[Kolt48]

I may add more chapters to this one.

Doria was a 35 yr old, raven haired, woman of Romanian origin. She had those kind of tantalizing, large, dark, and exotic eyes, that seemed to peer into your soul. Her body could be considered average, but all of the curves were situated as to radiate her sexiness. In her earlier years, she never had much of a sex life. Married at a young age, it only lasted for a short time, ending badly after only 8 miserable yrs.

Now, was a different story. She had met Jay, and they had become inseparable. He was a few years older than her, and he taught her many new things. Sexually, they began to branch out. She had never known, just how naive and inexperienced her life had been. Jay liked bondage, and would often tie her up and blindfold her during sex. She began to enjoy the sensations of submissiveness and helplessness.

She confided to her close friend, Lisa, of these feelings.

"Oh yea, my husband likes that too. I even had some bondage photos taken of me, for his birthday one year. He said it was the best present ever," Lisa replied.

"By a stranger? I could never do that."

"No,' Lisa explained, 'Nothing like that. This was strictly professional, like boudoir photos, with ropes. It was nothing totally nude. They had these sexy little outfits set aside for me. I changed behind a screen."

"Oh, I could do that. Do you still have their card? Jay's birthday is coming up in a few weeks, and I have been looking for something special."

"Well, I think that man is retired, but I can check around for you."

"Awesome, your the best," Doria said thanking her.

A few days later, she received a call from her friend.

I contacted the man that did my photos. He was retired, but gave me the number of a friend of his. I hope you don't mind, but I took the liberty of calling for you. He asked for a photo of you. I had one on my phone, so I emailed it to him."

"Great," Doria said, "What did he say?"

"Here's the good part; He said you were the perfect model, and that if you agreed to let him keep some photos for his portfolio, he would do it free of charge."

"Free? Damn. I'd don't know about letting a stranger keep intimate pictures of me though."

"Nonsense, Girl. It's all professional, like a real photo shoot. They have a studio outside of town."

"Ok then, I guess I'll do it."

"I know you will. I already made you an appointment for Tuesday afternoon."

"You did what?" Doria shockingly asked .

"I knew if I left it up to you, you'd get cold feet and back out. Well, now you can't."

"Some friend you are," Doria said laughing.

"I just know you like a book, Girlfriend. You go, Tuesday and have fun with it."

"Alright, I will, and thanks, I guess."

"Goto run, I'll email you the address and time. Let me know Wednesday, how it went."

"Ok, bye," Doria hung up the phone, wondering what she had got herself in to.
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With apprehension and and some erotic anticipation, Tuesday finally arrived. She found her way to the address in the email. It was a 2 story, red brick building, with a small, black sign reading: Studio in Rear. She opened the door, and was greeted by an older, buxom, blond lady.

She thought, 'I bet she was a beautiful girl, in her younger days. She's still attractive now, and maybe 50.'

"Hello Honey, You must be Doria. Come in and have a seat."

Doria took a seat, and they made small talk, while she signed some forms.

"It's just waiver and photo release forms for Mr. Gold's portfolio, nothing to worry about," the lady said.

Doria was so nervous, she didn't really read them anyway. The lady could tell.

"You nervous, Honey?"

"A little, I have never done anything like this," Doria replied.

"Don't you worry. I will be in there with you. You will enjoy it. Once the camera starts flashing, you'll feel like a rock star. (More like a porn star), she really thought, but she didn't tell Doria that.

The door opened, and in walked Mr. Gold. He was a thick, balding man, with a slight, bulge belly. It looked as though he had returned from a Hawaiian vacation, with his khaki shorts and flowery shirt. Typical of what you would image for a Hollywood porn producer. Of course, naive, little Doria would not have picked up on this.

"Nice to meet you, Doria. You are even more ravishing in the flesh, than the photo I saw of you. I am honored that you graced us with your presence." He sounded more like a cheap car salesman, than a photographer.

They walked her into the room. It was a large room with several separately themed areas . One wall was a strange, wooden bench, with a backdrop of a medieval castle's interior. Another was a small cot behind iron prison bars. Yet another was a large X-frame against a stone facade. There was one that resembled an actual hospital operating room. She cringed, trying not to look at that one.

"Don't let the place frighten you, Doria," the lady said, "We do all kinds of fetish photography here. Yours will just be light and simple." She pointed Doria to the corner, currently being illuminated by stand-up lights. It was a beautifully carved, wooden, king size, bed. The backdrop was a romantic bedroom scene, complete with burning candles. Doria breathed a sigh of relief.

Mr. Gold started prepping his camera equipment. The lady, Nicole, took Doria's elbow.

"Come with me, and We'll get you dressed," Nicole said.

They went into a small dressing room with a back wall full clothes. Doria told Nicole her size, and began removing her clothes.

"Here, this should fit," Nicole said, while admiring Doria's exotic nude form.

It was a small, dark pink, nightie with matching thong panties and a wire, pushup bra. The bottom of the nightie came to just below the round cheeks of her ass. Its neckline dropped low, excellently showing off the top curves of her pushed up breasts. She sat at a small table, while Nicole fixed her hair and makeup. When she was done, Doria looked like a starlet.

"My, my, you are a beautiful woman, Doria," Nicole said, "Your boyfriend will just love you for this."

They entered the studio, and Doria took a seat on the bed.

"You just follow mine and Frank's instructions, and give us your most seductive look. Just imagine your boyfriend is here watching. Maybe imagine that Frank is your lover."

She looked at Frank thinking, "Nope, that's not going to work."

They started with something simple, taking Doria's wrists and wrapping a silk cord around them.

"Hold them in front of you, and lean down. Show some breasts. Yea, that's good." He began to click away with the camera, while giving her instructions. "Now lean back, arms over your head, legs slightly spread. Good." He was getting hard. This woman was hot. His mind worked overtime, thinking of new positions for her.

Next they tied her ankles and knees, and wrapped a cloth around her mouth. He flipped her in more positions, snapping away.

"I think the nightie can come off now," he said.

She wasn't sure about that, and was going to say something when the gag came off. They did not remove the gag though, only the nightie. She was embarrassed. No man but her Ex. and Jay had seen that much of her skin.

Nicole knew what she was thinking and reassured her. "Don't worry baby, we're professionals, and your boyfriend will love you for it."

They began to tie her differently, tighter, with stronger ropes. Her ankles were pulled back and tied to her thighs. She was rolled onto her belly, her arms drawn back behind her and tied at the elbows and wrists. Nicole removed the rag from her mouth.

"Open your mouth," Nicole told her.

She was trusting of her and complied. To her surprise, a large ring gag, was pushed behind her teeth. It hurt, forcing her mouth to remain open, very wide. Frank went back to her wrists and feet. They were tied tightly together. He added some more ropes, then began to pull them snug. Doria complained, but her words came out garbled. As the ropes were pulled tight, it began to draw her knees open and cause her to arch her back. Nicole took her hair, softly brushing it back and tightly tying it into a ponytail. Then Nicole smiled and roughly jerked it back. Doria cried out from the surprised pain. Another rope was tied to the ponytail, forcing Doris to keep her head held up.

"Perfect," Frank said, standing back and snapping more photos. "Let's nix the bra."

Doria really began to holler when he said that.

"Oh, quite your complaining," Nicole said. She took some scissors and just cut the bra off. They could buy more.

Doria was rolled onto her side, her large breasts thrust up to the lights.

"I think the nipples should be harder," Nicole commented.

"Get some ice from the fridge," Frank replied.

Nicole slapped Doria on the ass. "I'll be right back, Sweetie," she said, before jumping up, like a schoolgirl, and running to the fridge.

She returned with a small bowl of large ice cubes. Doria was still on her side, wriggling her fingers, trying to work the circulation back. Suddenly a large cube was pressed to the flesh of her breast. She jerked and hollered behind her ring gag.

"Cold, isn't it. Look how fast your little nub hardened up for us." She moved the ice to Doria's other nipple with the same response."Now, what to do with the rest of this ice," Nicole said, staring down at the crease of Doria's sex, sticking to her pink panties.

"N ugh o," Doria cried.

She felt the cube, as it ran down her belly leaving a cold dripping trail. Her pantie was lifted, and the frigid bite of the ice enveloped her clitoris. With her legs, held spread, she was unable to squirm way from the burning cold. Once Nicole was satisfied that the clit was nice and frozen, she slipped the ice down farther. Doria groaned, as the melting cube was pushed, finger deep, into her cunt.

"I think she likes that,' Frank said, 'add some more."

Two, three, then four more large cubes were propelled into her well-chilled cunt. As the ice melted, the cold water soaked her panties, making them transparent, and showing off the outline of her neatly trimmed, mound. The annoying camera continued to click away.

"I think these panties can go now. They're soaked anyway," Nicole declared. She took the scissors and clipped the weak material.

The cold nakedness and shame, sent tiny shivers across her skin. This succeeded in making her cold nipples stand out even more.

"Oh look, Doria, I have four more ice cubes," Nicole exclaimed. Doria found herself being rolled back to her belly. "You have such a nice ass." Doria felt Nicole's smooth hands on the cheeks of her ass, squeezing them, them pulling them apart. "That rosebud looks tight, Frank. Have you had anal sex, Doria?" She could not believe what this woman just asked her.

"No...No," Doria grumbled from the ring.

"Well, let Nicole see if she can open it," Nicole sad, pressing a cold cube the the oval hole. Doria's asshole puckered up tight, closing off the frigid invasion. "No, no, Doria, open up, take your ice." She gave Doria's ass a hard slap, causing her to flinch. That was just enough to cause her hole to relax and allow the ice to push home. Nicole left her finger inside. This ensured the hole could not close again. Nicole enjoyed the feeling of the anal ring tightly gripping her finger. "Is that how it feels to have your cock in an ass, Frank?"

"Ooo, Baby, it's better than that," Frank replied.

"Hmm," she thought out loud, loosing her train of thought. "Where were we? Oh yes, the ice." She held her finger in the Doria's hole up to the last second, before pulling it out and quickly shoving another cube in. She continued the cold torture until the bowl was empty. Doria's facial expression, and the twitching muscles of her ass would make wonderful photos.

Frank looked down at Doria and began unzipping his shorts. "I think we have enough photos for your boyfriend," he said, "Now we work on my portfolio."