Once again, I made it to the wheel of smut draw. Look at me doing it two weeks in a row. 🤣
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Gah, please don’t hate me $2 tier folks, but this is another fic where I just feel like a second part is required. The photoshoot is hot as hell, but this is the first fic where I won’t have aftercare because the photoshoot ends, and more play will happen after.
As someone who very much includes aftercare in every scene because it’s so important, I just wanted to assure you that it does happen, but their play hasn’t finished in this fic, and that’s why it doesn’t happen in this one. 😘
– Sian
Trigger Warnings: This fic includes hardcore BDSM, including exhibitionism, voyeurism, and sharing. If these are triggers for you, please consider skipping this story.
★★★★★
Look But Don’t Touch
Grant leads me by the hand to one of the downstairs rooms. My heart pounds in my chest as he opens the door, and I look around the room. It’s set up with a bed in the middle of the big room, lighting, and a tripod with a camera in front of it.
Adrian is bent down and looking through the viewfinder, but he straightens as the door opens and turns to look at us. He’s wearing jeans and a tight t-shirt that show off his muscles.
“Hey, G.” He smiles at Grant but doesn’t say anything to me.
“Hey. You ready to take some pictures of my baby girl?”
Adrian looks me over from head to toe, and my nipples are already stiff against the black lace bra I’m wearing under a thin, white shirt.
Adrian smirks at Grant. “Sexy secretary?”
“You know it,” he laughs back as he tugs on the black tie I have around my neck and pulls me forward. “Be a good model and do anything Adrian tells you to, baby girl.”
“Yes, Daddy,” I agree as a dart of electricity shoots to my pussy.
I stop in front of Adrian, and he says in a husky voice, “Sit on the bed so I can take some test shots.”
“Yes, Sir.”
I sit primly on the end of the bed as Adrian takes the shots, adjusts the lights before he takes some more, and finally seems happy with the lighting. He’s made a fortune as a portrait photographer, even having photographed royalty and celebrities, and I feel overwhelmed by the idea of being photographed by him at all, let alone like this.
“Okay, Chels. Lie on your side and look at the camera. I’m your boss, and you want me to come fuck you.”
I swallow and nod as I move into position. I lie on my side, prop my head on my hand, and stretch my legs out as my short black skirt rides up my legs, exposing more of my flesh to his view. I smile at the camera as Adrian starts taking pictures, moving my position a little with each one.
The sound of the clicks from the camera shutter stops, and he bends down to look at the screen before he smiles at me. “Very good. Now get on your knees and do the same.”
I get into position, then smile at the camera and bite my lip as I spread my legs a little, giving a peek up my skirt to my black lace thong. When the camera clicks, I tilt my head a little, then I take hold of the tie and hold it out with another click.
“Very sexy, Chelsea,” Adrian says, and his cock is hard in his jeans.
“Thank you, Sir,” I say as I spread my legs even wider.
“Unbutton your shirt. I want to see those sexy tits of yours,” he says.
He snaps away as I slowly undo the shirt until it’s hanging open. My nipples are painfully hard, and I know he’ll easily be able to see them through the black lace.
“Such a sexy fucking slut,” he says, and my pussy clenches. “Remove the shirt, then get on your hands and knees facing away from me.”
I do it, and he takes a few more pictures before telling me to lift my skirt over my hips. Knowing that my pussy and ass in the lace thong are on display is incredibly erotic, and each time I hear the sound of the camera click, it increases my arousal. When it stops again, I wait in eager anticipation.
“Take off your thong, Chelsea,” Adrian says, and I gasp when I realize he’s moved right behind me.
“Yes, Sir.”
I wriggle out of my thong, and Adrian snatches it out of my hand, then moves to the side of the bed, in my line of view. He brings it up to his nose and inhales deeply, my cheeks flooding with heat at the sight of him smelling my underwear.
“You smell just as good as you tasted last night,” he says in a seductive voice, and my pussy aches at the memory of the way I was used by so many people at the party.
“Thank you, Sir.”
Adrian raises an eyebrow, then uses the panties to whip my exposed ass cheek, and I jump at the stinging pain.
“You should know better than to speak unless spoken to,” he snarls.
I bite my lip against the instinct to respond because he didn’t ask a question of me. He moves away, and the camera starts clicking again.
When it stops, he says, “Why don’t you go get my kitten, G?”
To my surprise, Grant’s voice comes from the back of the room. “Sure.”
I should’ve known he’d be enjoying the show, and I’m overcome with arousal to know that Daddy’s been watching us this whole time.
“Lie on your back and spread your legs,” Adrian instructs.
When I do, I’m finally able to see him again, and a thrill of arousal runs through me that this world-known photographer has me posing with my legs spread for him.
“Rest on your elbows and arch your back. I want you to display those glorious tits of yours for me,” he purrs seductively.
As I do, the sides of my shirt fall wide open, leaving my breasts free for his view in the see-through lace bra. The door behind him opens, and Grant walks in, holding Cami’s leash with her trailing behind him, completely naked, barring her collar.
“I need an assistant, Kitten,” Adrian tells her in his low, sexy voice. “It’s inappropriate for me to touch a model I’m photographing, so I need someone to help me. Can you do that for me?”
“Yes, Master,” she dutifully replies.
“Good. Start by removing Chelsea’s top and bringing it to me.”
Grant unclips the leash from her collar, and Cami walks over to me. The arousal and excitement are obvious in her eyes as she approaches me, but neither of us says a word as her warm, soft hands skirt my flesh while she removes my shirt.
Cami takes it over to Adrian, who takes it off her and sets it on a table near the tripod before he turns back to her. “Thank you, kitten. I’d like her skirt next.”
I can barely breathe as she kneels in front of me. My pussy is drenched, and I love that she’s looking directly at it. I gasp as the sound of the camera clicking alerts me to the fact that Adrian is taking photographs again, and I stare up into the camera lens in surprise.
Cami’s fingers find the zipper of my skirt at my hip, and she unzips it before I lift my ass so she can take it over to Adrian.
“Excellent. Her bra is bothering me now because it’s inhibiting my view of her breasts. Fix that for me, kitten.”
Cami comes back to me and moves behind me before she unclips my bra. Her breath is hot against my neck as she leans down to do it. I bite my lip, and a soft moan escapes me as I’m fully exposed. The only item of clothing I’m left in is the tie hanging between my breasts.
I watch Cami’s plump ass as she walks to Adrian, and I’m excited because I’m sure we’re going to play together today.
“Good girl,” Adrian purrs at her. “Go join Chelsea on the bed. I think you two would look beautiful in photographs together.” When Cami reaches the bed, he tells her, “Move behind her where you were before, but play with her tits.”
I moan in ecstasy as Cami places her hands on my breasts and thumbs my nipples. I look into the camera, but I can easily see Adrian’s cock is hard in his jeans. I don’t dare look away to see whether Grant’s aroused as well, but I know he will be.
“Kiss her neck,” Adrian says.
Cami’s lips are soft and wet as she plants small kisses on my neck, all while she pulls and twists my nipples.
“Play with yourself, Chelsea. I want to capture you coming on film,” he tells me.
“Yes, Sir,” I say with a moan, grateful for the instruction.
“Use your mouth on her as well, kitten.”
I lower my hand between my legs and rub my wet clit. It doesn’t take long with Cami’s mouth on my breasts for me to come. Waves of pleasure rock my body, but I force myself to keep my eyes open, alternating my gaze between the camera and Adrian as I come.
“Beautiful,” he murmurs as he walks out from behind the camera. “I’d like you back on your knees in front of her, kitten. When you were taking her skirt off, all I could think about was how good you would look with your face buried in her cunt.”
I lick my lips as my eyes dart down to Adrian’s cock. It’s straining against his jeans, and I want him to fuck me with it.
He raises an eyebrow at me as Cami moves around in front of me. “You want my cock, Chelsea?”
“Yes, Sir,” I admit, heat rushing to my cheeks as Cami’s soft hands part my pussy lips.
“Maybe later you can have it,” he says.
Cami’s tongue makes contact with my clit, and I lose all sense of reason. Adrian moves back behind the camera, and I’m lost in the pleasure of being eaten out by this beautiful woman while he takes photos of her doing it.
As another orgasm crashes over me, Grant makes his way to the camera to look at the photos.
“That’s enough, kitten. I need to show Grant the photos from the shoot.”
I’m panting for breath while Grant is shown the pictures, and he eventually smiles over at me. “Well done, baby girl.”
★★★★★
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