My wife gave me voucher for an erotic photoshoot for Christmas because I always wanted a follow up on the shoot some years ago. But she said, that this time it should be different from the last and the shoot would have to follow her rules. This time the shooting would not take place in our home, where the kids could disturb us anytime, but in a hotel suite, while a friend of us would take care of the kids as a babysitter at our home. The pictures themselves won't be shot by me this time but by a professional photographer. Natascha said that she had problems last time taking direction from me. She is quite submissive but not towards me. She insisted on a photographer who would exert some dominance over her while shooting. Someone whose commands she would follow without question. I would only have to sit in the corner of the suite and watch quietly. Natascha had already spoken to a photographer who would come to the hotel on a Saturday night to take the pics. She told me, he said, that I should speak to him in advance about the procedure.
I phoned him up the next day and he wanted to talk face to face, so I went by his studio that evening after work. Philip was a man in his early forties like my wife, whereas I’m 14 years older than her. He was from Nigeria and fairly new to Germany so we mostly spoke English. He had been fed up with his former work for an international oil company. He decided one day to make his photography hobby his profession and left his country to travel the world in search of work. He had a straightforward attitude. He first spoke about the conversation with my wife about dominance and that she wanted erotic photos in lingerie and nudes as well. He asked me right away how I felt about the photoshoot under this conditions. I told him, that I was surprised my wife wanted something like this and a little bit skeptical she would go through with it. At home she closes the curtains to undress and now she wanted a stranger to take nude pics of her? If that was, what she really wanted, I was ok with that. More than ok in fact but really looking forward to it. “What about touching her?”, Philip asked. He would have to correct her poses and would have to guide her sometimes. Not to firm but with the requested dominance. “Fine with me”, I replied. Next he told me, that he wanted to take some photos of Nataschas oiled tits and butt. He had already spoken with her about it and she had agreed to it right away. He asked me if I would like to put on the oil. I suggested that he should try to apply the oil himself. When she wants me to sit in the corner, she surely wouldn’t want me to touch her. If she agreed to getting oiled, she might have had him doing the oiling in the back of her mind already. He should simply wait and see if my wife protests or let's it happen. Philip grinned. "You do realize that I will have to massage her tits and ass for this?" I told him that I sure did and expected him to grope her firmly. He mused, that he could use the tripod and the remote to get pics during the massage and that he would to have get naked himself. But what if Natascha not only lets him proceed but gets excited by it? How far would he be allowed to go then? I told him, that I was happy with the direction our conversation was taking and that he could go as far as he wanted and my wife would let him. Philips grin turned wolfish. "Could you really just sit in the corner while I fuck your wife in front of you? “, he asked bluntly. I assured him, that I would really want him to and that I hope he tries everything he can to fuck Natascha that night, that in fact, that this was more important to me than the pictures I would be getting out of the photoshoot. In addition I promised him, that I would double the salary my wife promised him, if he could get my wife to cum on his cock. We agreed on a date and shook hands.
At home I told my wife about the meeting with Philip, that we had the same opinion about the photoshoot and that we set a date. Natascha wanted to go shopping for new lingerie right away. Next Saturday we left the kids with her grandma and went into town. It took hours but finally Natascha settled for a short, black, leatherette neck-holder dress with sheer cups, black lace panties and fishnet stockings. For jewelry she decided on a pearl necklace and velvet nail polish and lipstick for makeup among other things.
On Saturday Natascha became a little bit nervous. She spend hours in the bathroom bathing, shaving and doing her hair. I had offered her a visit to the hairdressers but she had declined. When she came out of the bathroom, she looked stunning even in her casual clothes. When the sitter came we said our goodbyes and promised to be back the next day in the early afternoon. We had told everybody that we would spend the night and morning in Hamburg for relaxation. Instead we went to our hotel nearby right away. I had hoped that we could go out for dinner in a restaurant before the photo-shoot but my wife was so nervous that she said that she wouldn’t get a bite down. Instead she helped herself to some champagne which I had ordered to the room in advance. At least it helped against her nervousness.
After she sipped some champagne she started to dress. It took a while because she couldn’t decide but finally settled for the dress she initially bought for the date. Natascha looked fantastic. Her cleavage was to die for. I got hard at once for two reasons. First of because my wife bought something that sexy only to make me happy. Second because she not only bought it for me to see but inevitable for the photographer to see too. I got turned on by the thought alone, that my wife would present her that way to a total stranger. My shy wife seemed to have an exhibitionist streak her she never showed before after all. I couldn’t wait to see her posing in that outfit in front of a stranger. Philip came at the agreed time and knocked on the door. I opened and let him in. My wife didn’t really know how to greet him, so they simply shook hands. He complimented her on her good looks and her choice of dress. Natascha poured him some champagne and we three toasted on a pleasant photoshoot. He then he ordered me to take my place on the chair in the corner of the suite. Philip said my wife could start with lying on the bed and trying some poses while he put up the lamps he brought, decided on a place to put up the tripod and checked the camera.
He let Natascha crawl on all fours, kneel, lie on her back, put her legs up and shot a lot of close ups of her face, her put and mostly her tits. They started with quite harmless poses but after a while Philip ordered my wife to touch herself. He took some photos but was unhappy with the results. He went over to the bed and began to correct her poses. He took Nataschas hands and positioned them on her boobs where he wanted them. At no point he left the impression that anyone else but him was calling the shots. My wife obeyed every command of him. She didn’t even protested when he climbed on the bed to her, took her hand and pushed it into her lap between her thighs. After the first round of pics Philip poured Natascha another glass of champagne. The bottle was already empty and he send me down to the reception to fetch more bottles. I got up reluctantly because I didn’t wanted to miss a thing and hurried down to the reception.
When I came back to our room my wife had already undressed herself and was showing herself to the photographer totally nude. She was standing in the middle of the room while they tried different poses as to how to present her tits the best way. Philip took some pictures, this time pleased with the results. He told me to sit in my corner again, stating, that I was of course not allowed to touch myself during the photoshoot. I think I would have cum immediately anyway. Hard not to cum in my pants even without touching while I thought about what I could have missed on my way to the lobby. Had he already touched my wife’s naked tits? How close had they come each other? I thought he was giving Natascha now more directions with his hands than would have been necessary. Pleased I saw that she didn’t seem to mind. Philip guided my wife back to the bed and told her to kneel like she was praying, with her face on the bed, the arms stretched out front. He then propped her butt up into a position he liked. As my wife took the right position he smacked her butt with one fast stroke and complimented her. Next he ordered Natascha to roll around and lie on her back. He hadn’t made much conversation up to that point. Now he asked my wife how she felt. Was it awkward to pose nude for a stranger or was it hot. Natascha admitted that it was kind of hot and she was a little bit turned on by the photoshoot. Philip let her know, that he hoped so and that he thought my wife was hot herself. He asked her if she trusted him and Natascha affirmed that. “Good”, he said, “but will you obey me?” My wife breathed a quit “yes”. “Let’s put that to the test” Philip told her. “I want to photograph you pleasuring yourself”, he demanded.
Natascha was lying on her back, her left hand started caressing her right boob and her right hand began touching her clit. “Touch yourself like you want to make yourself cum”, Philip ordered and Natascha rubbed her clit a little more. She started to moan slightly as he came closer and closer with his camera.
Before my wife became too excited Philip stopped her and gestured for her to get up.
“I got something for you”, he told my wife. He stepped to his bag and fetched a collar with a leash and handcuffs. “Come here”, he ordered. Natascha came to him and turned around willing for him to put his collar around her neck. “Turn around”, he told her “and stretch out your arms.” My wife did as ordered and Philip put the cuffs around her wrists. He took some pictures first before he put down his camera, dimmed the lights and placed a black rubber sheet on the bed and guided her by the leash to the bed again and gestured for her to lie face down on her stomach.
“Now I will take photos of your oiled body”, the photographer declared. He hooked a chain to one of the cuffs, threaded the chain through the metal frame of the headrest of the bed and hooked the other cuff.
With my wife secured and spread on the rubber sheet, Philip took off his shirt and slipped out of his pants and socks. He was now completely nude. His half erect cock was enormous. “I asked your husband if he wants to apply the oil but he told me, that he rather want to watch me doing it. I told him that I would have to undress for that myself to avoid getting oil on my clothes and he agreed.” Natascha didn’t object.
Next Philip fetched a small bottle of oil and let it pour onto Nataschas back. From there he started to spread the oil to her shoulders and down to the small of her back. When he reached her butt, my wife started to stick up her rear and press her bottom firmly against Philips hands. He vigorously massaged her butt until he moved down her legs. He ended the massage with caressing my wife’s feet. I know how much she loves to get her feet massaged. By then she was already melting wax in his hands. Philip stood up, his cock quite erect now. He unhooked Nataschas cuffs and told her to turn around. With her lying on her back now, he hooked up the wrist-cuffs again. Natascha was lying on her back on the rubber sheet, her arms stretched out above her head with her wrists chained to the headrest of the bed. Her body lay defenseless before the dominant photographer. She looked in awe at his totally erect superior cock. Philip started to put oil on his palm and then he rubbed the oil on his breast, arms and his cock. His black body was glistening in the dimmed lighting of the room. He poured the oil on Nataschas breasts and down to her navel. He propped up my wife’s legs a bit and placed himself between her thighs. His cock lying on her crotch, he bend forward and started to massage my wife’s tits. At this point Philip didn’t cared about taking pictures anymore and Natascha didn’t seem to mind. He squeezed her tits until my wife moaned. While squeezing her tits he rocked back and forth, his cock rubbing on her pussy. When he pinched her nipples and pulled on them my wife was moaning that hard, that I thought she would cum right then. “You like that, my little married slut, do you?” he asked. When Natascha didn’t answered at once, he pulled harder. “Yes, yes, I like that”, stammered my wife. Philip worked his way from the breast downward to her legs. He applied new oil on her thighs and rubbed the inside up to her pussy. There he massaged her outer labia with his thumbs. My wife’s body shuddered and squirmed. Her bound hands strained against the chain that hold her cuffed wrists. “Your body craves satisfaction” determined Philip. “I could give it to you, my little married slut. Do you want me to?” he asked while still massaging the outer rim of Nataschas pussy. “Please ...” my wife whispered. “But I won’t do it with my hands” he proclaimed “I will put my cock inside of you and I will fuck you until you scream my name and beg me to cum inside of you“. “Please ...” my wife whispered again. “Then tell your husband that he has to beg me to fuck his wife.” Only for a moment he touched her clit as he spoke and my wife almost came. She was panting heavy as she spoke to me. “Please, darling, beg him, please.” My mouth was dry as I got down on my knees and spoke those fateful words. “Please, Master, fuck my wife. I want to see her cum on your cock when she experiences her first real orgasm. I want to see you cum deep inside my wife. I want to hear her moan, whimper and scream your name when you cum in her married pussy and pump your superior seed in her womb.”
Philip placed himself between Nataschas thighs again and rubbed his cock on her clit. My wife started to beg herself. “Please, please, fuck me” Slowly Philip started to push the tip of his cock into my wife’s pussy. Natascha gasped. Her arms strained against her bonds, her body tensed. She panted more and more as he pushed his cock deeper and deeper into her sopping wet pussy. He leaned over and his lips found the lips of my wife. She opened her mouth and welcomed his probing tongue like one dying of thirst would a drop of water. “Please”, she whispered, “fuck me hard.” With that Philip started to take up a fast rhythm, his shaft gliding in and out with strong strokes, his balls smacking against her butt, his hands groping my wife’s tits. Both of them started to sweat. I could see, that Natascha really was about to cum when Philip slowed his pace. “Please …” my wife begged again. “When I make you cum on my cock, I will own you!” Philip declared “you’ll do what I demand of you.” “Yes, Master, please, everything you want but please fuck me”, Natascha answered. Philip smiled a wolfish smile as he took up the legs of my wife, put them on his shoulder and pushed his cock deeper into my wife’s pussy as ever before. “Make me cum, Master, please” my wife begged. His strokes got faster, deeper and harder than before. The “Please, please, please” of my wife turned into a grunted “Phil, Phil, Phil” as her new Master couldn’t hold back himself and came with giant spurts into my wife’s pussy. Her grunts turned into a scream then, as her body shuddered from a violent orgasm like she never felt before. Philip collapsed over my wife, panting himself. Natascha kissed him fiercely. He broke the kiss and got up. He unhooked her cuffs and freed her wrists. My wife embraced him and pulled Philip down on her again. He whispered something in her ear which I couldn’t understand. Natascha got up and came over to me. She put the cuffs on my wrists, pulled the chain through the armrests of the chair and hooked the chain to the cuffs.
“Master told me, you wanted the evening to happen as it did. That you planned it that way. For you it was only a game. But realize that I stand to my word. Philip owns me now and I will do whatever he demands of me. You will not touch me again. You may watch, when we allow it like tonight but that will only be granted when you obey. Now you will stay chained to your chair for the rest of the night while you have to watch my new Master do unspeakable things to me.”
That said Natascha turned around, stepped before her Master, got on her knees and started to suck his cock which started to get hard again.
Looks delicious!