The studio owners

A while later you enter the warehouse where your adventure started yesterday, you feel an excitement opening the door and stepping inside, the fact that none of what happened here yesterday was consensual your body only remembers all the pleasure Tyrone has given you.

“Tyrone?” you call out and in matter of seconds Tyrone comes to greet you. You stand on your toes to kiss him feeling good just by being with him again.

“Hey babe…” he greets you breaking the kiss, “Ready to become a model?” he ask his large hands resting on your hips while he’s talking to you.

“Yes, it’s really exciting!” you respond.

“Alright, I want you to meet the owners of the studio… they have seen the pictures I have taken and want to meet you” he tells you and a nervous look comes on your face as you now realize that you’re going to meet somebody who has seen you acting like a total slut.

“Umm… what kind of modeling are they expecting?” you ask, telling yourself you need an out before you end up doing porn.

“A little of everything… some advertizing, some magazines and some nude… but they’re not distributing anything hardcore, no worries” he assure you.

“Okay!” you say excitement returning to your voice, “When will I meet them?”

“They’re in the office,” he tells you and with a hand on your back he guides you towards the door, “Now, remember that these men are putting money on you making some business to the studio, so they might get a little hands on… but just go with it, okay?” he instructs and you nod your head in response, your mind only on the possibility of you actually getting a modeling career.

He opens the door to an office guiding you into the room ahead of him. Inside the room three black men are waiting for you, behind a desk a fit older black man in his fifties, sitting on the edge of the desk facing the door a young lanky black man in his late twenties or early thirties is sitting and leaning against the wall a third man in his forties is standing. They stop their conversations and turn their head at the door as you walk in.

“Gentlemen, allow me to introduce Joy…” Tyrone’s voice booms from behind you and all three men smiles at you, their eyes clearly giving you the once over, “Joy meet Mr. Little,” he indicates the man behind the desk, “Dr. Clarke,” he points to the man at the wall, “and Malik” he nods to the man leaning against the desk.

“Hi…” you smiles nervously at the men.

“Mr. Little and Dr. Clarke own the company… Malik does some extra lifting for us every now and then” Tyrone continues and then Mr. Little took over the, conducting what could only be described as an interview asking you all sorts of questions. You learn that you will be expected to pose in some shots to promote one of Mr. Little’s business’ and that they will use some connections to get you into a semi-large men’s magazine to expose you. Other than that they expect you to do some work yourself to get more gigs so the studio will improve its reputation. You’re very excited with these prospects and find the two owners very likeable and friendly, but Malik on the other hand doesn’t speak during the long interview and you don’t feel comfortable with the way he blatantly undresses you with his eyes and his menacing appearance makes him seem dangerous.

“So, you’re onboard?” Mr. Little asks.

“Yes… it sounds great!” you reply after he has laid out the plan for you, a wide smile on your face.

“Great, now we just need to see you pose for us” he tells you.

“What, here?” you questions.

“Yes, is that a problem?”

“Oh, no… of course not!” you reply cheerfully not wanting to disappoint him.

“No, not like that honey” Mr. Little stops you as you turn sideways a strike a pose, “We have seen how you look in those jeans since you walked into the room! Now we gotta see that curvy body beneath!” he says.

“Oh…” you’re stop yourself from asking if that is necessary as you want to seem like a pro and not make him upset with you, “Okay…” and you pose in the room while slowly peeling of your clothes and with only two pieces of clothing you soon stand naked in front of these four black men in this rundown warehouse.

With a wink Malik says that your tits sit too perfect to be real and makes you walk towards him so he can check. You do so inadvertently holding your breath until he gropes your breasts hard making you wring your face from the pain. With another wink at you he informs the room that they are real and before you leave the room the two owners has felt you up as well.

You’re told that there will be a contract ready for you within a week and the men say their goodbyes and leave as you pull your clothes back on, excited about your new career but feeling a little used at how the interview ended. The last man to leave is Dr. Clarke who stepped up to you as you stood by yourself in the studio.

“Hallo Joy…” he startles you a little as he walks up to you.

“Doctor” you turn to him with a smile on your face.

“I can understand from Tyrone that you need to get started on birth control?” he asks of you.

Surprised at this as you haven’t had such a talk with Tyrone, but thinking that the way he was going at you it might be a good idea, especially if you would be working with him.

“Well, drop by my office after four and we’ll get you started on the pills” Dr. Clarke continues, as you don’t respond, and hands you a card.

“Yes… thanks” you thank him and he takes off leaving you alone yet again.