Her husband was asleep, sleeping like a log like he always had. He was always like this. Sara didn’t know why, but she suddenly felt he was selfish. Even though Sara knew it wasn’t true, she didn’t why she felt like her husband only cared about himself. So, she began to touch herself, her mind immediately reminded of the man she worked with today.
Strong. Big. Gentle. Attentive. Rich. He even had a scent she liked. Her fingers touched her eager clit. It was moist. She rubbed herself.
“~oh.” Her mind thought of Edmund. His muscles. That intoxicating scent.
Her husband slept.
She rubbed herself some more, her other hand squeezed her nipples. She moaned. “~fuh. Fuah~”
Her husband slept some more.
Her face was red. It felt like her blood went to her nipples, her clit, and her head. She felt like she was steaming, in a sauna. She rubbed harder. Moaned a little louder. She wondered whether her husband would wake up.
But he didn’t.
She pressed and suddenly hit the stop. Her nether regions squirted liquid again. She felt her frustrations temporarily vanish, and she slept.
***
Edmund felt it happen.
[You’ve obtained 5 Building Points and 5 Minion Points! Your target, Sara Hudson, is now in Corruption Level 1!]
[Sara Hudson will now produce 1 Minion point per month!]
Edmund made a fist pump! Hell yeah. That was awesome.
He relooked at his own statistics again.
[Edmund Greenhat – The Rising King]
[Current Buildings Owned : Sunlight Apartments, Small Photography Studio]
[Unspent Building Points : 5]
[Unspent Minion Points : 15]
[Building points generated per month : 0]
[Minion points generated per month : 2]
There was no new building or minions he could recruit. He could build a sauna. Or an office. Or could he somehow goad this Miss Sara Hudson into more situations. He thought about it for a while, and decided he could still try to squeeze a bit more out of Sara.
Once he wasn’t making any more progress, then he would buy either the sauna or the office and see how they could be used.
***
Tuesday and Wednesday, Sara didn’t do much. She did housework, cooked, and waited for her husband to come home from work. They had a bit more money thanks to her work, but they still owed so much money that she didn’t feel comfortable spending it yet.
Then it was time for Thusday again. Work.
She walked to the nearby NTR Studio and found the minion back to work. She smiled at her. “You’re back!”
“Yes I was sick!” The minion answered. “But I’m back! Let’s get to work!”
***
The set of swimsuits this time were less modest than the ones before. The earlier set were the school-type one piece swim tees and swim shorts. These ones were still swim tees, but they had a wider neckline opening, which made them look more like T-shirts. But, because of Sara’s well-endowed chest, they perfectly accentuated her curves and assets, and granted a slight peek of her alluring cleavage.
After the first few sets of photos, Edmund paused and looked at his model. Sara noticed the slight frown, and got worried.
“Sara, I think the photos look fine and all, but I think if we wanna sell more, I think we got to pump up the sex appeal.” Edmund said it with tremendous seriousness. “Minion, can you help her get into more suggestive poses?”
“-sex appeal?” She blushed.
“Yeah.” The minion walked over, and adjusted her pose. “It means you got to look sexy, Sara! You can, you have all the assets for it!”
The minion brought a small stool over.
“Sit.”
She sat on the stood, one of her legs bent, the other was straight. The minion adjusted her posture such that she leaned forward slightly, and then one of her hands hugged her chest, as if giving her chest support. Her other hand held the stood.
“Like that! Okay, boss?” The minion asked.
“-oh.” Sara felt the pose was a little awkward,
“Good!” Edmund said, as he began to snap the photos. “You look hot, Sara!”
Edmund’s praises made her flush. A few photos later.
“Okay, let’s do next pose. Sara, remember these poses, you’ll have to repeat it for the next few sets of swimsuits too.”
“Oh!”
***
“Great! You’re looking hot.” Edmund said. “Imagine yourself as being the sexiest woman alive!”
The minion praised. “You can do it Sara! You’re so sexy!”
Sara blushed like mad, but she posed. She had to admit it felt good to have people praising her beauty. She didn’t get much recently. Her husband seemed so worried about his work that he didn’t have the mental energy left to give praises to his wife.
With each change of outfit, she was lavished with compliments and praises, and somehow, it increased her self confidence. “Good!” Edmund praised. “Flaunt your assets like you’re proud of it! You are a model!”
Sara blushed. She was always found it hard to fit into certain types of clothes. So the idea of flaunting her assets just made her squirm a little. But she already signed up to be a model! It’s all about flaunting her assets! By lunchtime, it felt like she was drunk on compliments. She felt high and giddy in a way that she couldn’t quite explain. It felt good too. The minion led her to changing room and helped her out of swimsuit.
“OH yes! Boss told me that you need to masturbate to look good. So, I left some extra toys here for you to use.” The minion said.
She turned red like a potato. “-what-“
“Boss saw you masturbating, he said.”
“He did!” Sara blushed as red as a potato. “Oh my god.”
She didn’t know how to even face him. “It’s alright. We’ve seen many girls doing dirty stuff. We’re a modelling agency. It’s normal. He’s seen a lot of girls naked too. Hell, he’s even seen me naked!” The minion laughed. She wasn’t pretty, but she was average.
“-it’s- it’s normal?” Sara asked.
“Yeah.” The minion answered as if it’s the most normal thing ever. “We’re a photography studio, you know. We’ve taken nude photos before, you know, for porn houses. Some ladies also want a nude portfolio, or a sexy portfolio for their husbands. It’s no big deal. A job at the end of the day.”
“Oh.” Sara suddenly realized why Edmund’s reaction was nonexistent.
“But we’ll do what we need, to help the models pull off the best look and produce the best photos. If you need me to help you masturbate, just let me know.” The female minion said as if it was the most normal thing in the world.
The idea of another girl helping her masturbate made her turn red. Even her ears were red.
“You’ll get used to it.”
“Really?” Sara said. She couldn’t imagine how she would get used to it.
