Tom is a friend of mine who is also a photographer.  He and I
like to get together to talk about different pictures or the
technical intricacies of this or that shot.  One day we were
looking at portraits, and Tom was lingering over pictures of my
daughter, Kelly.  He slowly flipped through her section in the
portfolio, commenting on lighting, or angles, or expressions, but
I could tell he was really just enjoying looking at the girl.

Finally, he said, "wow, you're a lucky guy to have such a good
model."

On several occasions after that, Tom mentioned Kelly, and photo
shoots, and how good she looked. I could tell he really was horny
for her and was just trying to be polite.  One day, I offered to
drop her off for a photo shoot at Tom's place.  I said, "I don't
really care what you do, but I'd like to watch. Without her
knowing."  Tom was obviously happy with the idea and we agreed on
the arrangements.

The next week, I asked Kelly if she'd mind modeling for a friend.
 She's a natural model and loves flirting with the camera, so she
agreed without hesitation.  I told her to pack a bag of different
outfits, including lingerie and bathing suits, because I "didn't
know what Tom wanted to shoot."  This is typical, so it didn't
cause any concern.

On the day of the shoot, I told Kelly I had some business in
town.  A typical teenager, she didn't care.  I dropped her at
Tom's house, waved goodbye, and drove off.  While Tom let her
into the house, I drove around the block and parked a few doors
down.  I strolled up the driveway, walked around the side of the
house, and let myself into Tom's office through the patio door. 
The office is directly above his basement studio. On his computer
was the live feed from two HD video cameras he had running in the
studio.

Tom was snapping away, with Kelly in various stereotypical
modeling poses, warming her up.  She was smiling and obviously
having fun.  Kelly is 5' 2" and 100 lbs. Her hair color changes
almost randomly, but right now it's brown.  She has deep brown
eyes and laughs at the slightest provocation.  She's very
cheerful and confident, which makes her a great model. Kelly was
wearing a tight pair of jeans and a cream colored blouse.

After about a half hour it looked like Kelly wasn't going to
loosen up enough for good shooting.  Tom said, "you seem a little
uncomfortable. Would you like a drink to help you relax?"  Kelly
smilled a big smile and said, "yeah!" So Tom said, "ok,"
disappeared for a minute, and came back with a rocks glass half
full of whiskey.  Kelly sniffed it, made a face, and then,
holding her breath, downed half of it.  After a quick little
cough, she finished it off. With an impish grin, she said,
"more?"  Tom said, "uh, sure," and disappeared again before
coming back into the frame with the glass mostly full.  Kelly
took another sip and said, "ok, let's go."

Now Kelly was getting into it.  She was flirting much more freely
with the camera, running her hands over her body, grinning, and
making more suggestive faces and poses.

After a few minutes, Tom suggested she unbutton her shirt.  She
slowly undid the buttons, pulling the shirt open to expose more
skin, teasing the whole way so Tom could shoot the sequence. 
Then she dropped the collar back and off her neck, exposing her
shoulders and allowing the shirt to hang open deliciously,
exposing her black lace bra and nice cleavage.

A few more shots, and Tom asked her to unzip her jeans.  She
smiled, unbuttoned the top, and then slowly, so slowly, pulled
down the zipper.  She was wearing a very low topped black thong,
and it was pretty certain she had shaved off all her pubic hair.
Tom snapped away with Kelly in various poses, including holding
the jeans open.

Kelly would take a sip of her drink every few minutes, and she
was very obviously enjoying herself.  While Tom made suggestions
for posing, Kelly slowly pulled off the shirt, uncovering more
and more skin.  It wasn't long before the shirt was on the floor.
 Then she turned around and started pulling off the jeans,
showing Tom and his camera her smooth, tight, white little ass. 
Her cheeks popped out of the jeans, and she rubbed them a little.
Then she leaned over, slowly pulling down the jeans, showing her
ass and long thin legs.

Kelly turned back around and went through a series of seductive
poses, rubbing her tits, licking her lips, standing with her legs
spread, standing with her thumbs hooked in the thong, pulling it
slightly down.  I couldn't believe how hard it made me watching
my daughter show off for my friend and his camera.

Then she kept going.  The bra straps came down off her shoulders
and hung loosely over her arms.  Then the bra joined the rest of
her clothes on the floor.  At first she kept her nipples covered
with her hands, but after a very short time she was thrusting
them out, posing, showing them off.  They aren't very big, but
her nipples are very puffy cones.  She would turn sideways to
pose, rub them, pull on them to make them hard, and squeeze them
so the nipples protruded between her fingers.

It was obvious that Kelly was getting excited, because she had a
hand down her thong while she posed.  Tom made some comments, and
Kelly made a big show of stripping off the thong and tossing it
aside.  She posed in various ways, sometimes hiding things
teasingly and other times spreading her legs to let the camera
have a clear shot of her bare pussy or round ass.

Tom shot a long series of nudes of Kelly, and then suggested a
break.  Kelly finished off the drink while Tom brought in a
small, low coffee table and a bag.  Kelly sat down on the table,
then lay back.  Tom took some cuffs and some rope out of the bag,
and tied Kelly's ankles to the table legs.  Then he pulled
Kelly's arms back and tied her elbows down to the other legs. 
The table ran from her ass to about mid-shoulder, so her head
hung down and her body was completely exposed.  I suspected I
knew what was coming.

Tom took a few more pictures, then walked over to Kelly with the
whiskey bottle in his hand.  He held up her head and poured a
good bit down her throat, choking her a little.  Even though some
whiskey ran down her neck, she drank most of it.  Then Tom,
holding her head up, leaned over and kissed her.  She kissed
back, hesitating just for a moment, then opened her mouth and
sucked Tom's tongue in.  Tom's other hand wandered down to her
tits, and he started caressing them and pulling on the nipples. 
Kelly was squirming and making little noises while she sucked on
his tongue.

Tom stood up and, with Kelly watching blearily, stripped.  He
knelt at Kelly's head and slid his cock into her mouth, then
slowly started thrusting, fucking her face.  While he worked her
throat, he leaned over and sucked on Kelly's nipples.  Kelly was
rocking her hips, as much as she could.  Tom reached up and
started playing with her pussy, and that drove her to orgasm
immediately.  She was bucking and sweating, covered with a thin
sheen that glistened in the lights.

Tom pulled out of Kelly's mouth, leaving her drooling spit and
pre-cum.  He moved down between her legs and slid his cock into
her wet, wanton cunt.  She was very excited and well lubed, so
there wasn't much resistance when Tom took her.  She orgasmed
once or twice more without him even moving inside her.  He just
pushed it all the way in and waited for her to stop thrashing and
coming.  Her teeth were clenched together and her stomach muscles
were popped out while she slowly came back down.  Once she
stopped orgasming, Tom started thrusting, sliding her a bit on
the table top.  Kelly was moaning and panting.  I could see her
chest heaving, bouncing her little tits back and forth.  Tom was
getting more and more excited, and the pace was increasing.  He
reached down beside him and picked up his leather belt.

The belt hit her across the left tit, laying a perfect line
across the nipple and raising a fast welt.  I heard the crack and
Kelly's scream through the floor.  It made her orgasm again.  I
watched her body thrash on the table. Tom said somethign I
couldn't hear, but Kelly nodded frantically.  I heard her yelled
"yes" through the floor, too. Slowly at first, then faster and
faster, Tom whipped her tits with his belt.  I came somewhere in
the middle of it. I could hear her screaming and see her
orgasming.  Her tits were swollen and bright red, with purple
welts in places.  Tom finally couldn't hold off any more and
emptied himself into her cunt.

I cleaned myself up and snuck out.  Then I drove downtown, had
some lunch, wandered through a book store, and then drove back to
Tom's.  Kelly had showered, and was wearing her jeans and a
sweatshirt.  "How was it," I asked.

Kelly beamed.  "It was great!  We're going to work on something
different next week, if that's ok with you."  Tom was grinning
like a fool behind her.

"Fine by me, dear."