“Well that’s most of the portfolio shots done, pal,” Sammy said as changed the memory card in the camera.  Ryan smiled.  He knew he was a photogenic guy, everyone told him all the time.  Once he had the portfolio he could get an agent and then he was on his way to eventually being the Hollywood star he dreamt of.

Sammy turned towards his client.  “The pictures look good, you’re a pretty faced kid!  So, before we finish up, I was thinking it would be a good idea to get a couple-a adult shots.  They’ll certainly show more versatility an’ I know a guy who’ll pay you good money for a few.”

Taken aback, Ryan sought a little clarification.  “Do you mean porn shots?  I don’t really have any intention of getting into the adult market. I want to be a serious actor.”

“Well sure,” Sammy replied, “but it’s a hard task when you have zero experience.  Some paid model work will certainly look good on your résumé.  This contact of mine just runs some European pay-per-view Internet site, these pics won’t come back to haunt you later, pal.”

After a little thought, Ryan decided any foothold in the industry could help him and agreed to the work.  A few naked poses wouldn’t be so bad.  Sammy held out a clipboard and biro.  “Great, pal.  First you’ll have to sign this little contract as you won’t own these shots like you do your portfolio ones.”  Ryan quickly scribbled his signature and imagined himself famous, signing an autograph.  He was keen to get on with the shoot, feeling both nervous and excited.

“Great,” smiled Sammy.  “Get off that gear and get rubbing that cock-a yours.  You need to be hard for porn shots, pal.”  Ryan obliged, but he blushed as he noticed Sammy watching him touch himself.  Walking to the corner of the studio, Sammy rummaged in a bag “Ok, this is the stuff you need to wear,” he said, putting a small bundle of clothing down on the table beside which Ryan stood naked.  Eyeing the pile, he noticed it all seemed a little too pink and frilly for his liking.  “Hey, I didn’t realise I had to wear anything and I certainly don’t wanna wear this stuff.  It looks like lingerie!” Ryan said, raising his voice.  Sammy gave him a hard look and answered Ryan in a low, stern tone.  “Pal, you signed a contract.  You just agreed to do this.  Don’t start messing me around.  Get this gear on and get ready for the shots.”

Ryan gulped.  He knew he’d got himself in a mess by signing something without really reading it and he could tell that Sammy was the kind of guy to turn nasty.  He could see he had little choice and felt a little frightened.  Lifting the first of what seemed like endless pink silky bows from the pile, Ryan tied it into his hair.  He put on a sheer pink babydoll and blushed as he looked down and saw that his figure looked more like that of a woman’s.  Ryan finished dressing himself under the watchful eye of Sammy but found the provided outfit incomplete.  “I don’t want you to wear any panties, Ryan,” his photographer smiled. “I have something else for you to wear there.”  Sammy tied a pink ribbon around Ryan’s erect penis and finished it in a big bow.  Next he tied bows around Ryan’s wrists, making him feel handcuffed.  Ryan looked down at the bow on his penis and knew how foolish he looked.  His painted face blushed further in utter humiliation.

Sammy lifted the camera to his eye.  “Ok sissy boy, spread you legs for me.”  The shutter clicked.  “Now rub your cock.  Yeah, that’s good.”  Click!  “Pout those glossy lips, you slut-ho.”  Click! 

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