The Training of Camille - Session 2

The session was over, but I was not. Camille resurrected, relieved that it was over, only to hear me ask if she could hold on for a bit more. She was not dissappointed, in fact she wanted to try more. "I'm too dressed" she said. "Maybe you should uncovered me a little more. Make it more sexy". I couldn't be happier.

I put the blindfold back over her beautiful, expressive eyes, - why? I don't know. ... well I do. That's how it's going to be in the film. So, I covered her eyes and ripped a piece of the white rag that was covering her to expose more of her belly, her bra, the blood marks. One look through the lens and yes, she looked a lot sexier. Here we go again, I thought and went looking for the rod.

There was something in Camille's voice that called my attention. Her tone of voice, the way she spoke to me, as if we were in very intimate terms. I felt like we were but I never thought that she would feel the same. All questions I had before the session suddenly were erased. I knew that we were going to make love and soon. Maybe not that night ... but soon.