Full Name: Abigail Cooper
Age: Around 18 to 20. Depends on plot.
Place of Birth: New York.
Currently living in: wherever the plot requires.
Species/Race: Human usually but depends on thread.
Occupation: Aspiring Actress.
Sexual Orientation: Pansexual.
Relationship Status: Depends on verse.
Kinks: Rough sex, toys, anal play, DP, oral (Deep-throat), public sex, multiple partners, forced sex, bondage, degradation, daddy kink, choking, breeding.
Abigail was only 15 when she ran from home, not able to stand another day with her father. Yet ever since she was looking for someone to fill the void, or in her case, several someones. She’s quirky and naturally submissive, knows what she wants in life. She’s aspiring to become an actress and will do anything for it, which often lands her on the wrong kind of casting couches.
Wanting things you couldn’t have, the story of Abi’s life really but she didn’t mind. The young girl was determined to make something of herself and step one had been taken a little while ago, which was leaving her parents home. At last she felt free to do as she wanted and not what they wanted. The only thing that still lacked was a job. As she loved being on stage, she had enrolled at a casting agency and went to any casting call she could get.
It was sad that it never really lead to anything and soon she saw the end of her money. Abi was getting desperate, the room she rented she couldn’t afford anymore and she was a day away from being kicked out. Reading through the newspaper she saw an advert for a photoshoot, not bothering to read the rest of it after having seen the amount of pay offered, she picked up her phone and made the call. The man on the other side of the line sounded friendly enough and an appointment had been made for the afternoon.
Dressed in a little black dress, heels and her hair up in a ponytail, she made her way to the address that had been giving. Some apartment building just outside of town. With her bag clutched against her she rang the doorbell, a smile on her face when it opened. “Hello! I’m Abigail, I’m here for the photoshoot?” She said to the man that answered the door. “Abigail, welcome, please come in, I’m James.” The man said and shook her hand firmly, letting her enter. His eyes approvingly scanned over.
The man lead the way to one of the rooms in the back and let her enter first. “Let’s just get started shall we? You can leave your clothes over there.” He pointed to a chair. Abi looked at him confused. “I don’t understand, why do my clothes need to be off?” She asked hesitantly. “Like I said in the advert, we’re doing a photoshoot on bondage. So you’ll be tied up and photographed, clothes will have to be off for that.” James said wondering if she’d even bothered reading it. Abi nodded, swallowing the lump in her throat. “Right, yes, of course.”
This was definitely not what she expected but she was desperate for the money right now. She pulled the front zipper all the way down of her dress and let it slide from her shoulders. Her lace bra and panties followed. “You can keep the heels on and get on the bed on your knees.” James said while he get the camera’s ready and angled. The girl was petite and perfect for the shoot he had in mind, but not just for the pictures. Once she was sitting on her knees on the bed, he approached her. “Put your hands behind your back, darling.”
Darling, a strange word in this setting but Abi did as told, filing the first ropes slide around her elbows, feeling the pull that tied them together, causing her to have to push her chest out. “Do I get a safe word?” She asked politely. “Sure, let’s go with a traffic light red.” James said. “Red is fine.” Abi agreed, her arms being tied from her elbows to her wrists. At least it didn’t feel too bad, letting tie a harness around her body, looking down as it slowly formed, thinking it actually looked good. Next he slid ropes around her legs, tying them so she couldn’t stretch her legs anymore.
James moved away from her, to take several pictures. “Look at the camera, like it’s your boyfriend. You got a boyfriend?” James asked while he watched her through the camera. Abi giggled and shook her head. “No, I’m still quite new here, but I can imagine.” Another giggle sounded before giving the camera a sultry look and biting her bottom lip. “Perfect, such a talent!” James called out with a smile, trying to sound as sincere as possible. “Turn around and let yourself fall forward and on your knees, so I can capture that perfect ass.”
Abi wriggled slowly to get around which wasn’t easy with the ties and let her fall face forward onto the sheets. It was strange exposing herself like this, giving the camera a full view of her ass and pussy. James made a few pictures wit the camera behind her and the one on the side before approaching her. “It’s missing something.” He said, walking away to grab her panties and a roll of tape. He moved back to her. “Put this in your mouth.” James pushed the cloth into her mouth and once it was fully in, he used the roll of tape to wrap around her head to she couldn’t spit it out, nor could she speak. Abi wondered what he was up to not realizing fully yet that she couldn’t say any safe word as he took his belt off out of Abi’s view. “Just stay like that.” James said as he held his belt and raised it to strike across her ass. Abi screamed out at the sudden burst of pain but it only sounded muffled. “Hmmm Hmmmm!” Nothing more came out when she tried to say red. Another strike followed, James watching a welt forming as she tried to wriggle away.
He took a few more pictures while she was trying to get out of the ties, tears falling over her cheeks. James put the belt away. “You were made for the camera my dear.” He mused, smiling as he used his flat hand instead to spank her reddened ass. The mumbles of Abi continued, but when it turned to spanks she caught herself feeling aroused and fighting it, she didn’t want to feel turned on by this and just squirm away. Something with James noticed as he saw the glistening of wetness start to appear between her folds. “Looks like I haven’t just found a model but also a little painslut.” James mused as he let his fingers slide between her folds and forced two digits inside, fucking her hard and fast with them. Abi’s eyes rolled back, moaning against the tape around her head and in front of her mouth. “ We could use someone like you around. Be a good girl and I might help you make your dreams come true.” He said while adding a third finger which made her squeal against the tape.
James rubbed his thumb against her clit as a fourth digit stretched her quite painfully, making pain and pleasure start to mix. Abi moaned out, fighting the ties as she could feel her orgasm build inside. James could feel the clenching start around his fingers, his free hand moved to her face, taking hold of her nose while he forcefully fingerfucked her. Abi near panicked, unable to breathe now due to the tape and him holding her nose closed, she writes and convulsed on the bed to try and get away from his hold feeling her orgasm rip right through her, her eyes rolling back again due to the lack of air and the onslaught on her body, seeing stars when he let go of her nose, heavily breathing to catch her breath.
Though she wasn’t a virgin, she had never cum this strongly before, that much was for sure. James continued to fuck her, slowly pushing his thumb in as well to which she squealed, never having felt this full. He could push all his fingers in until the last knuckle of his thumb. “Good girl, now push back and take it in yourself.” He mused to which Abi shook her head, she couldn’t take anymore or so she thought. “Then I’ll just have to do it myself.” James smirked, forcing the last knuckle inside, painfully stretching her and his hand slid inside. Abi froze for a moment, her body trembling when he entered her fully, the scream she let out turning to a moan behind the tape when his hand turned into a fist inside her warm cunt. She felt more slaps being given to her ass while he fucked her with his fist. “You’re gonna be good to me, aren’t you?”
James reached up and removed the tape along with the panties from her mouth. Abi coughed and let a moan out, pushing back against his movements. “Y-yes…” She moaned the word out. “Call me Sir.” James said. To which Abi instantly corrected herself. “Yes, Sir.” He knew the girl would need to be trained and worked on but she’d fit in perfectly as the house slut.
“I have an offer for you.” James said as he pounded his fist in and out of her some more. “You can have your very own apartment here, no pay needed and in fact if you behave well enough, we’ll pay you. In exchange you’ll do anything we tell you to, whenever we want something. Your body belongs to the house. Deal?” James said, giving a harsh slap to her clit with his free hand. “Oh fuck! Yes…” Abi said, so caught up in everything shew was feeling that she wasn’t even sure what she had just agreed to, but a roof over her head sounded good enough to her.