The Model

THE MODEL

 

Chapter one – A modelling assignment

 

“What time is your next show?  My girlfriend here would really love to be your model, wouldn’t you honey?”  Amy nodded, not wanting to make him angry with her.  “We have been walking around, looking at all the displays and exhibits, and this seems to be the best one here.  Do you think we could do a deal or something?”

 

Paul looked at the couple standing before him.  The man was quite tall, with dirty, blonde hair that fell into his eyes.  The girl looked tiny beside him, her head barely reaching his shoulder.  She had long, dark hair and from what he could see, she had a very pretty face. Paul was not sure why, but there was something not quite right about the couple.

 

“Well, my next show won’t be until 3pm, which means I have some time to see if your girlfriend would be suitable.” He moved his gaze to the girl, needing to hear from her if she was as keen to participate as a model as her boyfriend was. “Have you had any experience in bondage?”  He saw her look briefly at her boyfriend, before answering him.  “I have had some experience, Sir.”  She had barely looked at him as she spoke, dropping her eyes back down to the ground as she finished speaking.

 

Considering if she would be a good model, Paul looked over her body. What he saw pleased him.  She was slim, but with a figure that showed firm breasts and slightly flaring hips.  “Ok, well I suppose we could make it a lesson for beginners.  It is good to show an audience how to do some simple ties.  Yes, I think we can arrange something. What is your name dear?” 

 

He saw her about to answer, but instead her boyfriend spoke first.  “Her name is Amy. Hey, thanks so much for agreeing to use her as your model. I can’t wait to see her up there, all tied up.  So what happens now, do we come back at a certain time or what?”

 

Simone was watching the couple talking to Paul from the door to the dressing room. She has just had a shower after being Paul’s model for the scene he had just finished.  She had been about to speak to him, when she noticed the couple. She couldn’t help but be aware of the way the man held the girl’s arm in a protective manner nor the way the girl kept her head down, except to raise it briefly to say something to Paul.  She could sense a certain unease about the girl, but she supposed that she could just be a new comer to bondage.  The room with all it different stalls and displays filled with a variety of sex and bondage items, would certainly be daunting to someone new to the scene.  She saw Paul walking towards her; the couple still standing where he had been speaking to them.

 

She thought about how less than thirty minutes ago, he had had her in complete agony.  She had been his model for his last show and because he knew she was tough and really loved bondage, he had pushed her hard.  After his general introduction and safety talk, he had begun to bind her, telling the audience that they should not try what he was doing at home unless they were experienced in bondage.  That was one thing she loved about Paul, the way she knew she was safe no matter how extreme his treatment of her was.  By the time he was done, she felt like a pretzel, her elbows touching, her back arched, her head pulled back by her hair and her wrists tied to her ankles. To add to her torment, he had put clamps with weights attached on her nipples and used one of his biggest ball gags to fill her mouth. She knew that he wouldn’t keep her in bondage like this for long, but still she had felt every minute while she was in it.  The only relief she had was when he had used his magic wand to give her a much need orgasm, the pain fading while it buzzed away at her clit. Of course, when she did cum, he had continued to keep the vibrator on her, turning the feeling into one of pain as her now sensitive clit throbbed.  He forced her to another orgasm before removing the vibrator.  He had continued to talk to the audience all the time, telling them how she would be feeling throughout the scene. 

 

He then proceeded to tie her in a number of different ways, including one where her hands where tied behind her back and then forced up, making her bend at the waist. A spreader bar tied between her ankles made sure that her legs remained spread. This is a good position to be in if you wanted to spank or whip your sub, he told the audience, and he then showed them how to use various paddles and canes, again stressing the safety aspects.  By the time he was finished, her bottom was stinging.  He ended the session with a question time, patiently answering all questions for at least ten minutes. During this time, she was held against him as he fingered her pussy and used his hand to block her mouth and nose, controlling her breathing.  He had let her answer one or two questions, but she had found this quite hard as she was on the verge of cumming at the time. He was certainly very good at what he did and she counted herself lucky that she had found such a good partner to work with.  Her thoughts were interrupted as she saw him walk towards her.

 

“Hey love, how are you feeling?’  Paul looked at her, loving the way her blue eyes shone.  He moved down, her face arching up towards his, as their lips met in a kiss. “I’m fine, who are the couple?”  “He wants his girl to be my next model. I don’t think she has much experience but that could make it interesting.  I really need to speak to her alone, though, to make sure she really wants to do it.  I know we were due to go and have some lunch, but I just feel that I would like to find out some more before the afternoon show. Do you mind?” 

 

Simone smiled and reached up to touch his face.  “Of course not.  I can understand why you want to make sure everything is ok. I was watching them as you were talking and I was thinking that there is something not quite right between them.  Could be she is just new to all this, but you don’t want her freaking out on stage either.”  Seeing him smile back, she took in his warm, brown eyes. Though he was not strikingly handsome, he had that boy next-door look that seemed to belie his nature.  She knew that many people found it hard to believe the change that occurred when he was in Dom mode. He went from a friendly, caring man to one that was definitely in charge. Not that he didn’t treat his partners with respect, but he knew how to push a girl’s limits in way that she had not found with many other dominants. He was always professional and was known as one of the best in the business, which was why she knew he needed the time to assess the girl before he used her as a model.

 

Amy stood nervously, watching the man talk to the stunning girl. He had said that he just needed to see if he could change some plans before he could say yes for certain. She had just watched him tie the same woman up in some extremely tight ties, some which she was sure she could not handle. She knew, though, that she had no choice in the matter.  Kyle had decided that he wanted her to do this and she knew that once he made his mind up, there was no changing it.  She just hoped that by saying that he would use simple ties, he would not tie her the same way as he had the other woman.  She saw him walk back, Kyle’s arm tightening slightly on her elbow.

 

“Yes, I think we can do this. Now, I will need to have Amy on her own until show time.  To give you something to do while you wait, take this card and show it to the security man over by the door. It will give you access to some special displays that only certain people are allowed to see.”  He handed the man the red card that would allow him special access, betting that this would convince him to leave his girlfriend behind for a while.  By the look on the man’s face, he was right. His initial concerned look had changed to one of excitement.  “Wow, thanks! I always thought that there was more to these events that what the public gets to see.  I will be back in time to see the show.”

 

Amy didn’t know what to think about this turn of events.  On one hand, she was pleased she would get to spend some time away from Kyle but she was also nervous of what she would have to do. She started as she felt Kyle lean down to her ear. “Now, you will be a good girl, won’t you?  I would hate to have to punish you when we get home.”  She could still feel his hot breath on her ear, as he shook the other man’s hand and walked off in the direction of the security guard.  Not knowing what to do, she stood and waited. 

 

Simone saw the girl’s uncertainly and came up to take her hand.  “Here dear, you just come and sit down for a while. Can I get you a drink or maybe something to eat?  I am just going to make some lunch for us both and would be happy to make you something too.”  The girl’s nervousness was obvious as she led her into the dressing room and sat her down on a comfortable couch.  Paul had come into the room too and she saw her look up at him anxiously as he closed the door. The girl looked back at her briefly, before looking down at her hands again. “No thank you, I just ate.  I wouldn’t mind a drink of water though, if that is ok.” Simone felt sorry for her, she sounded so scared. 

 

Paul observed the two women talking, taking in Amy’s body language.  She was very nervous, her hands twisting together in her lap.  When he saw Simone move to the small kitchenette in the corner, he made his way over to the seat opposite the couch where Amy was sitting.  “Amy, are you ok?  You seem very nervous. You know that you do not have to do anything you don’t want to do, don’t you?  Simone will do the next show if you want to change your mind.”  He was surprised by the look of panic in her eyes and the way her voice shook slightly as she spoke.

 

“No, please, I will do a good job, I promise Sir. Please don’t change your mind.” Amy felt panicked by the thought that he might change his mind, not wanting to face Kyle if she failed in this task.  She could see the surprised look on the man’s face, knowing that she would have to be careful in what she said to him. “Please Amy, call me Paul. I am sure that you will do a good job; I was just concerned that you were regretting your decision.” 

 

“Thank you Sir, I mean Paul.  I really do want to do this.”  Simone heard her reply, still feeling that something was not right. While she handed Amy her drink, she caught Paul’s eye and moved back into the kitchenette, Paul walking behind her. “Do you believe her?  Do you really think she wants to do this?”  She saw him consider her question, frowning slightly. “I’m not sure yet, she certainly got very upset when I suggested that you could take her place.  I will talk to her soon and see if I can find out something about her history.  Meanwhile, how is lunch coming along?”

 

For the next ten minutes, Paul and Simone ate lunch and talked to Amy about general things like the weather and local news.  Amy seemed to relax a bit and even managed to make eye contact with them a few times.  However, once Simone moved to wash up, Paul could see the tension come back to her again.  Sitting back down on the seat near her, he knew that he had to work out how to make her more relaxed before the show. “Now Amy, I need to ask you a few questions and then I have to check how flexible you are.  I will need to check your pain level too.  Is that ok?” 

 

Her heart thumping at what he said, Amy nodded.  “Ok then, first some simple questions.  You said before that you have had some bondage experience. Can you tell me what kind of bondage it was?”  Images flashed through her mind of the many times Kyle had tied her up over the last few months. “I am not sure, S… I mean Paul.  I know that I have not been tied as tightly as you tied Simone earlier.  You won’t want to do the same thing to me, will you?”  She knew she was sounding panicky again, but couldn’t make her voice any calmer.

 

“No love, I would never tie a newcomer to bondage like I would Simone.  I have known her for many years and know she is very tough.  I was thinking more about things like showing how to do some basic breast bondage and maybe a simple hogtie. Have you had a gag in before?”  “Yes, I have had some experience with gags, though I don’t like them too much, but if that is what you want to do, then that is fine.”  She knew she was babbling, but she always did that when she was nervous.

 

 Before the last few months, she had never even seen a gag, let alone had one in her mouth. She thought about the first time Kyle had used one on her.  She was being punished for something, she couldn’t even remember what any more. He had almost pulled her down the stairs to the basement, making her stand under a chain with cuffs hanging from the ceiling. Reaching up, he had secured her hands in the cuffs, forcing her onto her toes.  He had then looped a rope around her waist, pulling the end of the rope between her legs and spreading her pussy lips to make sure the rope was sitting around her clit. He had then proceeded to tie the rope off around her waist at her back.  She had never felt anything like it and found that she was in agony within seconds. 

 

To finish of, he had waved a big, red ball gag in front of her face.  She remembered how she had looked at it, wondering what he was going to do with it.  When he had told her to open her mouth, she had just stared at him, not believing that he would actually put it in her mouth.  Kyle had taken her stare as a refusal, gripping her cheeks and squeezing hard. This caused her lips to open and he had begun to push the ball into her mouth.   She had been forced to open her mouth wider as he pushed, Kyle gradually pushing the ball behind her teeth, before strapping it tightly in her mouth. 

 

The ache in her jaw rivalled the ache in her pussy, her toes also beginning to ache too. After five minutes she was ready to promise him anything, by ten she was.  Even through the gag he seemed to know what she was saying, so when she started to say what she would do if he let her down, he kept her begging until she offered him her ass.  She had never had anal sex before, but knew that if it would make him let her down, she would let him have her ass. 

 

When he was buried in her bottom five minutes later, she was not so sure that she had made a good exchange. She felt like her bottom was on fire and he had not even begun to move yet.  Despite using lubrication, she was still very tight and he was very big.  What followed was ten minutes of the worst pain she had ever felt, as he began to move faster and harder within her. She was sure that she was going to pass out, almost wishing she could so she wouldn’t have to feel the pain anymore.  When he finally came, she had felt so dirty.  He had even made her clean his cock, making her retch at the taste.  

 

“Amy, are you still with me?  You drifted off for a while there” 

 

“Sorry, did you say something S..Paul.”  Amy forced herself to focus on where she was.  “I was just asking if you would stand up.” She stood nervously, wondering if he would want her to remove her clothes. When he simply asked her to turn around, she couldn’t help but let out a sigh of relief.  She felt him gently grip her elbows and pull her arms behind her back, testing to see how flexible she was.  She gasped slightly as he made her elbows touch, feeling the pull in her shoulders.

 

“Not too bad, have you ever had your elbows tied together?”  He had let her arms go and turned her around to face him as he asked her the question, the focus on his face surprising her. “Yes, but it really hurt.”  She was not sure why, but she felt she could be honest with him.  With Kyle, she always felt that she had to keep things like that to herself. 

 

Watching from the kitchenette, Simone could hear the conversation going on between the two.  She was worried about Amy. Though she was doing as Paul asked, there was a certain wariness about her.  Certain that it was more then just nerves, she moved into the main part of the room to talk to Paul.  As she entered, she could see Paul moving Amy into different positions.  “Paul, could I talk to you for a moment?” 

 

Sitting back down on the couch, Amy felt a sense of dread.  She could see Paul and Simone talking but could not hear what they were saying.  Feeling certain they were going to say she was not suitable, she felt herself begin to tremble.  Oh god, what would she do if they wouldn’t let her be part of the show?  Kyle had told her she would be punished if she let him down and she hated his punishments. She had to think of a way of convincing them. She froze as the couple approached her, already convinced that they were going to reject her.

 

Paul had listened as Simone had spoken to him about her concerns about Amy.  He had to agree that Amy was very nervous, but he still thought that she would be ok.  It was as they were heading back into the room, when he saw how pale Amy had gone.  As he got closer, he could see her freeze, the look in her eyes one of pure terror.  “Amy, what is wrong?”