Reluctant Model
By: John Doelman

It was the first of the month, and Andrea knew the rent was due. Andrea Smith 
was a 18 year-old high school cheerleader and had just moved out from her 
parents. She said she needed to be independent and on her own. She was 5' 7", 
107 pounds, with long, naturally blonde hair and shapely, tan legs; a baby face 
on a woman's body. She had found a part-time job as a secretary to pay the rent, 
but then she got laid off. She hadn't paid it in over three months. She knew the 
landlord would be calling her soon for the overdue money. He was an awful, old 
man, mean and not understanding of her predicament at all. He had threatened to 
evict her this month if she didn't come across with some money.  Above all else 
in life, she feared being homeless.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. It was Mr. Snyder. She asked him in as 
nicely as she could, hoping he would give her another break.

"You know why I'm here.", he said as he sat down on her sofa.

"I'm really trying to get some money together for you." , she pleaded.

"I'm through listening to your excuses.", he said. "You owe me a lot of money, 
young lady. Tomorrow, I'm having you evicted from here." "No!", she screamed.  
"I have no where to go! Can't you give me one more chance?" He got up to leave 
without answering her. She grabbed his arm as he was going out the door.

"Please, I'll do anything." He stopped and turned.

"Anything?", he asked.

"Well," she admitted, "almost anything.".

"That's not exactly what I had in mind, but do I have a friend who might be able 
to use your services." he said, "That is if you're willing." "I can type 60 
words a minute.", she said.

"That's not what I had in mind. He's a photographer and he's always looking for 
pretty, young girls to model for him." "I'm sorry Mr. Snyder. I'm not that kind 
of girl", she said quietly and slammed the door in his face. She sat down on the 
couch and began to cry.

That night, Andrea woke up from a deep sleep. She thought about this being the 
last night in her apartment, and began to cry. She knew her parents would never 
take her back. She thought about being out on the street all alone, and all the 
unspeakable things that might happen to a young, pretty, vulnerable girl. She 
reached for the phone and dialed Mr. Snyder and got the photographer's address.

It was 9 o'clock the next evening when Andrea arrived at the photographer's 
studio. Her long, blonde hair was braided up into a bun and she wore her best 
evening gown, a long, revealing, black velvet dress, and high heels in order to 
impress the photographer. Even though she was a beautiful, young girl, Andrea 
had never modeled before and didn't know what to expect, so she tried to look 
her best for him. She looked like she was ready for an evening on the town.  
Only her lack of make up betrayed Andrea's young age. Trying to be as poised as 
a 18 year-old girl could be, she walked up to the front door and knocked. The 
door opened and she was greeted by a man in his 50's.

"Hi, I'm Andrea Smith. Mr. Snyder sent me to see you", Andrea said, hesitantly.

The photographer looked Andrea up and down, admiring her young body sheathed 
tightly in the her evening gown and high heels. It had been a long time since he 
had the chance to photograph such a pretty, young girl. Even though she was so 
young, she still had a certain sexiness and seductiveness to her. He undressed 
her in his mind, trying to imagine just what she would look like without any of 
her clothes on. Yes, he thought; she would make an excellent subject for his 
project.

"He told me that you would be coming. Please come inside." They walked down the 
hall and descended a set of stairs leading to the basement.

He unlocked a door in the rear area and directed her into his photography 
studio. He closed the door behind her and locked it, noticing the sweet 
fragrance of the perfume she wore. There were bright lights everywhere, all 
illuminating the same area: the center of the studio. In the middle of the room 
were a wooden chair with arms, a small table, and an examination table from a 
gynecologist's office. Other than these items, the large studio was empty of 
furniture.

"Have a seat over in that chair, Miss Smith, if you would please.", he said and 
pointed to the chair.

Andrea walked over to the chair, sat down and crossed her legs. She looked up 
and was immediately blinded by the bright, studio lights and found she couldn't 
see the photographer anymore. All she could do was hear him loading film into 
his camera. She felt like she was on display. She shifted nervously in the chair 
and began to wonder what this man was up to. She felt alone, but knew he was 
there, staring at her in the chair.

"Did Mr. Snyder tell you what you exactly what you were going to be doing this 
evening?" the photographer asked.

"He only said that you were a photographer and that I could help you out by 
doing some modeling for you.", Andrea replied.

"Oh, I think you can do that. You look like you will be a fine model for my new 
project", he said.

"I hope so. I owe him a lot of money.", Andrea replied hesitantly.

"Yes you do. Quite a lot, from what he tells me. How old are you, Miss Smith?", 
the hidden voice inquired.

"I just turned 18, sir. I'm in the 12th grade, and a cheerleader at Southern 
High School.", she replied demurely, struggling to see him through all of the 
lights. All there was, was a voice from behind the blinding brilliance.

"You're kind of young for my style of photography, but we'll see how it goes 
tonight. Have you ever modeled for a photographer before?" "No, never", she 
replied, shifting nervously in the chair.

"Well, we'll take it nice and slow then. I find it hard to believe that no one 
has ever asked you to model before. You are a very beautiful young lady.

I'm going to begin taking some photographs of your face. Just try to act natural 
for me. O.K. then let's get started.", he said.

He began by shooting several shots of her face, telling her to smile and turn 
her face to the left and right.

"You're a beautiful, young lady, Miss Smith. You should be a professional 
model", he remarked as he quietly photographed her.

"I would be too afraid", she said, turning her face to follow his instructions.

The photographer shot several rolls of film and he was reloading his camera.

This isn't so bad, she thought, but she spoke too soon. He put down his camera 
and spoke to her...

"Let's talk about why you really came here tonight. It seems you're way behind 
in your rent, Miss Smith. Mr. Snyder told me that you'd be willing to pay it off 
by helping me. That's good, because I need a young model like you to photograph 
for my current project. If you cooperate with me tonight, I will see to it that 
your debt to Mr. Snyder is paid in full. You, in turn, will owe me.  Not money, 
but with something much more valuable to me." "What do I have to do?, Andrea 
asked hesitantly.

"I want you to pose in the nude for me." Panic raced through Andrea's head as 
she finally began to realize what this evening's work was really all about. It 
wasn't about working off her indebtedness in a normal manner.

In order for her to pay off the debt she owed Mr. Snyder, she was going to have 
to take off her clothes and allow herself to be photographed in the nude by this 
complete and total stranger. Her lithe, young body squirmed nervously in the 
chair.

Andrea shuddered at just the thought of undressing in front of some man she had 
never met before, allowing him visually roam her naked body, and then allowing 
him photograph her totally in nude. It would be just like those disgusting 
magazines she found once in her father's closet.

Andrea Smith was only 18 years old, and still in high school. Her gynecologist 
was the only man who had ever seen her without any of her clothes on, and that 
was traumatic enough. Things like this didn't happen to nice girls like her, she 
thought. She unconsciously pulled the bottom of her dress down tightly with her 
hands.

"Shall we begin then? As I just said, you're going to have to remove your 
clothes for this photo shoot, but I want you to take them off one piece at a 
time. Hmmm. Let's see. Where should we begin?

"Let's start with that lovely gown you're wearing. It really compliments your 
body, but it looks so tight and confining on you. Let's get you more 
comfortable.", he said.

Andrea knew what was coming next and revolted inside. She readied herself to 
verbally protest, but she was cut off .

"I want to see what you look like under your dress, first. I want you to slowly 
reach down with your hands and pull the bottom of your dress up to your waist", 
he said hungrily.

She looked at him with fear in her eyes. There was no way she could go through 
with this. No man had ever seen her in the nude before and she wasn't going to 
start now, especially under these embarrassing circumstances. She was going to 
save this intimate moment for her future husband.

"Isn't there something else I can do to pay that awful man off? There must be! I 
can't go through with this. I've never done anything like this before!", she 
protested and began to get up.

"Mr. Snyder, will be very disappointed to hear that you didn't want to cooperate 
with me and you know what that means", he said, solemnly.

Andrea knew she was entrapped. She would have to submit to this pornographic 
adventure or out of her apartment she would go. She sat back down in the chair.

She waited for a few seconds and then, with a sigh of resignation, reached down 
with her hands and grasped the bottom of her black evening gown.

Slowly, she lifted her dress up, past her knees to the middle of her svelte 
thighs and stopped. Andrea looked down at her newly exposed legs and shuddered 
at the thought of what was to follow this modest exposure.

"You have beautifully tan legs, Miss Smith. So nice and long and smooth, but I 
want you to show me more. If you would please, pull your dress up the rest of 
the way, above your waist. I want to see what kind of panties you're wearing." 
Andrea slowly inched her dress up. Little by little, her petite panties came 
into view. They were plain white cotton. A few of her light blonde pubic hairs 
peeked out from the sides, and her nether lips were clearly outlined through the 
cotton crotch. A rush of embarrassment traveled through her body.

"You're being much too modest, Miss Smith. As a beautiful, young lady, you 
should enjoy showing off your body. Most men would pay dearly to see a young 
girl like you in the nude. Because you're so far in debt, I'm going to get to 
see you naked for free. Now, if you would please, Miss Smith, lift your dress as 
high up as you can, up above your waist", he said.

Soon, Andrea's beautiful gown was gathered up around her waist, showing off her 
long, tan thighs and her panty covered loins. Andrea kept her thighs pressed 
tightly together, but she could not hide the front of her panties. She heard him 
start clicking away with his camera, photographing her in this compromising 
position.

Andrea couldn't believe what she was doing. Wasn't it against the law to 
photograph a teen-aged girl like this? She began to wonder whether this was 
worth the rent she owed. But, what could she do? Nothing, but cooperate with his 
obscene desires and submit to his demands, completely.

"White cotton panties. Just what a nice, young girl should wear. But they look 
too small for you; your pubic hair is sticking out around the sides. Do you have 
much pubic hair on your vulva, Miss Smith? At your young age, I bet you don't. I 
guess that you teenaged girls don't have much to cover your genitals with. Do 
you want to show me yours, Miss Smith? No? Well you must if you want your bill 
paid off.

"Now, Miss Smith, I want you to take your panties and pull them down to your 
ankles, but leave them there." His saying the words "take your panties and pull 
them down" shocked Andrea into realizing that she was really going to have to 
expose her most intimate area, her genitals to this man. She thought about 
refusing, but she knew she couldn't.

She cringed in total embarrassment at the thought just of exposing her genitalia 
for him to see, but for some strange man to photograph them was a completely 
mortifying thought. She hesitated for a moment, but solemnly resigned herself to 
her forced disrobing.

Andrea reluctantly grasped the elastic sides of her small panties and slowly 
eased them down off of her narrow hips, and slipped them down her long legs to 
her ankles, leaving herself completely naked below the waist. Andrea sat back 
and looked fearfully into the blinding lights. She knew she had passed the point 
of no return. Her dress remained up around her waist, which only made her look 
all the more vulnerable. She kept her slim, tan thighs pressed tightly together, 
trying desperately to hide her vulva, but a tiny patch of her light, blonde 
pubic hair and the top of her vulval slit were clearly visible at the base of 
her pubic mound, which rose above her flat abdomen. From her tan lines, it was 
obvious that when she sunbathed, she wore a small string bikini that barely 
covered her pubis.

"I see from your tan that you sunbathe in really small bikini bottoms. You must 
be very attractive in it when you're at the beach. You're doing very well, Miss 
Smith. Most of my models are protesting by this point. I guess nudity doesn't 
suit them. But this is where your fun really starts.

"Now.......I want you to spread your legs apart and let me see your pussy." 
Andrea was suddenly jolted into complete awareness by his request. She stared 
down at her exposed pubic mound below the gathered folds of her black dress.  
Her pubis rose gracefully to a pubic hair tufted prominence at the union of her 
long, slim legs. She saw her tan, naked hips and abdomen, framing her partially 
concealed, white vulva and finally realized that she was going to have to openly 
expose the most intimate, personal part of her body, for this man to take 
pictures of. Only her gynecologist had seen her genitals before this ordeal, and 
those few times were deeply embarrassing. And he was a doctor! This man was only 
a photographer.

Andrea was taught as a little girl that a woman's most intimate body area was 
her genitalia, to be kept covered and hidden from sight, not to be shown to 
anyone, and never openly displayed or exposed in a manner such as she was being 
forced to do. She was too young and innocent for this, she thought.  Humiliation 
flooded through her mind and she thought about refusing, but knew she couldn't.

Andrea gathered up all of her nerve and slowly began to spread apart her lean 
legs and reveal her genitals to the photographer's pornographic lens.

Ever so slowly, her juvenile vulva came into his view, as her legs slipped apart 
from their tight closure. The bright lights illuminated the entire area between 
her legs. Her naked pubis evolved into a petite, perpendicular crack, framed 
between her two fleshy vulval lips.

Andrea's curved pubic mound was barely covered with light blonde pubic hair, and 
her outer vulval lips were smooth and plump, curving inward to meet in the 
smooth, dark crack which formed the introduction into her inner sexual cavity.

In most older blonde women, their outer vulval lips were colored a light brown 
toward their outer edges, but because Andrea was only 18 years old, her young 
labia were completely colored a pink flesh tone along their entire length.

It was obvious from her embarrassed reaction that she had never exposed her 
genitals like this before. Her face blushed with embarrassment as she heard him 
starting to take pictures of her exposed vulva.

She put her hands over her face in shame.

"I knew it. Your pussy lips are as smooth as a baby's bottom. You must be a 
virgin. I can tell because your outer vulval lips don't open up and reveal your 
inner lips when you spread your legs apart. We'll soon fix that.

"Spread your legs apart wider, Miss Smith, as wide as you can." Andrea spread 
her legs apart as wide as she could while still sitting in the chair, forming a 
broad, open V with her thighs, her shins pointing straight down, completely 
exposing her youthful genitals for his visual examination. Her outer vulval lips 
evolved into a virginal pink color, very puffy and smooth, but her inner lips 
remained tightly concealed beneath them, hidden from his obscene gaze.

Andrea sat there in stunned speechlessness, with her dress gathered up around 
her hips, stark naked below the waist, her legs spread wide open in the most 
seductive position possible, exposing her most intimate flesh for some strange 
man to inspect and scrutinize at his pleasure.

The little dignity that she had left vanished into the bright lights. She had 
never felt so helpless and exposed in all of her life.

"That's good. Now stay like that. You have very photogenic genitals, Miss Smith.

I'm pleased that you don't have much pubic hair. It would only hide the juvenile 
femininity of your young vulva. The light, pink color of your pussy lips will 
come out looking great on film. This is working out very well." He took several 
pictures of her in this alluring position. She felt like a victim of visual rape 
with his eyes probing her exposed external genitals. She closed her eyes and put 
her head back, wishing this were all a bad nightmare.

"Now I want you to lean back, Miss Smith, and put your legs over the arms of the 
chair." Andrea began to whimper softly, and closed her eyes. How much more is he 
going to make me do, she wondered.

She sat back, and lifted her knees up over each arm of the chair. As she lifted 
her feet up off the floor, her panties fell off her black, high heels, landing 
at the feet of the chair. She placed each of her knees on the arms of the chair 
and let her calves hang down each side.

Andrea's genitals spread open completely and her anus came into his view. As her 
outer lips widened into a extended, fleshy cleft, her inner lips finally pulled 
slowly apart and yawned open and free from each other. The pink wetness of her 
vulval interior glistened in the bright lights and her vaginal opening 
contracted involuntarily into a tight closure.

Andrea felt the cool studio air try to seep into her vaginal opening. Her entire 
white, vulval area was framed by her golden tan ass cheeks and thighs.

She felt like a cheap whore, openly displaying her most intimate area, her 
genitals, like this. Not even Andrea's gynecologist saw her in such a obscene 
position, with her dress pulled up around her waist, her legs splayed wide open 
across the arms of the chair and her sexual organs and orifices laying 
completely agape and totally exposed.

He moved in close and took several shots of her exposed, pink vestibule up 
close. With each click of the camera, Andrea cringed in shame, knowing her 
genitals were being photographed. She felt like her genitals were being 
photographed for the section on female external genitalia in some gynecology 
textbook.

"You have a beautiful pussy, Miss Smith. Your outer lips are so ripe and full 
and your inner lips are so pink! I bet your vagina is tight, isn't it? I even 
think I see your hymen, darling.

"Tell me, have you ever shown your genitals to a man before? Never? I think I 
can say that you've never had pictures taken of them before, right? Well let's 
not stop here! "Take your fingers and spread apart your vulval lips for me. I 
want to see deep up inside that virgin vagina of yours and get a few of shots of 
your inner genitalia." Andrea shuddered at the thought of having to use her very 
own hands to hold open and expose the inside her most intimate flesh for this 
man to photograph. This was so crude and disgusting, but she had no choice.

Andrea reluctantly reached down between her upward pointing thighs and with her 
fingers, gently grasped the plump folds of her smooth labia majora, slowly drew 
them fully apart, and cautiously exposed her untouched vaginal opening to him.

Her sex slit unfolded into a velvety, moist, crimson gash. The inner surfaces of 
her labia were smooth and shiny, with a deeper pink than the outsides, and her 
urethral opening finally unfolded into his view. It was dark and pink and soft 
and it glistened in the bright lights. He shot several more shots of the inside 
of her pink vestibule.

Andrea held her vulval lips wide open for what seemed like an eternity, allowing 
him to stare into her intimate sexual interior. They had never been spread so 
far open before. He paused and marveled at the young woman before him. She 
looked so sexy holding her genitals open like this for his inspection. She was 
his slave.

"O.K., sweetheart, I've got enough photos of you with your legs opened and pussy 
lips spread apart. Stand up and remove that lovely gown you have on. I want to 
see what your breasts looks like." Andrea took her legs off of the arms of the 
chair and stood up. Her dress remained up around her hips; she was naked from 
the waist down.

She reached behind and unzipped the back of her luxuriant gown down to her 
waist, and then pulled it up over her head and off. She stood in front of him 
wearing nothing on but her bra. She began to put her hands in front of her 
crotch to cover herself, but before she could, he issued further instructions to 
her.

"Take your bra off, Miss Smith, but slowly." Andrea reached behind her back and 
unclasped her bra. She slowly pulled the rounded cups away from her breasts and 
slid the straps down her shoulders and off her arms. She dropped her bra on the 
floor.

This left Andrea standing in front of him, completely naked, wearing nothing but 
her black high heels. Andrea was tall for a 18 year-old girl and young body was 
just beginning to show the first signs of womanhood. Her skin was smooth and 
soft. Her hips had very little flair to them. Her milky white breasts were large 
and conical; her areolas were two large, puffy, pinkish nozzles that only 
teenaged girls have and they stood out from her breasts, and her nipples had 
begun to get hard from being exposed to the cool air of the studio. Her dark tan 
made her white breasts stand out all the more. The curves of her narrow pelvis 
were made all the more striking by her white bikini bottom tan lines.  The 
furrow of her labial lips was still visible as she stood there waiting for his 
next command.

Although she could not see him from behind the spotlights, she could feel his 
eyes roaming over her naked form. Her hands unconsciously moved in front of her 
bare pubis. She shook when she realized this because he had already viewed her 
genitals in minute detail.

Andrea stood totally naked in front of him for several minutes. She heard him 
take several shots of her and then there was a long silence. The feeling she was 
experiencing was beyond her ability to comprehend. Her naked body was being 
studied and scrutinized from beyond the luminous veil by some man she had never 
met before. The longer she stood there in the intense silence, the more 
frightened and humiliated she became. She wondered what obscene things she was 
going to be forced to do next. Finally he spoke.

"There's nothing like a teen-age girl's body; so young and innocent yet ready 
for her first sexual encounter. Why don't you let your hair down. It looks too 
formal when you're standing there in the nude." Andrea reached up to the top of 
her head and undid the bun that was holding her hair in place. Her long blonde 
hair cascaded down around her shoulders and back.

"Now I want you to pinch your nipples with your fingers, Miss Smith, and make 
them hard. I want a couple of shots with them erect." Andrea slowly brought her 
hands to her breasts and began to roll her soft, pink areolas between her thumb 
and forefinger. The fleshy tips of her nipples quickly grew rigid and stood out 
proudly from her breasts, which also swelled from the attention she was giving 
them. Her smooth areolas became wrinkled and pinker colored. "Excellent. Now 
spread your feet apart, Miss Smith. I can't get a good shot of your vulva with 
your legs together. That's good. Now reach down and spread your vulva open for 
me. I want to see your inner lips hang out loose." Andrea moved her feet apart 
and dropped her hands from engorged breasts and put them on her outer labia and 
pulled them apart, letting her petite, inner lips hang free from her pussy. She 
felt the cool air on their damp, musky skin.

Andrea had never experienced such humiliation before, prying her intimate sex 
open in this perverse physical exhibition. In the background, she heard the whir 
of his camera's motor drive as he continued to photographically rape her stark 
naked body.

"That's good. Now, turn around. I want to photograph your rear end." Andrea 
slowly turned around and showed him her ass. It was small and muscular with a 
white triangle surrounding the crack of her ass, clearly outlined by her dark 
tan.

"Bend over, Miss Smith, spread your legs wide apart and grab hold of your 
ankles." Andrea moved her feet far apart until they were in a wide inverted V.  
She glanced over her shoulder, straining to find his form from the direction of 
his voice, but the blinding lights hid him from her view. Andrea felt like she 
was exhibiting herself, as if she were for sale in some sexual meat market. She 
turned back around, slowly bent over and grasped her ankles, trying to keep her 
balance in the process. Her ass pointed invitingly outward as the clefts of her 
ass cheeks opened up for him. This gave the photographer a clear view of her 
outer labia, but her anus was still hidden in the depths of her tight ass 
cheeks. Her inner lips were beginning to peer from between her outer labia, 
which only made the photographer want to see more.

"Let's see what your young, little asshole looks like from behind. Reach back 
and hold your ass cheeks apart for me. I've never photographed the asshole of a 
18 year- old girl before, so you're going to show me yours so that I can." She 
reached back, and with each hand, spread her ass cheeks apart. Her anal opening 
was a small, wrinkled hole, pink in color, buried deep in the crevice of her 
small ass. He zoomed in on her anus and took several more shots.

"I'll bet you're tight in there, Miss Smith, aren't you? Do you like showing me 
your genitals?

"What do you think? You think I like being forced to strip and expose my private 
parts like this? I hate it!", she sobbed.

"Well, maybe if you show me more, you'll learn to like it. Spread your pussy 
lips open for me, again. I want to see what your insides look like from behind." 
She released her grip on her tight cheeks and reached around further, manually 
unfolding her moist pussy lips for him to inspect. Her inner lips yawned wide 
open and her vaginal and urethral opening came into view. Andrea heard a rushing 
sound as the cool air flowed up into her dilated vagina. He could clearly see up 
into her tight, vagina with her bent over in this position.  It was pink and 
rippled with moist, muscular ridges that glistened in the bright lights.

He took dozens of pictures of the inside of her vagina.

She felt like a piece of meat being photographed for sale. She was getting 
lightheaded from bending over in this position for so long. All through the 
ordeal, she could hear the sound of his camera obscenely clicking away, forever 
recording the images of her inner sexual organs.

Andrea Is Forced To Lie Naked and Spread Eagle On The Gynecologist's Examination 
Table "O.K., Miss Smith, let's change the theme of the photo shoot a little 
bit." "Oh great! What are you going to have me do now?", she asked fearfully.

"You are going to be photographed while you are being given a pelvic examination 
by your "gynecologist" this evening. I'll be the doctor, Miss Smith, and you're 
going to be my patient." A chill went down Andrea's naked spine. She saw the 
gynecological examination table out of the corner of her left eye, and knew 
exactly what he was going to do to her. He was going to give her a female pelvic 
examination while she was in the nude and photograph the whole humiliating 
procedure for anybody to see. She stood up and turned around with a look of 
shear terror in her eyes, as she stared at the table.

"Go over and climb up on that examination table", he said.

"Now wait just a minute! This has gone too far already. You've got enough 
pictures of me. You're not going to get me on that table in the nude, let alone 
take any pictures of me up there.", she protested.

"I know young girls hate going for their annual gynecological examinations.

That's what I want to capture on film: your vulnerability and fear, lying naked 
on the examination table with your genitalia fully exposed; the fearful 
submission, the total humiliation a young girl experiences when she is laying 
stark naked, spread eagle, and with her genitals totally laid bare on the 
examination table. That's what I want to see: The very essence of a young girl's 
deepest fears and the most demeaning experience she can have.", he said.

"At least when I went to my own gynecologist, I got a sheet to cover up myself 
with. This is embarrassing as hell doing this completely naked!", she screamed.

"I know it is. That's what I want you to experience: complete humiliation. Now 
get up on the table, that is if you don't want to be evicted." Andrea sighed 
heavily and slinked cautiously over to the table, while trying to conceal what 
she could of her exposed, naked body. When she reached the table, Andrea scanned 
at the cold leather surface, her eyes stopping suddenly on the metal stirrups 
that extended from the end.

Andrea knew what the examination table and stirrups represented to a woman: the 
absolute physical openness and complete vulnerability of her most intimate 
flesh, her genitals.

Gynecological stirrups restrained a woman's feet and legs, and locked her naked 
body into a position of complete intimate exposure, perfect female helplessness, 
total feminine submission, and pure womanly humiliation, all in front of a man.

She hesitantly climbed up onto the edge and sat down, covering her crotch with 
her hands. She couldn't see his face with all the lights, but she knew he was 
staring at her naked body.

"You know the procedure, Miss Smith. Lay back on the table and put your feet in 
the stirrups. But leave your high heels on. They add to your sexiness." Andrea 
laid back and put her head against the table. It was cold to her skin and caused 
her nipples to quickly grow rigid again. She drew a deep breath and slowly she 
extended each of her high heels into the metal stirrups. Her nervous breathing 
caused her conical breasts to rise and fall against her chest. Even though her 
knees were still together, she could feel her labial lips poking out between the 
backs of her thighs.

"Now move your pelvis down to the end of the table, Miss Smith. Excellent." 
"Now, Miss Smith, I want you to slowly spread your legs open for me. Slowly! I 
want to get some good shots of your legs spreading apart and of your genitals 
unfolding and fanning out for me." Andrea closed her eyes and hesitantly slid 
her small ass to the end of the table. She then hesitantly began to spread her 
knees apart from each other.

Slowly, her young, pink vulva, with its dark, mysterious vertical split, opened 
up to his view, as her legs moved into their intimately revealing, examination 
position. They slowly locked open into a wide V, completely exposing her sexual 
organs to his debased desires and lusts. The sight that he beheld was the most 
erotic thing he had ever seen.

Before him was a 18 year-old girl, lying completely naked on the gynecological 
examination table, with her legs spread completely apart. With her body in this 
reclined posture and her legs at a right angle to each other, her adolescent 
genitals were totally exposed and displayed like she was the subject some 
obscene, gynecological procedure.

Her outer vulval lips had unfolded into a wide, revealing oval, displaying their 
smooth, pink inner surfaces; her inner vulva lips were two long, thin, fleshy 
folds of soft, pink skin, balanced in between her widely separated outer lips 
and slightly agape, with her petite clitoris, hidden by its soft, pink hood, 
mounted prominently atop the crest of her inner lips, her vaginal orifice nested 
at the bottom, where her inner lips met again. Her rectum peaked out from 
between her ass cheeks.

She heard his camera clicking away, photographing her naked body in this, the 
most humiliating position a woman could be in. Her head reeled from the 
humiliation of the setting, and the indignity of her naked body's stark 
exposure.

"That's very good, Miss Smith. You're being an excellent patient, but you will 
need to shave off all of your pubic hair so that I can perform a thorough pelvic 
examination on you. I know you don't have much pubic hair, but it still has to 
be removed. Pick up the shaving cream and put some on your mound for me." Andrea 
picked up the can and squirted some of the white foam into her hand. She reached 
down between her legs and spread it onto her mound, mixing it into the few curls 
of pubic hair that she had.

"Pick up the razor and shave yourself." Andrea grasped the razor handle and held 
her breath as she brought it between her legs. She began to draw the sharp razor 
across her mound in short strokes, removing what little pubic hair she had and 
leaving behind smooth patches of silky, white skin with each pass. Soon her 
vulva was smooth all over. The white color of her mound melted into a light pink 
tone as her lips met at the top of her rounded pubis.

"Take the towel and wipe yourself off. Now put some oil on to finish the job." 
Andrea rubbed the towel over her vulva and removed the extra shaving cream. She 
then poured some baby oil into the palm of her hand and rubbed it onto her 
smooth vulva. The little cover that her pubic hair had provided was gone and her 
entire genital area was starkly exposed for his obscene visual inspection.  Her 
vulva looked like it belonged to a 12 year old girl.

"Now that you're all clean outside, I want you to use a douche on yourself. I 
want to make sure that your vagina is nice and clean for this next group of 
shots." "You've got to be kidding! You want me to give myself a douche right in 
front of you?" she said fearfully.

"That's right." Andrea cringed with dread as she reached over and lifted the 
douche nozzle off the table. It was the old type with a rubber bag on the end.  
Andrea brought the nozzle down to her labia and stopped for a moment. She looked 
up, but could not see him through all of the lights. She looked back down and 
resigned herself to the sordid endeavor. With her left hand, she spread the 
bottom of her vulva open. He watched anxiously as Andrea placed the tip into her 
vaginal opening and began to insert the plastic tube into her vagina. It slowly 
disappeared up into her vaginal vault with little resistance.  She gasped softly 
as it reached her cervix.

"Open the valve." Andrea removed her hand from the nozzle and reached over to 
the clip on the rubber hose and released it . The fluid flowed down the tube and 
into Andrea's vagina. Her eyes grew wide as the cold solution flooded into her 
abdomen and filled her vagina. It quickly began flowing from her vaginal opening 
out onto the table. It ran down onto the floor, leaving a wet puddle.  Andrea 
was humiliated. She was in complete disbelief that she had to go through all of 
this just to pay off her debt.

"That's excellent, Miss Smith. You can remove the douche nozzle now." Andrea 
pulled the nozzle out of her vagina and dropped on the table in disgust.

"I guess you're going to want me to use an enema on myself next!" she screamed.

"You're very perceptive, Miss Smith. I want you to use the douche to do it 
though." Andrea reached down and picked up the hideous implement again. This 
time she brought the nozzle to her anus. She began to push it into her rectum, 
but her sphincter resisted the intrusion. Slowly, her pink rosebud began 
dilating to accept the plastic probe. She cried out as she slid it deeper into 
her anal canal. She finally reached the end of the nozzle. Andrea released the 
clip once more and the cold fluid flowed up into her rectum. This time though, 
much more of the fluid entered her body. She cringed in pain as her bowels 
swelled with the slow expansion. She cried out in agony as the last of the water 
passed into her inner cavity. The grip of her sphincter around the nozzle was so 
tight that no liquid escaped her bloated pelvis.

"Please!" she shrieked. It's killing me! Please! Let me take it out!" He shot 
several photos of her distended abdomen and bulging vulva. He waited several 
more minutes.

"O.K. You can remove the nozzle." Andrea quickly reached down and jerked the 
nozzle from her straining anus.

Andrea let out a guttural moan as a solid stream of water shot several feet out 
of her rectum and onto the already wet floor. The flow continued for several 
seconds and then slowed to a trickle, running down the crack of her ass.

"That's very good, Miss Smith. Now I want you to pick up that vaginal speculum 
and slowly insert it up into your vagina. I want to watch your labial lips 
expand out as you probe your own pussy." Andrea reached over to the table and 
grasped the implement. It was cold and metallic. She remembered what it felt 
like when her gynecologist inserted one into her vagina. Now she being 
blackmailed into inserting one into her own vagina. She brought the shiny, 
medical instrument between her legs and held her breath.

With one hand, Andrea unfolded and spread her glistening labial lips and exposed 
her vagina, and with the other, she brought the rounded ends of the vaginal 
speculum's blades up to her virginal orifice. She took a deep breath and 
reluctantly began pushing the cold speculum up inside her vagina with her hand, 
as he watched the handle glide closer to her lips. In it slid, opening up her 
warm, silky womanhood to its probing, packing it full with cold, metallic 
hardness. She gasped audibly as the speculum's metal blades reached the top of 
her vagina.

"Now open up the speculum, all the way. I want to see what your untouched cervix 
looks like inside. I've never photographed a cervix as young as yours before." 
Andrea reluctantly cranked the handle on the speculum wide open and removed her 
hands, leaving her vagina pried completely and grotesquely open for his intimate 
and obscene inspection.

He grabbed a bright spotlight and moved it in close to her splayed open vulva, 
brightly illuminating her vaginal interior and cervix. Her vaginal walls were 
fleshy pink and they rippled with each movement of her pelvis.

Because her vagina was pried so wide open, her cervix was in clear view to him.

The sight of that shiny metal tube protruding out of her vagina, separating and 
spreading her labial lips so grotesquely apart was the very essence of 
humiliation, she fumed.

He began taking photographs of her speculum-spread genitals, concentrating on 
her vaginal interior. Andrea was totally degraded from the experience and laid 
there in complete silence, clenching her fists in anger.

He left her like this for several minutes, admiring at great length, the 
unnatural and stark openness of her genitals.

The speculum started hanging down from her vaginal opening in a grotesque 
manner, causing her inner lips to fan out apart from each other even more. A 
virgin girl with a speculum in her vagina is a thing of beauty, he thought to 
himself.

"It looks like you're getting aroused, Miss Smith, because your genitals are 
beginning to look very wet. Have you ever massaged your genitalia and brought 
yourself to a climax before, Miss Smith? No? Well, I want you to play with your 
pussy in front of me, right now. I've always wanted to see a virgin have an 
orgasm! Remove the speculum and masturbate yourself." Andrea pulled out the 
speculum and dropped it on the floor, her vaginal lubrication dripping from it.

She hesitated but reached down between her legs and began to stroke her outer 
labia with her fingertips.

Andrea slowly worked her fingertips up and down her tender cleft, pressing her 
fingers inside as she worked her swollen slit for its hidden moisture.

Lubrication began seeping from her vagina, and it began to flow down the into 
the crack of her ass. She heard him click away with his camera, but she could 
not see him with all the lights.

"Pull your clitoral foreskin back, Miss Smith, rub the head of your clit for 
me." Andrea pulled back her clitoral foreskin and gently touched the head of her 
clitoris. A sudden wave of pleasure coursed through her genitalia. She began to 
slowly stroke her clitoral head.

She closed her eyes in shame.

The fleshy bulb at the end of Andrea's clitoris began to enlarge and react with 
each stroke of her fingertips. As she caressed herself, her inner lips, turning 
red and swelling with sexual engorgement, began to involuntarily open themselves 
up and spread apart, exposing her complete vaginal hole. Her hips began to rock 
and meet each stroke of her clitoral head.

"Let me see you put your fingers up inside your vagina." She did as she was 
told. Andrea hesitantly placed her index finger at the opening to her vagina.  
She pressed the end of it inside and then pushed the entire length in. She 
gasped loudly as she felt her uterine cervix for the first time in her life.  
She then inserted several more along side the first. She slowly worked them in 
and out; her pussy made a slurping sound as she withdrew them each time.

She tried as hard as she could not to get excited, but she couldn't help 
herself. Her pelvis was flooded with waves of pleasure and her vaginal muscles 
began to contract around her fingers. She had never experienced such feelings 
with her pussy before. The more excited she became, the more embarrassed and 
ashamed she felt.

This was the first time she had ever masturbated before and she was now doing it 
in front of a total stranger. For Andrea, it was the most completely 
dehumanizing experience she had ever had.

"Take your fingers out, Miss Smith, and use the dildo on the table next to you.

I want you to fill your vagina up with that rubber penis." She pulled her 
fingers out of her vagina and picked up the dildo. It was about a foot long and 
four inches in diameter.

With her left hand, she spread her aroused vulval lips apart, and with her 
right, she started feeding the head of the massive dildo up into the opening of 
her hot, swollen vagina. It slowly stretched open to accept the latex load.  She 
inched the rubber cylinder up inside her pelvis slowly, gasping and moaning 
loudly, simultaneously with pain and pleasure, as it elongated and filled her 
violated womanhood.

Her eyes bulged out from her face and she let out a loud cry as end of the dildo 
reached the top of her cunt. She began to slowly work it in and out. With each 
down stroke, it pulled her inner lips out away from her vulva and then pushed 
them back up inside her cunt with each inward thrust. Her shaven cunt was 
stretched into an obscenely opened receptacle.

With both of her hands locked tightly onto the base of the dildo, Andrea began 
to work the rubber cylinder in and out of her inflated vagina, faster and 
faster, her fanned out knees moving wildly around, her feet firmly locked in the 
stirrups. She rocked her pelvis to meet each insertion and moaned louder and 
louder.

Try as she might, Andrea couldn't resist the penetrating stimulation any longer.

With one long, massive wave of pleasure surging through her pelvis, she climaxed 
intensely and threw her head back in animalistic ecstasy, moaning loudly. It was 
the first orgasm she had ever had in her life. Her naked body spasmed obscenely 
as she clutched the dildo in her hands, thrusting it abusively into her swollen 
vagina several more times, trying to bring forth from her pelvis, one more spasm 
to vibrate down the length of her vagina.

Her virgin come juice flowed out from the bottom of her swollen labia and down 
her ass cheeks. Her formerly petite, pink cunt lips were red and angry, swollen 
from the intense pumping they had just received, and her clitoral head stood out 
erect from under its taut hood, spasming out with pleasure. Beads of sweat ran 
down her naked, tan body to her white pussy, and mixed with her vaginal juices 
as they reached the battered, interior of her spent cunt.

As she came down from her orgasm, regaining her composure, and realized where 
she was and what she had just done right in front of him, she felt like some 
sexual slave, completely used and ashamed. She had just been photographed 
completely in the nude, masturbating a total stranger.

Andrea had never felt so embarrassed and ashamed in her life.

"Now, get up on your hands and knees. I want to see that virgin bunghole of 
yours, again." She did as she was told. She rolled over and moved to the end of 
the table. Her ass was pointed up into the air and her cunt was squeezed tightly 
between her legs.

"Open your knees up and let me see your asshole." Her knees moved apart on the 
table and her pink asshole came into view.

"Put your fingers up your butt, Miss Smith." She eased her fingers into her 
asshole one at a time. She was extremely tight, but her sphincter muscle relaxed 
and she was able to insert them all the way in.

"Now, Miss Smith, work them in and out, like a good little girl." She couldn't 
believe he was talking to her like this and she was doing exactly what he said.  
He snapped away as she finger-fucked herself in the ass. Her sphincter had 
relaxed into a soft, pliable opening from her probing. He walked out from behind 
the lights and picked up the vaginal speculum.

"Spread open your pussy lips for me." She reached back and with her finger tips, 
separated her vulva for him.

"Open your cunt wider!" She pulled her labial lips apart so far it hurt. She 
then felt him force the cold speculum back up into her violated vagina. With one 
motion, he filled her up with the metallic probe, opened it all the way, and 
began to violently thrust it in and out her plundered pussy, rubbing her vaginal 
walls raw.

He then took the dildo and forced it into her ass. Her asshole quickly expanded 
to accept its perverse load. He worked them both in and out painfully, as she 
move her hips violently in an attempt to evade this obscene, personal invasion.

He suddenly pulled the dildo out of her ass and quickly thrusted his erect penis 
into her violated anal opening.

"NO!!!", she screamed, but she was too late. He thrust his cock all the way up 
into her hot, sweaty asshole in one motion, slapping his balls against her naked 
ass cheeks. In and out, he worked his cock, stretching and tearing her young 
asshole while he fucked her pussy with the speculum.

He couldn't believe how tight her ass was which only made him thrust harder and 
faster. His cock could feel the blades of the speculum through her anal canal 
walls, as the blades moved around inside her vagina as he pumped her anus. He 
reached around and squeezed her breasts roughly as they swung freely and slapped 
against her body.

ANDREA was being raped in her ass to pay her rent.

Finally, with one great thrust, he came and emptied the scalding, liquid 
contents of his bloated testicles up through his swollen manhood, deep into 
Andrea's tormented bowels.

Andrea felt his engorged penis repeatedly pump as it's hot load of semen gushed 
up inside her violated anal canal. She felt her whole abdomen grow warm from the 
heat of his hideous load, as it slowly seeped deeper into her bowels. He stayed 
impaled into her asshole like this for a minute, and then withdrew his spent 
cock and roughly jerked the speculum out of her battered cunt. Her anus remained 
in a wide "O", her rectal muscles spasming in pain, and her pussy oozed her 
vaginal come down her thigh. His semen dripped from her dilated asshole, and ran 
down into her upturned vagina, coating its ravished walls with his evil seed.

"Consider the rent paid. Oh, and look for yourself in the next issue of Wide 
Open Fuck magazine. I'll bet I get 5000 bucks for this shoot!" "YOU BASTARD! YOU 
RAPED ME!!!" she screamed at the top of her lungs.

"Hey! You're still a virgin!" he laughed, as he wiped the come on his cock on 
her panties and threw them at her.

She climbed down off of the table and gathered the rest her clothes together.

Both of her nether orifices throbbed with agony and his come ran down the inside 
of her thighs. She could barely stand upright. She turned and looked up at him.

"Uh,...Sir? Can you photograph me again sometime?..." 

THE END


  
Reluctant Model