Sure. On the dark side. + PIC

After her shower and some intense masturbation, she sat down on the bench right in front of the window. She rubbed lotion all over herself, massaged her heavy breasts and spread her legs wide to carefully apply lotion to her labia. Then she picked up the razor. The mirror and the setup were perfect. She seized the opportunity.

She put one leg up on the bench and shaved slowly and thoroughly. Afterwards, she turned round, got down on all fours and looked over her shoulder into ‘her mirror’. She wanted to remove even the last few fine hairs from her little arsehole.

Reaching back with both hands, she spread her plump buttocks wide apart and pulled them right open. Her little, pink arsehole was now completely exposed and right in front of the glass – just a few centimetres away. The delicate fold of skin was clearly visible, the hole itself slightly contracted and rosy. She stretched her cheeks even further so that the skin became taut, and carefully ran the razor over the sensitive area. Every stroke was perfectly visible. The fine folds of skin around her arsehole, the smooth skin in between, everything lay exposed. Lisa thought to herself: My ex-boyfriend would have killed for this view.

Jan stood there motionless.

Behind him, four other men from the studio had now gathered. They stood silently in the dark corridor, just two or three metres away, staring through the glass. Three of them had already pulled out their mobile phones and were openly filming. One was grinning broadly, another was biting his lip. They were clearly enjoying the show – watching the young woman sitting naked on all fours, spreading her buttocks wide and shaving her little arsehole right in front of them.

Jan quietly set up the small additional camera on a tripod and let it run – aimed directly at the spectators.

Lisa remained lying on the bench for a few more minutes. She had her legs slightly apart, her arms above her head, and waited until the lotion had properly absorbed and dried. Her breasts lay heavily to one side, her nipples still half-hard. Her labia glistened slightly from the cream; her little arsehole was now smooth and rosy.

Finally, she stood up, got dressed slowly and switched off the light. At that very moment, the window went dark again from the inside. Lisa saw only darkness, smiled contentedly and thought she’d got everything done today.

She went back into the studio and said goodbye to Jan.

What she didn’t know: the four men in the corridor had the entire video on their mobiles. Within minutes, it had gone viral in the men’s changing room. The lads sent it round to each other, laughed, commented on it and saved it.

Jan stood alone in the corridor for a moment, thinking.

He liked the idea with the lens extremely well. He knew that a big beach volleyball tournament was taking place next week – with lots of spectators.

He had a new idea.

His special camera lens filtered out the exact wavelength of the red fabric. But perhaps there was an easier way. He would get hold of some cheap red plastic glasses – the sort of 3D or party glasses that filter out a large part of the red spectrum. Not as perfect as his professional lens, but enough to create a strong see-through effect. Whilst Lisa was playing in the volleyball tournament, he could hand the glasses out to the spectators. People would think it was a funny prank – and suddenly Lisa would look almost naked to everyone wearing the glasses.

Jan smiled contentedly.

“Next week is going to be interesting,” he muttered.

Lisa had no idea that she had just put on one of the most intimate and revealing shows of her life – and that the next one would be even bigger.

That evening, she was back at her computer. She took a quick look in the cloud and found lots of new photos and videos. She deleted a few where she looked silly. Jan had explained to her that she simply had to share the new photos again. All the settings would be applied automatically. Including the red filter, of course.