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The Bondage Gallery

Date: 2/5/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Bondage and restriction, Hardcore, Spanking, Author: CandyXLove, Rating: 90.7, Source: sexstories.com

they'll get over it. Can I get you a drink this time?" "I'm fine thanks," she replied. "You know, you're the first person who's ever gotten me to reconsider artwork that I've rejected." "What changed your mind? My persistence? My handsomeness? Or do you just like me?" Elizabeth held in her smile. "I looked at your photographs more carefully, with a more open mind. You were able to capture something rare in those pictures. There was a vulnerability to those women. They really opened up to you." "Other photographers don't have my ability," he replied. "And what ability is that?" "The ability to give women powerful orgasms." "I noticed that in the pictures," she replied uncomfortably. "Obviously I won't be displaying those images in my art gallery." "Which is understandable. Not all of my work is suited for the general public." "Have you ever considered making a website so you could sell all of your photographs? I'm sure you'll find an audience for your work." "I'm not very good with computers," Frank stated. "I prefer human interaction. I also don't have the time or patience to run a website. I just want my pictures seen by as many people as possible. If I made a website, no one would visit. But if they were in your busy gallery, then my goal is accomplished." "A lot of artists feel that way. But like I said, I can only display some of your work, not the provocative ones." "I understand. It's a bit hypocritical that you would proudly display nude portraits throughout your ... gallery, but you won't display images of women in pleasure." Elizabeth raised an eyebrow. "No offense, but it's the year 2015, and hitting women is no longer fashionable." "Tell that to the women in my photographs." "What's that supposed to mean?" she asked. "It means you don't have a clue what you're talking about. Have you considered that the women in the photos enjoy what I do to them?" "You seem like a successful guy. Women will enjoy anything if you pay them enough." "You think I pay them?" "Most models expect to get paid." Frank quickly turned around and opened a drawer to get a large photo album. It was a different album than before. He placed the album on the table, nearly slamming it, and sifted through random pages. "Do you think these are fake?" he asked. "Do you think I paid these women to fake these expressions on their faces?" "No," she admitted, looking at the pictures. "Let me ask you, when was the last time you had an orgasm like these women? Has a man ever made you cum like this? Have you ever made yourself cum like this when you're touching yourself late at night?" "That's none of your fucking business." she shot back. "I think you're just another big city feminist who's so obsessed with her career that she forgot to handle what's between her legs." "You're full of shit." "Am I? You're obviously here for a reason." "I thought we could do business together," she replied. "I guess I was wrong. Have a good night Frank." "Wait," he said in a commanding tone. "Don't ...