Picture Perfect

Chip moved around the room, checking all the angles, the lighting, making minor adjustments until everything was just perfect. When the scene met his exacting standards, he turned to his equipment. That too was subjected to intense scrutiny.

A stunning blond swept into the room. Black silk swirled around her ankles, which were encased in towering heels. Crimson lips turned upwards as surveyed Chip's handiwork. "Ready for me?" she asked in a voice that was pure seduction.

Chip nodded, momentarily unable to speak. Her voice rang out again, interrupting Chip's very unprofessional thoughts about his subject. "Where do you want me?"

Chip continued to gaze at her. A heavy metal door slammed as Megan, Chip's assistant, entered the room. She scowled, taking in Chip's obvious fascination with the blond.

Megan moved with swift efficiency, setting the blond's chosen mood music wafting through hidden speakers. She then positioned the blond before a full length mirror. Chip began snapping off pictures from different angles. Soon, the blond's robe hit the floor and her poses moved to the bed.

Megan turned her back on them. She never understood why Chip wasted his considerable talents on this crap. Boudoir photography. Like the name somehow made it more palatable. Just a bunch of desperate housewives, eager to strip down for the camera. The horny bitches were so grateful at the work Chip did for them, he wound up bedding most of them at the end of the session. Of course, repeat business was relatively limited for them...

Blondie giggled at Chip's suggestion that they go for something a little more daring. That was Megan's cue to spring into action. Reaching behind a cluster of pillows, she withdrew the restraints, securing each wrist firmly. Blondie's teeth nipped at Megan's neck teasingly when she learned down to adjust the restraints.

Megan's eyes flashed with fury but she quickly changed her tune when Blondie's tongue began to work the base of her neck. Megan gripped Blondie's hair, forcing those crimson lips against her own. Their kiss was hard, passionate. When Blondie moaned softly, Megan bit down on her lip.

The sweet ambrosia of Blondie's blood filled Megan's mouth. She savored the taste for a few blissful moments. A quick flick of her tongue over the blond's lip healed the wound as the venom began to course through Blondie's veins. Megan looked down at her, restrained and breathing shallowly.

She's ready for you now.

Chip abandoned his cameras and floated to the foot of the bed. Megan left the room, not caring to watch what would come next. After he had his fill, Chip would offer the choice of eternal life or death. Regardless of her decision, the woman who entered their studio would never be seen or heard from again.

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