Lunch was bento again, and the three sat down on the round table.
The female minion breached the topic. “I told her about the masturbation.”
Sara didn’t know where to hide her face. She wanted to run, and instantly wondered whether Edmund would think she’s crazy. But the minion sounded like it was the most normal thing in the world. Edmund smiled, and nodded. “It’s normal, Sara. Do what you need to do, it’s alright.”
She blushed, and said. “-I won’t do it again.”
Edmund laughed, and then leaned. “What if I want you to? We get much better photos when your skin and body glows in heat.”
Sara’s urge to hide grew again. But then Edmund lavished her with praises.
“Look at how many sales you got from this!” The laptop flashed a chart that was rocketing skywards. “The ad conversion rate and clickthrough rates for these swimsuits are so good!”
Sara stared.
Edmund looked at her seriously. “You’re really sexy, Sara, and when you glow in heat, you’re incredibly, incredibly beautiful. Your body seems to just draw people in. I want you to remember that.”
Sara felt her heartbeat race. This was like a confession! Her face turned really red. She couldn’t say a word in embarrassment.
Edmund’s hand then touched hers. “Look into my eyes, Sara. I want you to have some self confidence.”
Sara did. And it was the beginning of the end for her. Their eyes met, and Edmund worked his dark magic. She felt as if her soul was sucked into his eyes.
“Sara.” Edmund said, and she stared. Her body burned. It felt like a confession. “You’re beautiful. You’re an incredibly attractive woman. Sexy, good looking. I want you to show me that sexy side of you. The playful, naughty side. The fun side. I want to see every part of it.”
Her heart faced. She felt her body sweat. Her nether regions turned moist and wet. Her nipples turned hard. Her blood pumped through every bit of herself. His hand, which was on her hand, felt so warm. Those words made her feel like a daze.
Then he let it go.
“-I-” Sara didn’t know what to say.
She stared into his eyes, and he stared back. Her heart was pounding.
It felt like an eternity, until the moment was broken.
His minion spoke. “Yeah! You’re awesome, Sara. I think you really could be a successful model, and we’ll do everything to help you!”
Sara looked, and then came to her senses. She bowed lightly. “-thank you. I’ll- I’ll be in your care.”
The minion laughed. “Boss Edmund will take good care of you for sure!”
***
It was time to change into swimsuits again, and the minion happily helped her into it. The swimsuits were still fairly normal swim tees.
Yet, Sara remembered the words that Edmund said. The words, “I want you to show me that sexy side of you. The playful, naughty side. The fun side. I want to see every part of it.” It rang in her head.
It replayed itself. His voice repeating in her head.
And so, as she posed, she didn’t realize it, but her arched her back a bit more, pushed out her chest a little harder, squeezed against her boobs a little more.
And when Edmund praised her. “Wow! This is great stuff, Sara. You’re really good at this!”
The female minion also praised her. “Doing great, girl!”
Sara’s confidence rose.
The rest of the photoshoot went well, and then it was about time to go home. Her phone buzzed. Her husband texted that he would be late, and he’ll be eating dinner at his desk tonight until he finished this piece of work. She sighed.
Edmund walked over and praised her again. “Thanks for your hard work, Sara. You were really sexy, and the photos were great.”
She blushed. “Thanks.”
“Actually- do you want to have dinner?”
Sara paused. Her heart skipped a beat. “-dinner? just me?”
“Yeah. I’ll take you somewhere nice. I bet you’ve never been there before.”
“Let me just- let me just check with my husband, alright?” She immediately texted her husband, that she’ll be having dinner with her boss and her female colleague. She wasn’t sure why she added the minion’s name in, but she did. Her husband replied okay almost instantly.
She nodded.
“Ah. I think you’ll need to wear something else. It’s quite a nice place- Come with me.”
The minion waved and walked out. It was just the two of them left. The studio was fairly small, but there was a store at the back, with old clothes and other old dresses and outfits.
“So we’re a photography studio, and you know, we have all these materials. You know, wedding gowns, dinner gowns, for photographs. So I think here!” Edmund adjusted the racks. It was a fairly tight space, and then there was a rack of dresses.
Sara stared. “Wow. Do- do we have time, actually?”
“We do. It’s only 5, and dinner’s at 6.30. We got time.” Edmund flipped through them. “Man, some of these are broken. I think- let’s try this one. I think this one matches your measurements.”
He picked out maroon dinner cocktail dress with a heart shaped cleavage. Sara held the gown’s hanger and touched the gown. “Woah.”
Edmund and Sara went back to the dressing room. “Alright. You’ll need to take off your bra because the dress comes with a built-in breast support”
Sara nodded, and Edmund walked out. She undressed herself, and then when she wore the gown, she suddenly couldn’t believe herself. She stared in the mirror. The dress was a sleeveless knee-length maroon skirt that accentuated her breasts, and she felt like she was looking at a different version of herself.
She didn’t remember herself looking like this in a long time.
“-it’s been so long since I wore a nice dress.” She said, as her fingers touched the mirror. Edmund was outside, and knocked on the door.
“Are you done?”
“Yeah.” Sara said, and Edmund walked in with a brown jacket.
He smiled at her. “You look absolutely breathtaking, Sara. I’m absolutely thrilled to have dinner with you tonight.”
She blushed as her heart pounded. She looked away. Edmund walked close, and then.
“Your dress is a little off. May I?”
She nodded. She felt his hand touched her exposed back, and adjusted it slightly. She blushed.
“You need a necklace, and also a pair of fitting shoes.”
Edmund walked out, and somehow returned with a pair of plain maroon platform shoes.
“Sit. Let me help you try these on.”
Sara’s heart pounded like mad. She never felt so pampered and cared for in ages. She sat on the stool, and Edmund knelt in front of her, and helped her put the shoes on. It didn’t fit.
“Hmm. Wrong size. A little too big. Let me change it.”
Edmund returned a second later with the same maroon platform shoes, and this time it fit perfectly. Sara felt his big hands touch her ankle and her leg, and she felt her mind go crazy.
“Good. Now, a necklace.” Edmund walked over to one of the dressing cabinets, and took out a long silver necklace with a teardrop shaped red ruby.
Before she could oppose, Edmund explained.
“These are fakes. We don’t have real jewelry here in our studio.” He laughed. “But no one’s going to talk about whether they are real or not at a dinner.” Relieved, Edmund walked behind her and helped her put the necklace on. It felt so intimate, that Sara’s fingers trembled in excitement.
It looked great. The necklace was long, and the teardrop shaped fake ruby was perfectly on her cleavage.
“Fantastic! Let’s go get dinner now.”
