Sometimes the Anticipation Is Too Much

 Today, Halloween, of course, is a kind of a day off here at Studio M.  We've got a couple of photo shoots this morning but most of the models are having a three day weekend.  The office, which includes me (Dana), is open with some taking a vacation day.  So it's a catch-up paperwork day for me and others, at least until 2:00 when we're closing to get ready for our Halloween party.  I can't wait to see what some of these ladies wear, especially Marti.

So anyway, this post is photos of anticipation of Marti's nipples.  I had to lead with this one on top because it's me with her left breast and nipple.  I'm very visually stimulated and there's nothing more stimulating to me than Marti's tits.  Here's a few more "anticipatory" photos with some of the rest of us about to enjoy Marti's treasures:

But then sometimes you just have to suck the hell out of them:

Happy Halloween everyone!

Oh, and yes, a few of the ladies are spending the morning hoping to get The Ladies of M blog up and running.  I don't think they'll make their deadline of tomorrow, but we'll see.

Dana

(I should mention that these photos were previously posted here.)

Just WOW!

 Hi - it's Dana again with a followup to my last "Dana's Play" post and a photo of Marti and I which I'll explain below.  The management board of our Agency - this is the corporate officers and is also known as the Lead Team - had OK'd the first 6 episodes as kind of a test run - a pilot if you will.  Normally anything that Marti and Maria do doesn't require Lead Team approval to publish, but since I was the director they wanted to see some examples before agreeing to finance more episodes.  Look at it this way: every hour of Marti's time spent on something other than proven video and photo winners is risky as every hour of Marti's time is worth a pound of gold to the Agency.  They know they can put Marti in a small studio setting with Maria filming and a half dozen huge-cock studs fucking Marti and print money for themselves (and Marti and Maria).  (OK, and a bit of Daphne's time for makeup and outfits and staging - and a crew to clean up Marti's milk and spew afterwards.  No cum mess though: Marti cleans that up orally!)  By filming after hours we're not taking Marti's time away from other performances, but still - you understand.

Well, after reviewing the videos Maria sent of "Dana's Play" we finally heard from the Lead Team with an enthusiastic approval and a huge chunk of investment to make an additional 50 videos with an option for more afterward.  I am so excited!  This is kinda my baby, though of course Marti's body is the real star.  They even asked for the videos to be expanded from one hour each to two, most of the second hour being video of the audience of men - 25 or so of them! - fucking Marti under my direction.  Of course that means getting permission from the guys - most of whom have or will accept since Maria and I will show mostly cocks and not faces.  That means the guys get paid which increases the cost of the filming substantially, but it's the Agency's money and I am surely going to enjoy it!  So will Marti!

A bit about this photo: we were filming "Dana's Play" before the live male audience when suddenly Maria stopped and cursed in Italian.  When I asked what was wrong she replied "That fucking arm!"  which meant Marti had let her right arm get between her right tit and the camera.  I called Daphne up on stage who pulled Marti's arms back behind her, arching Marti's back, as I started yelling (acting yelling, not real yelling of course) and cursing at her calling her things like "stupid fucking bitch" and telling her she didn't matter at all, that she was a "cum dump whore" and no one cared what she thought or felt, that she was a body and nothing more.  This photo was taken as I was cursing her.  (You know it's all play, right?  There's no one on this planet that I respect more than Marti and, along with Gail, no one I love more.)

Life is moving and changing so fast around us all and there's so much to write about but I want to go ahead and publish this post, especially since we didn't publish one yesterday.  But first let me tell you what may be obvious to you from the picture: after 6 weeks of no measurable breast growth Marti's tits are growing again, and rapidly.  Look how much bigger that right tit is than my face!  Or how big that nipple is compared to my mouth an nose - and it isn't even fully erect yet.  Zin, Michelle, and, of course, Marti have sparked an even greater urgent need for sex with all of us and I believe it's that almost continuous and overwhelming rush of hormones that's fueling Marti's growth.  Yes, we're all a bit worried about her back holding out, but she's exercising vigorously twice a day and says she has no pain.  And, lord, that exercise is paying off!  Doesn't she look fit!?  And I think she has this built-in feedback loop: as her tits get bigger she gets more sexually excited which in turn makes her tits get bigger. Also, if you can peel your eyes away from those magnificent tits for a moment, check out the curve of her big ass.  Just WOW!

More from us about all the changes coming soon. . .

"Dana's Play"

 Hey, it's Dana.  I recently convinced our Agency's management and Maria - as Marti's agent and ad hoc studio manager - to allow me to produce MY own video series.  I emphasized the word "MY" for a purpose; I have complete control over everything in production (though I do trust and accept Maria's filming and lighting expertise), but the main thing I have control over is Marti and her body.  Essentially I consider this my chance to indulge and explore my strongly dominate tendencies.  It's important that my dominance over Marti in this is complete and total and that and I started with that from the very beginning: I discussed the idea with and got approval from Maria, Michelle and Roxy to do this and never consulted Marti herself.  We all knew Marti would love the idea of this and jump excitedly into it, but her having no real choice made her submissiveness just that more complete.  And I have always found the huge differences between Marti's body and mine to be extraordinarily sexy and I use it.  That, of course, is my skinny little body and red hair behind Marti and her huge tits.

These videos are what Marti would call "flicks" in that there is no plot - just me dominating Marti - though each filming has a theme or maybe I should say focus.  For instance, Michelle took the picture above during a cut in filming as Maria and I discussed some aspect of the action.  This particular film focused on the size of Marti's tits but I forbade her to get those fabulous nipple hardons until near the end: this was strictly about the size of her tits, sometimes in comparison to mine.

Marti is not allowed to speak; she is not allowed to express an opinion; moaning is allowed, even encouraged.  These films are about me and Marti's body, nothing about Marti herself.  Her only job is to show her body to the cameras and to me as Maria and I dictate.  We don't talk to her; we talk to her body indirectly.  "Those huge tits should be hanging and those fucking arms are in the way."  That kind of instruction.  A flick lasts an hour and usually takes around 2.5 to 3 hours to make.

We film these flicks - we call the series "Dana's Play" - in the large studio in our building.  That particular setting has a stage and stadium seating for up to about 60 people.  We film "Dana's Play" before a live audience - all male and all by invitation only, usually around 25 guys.  I hand pick the audience from porn studs, vendors, and WFMC members and I invite guys I know are naturally dominate and rough in their sex; it also helps if they are guys that routinely save their cum for Marti.  After filming is complete, they are all invited to fuck the hell out of Marti and feed her their cum, either straight from the cock or from the jars of stuff they've brought, but under my management or the gang bang.  It's the final way for me to exert my dominate side.

Marti is not allowed to talk about "Dana's Play" at all, not even when we're all alone at home.  It is mine and mine alone and what's in her head about it doesn't matter.

Sounds a bit cruel, I know, but that's dominating sex and that's what's hidden inside me - most of the time.  And though Marti isn't allowed to say anything or to express anything about it I can tell in her happy attitude afterward or when some of the other of us talk about it that she is loving every fucking minute of it!

How Dana and I Began

 That's my (Marti's) big left tit and fat nipple; that's the beautiful Dana holding it and studying it.  It's her way; she's probably stimulated more through her visual senses than any of the rest of us - and I love it.  If you were to ask the 14 ladies in our little sex community who was the most beautiful of the 14 of us, 13 - including me - would say it was Dana.  Only Dana herself would disagree; she would probably say it was Michelle.  Of course, 13 of us would also probably agree that Michelle is the second most beautiful with Michelle casting the other vote for Maria.

But back to Dana.  The two of us have been intimate for maybe around 8 years now; the three ladies that came (nice use of that word! 😊) before her as my sexual partners were Lacy first, then Gina, then Michelle.  It may have been 8 years, but the memory of that first evening is so clear to me and would rate as one of the twenty sexiest moments of my life.  That was the time when by breasts were really starting to grow and I was having back problems. My physician, Emerson (may he rest in peace), sent me to Dana who is a physical therapist specializing in women's issues.  I was her last patient of the day and I remember when she walked into the room.  God, she was (and is) beautiful, all 6'1" slender, leggy, red-haired wonder of her.  The visit seemed normal at first until, early on, she wanted to measure my breasts to make sure I was wearing correct bras.  (I did wear bras some back then, probably around 36H or 36I.)  The second I took off my blouse and then my bra, my nipples hard because of her beauty, Dana changed.  I could see confusion in her eyes, doubt, and lust.  You must understand that Dana's personality is usually professional, direct, maybe even a little stern, and logical.  That moment when my bra came off, she was struggling between who she was a supposed to be - a professional therapist - and who she wanted to be - the lover of my body and especially my tits.  She stared far too long for me not to know.  I stuck my chest out, silently inviting her to do what her lust wanted her to do.  She hesitated.  I whispered something like "They want you, too," and tried to pull her beautiful head to my breasts.  She resisted, for a little while.  Then I heard her say to herself "Fuck it, they're perfect!" and she lost control.  I've never seen her lose control again in these last 8 years, but for that one time, she did.

I had never been treated so rough by a woman before - or since.  Well, I was treated rough because I am attached to my tits.  She was all about my tits, too.  There was an anger in her - and anger that she had gone so long in her life (she was in her 30's) without having what she wanted and was now getting: huge sensitive tits with big nipples.  She was angry with herself for failing her professionalism.  Yet she was also thrilled to be doing what she was doing.  It wasn't necessary that I was there; it was between her and my tits.

I was pushed and knocked about her office by my tits.  Things on the desk broke.  There was a dessing curtain that got pulled down as I tried to keep myself from falling.  My tits were squeezed, bitten, slapped, choked - anything you could think of doing to tits.  Yes, some of it was painful but not unbearable.  It was a new experience for me and kept putting my chest out to her, not wanting her to stop.  I wanted this experience and I'll never forget it and it will always be a hot memory for me, even if my tits were sore for days afterward.

We became a thing that evening once she got the anger out of her.  She's been the most gentle of lovers since, although the intensity is still there.  It was one day, one time.  Within a year, we were talking about getting married.  I eventually called the marriage off.  I'm not sure why I did and I sometimes regret it.  But, then, I wouldn't have had Roxy nor would Dana have Gail.  It all worked out for Dana and I still spend time alone together - wonderful time.

But I'll save that for another post.

Marti (OYO)