Taylor hustled her down the hall to the Model's Lounge... "Ohhhh, I thought we were going to do the shoot right now?"... It held too many memories of frustration and loss of control.

"Take your clothes off."... She went to a closet. Amber's knees felt weak. Not again, she thought. She couldn't take two days like that in a row.

"Taylor, I thought I asked nicely earlier... I really don't want you to ride me like that again."

"Don't be silly. You LOVED it!... Now get out of those clothes."... She took her blouse off, and grimaced as she bent over to untie her shoes... "Guess your little butt still hurts, huh?"

"Yeah, I soaked in some cold water, but it still stings all over from that paddle... You're not going to do that to me before the Balloon Room, are you?"... She wiggled out of the tight jeans, feeling even more nervous as she got down to her panties.

"Of course not... I've got something much more comfy for you to try out... Take those panties off... You don't wear any during a shoot."... Another dildo, she thought. She was holding something behind her back, with one leg angled out to the side, looking impatient... "Wanna try it on for size?"

"I don't suppose I have a choice... Right?"

"If that's your attitude, maybe you should just do the entire advertisement in the nude... Here."

She handed her some black clothes. Amber felt ridiculous, but very relieved... "Shorts and a halter top?"

"Yeahhhh... Did you really think I'd keep the guys waiting for us?... Now hurry up and get dressed."

"You really had me going."

"I'm glad... I'm looking forward to this weekend with you... We're going to get to know each other REAL well!... But right now you'll be doing an ad for Sportsetikit Ten... Women's sports casuals."

Amber laughed... "Bruce said it would be harmless."

"No strain at all... Instead of weights, you get balloons."

She pulled the shorts up, and realized the drink was already beginning to take effect. They fit tight and felt very good. They wear soft that they didn't even rub her butt wrong... "These are really very comfortable."

"You're the perfect sales girl... Advertising already... Let's get started... Bruce wants to be done by lunchtime."

"Sure."... She put the halter bra on.

"And you'll need to wear tennis shoes for this... You should look like a college girl in the gym."

They went down to the basement. The Balloon Room was just that... A yellow painted wall and yellow bricks, with the corner of the room filled with balloons of all colors and sizes. She was delighted. She headed over to the corner and beamed back at them, pleased to be doing an ordinary shoot, nothing exotic.

"Amber, this shouldn't take more than 2 hours, and I really hope we're done in a lot less. Pretend you're in a rest area in one of the spas, and you're in kind of a party mood. Or that it's your birthday, and you're friends had balloons delivered. You're feeling on top of the world."

"I sure am... The room looks great!"

"These sponsors aren't nearly as demanding at the cigar company. All you need to do is be yourself."

"Okay... What should I do?"

"Play around... Instead of just standing there, how about picking up a balloon?... uhhhh... You like em that big?... I don't know how we're ever going to satisfy your fantasies?"

"Don't worrry... With what I've run into already at this job, I feel like they're been stretched WAYYY beyond what they were... Might pop if they're pushed any farther... hee heee."

Richard was moving around the room, clicking pictures... "Give it a hug, doll... Let's do a size comparison."

"Compare me to THIS?... Makes me feel like a shrimp."

"How about a green emerald, that's more your size?"... Bruce tossed her a brilliant green balloon.

"Uhhh hunnnh... I could RIDE this big fella."... She put her foot on the large pink one pushed it away, and bent over to get the green one.

"STOP... Stay just like that and tease me... Hollld it... Use your face... You have such wonderful eyes and expressions... Things are ready to pop out all over. Looking down that top is getting me hard already."

"Well, maybe you should be paying more attention to..."

Taylor cut her off... "You big voyeur! Shame on you... Be professional... You can't be propositioning the models like that."... She enjoyed toying with the men, being seductive herself as she chided him. Amber wondered if she went to bed with them. It was hard to imagine her being submissive after the way she'd pounded her with the strap-on, just hours ago.

She traced her finger in a small circle on the fat end of the balloon, caresssing it before throwing it over her shoulder... Richard was so intent on her, that he didn't respond to Taylor... "Stand still, baby... VERY still... I'm gonna make an attack from the rear... Beautiful face!"... She started laughing, pulling her pants up a little more in front, framing her pubis in the black cloth.

"Maybe I'd better batten down the hatches a bit, before you try to burst my bubble... hee heee."... She tugged them tight into her crotch while he took pictures. She loved the soft feel of the cloth against her pussy, which was already beginning to yearn for something harder.

"I just gotta find out what's under those... Feel free to show me what you're guarding."

"Wanna see what I can do?"... She picked up two long balloons and rubbed them against her hips... "How'd you like to rub yours right here... I'm so full of electricity... Just look at how they respond... hee hee... They're sticking to the wall... and I can do these big boobs too... You don't behave yourself, I just might stick you to the wall!"

"Just keep it up... You tease the photography like that, and you'll find yourself hanging onto the wall for support soon."... She giggled at Taylor's threat... "I don't think she thinks I'm serious, guys... If you'd seen the way she let me ride her yesterday, I bet she wouldn't have stayed a lesbian for long... She CAME while I had her over the couch... I think she would've come nine or ten times, if we didn't set a limit on what we would allow... She's so WET! And with the size she took yesterday, I bet you'd slide inside her, nothing flat!... Maybe both of you at once!"

Listening to Taylor sobered her up a bit. She didn't like being talking about that way, and wasn't sure if she was serious about the guys. Would they ever take advantage of her like the girls had done? She wasn't sure she'd be able to get into that, as much as she enjoyed their antics and teasing. They were professional, but Bruce had made a point of telling her they were like a family, when he had her get him off yesterday. She didn't mind that... but fucking?... She wasn't sure she wanted to go THAT far!