24-10-2025, 01:00 AM
(This post was last modified: 04-11-2025, 01:48 AM by ashuezy2. Edited 4 times in total. Edited 4 times in total.)
Scene 12 [Edited]
The next morning, at the South Delhi studio.
Ananya, daring, drove herself to the studio. As she pushed open the door of the studio, her eyes immediately found Kabir. But to her surprise, he wasn't alone. Another man, tall and muscular, stood beside him.
Kabir: "Oh! Hi, Ananya, I was expecting you. Perfect timing. Please meet our upcoming male model, Milind. He's here to discuss some future projects." Oh! Hi, Ananya, main tumhara hi intezaar kar raha tha. Bilkul sahi waqt par aayi ho. Hamare aane waale male model, Milind, se milo. Yeh yahan kuch future projects discuss karne aaya hai.
Ananya’s confident stride faltered for a micro-second, a flicker of surprise in her eyes, quickly masked by her innate poise. She offered Milind a polite, curious smile.
Ananya: "Hi, Milind. A pleasure to meet you. Kabir mentioned nothing about a male model today." Hi, Milind. Tumse milkar khushi hui. Kabir ne aaj kisi male model ke baare mein kuch nahi bataya tha.
Milind, a handsome Indian man with sharp features and a powerful, athletic physique, offered a shy, almost nervous smile.
Milind: "Hi, Ananya. Yes, Kabir asked me to come in. I was just… waiting." Hi, Ananya. Haan, Kabir ne mujhe bulaya tha. Main bas… intezaar kar raha tha.
Kabir, sensing the shift in Ananya's mood, stepped forward, his voice smoothly taking charge. He kept his eyes on Ananya, an unspoken challenge in his gaze.
Kabir: "Milind is here because I felt the that we need to explore different dynamics. Ananya, the plan today is simply to get comfortable. No cameras for Milind yet. For you, we'll start with some test shots, just me and you, as planned. Milind, you can observe quietly in the corner, perhaps get some coffee for us." Milind yahan isliye hai kyunki mujhe laga ki Mauritius project ko ek alag dynamics explore karne honge. Ananya, aaj ka plan bas comfortable hona hai. Milind ke liye abhi koi camera nahi. Tumhare liye, hum kuch test shots se shuru karenge, bas main aur tum, jaisa ki plan kiya tha. Milind, tum bas chupchap corner mein observe kar sakte ho, shayad hamare liye coffee le aao.
Milind, quickly nodded and went to the coffee machine. Ananya, however, looked at Kabir.
Ananya: "Interesting. So, my solo, intimate session now has an audience. I thought we were planning on just the two of us, artist?" Dilchasp. Toh, mera solo, intimate session ab ek audience ke saath hai. Mujhe laga tha hum sirf do log the, artist?
Kabir: "My vision evolves, Ananya. The best art is often unexpected. Trust me. Now, come here." Meri vision badalti hai, Ananya. Sabse achhi kala aksar anapeक्षित hoti hai. Mujh par bharosa karo. Ab, yahan aao.
Ananya hesitated for only a second, then a slow, daring smile returned to her lips. She shed her light jacket, revealing a tight western top and stylish Jeans. She took her place in the center of the studio, the light hitting her just right. Milind stood by the coffee station, tray in hand, his gaze fixed on her.
========================PHOTOSHOOT BEGINS==========================
Kabir: (Camera raised, his voice sharp and professional) "You and me, Ananya. Bring out that hotness, the fire I saw yesterday. Don't acknowledge the camera; acknowledge your own power." CLICK! Tum aur main, Ananya. Woh hotness, woh aag jo maine kal dekhi thi, use bahar nikalo. CLICK!
Kabir: "Keep going, more sensual, less smile. Yes, feel the desire. Next pose, change the weight." CLICK! Chalu rakho, aur sensual, kam muskurahat. Haan, is desire ko mehsoos karo. Next pose. CLICK!
Kabir: "Ananya, now turn around, slow. Show me that beautiful ass of yours, the curve of the waist, the flow of your hair against your back. Great." CLICK! Ananya, ab ghumo, dheere se. Apni woh khoobsurat ass dikhao, kamar ka curve, baalon ka woh flow. Shaandaar. CLICK!
Kabir: "Now show me the front again, turn. Now unbutton the jeans. Yes, just the top button. Make it look casual, like you can't wait to take them off." CLICK! Ab saamne ka hissa dikhao, ghumo. Ab jeans ka button kholo. Haan, bas upar wala button. Ise aisa dikhao jaise tum inhein utaarne ka intezaar nahi kar sakti. CLICK!
Kabir: "Now lower the zipper, slowly, pull it down about halfway. Let me see the tension. CLICK! Amazing, very hot, Ananya." CLICK! Ab zipper neeche karo, dheere se, aadha neeche karo. Mujhe woh tension dikhao. Kamaal hai, bahut hot, Ananya. CLICK!
Kabir: "Now turn around again, yes, hold the zipper and lower that jeans. Push them down slightly. Show me that sweet bum of yours. Let the audience wonder what's underneath." CLICK! Ab phir se ghumo, haan, zipper pakdo aur woh jeans neeche karo. Unhein thoda neeche dhakelo. Apni woh pyari kamar dikhao. Darshakon ko hairan hone do ki iske neeche kya hai. CLICK!
Milind, who was still by the coffee station, stared openly. The sight of her lowering the pants, revealing the tantalizing ass crack framed by the fabric and the gold bangles on her wrists, was completely mesmerizing. His mind raced: Who is this woman? So daring with bangles? Is she newly married?
Kabir lowered his camera for a moment, his gaze intense, assessing the situation and Ananya's emotional state.
Kabir: "Ananya, tell me if you are comfortable? If you want to stop, we stop." Ananya, mujhe batao agar tum comfortable ho? Agar tum rukna chahti ho, toh hum ruk jayenge.
Ananya, her hips still slightly tilted, her zipper half-open and pants pulled low enough to tease, met Kabir’s gaze with a steady, fiery confidence that swept away any pretense of shyness.
Ananya: "Comfortable? I'm loving every second of this. I love that Milind is watching. I want to see the effect I have on your audience. Don't worry about me. Worry about getting the shot before I decide to take the rest of these clothes off." Comfortable? Main toh thrive kar rahi hoon, artist. Mujhe achha lag raha hai ki Milind dekh raha hai. Yeh performance mein ek naya josh laata hai. Main woh asar dekhna chahti hoon jo mera tumhare audience par padta hai. Meri chinta mat karo. Is baat ki chinta karo ki main yeh baaki ke kapde utaarne ka faisla karun usse pehle tum shot le lo.
The next morning, at the South Delhi studio.
Ananya, daring, drove herself to the studio. As she pushed open the door of the studio, her eyes immediately found Kabir. But to her surprise, he wasn't alone. Another man, tall and muscular, stood beside him.
Kabir: "Oh! Hi, Ananya, I was expecting you. Perfect timing. Please meet our upcoming male model, Milind. He's here to discuss some future projects." Oh! Hi, Ananya, main tumhara hi intezaar kar raha tha. Bilkul sahi waqt par aayi ho. Hamare aane waale male model, Milind, se milo. Yeh yahan kuch future projects discuss karne aaya hai.
Ananya’s confident stride faltered for a micro-second, a flicker of surprise in her eyes, quickly masked by her innate poise. She offered Milind a polite, curious smile.
Ananya: "Hi, Milind. A pleasure to meet you. Kabir mentioned nothing about a male model today." Hi, Milind. Tumse milkar khushi hui. Kabir ne aaj kisi male model ke baare mein kuch nahi bataya tha.
Milind, a handsome Indian man with sharp features and a powerful, athletic physique, offered a shy, almost nervous smile.
Milind: "Hi, Ananya. Yes, Kabir asked me to come in. I was just… waiting." Hi, Ananya. Haan, Kabir ne mujhe bulaya tha. Main bas… intezaar kar raha tha.
Kabir, sensing the shift in Ananya's mood, stepped forward, his voice smoothly taking charge. He kept his eyes on Ananya, an unspoken challenge in his gaze.
Kabir: "Milind is here because I felt the that we need to explore different dynamics. Ananya, the plan today is simply to get comfortable. No cameras for Milind yet. For you, we'll start with some test shots, just me and you, as planned. Milind, you can observe quietly in the corner, perhaps get some coffee for us." Milind yahan isliye hai kyunki mujhe laga ki Mauritius project ko ek alag dynamics explore karne honge. Ananya, aaj ka plan bas comfortable hona hai. Milind ke liye abhi koi camera nahi. Tumhare liye, hum kuch test shots se shuru karenge, bas main aur tum, jaisa ki plan kiya tha. Milind, tum bas chupchap corner mein observe kar sakte ho, shayad hamare liye coffee le aao.
Milind, quickly nodded and went to the coffee machine. Ananya, however, looked at Kabir.
Ananya: "Interesting. So, my solo, intimate session now has an audience. I thought we were planning on just the two of us, artist?" Dilchasp. Toh, mera solo, intimate session ab ek audience ke saath hai. Mujhe laga tha hum sirf do log the, artist?
Kabir: "My vision evolves, Ananya. The best art is often unexpected. Trust me. Now, come here." Meri vision badalti hai, Ananya. Sabse achhi kala aksar anapeक्षित hoti hai. Mujh par bharosa karo. Ab, yahan aao.
Ananya hesitated for only a second, then a slow, daring smile returned to her lips. She shed her light jacket, revealing a tight western top and stylish Jeans. She took her place in the center of the studio, the light hitting her just right. Milind stood by the coffee station, tray in hand, his gaze fixed on her.
========================PHOTOSHOOT BEGINS==========================
Kabir: (Camera raised, his voice sharp and professional) "You and me, Ananya. Bring out that hotness, the fire I saw yesterday. Don't acknowledge the camera; acknowledge your own power." CLICK! Tum aur main, Ananya. Woh hotness, woh aag jo maine kal dekhi thi, use bahar nikalo. CLICK!
Kabir: "Keep going, more sensual, less smile. Yes, feel the desire. Next pose, change the weight." CLICK! Chalu rakho, aur sensual, kam muskurahat. Haan, is desire ko mehsoos karo. Next pose. CLICK!
Kabir: "Ananya, now turn around, slow. Show me that beautiful ass of yours, the curve of the waist, the flow of your hair against your back. Great." CLICK! Ananya, ab ghumo, dheere se. Apni woh khoobsurat ass dikhao, kamar ka curve, baalon ka woh flow. Shaandaar. CLICK!
Kabir: "Now show me the front again, turn. Now unbutton the jeans. Yes, just the top button. Make it look casual, like you can't wait to take them off." CLICK! Ab saamne ka hissa dikhao, ghumo. Ab jeans ka button kholo. Haan, bas upar wala button. Ise aisa dikhao jaise tum inhein utaarne ka intezaar nahi kar sakti. CLICK!
Kabir: "Now lower the zipper, slowly, pull it down about halfway. Let me see the tension. CLICK! Amazing, very hot, Ananya." CLICK! Ab zipper neeche karo, dheere se, aadha neeche karo. Mujhe woh tension dikhao. Kamaal hai, bahut hot, Ananya. CLICK!
Kabir: "Now turn around again, yes, hold the zipper and lower that jeans. Push them down slightly. Show me that sweet bum of yours. Let the audience wonder what's underneath." CLICK! Ab phir se ghumo, haan, zipper pakdo aur woh jeans neeche karo. Unhein thoda neeche dhakelo. Apni woh pyari kamar dikhao. Darshakon ko hairan hone do ki iske neeche kya hai. CLICK!
Milind, who was still by the coffee station, stared openly. The sight of her lowering the pants, revealing the tantalizing ass crack framed by the fabric and the gold bangles on her wrists, was completely mesmerizing. His mind raced: Who is this woman? So daring with bangles? Is she newly married?
Kabir lowered his camera for a moment, his gaze intense, assessing the situation and Ananya's emotional state.
Kabir: "Ananya, tell me if you are comfortable? If you want to stop, we stop." Ananya, mujhe batao agar tum comfortable ho? Agar tum rukna chahti ho, toh hum ruk jayenge.
Ananya, her hips still slightly tilted, her zipper half-open and pants pulled low enough to tease, met Kabir’s gaze with a steady, fiery confidence that swept away any pretense of shyness.
Ananya: "Comfortable? I'm loving every second of this. I love that Milind is watching. I want to see the effect I have on your audience. Don't worry about me. Worry about getting the shot before I decide to take the rest of these clothes off." Comfortable? Main toh thrive kar rahi hoon, artist. Mujhe achha lag raha hai ki Milind dekh raha hai. Yeh performance mein ek naya josh laata hai. Main woh asar dekhna chahti hoon jo mera tumhare audience par padta hai. Meri chinta mat karo. Is baat ki chinta karo ki main yeh baaki ke kapde utaarne ka faisla karun usse pehle tum shot le lo.
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