The back room had what she supposed was the typical
array of photography equipment. Lighting stands,
background murals, extension cords and cables, and lots
of expensive-looking cameras. But she was also
surprised to see that what looked like a partial kitchen
had been set up as well. She could tell that it was all
fake, of course, but it looked good, right down to the bowl
of colorful fruit on the table. There were even two
straight-backed chairs, and she couldn’t help but
remember the brochures that Kaelyn had shown her, and
what they had pictured. She would probably find herself
draped over Alex’s knee on one of those chairs soon
enough. That thought got her even more excited than
she already was. And she fought to get herself back
under control. It was just a job, after all.
Standing at one of the long utility tables across the room,
Alex had his back to her, and he turned at her entrance.
array of photography equipment. Lighting stands,
background murals, extension cords and cables, and lots
of expensive-looking cameras. But she was also
surprised to see that what looked like a partial kitchen
had been set up as well. She could tell that it was all
fake, of course, but it looked good, right down to the bowl
of colorful fruit on the table. There were even two
straight-backed chairs, and she couldn’t help but
remember the brochures that Kaelyn had shown her, and
what they had pictured. She would probably find herself
draped over Alex’s knee on one of those chairs soon
enough. That thought got her even more excited than
she already was. And she fought to get herself back
under control. It was just a job, after all.
Standing at one of the long utility tables across the room,
Alex had his back to her, and he turned at her entrance.
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© Paige Tyler and ABCD Webmasters, 2007
It's Just a Job
Dressed casually in khaki pants and a long sleeve, button-up shirt – sans tie, this time – he
looked even more handsome than he had the day before, and Brooke felt her pulse do a little
dance at the sight of him. Setting down the paper he’d been looking at, he walked over to where
she stood, his silver-gray eyes taking in the outfit she was wearing as he did so.
Noticing the direction of his gaze, Brooke smoothed her short, floral-print skirt self-consciously.
“I hope this is okay,” she said by way of greeting. “You said to wear something I would on a date,
so...”
Alex grinned approvingly. “You look great. In fact, what you’re wearing is perfect,” he said, his
gaze lingering on her long legs for a moment before he looked at her. “You didn’t have any
trouble finding the place, did you?”
“Not at all. You give very good directions,” she told him, tucking her hair behind her ear. “I ran
into Tandy on the way in. She said that she’d just be a few minutes.”
He nodded. “So, you met her. Tandy’s really easy going. I think you two will get along fine,” he
said. “But it’s good that we have a few minutes before she comes in. That’ll give us a chance to
go over the shoot.”
She nodded. “Okay.”
“In this series, we’re going for the bratty girlfriend/serious boyfriend,” he explained. “You know,
girls acts like a brat and her boyfriend spanks her for it.”
Brooke wasn’t exactly sure how to act like a brat, but she didn’t ask. Alex must have sensed her
confusion because he gave a helpful suggestion.
“Some of the other models I’ve worked with say that sometimes it’s helpful to actually have a
scenario in mind. Just to help get you into character,” he told her. “Let’s say for this one, that
you spent a fortune on that outfit you’re wearing, and though it’s sexy as hell, your boyfriend
goes through the roof when he sees the credit card bill. You, of course, feel that the money you
spent to look that good is completely justified, and aren’t above telling him so. Even though you
know you’re going to get a spanking, you refuse to back down. That’s just the kind of girl you
are.”
Even though Brooke had no experience with the spanking scene, it was pretty easy to imagine
the situation that Alex had described. She almost had to smile. Though she wouldn’t have
thought of it as bratty, she could see herself acting that way very easily, and the notion that a
handsome boyfriend like Alex would take her to task for it was suddenly very intriguing.
“We’ll start with some shots of you pouting and looking up at me defiantly while I scowl a lot. I’m
sure I have some receipts in my wallet that I can hold up,” he continued. “After that, I’ll put you
over my knee and lift your skirt. Don’t worry,” he added, giving her a grin when her brow had
furrowed. “We’ll do a few warm-up shots before I pull your panties down. Just remember, show
me lots of attitude.”
Brooke’s pulse skipped a beat, blushing at the thought of Alex doing something so intimate as
taking down her panties and baring her bottom, and she was glad Tandy chose that moment to
come into the room. While Alex spoke with the photographer about exactly what he wanted,
Brooke wandered over to where the table and chairs had been set up. After a few minutes, Alex
joined her.
“I know that you’re probably nervous since this is our first time working together, but I promise to
go easy on you,” he told her as Tandy came over to them. “And remember, if at any time you
want to stop, just say the word, ‘red’”
Brooke was a little confused about that last part, but not wanting to look like the novice she was,
she didn’t bother to ask him to elaborate.
Seeing that she and Alex were ready to begin, Tandy put them into position so that they were
standing facing each other, after which, the girl then spent a few minutes checking lighting and
camera angles. Brooke had to admit that she was impressed by how professional the whole thing
was.
“Okay,” Tandy said when she was finished. “Brooke, time to let out your inner bad girl and give
Alex a defiant little pout.”
Inner bad girl? Brooke wasn’t sure that she even had one. Remembering the scenario that Alex
had given her to work with, however, she obediently formed her lips into a pout and looked up at
him from beneath lowered lashes only to find that he had folded his arms across his broad chest
and was glowering down at her. Gazing up at him, she’d almost believe that he really was angry
with her for some misdeed. And for some strange reason, her pulse went absolutely wild at the
glint in his eyes. Never had she had a man look at her in quite that way before, but that no-
nonsense expression on his handsome face was definitely doing things to her.
“That’s great, Brooke,” Tandy was saying over the clicking of the camera. “Now, Alex just told
you that he’s going to spank you for being so naughty. Look indignant.”
In truth, Brooke was so entranced by the gorgeous man standing in front of her that she barely
even heard the other girl’s instructions, but at the thought of him actually telling her that she
was going to get a spanking, something came over her and she blushed again, her lips parting
almost of their own accord.
“Perfect!” Tandy said, her camera still clicking. “You’re a natural at this.”
Brooke wasn’t so sure about that, but it was coming easier than she’d thought it would, much to
her relief.
A few camera clicks later, Alex pulled out one of the straight-backed chairs and sat down. In the
next set of pictures, Brooke was supposed to stand in front of Alex while he lectured her on the
reason she was getting spanked. At the touch of his hand on her arm, however, Brooke could
barely concentrate on anything other than how electric that touch was, and it took her a moment
to get back into character. When she did, though, it was to experience that same thrill she had
before at his stern expression. If he really were actually scolding her, she thought, she’d probably
melt into a puddle of goo right there!
After a few shots like that, Tandy went off to change cameras, leaving Brooke alone with Alex,
who was grinning.
“I know you said that you didn’t have any experience with this kind of modeling, but Tandy’s
right. You are a natural at this,” he said. “I can already tell that the photos are going to look
great. We may get enough out of this for a full magazine layout.”
Brooke smiled, thrilled beyond reason that Alex was happy with her performance, and would
have said so, but Tandy came back over to them. “Ready?” the girl asked.
At the photographer’s question, Alex looked at Brooke, who nodded. “Remember, if you want to
stop, just use your safeword,” he said.
She didn’t really have time to think about what he had said as they spent the next few minutes
taking multiple pictures of her getting pulled over his knee. It was almost getting funny because
Tandy wanted to do it over and over again from different angles. Finally, Tandy announced that
she had enough, and Brooke was left draped across Alex’s knees. Putting her hands on the floor
to steady herself, Brooke lifted up on her toes in an effort to get more comfortable, only to catch
her breath when she felt Alex slowly run his hand up the back of her thigh.
“Are you okay?” he asked, his hand pausing in mid-caress.
Brooke nodded, forcing herself to relax as Alex ran his hand up her leg again, Tandy’s camera
clicking non-stop. His touch felt good, too good, she thought, and it was all she could do to
remember that this was just a job. Of course, having the camera clicking away helped to remind
her of that end, and she forced herself to concentrate on the sound as Alex lifted her skirt to
reveal her skimpy bikini panties. That still didn’t keep her from blushing though, especially
when Alex placed his strong hand on her bottom.
Then, before she even realized what he was doing, Alex had lifted his hand and brought it down
on her panty-covered ass!
looked even more handsome than he had the day before, and Brooke felt her pulse do a little
dance at the sight of him. Setting down the paper he’d been looking at, he walked over to where
she stood, his silver-gray eyes taking in the outfit she was wearing as he did so.
Noticing the direction of his gaze, Brooke smoothed her short, floral-print skirt self-consciously.
“I hope this is okay,” she said by way of greeting. “You said to wear something I would on a date,
so...”
Alex grinned approvingly. “You look great. In fact, what you’re wearing is perfect,” he said, his
gaze lingering on her long legs for a moment before he looked at her. “You didn’t have any
trouble finding the place, did you?”
“Not at all. You give very good directions,” she told him, tucking her hair behind her ear. “I ran
into Tandy on the way in. She said that she’d just be a few minutes.”
He nodded. “So, you met her. Tandy’s really easy going. I think you two will get along fine,” he
said. “But it’s good that we have a few minutes before she comes in. That’ll give us a chance to
go over the shoot.”
She nodded. “Okay.”
“In this series, we’re going for the bratty girlfriend/serious boyfriend,” he explained. “You know,
girls acts like a brat and her boyfriend spanks her for it.”
Brooke wasn’t exactly sure how to act like a brat, but she didn’t ask. Alex must have sensed her
confusion because he gave a helpful suggestion.
“Some of the other models I’ve worked with say that sometimes it’s helpful to actually have a
scenario in mind. Just to help get you into character,” he told her. “Let’s say for this one, that
you spent a fortune on that outfit you’re wearing, and though it’s sexy as hell, your boyfriend
goes through the roof when he sees the credit card bill. You, of course, feel that the money you
spent to look that good is completely justified, and aren’t above telling him so. Even though you
know you’re going to get a spanking, you refuse to back down. That’s just the kind of girl you
are.”
Even though Brooke had no experience with the spanking scene, it was pretty easy to imagine
the situation that Alex had described. She almost had to smile. Though she wouldn’t have
thought of it as bratty, she could see herself acting that way very easily, and the notion that a
handsome boyfriend like Alex would take her to task for it was suddenly very intriguing.
“We’ll start with some shots of you pouting and looking up at me defiantly while I scowl a lot. I’m
sure I have some receipts in my wallet that I can hold up,” he continued. “After that, I’ll put you
over my knee and lift your skirt. Don’t worry,” he added, giving her a grin when her brow had
furrowed. “We’ll do a few warm-up shots before I pull your panties down. Just remember, show
me lots of attitude.”
Brooke’s pulse skipped a beat, blushing at the thought of Alex doing something so intimate as
taking down her panties and baring her bottom, and she was glad Tandy chose that moment to
come into the room. While Alex spoke with the photographer about exactly what he wanted,
Brooke wandered over to where the table and chairs had been set up. After a few minutes, Alex
joined her.
“I know that you’re probably nervous since this is our first time working together, but I promise to
go easy on you,” he told her as Tandy came over to them. “And remember, if at any time you
want to stop, just say the word, ‘red’”
Brooke was a little confused about that last part, but not wanting to look like the novice she was,
she didn’t bother to ask him to elaborate.
Seeing that she and Alex were ready to begin, Tandy put them into position so that they were
standing facing each other, after which, the girl then spent a few minutes checking lighting and
camera angles. Brooke had to admit that she was impressed by how professional the whole thing
was.
“Okay,” Tandy said when she was finished. “Brooke, time to let out your inner bad girl and give
Alex a defiant little pout.”
Inner bad girl? Brooke wasn’t sure that she even had one. Remembering the scenario that Alex
had given her to work with, however, she obediently formed her lips into a pout and looked up at
him from beneath lowered lashes only to find that he had folded his arms across his broad chest
and was glowering down at her. Gazing up at him, she’d almost believe that he really was angry
with her for some misdeed. And for some strange reason, her pulse went absolutely wild at the
glint in his eyes. Never had she had a man look at her in quite that way before, but that no-
nonsense expression on his handsome face was definitely doing things to her.
“That’s great, Brooke,” Tandy was saying over the clicking of the camera. “Now, Alex just told
you that he’s going to spank you for being so naughty. Look indignant.”
In truth, Brooke was so entranced by the gorgeous man standing in front of her that she barely
even heard the other girl’s instructions, but at the thought of him actually telling her that she
was going to get a spanking, something came over her and she blushed again, her lips parting
almost of their own accord.
“Perfect!” Tandy said, her camera still clicking. “You’re a natural at this.”
Brooke wasn’t so sure about that, but it was coming easier than she’d thought it would, much to
her relief.
A few camera clicks later, Alex pulled out one of the straight-backed chairs and sat down. In the
next set of pictures, Brooke was supposed to stand in front of Alex while he lectured her on the
reason she was getting spanked. At the touch of his hand on her arm, however, Brooke could
barely concentrate on anything other than how electric that touch was, and it took her a moment
to get back into character. When she did, though, it was to experience that same thrill she had
before at his stern expression. If he really were actually scolding her, she thought, she’d probably
melt into a puddle of goo right there!
After a few shots like that, Tandy went off to change cameras, leaving Brooke alone with Alex,
who was grinning.
“I know you said that you didn’t have any experience with this kind of modeling, but Tandy’s
right. You are a natural at this,” he said. “I can already tell that the photos are going to look
great. We may get enough out of this for a full magazine layout.”
Brooke smiled, thrilled beyond reason that Alex was happy with her performance, and would
have said so, but Tandy came back over to them. “Ready?” the girl asked.
At the photographer’s question, Alex looked at Brooke, who nodded. “Remember, if you want to
stop, just use your safeword,” he said.
She didn’t really have time to think about what he had said as they spent the next few minutes
taking multiple pictures of her getting pulled over his knee. It was almost getting funny because
Tandy wanted to do it over and over again from different angles. Finally, Tandy announced that
she had enough, and Brooke was left draped across Alex’s knees. Putting her hands on the floor
to steady herself, Brooke lifted up on her toes in an effort to get more comfortable, only to catch
her breath when she felt Alex slowly run his hand up the back of her thigh.
“Are you okay?” he asked, his hand pausing in mid-caress.
Brooke nodded, forcing herself to relax as Alex ran his hand up her leg again, Tandy’s camera
clicking non-stop. His touch felt good, too good, she thought, and it was all she could do to
remember that this was just a job. Of course, having the camera clicking away helped to remind
her of that end, and she forced herself to concentrate on the sound as Alex lifted her skirt to
reveal her skimpy bikini panties. That still didn’t keep her from blushing though, especially
when Alex placed his strong hand on her bottom.
Then, before she even realized what he was doing, Alex had lifted his hand and brought it down
on her panty-covered ass!
