Chapter-81: Wedding photo shoot part- 1
Her fatigue is gone and she felt strong again. She wanted to have some fun today by displaying her innocent side to the fullest. She would accept all the commands of the wedding photographer.
Naturally it would be quite a fun later when she would be having her N photos and let them play with her by taking a video showing martin waiting for her outside through the magic mirror.
Mohini felt good and she put on her newly bought white laced underwear and she is going to wear for the wedding later. She has few pairs of this underwear she specifically bought for this kind of situations.
The later situation is very good and the coming wedding photo shoot event on the Mohini's side is planned like this by Mohini or the world. Mohini and Martin went to the wedding photo shoot as she got the address and other things before.
Mohini is the bride with tender body that is around 18 years old. She is going to have a wedding photo shoot. She is a perverted woman under the cover of an innocent woman.
A perfect cheating woman that would not show her true side to her to be husband instead she would easily persuade to cheat on him with anyone.
Martin is the bridegroom that is thin and scrawny. He likes to be a cuckold and he acts like he doesn't know that his woman Mohini is cheating on him. During the wedding photo shoot he was asked to wait outside the photo shoot room.
It is a normal room with walls on all sides but the one facing the road is a glass wall. this glass wall has a specialty that is one cannot see what is happening inside the room from outside but the one inside can see what is happening outside.
The room is well sound proofed and no one can tell what is happening inside by listening. Mohini and martin came to get wedding photos for their wedding to this place to meet the photographer Zeke and his assistant Luther.
Zeke is a big man that looked like a bear. Luther on the other hand looked like a lecher. The plot is about how they would send martin outside saying that they would take single photos of Mohini for the wedding.
Then they will slowly undress her wedding dress for the photos without knowing that Mohini is actually co-operating with them fully without breaking her innocent woman image.
Finally this would end in an entire video of her riding two meat rods while looking at her to be husband martin through the glass wall with an expression of ecstasy and cheating. This is what Mohini expected and they are about to get into the juicy plot here.
The air in the studio was cool, a stark contrast to the warmth of the afternoon sun soaking through the massive glass wall. Mohini stood nervously, her fingers plucking at the intricate lace of her wedding gown.
So much fabric, she thought, so many layers to hide behind. "Alright, lovebirds," Zeke's voice boomed, his large frame seeming to suck up all the space in the room. He clapped a meaty hand on Martin's narrow shoulder.
"We're going to start with some solo shots of the beautiful bride. Martin, my man, we need you to wait just outside." Martin's eyes darted from Mohini to the imposing one way glass, a faint, almost imperceptible smile playing on his lips.
"Of course, whatever you need for the perfect shot." He gave Mohini's hand a soft, brief squeeze. "I'll be right out there."
The door clicked shut behind him, sealing Mohini in with the two men. She could see Martin's faint outline through the glass, a ghost on the other side of an invisible barrier. "Right then," Zeke said, his tone shifting from jovial to intensely focus.
He gestured to a raised platform against a stark white backdrop. "Up here, Mohini. Let's start with some traditional portraits. Luther set the key light." Luther, a wiry man with hungry eyes that hadn't left her chest since she'd arrived, scurried to adjust a large soft box.
His gaze was a physical weight. Thump. Thump. Mohini felt her heart hammer against her ribs, a frantic rhythm of excitement veiled as nerves. "Just relax," Zeke soothed her, his voice a low rumble. He lifted his camera. Click. Whirr.
"Beautiful. Tilt your chin down a fraction. Look at me through your lashes. Yes. Just like that…." She complied, adopting a pose of demure innocence, her eyes wide. Inside, a current of pure electricity was beginning to hum.
"The dress is spectacular," Luther murmured, slinking closer under the guise of adjusting the train of her gown. His fingers, surprisingly deft, skimmed the back of her calf. Mmmph… A tiny, breathy sound escaped her lips before she could stop it.
Zeke lowered his camera. "Something wrong…?"
"No," she breathed, her voice a feathery whisper. "Just… a chill…."
"We'll warm you up," Zeke said, a cryptic note in his voice almost telling that we will make you hot inside. "The silhouette of this dress is fantastic, but all this lace obscures your form. Luther, let's loosen the back corseting for the next series. We want to hint at the shape beneath."
"Of course…" Luther purred, moving behind her. His fingers found the top button of the long line of tiny satin loops that held the back of her dress together. Shhhlick... The first one came undone. Then another was also undone… Shhlick…
The heavy bodice, once constricting, began to loosen its grip. Cool air kissed the skin of her upper back. Shhlick…. Shhlick…. With each release, Mohini felt a corresponding loosening within herself, a tight coil of restraint beginning to unwind.
She kept her eyes fixed on the window, on Martin's patient silhouette. He can't see a thing, she thought, a thrill so sharp it was almost painful lancing through her. He has no idea. "Lift your arms for me, love," Zeke instructed.
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