Bambi was a young, aspiring model, with long, blonde hair, and piercing blue eyes that seemed to see right through you. She had a curvy, toned body that she took great pride in, and she was always looking for new opportunities to showcase it.
One day, she received a message from a photographer who claimed to have connections in the fashion industry. He offered to take some shots of her, and Bambi eagerly accepted. She arrived at the studio, dressed in a simple white tank top and denim shorts, her hair pulled back in a messy bun.
The studio was dimly lit, with a single spotlight shining down on a small stage. The photographer, a tall, thin man with dark hair and piercing blue eyes, greeted her warmly and led her to the stage.
“I want to capture your natural beauty,” he said, adjusting the camera on his tripod. “Just be yourself, and let me do the rest.”
Bambi nodded, feeling a flutter of excitement in her stomach. She struck a few poses, her body moving gracefully and fluidly. The photographer snapped away, his camera clicking rapidly.
But as the shoot went on, Bambi began to feel a strange sensation. The photographer’s gaze seemed to linger on her body in a way that made her uncomfortable. She felt a chill run down her spine as he moved closer, his breath hot on her neck.
“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered, his hand brushing against her breast. “I can’t help myself.”
Bambi froze, her heart pounding in her chest. She tried to push him away, but he was too strong. He forced her down onto the stage, tearing off her clothes and exposing her bare skin.
Bambi felt a mix of fear and excitement as the photographer touched her, his hands roaming over her body. She knew she shouldn’t like it, but she couldn’t deny the way her body responded to his touch. She felt herself growing wet, her nipples hardening under his fingers.
The photographer sensed her arousal and took advantage of it, roughly pushing her legs apart and thrusting himself inside her. Bambi cried out, the pain mingling with pleasure as he fucked her hard and fast.
The shoot continued, with the photographer taking explicit photos of Bambi as she was being fucked. She felt violated, but at the same time, she couldn’t deny the thrill that ran through her body. She had never felt so alive, so desired.
As the shoot came to an end, Bambi knew that she had crossed a line. She had allowed herself to be used for the photographer’s pleasure, and she wasn’t sure if she could ever go back to the way she was before.
xoxoxo Bambi
