Photographer's Model (closed for pipper and JT)

Apparently Laurie had forgotten her hand was still resting on his thigh. Phil decided to pretend to ignore it, but when she proposed a game of strip poker, his imagination started to run away. And the inevitable physical reaction began to set in. Fortunately her hand was not quite in a position to sense that directly. Yet.

"I think it would be a lot of fun to play strip poker with you, Laurie. But let's make it a real game. I usually pay you $50 for a modelling session. How about I put that on the table in $5 bills for you to win. You get chips equal to the number of items of clothing you are wearing. And we play until one of us has no more to lose. So to speak"

"And we agree you can decide to quit at any time. Entirely up to you."

"What do you think?"

Phil wondered what would happen when she finally realized where her hand was, and the effect she was having on him.
 
Laurie felt as if Phil had hi-jacked her proposal. He couldn’t be serious, surely? A real game of strip poker! “Er…I’m confused. It sounds like we stay fully clothed all the way during the game, with each chip representing an item of clothing, and we just bet with the money.”

Now, to Laurie that didn’t make sense in that she felt that Phil was pouring cold water on her original suggestion. Then she looked down and saw the bulge forming, and quickly repositioned her hand onto her lap.
 
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"End of each hand we settle up. If I win, you take off items of clothing for the number of chips you bet. If you win, you take the number of $5 bills I bet. I guess to be fair you need to be wearing at least 10 items of clothing. If you take all my money before you lose all your clothes, my bad luck. If the opposite, I have good luck."

Phil noticed she drew her hand away, as if burned. It was as he thought, she did not notice she had left it there. At least he found out before he made more of a fool of himself.

"I really like your idea of a strip poker game, but we will need somewhere private or choose a time in my studio when Mary is away. Don't you think?"

"It is still early Laurie, we do not have to go straight home unless you want to."
 
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Laurie roared with laughter as Phil finished his spiel on the betting rules. “You actually expect me to pay my losses with my clothing, while you on the other hand; remain fully clothed.

“And did I not say that, I would finish the shoot with one item on, or possibly two, and here you are, expecting me to take off everything if I lose the game. I’m sorry Phil, but that idea of yours is a non-starter.”

Laurie didn’t look at him, as she took a deep breath. “I think we best head home. I need to check in on Oscar, and send a follow up report on his progress to Wiltshire.”
 
Phil frowned, thinking she must be under a lot of stress, she was not thinking clearly at all. He had said she could quit at any time, entirely up to her. How did that equate to him saying she would end up naked. And if she would rather he was taking his clothes off too, why didn't she ask for that instead of getting her shorts in a knot. Oh well.

"Sure."

They drove on in silence. Phil was thinking through the shoot with Jennifer the next day. Probably best to spend a little time with her first, to get an idea what she was trying to get across with the photographs. What did a person try to present in a photograph on a dating site? She was always so flirtatious at work, what was she really looking for?
 
Well, thought Laurie, so much for strip poker, be it either a shoot or a game. On hindsight, it was probably for the best.

The rest of the ride seem to pass with minor tension. Phil was deep in thought. Would the flyer shoot be her last with him, that’s if Price didn’t put a damper on it?

As they stopped in Phil’s driveway, Laurie quickly kissed him on the cheek, in an effort to ease things. “That’s for being so understanding, and a wonderful person to work with.” Then she got out to wait for Phil to retrieve her cases from the trunk.
 
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Phil got out and went to the trunk and opened it, getting out Laurie's bags for her. Handed them to her, and closed the trunk, leaving his camera stuff.

She looked a bit quizzical. "A woman wants me to do a session with her tomorrow after work, so I am leaving the things there. Jennifer works where I work, she saw some of the photos I have been doing, and asked me to do a small portfolio for her, wants it for an online dating site, she said. So I am just going to leave the stuff in the car."

"Let me know . . . what you decide to do about the flyer shoot. Patterson wanted an answer tonight, but I put him off until tomorrow. Any later and the opportunity will be gone."

"Goodnight Laurie."
 
“I’m seeing Price first thing tomorrow and text you the outcome,” Laurie said, as she took hold of her cases.

When Phil mentioned Jennifer, Laurie’s heart sank. Now it looked like he had found another model. “Well, I wish you well with the shoot,” was all she could muster.

Then she turned away and entered the front door. Oscar was waiting for her, no doubt.
 
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Phil went in the house, said hi to Mary. She was watching TV as usual.

"There is some leftover tuna fish casserole in the fridge if you want it." she called from the den. Really Phil did not want it, that was one thing he knew he did not want. He also knew what he wanted, but that seemed out of reach. EVery time it looked like Laurie was about to become intimate, she suddenly got angry and bolted. Phil was a very patient man, but sometimes even a patient person reaches the point where it seems there is no point.

Nothing to do but wait for her text tomorrow.
 
Laurie was despondent. Even Oscar sensed it. After letting him out of his enclosure for a larger slither, he just placed his head on her lap. She returned the favour by stroking his scales, while wondering what it would feel like to be completely inside him. Maybe one day, she might ask Bella.

The following morning, Laurie took her report on Oscar with her to her meeting with the zoo director. Thankfully, she was on the receiving end of two good pieces of news. Following her meeting with Price, she sent a text to Phil.

‘Phil, the shoot for the flyer is a go, and…this coming Saturday morning you have been given a test run to photograph a pair of snakes at the zoo. If it works out, they will commission you to take more over time. I have to go with you, into the display, to make sure you’re safe. We have to be there at 8, so the shoot will be over before the public is allowed in.’

But, Laurie wanted to keep her plan alive. It had suffered a major setback. Desperately, she thought of one thing that Phil might be interested in, so she added, ‘I was wondering if you would like to do a bondage shoot?’

Then she sent the text.
 
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Phil smiled when he read her text. And replied with three separate messages.

'Great to hear about the zoo assignment, and really happy you will be there. Those things make me nervous. The snakes.'

'Even better news that we get to work together on the catalog shoot. The agency will need to know your stats, basic stuff every model's portfolio has - age, height, weight, dress size, waist, hips, shoe size, bust, cup, and anything else you think they would need to know to choose outfits for you.'

'I like your last idea. Why don't you come by tonight after dinner, and we can try it out in my studio.'

At lunchtime Jennifer suggested they grab a bite at a pub, but Phil said he had something to pick up across town. He visited a small shop in an area where he was pretty sure he would not be recognized, and a few minutes later emerged with a plain brown Kraft paper bag.
 
One home, Laurie heard her phone signal that a number of texts had arrived. “Wow! He’s going to put me in bondage after all! I just hope it’s an easy first step,” Laurie exclaimed, as she read Phil’s text. She remembered how Susan was eased into it, by Nick.

It didn’t take her long to text Phil with her stats, along with saying that she would see him later. “That should keep him interested!”

After a quick look in on Oscar who seemed to a bit more energetic, Laurie decided to stretch out on the bed.

It didn’t take long to fall asleep, but suddenly found herself down in the basement, lying on the floor, naked, with Oscar’s mouth at her feet!

Slowly, Oscar’s jaws opened, unhinging as they did so, as his head twisted and bent as it rose up over Laurie's exposed toes and lowered down, taking them in. Her toes vanished quickly into the python's maw and both of her feet were gone in an instant, Oscar’s jaws not closing again until both of Laurie's feet were inside the pink wetness of his mouth.

Laurie woke in a sweat. A shower was needed, right away!
 
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Jennifer rode with Phil to the park after work. He noticed she took special care with the shoulder belt, finally holding it away from her chest a bit. Obviously trying to attract his attention. He tried his best to ignore it, but truth was she was quite curvy.

At the park she made the most of her miniskirt on the swing, giving him flashes of a purple thong. Phil noticed to his surprise that he did not react to her. Strange, he thought.

He finished up the session with a number of softly lit head shots, the low angle to the light accentuated her high cheekbones. She really is quite striking, Phil mused.

"These portraits should get you lots of hits on that dating site Jennifer. I will post some of the swing shots to dropbox too, in case you want to use them."

Jennifer suggested dinner at her place, but Phil averred, saying "Oh thank you, but I have plans for this evening, at home."

He chuckled to himself, if she only knew. After dropping Jennifer off Phil went home and lugged his camera equipment up to his studio. Then prepared for the evening shoot bringing in the bench, a straight chair, after he tucked the paper bag under the bed.

At dinner Mary told him about the latest Oprah book her club had been reading, and said not to wait up for her, the book club meeting would run late, two authors had been invited, and one of them had written a few episodes of Upstairs Downstairs.

"That's OK dear, I have to finish up some portraits I shot after work."

It was true, in part.
 
“So, you’re going to appear in a flyer!” her mother exclaimed. “What does the zoo, think of that?”

Laurie silently sighed. Why did her mother always put a damper on things? “Price told me that he had no problem with it.”

“I don’t know…you have that snake to look after.”

“Oh, for crying out loud, Estella, she is looking after Oscar, and because of her, he’s making great progress.” Laurie’s champion, her father, had come to her rescue, again!

Laurie was glad when dinner was finished. She quickly grabbed the white string bikini…the one that Susan had bought her, from the ‘bondage’ shop…and had never worn, but tonight she would!

After saying a quick ‘goodbye’ to Oscar, Laurie rang Phil’s doorbell, not sure if his wife was in, otherwise she would have entered through the back.
 
Phil opened the front door and ushered Laurie in. He followed her upstairs to the studio, and watched her scan his setup. A plain straight dark wood chair sat on green color key fabric with matching backdrop. The bench and carpet were off to one side and on the bed lay a few short lengths of soft rope bleached white by the sun on his boat. His camera and lights were all set up on tripods. A brown paper bag was on the floor by the camera.

"I did not plan this, but it seems we have the house to ourselves for the next few hours. I thought we could start with you on this chair. With your permission I will tie your wrists behind your back, and your ankles to the chair. Is that what you had in mind?"
 
“Well, that sounds like a good way to start. Let’s call this shoot, ‘An Introduction to Bondage’. Start off slow and see how it goes,” was Laurie’s response.

Then she excused herself before going to the bathroom, to emerge five minutes later wearing just the white bikini. Laurie smiled as she sat down on the chair, ready to experience what Susan had got use to.
 
Phil took two of the ropes and knelt down in front of the chair.

"Any time you feel uncomfortable, just say so."

He took her right ankle and lined it up with the chair leg, and loosely secured it. Then repeated the process with her left leg. With difficulty he resisted the opportunity to caress her calf, but still enjoyed the silky soft feel of her skin, noticing she could be a foot model.

"Now put your arms behind your back."

Gently he guided her wrists together behind her back. And bound them together. Quickly he stepped back to reassure her that he could be trusted, and ducked down behind the camera. After a few shots he bent down to the paper bag, and produced a white silk blindfold. It had large circular eye covers and might be used if a person had difficulty sleeping because of light. As he produced it he pressed the burst mode on the camera to catch the expressions on her face as she realized he wanted to blindfold her.

"May I put this on you?"
 
One by one Laurie’s ankles were secured to the chair’s legs. When she thought about it, she began to realise that this was what bondage was all about. In essence, it was the ability to stop the ‘victim’ from any form of escape. Laurie smiled inwardly knowing that if she wanted to leave, she would simply untie the rope, but that option was about to change!

Following Phil’s request, she positioned her arms behind her, before he proceeded to bind her wrists together. No escape was now possible. Then he produced a type of mask.

Laurie mimicked horror, before saying, “Of course!” She could have said, ‘No’, but that would have been unthinkable! The success of her plan depended on continuing.
 
Slightly surprised at her compliance, Phil fitted the blindfold, gently securing it behind her head, careful not to catch her hair in the ribbon. Then he set up a small stepladder, and moved it to give him a different vantage. Once up on the ladder he shot several with flat lighting, then climbed down and turned on a single bulb table lamp to get cross lighting, and disabled the flash. The movements in relative silence had the effect he wanted. Her nipples had become prominent under the thin bikini top, and the side lighting made them stand out.

"Thank you Laurie, I will show you those photos when I have finished editing them. I was looking at various Matisse paintings and I was inspired to do somthing different. The color key backdrop will let me overlay the photo of you on top of clouds for a surreal effect . . . I hope . . we will see."

Phil then removed the blindfold, untied her and set the ropes aside.

"Now I'd like to try some with the bench. Do you remember the poses you did at the waterfall? And one of the first times here too, I think. I'd like to redo those tonight."
 
Laurie knew exactly what Phil wanted. After a brief series of sitting poses, she fully eased herself up onto the bench.

Smirking, she brought her knees up and leaned her head back, before slightly opening her mouth. Not the ‘O’, but just enough to make the pose worthwhile.
 
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Phil walked behind her, and secured her ankles together, then gently moved her wrists behind her and secured those together. Finally a third rope tied her wrists to her ankles. Then the blindfold, again careful not to muss her hair with the ribbon ties.

He pulled the stepladder into position and took several shots with the single bulb lighting, then got down and changed to the multi-flash flat lighting and took several more shots.

All the time, he was talking to her.

"Laurie, you know this fall my course will include some female nude sessions. I suppose they will bring in a model to do some stock poses. But I would like to do something different. Female figure studies, but from a different perspective. I would like to take a series of ambiguous shots of the female body, in which the viewer will not realize, at least at first, exactly what they are looking at."

"I wonder if you would agree to model some for me. No, before you answer, please hear me out. You have a beautifully sculptured back, and I would like to photograph it tonight, then when I have the material edited, show you the results and see what you think. If you like them, and are comfortable with the idea, we can continue and do a series."

Satisfied with the current photographs he approached the bench, and took off the blindfold, and untied her wrists and ankles.

"Those are great shots Laurie, I can't wait to show you."

"So what I am hoping is that you will lay tummy down on the bench, drop your arms loose to the floor, and let me untie the strings of your bikini top, let them fall toward the floor, and then I want to take a series of photographs of your bare back. Closeups, low angle lighting, only your back visible in the frame, totally anonymous. Please?"

Just thinking about it gave him twinges. Very pleasant twinges.
 
As Phil talked to her, Laurie now remembered what Susan had said about not seeing Keith as he taunted her while continuing to put more ‘bondage’ equipment on her. Of course Laurie could tell where Phil was by the direction she heard his voice.

With some sort of relief, Phil untied her, and removed the blindfold, though what he would do with her, in the next bondage shoot, would be completely up to him.

What he was now proposing was for her to lie down, on her stomach, on the bench. “Okay. But could you leave the room afterwards, so I can put the top back on?” She just wasn’t ready to bare her breasts to him. Maybe another trip to John Stuart’s peat pit would be a perfect opportunity for him to finally see them!

Gingerly Laurie turned over and waited for Phil to remove her top. Somehow she felt that her plan had taken a major step forward.
 
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"Of course. I would be happy to re-tie them for you, but since I have no prior exerience in such things, I am sure I would do it wrong." Phil chuckled.

He gently moved her hair off her shoulders and untied the upper cord at the back of her neck, tucking it forwards and down. Then he untied the cord at the center of her back, and let the sides of her bikini top fall toward the floor. This exposed the curves which led from her sides to her breasts. How he longed to touch her, there. It was no surprise he was becoming aroused be her, yet again. She seemed to have some connection straight to his libido.

But he concentrated, and arranged his flash lighting to cross her back at a low angle to accentuate the topography. He knew the effect he was looking for.

Phil shot several macro focus shots across her back, with the light in several directions, not sure which was best to get the illusion. All the time Laurie lay quietly.

At one time he looked down at the rising curves partly covered by the bottom of her bikini. He was tempted to tug those strings as well, but restrained himself. Then he stood up.

"All done Laurie. Thank you so much for agreeing to try that. I will step out in the hall for a few minutes while you dress. Tap on the door, or open it, when you are ready."

Phil was glad for the chance to re-compose himself. He had become well and thoroughly aroused, and badly needed some distraction. He wondered where this would all end up. He was certain she knew the effect she was having on him. But was was her goal? Or was she simply as conflicted as he was?
 
Laurie knew that Phil had eyed her butt. He really didn’t have a choice, with all his closeness to her body. Flash after flash fired, click after click. She wanted it to continue, but shoots had to come to an end sooner or later.

When Phil had excused himself, Laurie quickly put the bikini top back on. Opening the door, she said, “I’ll be right back.” In the bathroom, Laurie simply put on casual items over her bikini, and tidied her hair up a bit.

“That was good!” she exclaimed as she re-entered the studio. “We’ll have to do another bondage shoot soon.” But there was something else that had a more pressing need to be accomplished. “I really liked mucking about in the peat, so…how about we do another video there?” It was time to let Phil see her breasts, and video her in a sexy playful mood!
 
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