An Argument at the Photoshoot

"You know, I still haven't had a proper look at that bum of yours." Dr Darke told Christina with glee "It looked very tempting in those jeans you were wearing when you came in here. I think I would like to see it in the flesh, so to speak."

Christina said nothing, not seeing the point. She knew her arse was one of her best features and wasn't exactly relishing the idea of this phony doctor enjoying it the way her boyfriends always had.

"Ok, here is what I want you to do." Dr Darke began with great enthusiasm as he pictured the shot he was about to make a reality. "You will stand up and turn around for me. I want you to stand on tiptoes with your legs wide enough apart that your feet is several inches to the side of the front chair legs. You will then bend over enough that you are able to place the palms of your hands on the seat of the chair whilst keeping your legs straight. I then want you to arch your back, turn your head and give me a nice, cute smile. Got that?"

"Yes, Master." Christina mumbled in dreadful anticipation of what she was about to do.

She then slowly rose from her chair and arranged herself perfectly into the classic porn magazine shot the doctor had requested from her, a fake but convincing smile hiding the loathing she was increasingly feeling for Dr Darke.

The doctor was becoming visibly overwhelmed by just how hot this particular pose had turned out. He took several shots of Christina as she was, including one where she was made to wink at him and another where she had to put on a comical expression of surprise, as if Dr Darke had just happened to walk innocently into his office and found her like this.

To Christina's dismay, rather than put her into a more comfortable position the doctor slowly walked towards her, breathing quite heavily as he did so. After taking a few **** close up shots of her bumhole and pussy, Dr Darke put his phone down and began to caress Christina's right buttock with his hand.

"You know, you are a very beautiful girl, Christina. I am really starting to like you." The doctor gushed.

"Well I don't like you Master!" Christina snapped back, no longer able to contain her anger "I think you are a disgusting fucking pervert. I wouldn't look twice at you if I saw you on the street, and there is no way on Earth you could have got me naked without hypnotism. I wouldn't have even let you buy me a drink under normal circumstances. Is that why you got into this profession? Because it is the only way you can get girls? You might think you are powerful but I find you pathetic."

For a moment Christina felt good about her rant, like a weight had been lifted off her shoulders. Dr Darke remained silent and looked genuinely hurt. Christina hoped that by some miracle she had spoiled his fun enough that she would now be told to get dressed and go home.

"Turn around and stand in front of me." Dr Darke ordered her eventually.

Christina did as she was told. The doctor was nearly a foot taller than she was and dressed in a full suit while she was stark naked. It was hard not to view him as an imposing figure in this dynamic, even without his powers of control. She was already beginning to regret her outburst.

"I meant what I said when I told you I would never hurt you." Dr Darke spoke in a tone that indicated he felt he was the victim in all of this "But I can't let that kind of insolence go unpunished.."

"Sorry, Master I didn't mean it I.."

"Silence, you impudent toad! You won't speak again until I allow you to."

Christina suddenly found herself dumbstruck and could only plead for leniency with her eyes as Dr Darke weighed up what her punishment should be.

"Ok, I think I have an idea." The doctor smiled ominously.