She plays along

Nancy allowed herself another second to weigh her options. Ultimately, she knew there was only one smart choice. If she had thought that brute **** was the way to deal with this issue, she would have chosen that path days ago. This was a problem that required a bit more finesse. And tits.

“Yes! Yes, sure!” she nodded quickly, giving the photographer a slight smile. She’d play along for now. She would wait for her opportunity. “So, how does this go down?”

“Well… it is pretty straightforward really.” Mendes gave her his smile, which probably had fooled a lot of women to ease up. “We have about another hour of really good daylight left. You look like a million bucks if you don’t mind me saying this, so we will just get started. You pose a little and relax, get into it and we will just go where the shoot takes us, alright? I like to improvise a bit, see what the energy is and not confuse things with some rigid plan…”

While his words were supposed to be reassuring, Nancy, knowing his intention of where this ‘spontaneity’ was supposed to lead, felt a shudder run down her spine, but she hid it behind a smile.

“Okay then!” she nodded, standing in the middle of the room, “I’m ready to go… Where do you want me?”

“Right there is perfect!” Mendes said, lifting the camera and began snapping pictures. Nancy was surprised by how fast it had started, but she quickly adapted, throwing herself into a pose as the camera clicked.

Still dressed in her robe, she felt far less **** and exposed than she had thought, but she quickly reminded herself that this was probably a technique to put her more at ease, to let her get into it all. Turn her into easy prey… She pushed those thoughts to the back of her mind. Being overly analytical was not something that would be helpful at this very moment. For now, she was supposed to be the amateur model and the more she lost herself in the role, the less likely it was for Mendes to become suspicious.

Nancy went through a few different poses. Cocking her hips to one side, then the other. then turning to the side and all the way around, looking back at Mendes over her shoulder with a smile. She really was an amateur here with no real experience except the usual social media pictures. Everyone was an Instagram-model nowadays.

“Very nice!” Mendes commended, steadily clicking. “Now bend over a bit for me! And look over the other shoulder!”

Nancy blinked, but hardly hesitated before complying. She was still covered by the fluffy robe, if she was having issues now, the rest would only become tougher. She didn’t know when she would get the opportunity to do her job and she knew that if worst came to worst, she might be **** to even get a little racy. She’d extinguish all evidence anyway, so ultimately it didn’t really matter, she told herself as she presented her firm butt to Mendes.

“Very good! You have done this before haven’t you?!” Mendes grinned, laughing when Nancy shook her head. For him, all this was going splendidly. This cunt was probably the most gorgeous piece of ass he had ever worked with and her inexperience only made it more adorable. He would make her fucking famous. Maybe not in the way she pictured… “Now get over to the table for me! Same pose as before, please. Put your hands on the surface, push that booty out and give me a nice, racy look! Amazing! Arch that back a little more for me, Nancy!”

Just following his requests, Nancy could feel herself relax automatically. His detailed commands let her find a rhythm, a flow, and soon she realized that this was actually fun! This creep made her really connect with the camera, enjoy the attention he was giving her while he oozed professionalism. He had her climb on top of the table, first pose on all fours, then lie down on her front, feet dangling playfully in the air. All of it made her feel sexy without feeling exploited. This fucker was good! She began to understand Izzy a little bit better.

“Alright, now sit on the edge for me! Just let your legs hang over! Perfect! Spread your knees a bit! Just give me a glimpse of the bikini underneath!” Show me your cunt, you stupid slut, he thought, watching her eagerly.

Nancy swallowed and he could see the nervousness in her eyes for just a second, but this was what she had requested from this shoot anyway. This and more. So she edged her thighs apart a little, putting on a smoldering look as Mendes went down on one knee to get the perfect shot up her robe, admiring the white patch of fabric that covered her sex. Pretending to adjust the camera a little, he zoomed in for a close-up, barely suppressing a smirk when he detected just the slightest hint of a camel toe. The camera clicked.

“Perfect!” Mendes stated, standing back up, “Now, let’s move this along, shall we?! Undo your belt for me, please! Just let the robe hang open.”

While his words were friendly, Nancy felt that he was taking charge. He wasn’t making requests, but rather telling her what to do. Beginning with a series of easy things, he had softened her up. “Well, I wanted to do this anyways…” she grimly thought to herself as she pulled her soft bathrobe open, letting him see her trim figure underneath. She could see a slight sparkle in his eyes as he took in her bikini-clad breasts, pushed together in a delicious valley of feminine flesh, as well as he firm stomach. The camera came up and pictures were snapped.

“You are breathtaking!” Mendes complimented her, his voice like honey. “Now hop off the table! Turn your back to me while you shrug your robe off! Slowly! Let it glide to the floor!” Mendes swallowed, having to adjust his glasses as he got his first view of Nancy’s ass. Damn, this bitch was perfect! Two firm, golden, succulent cheeks, half-covered by the white fabric of her bottoms. The contrast was just mesmerizing…

Looking her up and down he noticed a constellation of stars on her left shoulder blade. “Oh, a tattoo?” he said, a bit surprised.

“Yeah, I have a few,” Nancy replied, turning to show them, “I have a half-moon above my left elbow here and a rosary on my right shoulder too!”

“Cute!” Mendes replied, taking her in. Rather basic, rather small. Nothing that would diminish her fan base. Not if she rocked a body like that…

The shoot continued as Mendes directed Nancy, getting her in all sorts of poses against the table, then over on the couch, showcasing her body skillfully. He could feel his technique working, the trepidation falling off of her and she was falling into his trap. It was a slow process, an art, but he was a damn artist.

Nancy felt it too. Even now, with her still dressed in her bikini, he had talked her into more and more brazen photos, showing off her assets and she felt her mind relax. If any of these pictures were to come out, her rep would see a serious hit, yet complying, sort of submitting was easy. When he suggested that they should move outside to the terrace, she didn’t mind. When he suggested that she should “crawl over there, like a tigress” some stupid part of her brain honestly enjoyed the idea and she found herself complying.

Mendes got some explicit photos of Nancy’s up-thrust butt as she crawled ahead of him. The mound of her pussy bulged delectably between her smooth thighs, an alluring, erotic sight. He made her crawl over to one of the lounging chairs where a bottle of expensive champagne sat in a cooler. On his command, Nancy popped it open, a wide smile on her face before squealing out loud and quickly moving in to suck up the overflowing liquid, giggling.

He had her pose with the bottle for a while, getting amazing material as he made her drink straight from the bottle, making sure to make her drink quite a bit under the pretense of taking pictures before he had her give herself a champagne shower, spraying her scantily-clad form until she was utterly soaked in the sticky booze.

“Oh my God!” Nancy giggled before upending the bottle over her face, closing her eyes and opening her mouth to let the last drops fall into it like she was awaiting a champagne facial. She was really having fun with this! “I am soooo sticky!”

Mendes’ cock stiffened as he watched her stick out her tongue, inadvertently putting on a lewder show than she realized. “You are doing perfect!” he said, his voice slightly hoarse as he captured her champagne-soaked, glistening frame. “You can jump into the pool to clean up…”

Setting the empty bottle aside, Nancy showed no hesitation. For a moment she questioned just how much champagne she had actually swallowed just then and how much she had eaten before coming here, but she quickly lost herself in the moment again. Taking two big steps she took a graceful swan-dive into the cool water of the pool, barely producing any splash whatsoever. After all the posing in the warm L.A. sun, this felt heavenly!

Mendes couldn’t help but smirk as he watched the little slut swim, getting ample footage of the action. Not only was she fucking gorgeous, she was also falling for his tricks, hook, line and sinker. After her initial reservations, she had gradually eased into all this. He had seen that she had some mistrust, but like all these skanks who thought themselves smarter than they were, putting her into the spotlight made her forget about that. Now she was wax in his hands…

Coming up right in front of him, Nancy pushed her upper body out of the pool, her arms pushing together her tits in a sinful valley of cleavage as sparkling rivulets of water cascaded down her sun-kissed skin. She looked like Venus emerging from the waves, giving him a sensual, smoldering look before she broke out into a giggle and pushed herself back into the pool.

Splashing about for another minute, she provided him with amazing shots before he waved her over. Swimming up to him, Nancy wiped the water from her face, feeling herself smile.

“This is awesome, Nancy!” Mendes told her, “Now, the light is getting really good right about now. What do you say, we kick things up a notch?”