The alarm woke Tess with a start at 9am. She was usually up and showered ready for breakfast at this time. It was a good job she had set the alarm or she would still be on the land of Nod.

Normally Sundays were a lazy day for her. Up and showered, then breakfast and a check of e-mails before getting down to some serious studying ready for the Halls of Learning on Monday.

Today was going to be different. She had an appointment for 10am at the studio. This didn't leave her a lot of time for her shower and breakfast.

Now that she knew where the studio was she could cycle there, rather than wait for a bus. They were kind of slow on Sundays anyway. This way she could leave the apartment at 9:45 and still be there for 10:00.

Heading for the bathroom, she switched the kettle on as she passed the kitchen. Sitting on the toilet she thought about what Brad had told her as she left yesterday. No underwear and a loose dress. She understood that, because she had gone that route when she did some nude modelling for art classes last year. Underwear leaves marks, elastic and straps. They distract from the artist's perspective, and it was probably the same for photographers.

Wiping and flushing, she quickly hopped into the shower. She decide she didn't have time to wash and dry her hair, but didn't think that would be a problem.

Coming out of the shower and drying herself off, Tess was pleased to see that she didn't have any new zits deciding to sabotage her.

Going back to her bedroom she reached into her cupboard and pulled out the long cotton dress hanging there. This will be perfect, she thought. Thick enough to keep her warm on the bike and long enough not to let anyone see she had no panties on.

Sliding it over head, she smoothed it down and went back to the full length mirror in the hall. There was no way anyone could tell she had no underwear on. The only concern she had was that her sensitive nipples were going to be subject to a certain amount of friction from the dress without the protection of a bra.

Making a quick cup of tea and popping a slice of bread in the toaster, she sat at the table waiting for it to pop. Once it was done she spread some butter on and sat down to quickly eat it whilst scrolling through her e-mails.

Looking at the clock, she finished her tea then headed to the bathroom again to wash her teeth and have another quick pee before heading out.

Popping her helmet on and wheeling her bike down the corridor and out on to the street, she was glad to see the sun was shining and it was actually quite warm already.

It didn't take Tess long to get to the studio and she was there well before 10:00. Pressing the buzzer she waited for Brad to answer and was surprised when a female voice answered " Come on up Tess." Before the voice disappeared Tess asked if it was ok to bring her bike up. The disembodied voice told her it would be ok to leave it in the entrance hall. There would be no-one else coming in to the building today, so it would be safe.

Pushing the door open and easing her bike in, Tess leant it against the wall out of the way of the door, just in case.

Heading up to the studio with her helmet in her hand she felt a little awkward.

Knocking on the door before turning the handle and walking in Tess was met by a woman of about thirty. Quite tall and buxom, dark short hair and piercing blue eyes. Hi I'm Wendy, she said offering her hand. Tess shook her hand and asked if Brad was around, as she couldn't see him anywhere in the studio.

" He's in the other room setting up the lighting and props. Do you want a coffee?" Tess thanked her but said she had just finished a cup of tea.

Looking around, Tess realized the studio wasn't really that big. More of an office really. She hadn't thought about that. The actual studio was through another door in the office at the back.

Just then that door opened and Brad came through. Glad to see you are on time Tess, he said. Come on through to the studio, and he turned and walked back through the door.

The ladies followed him and Tess got her first look at where she would be modelling. It took her back for a minute. It wasn't a huge space, but there was plenty of room for lighting and props, most of which she assumed were what was under the various covers, or drop-sheets.

" If you'd like to get changed in the room over in the corner. Wendy will help you if you need any help."

Tess thought to herself I wonder what I would need help with?

" Come on Tess, I'll give you a hand if you like ?", Wendy said taking her by the hand, and leading her over to the small changing room.

When they got in the room, Tess could see it was also a bathroom as well as some closets.

Laying on one of the chairs was an assortment of three different coloured corsets or bustier. Black, red, and cream. There was also three pairs of matching panties.

" Don't worry Tess, the panties are all brand new and the corsets are dry-cleaned."

Now she knew what she would be wearing for this session Tess couldn't help but blush furiously.

Brad yelled through from the other room he wanted to see the black one first. Wendy picked it up from the chair and held it up for Tess.

Showtime, Tess thought to herself as she grabbed the packs of panties and found the black ones. Slipping off her runners, she took the panties out of the packet and stepped in to them. Pulling them up, she found they were quite snug. "These aren't going to be hiding a lot" She thought as she tucked herself in as best she could.

Reaching for the hem of her dress, Tess pulled it up over her head and Wendy took it and handed Tess the corset. Tess had never worn a corset so she was a little unsure how it was supposed to fit. Wendy could see Tess's confusion and helped her lift it over her head and down her torso. "Hold it in the front while I cinch you up Tess." Wendy said as she went round behind Tess and quickly started tightening the laces. " Let me know if it is too tight" Wendy said as she tugged away.

When she had finished lacing Tess in, she turned her around. Tess felt like she was in a straightjacket. Wendy smiled and said " Not quite right". Tess's breasts were flattened down against her chest and were obviously uncomfortable. Before Tess realized what she was doing, Wendy slipped her hand down the front of the bodice and eased Tess's breasts up into a more comfortable position.

Wendy's soft hand cupping Tess's breasts and lifting them up one at a time, her nipples already erect from the rubbing of the lace material on them. This unexpected contact of soft warm flesh on Tess's nipples sent an immediate shockwave straight down to her groin.

Nothing in Wendy's demeanor lead Tess to think there was anything intentionally sexual in the contact, but even so, it had certainly brought an unexpected complication. Tess knew damn well she was starting to get damp down below. How the hell was she going to hide that?

" I just need a quick trip to the loo for a sec. OK?"

Going in and closing the door, Tess quietly rolled off a couple of sheets of toilet paper and pulling the tight crotch of the panties aside, dried herself as much as she could.

Brad was asking how long they were going to be, so Tess quickly flushed the toilet and washed her hand before coming out.

" Ready?" Wendy asked. Tess nodded and they made their way out to the studio where Brad was patiently waiting.

"I need you over here by the cross Tess." Brad indicated the St Andrews cross against one wall. It was one of the props which had been covered when she had first come into the room.

Tess looked at it with a bit of apprehension. She had read about them on some of the porn stories she had come across on-line, but had never actually seen one. It looked quite menacing and quickly dampened any arousal that she had felt earlier in the dressing room.

Brad handed her a mask to put on and positioned her against the cross for measurement while he looked through the lens of his camera.

Satisfied with her position, he came back with a black cloth bag and reached in, bringing out two pairs of leather cuffs. One pair for her wrists and the other for her ankles.

Tess was beginning to realize she hadn't done her homework and probably should have looked at "fetish" a lot more closely.

When Brad told her to put her arms out, she obediently held them out while he secured the cuffs on her wrists. He didn't tighten then and made sure she could slip her wrists out of them if she needed to. That relieved her a lot and she began to relax again. Meanwhile Wendy was attaching the other cuffs to Tess's ankles. Brad reminded her not to tighten them.

Lifting Tess's arms up, Brad secured the cuffs to the upper arms of the cross, while Wendy secured Tess's ankles to the bottom legs.

Tess felt extremely vulnerable secured as she was, spreadeagled, yet somehow safe behind her mask. She was trying to make sense of that when she heard Brad moving back to pick up his camera and start taking shots.

Imagining how she must look trussed up like that, she suddenly realized the with Brad stretching her arms up to secure her wrists, her breasts had moved up too and she was sure her nipples were poking over the top of the corset. She couldn't tell for sure because the mask that Brad had given her had no holes for the eyes. She suddenly realised why she had felt safe behind the mask. She couldn't see what was going on. Kind of like an ostrich I suppose, she thought.

She could hear Wendy moving the lights around and Brad snapping away and she could feel herself relaxing into the situation and was beginning to enjoy it until it suddenly dawned on her she was enjoying it too much. She didn't know if it was the thought of Wendy casually groping her breasts, the or that her nipples might be sticking out in all their erect glory. Whatever the reason, she was suddenly aware that her crotch was getting damp again.

While Brad changed lenses on his camera, Wendy leaned in and whispered. " Don't worry about it. You get to keep the panties."

Christ, was it that obvious already? Now she was mortified. Tess felt her cheeks burning.