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Subject: {ASSM} Going With The Program by Delta Venus {lesbian, voy, coerce}
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Going With The Program - a Photographer Story
 by Delta Venus

Copyright 2009


I own a photography studio. As those who know me are aware, I quite
frequently use the studio to my own benefit. I like to take advantage
of women, blackmailing or coercing them into situations they would
normally avoid, or turn down outright. I could just pay certain models
for the things I want, but I get a charge out of using and abusing
ordinary girls and women, students and housewives, those who normally
wouldn't do such "dirty" things. It is fucked up, but it gets me off,
so what the hell.


This particular scam wasn't really a scam, most of which have a basis
in greed. I would be relying on a certain psychological reality, that
most individual women will go along with whatever a group of women
decides to do, and that a certain amount of female to female
competition makes the desire to fit in with, or even outdo such a
group, very strong indeed. This phenonmenon is most obvious when a
bachelorette party hits a strip club, but is just as strongly
evidenced in an office gossip group that decides a certian male actor
or entertainer is sexy. Girls who really weren't all that attracted to
the newly created sex symbol suddenly think he is the sexiest man
alive, because all their girlfriends think he is and act like it.


I called up two previous victims, younger gals now of age that I had
played The Switch on (see "Grown-Up Fun"), and told them what I
expected from them. As an incentive, I told them that as long as they
participated in my scheme, and made it work, I would let them off the
hook, they would no longer be subject to my blackmail. I might even
have meant it, I would decide afterwards if I would let them out of my
clutches. I do like fresh meat, so letting some of my past victims get
free of me is something I occasionally do. Of course, sometimes I get
off teasing them with freedom, only to yank it away and relish their
despair and despertation. It adds some spice. I have always eventually
stopped blackmailing my victims, but I enjoy both the teasing, and the
thought that they most likely think about me, at least occasionally,
for the rest of their lives, forever wondering if I will suddenly be
back to take advantages at the worst possible moments. God, I love I
good head fuck!


I picked Bettie as my victim of the moment, a sexy housewife, 37 years
old, whom I had had model some sportswear in the past. Sweats,
leotards, that sort of thing. She wasn't stunning, but she was really
cute. Her sparkling blue eyes, almost the first thing I noticed, were
amazing. A killer bod, proportioned just exactly like you'd want. Her
tits were a little small, at a 32B, but just perfectly shaped to be
fondled. I could tell from the leotard shots that her nipples were
huge in comparison, just begging to be teased and tormented through
the cloth. She had decent hips and long, smooth legs that went all the
way up to her neck. You looked at her and you wanted to see her naked,
with those lengthy legs spread wide. She wouldn't turn heads when she
walked into a bar, but she would get hit on constantly by every dick
in the joint, and most likely a few of the ladies to boot.


My two accomplices were also quite good looking. Anne was the amazon
type, a five foot eleven inch blond goddess, with quite a rack. Her
hair was long, straight, and a wonderful dirty blond without the aid
of chemicals. Sophie was a short little thing, just barely over five
feet, with small but perky tits and killer legs. Sophie's hair was
bobbed short, and curly, with reddish higlights that had to mean
regular salon visits. I thought the two would compliment each other
well, and with Bettie in the middle, the results would be fantastic.
Anne's more classic beauty, and two cuties.


Everyone showed up on time, and I explained the photo shoot I was
planning. I went cliche for this one, cheerleaders doing their thing,
and then celebrating a victory for the team. I explained I thought
they all looked quite youthful, which was why I had picked them for
this shoot. Bettie ate it up, she liked the idea of looking young at
37 years of age, and being compared to these two young ladies just out
of their teens was obviously very flattering. The other two knew the
score already, so they didn't really react at the compliment the way
Bettie did, but they didn't seem to mind, either. I had them go get
their costumes on in the dressing room, and meet me in the studio. I
had the studio done up with three different backdrops and sets: a
playing field, a locker room, and a lounge/living room.


I started things off nice and slow with some standard cheerleader
poses on the playing field set, perhaps a bit boring, except that all
the ladies looked luscious in their uniforms. Definitely a high school
boy's fantasy in the makings! Jumping around cheering and shaking pom
poms got the gals blood flowing, and gave me some wonderful shots with
bouncing breasts and a lot of leg. Next we moved over to the locker
room set, and I broke out a couple bottles of champagne. They popped
the corks for my cameras, and I made sure they drank plenty of it,
especially Bettie.


"Drink up! It won't look authentic if you aren't drinking it. Besides,
it would be a shame to waste such good wine, it is already open and it
will just go flat."


I had considered having the ladies fountain the bubbly over each
other, especially their boobs, going for the wet t-shirt look, but I
decided it would be better to get it inside them, and loosen them up
for the scenes I wanted to shoot next. Spraying each other would have
been typical locker room, and would have looked great on film, but I
wanted more than that, so having them drink up seemed the better
option. My co-conpirators did a wonderful job, bouncing and cheering,
encouraging each other and Bettie, keeping her involved and the energy
level high. Bettie was definitely feeling like "one of the girls",
really getting into it. If it weren't for the occasional directions I
gave, I don't think she'd have realized I was there.


We moved over to the living room set, and another bottle of bubbly
just happened to get opened. Anne got things rolling to the next level
by taking off her top. Sophie squealed with delight, and they both
started bouncing up and down around Bettie. Bettie looked stunned for
a moment, then seemed to shrug it off, and bounced along with them.
Sophie led another cheer, and at the conclusion ripped off her own
top. Anne squealed, and they did the ring-around-the-rosie bounce
again. They played it perfectly, and I'm sure the wine did its part,
and it wasn't a minute before Bettie had her top off and they were all
bouncing and giggling like schoolgirls. They did a topless cheer, and
I saw Bettie hesitate for just a second, and thought I was going to
lose her, but she got over whatever momentary attack of good judgement
she had and enthusiasticly contributed to the shaking pom poms and
bouncing naked boobs. Anne led them through a teasing sort of cheer,
the pom poms used to cover up and then reveal their topless state. I
was pretty sure Bettie would go with the program now, she'd gotten
past the point of initial resistance, and really seemed to be having
fun.


I gave a casual signal to Anne, and we advanced things on to the next
level. As they bounced around and acted like fools, Anne began to
tweek Sophie's nipples. Sophie took it a few times, so as not to move
things along too fast, but then began to retaliate. Ass pinches were
quickly added to the fun, and Bettie just couldn't stand being left
out. She began nipple tweeking and ass pinching both Anne and Sophie,
so they returned the favor and included her in thier attacks. It
didn't take long before everyone's nipples were jutting out, red and
swollen, and I'm sure there were some nice red marks on their asses.
This was working out just like I had been hoping.


The gals finally collapsed onto the sofa, Bettie in the middle. Anne
didn't waste a second, she reached across Bettie, her hand brushing by
Bettie's nipples "accidentally", slowly carressed Sophie's face and
gave her a gentle kiss. Bettie broke out in a heavy blush, but just
sat there and watched. Anne's hand moved down to Sophie's breasts, and
she cupped one while giving Sophie another kiss. Sophie parted her
lips just a little, and the kiss became very tender, and a little
sloppy. Bettie still sat there transfixed, heavily flushed from all
the prior energetic activity, and obviously more than a little
fascinated by this sudden turn of events. The kiss was broken, and
Sophie made the first move on Bettie. She cupped one of Bettie's tits,
and leaned in slowly to brush her lips softly, a gentle kiss. Bettie
didn't kiss back, but she didn't freak out or turn away either. She
just sat and let it happen, not quite a deer in the headlights, but a
bit stunned and unsure of what to do next. A second kiss by Sophie
stirred a mild response, and Bettie kissed back just a little bit,
obviously very hesitant to do so, but almost entranced by what was
happening.


At this point, the urge to "go with the program" helps, but it isn't
the determining factor. We wouldn't have gotten to this point without
it, but if a woman hasn't wondered about what it would be like to be
with another woman, or if the idea is a turn-off, things will quickly
come to a screeching halt, and it will be time to move on to the next
set up with new girls. With inhibitions lowered by alcohol, and
encouragement from the other participants, the curious or the
adventurous woman will by and large let things happen, having already
been enticed by being part of the group to go with it and keep on
going with it. In for a penny, in for a pound. Bettie was in for a
pound.


I knew enough to keep my mouth shut. I wanted no distractions from the
place that the group had brought Bettie to, or she might suddenly snap
to her senses and say the hell with these crazy girls and what they
were about to do, especially in front of cameras! The girls played it
perfectly, keeping things slow and sensual. Sophie focused back on
Anne, and fondled her tits while giving her several slow, tender
kisses, inches from Bettie's face. Then it was Anne's turn, and she
gave Bettie the same treatment, several very tentative light kisses.
Bettie did nothing at first, still almost frozen, but then she egan to
reluctantly return the kisses. She turned her head away quickly, but
when Anne held her face and turned it back gently but forcibly, she
let herself be kissed again. Both Anne and Sophie began to fondle her
breasts, and she bit her lip and gave out a short breathy sigh,
obviously tense, but feeling good at the same moment. Both girls
continued to give this sexy housewife kisses, drawing them out longer
and longer, still very tender, but more urgent, mouths open, the
tongues beginning to touch and tease.


Sophie began planting kisses down Battie's neck, made her way down to
now very sensitive breasts, and began to suck and nip at Bettie's
nipples. At the first contact with her nipples, Bettie gave a sharp
gasp, followed by a shy smile, and a long sigh. The attention the
girls were lavishing on her was having a major effect. Bettie was
still a little hesitant, but rapidly letting the excitement override
her reluctance. Sophie stood up, and Anne slowly slid her cheerleader
skirt and bloomers down. Sophie stepped out of them, and stood in
front of Anne, who kissed and sucked her tits, then kissed her way
down across the firm flesh of Sophie's belly until she was planting
wet ones on Sophie's now exposed mons. Sophie sat back down, and it
was Anne's turn to peel off her skirt, and get kissed across her
frontal region, a wet trail from her tits to her mound. They both
turned to Bettie, and Anne kissed Bettie deeply while both girls hands
began to creep up smooth thighs and under her skirt, heading for her
pussy. Bettie pushed their hands away at first, then seemed to melt
when Anne fastened onto her throbbing nipples, and let the girls hands
wander where they would.


Anne and Sophie could sense it was time to strike, and the last skirt
and pair of bloomers was quickly on the floor. I was now filming three
lovely lesbians, completely naked, one of them most likely a first
time lady lover just beginning to enjoy herself. I was almost in awe,
as I really have a strong reaction to lesbian love, it just seems so
sexy and sensual. Woman loving woman has an artictic beauty unmatched
by other carnal matters. It is especially wonderful to see all the
expressions and emotions a first time lover goes through. The initial
hesitance, the nervous excitement, the reluctance turned to
enthusiasm, the reticence melting into active participation.
Embarassment overcome by excitation. Tender touches turning to urgency
and lust. I was getting all that in spades from this setup. Bettie had
fully succumbed to her inner desires, and the ladies were all horny,
and heating up fast.


Kisses were now shared, deep and soulfully urgent. Breasts were
touched and teased, nipples sucked and bitten. Hands caressed
everywhere, constantly in slow, tender motion across the creamy skin
of leg and thigh. Legs were spread wide, and fingers and tongues were
quickly put to use on and in between swollen pink lips, teasing clits
and enjoying tantalizing tastes of each other's nectars. Even though
Anne and Sophie were doing this at my orders, they were really into
it, obviously lost in an oblivious lust. They thought Bettie was hot,
and were making it quite clear what they did with a hottie was fuck
her silly. Bettie became the center of attention, and when Anne
slipped two fingers inside her now dripping box, and began to piston
them in and out while Sophie nibbled on her nips, Bettie began to
shake like an epileptic. She was having a quaking orgasm, shooting
through every nerve ending she had, causing every muscle in her sexed
up body to spasm. Anne didn't slow down, but pressed her tongue right
on Bettie's clit and rode her through what had to be three or four
strong climaxes in a row. Bettie was lost to the world, in a total fog
of overstimulation. We could have moved this show right along to
dildos and strap-ons, or even kinkier territory, but I enjoyed the
simple sensuality of the seduction as it had played out, so I
signalled Anne that we'd gone far enough for today.


The girls slowed down after that, winding down as slowly as they had
wound up, with gentle caresses and tender kissing. Bettie finally
mellowed enough that she realized exactly where she was, and looked
straight at me and my cameras, and turned bright red. She literally
blushed from her head to her toes. More than just embarassed, she knew
I had her entrapped. I decided to leave her alone for now, the hook
was set and I could reel her in any time. I let the girls get dressed,
praised them all for a wonderful modelling session, and paid them the
standard fee.


I looked deep into Bettie's blue eyes, letting her know there wouldn't
be any escape, when I told her gently but firmly "I'm looking foward
to our next modelling gig, you are truly one sexy lady."


The look I got back told me she knew.


           DV

http://www.geocities.com/delta_venus_x/

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