Photographer's Model (closed for pipper and JT)

[JayTee69gmx]

"Yes, I would really like to do some more at the peat pit. See if there is any time late afternoon or early evening we could do it. This time of year it does not get dark until well after 8 pm."

The image of Laurie rubbing the peat on the front of her panties flashed through his mind, with the predictable effect. Phil squirmed a bit and sat down crossing his legs.

"Laurie, have a look a the raw shots of your back."

He flipped open his laptop, wirelessly connected it to the camera card, and pulled up one of the later images. It showed what could have been smooth sand dunes with marks here and there, but closer inspection showed it to be a person's back. Very fine very short downy hair was backlit at the edges of the landscape, behind that was color key backdrop.

"I will change that color key to black I think or dark grey or a tan. I am not sure yet. But look at the effect! The image is ambiguous at first, but then it it extremely intimate, pure art appreciation of the female form. Next time we do some bondage shots, I would like to add some, um, call them landscape shots. Anonymous. ambiguous, intimate. Maybe you could suggest other areas where I could get a similar effect. Your upper inner thigh comes to mind."

"Text me at work if you set up a time for the peat pit."

 

[pipper]

Laurie looked at the images. “Wow, at first glance you wouldn’t think it was someone’s back!”

Then Phil mentioned ‘landscape’ shots, and she knew exactly what he meant. “My bikini bottoms stay on for the time being. As for those ‘hills’, let’s see how the peat shoot turns out,” responded Laurie, as if she was playing safe, just in case she ‘chickened’ out while in the peat, just like she had done the previous time. “Though, I would like to see what you do with my upper thighs.”

She smiled that coy smile of hers. “Now, what about the next bondage shoot? I think I’ll leave that up to you.” The more shoots she did, the more she got paid!

“I’ll give Stuart a call in the morning, and set up a time. Any idea what time would be the earliest for you?”

 

[JayTee69gmx]

"I can pick you up here about 5:30, we could be there by 6:30. Text me if it's on, and I will leave work a bit early. That place still makes me nervous, but I should be a little better the second time."

'Bikini bottoms stay on for the time being.'

Phil tried his best not to react, but the implication he got was that some time they would be off! An even more arduous test of his willpower. And at the moment, try as he might to avoid it, the mental image of her in the peat pit, rubbing the front of her panties was firmly lodged. As was his arousal.

She knows exactly what she is doing, he thought. He stood up, knowing if she glanced down, the bulge in his jeans would confirm for her the effect she had on him.

"I will see if I can find some apparatus for the next bondage shoot we do."

 

[pipper]

After a quick peck on Phil’s cheek, Laurie went home. Thankful that her mother was busy reading a book, and her father was in the study, she went and took a shower.

“I wonder what Phil meant by, ‘apparatus’,” Laurie softly said to herself. Either way, she was intrigued. As the water cascaded over her naked form, she began to script out her ‘act’ in the peat. In all honesty, she couldn’t put off going topless any longer. It was if she was Bella making the decision to be swallowed completely by Oscar.

Now in her pyjamas, she went down to check on Oscar. He always loved their time together, especially when Laurie let him out of his enclosure. It was as if he was back on stage at the club. She stroked his scales. “I wonder if you would let me out, after I let you swallow me, or…would you send me on a one way trip down into your stomach?”

She shook her head. It must have been that dream where Oscar took her feet into his mouth. Why else would she have said that?

 

[JayTee69gmx]

Sometimes a peck on the cheek is just that, a peck on the cheek. Almost like a tap from a finger. But when Laurie kissed Phil's cheek, a bolt shot straight through him. Her lips were moist, soft, and compliant. When she left, he exhaled, finally.

Phil selected two of the best bondage shots and stripped the color key background. He then laid them over stock shots of puffy clouds, both shot from below, and above, from an airplane. The latter looked as if she was falling. Not what he wanted. But against clouds shot from below the effect was absurd. Exactly what he wanted. Laurie tied and blindfolded all in virginal white, from above, against clouds from below. It was surreal. Clear statement that photographs were not reality. But a non verbal expression of an idea, a concept, a thought that could not be reduced to words.

Phil stored the two finished images on his laptop to show her, along with the 'landscape' with a blue to violet gradient like a desert night sky and a single point light. In his mind he titled that one 'venus'. He password protected the folder, and then encrypted it with a pass phrase, and finally made it 'hidden'.

Next day at work, he compulsively checked his phone for a text.

 

[pipper]

The following morning Laurie met Susan at the costume shop where Laurie had previously spoken to Bella and Phillpotts. “Oh, I see that you made it. I’ve got a gift for you!” exclaimed Susan.

Laurie rolled her eyes. “Please don’t tell me it’s another costume. I haven’t even looked at the one you selected for me, the last time we were here.”

“No, this one is from Bella,” Susan said as she went through her purse. “Ah, here it is.”

Laurie knew what it was. “Why on earth would she give me a DVD, and where did you meet her?”

“Actually, I didn’t. Apparently she gave it to the store clerk in the off chance you might come back. As the clerk knew we were friends, she gave it to me.” Then Susan put her hands up. “Don’t ask me what’s on it, because I simply don’t know!”

Reluctantly, Laurie put it in her purse. “Oh, Phil and I are going to another peat shoot, hopefully tonight.”

“Did you know that Stuart has a new pit? It’s basically a circle. I tried it out yesterday. Poor Keith just stood there and watched me play with myself!”

Laurie grimaced. “Oh, maybe I’ll ask Stuart if I could use that one.”

The rest of their chat was more casual. Soon it was time to go their separate ways.

It was early afternoon, after having a salad at home, Laurie called Stuart. It didn’t take long to receive an ‘OK’.

A text was sent to Phil. ‘Tonight at 6:30 is fine. We’re going to try out a new pit of Stuart’s. See you at 5:30!’

 

[JayTee69gmx]

Even as he saw there was a text from her, Phil felt a twinge in his groin. After he read it the time seemed to drag mercilessly until quitting time. Only by burying himself in his work could he escape the mental images of their last session at the peat pit.

Just before he got home Phil stopped his car, opened the file with the three photographs on his laptop, and then drove to his driveway, and texted her that he was there and ready to leave.

Waiting for her, he ran through the thoughts he had had the night before, about what they were doing.

 

[pipper]

Laurie spent the rest of the afternoon with Oscar. He was always good company. Somehow, he had a relaxing effect on her. Whenever she had had a bad day, Oscar seemed to perk her up. So why that dream? It certainly wasn’t the snake’s fault! It surely wasn’t her meeting with Bella, could it? Speaking of which, what was on that DVD? Tomorrow she would find out.

At five, Laurie had a quick shower, after which she selected three items from her ‘discard’ selection. No point in ruining good clothing!

Then she got Phil’s text. Racing down the stairs, she said, “See you later, Mum!” All Laurie got in return was a grunt!

Within seconds she opened the passenger’s car door; slung her bag on the back seat. “Okay, Phil, let’s get going!”

 

[JayTee69gmx]

Phil handed her his laptop and accelerated out of the driveway.

Once she had her belt on he said "Open my laptop, and you will see three photos. The 'landscape' and two from the bondage sessions. I put an artificial sky behind the landscape with a single dot of bright light. 'Venus' I call it. The star and the meme of feminine beauty. Then with the bondage shots I laid them over a background of fluffy white clouds in a bright blue sky so the observer is looking up at them and down at you at the same time. Except with the blindfold you are anonymous, a concept."

"It is an attempt at expressing something that can not be said with words. They are real things but the combination is surreal. It is you, but it isn't you. The result is a complex of thoughts that are inconsistent with themselves."

"If the peat pit today turns out the way I think it might, I think I will turn the tables on you in our next bondage shoot."

They drove on and soon were at the pit. Phil readied his camera gear.

 

[pipper]

Laurie studied the images as Phil talked about them. She was impressed. He certainly had talent! When he mentioned that the next bondage shoot would depend on how the peat session went, Laurie wondered what he had in mind. Either way she had to let him have his way. After all, that was what bondage was all about!

The rest of the ride was done with the occasional comment. After arrival at Stuart’s, Laurie got instructions on how to get to the new pit. Once there; she unlocked the door to the enclosure and opened it, so that Phil could carry his equipment through.

“Okay, I’m going to get changed. I won’t be long.”

True to her word, Laurie re-appeared about seven minutes later, attired in a red and white mini-skirt, which slightly covered a pair of black panties, a blue t-shirt, and flip-flops. But what was under the t-shirt?

Laurie stepped up to the edge of round peat pit. “Boy, that stuff looks really thick. Nothing like the other one.”

 

[JayTee69gmx]

"Please be careful, Laurie, that stuff makes me nervous."

As before, Phil had set up one camera recording video, and he started it to get a full record of the event. And while she was changing he had checked the knots on the ropes tied to the safety poles which the owner had placed around the outside. One he had re-tied. Finally he had secured to a nearby tree a length of his own line he had brought. Still, he was nervous. Which for the time being at least had quelled the arousal that he now always felt to some extent when in her presence.

"Zzzk, zzk, zzzk." Shutter sounds were clear in the early evening air. The light was at a low angle as the sun dipped to the horizon behind trees. Phil took several shots as she approached the pit, her skin glowed in that light, and he wanted to capture that before it was touched by the dark peat.

 

[pipper]

It was time to go in, but Laurie wanted to go by her unwritten script. “I’m going to make comments during the shoot, as if I’m talking to an unseen audience. Phil, unless I panic and scream, ‘Help!’, just ignore me. Now, I’m going to approach the pit again.”

She then went and stood between a pair of trees, out of sight of the two cameras. Now Laurie moved her hair so that it flowed down in front of her shoulders. Once that was done, she approached the pit again, with her arms down by her sides. Laurie looked at the black substance.

“Oh, my, it is thick. According to Susan this stuff provides nourishment to the surrounding trees. I have no idea how, but Susan did say that the substance was…erotic to the skin, if one stayed in it long enough. I think I’ll just go in for a little while.”

Laurie then slipped off her flip-flops. Then she gingerly placed her right foot in the peat. “It is thick, but my foot is in it! Oh, it sank down. Now the stuff’s up to my calf.” Then she placed her left slightly ahead of her right. “Oh, now both legs are up to their calves in the peat. It’s as if the black stuff is trying to hold them in its grasp.”

Then Laurie brought her right leg out, and placed it back in the peat, next to the other leg. “Hmmm, let’s go a little further in.” Holding the hem of the skirt with both hands, Laurie brought her left leg back out of the peat, and moved it forward. This time it sank down to its knee. The right leg quickly followed.

“I didn’t mean going in a little further, in that sense,” Laurie said, as she brought the hair over her left shoulder around her back so that her blonde hair now draped over her right one.

 

[JayTee69gmx]

Help? That was to be the 'safe' word? If we do this again, or if I shoot video of her again, we should come up with something more obtuse, so she can say 'help' as an effect, without me plunging into the peat witb a rope. On the way home maybe we should discuss a safe word fof the bondage session too. Phil's mind rambled on as he watched her and photographed, working quickly to get various angles, close ups and extreme wide angles too.

When she lifted the hem of her mini skirt he caught a flash of jet black panties. "When you get father in, you could take your skirt off over your head and hand it to me Laurie, keep it clean."

Phil hoped the peat would have the same effect as last time, perhaps even stronger since it was so thick.

 

[pipper]

Laurie looked at Phil when he made the remark about keeping her skirt clean, as if to say, ‘Keep quiet’. Then she began to sway her hips while holding the front of the skirt up. “Let’s see if I can get my legs to sink a little bit more.”

She appeared to have a tough time, but eventually got the black substance up to her thighs. Then Laurie began to move up and down, each cycle the peat got closer to her crotch; the black panties now in full view thanks to the raised skirt. With her hair now flowing completely down her back, Laurie began to grind her hips, the thick stuff clinging to her skin. Soon the lower hedge of her panties dipped below the surface. “Wow, Susan was right. The stuff does have a feel of sexuality to it.” She turned around, letting Phil have a good look at her butt.

But she wasn’t finished. Up and down, went her hips, as she continued to slowly go deeper. The hem of her skirt now higher than her panties, which themselves, were close to going under. ‘Oh, this feels so great!”

 

[JayTee69gmx]

Her meaning was clear. 'Be quiet!' Phil almost replied. But he didn't. She was coming under the spell of the place and he did not want to do anything to upset the process.

He zoomed his lens to get closeups of the dark peat, light skin, black panties as contrasting bands. Properly cropped he hoped to get ambiguous images that the viewer would slowly realize were erotic.

Then she turned away. The twin curves of her bottom shaped the black panties. There was no ambiguity about that shape. Quickly he opened the zoom to get views of the pit and her saucily lifting her skirt like a WWII pin up photo in a pilot's locker. All she had to do to complete that meme was to look back over her shoulder and wink.

Less nervous now, Phil's arousal became more evident.

 

[pipper]

Laurie continued to grind her hips, as they slowly went under the surface taking the panties with them. But that was short-lived, as Laurie raised herself, bring them back into view. “That felt so good to have those under,” she coyly said. “But, I wonder how the peat provides nourishment to the trees? Surely this stuff isn’t good for them.”

She turned around again. “Either way, the trees do look better for it. I will have to thank Susan for telling me about the peat’s erotic feel to it. I think I’ll stay in it for a little while longer!”

Then Laurie faced Phil again, pulling the peat covered hem of the skirt outwards, before settling her hips back into the black substance. Now the skirt looked like a ‘barrier’ as it laid on the peat’s surface. She looked at Phil again. “This feels so great; I think I’ll like to expose more skin to it.” Then she crossed her arms, and began to raise the bottom of the blue t-shirt.

 

[JayTee69gmx]

Phil moved all around the pit, photographing from different angles, and purposely moving into the view of the camera shooting video. In the back of his head for sometime was a thought that they both could appear in and later enjoy video or photographs.

When she started to raise the tee he had no idea how far she would get, so he moved behind to catch the view mostly of her back, since it could work as a sequence, culminating he hoped with her arms raised fully over her head. If the tee came completely off he would move to frontal views, as a conclusion to the sequence.

 

[pipper]

Laurie knew that ‘the’ moment had arrived. There was no going back, as she continued to raise the t-shirt over her breasts, and then over her head. She didn’t know where Phil was, as she turned and tossed the discarded shirt onto the edge of the pit.

Now topless, she went through a cycle of lowering and rising, at time appearing to sink through her now peat soaked skirt. Then turning around as if she was going to exit the substance, she simply stood up so that the black stuff was just below her knees.

Then Laurie played with the hem of the skirt, before walking in slightly further. “Let’s see what it feels like on my breasts.” Again, she rotated her hips in an effort to go lower in the thickness. Soon the peat was just under her breasts, the skirt and panties now below the surface. “Oh,” she moaned. “Deeper, please, deeper.” As if she was talking to the peat.

And deeper she went. The peat had taken her breasts under. Only her arms which laid on the surface, and her head and shoulders remained in view.

 

[JayTee69gmx]

He continued to photograph oblique angles slowly moving in front of her, but by the time he was face on, she had sunk her now bare breasts under the dark peat. 'Perfect' he thought. First the sequence teased, never actually showing her breasts bare, though the viewer knew the tee was off. He settled in to wait for them to re-appear, and concentrated on her expressions. He began to consider assembling a Ken Burns style zooming and panning collage of stills, set to some music.

At the same time he was dealing with three problems, one - his worry that she would slip under the surface of the peat, two - his arousal, and finally what the hell was he, a married stable guy next door, doing in this situation.

Hand in his pocket, he moved it to a more comfortable place. And double checked the position of the rope he had tied off to a tree. And wondered what she thought about the whole situation.

 

[pipper]

“Oh, this feels so erotic. Susan was right, after all.” Laurie loved every moment of it, especially now that her breasts were covered in the black stuff under its surface. Why had she put off going topless for so long?

But Laurie wasn’t finished. She raised her body, exposing her breasts; turned around, and literally crawled to the edge of the pit, before standing, with the peat only up to her calves. Then coyly she began to lower her mini-skirt. The now peat soaked item was tossed aside.

She moaned as she ran her hands all over her body. “This is so…sexy. Just like a stripper playing to her audience.” Then she went back into the deep part, bobbing her body up and down, allowing her panties to momentary sink below the surface.

 

[JayTee69gmx]

As she rose up out of the peat Phil got exactly the shots he was looking for to complete the sequence in which she bared her breasts to him. And delightful breasts they were. Full but not out of proportion. Pert shell pink nipples, skin that glowed white in the falling light. With blotches of dark peat.

He quickly switched to a long zoom to capture extreme closeups that would, he hoped, be ambiguous. The viewer on close inspection would realize how erotic the photo was.

The light was falling, and Phil wanted to use fill flash on the next photos. But he hadn't brought a diffuser. So he doffed his shirt, and the white tee under it, and used the latter item over the flash head, rumpled. He put the shirt back on, but didn't take the time to do it up.

Of course with her caressing herself all over, Phil lost any hope of disguising his arousal.

 

[pipper]

Laurie knew she had Phil where she wanted him. Her performance was having the desired effect! But she wasn’t finished.

“Let’s play with the stuff, this erotic stuff,” she said as she laid down in it, and began to roll around in it, thus allowing Phil to get as many views of her as possible. Then Laurie stood up, and walked out of the pit. Her blonde hair covered in the black stuff.
She looked at the trees. “So, what does the pit feed you to look as good as that?”

Then Laurie jumped back in; going down to just under her breasts in one full movement. “Let’s have another go, and see if I go a little deeper.”

It didn’t take long for her to get out. The next jump resulted in the peat reaching her nipples. “Oh my, this stuff is really turning me in, but I think it’s time to leave.” Laurie coyly looked at the video camera and added, “I just remembered that Susan warned me, not to let the peat think I like it in there, otherwise I’ll find out, how it nourishes the trees.” Then she walked out again.

 

[JayTee69gmx]

Clearly Laurie knew the effect she was having on him. A person always knows exactly where another person is looking, when that person is looking at a part of your body. Phil was hiding behind his camera lens. Laurie might suspect, but never know for sure that his eyes were devouring her breasts, her bottom, intimate curves of her upper thighs, the mound revealed and hidden by her panties.

Time after time he could see her eyes flick across the front of his jeans, his arousal apparent. And the look on her face. Satisfaction? Approval? Where was she planning to take this? Where ever, Phil was certain he would. And next bondage session . . . he smiled. And enjoyed watching her playing with the peat.

 

[pipper]

Laurie looked at the peat then at the trees. “I wonder what Susan meant by that statement? Maybe she thinks it’s the same as a carnivorous plant entices its intended meal by emitting an enticing aroma. Well, the peat certainly doesn’t have a pretty smell to it!”

Then she grinned. “I’m going back in for one more time.” This time her breasts went under, before she raised herself, so that her panties were just under the surface. With her peat soaked hands Laurie caressed her breasts, while moaning.

“Wow, that feels so…erotic, but time to go.” She raised, her panties coming into view. “No, I can’t move higher! What’s happening? It’s…it’s pulling me down.” Sure enough Laurie sank lower to just below her breasts, and began to play with her breasts. “Why am I not worried? It’s so relaxing.”

Lower she went, now just her head and shoulders, and her outstretched arms were above the surface. “Is it possible that anything that goes completely under, becomes digested, and fed to the trees?”

 

[JayTee69gmx]

Several times now Laurie had caressed her breasts, moaning. Phil easily imagined his own hands doing the kneading, enjoying the texture, enjoying her response. He wanted to trace those curves, mold them to his hands, feel the nipples stiffen. The peat was casting a spell on her, and her responses were casting a spell on him. It was as if they were in a different reality.

But when she sank so deep, Phil became worried. If she were to be totally enveloped, how could he find her under the peat? Could he find her in time?

"Laurie, the light is dying, soon it will be dark. Only flashlight I have is my phone. I want to do more of this, but I think we should leave that for another day. Can you come out now? Please?"