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I wasn't sure what to expect from this photo shoot. This one was an "Open Model call" that my friends were hosting down at the studio. Usually most of the shoots I do, I am the only model unless, I am being paid to shoot for anther website, and they have models there for me to play with.
I figured what the hell, it would be good to get my feet wet again, up date my site, and meet with some of my friends I have been missing.
The shooting was fun, god I missed being in front of the camera. I did some solo shooting, and I hoping to get the pictures back soon, so I can share a few with you all. But the highlights of my day where when, I girl I never met, gave me a pair of BLACK angel wings to keep, and shoot in! I have been looking for a good pair of these for a long time.. I guess its the goth girl in me.
2nd was when I met Mina and her Master Sylvanus, She was so cute, and I was more then happy to play/shoot with her.
2nd was when I met Mina and her Master Sylvanus, She was so cute, and I was more then happy to play/shoot with her.
She emailed me a link to her blog, to read what she thought about her time with me, I loved it so much, not only because I love reading about myself on the web, but because it was so well written, and it really let me into her head.
I thought I would share it with you guys! Enjoy!
>>>>>>> MINA
It seemed like Sylvanus and I were coming towards the end of the shoot when some other models walked into the room. They worked at the dungeon and had come in that day to be models for any photographers that needed one.
Sylvanus immediately takes her attention and asks her if she would like to shoot with me.
She looks at me and smiles. “Do I get to play with her too?” I grin back as Sylvanus says, “Of course you can. She needs a spanking.”
Her name is Mistress Kyra and she is a professional domme. My time with Kyra was fantastic and full of firsts, simply because she is a woman and I haven’t done anything with a woman before.
And so Kyra steps into our world.
A vision of black, corseted dreams, with laced boots and full cleavage. A professional Domme who works at the dungeon, yet has a sweet smile about her. Surprise, surprise, she’s barely taller than I am, but her boots make her tower over me.
A vision of black, corseted dreams, with laced boots and full cleavage. A professional Domme who works at the dungeon, yet has a sweet smile about her. Surprise, surprise, she’s barely taller than I am, but her boots make her tower over me.
She agrees to shoot photos with me. Sylvanus tells her what the scene is. Basically, I’ve been a very bad girl and I am in need of some spankings. Mistress Kyra likes this idea very much and she happily grins as she approaches me.
I’m still bound to my shackles and Kyra likes this. The desk is still turned and faced towards the wall and I am leaning against it, my ass ready for it’s spanking. Kyra lifts my skirt and begins spanking what she calls “such a spank-able ass.”
She asks Sylvanus if she is allowed to play with me or would he like her to pose the shots. He smiles and tells her “Both. I’d like to get some shots of what you are doing, but she is yours to play with as you like.” Kyra is delighted and asks if she can “pull down [my] panties.”
“Of course you may,” Sylvanus replies.
“Well, I don’t want to assume when property is not mine.” Kyra answers.
I was breathless at this point. Sure, Sylvanus has told me that I am his and he owns me, but there is something thrilling when someone else addresses you as “property.”
Kyra’s feminine hands pull my panties down around my knees. Her hands cup and caress my ass and I can hear her grin in amusement. She begins spanking me. The spanks start soft and grow harder. She pauses and I feel her hand rub circles into my flesh. Again she spanks me, pauses, and soothes my flesh. All the while she tells me how much she just loves giving spankings. “They are so intimate.” Oh, I couldn’t agree with her more! I think I wet myself in arousal.By now my ass is warm and heated. It feels good as Kyra’s hand rubs my flesh.
At one point, I feel Kyra press her body against mine. I feel her push herself into me, as if she were going to fuck me. Her cold vinyl is a contrast to my hot skin. I feel every detail of her fish net stockings and I become a whore. She may or may not have noticed me push into her as well. Oh how I love that feeling of being taken from behind only this time… it was a woman! I nearly came right then.
Sylvanus paused the spanking shoot and asked Kyra if she had any “weapons”. “What do you want?’ she asks. “What do you have?” he responds. “Honey I have everything, just tell me what you want and I know I have it.”
Sylvanus never skipped a beat and says, “A cane. Bring out a cane.”
I gasp suddenly to myself and my eyes grow wide. I have never been caned before and certainly not by anyone else. Kyra returns with a cane. I’m sure the nervousness reads clearly in my face. “So what do you want? Bruises? Welts? Blood?”
I chime in (inappropriately as I reflect back and I knew this then as I bit my lip at my sudden outburst.) “No.. please no blood. We still have more hours of shooting.” My voice trails off and I cringe at the thought of what my outburst may have cost me.
I go back into my place. Kyra asks me.”This is your first time right?” I nod in agreement.”Don’t worry dar’lin (she got into a cute habit of calling me dar’lin), I’ll go easy and if it’s too much just let me know.”
I go back into my place. Kyra asks me.”This is your first time right?” I nod in agreement.”Don’t worry dar’lin (she got into a cute habit of calling me dar’lin), I’ll go easy and if it’s too much just let me know.”
Well, if anyone knows me, I hate having to ask someone to stop and I never have. I’ve always done my best to keep at it. I made up my mind that I was going to take what she was going to dish out. “I’ll start with a warm up.”
The cane came down on my ass in very short, quick hits. They weren’t hard, just persistent. After awhile they did begin to sting but when it got to be too much, Kyra would stop and rub her hand on my flesh to soothe it out. She’d spank me again and then cane me once more.
It was a truly delicious experience and I’m glad Mistress Kyra was my first. Naturally, she knew how to play with me and that made the experience truly addicting.
More than anything, however, Kyra wanted to throw me over her knee. We set up a bench and I slowly lowered myself over her knee. (Remember this is a bit difficult since I’m still shackled.) Once in place, well, the fun really started.
Her fingers ran through my hair, her hands caressed my ass. “I love your hair,” she grins. She pulls on my hair and tugs me while smacking my ass. We go on like this for what seems forever. She tells me how she could just spank me for hours on end. She canes me a few more times to really mark me and while we are there, someone hands her a crop they had borrowed and she cropped me a few times also.
Honestly, I was in pure heaven. My ass stung in pain, yet the heat of it felt so good. I could feel how red my ass was. Kyra’s fingers pulling at my hair felt good and hearing her speak to me turned me into a puddle. Over and over she would tell me how much she loves my hair and just adores pulling it. Over and over as she caressed my ass, she told me how much she loves spanking it. She chuckles seductively as she speaks and all I can do is chuckle back and moan in pleasure.
I know there were many times that Sylvanus probably wanted to get a shot of me in pain, but I couldn’t stop smiling. I was having a great time. I couldn’t believe what was happening and I adored it. I thought of how thankful I was for Sylvanus to allow such a wonderful play session.
I was in pure heaven with Mistress Kyra. When that shoot finally had to end (both to the reluctance of Kyra and myself). Sylvanus told me just how much fun he had shooting it. He also told me how much Kyra really seemed to enjoy me. It was often hard to get her to focus on the shoot when she was busy with me. He was quite pleased at how much enjoyment I brought her.
Our friend came over and removed my shackles and for the first time I could feel my marks for myself. Oh I smiled so wide and giggled. My fingers traced over the cane marks. I could feel the heat coming from my skin and warming my hands. I was in this little happy place and I didn’t want it to go away. Mistress Kyra put a spell on me. I was addicted. She says she could spank me for hours and I believe that she can… and even more so, I would happily let her.
Sylvanus told me to go change into another outfit. My time with Kyra was not over…
So, off I go to put myself in a new outfit for Sylvanus. His choice is corset, panties, stockings and my black collar. I’m shaking from the adrenaline rush. My heart is beating fast and my ass is warm. I’m at that special place. My face is beaming in happiness. I just feel different. I feel drunk as I go through the motions of getting myself dressed.
I come back and see Kyra and I will still be shooting together once more. Only this time, things are going to be more gentle. The scene that Sylvanus has chosen is that Kyra is “showing me the ropes.” I am no longer dressed as a submissive, so being a fellow Domme is more appropriate.
We start the shoot sitting side by side with our backs facing the camera. She and I can’t help but crack smiles at each other as Kyra asks Sylvanus how it is she is supposed to be looking at me.
“Should I be looking at her with longing?”
“Look at her like some twisted family love.” replies Sylvanus.
As Kyra and I turn to look at each other, Sylvanus has to make a conscious decision. Does he let me experience all my “firsts” in the context of a photo shoot, or does he hold back so I can truly experience many important “firsts” under the right circumstances? He chooses to keep the photo shoot from “going there” which took a lot to do because there were so many times that things could have turned into more.
There was a moment, as Mistress Kyra and I sat next to each other, staring into each others eyes that I wondered if Sylvanus was going to push the two of us together. Would I be kissing my first girl (even if it was a quick press of lips together)? Would she want to kiss me? Would she pull away and say sorry I don’t do anything like that in the photo shoots?
But the moment passed.
Kyra got up and stood before me. She took a stance of instructing me while I was still seated in front of her. Sylvanus had her take my hair and pull once more as a punishment for not listening to her teachings and at the same time he told her to cradle my face lovingly with her other hand.
Again, there was that moment, where Kyra could have lowered herself closer to me, while touching my face and she could have leaned in and our lips could have met.
That moment passed.
I laid myself down as Kyra stood next to me… her hands ran up and down my body. She asks Sylvanus what he would like her to do now.
“Do whatever you would like to do.” he replies.
“I’m not sure you want me to do what I would normally do from here.”
Her movements tell me that normally, she would have gotten up on the bench with me and straddled my body beneath hers.
Instead, she moves herself closer to me and turns to face me. Her hands continue to run along my body. They go down my legs, up my thighs, so briefly by my cunt, over my tummy and along my corseted breasts. Oh the possibilites. The possibilites that could have. Should have? Perhaps another time in other conditions. Sylvanus made a wsie choice. I would much rather my first time doing anything more intimate with a woman, be between she and I. I would much rather it be her who touches me because she wants to and not because Sylvanus was setting up a scene. Of course, in the moment, these things were not running through my mind. I would have welcomed anything. I’m glad Sylvanus had his head/s in place. *wink*
The photo shoot with Kyra came to an end with her and I standing together. We took pictures standing side by side, facing each other, our bodies pressed against each other. We stood together with her spooning me from behind. Her head rested on mine. Her fingers once again found my hair and gently pulled on the strands playfully. She whispered to me of how she just couldn’t resist my hair. I could have posted some of these pics, but it just seemed so ugly to ruin the pictures by blurring out my face. Perhaps another time.
We parted from each other. Our time to shoot together for Sylvanus was over. But my shoot was not over. Suddenly I was being requested by other photographers. It seemed working with Mistress Kyra had created a little scene. Suddenly I had other people interested in shooting me.
>>>>>>>>>>>>>
I hope you all enjoyed looking at me with someone's elses eyes.
I should have some new photos up within the week, to show off.
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