Soon they were red from the slapping and the bondage. ?I want this bitch shaved know! Hecommanded. Gertrud obeyed instantly, and took her to the toile...t pulling thecrying teenager from her hair. She shaved the teenager completely; her cunt wasshinning like a diamond. The crying teenager was dragged back to the ?stage?,and ordered to wait on her knees. CHAPTER 3 ?How do you want to fuck her Sir??, she couldhear the sound from the TV. ?Put her on her fours in front of the mirror? theman answered.. He stood, riveted to the spot as she continued to bathe. She stood back up, and the hanging breasts settled on her chest, sagging somewhat as her hands smoothed over her belly and thighs. He felt the tightening in his groin, but this time he didn't look away. He couldn't. He hadn't seen many paintings, and the ones he had seen, even in a saloon, couldn't hold a candle to what he was seeing now. Even though there was no detail, her form, outlined by firelight, made her seem like some magical. “We’ve been working on this scene for an hour.”“Great. This is great. Sandra, I need you to shift to your left just a little. Can you do that?”“Sure.”“Amy and Sonia, you are just a little too close to the other action. I want you lost in your own world. You have room to move farther back, don’t you? Almost to the wall.”“Sure, Tony,” Amy said. “And don’t worry about us getting lost in our own world. We will be.” There was a giggle from all the girls and heads turned slightly to watch Amy and. A kid who found endlessly fascinating the notion of being paid for something that was so darkly enticing... and scary.Damn, but I wanted to grow up already and be on my own. To have a girlfriend, or two, or maybe half a dozen. To have a decent job and be able to make my own choices. To be free and have money in my pocket and be respected. To be a man!I needed some sort of plan. Yeah, that was it -- a Master Plan that would change me from a shy, pimply, bumbling teenager into a confident,.