The Price She Pays (closed)

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LeAnn had been out looking for a job since she had arrived in town. She had moved from the country to a fairly big city because she wanted to be a model. In her small home town modeling jobs were hard to find. After having saved enough money to move, she finally found a reasonable 1 bedroom apartment in the city and had money to keep her going for awhile. She really didn’t have any family to speak of other than an elderly aunt in a nursing home.

She had just turned 21 and although not conceded, she knew she had the looks to be a model. She had the perfect figure, 36-24-36, blonde hair, blue eyes and was 5’7” and was very beautiful according to the men she had dated. Although she had never gotten very personal with any of them as her goal in life was to be a model, after that she would think about relationships and family. She did however find that her inexperience as a model and having very little pictures to show anyone, she was constantly being turned out.

Today as she sat drinking her morning coffee and going thru the newspaper classified she found one add that she had to read several times. Was this for real, she thought to herself.

“Wanted model/actress, no experience required, must be 21 and be able to work long hours as well as go out of town. If interested call the number listed at the end of this ad.”

She immediately called the number and a man answered the phone.

“I’m calling about the ad for model/actress job, are you still hiring?”
 
I pick up the telephone "Hello LeAnne, I am Sir Lionel of Lionel Associates. The position has not yet been filled, but please note "that whomever is selected will have their own room at the estate and may find themselves out of town, even on Christmas, if circumstances so dictate. "Woud you still be interested in coming out for an interview? Please give your full address so my chauffeur Jeeves can bring you out."
 
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“Yes, I’m still very interested. I have no problems with the hours and I’m very grateful to have the room, if I get the job. My address is 236 Clayton Road.”

After letting me know when the chauffer would pick me up, I had to hurry and put one of my best dresses on, put make up and fix my hair. All I kept thinking about was I hope I get the job, especially if I would have a room at an estate. An estate, who would have thought. Plus I’m being picked up by a chauffer, how lucky could I be. Oh, I just hoped I got the job. Now I was extremely curious about Lionel and the job.
 
As Jeeves, a round faced Irishman of 50, dressed in his black uniform and chauffeurs hat, knocks on the inner door to my private office in the rear of the estate and I say with an air of authority "enter", and he opens the door and holds it and says "Sir, Miss LeAnne, and you step graciously into the office and look at me. She turns to Jeeves and says "thank you Mr Jeeves in a nice delicate voice. He smilea and closes the door.
I step around the desk and come over and hold the chair. "LeAnne please be seated and as you sit I go back over and sit behind the large mahogany desk. There are pictures of models on the wall, as I see you looking at the pictures. I say "yes these are the young ladies that have made the big time. Perhaps you recognise some of them from their magazine photoshoots. I continue on, this is Luisa as I point to the red head in the picture, Madomoselle, Esquire and many more. This is Deveroux, she is our most famouse Sports Illustrated candidate. Miss July 2008. And there have been too many others to even mention. And the best thing LeAnne is that each and everyone of them started out in that same chair you are now sitting. "So now sell me on why I should choose you over the other 5 models that have been here earlier today?
 
“Well sir, I happen to be the perfect height, weight and body portions of many famous models. I am confident about my looks, I am very attractive and I’m not vain or conceded about this. It is all natural, no plastic surgery or anything of that sort. This is the real me. I happen to have no experience which may sound like a bad quality, but I feel it is a very good one. This way, you have the opportunity to mold me to the type of model/actress you are looking for without the hazards of retraining me to be how you want me to.” I pause, making sure that I am looking directly in your eyes. “I also have the desire and drive to be a model and if being an actress goes with it, all the better. I follow instructions well and….really really want this job.” My last statement showing much more emotion than my entire sale.
 
I tap my pencil eraser on the desk as I look at you. "you certainly have the natural qualities, but I am not sure you have the inner ones. We will be at parties with some of the worlds best designers. Let me ask you this "if a designer offered you a weeks work modeling his new line of clothing, but wanted you to go away for the weekend with him, in two hundred words or less, how would you respond?
Also what formal training have you had in working at fashion shows and walking on the runways?
 
I sat there thinking for several minutes, wondering what I would do in that situation. I wanted to be completely honest but I would also want the job.

“Sir, as far as my formal training with fashion shows and walking down runways, I have only been in one pageant when I was back in high school. It was for Miss Senior Class beauty contest between schools. I did win first place for the school I was attending to. I could have those records forwarded to you if you like.”

“Now as far as your other question, I would be completely grateful for the weeks worth of work. As far as the weekend was concerned, I would graciously and politely tell the designer, if it were say a woman, that I would love to go enjoy the companionship, also letting her know that unfortunately, that would be all that I would be capable of providing. If it were a man, I would politely and graciously tell him that I would love to go, but that I would not promise anything else. That would depend on how we got along and hit it off.”

I looked at you, hoping that that answer would be sufficient and also that you were okay with it.
 
I see. I stop drumming the pencil. "LeAnne this has nothing to do with whether you do or do not get the job, but please give me a number answer to the following question.
1. I am a virgin
2. I have had between one and five lovers
3. I have had five or more lovers
 
“I am a virgin, Sir, although I have had a couple sessions of heavy petting and kissing.”

Now why would he ask me that I thought to myself, but since I wanted the job, I told figured I better tell you.
 
I smile. "That is a positive on your part. There have been instances in the past where jilted past lovers have tried to blackmail a young lady, when she becomes famous."
Now please stand, as I walk over and move the other chair out of the way, and say "now stand and I place my hand on your stomach and press in slightly. Now stand as straight as you can, and then place a 2 inch thick book on top of your head. "now walk to the door and back." You start off but after 5 steps the book falls to the floor.
I go back to my desk and say "LeAnne would you be willing to attend Refinement and Etiquette classes as part of your traing? We have Madame Allontie on staff and she is a past instructor from Paris?
I truly think you may have what it takes, but at the moment you are "like a diamond in the rough that needs to be refined and polished. Please take a moment and think if you are still interested. I can promise you that there is much more to the job than just taking a photographers instructions.
 
“Yes, thank you, I’d be very interested in taking them. As I told you, I very
much want to be a model, a very famous one whatever it takes. What ever you think would help me, I would be very interested in.”
 
As I hear you agree to taking the classes, I hit the intercom on my desk. I look at you without saying anything. The silence is awkward and you soon begin to fidget in your chair and absently play with the hem of your dress. Soon the door opens and Jeeves enters pushing a cart with a sliver tray and a magnum of champagne and 3 glasses. As Jeeves fills the glasses, I smile at you and when we have our glasses in hand, I stand, then you do and I say "LeAnne welcome to Lionel Enterprizes. I hope you are very happy with your job. I look at Jeeves and say "please contact Madam and have her get signed up for the Socialization classes. "Sir Madam is on Sabatical until at least after the first of the year. I will prepare her, if that is alright with you. "Yes that will be fine and I look at you, please give Jeeves the same courtesy as you would give me.

I reach in my desk and take out a contract. "It is just your basic legal mumbo jumbo, but the bottom line is "you receive room and board here at the estate, a base salary of $40,000 per year and fifty percent of the money made on the photoshoot. "Would you like to read it, before you sign, as I hand you the pen.
 
As soon as Jeeves brings in the champagne and Lionel welcomes her to the company, she wants to jump up out of her seat and shout it to the world. Although she knew that would be inappropriate, so she takes her champagne and takes a sip after the welcoming toast.

“I will not disappoint you Sir. I will give you 100%, more if I could.”

I wait quietly as you talk to Jeeves and then am surprised that he is going to be my instructor instead of the Madam. Then you hand me a contract.

"It is just your basic legal mumbo jumbo, but the bottom line is "you receive room and board here at the estate, a base salary of $40,000 per year and fifty percent of the money made on the photoshoot. Would you like to read it, before you sign,”

I know my mouth dropped open when he gave me my salary figure and the percentage for my photo’s. I couldn’t believe it. I quickly took the pen and signed my name, trusting that the contract was your standard contract.

“Thank you so much for this opportunity and I will give Jeeves the same courtesy that I will give to you. When did you want me to start? I will have to go home and pack my things, along with getting out of my lease.”
 
I smile at you as I take the contract and file it. "My attorney will get a copy and I will have a copy placed in your room. I suggest you read it in your spare time. I open my check book and sign a blank check. "Jeeves will drive you back to your residence and help you pack and see your landlord." I hand Jeeves the check. "make him an offer he cannot refuse, if necessary. "Please be back by 5pm so that you may join us for dinner and get settled in your room this evening. Also Jeeves will answer any questions that you may have on your trip. I walk over and hug you, again congratulations upon your new career. You soon will get adjusted to our lifestyle. "Drive safely Jeeves and see you in a couple of hours, as I go back to my desk, and begin working on the paperwork that lies upon top of the desk. I hear the two of you leave, as Jeeves quietly closes the door.
 
I leave with Jeeves and the first thing I ask him if Lionel is always so nice. Naturally Jeeves tells me he is and from what he has seen, is a charmer of the women. I smile, relaxing a bit since the interview when you seemed to be so serious and almost harsh, perhaps even scary. But after you hired me, I couldn’t believe the change, guess you had to be like that for the interview.

Jeeves stops at a moving company to buy some boxes for me to use packing up. He was happy to know that I was renting a furnished apartment so there really wasn’t going to be all that much. Once at my apartment, we both started packing up the boxes, marking them and putting him the van he was driving. When we were thru with that we were on our way to the landlords office when Jeeves said he would handle it for me and to go wait in the van.

“Did it go okay?” I asked him when he returned.

“It was not a problem, you are free and clear on this matter.” he replied.

Then it was back to your house where I actually was excited about seeing my new room and starting my new job.
 
When we arrive back at the estate, I go to the trunk and pick up your suitcase. We go through the house and Lionel's office door is still closed and we begin to go up the winding wooden staircase. "you are in the 2nd door on the right and your room has a bedroom, a sitting room with a desk and ani adjoining bathroom. "you should be totally undisturbed, as I open the door to the beautifully appointed room, with all white Henry VIII furniture. Including a canopy bed with pink silk comforter. "I hope you will be comfortable." Now I suggest that you unpack while I bring in the rest of your belongings. "oh and one last thing LeAnne, when I come back I am going to need to measure your body fat content, so please remove all of your clothing, but may put your robe on. I close the door.
 
I am astonished by the beautiful room Jeeves brings me to, overwhelmed for even words. To think I was staying in this huge mansion and to have a room like this, well it actually made me feel like a princess. Before I did anything I had to look around, look out the window at the view and bounce on the nice cushy bed. I had to pinch myself to make sure I wasn’t dreaming. Then it finally dawned on me what he said before he left, having been so caught up in the beautiful room.

“Oh and one last thing LeAnn, when I come back I am going to need to measure your body fat content, so please remove all of your clothing, but may put your robe on.”

What the hell, I had to strip off everything just so he could measure my body fat. Even with a robe on he would have to touch my naked body, and I just couldn’t figure out why he wouldn’t just have me raise my shirt a little for that. But, obviously to be a model, I guess there were certain things I was to going to have to do. I sure didn’t want to argue with him and lose my job the very first day I got it.

I started packing some of my belongings away until I finally found my white chenille floor length robe. I stripped off all my clothes, including bra and panties, feeling a bit uncomfortable. Actually more than a bit, but as I slipped on the robe, I continued to go over the opportunity and pay for this job.
 
I knock on the door and enter, carrying a small tape recorder and a metal fat caliper. "LeAnne please come to the center of the room and drop your robe as it will only be in the way. Do not be embarrassed as every model at Lionel Enterprizes has to go through this.
You look at me and slowly comply. Now just put your arms at your sides and it will soon be over. I move the caliper to the right side of your neck and gently pinch the skin and say into the tape Neck 2, I move it to the middle of your left breast and pinch it, breast 4 down to your left side just above your waist, Waist 6 as I bring the skin together. I go to the inside of your left thigh, Thigh 3
and walk behind you and pinch the skin of your right bottom cheek and say Buttucks 8. I add up all of the figures and look on the chart on the caliper and say "LeAnne, you are in the 15 percentile. We want you to be 10 percentile or less. Therefore you and I will be beginning an exercise program tomorrow morning. Since the weather is cool in the morning at 5:30am, I suggest you wear sweat pants and sweat shirt or a running suit. And of course sneakers. If you do not have the clothing, we will go shopping. And since tomorrow is your first day, we will start out slowly, 25 situps and then a quick two mile jog. You will be surprized at how quickly you tone up. You may get dressed and dinner is at 6pm. Please be at your place at 5:59 sharp and do not sit until Sir Lionel motions you to and use your best manners. I turn and leave the room.
 
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I couldn’t believe I was standing here stark naked in front of a stranger while he touched every part of my body. Was that really what all the models went thru. I think I held my breath the entire time until he left, because I exhaled deeply once alone.

So now I have to exercise and jog, that really wasn’t too bad, and it was healthy for a person anyway. I was beginning to wonder what all did go with being a model/actress, of course I would be learning that very soon.

I put on a nice blue dress for dinner, with bra and panties to match. I looked at the clock and slipped my sandals on and went straight to the dinning room where I stood until you told motioned me to sit down. This was very unusual, kind of like being dictated to, I wasn’t all sure I liked that. But I wanted the job, we would just have to see how it went.
 
As we sit and Cookie the Chef, brings in your plate of roast beef, mashed potatoes and gravy, green beans and carrotts. Our plates soon follow.
Please eat LeAnne and Jeeves has discussed with me your exercise program. You have to forgive Jeeves as he is an ex-Marine drill sargent and is used to being up early. "your new exercise time is now 8:30am followed by shower and then breakfast. Hmmmm, isn't Cookie a great Chef. We are fortunate to have him. "if you have any food or meal requests, please just discuss it with him. So besides what we discussed for your morning, you will attend the etiquette course that Jeeves will teach. Then you will join us for lunch. You will then have two hours of free time, to use any of the facilities of the estate. There are pools and hottubs, horses for riding. "if you find you need anything for your room, just let us know. "Did you enjoy dinner?"
At 3 to 4 each day you will go to the photo studio and Maurice will begin your shoots. I have sent him your sizes so that he will bring with him each day the outfits he wants you in.
Cookie comes in and clears the table and wheels in a cart with chocolate cake and coffee. "how do you take your coffee Miss LeAnne?
 
“Unsweetened sugar and cream, please. And thank you for the delicious meal Cookie, you are an excellent chef.” she said as she was given the coffee just like she asked for.

“Thank you so much for letting me sleep in, sir, and for everything you are providing me with. This is like a dream come true for me, I do appreciate it very much and hope I end up meeting all your expectations of me.”

She wanted to pinch herself, never had she been given so much by anyone and all she had to do was make her dream of a model come true. It was almost too good to be true. Yet here she sat, in elegance, being waited on and talking to a man who actually seemed like he wanted her to be happy.

“I’m very anxious to start the photo shoots, I do hope they turn out good.” she said. “Am I just practicing with the photo’s or do you already have someone in mind to use them for?” she asked with sincere honesty.
 
"Each of your photo shoots are real as Maurice will email me your pictures. I will then select the best ones and place them in an internet program that all magazine editors check when they are in need of a model, whether, a magazine or fashion or even potentially for an actress or extra in a movie."
I look at you and say "there are two fatal mistakes a model can make, one is to have a stray pubic hair poke out at the wrong moment and too have a rounded abdomen. "are you shaved in your pubic region and do you regularly use the bathroom each day?"
 
I couldn’t believe it, even my first photo shoots were going to be sent around. I might just start making money right away. Which was not soon enough for me, she thought to herself.

“There are two fatal mistakes a model can make, one is to have a stray pubic hair poke out at the wrong moment and too have a rounded abdomen. "are you shaved in your pubic region and do you regularly use the bathroom each day?"

What an odd question to ask, I thought to myself. Now I could understand making sure my mound was neatly trimmed for bikini’s, but about the bathroom, that I just didn’t quite get. But he was the man paying me, so I wasn’t about to argue with him.

“Yes I use the bathroom regularly, every morning like clock work and many nights before bed. As far as shaved, I am very well trimmed there, does that answer your question?” I asked sincerely.
 
That evening at 10:00pm, there is a knock at your bedroom door. As you get up from your bed where you were reading, I say "LeAnne you just received your first job offer. GQ is offering $10,000 to have your face photographed before, during and after your orgasim as well as a short biography about you, under your photo name, you know like an authors penname. I take out my pad, now:

What name would you like to use?

At what age did you masturbate for the first time?

What was your first ever orgasim like?

How did you discover it masturbation, did you just touch yourself, or did a friend tell you about it

What do you normally do, while you masturbate, watch a x rated movie, read something in a book

What is your number 1 turn on, that always brings you to orgasim.



"now please remove your pajamas and lie down on your bed." Oh and forgive me, this handsome young man is Maurice. "but unfortunately for you, he is gay, so please do not develope anymore feelings than just friendship. Maurice holds the camera in his left hand and shakes your right and smiles at you.

I lightly slap your bottom as you walk to shake Maruice's hand. "LeAnne time is money, now on your bed, as I put my hands on the waistband of your pajamas and slowly pull them down and off. I then take the hem of your pajama top and pull it up and over your head, seeing your breasts for the first time. "now remember that Maurice will only be filming your facial expressions. "I laugh, I bet you never thought you could get $5,000 dollars for masturbation. Now please make your self comfortable as I walk over and put a tape in the DVD. Soon a mans head is between a womans legs and she is withering and moaning on her own bed.

"LeAnne please begin and let us know when you feel close to orgasim. I sit and watch the DVD as well as your finger between your legs
 
At 10:00pm I was already in my pajama’s and reading when I heard a knock at the door. When I put the book down and saw that it was you and another man, I was surprised by the time. But once you explained why and that someone was already offering to photograph my face and I would be getting 5000.00 for it, how could I pass that down. It was my face after all, and there wasn’t much to making all those expressions, I would just have to fantasize and make the appropriate facial expressions. Easy enough.

Then came the biography and you’re questions, which I guess were appropriate for doing sexual expressions on my face.

What name would you like to use?

“I would like my name to be Shadow”

At what age did you masturbate for the first time?

“At the age of 16.”

What was your first ever orgasim like?

“It was exceptionally terrific.”

How did you discover it masturbation, did you just touch yourself, or did a friend tell you about it?

“Actually it was by accident, I was taking a shower and using the shower massager and when I put it between my legs, it felt good so I continued and one thing led to the other.

What do you normally do, while you masturbate, watch a x rated movie, read something in a book?

“Neither, I lay down, close my eyes and fantasize something.”

What is your number 1 turn on, that always brings you to orgasim.

“That I couldn’t say, it just depends on what kind of fantasy I can get into.”

" Oh and forgive me, this handsome young man is Maurice. "but unfortunately for you, he is gay, so please do not develope anymore feelings than just friendship.

I get off the bed to shake Maurice’s hand and say, “Nice to meet you,” and I feel your hand slap my ass.

"LeAnne time is money, now on your bed,

As soon as I get back on the bed, you are slipping your fingers in my pajama bottoms and pulling them off me.

“Wait, what are you doing?” I ask although unable to grab the bottoms before you have them off me. You then proceed to take off my pajama top and now I’m once again naked in front of 2 complete strangers really.

“I don’t understand, I can fake any kind of expressions I want and I thought we were doing just face photo’s.” I say trying to cover my body.

"now remember that Maurice will only be filming your facial expressions. "I laugh, I bet you never thought you could get $5,000 dollars for masturbation. Now please make your self comfortable.”

Well I guess that kind of answered my question, but hell 5000.00 to masturbate. I watched as you turned on a DVD with a man between a woman’s legs.

"LeAnn please begin and let us know when you feel close to orgasim”

Just like that I was suppose to masturbate on cue, for a damn facial photo shoot, with two strange men watching me, even if one was gay. I do believe my face was rather red from a mixture of embarrassment and anger at how this was playing out. But 5000.00, just to do that and they wouldn’t actually see what I was doing. But could I trust that.

I looked at the DVD and decided to start playing with my sensitive nipples, that usually would get me going. But I couldn’t get into the DVD, having been so use to making up my own fantasy’s so instead, I closed my eyes and started to fantasize, putting the reality of what was going on out of my head. As soon as could clear the reality away, I started getting into the fantasy.

I spread my legs and with my left hand using several fingers spread my pussy lips, then with my other hand using my index finger I started rubbing my clit, slowly up and down, circling it and fantasizing. The more I got into the fantasy, the more I masturbated, moaning, moving my hips, my eyes would open partially on and off, but staying in the fantasy, I could feel my clit hardening and becoming more sensitive. I knew if I would have had one of my vibrators I would have already cum, but my finger was working me up pretty good. Then I knew it was going to happen soon.

“I’m going to cum…any second now…” I said.
 
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