I switched off the hot lights, gently peeled back the tape from Liz’ mouth, and untied her for a rest break before the next setup.*Before going furt...er I should introduce myself: Kelly, aspiring photojournalist unexpectedly sidetracked into a more, well, specialized field. My first bondage model was a college classmate who agreed to pose on a dare from her boyfriend. I thought, why not; light is light and I suppose it was a sort of portrait experience. They both enjoyed the pictures so much. Her body trembled in response to him, she was suddenly overwhelmed with all these emotions. Only being human, she slightly parted her lips and tasted the finger tips of her soon to be lover then looked up to meet his glance. -"Aubriella," he gently crooned as his fingers traced down the side of her face to the crescent of her neck. Ever so swiftly Eric's fingers were replaced with his kiss, starting very slowly he nipped at various spots on her neck until he ended up back to her lips. Gently. She was smiling, almost grinning, at the camera, and my first reaction was a smile of my own; she looked so happy and so sexy at the same time. I admired her unstudied pose; she wasn't trying to look like a porn star, she was simply a woman on a bed with sex on her mind. I had been immediately drawn to her hand on the button; it was really quite erotic. But then I looked more carefully at her. She was a brunette, which I like, with shoulder length hair. She was not slender; "pleasingly. You don't have to do anything else at all if you don't want to. But, what about Lisa? What if she's not afraid? What if she wants to go all the way? What then?" O God," moaned Julie. "I don't know what to say or what to do. You and Lisa have to decide." Alright," I said. "But you have to promise to keep our secret which ever way it goes. And you have to go with us to get the refills so we won't blow our story. And finally, I recommend you keep taking the pill if we get the refill just in case.