"For All" by [dutifulrose]
Emily walked into the studio for what she thought would be a straightforward photo shoot - similar to the dozen or so she had done previously. This offer, though, was generous with $200 for just an hour's worth of work! The man behind the camera introduced himself as Mr. Johnson, who greeted her warmly enough, although there was something off putting in his tone.
After a couple minutes of small talk, during which Emily was relaxing into the thought that this might not be as questionable as she had worried, Mr. Johnson mentioned there was one condition to the shoot - a minor consent on her part. He explained the requirement away as something to loosen her up and make the resulting photos appear more "natural." Before she could process what was happening or consider backing out, Emily was handed two small pills to take.
"Hey, don't you worry! This will make the shoot easy and enjoyable - for
all," he assured her. "
For all...?" she wondered silently. For her part, Emily wondered how questionable pills were supposed to make what was becoming an ordeal "enjoyable" for her let alone worth $200. Against her better judgement, though, Emily swallowed the pills and hoped (with a silent prayer) this wouldn't result in serious consequences.
A few minutes ticked by and Emily felt a strange sensation wash over her. It started as a warmth in her core that radiated outwards only to transition into lightheadedness with a growing arousal that made her blush. In addition to a growing sheen of perspiration across her body, a fog of sorts clouded over everything rational, making her thoughts jumbled and fuzzy.
During a thinning of that fog, Emily discovered herself naked and prone on elbows and knees, wearing a white collar, with a syringe and vial sitting nearby. While she thought those should be alarming enough, Mr. Johnson had brought a brown Labrador Retriever into the studio. Emily felt a wholly unexpected arousal mixed with profound confusion as "something" seemed to flare her senses without discernment - pleasure and discomfort were intermingled into an intoxicatingly whirlwind of pure pleasure.
With Mr. Johnson now guiding the canine into position, Emily's perception of the world shifted as palpably as her pelvis, which was lewdly seeking a solution to that now burning need in her most intimate core. She had just thought uncharacteristically to herself, "
Who was she to deny these - desires...? And why not share them - for all...?" when the click, click, click of the camera's shutter appeared to match the dog's pumps into Emily's readily yielding body.
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