Standing on the four-inch heels was difficult enough, thought Stacy but doing it with her arms tied wrist to elbow behind her back made it twice as hard. As she stood there naked trying to maintain her balance she regretted allowing her Step Father to talk her into this job.

Stacy had been a model for six years now and during the first five years she had contract after contract, with work for lots of catalogues, magazines and even some television work. Now however things had changed.

It was six months since her last shoot and that had only been a two-hour session with Dan Partridge. Ever since then the photographers had stopped calling for her and her agency was unable to find her work.

Other girls of her age were able to get work but since the shoot with Dan Partridge, where he had touched her breasts while adjusting her position and she had called him a pervert for it, no other photographers had wanted her on their sets.

Her Step Father had wanted her to apologise but Stacy had thrown a strop and walked out which meant that the Studio had lost a days shooting, something they always got upset about.

Her Step Father, who was also Stacy’s agent had been around to see all of the photographers and had come back with the message that unless Dan was willing to employ her thenNoteTab Pro appears to be corrupted. This command cannot be completed. model.

It wasn’t fair, thought Stacy. Dan was the one in the wrong as there was no doubt in her mind that he had deliberately fondled her small breasts and even pinched her nipples when she was modelling a tiny yellow bikini for him. Dan said that it was usual in swimwear shoots to have one or two photos where the nipple showed through the material and that these would be used in some of the more adult magazines. Since her nipples had not been erect he was just helping her achieve the right look for his clients.

When Stacy argued that none of the other photographers she had worked with had ever done that he simply pointed out that she had only just started to develop to the point that her nipples would get hard enough to show.

She knew from the look of lust on his face when he did it that he was lying but looking back now Stacy wished she had just kept quiet about it.

Finally her Step Father had convinced her that if she was ever going to work again she was going to have to apologies to Dan and beg him to employ her.

Reluctantly Stacy had phoned him and made a grovelling apology begging him to use her for his next shoot and to her surprise he had immediately agreed. She really should have known better than to have accepted the work without checking it out first but she was just so pleased that he was letting her get back into modelling she took the job without asking what she was going to model.

This morning she had been up bright and early and had her Step Father drop her off fifteen minutes before she was due at Dan’s studio to try and impress him with her willing attitude. Stacy’s Step Father had always accompanied her on shoots before but because she had not worked for so long he explained that he had taken on other commitments and would be back to collect her at lunchtime.

Dan had been setting up his equipment in a small 12 by 12 room off the side of his main studio and Stacy began to wonder what product she was going to be modelling that he would want to do it in there.

Looking around she noticed that apart from a metal ring, which was set into each wall of the room at about waist height, it was completely bare. Usually there would be a backdrop and some props but clearly not this time.

“Hello Mr Partridge,” Stacy had called and Dan had looked up and smiled at her.

“Hi Stacy. I’m glad to see you back again and hope that you are going to behave today,” He said. “You really are too pretty not to be working as a model.”

The flash of anger at the suggestion that she had not behaved last time was quickly overcome by the compliment and Stacy just bit her tongue and smiled back at the photographer.

“Good, well Dave, my assistant will be back soon,” he added. “I just sent him out to get some rope. Do you want to make some coffee while we are waiting?”

Stacy went off to make some coffee for Dan wondering what he wanted rope for but decided it was best not to appear stupid by asking.

When she returned with Dan’s coffee Dave was there with several lengths of rope a knife, a pair of high heel shoes, a ball with straps attached and a riding crop. He was holding a long, thick piece of rough rope into which he was tying knots about a foot apart.

Taking the coffee from her Dan told her to undress and get ready.

Looking around Stacy could not see any clothes to change into and finally decided to ask what she was modelling for them.

“Just your skin,” Dan told her. “This is a bdsm shoot for Bound Lolita Magazine.

“What!” She cried. “You don’t think I am going to pose nude do you?”

“Not only are you going to pose nude but you’re going to be tied up as well,” Dan informed the lovely preteen girl.

“Please there must be a mistake,” Stacy cried. “I don’t do that sort of work.

“Well at the moment you don’t do any sort of work,” Dan told her. “In fact you have ceased to be a model. I am offering you a way back into modelling. Do this as an apology to me and I will use you at least once a month on other work and put the word out to the other photographers that you are much more cooperative these days. But if you don’t do it you are finished as a model.”

“Now if you are not going to do it I need to call Bella and get her over here so that we don’t waste another day, so chose and chose quickly,” he said. “Either start undressing or get out of here.”

Bella did this kind of work? Stacy thought. I never realised that. She was one of the most sought after young girls on the circuit, always busy and paid more than any of the others for her work.

“Ok start walking,” Dan ordered reaching for a phone to make the threatened call.

“No, I’ll do it,” Stacy conceded and reached down to pull the hem of her tee shirt up.

“Wait,” Dan ordered and started a video camera rolling before picking up his camera and starting to take photos of Stacy. “Ok start undressing and make it slow and sexy for me.”

Although Stacy had done any number of underwear shoots before, this was the first time she had undressed in front of the camera and she found herself incredibly shy. Slowly she pulled her tee shirt off and allowed it to drop to the floor.

“Now that’s the look I was after,” Dan exclaimed as he pointed to the fact that her nipples were hard as they pushed against the thin material of her white lacy bra. “You see you little teases are all the same. Claim that you don’t want it but your body says something different.”

Blushing bright red Stacy removed her trainers before reaching for the catch on her short skirt and allowing it to drop to the floor at her feet. Standing before Dan she turned this way and that as he finished up a roll of film shooting her in just her underwear.

Calling a halt Dan handed the camera to Dave who began reloading it as Dan stepped over to the pretty young model and put his hand on her shoulder.

Stacy could feel the photographer’s clammy touch moving over her naked shoulder and wanted to push him away but knew that if she did she was finished as a model. Steeling herself she let him slide his hand down to cup her breasts through the material of her bra and roll the prominent little nipple between his finger and thumb, flinching as he squeezed tightly.

“Good girl,” he said as if he was talking to a dog rather than a preteen young model. Then taking the newly loaded camera that Dave held out he returned to the business of taking photos.

“Ok now lets see you take the rest off,” he said as he brought the camera up to his eye.

Reaching behind her Stacy undid the clasp on her bra and allowed it to slip down her arms to fall onto the floor baring her small pert little breasts before the two men and the cameras.

Now Dan went to work getting Stacy to pose in a variety of ways, which showed off her young breasts to their best advantage. All the time he worked she could see the lump in his trousers stretching the material and could see it growing bigger as he got her first to lean forward with her hands on her knees, which allowed her breasts to appear larger and then to lean backwards into a crab position, which stretched her breasts taunt against her skin and allowed just the nipples to poke out.

Now they reached the point that Stacy was dreading as she was told to remove her knickers. Not since she was very young had any man seen her there and now she was going to be naked not only in front of the two men but also in front of the cameras.

Hooking her hands into the waistband she took a deep breath, thinking about the fact that she would be able to get back to her modelling work when this was all over, before pushing her knickers downwards and stepping out of them as they fell to her feet.

Both men stared at the lovely naked preteen displayed for their pleasure. It was some time before Dan remembered to start taking pictures again. He knew that he was going to have some great shots to sell as a result of today’s shoot and that he was going to make a lot of money from this little girl’s body.

The best thing was that once he had finished with her today she would have to return whenever he wanted or he would use the photos that he had to ruin her career.

“Ok now for the bondage part,” he told her. “Dave prepare her for me.”

Stepping behind the naked little girl Dave pulled her hands back and began to wind rope around them tying each wrist tightly to the opposite elbow. “Ouch, that hurts,” Stacy, complained but Dave just completed the job without comment.

Taking up the ball Dave brought it up to the lovely girls face and pushed it against her lips. Stacy realising what was expected opened her mouth as wide as she could but Dave still he had trouble squeezing it all in. Next he fastened the buckle tightly behind her head being careful to pull her beautiful hair out of the way first.

Now only muffled sounds came from Stacy as she tried to communicate through the gag as Dave knelt before her and lifting each foot in turn placed the shoes with their four-inch heels on her feet.

Standing back Dave admired his handy-work as Dan continued to shoot picture after picture of the little model as she tottered around on her high heels.

Dan handed the camera to Dave to reload and Stacy cringed as he walked over to her as she stood helpless before him. She knew what was coming and wasn’t surprised when he reached out and taking hold of her nipple pulled her painfully towards him.

Stacy struggled to regain her balance on the ridiculously high shoes as she was pulled towards the photographer. Once she was close enough Dan put one hand on each breast and squeezed them hard bringing tears to her eyes as she struggled to move away from him.

Rolling her nipples between his fingers and thumbs Dan looked his young model straight in the eyes and said. “You caused me to lose a lot of face with the other photographers and I haven’t forgotten your remark about my being a pervert. Before I let you start working as a model again you are going to be punished for that.”

Shaking her head Stacy tried to back away but Dan just held her tightly by her breasts so that as the young model had to stop pulling as it hurt too much.

Taking the camera back from his assistant Dan shot a roll of film of the naked model as she tottered around the room on the heels with tears streaking her face, before getting Dave to reload again.

“Now all this was caused because I wanted to take some shots of your erect nipples Stacy,” Dan said. “I cannot understand why you caused such a fuss in the first place but now I am going to shoot a complete roll of them just to remind you that next time you should just let me get on with my work without complaint. Is that ok with you now?” He asked.

Stacy nodded her head. All she wanted was to get this over with and be able to get back to modelling and as Dan got back to work she followed his instructions and posed exactly as he demanded.

Dan got some great shots of her tearful face and small breasts but thought that her nipples just didn’t look right.

“Dave get her nipples more erect for me,” he told his assistant who was only too pleased to have a chance to play with the young models breasts.

Squeezing and pulling Stacy’s nipples soon made them hard and the photographer shot some more pictures before stopping and examining the young girls breasts again.

“Do you think that you could get them any harder,” he asked Dave.

Dave thought for a moment. “We have some ice cubes in the fridge,” he told his boss. “That might work.”

Dan had him get them and soon he was rubbing them against the young models nipples. Stacy could feel how hard her nipples got as the ice had it’s effect on her and saw that they were standing out considerably further on her small breasts.

“That’s better,” Dan said as he continued to use up another roll of film.

“Do you want me to dry them off,” Dave asked as the melting ice had left trails of water running down the young models breasts.

“No it looks good just as it is,” Dan replied. “How about doing the same on her clit and seeing if we can get that to poke out too.”

Dave sunk to his knees facing the young model and Stacy shrank back as he brought a cube of ice up against the top of her naked slit. Dave’s hand went around the young girl and cupped an ass cheek as he pulled her back towards him.

Using his knees Dan’s assistant forced Stacy to stand with her feet apart and worked the freezing cube up and down the lips of her naked little pussy.

Dan kept shooting and as Dave started to use the fourth ice cube he was rewarded with the sight of his preteen models sensitive little clit poking out through the puffy lips of her pussy.

“Great work Dave,” Dan praised. “Now put a cube up inside her and I will get some shots of it leaking out as it melts. It will look as if she’s juicing up,” he continued.

Stacy felt the icy cube being forced into her virgin passage as Dave stood back and allowed the photographer to move in closer, taking shot after shot until he had finished the roll of film.

As Stacy stood shivering from the cold and wet ice cube that had melted inside her Dave changed the film in the camera.

“Only one more thing left now Stacy and you will be able to work again as a model,” said Dan as he picked up the length of rope with knots in and tied it to the ring on the wall. Taking the other end he pulled it across the room and tied it tightly to the ring in the opposite wall.

“You have heard of walking the plank?” He asked. “Well this is a new variation on that called walking the rope. I think you will find it very interesting.”

Picking Stacy up Dan placed her over the rope next to a ring so that one leg went down on either side of the rope. The young model let out a squeal as the rope cut into the lips of her pussy and squashed her sensitive clit as she was lowered to stand on the floor.

With the four-inch heels on she couldn’t stand on tiptoe to relieve the pain of the rope cutting into her young pussy flesh and felt as if she was being cut in two. Dan reached down and pulled the lips of her pussy open so that the rough rope slid right up against her little clit at the front and deep into her bum at the back as her weight pulled it even tighter. Dan couldn’t help but pull on Stacy’s erect little clit and give it a hard squeeze just to see the preteen model flinch from the pain.

“Ok Stacy, what you have to do is walk from here across the room until your breasts are touching the wall opposite,” Dan said. “Do that and we will release you and things will be back to normal, with plenty of work coming your way.”

Stacy looked along the rough piece of rope at the ten large knots and on to the other wall. Slowly she shuffled forward on the heels and felt the rope drag painfully over her clit, down through the lips of her pussy, rasp against the tender flesh between her legs and finally drag over her tiny anus.

As she reached the first knot she stopped as she felt it painfully knock into her clit. She couldn’t raise herself over it and knew that she would have to just drag in through along with the rest of the rough rope.

Dan had adjusted the video camera and was busy shooting shot after shot of the preteen as she tried desperately to force the knot past her clit and through her legs. Despite the chill of the room Stacy was covered in a sheen of sweat and her nipples stood out proudly from her chest.

Suddenly losing her balance Stacy stumbled forward and felt the knot rip past her clit and tear through her pussy before stopping painfully between her legs as she regained her balance.

Dan and Dave were surprised at the amount of pain that the young girl managed to express through the gag. The scream was mainly lost inside her own throat but enough of it escaped to ensure that anyone watching the video later, realised just how much pain she was going through.

Just then the door opened and Stacy’s Step Dad walked in.

Stacy looked at him with relief, knowing that he would rescue her from the terrible things that Dan was doing to her.

“Hi Dan. I rushed back hoping I’d be in time to see the rope walk,” her Step Father said. “Looks like my little girl is having trouble with it.”

Confusion filled the young girls mind as she struggled to understand what was going on. Could her Step Father really be going to just watch as Dan tortured her like this.

“Do you realise how much you have cost your Mother and me with your selfish attitude?” He asked as he picked up the riding crop from the floor and approached her. “After today you will have lots more work and will do anything you are told to do, won’t you?”

Shaking her head no Stacy saw him raise the crop and bring it down hard against her bum. As the sharp pain shot through her she took a step forward and the knot pulled from under her and tore against her tiny anus causing even more pain.

Standing shaking Stacy saw her Step Father raise the crop again. “Are you going to do as you’re told?” He asked again. This time Stacy nodded yes frantically and was relieved to see him lower the crop. “Ok lets see you take the next knot for me then.”

Knowing how much it was going to hurt Stacy stepped forward until the next knot was pressed tightly against the front of her clit. Taking a deep breath she moved one foot forward closed her eyes and then moved the other forward. Again she let out a shriek as the knot tore against her tender flesh as it passed under her and out the other side.

“Keep going,” her Step Father ordered and Stacy moved against the next knot and forced herself to endure the pain as this one tore through her as well. She noticed that the further towards the middle she got the easier it was as the rope was slightly lower at this point.

The next two knots hurt but were nowhere near as painful as the first two and now Stacy was allowed to rest while Dave reloaded the camera for Dan.

“Only three more knots Stacy and you will be back into work again,” Dan told her as he took the loaded camera and focussed on her. “Lets see you take the next one now.”

Moving forward Stacy pushed against the next knot. Being nearer the end it was higher and as she forced herself over it she again cried out in pain as it tore her young flesh. She could feel wetness now and was sure that she was bleeding.

Standing crying Stacy tried to catch her breath. She had two knots left. She knew that she had to take them both to get her modelling career back but being near the end meant that they were higher.

Leaning against the first knot Stacy tried to push it through but it wouldn’t go. It was just too big to fit past her clit and through her legs. As she started to pull back however her Step Father struck her hard across the bum with the crop and the preteen model lurched forward.

The pain was intense as it felt as though she was being torn in two by the knot as it passed through her legs. The rough rope ripped the skin on her tender pussy, thighs and bum from her but it was nothing compared to the pain in her sensitive clit, which felt as if it had been punched.

“Only one more now Stacy,” Dan told her as the young model stood shaking her head, tears streaming from her eyes. They couldn’t expect her to do the last one, could they? Because it was nearer the ring on the wall it was higher than the rest and was just too high for her to get over.

But they did!

“It looks like she is going to need a bit of encouragement to do this one,” Dan told her Step Father. “I think you are going to have to really lay into her with the crop.”

“Come on Stacy, just the one and you have done it,” her Step Father said.

Moving forward Stacy’s body climbed the rope until the knot was snug against her preteen pussy. Try as she might she couldn’t get past the knot, which smacked directly against her hard clit. Suddenly her bum was on fire from a slash of the crop but she was still unable to go further. Now blow after blow fell on her unprotected bum driving her higher and higher up the rope until suddenly the knot slipped between the lips of her pussy dragging and stretching her clit along with it as it tore against the raw flesh between her legs and finally out and up, tearing her anus on it’s way.

A high-pitched scream erupted from the young girl’s gagged mouth and Dave caught her as at last the pain receded and she fainted into the blackness.

When she came to she had been dressed back in her clothes and all sign of her ordeal had been cleared away but as she started to stand the pain between her legs caused her to gasp.

“We’ve put some special cream on that,” Dan said. “It will be sore for a day or two but will heal by next week which is when you have your next shoot.”

“What will I be modelling,” Stacy asked, with fear in her voice.

“Don’t worry its clothes for the new Index catalogue,” Dan replied and Pete Morris wants you for a spread he is doing for a leisure centre next Friday too, oh and its at the same rate as Bella.”

Stacy brightened up. It seemed as if she had done what was needed to get back into the business and that Dan was going to keep his promise. Pete Morris was one of the most respected Photographers in the game and one she had always wanted to work with. Also she was going to be paid as much as Bella who was the highest earning model she knew.

Dan handed her a sheet of paper and a pen as he said, “now I just need you to sign an agreement to do one Bound Lolita spread a month for the next year and we can put the past behind us.”