Ben 10 Pose Novels & Stories

I was ready to take her again, she was so fucking pretty in her submissive pose. "When I tell you to go to the playroom, and don't specify, this is the pose you should always greet me with. Now, the humble pose is like a low bow. It starts in the nadu position. Please lean forward on your hands, ass up, head down. Breasts touch the floor. Both hands are on the floor in front of you, resting on the floor above your head. Yes, just like that. Raise your ass so your thighs are straight up and down." I grabbed my junk to relieve the pressure, I was getting distracted again. "Sweet girl, you don't know what you are doing to me. We are going to play."

"Ok, my foot is on the higher one." "I'd like you to stand comfortably. Hands at your sides relaxed. Look straight out and raise your right hand like you are going to shake someone's hand in a relaxed way." "Done." She moved forward and quickly ran her fingertips over his body then stood back. "Your leg is too high." Ben switched the two boxes and put his foot on the shorter one. The position was more comfortable. He moved back into the pose. "Ready." Once more Stephanie ran her fingers down his body but this time she smiled. "Yes. This feels right. I'm going to do the mapping now. Relax into the pose and hold it. Keep your eyes open this time. I promise not to poke you in the eye."

Victor caught it like it was nothing. "I already had the original suit and got it tailored," she said, nodding in satisfaction. "She had two suits, Anne!" Victor shouted, absolutely vibrating. "And now I've got the Power Sword!" He ripped the helmet off so I could see his giant, ridiculous smile. "What the hell are you guys even doing?" I asked flatly. "Poses!" Victor answered like it was obvious. "Join us or be vanquished!" Yesenia struck a dramatic, stupid pose next to him. "He's better than me at this. I should take lessons."

The second pose showed the model hugging his thighs in an M-shape. The third pose showed the model crouching over in bed, tongue half out. I followed every pose for the first eight photos. However, I found myself getting stuck at the ninth and final photo. The final pose showed the model wearing a mix of emotions on his face, somewhere between pain and pleasure. He was obviously aroused, and there was also a spurt of white coming from his lower half, forming a perfect semi-circle. I slowly tugged down the elastic band of my thong in shame.

He doesn’t sound the least bit impressed. I scowl at him. “I don’t see you giving up any suggestions.” He sighs and takes my phone. “Try to pose a little bit.” Easier said than done. I’m not naturally graceful looking so I have no idea what he means by pose. “Turn sideways slightly and hike your leg up a little. Keep the bag down at your side and smile.” I attempt to do as he asks but I feel silly. “Hold that.” He says and starts to take a few pictures. “Okay now stand straight and hold the bag with both hand sin front of you. Tilt your head slightly and smile.”