The Photo Shop

The Photo Shopby Candyman666©

All characters participating in sexual activity in the stories are 18 or over. Please don't be afraid to let me know what you think of my stories. This story is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters, places, and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or localities is entirely coincidental.

To help you keep track of the different characters in the series, a list can be found on my author's page in order of their appearance in the stories.

Chapter 83: Melissa's Modeling Career

After my adventures during Catharina and Mario's celebration, I had completely forgotten that a certain air hostess promised me she would give me a call for a photo session and a visit to the club, so when a few weeks later on Wednesday the phone rang, and I picked up, a sultry voice at the other end said, "Hello, mister photographer, this is your latest blonde model calling to make an appointment."

I had no idea who this was, but based on what she said, I thought to be very careful not to reveal that fact and play along until I remembered who this female was.

"You don't say, blonde model? Hey, I do have quite a few of those, so maybe if you could be a bit more specific?"

"Does the name Georgina ring a bell? Mister photographer?"

"Yes, but you don't sound like Georgina, and she is not a blonde but has auburn hair."

"That's nice of you to remember Lew," another more familiar voice said.

"Georgina, is that you?"

"Yes, Lew."

"But who... hang on, was that your colleague Melissa you introduced to me on my last flight to Italy on the line?"

"Wonderful, you haven't turned senile yet."

"Yes, but she didn't sound so sexy on the plane."

The sultry voice came back on, "Ah, but when I'm in the mood, I always speak with a sexy voice, mister photographer."

"So do I conclude from that you are in the mood for a repeat of your stunt on the plane?"

"How could you guess, and I hope you are as well?"

"But, I heard Georgina, and I hear you; what's going on?"

"Never heard of a conference call, Lew," Georgina asked again.

"Is that what this is, a conference call?"

"Sort of, we are together, and we thought it would be a good idea to give you a ring."

"I see, and let me guess you want to go through with this idea of a photo session, Melissa?"

"He is fast, isn't he?" I heard Melissa say to Georgina, after which she addressed me again, "You've got it right in one; yes, we would like to come visit you and have my picture taken, well, hopefully several pictures."

"And you're still determined to pose in the nude?"

"Yes, and go down to your cellar."

"That as well, but you know I don't have unlimited access to the club; it's not mine."

"We know, but we also know you have ways to get access because of your intimate friendship with the person who runs that club."

"OK, I must admit that Tanja, aside from being my tenant, is also a friend of mine."

"And you can persuade her to allow us into her club?"

"I could, but..."

"Come on, Lew, don't give us buts; I clearly remember you were very keen to take me to that place when I visited you for my photo session," Georgina interjected.

"Hey, maybe I ran out of favors with her."

"NEVER! She adores you, and she will never refuse to give you access, especially when you were to suggest she could play with Melissa."

"Is that the idea that you give your friend the same experience you had?"

"What is it with you today, Lew? God, it's like pulling teeth. I told you that Melissa wanted to have the same experience I had."

"Yes, you did, but I would like to hear it from the horse's mouth, so to speak."

"Am I that ugly that you call me a horse, Lew?" I heard Melissa interject.

"No, of course not, dear; it was a figure of speech..."

"OK, the horse tells you she wants to experience exactly what Georgina experienced when she visited you; is that clear enough for you?"

"If you are sure, OK, but one question though: when I took Georgina, it was an open club night with lots of spectators; do you realize that you will not only have to submit to Tanja's whims but that you will also be exposed to a number of aficionados?"

"You think so?"

"How high is your exhibitionist streak?"

"How high do you think? I undressed for you on a plane, running the risk of being exposed to one of the other passengers or one of the crew, didn't I?"

"Yes, you did; well, 'undressed' is a bit of an exaggeration; you only flashed me your tits."

"Have you forgotten I also showed you my beaver?"

"Yes, you're right, you flashed your bush as well to prove you are a genuine blonde, didn't you?"

"Yes, I did."

But I still want to know if it would be a problem for you to give a public performance at the club?"

"No problem whatsoever; I think it would even arouse me more to be watched by a bunch of people."

"OK, if that's what you want, I'll see what I can do for you."

"Oh God, thanks, Lew, you won't regret it; you'll get the opportunity to photograph two naked women..."

"Hey, who said that I would accompany you and pose in the nude as well?" Georgina asked her friend.

"You did say on the plane that you would both visit me, Georgina," I said, coming to Melissa's rescue.

"Did I? I don't remember."

"Let me refresh your memory. I remember your words as if it were yesterday; this is what you said: "She'll call you, and I'll come with her, and it will be quicker than you think; now that she met you, she will come to your studio the first time we are free together."

"Are you sure I said that?"

"Georgina!"

"Yes, you are right; that's exactly what I said. God, how and why do you always remember the wrong things?"

"It's not wrong; I even remember that you would not be opposed to posing in the nude again but declined the offer to play at the club as well, saying it wasn't really your cup of tea. So you see that it's a good thing I remembered everything."

"OK, so when do you think we can come over?"

"Where can I reach you girls? As I don't have access to her calendar, I need to check with Tanja when it would be possible for her; I'll adapt my schedule to hers."

"You can call me on my number, Lew; it should show on your screen."

"Yes, I see. OK, give me a couple of hours, and I'll come back to you."

I knew that next Saturday was again an open house day at the club, but I had no idea if Tanja already had appointments with other people, so I'd better check.

She picked up the phone after the fifth ring: "Tanja's club, how may I help you?"

"Hi, Tanja, Lew."

"Hi, Lew, what's up?"

"I've got this woman who wants to be photographed and have a BDSM experience in the club, and I was wondering if you have time next Saturday to initiate a novice?"

"Anyone I know?"

"No, but you met her colleague Georgina; remember her?"

"Oh, yes, gorgeous woman and very willing to play; is her colleague the same?"

"I have no idea. I met her very briefly on my flight to Rome a couple of weeks ago, and she flashed me her tits and bush, claiming this was something she always dreamed about: posing in the nude and having a session in a BDSM club."

"Where did she get those ideas? Let me guess, Georgina?"

"Right in one, Georgina told her about her experience, and then one thing led to another, which made her think and hope that she could make her dream come true."

"Are they lovers?"

"I have no idea. I know that Georgina enjoys sex with men very much, but I have no idea if she's bi. Melissa, I have no idea at all if she likes sex with men, women, or both. I do know she is dead set on having this experience."

"I see."

"So I can give her the 'posing in the nude for a photographer' experience, but I'm counting on you to give her the BDSM experience."

"OK, let me check my calendar for next Saturday...I think I could slot her in for, let's say, from nine pm till eleven pm. Do you think that a two-hour session would suffice to quench her initial thirst?"

"I think two hours will be more than enough

"OK, then I'll book her in; I presume you'll be joining to document the experience?"

"Yes, of course, and so will Georgina."

"Oh, is Georgina also coming along?"

"Yes, is that a problem?"

"You know the policy, Lew; the first visit is at a nominal fee, but when you return, we expect you to become a member."

"For a whole year?"

"No, silly, we do have three-, six-, or nine-month memberships at a very reasonable price."

"OK, I'll let Georgina know; she can decide if it's worth witnessing the torture of her friend and colleague."

"We don't torture Lew; we focus on a pain-pleasure experience, and maybe this new girl loves it so much she wants to return, and then she can take over the three-month membership from Georgina."

"Is that a possibility?"

"Yes, of course, I'm not Scrooge, you know, but I need to make sure the books balance, but who in the end uses the membership, I don't really care; one thing though, it's not like they can alternate; when Georgina gives her membership to her friend, she can't return unless she pays for a membership for herself again."

"OK, I'll tell them and let you know if the deal goes through."

"Please don't wait too long; I do this for you, and if they can't or won't come, I need to know as quickly as possible so I can free up that time for someone else."

"So many demands, Tanja?"

"You have no idea how many people want to experience BDSM now with the Fifty Shades trilogy and all that's available on the internet for free."

"Well, they could learn from that."

"A lot try it but find out in a very painful way that it is not so easy to balance the pain aspect with the pleasure aspect of it. That's why we offer lessons, especially in bondage. You can quickly do something wrong that could end in permanent damage to the body; if you don't believe me, ask Jack; he's got dozens of cases where amateurs end up with almost dead limbs."

"Yeah, I sometimes wonder, though, when I see that he's got Elisa sometimes tied up for hours."

"Jack knows exactly how to do that without restricting her blood flow in any way, causing damage to her body."

"Will you ask Jack as well to tie her up?"

"I don't think so; Georgina wasn't tied up by Jack either, so she wouldn't know how that was."

"Yes, you're right; better keep it simple; the exposure of her nude body to a number of strangers will be enough extra stress, I guess."

"Oh, it can be very stimulating; I've witnessed women cum when a hood is removed, and they are confronted with a bunch of people, also partially or completely nude, looking at them."

"I guess that's what makes exhibitionists tick."

"Absolutely, the same goes for voyeurs; they thrive on seeing without being seen."

"Oh, is that why you have these peepholes in the dressing rooms?"

"Oh, you know about them?"

"I wasn't born yesterday, Tanja; I know you try to cater to all kinks, even voyeurs."

"As long as it's harmless and helps to pay the bills, and peeping is fairly harmless, and we do warn the people coming into the club that it could happen. Taking pictures or videos is an entirely different matter; we would never allow that, except by our officially appointed photographer, Lew. Even partners are not allowed to take pictures; it's so easy to accidentally point a camera in the wrong direction, you know."

"Even when you apparently point it in the right direction, you could have one of these trick lenses on it that points to a completely different angle."

"Does that exist?"

"You better believe it; you point in front of you, but the picture you take is at 90° of you."

"God, I had no idea."

"So it's a good thing that you have this one photographer policy. And I'll be taking pictures and video of the two-hour session next Saturday."

"Just make sure you don't inadvertently photograph members of the audience that I'm sure will form when I have a special with a 'NEW' girl."

"OK, see you Saturday; shall I bring them in via my door or via the main entrance?"

"Better use the main entrance, oh, and if you can try to convince her to wear some clothes, I can cut away from her body with scissors. You can leave via your door, then you won't have to bother to bring clothes for her when she leaves."

"Why do you have no problem with her leaving in the buff?"

"I've got a feeling that even if she had clothes, they would quickly disappear when you take her back from the club, so you might as well not bother; it will save you some time."

"What makes you think such thoughts, Tanja?"

"Didn't you mention somewhere that she would like the whole experience, just like Georgina had?"

"Euh, yes."

"And what did Georgina's whole experience, aside from a session in the club, include?"

"You mean sex?"

"I rest my case; see you Saturday, Lew, a bit before nine."

The next thing to do was call the girls again to give them the good news. When I called, Melissa picked up after barely one ring.

"Lew?"

"Yes, Melissa..."

"Can we come?"

"Yes, you can come."

"Soon?"

"In three days."

"Saturday?"

"Yes, it's the first Saturday of the month, so it's the open house at the club."

"Oh my God, that's exactly like Georgina's experience. Did you hear, Georgina? We can go next Saturday; it's an open house at the club, just like with you."

"What time do we need to be there?"

"If we want to schedule a photo session and a visit to the club, you need to be here around six pm. We then have three hours for a photo session with a nine pm appointment at the club. It's better not to eat before you go to the club."

"Why's that, Lew?"

"It's going to be intense at the club, and there are a few bodily fluids they don't appreciate very much.

"I thought they appreciated it when a woman squirts?"

"Squirt yes, but that does not include blood and vomit."

"Yes, Lew is absolutely right, Melissa," I heard Georgina say. "You'd better go there with an almost empty stomach."

"Another thing I want to ask you is to bring some clothes you don't mind being damaged."

"Why's that?"

"Sometimes they tie you up, and instead of removing the clothes, they just cut them from your body."

"Oh my God, this is going to be intense, isn't it?"

"Well, you asked for it; if you think you can't handle it, you can still cancel it now."

"What if I get cold feet at the last moment?"

"Neither Tanja nor I will appreciate that, as, upon my special request, she blocked these two hours for you instead of another one of her clients."

"OK, I won't back down; I promise you, I really want to experience this."

"OK, then here is the matter of the fee; you have to pay the nominal fee for a first visit during an open-door night. As she already had a first-time experience during an open-door night in the past, it's different for Georgina; if she wants to accompany you, she will need to take a minimum three-month membership. If you like the experience and would like to return, you can take over Georgina's membership."

"I don't mind; I'll pay my entrance fee and Georgina's membership; from what she told me, I think already that I might return in the future."

"Ok then, ladies, I'll see you Saturday at six pm for your photoshoot."

"Great, Lew, thanks for helping us."

"Oh, yes, before I forget, if you want me to, I'll document your experience."

"Can't Georgina take pictures in the club?"

"Nope, there is a strict policy that I'm the only photographer allowed to take pictures. I know exactly how to avoid taking pictures of people who don't want to be photographed there. Everybody knows they can trust me."

"OK."

"Don't worry, I won't charge you for the pictures in the club."

"Thanks, Lew, I can afford one photo session, but not two."

"OK, ladies, see you Saturday; don't be late."

"We won't, Lew, and thanks again for setting this up for me."

"My pleasure, Melissa."

Saturday, six pm, and nobody had shown up. I was wondering, did they get cold feet? Hopefully, nothing bad had happened to them. Well, I hadn't heard of any plane crashes or any emergency landings or strikes anywhere in Europe. When I looked out of the display window, I saw a small car driving up at full speed and parking in front of the shop, with two women inside. They jumped out, in uniform, grabbed a suitcase from the trunk, and hurried towards the shop door.

When they walked in, they looked at me, and Georgina asked, out of breath, "Are we too late?"

"Mmmhmm what can I say? You are within what we call the academic quarter of an hour, so I'll forgive you."

"God, Lew, you have no idea; our plane was late departing and, of course, late in landing. The pilot had all kinds of special things he wanted us to do upon arrival at the airport, something he normally never does; I have no idea what possessed him. Then, of course, we hit the evening traffic from Brussels, and the ring around Antwerp was blocked all the way to our exit in the North."

"You probably didn't get a speeding ticket then?"

"Not a chance at the speed we were going, believe me."

"It can happen, don't worry, we have plenty of time, and as I mentioned, you better not eat much before we go to the club so we can use that time for your photo session. But shall I pour you ladies a nice glass of bubbly, like you normally do when I enter your world?"

"That would be nice, Lew; we can use it, and it would be a nice change if you served us."

"Excellent, follow me." I said after locking the shop's door and putting the "closed" sign up.

As usual, I got the now almost standard aaah's and oooh's from somebody entering the studio for the first time, now of course only from Melissa, as Georgina had been here before.

"Wow, Lew, this is big!"

"Oh, and you should see above where he lives," Georgina said.

"You live above the studio, Lew?"

"Partly above the shop and partly above the studio."

"He's got a roof garden as well up there; if you ask nicely, I'm sure he'll show you."

"What makes you think I take everybody that comes to the studio upstairs as well, Georgina?"

Georgina turned bright red, but when she saw the smile on my face, she slapped my arm.

"Maybe not everybody, Lew, but I'm sure that you will be taking us upstairs for some fun and games."

"And what kind of fun and games are you referring to, my dear?"

Again, Georgina looked at me with questioning eyes and said with a little knowing smile around her mouth.

"Oh, you know this, that, and the other; one never knows what a photo session might lead to."

"Are you implying that I always ravish my models, Georgina?"

"No, probably not always, but..."

"What but?"

"Hey, I saw your reaction when Melissa was flashing you on the plane."

"And what did you think you saw?"

"I saw something growing in your pants."

"No way."

"I must admit, Lew, I saw it too," Melissa added.

"I guess that is a normal, uncontrollable reaction of my body."

"So, when you photograph me in the nude, do you think that reaction will recur?"

"I have no idea; as I said, I have absolutely no control over it."

"And if it recurs, would you like us to do something about it now that there are no nosy passengers around?"

"I leave that entirely up to you ladies. I offered to take your pictures for a certain fee; whatever additional reward you may have in mind is entirely up to you."

"Good to know," Melissa said to Georgina with a wink."

"If you play your cards right, he might even show you his wonderful apartment he has before we go to the dungeon."

"Ah, yes, now that you mention the dungeon, I booked a two-hour session with Tanja for you, starting at nine pm."

"Not for me, I hope," Georgina said.