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"Yes." "I thought you might. You seemed to enjoy yourself on Memorial Day, despite all the cocks you needed to serve. I thought it was at least partly due to being naked and exposed to so many people, fucking in front of all of them. I saw how aroused you were when we took pictures today. How wet you became. Lisa and I become aroused when we're tied and suspended like slaves. It's exciting. I was aroused watching you and Slut. The only way I would have been more aroused, was if it were happening to me. But it was more, wasn't it. Your pictures will go on the internet, in the catalog your Mistress puts online. Hundreds, even thousands of people will see your naked body, bound, tied, suspended

Show me your repentance. They hesitated only a moment before obedience kicked in, mixed with desire. Elena and Theresa crawled forward on their knees, their naked bodies glowing in the candlelight. Elena's small, firm tits jiggled as she reached up, unbuttoning my shirt, while Theresa tugged my pants down, freeing my balls. Lucia and Maria joined, their hands roaming my thighs, my ass, as they stripped me bare. My cock stood proud, inches from their faces, and I could see the hunger in their eyes.

Hit send. And that was that. Until thirty seconds later, when my screen lit up again. Dr. Stacy Cole: Beth… I’m fairly certain that’s not the screenshot you meant to send me. My stomach dropped. “What?” I whispered, blinking at the screen. I opened the message chain. There—clear as day—was a high-resolution nude. My nude. Not raunchy. Not pornographic. Just… artistic lighting. Soft curves. A bedroom mirror moment I’d snapped weeks ago on a day I felt unusually hot.

On the bank of the beautiful, colorful river, bathed in moonlight, kneels a naked Nufira, actively working her mouth on Kays’ cock with enthusiastic smacking noises. For a second, I even think it might be some hallucination in my head, and I forcefully close my eyes. But when I open them, the scene remains the same.

What I saw made me pause right where I stood. Vera was pressed against the cold tile wall, naked. Carl was in front of her with his pants to the floor, stroking and pumping hard into her; they were having gruesome sex.

Instead, I opened it. The first page was already too much—bare skin, silk ropes, commands written in clean, dangerous fonts. It was like falling down a rabbit hole I wasn’t supposed to touch. I turned to the next page and it was a gorgeous shirtless man in just a boxer brief, his partner was wearing just panties and a bra that barely covered her nipples let alone the flesh of her br**st. Her breast pressed to his chest, one hand held her by the waist while the other squeezed her a*s as they french kissed.

“Yes. With your consent, of course.” My mouth went dry. Damien was asking me to go nude in front of him. He had never painted a naked woman before. They were always clothed or covered in sheets, but never completely bare. “Are you sure that’s how you want to start this collection? I mean, wouldn’t you have a better chance at success with erotic art if you used women who fit society’s beauty standards?” I asked. It was exciting, yes, but also terrifying.

Darius complained but took it anyways and when he opened it, his eyes almost bulge out. "Woah… what… fuck!" He stuttered as he stared at a picture of me completely naked and my legs parted. My vagina's tongue was on the mattress and my breasts were hard and pointed to the camera. "Aria. This is amazing." Killian whispered under his breath, I don't think he meant it to be a whisper since he called out to me but it came out that way. "You guys like it?" I asked as they flicked the pages, their eyes glued on the pictures containing my nudes.

~Lila~ I suck in a gasp as I take in the scene before me. Three naked men are standing around a flushed brunette woman who is heavily bound and blindfolded. I fight with everything I have to keep my jaw from dropping open as the men take turns using her mouth and her pussy. Her tight, exposed breasts bob wildly with every single thrust of their bodies. “Does a sight like that excite you, Lila?” The scene is simultaneously titillating and deeply repelling, but I force myself to play along. “Oh my… yes.”

She fasten her pace on his dîck and her saliva dripped down on the floor as she sucks him much harder and deeper into her throat that his d*ck was getting hard. “ Oh yeah… F**k! “ Mr. Wilson moans with his mouth open. She planned to pleasure him before giving him the shock of his life. All this while she maintained eye contact with him staring deep into his eyes as she perform wonders on his member with her mouth and tongue, her tongue against his d*ck giving him unimaginable pleasure “Yeah… That’s my wife” my Wilson moan out. Susan stop sucking on his dîck and walked to the big screen. She inserted memo the ry card into the screen and Mr. Wilson fell and hold his chest in pain immediately h