The Studio Model

“Perfect. Hold right there,” the man in front of me rasped, his breathing heavy.

I sat in the art studio with sheer fabric barely covering me, my legs spread wide as my chest heaved with every breath.

男人走到我面前... Wait, let me ensure full English translation:

He stepped closer, his hands guiding my body. “Relax. Just stay like this.”

His palms slid restlessly across the bare skin of my back.

I obediently followed his lead, parting my legs even wider without realizing it...

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Bored during su