Photographer's Model (closed for pipper and JT)

"Well from your heel to your instep is larger than your ankle so it won't slip down."

"I promise it will not stick to your skin."

"But when you are in the snake, um, how, um, where will you be? Will he swallow you if you are in a chair? Or will you be on the floor? Or? I need to get that part right so the photos will line up."

"And, now that you mention it, this stuff would make an interesting restraint for a bondage session, maybe we can try that after we do the shots to overlay with the Oscar shots tomorrow. The fact that it is transparent adds a dimension."

Phil was pleased with how things were going. And the twinges were getting stronger too. It was her smile that really got him, though. So pretty.
 
Phil’s question made Laurie think for a few moments. She always thought she would be on the floor, as that was the normal way for a snake to get its meal, but…

“How about on the chair so that I could hold my legs out, thus given you some room to play with? Besides, that might give me a chance to see if Oscar can put my legs in his mouth, while keeping himself raised.”

Then she smiled realizing that she had said ‘legs’ which might have given the impression she was willingly going to allow Oscar to go up to her hips.

Then Phil suggested doing a bondage shoot after finishing with Oscar. Laurie decided to play her cards close to her chest. “We’ll see. We’ve got a lot on our plate in the morning. Oh, if you could get the photos of the snake ready, you can come with me to the zoo, and let them look at them. I tell you Phil, if both shoots work out well, you might have to quit your present job!”

Laurie laughed. But she knew he deserved being successful at photography. He certainly had earned it
 
"I really would like to do that Laurie, my job pays ok, the people are nice enough, but the routine is just so, routine."

Phil knelt by the chair and cupped her heels in one hand while the other wrapped the tape about three-quarters of the way to her knees, up from her ankles. He clasped his hands around her calves just below her knees and said, "Imagine Oscar's mouth up to here." He squeezed just a little, then stepped back and started shooting.

"That's it, that's it, good."

"Look at the snake. Watch his head."

A few more shots and Phil produced a sailor's knife and, turning the blunt edge toward her, deftly sliced the tape from her legs.

He looked around, showing a bit of confusion and asked, "Did you bring your white bikini?"
 
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Laurie watched as Phil slowly wrapped her lower legs with the packing tape. “Actually, Oscar will unhinge his jaw to take my feet and legs in, and there won’t much room inside him for me to move them.”

Then she went through a set of poses as if her legs were actually were actually inside the reptile. Bella would have grimaced at first, Laurie thought, then after sometime she would have enjoyed it.

In a way Laurie was glad to be free of the tapes, but then wondered if Susan would have pleaded with her boyfriend, Keith, to not only leave them on, but go further up.

Then Phil asked her about her white bikini. “Oh, it’s here.” She stood up, and lifted the black top off of her, followed by the black shorts as they were slipped off her legs.
 
Phil was a bit taken aback at how casually she stripped off her top and shorts. When they first started she would have locked herself in the bathroom to do that. But he quickly gained control of himself and smiled approval.

"It will be interesting to see how this photographs in such dim light. I suspect the reflectance being so close to your own skin tone will make the bikini almost disappear in the photographs. Let's see."

He walked around her quickly shooting, then examined the results on the back of the camera.

"Yes, as I thought. Beautiful effect."

He replaced the simple wood chair with a swivel chair with arms. After she sat in it again he lifted her legs by the heels and wrapped up close to her knees. Then he repeated asking her to imagine the snake up to just below her knees, wrapping his large hands around her upper calves to simulate. And took some shots while she pictured the snake up to her knees.

"It seems a shame to miss this chance, Laurie, may I?"

And Phil placed her left forearm on the arm of the chair and held the roll of tape as if to wrap it there.

"Just for my private collection."
 
Laurie dreaded what Phil meant by making most her bikini disappear. Was he planning to do it via some software? It was as if her plan to trap him, had in fact trapped her, and now he was calling the shots!

Then Phil changed the chairs, and began the same process of taping her legs together. After that had been accomplished, his hands played on her calves. It took all her might not to moan.

Then, as before a number of poses was asked of her pretending to have her lower legs in Oscar’s mouth. But Phil wasn’t finished. Instead of taking the tape off, he hinted that he would like to tape her forearm to the chair arm.

It appeared that he was after some bondage shots. Laurie could have said, ‘no’, but then he might back out of shooting her with Oscar, so she just nodded her consent.
 
As Phil taped her forearms to the chair he reminded her of the last peat session.

"Remember that last time in the peat? The peat was swallowing you. As if it was a metaphor for Oscar. Watching you, I realized how much the thoughts were arousing you, you took off your top, fondled your body, I have it all on video."

As he talked, Phil wound more plastic on her, around her waist and the back of the chair, on her lower thighs, just above her knees.

"I'd like to take your top off now, for these photographs."

"May I?"
 
Poor Laurie! What a mess she had gotten into. Her plan had indeed backfired. Now she was being slowly covered in tape, well some of her. But how much more did Phil intend to do?

Then he mentioned their last shoot in the peat, as if it was a comparison with her and Oscar. Surely he didn’t have plans for her to be swallowed by the reptile till only her head was outside its mouth? Laurie hoped not!

Then he asked to take her bikini bra off. Now what she thought? She couldn’t really refuse, as she had exposed her breasts in the peat, and with her arms taped to the chair, there was no other option except…”Go ahead, Phil.”
 
Phil smiled to himself, and reached behind her to release the slipped knots at her neck and back. The white top however stayed in place, although no longer tight. Deftly he tugged a string and it fell away, to the floor. He had forgotten just how beautiful her breasts were. He looked for a moment, then caught himself and got the camera. Several shots later, he put the camera down and looked her square in the eyes. The sexual tension between them was palpable. Finally he overcame his lust, and with his knife gently released her bonds. He touched her feet and then her hands to be sure he had not cut off her circulation. They were cool, but not cold. He bent down and handed her the top, fingers lingering on hers.

"Laurie you have a very beautiful body. I very much would like to do figure studies of you, nude. No, no, don't answer now, please think about it, whether you could be comfortable with me like that, whether you know you can trust me. Its important to me, I could never photograph you like that unless you were 100% in favor of it. You fascinate me, I enjoy being with you, I enjoy photographing you, I just want to extend that into paying homage to your physical beauty. And that only would work for me if we had a meeting of the minds about it."

Phil inhaled long and slow, then held his breath a few moments and slowly exhaled. He felt peaceful, and relaxed with her, yet aroused and lustful at the same time. At least, so far, he managed to control himself.
 
Somehow, Laurie was beginning to sense what Susan liked about bondage. After all, she couldn’t have stopped Phil from taking her bikini top off if she wanted to. How could she? She was bound to the chair, therefore at his mercy. In a way she liked the idea as if it represented the domination of the male over the female. Though her plan was to slowly bring Phil under her control, she had, in this situation, been under his. So she just let him take photo after photo of her.

As Phil began to free her of her restraints, Laurie couldn’t help to see the eye contact between them. She just smiled, as if to say, ‘Everything’s fine’, but when he handed her top back, he mentioned if she would pose…naked for him. Thankfully, he left it so she could think about, rather than a decision there and then.

Posing topless was to her acceptable, because she was the one who had initiated it in the peat pit, but nudity was a different kettle of fish. “I need to think about. Of course there is the possibility of my parents finding out, but the real problem could be your wife.” The last thing Laurie wanted was to destroy his marriage.

But wasn’t that the goal of her plan, so she could have him to herself?
 
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Phil laughed,"I wont tell them if you don't. Of course it would be strictly between the two of us and I will make certain no one could identify you from the photographs. I want them to be almost abstract, just an homage to the female figure. Its something I have wanted to . . express . . for some time."

"Now let's finish up our drinks, I have some work to do to prepare the zoo proofs, make a thumb drive for them to choose the ones to work into final versions. You are welcome to stay and watch if you like. Mary will not be home for a couple of days at least, and your parents are away too."

What he wanted was to spend the night with her, but he was afraid to suggest it outright. He busied himself tidying the studio and clearing his desk to work on the zoo photos.
 
Laurie decided as they finished their drinks, to go home instead. “I need to do deal with Oscar in the morning, namely picking up his er…poop, and take it with us to the zoo, so the vets can test it to see how he’s coming along. You can come over, so he gets use to you.”

Before heading out, Laurie put her top and shorts back on. “Just in case, old nosy Parker is up to her tricks again!”

A peck on Phil’s cheek and she was gone.
 
Phil exhaled, long and slowly after Laurie left. The tension between them had had him on edge, and it was nice to just relax, not worry about how things would proceed between them, and just focus on the zoo photos. He selected 20 of the best shots, adjusted them more or less, and put them on a thumb drive for proofs for them.

Then he poured himself a short straight scotch, turned out all the lights, and sat in the dark, sipping, and wondering. Sometimes it felt like a stretched rubber band between them. He had no idea if his feelings were reciprocated, but he had reason after tonight to think they might be.

Finally he decided - life is too short to drink cheap wine.

Went upstairs, showered and to bed. He slept soundly, with one dream, sailing across a calm sea amongst tropical islands, Laurie at his side. He felt her body agaisnt his side, and she kissed him lightly because they were so happy.
 
Laurie woke from wonderful sleep. It was if she had nothing to worry about.

As she showered, Laurie pondered over Phil’s request for her to pose in the nude. She did have a figure that was something to be proud of, and Phil had seen her breasts twice now, but that nagging doubt of exposing her…private part was now the battle she was dealing with. Oh, how she wished she could go back to sleep!

Now, attired in her bathrobe Laurie had a light breakfast. The thought that part of her would be inside Oscar later that day, had excluded a heavier meal. The last thing she wanted was to throw up all over the reptile, as well as herself!
 
All too soon his alarm woke him from yet another dream centered on Laurie. As usual, traveling together. In Italy for some reason. Beautiful warm sun, strong coffee, superb desserts.

Phil had a quick breakfast, made a big pot of strong coffee and put the extra in a Thermos. Packed photo gear for the shoot with Oscar, and texted Laurie, 'Ready when you are.'

Then he opened his laptop and set to editing the bondage shots from the day before and encrypting them for secure storage in the cloud. As he worked he remembered the feel of her legs, and wished he had followed his urge to continue caressing all the way up to her hips. And enjoyed the sensations that came.
 
Laurie was changing into a loose sweater and jeans, when she got Phil’s text. He’s very eager, she thought, but…

She sent a text reply. ‘Not so fast! We’ve got some snake poop to deal with first. Come over and help me, so Oscar can get use to you a bit more, so he doesn’t think you’re a threat to him or me.'

Attending to the reptile’s poop was the low point in caring for a snake, but it had to be done. In the wild the snake would just slither away, whereas in the zoo, and with Oscar in his enclosure the snake had to put up with it, till its handler cleaned it up.
 
He frowned for a moment, then scurried up a pair of disposable nitrile gloves from his shop in the basement, slipped them in his back pocket and made his way through their backyards to the door to her house and tapped on it.

His camera gear was slung in a large pack, and he brought the thermos of hot coffee to share. It was coffee not tea she had ordered at lunch he thought, then doubted himself. Was it tea? Now he was not sure.

So much he was not sure of. But under it all, one thing was certain. He wanted to be with her.

He tapped again, a little louder.
 
Laurie heard Phil tap at the back door. As she approached it, he tapped again. “Coming…coming!”

She opened the door. “Well, look at you. Looks like you’re going on a field trip!” she coly said. “Come on; let’s get this dirty business over and done with.”

Laurie led him down to the enclosure, where Oscar was coiled on his heated rock. She then opened the small cupboard and pulled out a few clear plastic bags, and a couple of scoops. Handing a couple of bags and a scoop to Phil, she said. “No need to worry, Oscar will tell us where his shit…I mean his poop is. He doesn’t like moving through it just as much as we don't like treading in it.”

Laurie opened the enclosure’s door. She went in first. Oscar uncoiled himself and moved towards them. “Okay,” Laurie said, holding up a scoop. “Where are they?” Even though she could smell them, she couldn’t see them in the growth.

Oscar moved closer to Phil. then stuck his head in some growth. “He’s telling you there’s some in there. Good luck!”
 
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Phil slipped on the gloves he brought, and started poking around where the snake was nosing, No question that snake made him nervous. Enough to quell the slight arousal he always felt now in Laurie's presence. That at least was a good thing. He found something that looked more as if it had come from a bird, but a huge bird. And he caught the aroma. A bit awkwardly he managed to scoop in into the bag she had given him. The snake went off then, tongue scenting the air. Phil followed, and found one more. The routine seemed almost domestic, doing it with her.

He watched her working, following the snake's lead. Surprisingly he began to trust the snake a little more. It was a wild animal of course, still it seemed to be happy with her, and at least content that he be there too.

What would life be like, with her? Why did he feel this way?
 
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When the reptile looked at her, Laurie knew the search for his poop was over. “Well, there doesn’t appear to be anything wrong with that part of him,” she said. “Okay, now Phil, just seal the tops of the bags closed, like this.” Then she just slowly pressed along the tops. “It’s especially made to seal like that. So much so, the vets have to cut it open.”

Then she laughed. “I wouldn’t like their job testing these. But at least I don’t have the job of finding a place to dump this stuff!” With that, Laurie exited the enclosure. “Don’t worry; I’m just getting the container to put the bags in. If he comes near you just stroke his scales. He likes that, and also lets him know that you’re a friend.”
 
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'Here I am, holding sealed bags of snake poo, awaiting return of the woman of my dreams.' He felt ridiculous and didn't care. The snake, thankfully, seemed to accept him. It moved around a bit, perhaps hungry.

"Well my lucky friend you have a real treat in store for you this morning. You will have my envy all the time you get to mouth those delightful legs."

And that thought, kissing her calves and behind her knees, her thighs, that did arouse him. Anxious not to be embarrassed, Phil studied the snake, but with partly averted glances, so as not to awaken whatever defence mechanisms it had. It was after all a wild animal and he had no idea if its fear reaction was flee or flight. Right then Phil wanted to flee but he stayed, and waited.
 
Laurie returned with two containers, one larger than the other. “Okay, we’ll put the bags in the smaller one. “ Cautiously she put hers in first.

When all the bags were in the container, Laurie grabbed some ice from the freezer and covered the bags with it. “That’s to keep it from smelling up a storm, especially when we’re taking your car.” Then she had a rethink. “No, we’ll take mine. You can leave your gear here if you want, or put it back in your house, as we need to get to the zoo.” Then she latched the container closed.

“See you later Oscar, you’re in for a treat later,” she said as she closed the door to the enclosure. Was she putting a brave face on it? Well, she could just tell Turner, that she tried, but Oscar just wasn’t interested. Then she wondered if Phil would be turned on by some of her legs going into the snake?

Laurie picked up both containers; the bigger one, having once contained the ‘meat’ arm that Oscar had eaten without any problem. “The zoo needs this one back, so they can put his next meal in it.”
 
Phil reached in his bag, and pocketed the thumb drive with the proofs of his zoo shots. Then put his camera gear over in the corner, out of the way. Picked up the heavier container and followed Laurie out to her car. Just as well he would not have to explain to Mary why his car had an aroma of poop.

He relaxed as they drove to the zoo. She was a smooth driver, perhaps more patient than he, but still made good time. His phone chimed a text message, it was Mary saying she would stay a couple more days with her sister, but don't worry everything went better than expected. The doctors were confident they had corrected the problem. He texted back that all was well, and the PVR was recording her shows in case she did not catch them.

"Look's like I'm a bachelor for a few more days Laurie."
 
“At least you’re spared a few more days without Downton Abbey,” Laurie responded, while thinking that might give her slightly more time to consider Phil’s request about her posing in the nude.

Soon they arrived at the zoo. “I take the containers to Wiltshire, the head vet after I’ve get the boss, Charles Price to see you concerning the photos.”

Laurie as usual led the way through security. Suddenly she spotted the zoo’s director. “Mr. Price! Mr. Williams, here, would like to show you the images he took of ‘Beth’ the green python. That’s if you have the time.”

Price looked serious. “I presume you’re off to the vets with those?” He asked, referring to the containers.

“Yes sir.”

“Very well, Mr. Williams, come with me. Let’s see if you’re just as talented as Miss. Barnes says you are.”

“Good luck, Phil,” Laurie softly said. “I’ll be waiting here for you.”
 
Once inside the director's office, Phil handed him the thumb drive, explaining "Here are proofs of the shots I took. Its a bit of a challenge getting that color true with the available lighting. But I have on file reference shots of a color chart that I took at the same time, so these are quite accurate. Any shots you choose, if your publicity people give me the exact specifications, I can load finished versions to the cloud and send you a link, with password."

He sat back while Price flipped through the shots. He appeared satisfied. One image in particular seemed to attract him. It was a close up of the snake's head, eyes crystal sharp, and the body progressively softer toward the rear. The green was vivid, and the red eyes were almost hypnotising. The viewer felt like prey.

Price selected two more, one a more or less stock overall view of the animal, and one nearly invisible in the greenery in the enclosure.

"I will discuss these with the board, assuming you are available Williams, I'd like you to do a different animal each month. I need the board's approval for the project, and we will want all rights to the images. Shall I proceed?"

Phil was ecstatic. But kept cool, "I would like in addition to the compensation a small photographer credit, and to retain right to use the images in my own promotional material. Not in any publication either hard copy or Web, but just in my portfolio."

"Agreed. I will let you know the board's decision. I will recommend you. "

A bit dazed, Phil returned to where Laurie was waiting.

"I think my career has been launched. Let's get back and see what we can do about settling that debt you lost."
 
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