Clarice had always been somewhat of a showy type of girl. She loved attention and looking pretty - perhaps a little too much. One night, her vanity dug her a sizable hole. A photographer lured her in with the promise of a glamorous photo shoot. He indeed gave her that, but then suggested that she might get noticed even more if she did something out of the ordinary. "Bondage and gagging is big right now in the modeling industry," he told her. He stated this in a very mattter-of-fact and "professional" way, holding back a devilish smile. Clarise was quick to dive right into it, and there in t...

Clarice had always been somewhat of a showy type of girl. She loved attention and looking pretty - perhaps a little too much. One night, her vanity dug her a sizable hole. A photographer lured her in with the promise of a glamorous photo shoot. He indeed gave her that, but then suggested that she might get noticed even more if she did something out of the ordinary. "Bondage and gagging is big right now in the modeling industry," he told her. He stated this in a very mattter-of-fact and "professional" way, holding back a devilish smile. Clarise was quick to dive right into it, and there in the studio she became more of a captive than a model. The bright light of the room dimmed to dubious red, and Clarise knew she'd made a mistake. This was not the attention she bargained for.