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While my problems with Oliver would increase as a result of my altered agreement, my problems with Tanner decreased. He wouldn't be around to nag me to have a baby nor to give me one, nor to drag a security guard down to watch me pose nude. I was left wondering how much worse it would get with Oliver, giving him access to my body almost twenty-four/seven.

Before Tanner left, Shizuko delivered her last commissioned product and got paid. She threw a great party on Saturday, inviting all of my friends to attend. No boys were allowed, so Tanner didn't come, nor did anyone else's boyfriends. Cheyenne was working and Sydney was out of town. Yvonne was engaged now, but coming to the party. Her serious relationship turning into a permanent one. Everyone else from the bachelorette party was there. As they mingled, I watched each one, trying to determine if one of them was the traitor.

Tiffany saw me watching everyone and figured out what I must be wondering about my friends.

"Trying to decide who the Judas is?"

"Am I that obvious?"

"To me. I've been wondering too."

I turned to her. "I've got a bit of an issue I wanted to discuss with you. Any chance I can come to your house after the party and talk. I doubt there's anything I can do, but it would be helpful to unburden myself"

"Related to your other problems, I assume."

"Most definitely."

"Sure. You want to spend the night?"

"I'd have to discuss it with Tanner, but it would be nice. We could drink a lot and I may need it."

"Clear it with him. I'm available. Due to the party, I'm not doing anything with my boyfriend tonight."

I texted Tanner and told him I'd like to stay with Tiffany tonight if he had no objection. He said he was trying to clear up all his current workload before heading to Japan, so he could use the time for that and work late.

"He said he can use the time to get caught up with his work before he goes to Japan."

"Tanner's going to Japan?" Tiffany asked.

"That's partly why I needed to talk to you. The circumstances of his going."

"Whatever you need to talk about, I'm all ears."

Suki gave me a framed 11x14 photo of the painting, just as she did the first time. It was beautiful; everyone was exclaiming about the quality of her work.

"I could never afford to pay you $50,000," Donna said, "but if it turned out like this, I'd love you to paint me."

"Actually," Suki said, "he would like to commission another piece of art from me. A more explicit piece like the first one, but he wants the models face visible. Kind of like the one I'm currently doing for Tanner. He'd prefer the same model, but he understood she might not be available for something so explicit. But if Brooke won't do it; he's willing to consider someone else. He's offering $20,000 to the model, plus, I would paint you in whatever pose you wanted, Donna, if you were to allow me to paint you nude."

Donna turned to me. "You ready to lay it all out on the line in the name of art, or do you want me to think about baring my soul and a whole lot more? If you decide not to do it, do you have any comments, suggestions, or recommendations about posing buck naked?"

I laughed. "I don't know if I could do something more explicit, though now I'm working on my third nude portrait, I guess I'd be willing to consider it. It's gotten easier, but I never could have done the first one outside. I felt much safer inside than I do posing outside. Where I am now, if Tanner visits, he needs to be accompanied by a security guard, which means more than Suki and Tanner have seen me out there. If you decide to do it, don't do it out where I am now, especially if you want anyone to visit while you're posing. Outside also has other issues, heat, cold, bugs; none of which have been insurmountable, but if you decide to do it, I suggest inside, at Suki's. There, the only person you need worry about seeing you is Erin, and I know she doesn't bite unless you want her to." Everyone laughed. "If you wanted, Suki and I could arrange for you to come out there and personally see what it's like. You could see if it's something you could do, because the one I'm doing now is pretty explicit."

"I don't have as much free time as Brooke," Donna said. "Would that be an issue?"

"If we're doing it inside," Suki said, "I can work more in the evenings and weekends, using lights instead of sunlight. I can feed you so you wouldn't need to worry about food prep. I've got to warn both of you, though, it's not just explicit he wants."

"What does he want for this one?" I asked.

"Let's say it's bondage like. I've done a few preliminary sketches. Let me show you."

Shizuko grabbed a fairly large sketch book from her studio and started passing her sketches around. Each of them was explicit, most of them showing the female bound, spread-eagled perhaps, or with a spreader bar between her ankles, sometimes standing, others lying down; implying more than bondage would be occurring. The more was implied by other objects in the scene; some whips hanging on the wall beside her, or a dildo between her spread legs, nipple clamps on her nipples or breasts bound up in rope. Everyone was expressing their surprise when they saw them. I shivered, remembering my experiences tied down with Tanner and Oliver, the sense of helplessness, how I climaxed when I was fucked, and even whipped. I felt myself moisten. Fuck, Oliver really was turning me into some perverted version of myself.

Donna said, "No fucking way! This man still imagine himself a fucking slave owner, able to do the fuck he wants with some woman? Fuck him! I wouldn't do it if he paid me a million dollars!"

I must have gotten lost in thought, oblivious to what was going on around me.

"Brooke," Suki said, "what are you thinking?"

I handed Shizuko the two sketches I was holding and said, "No, I don't believe I could do these. They're way too explicit and the theme throws me off." I couldn't do them because I might cum constantly while I was posing.

"I know it's not everybody's thing, but I got all hot and bothered just sketching these things," Suki said, collecting the sketches from everyone. "I love this shit, and I'd pose for it in a heartbeat, if I didn't have to paint it instead."

"If you'd be willing to work from a photograph instead of needing a live model, perhaps you could both pose and paint," I pointed out.

"There's models who specialize in this sort of thing, but a lot of them are tattooed. He doesn't want a tattooed model. He wants someone projecting more innocence, like she doesn't want to be there," Suki said. "Even if I posed for it myself. I'm not sure I'd project innocence. I'd be cumming while the photo's were taken."

A few of us laughed and I wondered if they knew they'd be cumming too. Donna was still angry, but she was the one who'd expressed the most distaste for bondage when I'd received my gift bondage kit from Suki.

I wasn't sure I could project innocence anymore either. I'd started out that way several months ago, but I didn't feel so innocent anymore.

There was more chitchat at the party, Yvonne showed everyone her engagement ring and we talked a lot about her fiancé and her upcoming nuptials. The wedding was being planned for the following June.

"Who's holding the Bachelorette party?" Erin asked.

"That would be me," Taylor said, raising her hand. "Tiffany's got the best pad, but she shouldn't get stuck all the time with the planning because her place is the best."

"How about you plan it, and I'll have it at my place anyway," Tiffany said. "I don't mind."

"Any tips for me based upon your bachelorette party, Brooke?" Taylor asked.

"Yeah. No strippers, and the guest of honor keeps the remote control for any gadgets," I replied, smiling, and everyone laughed again except Maria and Tiffany. They knew the pain I'd suffered behind those words.

"Would you recommend St. Lucia for the honeymoon?" Erin asked.

"St. Lucia was lovely," I said, downing my drink. "The food and booze was great, the scenery beautiful, the activities varied. It's a wonderful spot for a honeymoon."