The next day, being at work, I received a task from Mr. to take a set of women's clothing and after work go to a photo session in the studio at the address indicated. In the evening it was necessary to report back to the owner of the pictures in the female image.

Deeply agitated, I arrived at the address indicated. The photo studio was well equipped; the photographer, a man of about 30, was very friendly. I explained to him that it was necessary to take photos, while I would be in a female image. After the last words, my face was flushed, without noticing, I lowered my eyes.

"Excellent!, The photographer interrupted the pause, we will do everything in the best possible way, change clothes." I put on a thong, black stockings with a belt, a bra, a wig with a bob haircut, a little touch up, of course, high-heeled shoes, and here in front of me was a delicious brunette in the mirror. I liked the way the photographer works. A true professional. He told me what poses to take, how to bend the back, put the leg, asked me to make a predatory lewd look, to put my ass on the show.

Posing on all fours, I heard a new client knock on the studio door. The photographer went to open and I saw my spouse enter. She was in heels, in a short skirt, barely covering her dignity, and a transparent top, through which her breasts showed in 3 sizes. Most of all I was shocked by their dialogue:

- Oh, Marinka, I haven’t seen you for a long time, did you come to take a photo or take care of a man? Sorry, have to wait a bit, I have a client now.

- I came to fuck well, and your client will wait. Moreover, this is my husband. As far as I understand, (she went inside the studio, looking at me), he is at the moment, or rather she needs more than a member, not his wife's pussy.

- Lucky you and my husband, the photographer said in surprise, while I was photographing her, I was even a little excited, I liked the ass especially.

- Insert ka this anal bitch plow, so as not to miss, said Marinka, throwing off her skirt and top and left in some shoes. Then she proudly defiled through the entire studio to me, got the cancer against me and said to my face: “Look Olenka and enjoy how I will be fought as the last damn thing!”

The next picture, which our Master received as a report, which, incidentally, made everything up, was a photo taken by the photographer with a time delay: I stand on all fours, sticking out my ass with an anal plow, and kiss my wife, who is fucked by a foreign man.

We returned home by taxi. Dear sat down next to the taxi driver and made me watch as she teased the driver with her ultra short skirt, which, as if by chance she was bullying, exposing all the charms for showing.

After returning home, his wife helped transform me again into a sexy brunette. The gentleman kindly ordered us a pizza, and this time I was supposed to “thank” the courier. I didn’t know what to say when that sassy guy appeared that last time (apparently I wanted to fuck Marinka again). “My sister said that the tip for you is paid in a special way,” I could only squeeze, dropping to my knees. The guy, without hesitation, took out his dick and put it in my mouth.

So, in just a few days, my fall occurred and I finally turned into a weak-willed whore of my Sovereign, experiencing fantastic pleasure from humiliation and submission to the Master.