the other rooms. There was a sitting area and a large four-poster bed draped with mosquito netting and made up with taupe satin sheets. Several stands holding lights were scattered around the bed, and an assortment of cameras was spread on a large table along one wall. The room looked cozy and sexy. Lisa stood in the middle of the room fiddling nervously with her fingers.

Jake chose a camera and carried it to the sitting area. “I’m going to start with a few photos of you while you undress for me.” He came to stand in front of her and cupped her chin in his hand until she met his eye. “Just remember, I am a pro at this. If you just listen and do as I say, you will do fine. The key is for you to forget about the camera.”

Lisa gave a nervous laugh. “That’s easy for you to say. You’re not the one who’s going to be naked.”

Jake grinned. “Let me make it a bit easier for you. Don’t think of this as a photo shoot. Think of it as a play, and you are the star actress. First, you have to get into character, and for that you need some background information. For this shoot, I need a woman who is submissive, willing to do whatever is necessary to please her man.”

“That sounds like something a caveman would say,” Lisa said with a laugh.

He gave a shrug. “Yes it does, so just for today, pretend that you are a cavewoman. Turn yourself over to me, and pretend that I am your lover, and I expect you to do whatever it takes to please me. You are mine. Your body belongs to me, and everything you do should be designed to bring me pleasure.”

He ran a thumb over her bottom lip, and he smiled when she shivered. “Do you understand?” When she gave him a hesitant nod, he continued in a voice that was quiet but commanding. “Imagine that it’s just you and me, no camera. You want desperately to please me. My approval is all that matters in the world. Now, take your hair down for me.”

Lisa released her hair with trembling fingers, dropping the clip onto a nearby table. She shook the tresses out until they curled around her shoulders in a thick mane.

“That’s it,” he said, shooting several pictures of her from different angles. “Now your blouse…take it off just for me. Tease me by taking your time with the buttons.”

His voice sent tremors of excitement through her body as Lisa slowly unbuttoned her blouse and shrugged it off her shoulders. The fact that the camera was going nonstop barely registered as she dropped it onto a nearby chair and found that she couldn’t meet his eye. From beneath her lashes, she saw him considering her as he circled her.

Her lacy, white underwire bra displayed her generous breasts to perfection. The white satin contrasted against the golden tones of her skin, and her hardened nipples were clearly visible, straining against the lace. She noticed his eyes lingering on the dark hollow of her cleavage, and Lisa tugged her bottom lip with her teeth as she waited for his next instruction.

“Turn around and unzip your skirt. Shimmy out of it slowly. I want a nice view of your ass. Show me with your hands how you want me to caress that ass.”

Lisa did as instructed, forgetting about the camera as she concentrated on making her unveiling as sensual as possible. How she had ended up stripping for this man she had no idea, but she liked it. Having him photographing her made her feel sexy and appreciated.

“Bend over at the waist as you slide your panties slowly down your legs. When you’ve stepped out of them, keep your hands on your ankles.” He shot numerous pictures as she complied. “Cross your ankles. That’s it.” He shot a few more pictures. “Now spread your legs wide, Lisa. I want to see your pussy. Beautiful. You definitely don’t need to shave that perfect snatch. Now touch yourself the way you want me to touch you. Good. Now keep doing that until I tell you to stop.”

Lisa couldn’t have said whether she stayed like that for minutes or hours, slowly stroking her own pussy. All she knew was that she hoped desperately that he liked what he saw. She had never wanted anyone’s approval so badly. She squeezed her eyes closed and concentrated on trying to draw an adequate breath, as she felt her own moisture coating her fingers and heard the sloshing sound of it in the quiet room.

“Perfect. Now stand up and turn around.” He waited for her to comply. “Take off your bra…just for me,” he quietly commanded.

Lisa kept her eyes turned downward as she released the front clasp on her bra and let it slide slowly down her arms. Her breasts bounced free as if they were eager for him to declare them worthy. Her hardened nipples pouted atop her breasts, revealing the level of her arousal. Once again, she stood as still as possible for his benefit.

Again, he circled her, taking shots from various angles. When he was satisfied that he had maximized the possibilities, he set the camera aside and leaned his hips back against the table.

“Come here,” he said quietly.

Lisa approached and stood just in front of his legs. He drew her against his body and grinned down at her.

“You’re a natural at this, Lisa. You are beautiful and sexy, and your body is every man’s wet dream. Now it’s time to take it to the next level. This is where the touching comes in. I want you so aroused that you won’t be able to look at me without begging me with your eyes to fuck you.”

He bent his head and captured her lips, just as he had been doing in her fantasies all week. Lisa sank into him as he tasted her mouth leisurely. When she was breathless and needy, he drew back.

Jake kneaded her ass with one hand while he explored her breasts with the other. Lisa kept her gaze on his hand, unable to look at his face. She had become so immersed in her role that she could feel his power over her.

“Your breasts are perfect,” he said in a husky voice. “They were made to give me pleasure.”

Lisa quivered as he squeezed one nipple and twisted it progressively harder until pain mixed with pleasure. She bit her bottom lip to keep from crying out even as she arched her back to press her breast more firmly into his hand.

“It’s just as I suspected, Lisa. You are a natural submissive.” He toyed with her breasts, smiling when she moaned her appreciation. Finally, he wrapped a hand around the back of her neck and drew her close for another kiss.

Right from the start, Lisa felt consumed. She was a tasty morsel, and he devoured her, leaving her gasping when his moist lips traveled down her neck to her breasts. He lifted one breast in his palm, testing its weight before he drew her engorged nipple into his mouth where he nibbled it sharply. She cried out and clasped his head closer to her, threading her fingers through his silky hair.

He settled in to feast, tugging the sensitive flesh with his teeth, laving it with his hot tongue and sucking it until Lisa couldn’t hold back her sobs of pleasure. She held her breast up for his mouth, leaving his hands free to roam her body. He caressed every curve and delved into every crevice. Finally, he made his way to her clit and stroked it tauntingly with his thumb as he probed her with two broad fingers. Lisa’s whimper betrayed the fact that she was trying to maintain her self-control in the face of his onslaught.

He abruptly released her nipple and met her startled gaze. “Don’t fight the feeling,” he whispered. “Let yourself go. I want you to come for me. Now!”

He gave her clit a sharp flick, and with a gasp, Lisa let herself go. Her pussy contracted around his fingers in waves as a massive orgasm washed over her. He gripped her hip and held her steady as he watched her, enjoying the spasms of her snug passage. Her juices dribbled down his hand, but his jaw was clenched too firmly to grin. He waited until the contractions began to fade away before he squeezed hard on her clit.

“Offer me your other breast,” he demanded. “I want to taste it.”

Lisa eagerly cupped her breast and guided the nipple to his mouth while he resumed stroking deep inside her pussy. This time she didn’t try to hide her emotions, and she followed his cues. When he bit down on her nipple and gave her clit a flick of his thumb, she fractured in his arms. Her scream of delight corresponded with the soothing strokes of his tongue and fingers.

He lifted her in his arms and carried her to the bed. “Don’t move. Stay just like that for me.”

He retrieved the camera and started shooting again, much to Lisa’s disappointment. She had forgotten all about the photos. She just wanted him to continue with what he had started.

“That’s it, Lisa. Give me that ‘come fuck me’ look. Good girl. Show me how badly you want my cock inside you.”

He alternated between close ups and body shots, photographing her from all angles. With minimal instruction, she caressed herself and writhed on the bed, showing him how she wished he would touch her. She was nearly frantic with need. Her cheeks were flushed, and a fine dewy sweat coated her body beneath the bright lights.

Finally, Jake was satisfied that he had gotten the shots he wanted. He opened a large closet and rummaged through racks of negligees and lingerie. He finally chose a red satin gown that was backless except for spaghetti straps that crossed in several places. He tossed it to her.

“Put that on while I change the film,” he said.

Oddly, putting on the skimpy gown made Lisa feel self-conscious. It barely covered her ass, and the slippery fabric teased her flesh as it slid over her body. Her nipples pressed wantonly against the soft material that was stretched across them. She stood beside the bed, waiting nervously for him to finish loading the camera.

Jake turned to face her and raked her from head to toe with his mysterious dark eyes. Lisa knew he wasn’t unaffected when she noticed the bulge in the front of his jeans.

“Perfect,” he grinned. “Now lay down on your back with your head hanging off the foot of the bed. One leg straight out, the other knee bent.” He waited until she had complied before handing her a long-stemmed silk rose. He knelt on his haunches and met her upside down gaze. “Pretend that this rose is my mouth. Use it to show me everywhere you want me to taste you.”

Lisa shuddered lightly, noticing that he said taste rather than kiss. She closed her eyes and began by caressing her mouth with the rose. Her lips naturally parted, and she moaned as she imagined Jake’s lips on hers again. The camera barely registered in her awareness as she caressed herself and listened to his words of encouragement.

She used the rose to lead his eyes to her breasts. Posed as she was, partially hanging off the bed, her breasts were nearly falling out of the neckline of the gown, and they appeared even more luscious and ripe than usual. She imagined his lips and teeth and tongue on her as she explored every exposed curve and circled her barely concealed nipples through the satin, making them stand even more stiffly erect.

His deep, velvety voice urged her on, as he murmured his approval. Lisa dragged the rose down her body, pausing to circle her naval. How she wished to feel his tongue there! She released another moan and writhed on the sheets. When the rose reached her pussy, she whimpered, begging Jake with her eyes. She saw him grin as he continued to photograph her, circling the bed to get the angles he wanted.

“That’s it, Lisa. Beg me with your eyes. Good girl.”

The time flew swiftly, with Lisa becoming more and more aroused. Jake had her change clothes numerous times and had her use various props and imagine different scenarios as he photographed her. They paused only to eat a quick lunch, and then they were right back at it. Every time Jake touched her, he left her wanting him even more. Before she knew it, it was four o’clock.

“That’s a wrap, Lisa,” Jake said, setting the camera aside. “You did a fantastic job. I got all the shots I need. You can put your clothes back on, and I’ll meet you in the kitchen.” Jake left without a backward glance.

Lisa was having difficulty separating her role from reality. She wasn’t ready for the shoot to end, and especially not while she was so needy and unfulfilled. She dressed with shaking fingers and secured her hair up with the clip before following him.

When she reached the kitchen, Jake handed her a stack of hundred dollar bills. “Here’s your fee, as promised. How was it for you today?”

Lisa stifled the urge to tell him what she really felt. She had forgotten all about the fee. She just wanted desperately for him to satisfy the burning desire he had started in her body. She really didn’t want to walk out the door and out of his life. She wanted so much more…

“It was fine. Different than I had imagined.”

“Well, it’s possible that I could have more work for you in the future. If you want to leave your number with me, I’ll call you if anything comes up.”

The desperate hope that filled her was a shock to her senses. “Sure.” Lisa wrote her name and phone number on a paper he had given her and handed it back to him. “Feel free to call me anytime. I mean, maybe we could have dinner sometime…or something.” Lisa’s cheeks colored as she heard the words. Now she was the one using lame pick up lines.

He came to stand in front of her and tucked a stray lock of her hair behind one ear. She was mesmerized by his gaze.

“That’s a tempting offer, but I am very demanding when it comes to relationships. I don’t know whether you are the right kind of woman for me.”

“Well, what kind of woman are you looking for?”

“Like I said earlier, I want a woman who is willing to do whatever it takes to please me.”

Confusion was clear on Lisa’s face as she thought back on their conversation. “Who is the private collector that you took these photos for today?”

“They are for my private collection. I intend to enjoy them thoroughly, but they are just the tip of the iceberg when it comes to what I want from a woman.”

Lisa was stunned. “Do you mean to say that you are paying me a thousand dollars just so you can enjoy looking at pictures of me?”

“No, I wanted to explore your nature and find out whether you are submissive or not. The money is not important to me,” he gestured casually to his expensive apartment. “As you can see, business is good, and I’m not hurting for cash. It is well worth the fee to find out whether you could be the right woman for me. You did very well today, but that’s just the beginning.”

Time seemed to stand still as they stood watching each other. The sound of a passing siren startled them both, and Jake cleared his throat.

“Alright then. Good job today. I’ll keep your number handy, and maybe I’ll call you again sometime.”

He ushered her to the door and closed it behind her as soon as she had passed through. As Lisa descended the steps, she blinked back tears of frustration. Short of swallowing her pride and begging him to make love to her, she had no choice but to walk away.

*********

Eleven days that felt more like eleven months passed before Lisa heard from Jake again. During that time, he occupied her every thought. She could not rid herself of the sexual tension he had stirred in her, and no amount of masturbation seemed to help. Her vibrator became her enemy, because it was such a poor substitute for him.

The phone rang on Wednesday evening, and Lisa ran to pick it up. “Hello,” she said breathlessly.

“Lisa, it’s Jake. The photos turned out fantastic, and I want to do another session. Would you be interested?”

“Sure! When?”

“Well, first I should clarify. The theme of this session is to delve even deeper into your submissive nature. This time it would involve a male friend of mine, and I have in mind to photograph you getting spanked, giving a blowjob and being fucked. Naturally the fee would be significantly higher, three thousand this time. Would you be up for that?”

Lisa was glad he couldn’t see her look of shock. Posing in the nude was one thing, but this was a whole different ballgame. “I…ah…I’m not sure.”

“I understand your hesitation, but it would bring me great pleasure.”

Lisa couldn’t bring herself to turn him down. She needed to see him again, whatever the circumstances.

She took a shaky breath and cleared her throat. “Okay, I’ll do it. When do you want me there?”

“Good girl. Same as last week, Saturday around ten. Oh, and Lisa, are you on birth control?”

Lisa’s cheeks turned bright red. “Yes, why?”

“Because my friend won’t be wearing a condom during the shoot. You don’t have to worry about catching anything, he’s got a clean bill of health, but I wouldn’t want you getting pregnant.”

His words sent a tingle up her spine. “No worries on that account, I’ve been on the pill for several years.”

“Good. See you Saturday.” He hung up, leaving Lisa clutching the phone.

********

Once again, the days crawled by until Saturday. By the time Lisa arrived at Jake’s studio, her nerves were raw. He opened the door with a grin and waved her inside.

“Good morning, beautiful.”

Lisa’s insides melted and she returned his smile with a shy one of her own. “Good morning.” She followed him into the kitchen, feeling a surge of déjà vu as she perched on the same stool she had used before and watched him retrieve two copies of a slightly different contract from his office.

“Mark isn’t here yet. I told him to come a few minutes later to give us some time to talk before the shoot.

Jake handed her the contract, and once again, he propped one hand on either side of her, penning her between his body and the counter as he looked over her shoulder.

“As you can see, this contract is a bit different than the one you signed last time. This one states that you agree to participate in sexual acts and submit to physical punishment. Same as before, you can always call a halt to the proceedings, and the pictures are for my private enjoyment. They will not be released for public viewing, not even to Mark.”

Lisa found it impossible to focus on the words, as she breathed in Jake’s clean, musky smell. She picked up a pen and signed her name. “Seems straightforward enough.”

“It is.” Jake swiveled her stool around until she was facing him, then he leaned in close and snared her gaze. “Lisa, I know you are going to be fabulous, just like last time. It’s going to be very different having Mark here. You will probably feel nervous and stiff. The way to get around that is to focus on me. Everything you do today, you will be doing for me.”

Jake slid one palm up to cup the side of her face, and his eyes dropped to her lips. “For today, I am your lover, your lord and master. I have decided that it would please me to watch another man using your body. Because you love me and want only to please me, you will submit to a total stranger, but only because I wish it. For my pleasure, you will play whore to another man of my choosing. Are you willing to do that?”

“Yes,” she whispered.

“Good girl. Just keep that thought in mind. Everything you allow to happen today, you will be doing for my pleasure.”

The doorbell rang, and Jake went to answer it. He came back with a stunningly handsome man. He stood well over six feet, had the body of an athlete, and his blond hair and blue eyes were dreamy. Still, Lisa thought he wasn’t nearly as sexy as Jake.

“Lisa, this is my friend Mark. Mark, this is the woman I told you about.”

She and Mark exchanged greetings while shaking hands, and Lisa found it difficult to meet his eye. She was flooded with both excitement and anxiety.

“Let’s get started, shall we?”

Jake led them both into the same room they had used the time before, but Lisa was surprised to see it looked quite different. The sheets had been changed to ice blue satin, the mosquito netting was gone, and various other props had been rearranged or replaced. It looked like a different room entirely.

“Okay,” Jake said, picking up a camera and turning to face them. “I’ve talked with Lisa, and she knows what I want. Mark, she’s yours for the day. I want you to put her through her paces, use her however you see fit, and if she doesn’t satisfy you completely, I want you to discipline her.”

Mark looked at Lisa, and her eyes fell to the carpet. He walked to the sofa and sat down, casually crossing his legs and stretching his arms along the back of the cushions. “Undress for me. I want to see what you have to offer.”

Lisa felt a heated blush creeping up her cheeks, but she complied. She could feel the heat of both male gazes as she slowly removed her clothes. Jake caught every moment with the camera. Finally, she stood naked in the middle of the room.

“Turn around slowly,” Mark said, looking her over with a lustful grin. “Nice. You weren’t exaggerating when you told me she has a fantastic body, Jake.”

Lisa’s cheeks burned even brighter, knowing that they had discussed her. She could barely draw a breath as they both inspected her, commenting on her various attributes.

“Crawl over to me and kneel at my feet,” Mark said.

Lisa dropped to all fours and crawled across the carpet. When she reached Mark’s feet, she knelt with her head bowed, waiting for his next instruction. The camera faded from her awareness, but she remained focused on Jake and what he was thinking as he photographed her.

“Spread your knees wide apart and touch yourself. That’s it,” Mark said as she complied. He grinned when he saw the moisture already coating her fingers. “What a hot little slut you are! Now beg me to let you give me a blow job.”

Lisa closed her eyes and imagined that it was Jake sitting there instead of Mark. “Please, sir. Please let me suck your cock.” As she said the words, she felt more moisture oozing out between her thighs.

“You may suck my cock, but if you spill a single drop of my cum, I am going to punish you. Do you understand?”

“Yes sir,” Lisa replied meekly.

“Good. Then suck me.”

Mark watched with a grin, as Lisa unzipped his jeans and reached inside for his penis. He was huge, already erect and throbbing. She set to work, closing her eyes as she imagined that it was Jake’s cock sliding down her throat. She moaned and sucked harder, using her tongue to tease along every ridge and hollow.

She felt Jakes foot nudging her knees further apart, and she opened her legs wide so he could photograph her. The knowledge that he was watching her every move made her pussy throb.

Mark gripped her hair and dropped his head onto the back of the sofa as he enjoyed the sensations she was creating. Jake circled them, capturing every angle of the scene as Lisa sucked the huge penis.

“Man, she’s good. I don’t think I’ve ever met a woman who gave such great head,” Mark gritted out, as he rocked his hips against her face.

Lisa finally felt his cock swelling in her mouth, and she braced herself to swallow Mark’s cum. It shot down her throat in long, sticky ropes, but just when the flow started to lessen, he jerked free of her mouth and shot the last few strands onto her face and breasts. Lisa’s eyes flew to Mark’s face before she realized her mistake and dropped them again to his lap. Jake knelt on his haunches beside her to shoot several pictures.

“What did I tell you?” Mark asked her in a mocking voice. “It looks to me like you want to be punished.” Mark looked at Jake and grinned. “How do you want me to discipline your little whore?”

Jake cocked his head to one side, as if considering the question. “Why don’t you start with her across your lap? She will submit to a bare-handed spanking, because she knows I want to see her get one.”

Mark’s grin widened. “Sounds good.” He handed Lisa a tissue from a nearby box. “Wipe yourself off and then climb up here and present your ass to be spanked.”

Lisa did as he commanded, but her entire awareness was centered on Jake watching and photographing her. She hadn’t been spanked since she was a small child, and she didn’t know what to expect. Mark laid an arm across her back and caressed her ass with one large palm.

Just when she had relaxed a tiny bit, he raised his hand and brought it down with a solid thwack on her bottom. Lisa yelped, and tears of pain sprang to her eyes. Her ass felt like it was on fire.

“This is going to be fun,” Mark said to Jake. “Look how her skin turns bright red.”

Jake took several photos of the large red handprint that was clearly visible on Lisa’s ass and paused to grin at Mark. “I knew from the way she blushes that her asscheeks would look spectacular during a spanking. Keep it up until her whole bottom is just as red.”

Mark settled into a steady rhythm, and Lisa began to panic. She squirmed and squealed, biting her bottom lip to keep from pleading with him to stop. She lost count of the number of times he had spanked her, and she became aware of his erection swelling once again and pressing against her belly. She shivered when he finally stopped, and his fingers suddenly plunged into her sopping wet pussy.

“Would you look at that? I think the little slut likes to be spanked.”

Both men laughed, and Lisa squeezed her eyes tightly shut to hide her mortification. She remained motionless as Mark continued to probe her pussy, spreading her puffy lips apart so Jake could photograph her from every angle.

“Keep doing what you are doing,” Jake said. “I need to reload on film.”

Lisa moaned as Mark delved even deeper inside her, stroking her sensitive clit. “Don’t let her come,” Jake warned him. “She doesn’t get to come until I say so.”

Lisa bit back a frustrated sob and squirmed on Mark’s lap. He reached beneath her and gave her nipple a firm squeeze. “I think her ass would look even prettier with a few belt marks across it,” Mark said casually.

“That’s a good idea,” Jake said, meeting Lisa’s startled gaze. His eyes remained locked with hers as he slid his own belt off and handed it to Mark. “Go for it, but be sure not to break the skin. I don’t want any permanent scars on her.”

Lisa felt her panic beginning to rise up once again, and she let out a whimper. Jake held her gaze intently. “You’ll submit willingly because it pleases me,” he said in a soft but commanding voice.

Lisa dropped her gaze to the sofa and braced herself. Mark brought the belt down sharply on her bottom, and Lisa screamed. Each time he struck her with the wide leather belt, it felt like fire was shooting through her ass. Tears streamed down her cheeks, and she found it impossible to keep from squirming.

It seemed like an eternity had passed before Jake was satisfied that he had gotten all the shots he wanted. Mark dropped the belt and gave her bottom a punishing squeeze, causing Lisa to whimper.

“Go lie on the bed and spread your legs for me. I’m ready to fuck you.” Lisa stood up and began to walk toward the bed. “Not that way! On your hands and knees.”

Lisa bit her bottom lip and sank onto all fours. She crawled to the bed while the two men walked beside her. Jake continued to photograph her, taking pictures of her sprawled naked on the bed while Mark shed his clothes.

There wasn’t any foreplay. Mark simply grasped her thighs and held them wide while he plunged into her. He used her body like he would a prostitute, taking her in a variety of positions as Jake circled them with the camera. Mark’s stamina was remarkable, and he maintained his erection for well over an hour as he fucked her.

Mark roughly handled her breasts, twisted her nipples, pounded her pussy, and finally shuddered and groaned with delight as he unleashed another wad of sperm deep inside her. Lisa remained focused on Jake the entire time, wishing desperately that he was the one using her body instead of Mark. She was wound tight, but she couldn’t orgasm, not until Jake gave her permission.

Mark withdrew and left her panting on the bed as he and Jake shared a grin. “Man, that is some fine pussy Jake. Anytime you want to share her again, just call me.”

“Thanks buddy. That was spectacular.” Jake and Mark gave each other a high five. “Stay there, Lisa, just like you are. I want a few more shots of you, but Mark, I think you are done for the day.”

Jake loaded more film into his camera while Mark got dressed. They walked out, and Lisa could hear their rumbling male voices as they chatted and laughed. She heard Jake open and close the front door to let Mark out before he returned to the room. Lisa lay sprawled on the bed, just as they had left her, and she briefly met Jake’s eye as he approached with the camera.

Her body was thrumming with sexual tension as Jake circled her for another half hour, photographing her flushed body, paying particular attention to her swollen, shiny pussy and her throbbing nipples. When he was finally satisfied, he lay the camera aside and grinned down at her.

“You were magnificent today, Lisa. I got just what I wanted. You can shower if you want, and then get dressed and I will meet you in the kitchen.”

Jake started to leave the room, and Lisa sat up quickly. “Wait!” When he turned back to face her, Lisa’s eyes pleaded with him. She fought back tears as she thought about returning to her lonely apartment. “Please, you can’t leave me like this. I need…” She broke off on a sob, unable to finish her sentence.

Jake grinned again, and this time, there was open lust in his eyes. “Oh, I forgot. You didn’t get to come, did you?”

Lisa shook her head.

“What do you want me to do about that, Lisa?”

“Please, make love to me,” she whispered.

He placed both hands on the bed and leaned close enough for her to feel his breath on her face, and his eyes dropped to survey her nudity once more. When he finally spoke, his voice was a soft, gravelly rumble. “If I make love to you now, you will belong to me, body and soul. We won’t be testing the waters anymore. I will own you.”

Lisa shivered, but she held his gaze. “You already do.”

Jake closed the distance between them, and Lisa clung to him as he claimed her mouth. She wrestled his clothes off of him, frantic to have him inside her. When she peeled his pants off and revealed his erection, her breath caught in her throat. His cock was just as beautiful as the rest of him, thick and long, bigger even than Mark’s had been. She stroked it lovingly in both hands.

Without any prompting, she took him into her mouth and worshipped him. Her moans mixed with his as she bobbed back and forth, taking him deeper with each stroke. When she felt him tensing, she buried her nose in his pubic hair and swallowed his hot, sticky sperm, thrilled that she had pleased him.

When the last contractions faded, Jake lifted her head away and stroked his thumb along her cheek. “Good girl. I’ve been dreaming about this for the past three weeks.”

“You have?” Her confusion showed on her face. “I thought I didn’t mean anything to you.”

“From the minute I laid eyes on you in the store, I have wanted to have you for my own.”

“But you seemed so casual about it all, like you didn’t really care about me.”

“I care more than you know,” Jake said with a grin. “I had to make sure you were the right kind of woman for me. I will demand your total obedience, and I had to make sure you were capable of giving it. You pleased me tremendously today.”

Lisa glowed with pride, and she rose up to wrap her arms around his neck. Her breasts pressed against his chest as she kissed him. It didn’t take long for his cock to stiffen against her belly.

Jake pressed her back on the pillows and drove into her, filling her so deeply that it stole her breath. He watched her face as he rode her, luxuriating in her slick heat. She wrapped her legs around him and arched to meet each thrust.

“That’s it, baby. Come for me, just for me.”

She let go and her muscles locked to hold him deep inside. She had never experienced an orgasm like that, and she shuddered as her pussy clenched around him. He waited only until her tension eased to resume his strokes.

When she began to flower for him again, he withdrew and flipped her onto all fours. He grasped her hips and drove into her from behind. They both groaned as his balls slapped against her ass. His hands cupped her breasts with possessive heat as he squeezed her sensitive nipples. She braced her knees wide apart and arched her back, loving every sensation.

“Come for me again,” Jake whispered in her ear as he gave her nipples another sharp squeeze.

Lisa screamed and clenched around him, feeling her juices running down the insides of her thighs. After that, she climaxed so many times, she lost track, but each time, she waited for his command before letting herself go. When he finally came with her and poured his seed deep inside her pussy, she sobbed with satisfaction. They collapsed in a sweaty, boneless heap on the bed, both of their chests heaving from their exertions.

Jake pulled her into his arms and stroked her hair where it lay on his shoulder and chest. “You’re beautiful, and you’re all mine.”

“I know,” she whispered.

Source: Literotica: BDSM: Becoming His