On Display: A Mannequin Fetish, Part 2 - Sex Stories

On Display: A Mannequin Fetish, Part 2

... was wide open. Michelle took the clothing provided to her by this unusual stranger and entered the room, grabbing the door to close behind her...then his hand gripped the edge of it, stopping her abruptly. "No," he said. "I want to watch you change." At that moment he forcefully swung open the door, grabbed a nearby chair and positioned it directly in front of the small room. In his hand he held a camera. Nervous and embarrassed by his forward and controlling behaviour, Michelle quickly undressed, unzipping her dress from behind, a similar style to the floral print, only it was dark green with white pinstripes. As the dress dropped on the floor, her body was exposed except for her bra and panties, both of which were black. She stepped out of her wedge heeled shoes, now enveloped by the dark green dress on the floor, and stepped to one side. "Good," Nathan said, snapping a couple of pictures. "Now put the clothes I bought for you on....but..." "Yes?" "Remove your bra and panties first," he said with a twisted smile. Michelle, feeling trapped, afraid, yet strangely aroused, followed his orders without hesitation. 'What is going to happen?' she kept thinking. 'Why is he taking pictures?' Carefully, Michelle unhooked the clasp at back of her bra, loosening the cups and freeing a pair of round, generous C cup breasts with plump dark pink nipples and areola. Snap, snap, snap. She bent forward slowly, letting them hang further down as she slid down her underpants as the camera ...

... continued snapping. She looked down, following the path of her panty removal with her eyes. "Michelle," Nathan said, gently. "Look at me while you're doing that." "Okay," she said, looking at him and fixing her eyes on his. He was enjoying this moment. She was his to do whatever he wanted with. Upon dropping her underwear to the floor, Michelle stepped aside, standing with only her long, curly golden blond hair to cover her bosom and her arms by her sides. Nathan approached her at this moment, now taking the camera and placing it on a shelf in the change room, he stood just inches in front of Michelle, observing her nudity. "Very beautiful," he said. "Your body is so curvy and natural, and that's what I like. You also wear clothing very well..." "Thank you," she answered, now shaking in her voice. He reached out to her long tresses of gold, caressing them, moving them aside to expose her breasts. "You have gorgeous hair," he observed. "Th-thanks," she said, feeling tingles of arousal from his touching her hair. 'What was he thinking of doing next?' she wondered. Being unsure of his next move made this whole experience both frightening and exhilarating in an unexpected way. "Too bad....," he began. "Too bad it has to go." "Wh-what?" she asked, not understanding what he meant. Did he just say that her hair has to go? "What do you mean by that?" "Come with me," he said, taking her hand in his, and walking her to through the darkened store. At first Michelle hesitated in her nudity, ...