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Bound For Pleasure
(Faye Valentine)

So nervous she was visibly shaking, Aryan maintained her resolve by focusing on one task at a time. First on the list was making it to her friend's house. Then she had to pull in the driveway. Unable to do so the first time, she drove around the block and then five blocks before finally managing to pull in. It then took her fifteen minutes of sitting in her car before she gathered enough nerve to get out and knock on Bryce's front door. It opened and she fought the urge to run.

"Come on in," Bryce invited his friend in. "I'm sure you're nervous as hell so we'll take it slow and if you ever feel overwhelmed just say the word and we'll stop. Okay?"

"O-Okay. So, what do you need me to do?"

"Before we go out to the studio I'll need you to read some paperwork and if you agree to all of it as presented then I'll need you to sign it. And Aryana, if you have any questions please ask."

"And if I don't agree to it as presented?"

"Then we can negotiate until we're both satisfied or we can call it quits and I'll try to find another way to do the shoots."

"My mother apparently likes bdsm so you can ask her."

"Seriously?"

"That's what she told me. Um, about liking it, not calling her."

"Still. MILF's are all the rage right now and I'd love to do a few shoots with her if she's open to the idea."

"I've barely got the nerve to be here so can we please stay on topic and not talk about my mother?"

"Of course. But in my defense you brought her up. Anyways, follow me and I'll get you the paperwork you'll need to read and sign in order to do the shoots."

Following her friend to his office, Aryana sat at the large oak corner desk and stared down at the thick manila folder in front of her. Bryce made himself comfortable on the couch along the wall to her right and waited. Aryana flipped the folder open and began reading a form titled: Consent to be filmed and photographed. She did not like the idea of anyone seeing her doing anything even remotely sexual but nevertheless signed. Fifty-one pages, three hours, seventy-six initials and fifty-four signatures later she closed the folded and spun the chair around to face her friend. "Um, I', going to get a copy of all that, right?"

"Absolutely. In fact, I'll go ahead and make copies right now and then we can head on out to the studio."

"So, what are you going to do to me first?"

"Once we're in the studio I'll explain the rules for being my submissive. After that, well, I need your reactions to be genuine so I'm asking that you just go with it and trust I won't try having sex with you unless you ask first." Picking the folder up off his desk, Bryce took it to the printer and one page at a time began making copies. "So, I've got to know, what made you decide to do it?"

"A couple of birds told me to stop being a prude and have some fun and I listened. Um, I hate to sound greedy, but I think I'd like to at least see that you actually have the cash to pay me before I do anything."