ELLA
“Lay face down on the bench, with your arms hanging down at the sides.”
He comes over to me, places a pillow from the bed covering the hole for the face, and says, “Turn your head to the side.”
He lifts one arm, straps it to the metal piece attached to the bench, and then does the same with the other.
“Spread your legs.”
I do, and he attaches my legs to the bottom rails of the bench.
“What’s your safe word, Ella?” He asks as he runs his fingers over my ass.
“Avocado.”
“Mmm,” he hums, “and what will you say if you need a break?”
“Ye-llow,” I stammer quickly.
He rubs his hand over my ass cheek, and then it’s gone before it comes back, slapping my skin.
This time when his hand disappears, I expect it, and a moan slips out.
“Do you like this, sweetheart?”
“Yes,” I whimper softly as his hand connects with my ass again and again.
He removes my restraints and says, “Come here.”
I get up and move to him, feeling my face heat.
“When you filled out your list, you said you were okay with being photographed. Has that changed?”
I shake my head no, but then have second thoughts.
“You won’t sell them, or post them online?”
The panic rises in my chest.
“I’d lose my job. I can’t lose my job.”
He removes his mask and presses his hand to my face.
“This is for me, sweetheart, and only if you consent. I swear to you, I mean you no harm. The only man fucking his fist to images of you will be me.”
I gasp, as my clit pulses with need at the thought of him masturbating, while thinking of me, of this night together.
Spinning me around, he unzips my dress and unsnaps the neck strap, until it falls to the floor. Grabbing my shoulders, he turns me back so I’m facing him. His eyes trail my body, taking in the red lacy lingerie he bought me. Both the top and bottom are see through, and tied with red ribbon.
“Fuck,” he groans, and then says, “Get on the bed.”
L walks over to his black bag as I get on the bed. He walks over to the bed with a camera.
“Touch your pussy on the outside of your panties.”
I shut my eyes as the embarrassment fills me.
He’s going to see how wet I am, when he has barely touched me.
