The Art of Bondage: A Modeling Bet Gone Wrong

By Melissa Miranti

Jiao was a woman who was quite full of herself. She was convinced that she could do anything she wanted, and nobody could convince her otherwise. The only thing that would stop her was the bitter taste of failure. Her best friend, Zan, knew this about Jiao, so when Jiao assured her she could be a model, the challenge was on. Jiao would have to get a modeling job and see it through, or face shame and humiliation, the likes of which only a best friend can give. However, what Jiao doesn't know is that there are a great many people looking for a busty young woman willing to model, especially when she'll be modeling wearing rope, and nothing else.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Melissa Miranti
• Release date: Apr 18, 2019
• ISBN: 9780463977484

Melissa Miranti

About the AuthorMelissa Miranti is a bisexual Brooklyn-based erotica writer. She has been writing erotica since she was younger than she’d like to admit, but began publishing in early 2016. She lives with her wife, who generously indulges her myriad fetishes. She hopes that you enjoy her stories, and by all means, do enjoy them thoroughly. You can even commission your own story!

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The Art of Bondage

A Modeling Bet Gone Wrong

By Melissa Miranti

I swear, I could get a modeling job right fucking now if I wanted to, Jiao said, posing as if she already were one, a finger on her lip. Look at me, I’m adorable, expressive, and I love art and crap.

Zan looked at her from across the table. Jiao’s friend had paused, her fork halfway to her open mouth. She stayed frozen until Jiao put her finger down. What could you possibly be thinking? Here I am saying how the green beans are awesome and snappy, and you just start talking about being a model. Do you ever follow what’s going on?

Not always, but most of the time! Jiao said. But I am super cute, look at me!

Your cuteness is diminished by your airheadedness, Zan replied, annoyed at being interrupted from her musings about green beans. She was passionate about her food, but only when eating it. Cooking for her was how Jiao had wormed her way into Zan’s life, much like how she wormed her way into thinking that she could truly model.

Nah, that’s just extra gravy on top. I can so model anytime, Jiao said.

So do it then. Go get a modeling job. If you want to do it, do it, and give me some proof that it happened, Zan said. You’ve spent a lot of time just talking about what you could be doing with your life, without actually doing any of it.

I can so do it, Jiao said. I just have to find a modeling job. Look at me, I’m fucking hot, I can get anyone to hire me.

It was true. Jiao had had more than her share of good luck when it came to finding work. It certainly helped her case that she