Chapter 1

 

It is funny how things evolve, little thoughts that stick in your head, go into a file back in the recesses of your brain, where later a few other random thoughts land alongside that first unrelated thought, and then one day all those random thoughts seem to comingle. This alignment of thought brings a new conclusion.

That is a complex way to explain how my wife became a whore.

That is not to say I take it as a negative description. The truth is I have always found the idea of my wife doing something like that erotic, the ultimate of naughty, one step beyond slut, and I love her being a slut.

Not a slut all the time, because I love her in dozens of her other, more important roles: my devoted wife, exceptional parent and mother of my children, helpmate, soul mate, forever cheerleader for my endeavors-she is all that. She is a prize woman on my arm on any of those roles.

But beyond that, the part of our being that says human wants are insatiable-is a part of me that has always wanted her, at times, to be a complete total slut. I like to think my wife can be compartmentalized, one box for her reality everyday vanilla life, and another box that allows her, when inside that compartment, to release he inner slut and let go. It is an amazing thing to see.

In some ways that box can also be called Pandora's box.

Marcia accommodated me in that direction in dozens of ways over the years of our marriage, but she never took the step of being a whore-until now. To be fair it was not a goal I had for her. I cannot say that I ever had the specific thought or statement, "I want you to be a whore." But I admit at times I did find the idea erotic if it was approached in a classy manner.

For the purposes of this narrative perhaps I should first define "whore". A whore is a woman who fucks a man for money. This is far outside the concept of fucking for a life of stability from a husband or rewarding a boyfriend who has treated her to expensive wine and gourmet food in an upscale restaurant. Both those are considered fair trade by much of society.

No, a whore is a woman who fucks a man without an emotional attachment in exchange for money. She sells him access to her body for a time, and he is willing to pay her for the privilege. In some ways it is a win-win. Everyone leaves happy, in a perfect world. Unfortunately, it is not a perfect world.

There are moments and events that build to that big step. Few women wake up one morning and say today I'll sell my pussy to a stranger. One of the negatives associated to whoring is some women are forced into it by drug dependency, by intimidation by a pimp, or because of financial need. There is no way any rational human being could endorse that.

It has been written in several places that many of the whores of Storyville in New Orleans when it was legal there were lured to it because it was the easiest work for the most money during those rough and desperate 19^th century times. I've read that some women in the Nevada brothels do it because, in their words, "I like to fuck." Some of the workers there, in a slow time, have been heard to say, "I need a fuck." She is not saying that because of the money.

Suffice to say there are some women who have taken the step to become a prostitute, a whore, because it is something they want to try. It is not an uncommon female fantasy.

Maybe they sell themselves only to say they did it, maybe because the need the ego boost of someone paying money for them at a time when they have low self-confidence of their aging or appearance, and maybe it is because the sum of money offered is irresistible.

That is not necessarily a negative-but it is something the woman should chose to do on her own and in the instance I am referring to in this narrative, my wife Marcia did.

Choice is the vital word here, no one should ever be forced into doing anything sexually they do not want to do.

In addition to the list of things my wife is: lover, wife, mother, girlfriend, soul mate, sometimes slut, she has now added "whore" to the list.

Everything done in one's life sometimes builds to an event-and that is what happened with us. But the final step when everything came together started with an innocuous email.

 

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Looking back, I still wonder why I responded. I was checking an old email address of my wife from the past, contemplating shutting it down for lack of use when I saw there was a recent email. I did the responding.

Here is how it went:

 

Email to Deanna from Zund People Research--October 6

I am seeking assistance in locating the model who operated the "Call Me Deanna" website. This appears to be the email address-is that correct?

 

Reply to Zund People Research: Oct. 6:

Yes. Why? I can put you in touch with Ms. Duncan once I have a better understanding of details and reasons for your request.

 

Email to Deanna from Zund People Research-Oct. 8

Thank you for your response. In answer to your question, our firm is a locator service, and our client retained our services to locate Ms. Deanna Duncan, of the Call Me Deanna website circa 2004-2005. He did not specify his reason for the request, nor do we require specifics.

You may research our firm at our website: www.Zund4Upeopleresearch.com.

Per our client would you mind if he contacted you directly at this email address or phone?

 

I was surprised, because the Call Me Deanna website was taken down years ago.

 

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There is a back story.

I have always enjoyed taking photographs of Marcia. I took photography classes in college, I studied the subject, I read photography books, and as I didn't have money for professional models, I did have a beautiful model at hand. My wife. She is my favorite photography subject, a muse to my photography in many ways, far beyond landscapes and still life. I love taking photos of her.

Marcia is model beautiful. I got lucky in that. I first saw her at a young age, moved into her good graces, clung, and never let her go.

Being a typical woman Marcia has always had self-doubts about how pretty she is. I am told all pretty women do that, although I never saw the reason why.

I kept taking photos of her, and over the years with my constant cajoling she gave in to poses that were sexier, nudes, men's magazine poses, most ending in crazy sex and leaving me with fantastic photos to enjoy again and again. (I still do.) I built an extensive collection of photos of a single beautiful model, my wife Marcia.

If you have unbelievable hot photos of your wife, there is always a bragging right desire that wants to show the world what you have at home, but for a modest wife she is going to object. Some husbands post wives of their photos without their knowledge. I have never been one of those, it is more a trust thing with me, although with her approval I have a few carefully selected sexy shots of her without her face visible that she has approved for me to display, most often as a forum avatar or something similar.

About the same time, I was deep into photographing Marcia in glamour and nude poses, I discovered online glamour sites. These were sites that were not explicit but still sexy. I knew Marcia was every bit as pretty as most of them, but she didn't believe me. She said I was her husband, I had to say that.

Porn was not as dominate online then as it is today, and there were dozens of glamour sites of women posing in Sports Illustrated swimsuit type teasing poses, women topless but using hand bras, teasing thin lingerie, a rear view of a dress pulled up revealing a thong. All those shots were sexy, and exciting, and I had had similar shots of my wife that were every bit as sexy. When I proposed such a website for my wife, with the primary intention of pumping her confidence up and letting her see other men thought she was beautiful, surprisingly she agreed.

I created the site, using Deanna Duncan as her assumed name, under the name "Deanna Duncan Web Model." I posted some of my favorite shots, then more shots she and I would pick and post monthly along a theme. Marcia started getting fan mail. My plan worked better than I could have hoped, her self-confidence grew, she went to modeling school, and she was enthusiastic posing for photos for her website.

Soon we were taking photos every week, exploring different themes and places, planning trips around shoots with interesting backgrounds, daring ideas like her on a hotel room balcony showing off with the risk of being seen. Marcia became as excited to pose as I was to photographer her. It was fun.

When we would start taking shots it often was on a weekend getaway, with drinking when we started, and as the shoot progressed and the liquor made both of us more relaxed and uninhibited, the poses would become more daring and explicit, arousing desire in both of us until finished the session with camera aside, in bed, our bodies joined and moving against each other, excited and turned on by the nude posing.

Some of her fans were enjoying the poses and the model too, and would write and email, often asking for more revealing shots. I couldn't convince her to do it, but with the realization that other men wanted to see her topless, and after reviewing some fabulous topless shots of her, we posted on her site that topless shots from the shoot were available for a fee, to her fans, privately, via mail. We felt that was more discreet than going to the trouble to set up a pay portal, and my web design experience was minimal. Not a lot of money came in, but enough to compliment her that men were paying to see her body.

Marcia enjoyed the attention, and although I doubt she would openly admit it, I noticed she soon began to get excited to the idea that other men were seeing her breasts, and getting turned on.

At one time she was ranked in the top 75 web models on all three different sites that ranked them, and sometimes she placed ahead of major movie actresses and professional models. Her site had over 50,000 hits.

 

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Reply to Zund People Research October 8

This email address is fine, although we are curious to the purpose of all this?

 

Email to Deanna from Zund People Research:

We have forwarded your information to our client, as well as your request for more details. You should be hearing from him soon. He did ask if he would be speaking to Ms. Duncan or an intermediary.

 

Reply to Zund People Research October 10

Intermediary is responding for now.