A New Menu

As soon as one humiliation had ended, another began. The **** was led be her leash out of the master's office, past the only rooms she'd known for the past six months, to the photo studio where she was first processed. The soft thud of her hands and knees against the wooden floor mixed with the moans and groans coming from the rooms they passed.

Once in the studio, the master crouched down, took the slaves chin in his hand and **** her to make eye contact with him.

"It's time we update our menu breeder. Now we're going to get all new pictures for the gentlemen that want to fuck a baby into you. Do you want to take some pictures?

"Yes master," she replied demurely.

**** to stand once again in front of the camera, the master took pictures of her from every angle, focusing on her face, chest, and vagina before turning her to each side for profile shots, and finally from behind. **** to bend over and spread herself, he took extra care to focus on the pleasant curves of her ass, the gentle drop of her breasts, and the the way her inner lips gently poked from her outer lips.

After he was finished with her physical attributes, he moved on to her mouth. Taking pictures of her teeth, tongue, and throat like a farmer would for a horse.