CG Studio had been in existence for well over a decade. It had begun publishing photo sets of nude girls on the open web back when such things were easy, if not always entirely legal. Unlike many of it's competitors, it had survived the various police purges that had almost destroyed the industry in eastern Europe and now flourished in a more covert corner of the hidden web. Literally hundreds of young girls had worked for the company over the course of it's existence, their pictures providing pleasure to men all over the world. Today, one more little beauty would be added to the site...

Emil had worked for CG for a good number of years and considered himself the lucky holder of the best job in the world. Not only did he earn far more money than he would have done snapping landscapes and portraits for pushy corporate clients, he also got to spend a large part of his working life around naked young girls. There was nothing in the world to match the feeling of watching a model enter the studio, knowing that very shortly he would be seeing them naked. And the best thing about it was that they knew it too.

On this particular day, Emil was feeling especially happy to be at work. The company's agents had come up trumps again, sourcing a new model who would be posing in front of the camera for the very first time. For obvious reasons, new models were usually particularly shy and Emil was looking forward to enjoying the girl's acute embarrassment. The mere thought of it excited him; so much so that he could already feel his cock beginning to harden when the knock came on the studio door.

He opened the door and took in the small figure in front of him.

"Hi, you must be Yana?"

She nodded her head. She was of average height for a 12 year-old but possessed a slim, lithe figure of the kind that had become increasingly rare in the modern world. Her hair was dark blonde and tied back into a single pony-tail that just reached her shoulders. Her eyes were downcast, fixed on the floor, but Emil could still see that they were the color of rich chocolate, enhanced by long eyelashes. Her shoulders were hunched slightly and she held her hands clasped together behind her back, clearly very nervous.

Emil ushered Yana into the studio, holding the door open with one hand and giving her the slightest touch on the shoulder with the other. He gave a knowing smile to the woman behind the reception desk down the corridor before closing the door and turning to look at his latest young model.

"Did Dasha look after you OK? She gives most girls a can of Coke."

"Yes," said Yana, "thank-you."

Emil let his eyes wander up and down her slender young body and a slight smile spread across his lips. "I can see she's given you some nice clothes to wear."

Yana had arrived at the studio dressed in jeans and a t-shirt but had quickly been directed into a small cubicle just off the reception area in order to change into something more suitable to show off to the world. Emil had deliberately chosen a gym theme for the fit young model, something that hadn't featured on the website for a long time. So there Yana stood, wearing a figure-hugging, black lycra crop-top that featured a small white logo, black skin-tight lycra shorts that reached only a few inches down her thighs, white sneakers and black socks that barely covered her ankles.

Emil addressed her again. "So do you know what's going to happen today then?"

Yana nodded. "Yes."

He could have left it at that but that would hardly be any fun. He enjoyed getting first-time models to think about what was about to happen, knowing that by doing so he was only adding to their accute sense of embarrassment.

"You know that you've got to take your clothes off?"

Yana knew only too well but her stomach still flipped on hearing the photographer spell it out. Her heart was beating faster than she could ever remember, her hands trembled slightly and a slight tingle spread across her groin. She nodded, slowly.

Emil directed her to a spot at the far end of the studio, in front of a white screen, illuminated by a pale yellow spotlight. He took up his position behind the tripod-mounted camera and focused in on the 12 year-old. With her still fully clothed, he directed her into some basic poses until finally she stood with her back to him, looking over her shoulder with her hands behind her head.

Emil took his eye from the viewfinder and stood up straight. "You look nervous" he said.

Yana didn't reply but her face said it all.

He looked straight at her, his eyes feasting on the black fabric stretched tight across her little body. "I'm looking forward to this. I'm going to enjoy seeing you naked."

Yana knew that she had to hold her pose but fidgeted slightly, her buttocks tightening together noticeably. She was as nervous as she had ever been but her humiliation was about to be taken to a whole new level.

The photographer retook his position, hunched over the camera. "OK. Time for your shorts to come down I'm afraid. Slowly. Come on, down they come."

Yana felt close to tears but knew she had no choice but to do as she was told. Achingly slowly she took her hands from behind her head. She then slipped her fingers inside the waist-band of her shorts. At the same time, Emil ordered her to keep looking over her shoulder; to keep her eyes fixed on the camera lens. He wanted her to be fully aware that she was being watched. Yana swallowed hard before pushing her shorts downwards.

Emil felt his cock become rock-hard inside his jeans as he watched her shorts come down, enjoying his first sight of her bare bottom, pert and smooth. He took a few shots of her in the act of taking her shorts down and then a few more with them around her ankles. Finally they were all the way off. The photographer knew that allowing her to keep her top, sneakers and socks on, far from being a kindness, would actually deepen her embarrassment, making her all the more aware that her most private parts were exposed. He ordered her to turn around.

Yana turned slowly to face the camera full-on. She revealed her shyness by trying to lift one thigh slightly so that her pussy wouldn't be in full view. This was a pose that Emil enjoyed all the more because it was spontaneous; the natural reaction of any little girl who found herself naked in front of a clothed adult man. But it wasn't long before he ordered her to stand with her legs further apart, her bald young cunt exposed to the world...

To be continued. Look out for Part 2 soon!