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When you arrive, Dr. Balkin awaits you in the room. She motions you to follow her to the Acting Workshop classroom. On the miniature stage is a large video camera and a small raised dais with a pole. Dr. Balkin motions to a pile of clothes at the end of the stage and tells you to get undressed and put the clothes on. With that, she pulls up a wooden chair by the pole and crosses her legs as she lights a cigarette. You pick up the clothes and move to the backstage area to change when Dr. Balkin softly commands, “Change right there, John. Take all of your clothes off first.”

Blushing, you quickly remove your shoes and shirt, then reach for the clothes when you are told in the same dominating tone, “Finish undressing first.” Your blush deepens as you slip off your pants. Clad only in socks and underwear, you reach for the new outfit. “You try my patience, John. I said undress first.” Dr. Balkin’s tone never raises or lowers, nor do her eyes ever leave you as she smokes. A deep breath steels your nerves as you peel off your socks and boxers, then stand there trying desperately not to cover yourself as Dr. Balkin looks you up and down slowly with unrevealing eyes. “You may dress now,” she states calmly as she turns her head away from you for the first time.

A sigh of relief escapes you as you slip on the black turtleneck and pants, gloves, socks, and boots. The pants take a few moments since they seem to be quite tight and Dr. Balkin will not allow you to wear any underwear. Once you are dressed, she places a black baseball cap on your head, pulling it down to hide your face.

“You are to turn on the camera and film whatever happens on this dais until I tell you differently. There is to be no stopping or hesitation. Do you understand?” she says with a sudden edge in her voice that you've never heard before…and know better than to doubt her.

As you turn on the camera, you hear “Alice” by Prophetess playing in the background. You turn the camera towards the backstage area to see Doe walking out wearing a black latex top, black leather biker gloves, tight leather mini skirt that doesn’t quite cover her curvaceous butt, and black heels. Her lips and nails are a vibrant blood red and her hair is dyed a glorious jet black. She places her back to the pole and faces the camera, her hands reaching above her as she slides down the pole like a trained stripper, her face full of primal lust. As she slides down the pole, she opens her legs, showing her perfectly shaved and very aroused pussy. Your shaft quickly twinges as she jumps up the pole and twirls around it slowly using nothing but her legs, her hands slowly opening up the zipper on the front of her latex top. Once she reaches the bottom of the pole she turns her back to you, looking over her shoulder at the camera as she peels off the latex top to reveal an exquisite tattoo of black dragon wings across her back. As she slowly turns around, her gloved hands cupping her perfect breasts, the song ends and Marilyn Manson’s “Slutgarden” begins.

Doe playfully massages her breasts as the music plays, her hips swaying in time as her eyes close in self-pleasuring delight. At this point you feel as if you’re going to burst from your pants but you try to ignore the feeling as you keep the camera rolling. You can’t help but gulp softly, however, when Doe leans against the pole and unzips the side of her skirt. Once the skirt is loosened, she slides her right hand into it while her left hand rolls her left breast before lifting it to her mouth.

A staccato whip crack interjects through the song and Doe immediately drops to her hands and knees, crawling to where Dr. Balkin has been sitting this entire time. Without saying a word Doe goes to Dr. Balkin’s spread legs and begins eating the instructor. As Doe eats, Dr Balkin uses a riding crop to push down the skirt barely hanging to Doe’s hips. The skirt slides down her legs so you can see Doe violently fingering herself. Dr. Balkin leans back, obviously enjoying the pleasuring, as she caresses Doe’s hips and ass with the tip of the crop while she motions you over.

You carry the camera over to where Doe and Dr. Balkin are at. The instructor motions for you to open your pants and take Doe while you are filming. As if Doe knew about the discourse above her, she raises her hips and shuffles her legs so that her wet slit pushes and rubs against the impressive bulge in your pants. A small alarm pings in your head, warning you about all of the unprotected sex talks your parents and teachers gave you. However, Doe is making a convincing argument of her own.