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The blonde was sitting in her studio as she picked up her paints and then dipped her brushes in the painting.
But soon she became irritated again, nothing seemed right at that moment, everything was going wrong and that irritated her deeply.
The proportions of that body were far from reality and that.... It was completely frustrating for the blonde.
She heard the door being slightly opened and then she felt someone approaching her, then the lavender scent permeated her nostrils.
She gave a slight smile and went back to work on her painting, but again she was stopped by the kisses that were being spread on her collarbone.
- You know you shouldn't tease me while I'm working on my artwork, right? - The blonde said calmly as she continued to look at her painting. - I believe we have already talked about this.
- Yes, we have talked about it. But I miss my wife. - The brunette said in his ear, nibbling him lightly.
- Mateo.... Your teasing should have limits, even more so when I'm at work, we don't want this to result in punishment, do we? - He dipped the paint in red and then in orange trying to make the paint resemble his skin color.
- A punishment is all I wanted..." He said maliciously and laughed, making the blonde slightly irritated. - But there's a blonde who's so busy she can't even satisfy her wife.
Brooke turned and gave the brunette a death glare, kissed the brunette's lips and bit them lightly.
- A single kiss is all I'm going to give you right now, so be content with that! - Brooke grumbled to the brunette.
- If you don't satisfy me.... maybe I will.... - Brooke cut her off in mid-sentence before she could even say what she wanted to say.
- Maybe you'll do what, Vanjie? - She dropped the brush on her desk and brought her hand to the girl's chin and lifted it to look into her eyes. - Come on, you insolent girl!
- Maybe I will look for someone who will satisfy me.... - He replied with a smile on his face.
Brooke laughed at such behavior, and slapped the brunette hard on one of her thighs.
The slap echoed throughout the room along with the small moan that came out of the brunette's mouth, but she quickly brought her hand to her mouth and covered it.
- I hope that's enough for now.... Of course this isn't over. - The blonde says going back to trying to draw on her board,in a moment she looked at the ink and at the brunette.
An idea came to the blonde's mind and then she put herself in her place again and just directed the word to the brunette.
- Take off your clothes and shoes, just bra and panties, you know how to wait for me. - The blonde said, getting up and walking to the door.
- Should I go to our room, mami? - she said, her voice huskier than usual, and Brooke knew that at that moment some damage had been done.
- Wait for me right here, brat. - The brunette nodded, trying to disguise her smile. - Don't think you've escaped your punishment. If you do as I say, you might get a reward.
The blonde left the room and went straight to her cellar, took one of her various wines and poured it into a glass.
She drank while staring at the forest landscape that existed there, thanks to the glass windows that provided that view.
- This insolent girl is going to kill me... I must think about her punishment, but at this moment I am only thinking about her reward.
Half an hour had passed when the blonde finished her glass of wine, she had drunk only two glasses, but that didn't seem to interfere with her senses, for alcohol to have a strong effect on the girl it would have to be in great excess.
This was kind of funny when they decided to go out to a club or even to a party with friends, Vanessa was the first to get drunk and get sick and the blonde simply took care of the mess that came with Vanjie.
She walked towards the door of her studio, opening the door of the place lightly and slowly.
The blonde's eyes stopped on the brunette kneeling beside her chair where she was sitting at the moment everything had happened.
Her clothes were folded and beside her was the brunette's black all star, the only clothes on her body were her red lace bra and panties.
Brooke gave a mischievous smile when she saw that the brunette had probably planned every detail of the whole thing, since her lingerie is her favorite.
- I want you to stand up. - The brunette stood up quickly and just stood there watching and listening to the lady in front of her. - Do you agree with all the things we are going to do here?
- Yes, ma'am..." She said as she watched the blonde from top to bottom.
- Even without knowing anything that will happen? Don't you think that would be a bit of a risky choice? - teased the blonde as she approached the brunette.
The brunette sighed deeply when she felt the blonde's breath on her neck, her lips almost touching the brunette's skin.
- No... I am absolutely sure that you would never hurt me. - affirmed the brunette as she smiled, but soon closed her face when she felt the lady's hands on her waist.
- And the others? Would you let them? Would she allow herself to lie with anyone? - She left kisses on the brunette's neck and collarbone.
- Never... for I am yours... - The blonde gave a corner smile after hearing that from the brunette, and pulled her close, gluing her body to hers. - Only yours, and no one could touch my body... and if we weren't in a relationship, I would never let someone do something like that to me.
- The blonde felt the brunette roll against her belly, the brunette's body was burning. - Not so fast... Stand here until further notice.
The blonde pulled away and listened to the brunette whimpering about the lack of contact between their bodies. Brooke approached her desk and picked up her paint palette and her brushes.
- I always look for the most beautiful work.... Or even try to provide the most beautiful work, but only now do I realize that the most beautiful work has been in front of me all this time.
He walked towards the brunette as he approached her, left his paints and brushes on the floor, then quickly removed the brunette's bra.
Leaving the brunette with her caramel breasts fully exposed, her nipples stiff from the cold. The brunette watched with a curious look, but still remained obedient.
The sexual tension was blatant in that workshop, she might as well be cut by a knife.
Brooke looked at the brunette asking for permission to remove her panties,just the look Vanjie gave was enough for a proper response.
She placed the rest of the brunette's clothes with the others and removed the apron she was wearing,only continuing with the white social blouse,she rolled up the sleeves of the blouse to elbow height.
A sigh was let out by the brunette, that the sight of the blonde was making her hornier than usual.
She tied her hair into a messy bun, a few blonde strands falling in her face, but she didn't mind.
- I'm going to spray paint under your body, I need you to let me know if you feel uncomfortable or anything that doesn't agree, okay? - The blue-eyed girl said carefully.
Despite her reputation as a cold-hearted girl, Brooke was an excellent girlfriend, one who took care of her wife and was as loving as possible. In fact, who wouldn't be when you had a woman like that in front of you?
- Yes, ma'am.
- Tell me what each color means? - The blonde said as she took a blue dye in her hands.
- Turquoise I'm fine.... Purple I can hold out a little longer... Lavender stops immediately. - She repeated in order, watching the blonde nod to each of the colors she spoke in.
- That's right, darling. - He kissed the brunette's neck and then poured the paint over the brunette's breasts,a groan escaped the brunette's throat,the cold contact of the paint with her body caused a new sensation,but not a bad one.
Brooke slid the paintbrush against the gap in the brunette's breasts,spreading the paint on the brunette's body. Moans were coming out of the brunette's mouth,and although the blonde loved them at that moment,they had to be contained.
- Silence! At no time did I give her permission to scream or moan. - The mischievous smile was on the blonde's face, she was loving what was happening.
Vanjie tried to control herself, remaining silent and not moving. For a person like her that was impossible, the brunette was very agitated, but all it took was for Brooke to say stop and she would surely do it, for that matter, who would dare confront that blonde?
The blonde could easily notice the brunette's gasping breath,the funny thing was that the brunette was so excited without even receiving a touch.
Brooke went up the brush to the brunette's collarbone, but before she even began to spread the paint on the spot, she left kisses there and even a few hickeys that would surely leave marks there.
This made the brunette swallow hard... holding on not to let out a groan that would sound like a scream.
The pleasure... The lust was evident in her gaze, as her eyes were darker than usual.
- A torment, isn't it? Feeling the touch of the brush against your skin and wanting my touch. - Whispered Hytes as he stared at her, he took a step back just observing what was happening in front of him.
The half painted body enchanted her, that was a fact! But the burning desire that made Vanessa squirm, enchanted her more.
- Torment is what I feel every time I try to work and you decide to come and tease me. - A light slap was slapped across her ass. - Are you sorry for your actions?
He painted the brunette's body again, while still waiting for her response.
- Yes, ma'am... I am completely sorry for my actions. I promise never to provoke you again, please touch me ....
- Vanjie's voice sounded honeyed and always begging for the attention she so desperately craved.
But it is one thing to desire.... It's quite another to have your wish granted.
Brooke ignored her request and continued to brush every corner of the brunette's body, she smiled wickedly.
- Does the paint bother you? What sensation does it bring you? - He looked into her brown eyes.
- It makes my body shiver, and gives me a feeling I can't describe, but it doesn't bother me. - She sincerely looked at anything but the blonde, knowing that if she looked at the blonde she would lose her concentration. - The icy brush against my skin....
- He what Vanjie? - Brooke walked behind the brunette,stopping behind her body,where she squeezed the brunette's left buttock,making her let out a moan,she nibbled the brunette's ear and whispered against it. - What does he bring you?
The excitement made the brunette completely distracted,the only thing she could stay at that moment was in her not at all pure thoughts.
Dripping.... More and more,that's how the brunette found herself,her pussy getting wetter and wetter.
"What if she fucked me right here? Throw me down on one of those tables and fuck me hard and fast." Along with this thought, the brunette let out a not-so-discreet moan.
- Come on baby... tell me! The faster the words come out of your mouth, the faster we'll be done with all of this. - The blonde grabbed the brunette's waist and glued her to her body, rolling over against the brunette's body.
- Excitement... he excites me more and more. - She said shyly and let out a soft moan. - That could be because I'm too excited,or maybe....
- So...you're enjoying it, tell me your color right now!
- Turquoise, mami.
- As we can see, we can find our arousal in things we didn't even imagine. Look, you feel the arousal from the brush touching your skin....
- She wriggled from her arousal running down her thigh.
Brooke would not lie, she was so turned on by the scene that was being provided, her panties were in total disarray, for Brooke it was only supposed to be a little fun, but now she had attained excitement that had never been experienced before.
- I want you to remember every time I'm in my studio, analyzing or even preparing my paintings, to remember this day...the excitement that's in your body. - She came close to the brunette's ear. - And remember how I will fuck you later.
The blonde moaned and that made the brunette moan along with her, they couldn't stand the torture it was causing both girls.
The blonde approached a closet, grabbed a 60X90 frame, and then approached the mulatto girl.
- Are you sure you will be the muse of my works? Are you aware that everyone will one day know that this body on my canvas is yours?
- Yes,ma'am, I am absolutely sure and authorize this work to be exhibited along with the others.
The blonde approached the brunette, kissed her calmly, and then brought the painting closer to her body, positioning it in front of the height of her breasts up to her thighs and pressed it against the painting.
Making a kind of stamp, Brooke remembered studying this in college, it was a technique used by a painter named Yves Klein, it could be known as Body art or even as Anthropometry.
When he removed the painting from the brunette's body, causing her to lose contact, the brunette moaned and whimpered, that pressure gave her a delicious sensation...
Brooke looked at her painting and gave a proud smile of her work,the painting had been very beautiful, of course some details had to be fixed,but it had been very good.
She carefully left it on her desk and quickly returned to the brunette.
She pulled the brunette around the waist, bringing their bodies together, without even warning, the blonde glued her lips to hers in a kiss that sought to end all desire.
She pulled away from her because of their breathlessness, and whispered in the brunette's ear.
- Your fire burns and fires me up, but it's not time yet, I want you too, and it drives me crazy, but we have to wait. - I ran my index finger across her belly, watching her hold back a sigh. - Besides, we don't want you to continue in this state, you're not in a situation where I can fuck you. I'd dirty every corner of this house, baby.
- You're right, ma'am.
[...]
The drops of water were falling to the floor and now the brunette skin had gotten rid of every remnant of the blue paint.
The blonde made sure that the ink hadn't caused any damage to the brunette's skin, the blonde's care... she had bathed the brunette and made sure that all the ink was gone.
The brunette walked to the couple's bedroom,only covered by her white towel,right behind her came Brooke.
As she approached the closet, she was pressed against it, Brooke's body joined her own.
Vanjie was facing the wall, her body being pressed lightly against the wall. The brunette gave a mischievous smile knowing what was about to happen,Brooke's hand went up to meet the brunette's neck squeezing it lightly.
Vanjie was the prey that sought to escape from the hunter, but in the end always ended up in front of him.
She moaned and rolled against the blonde's belly, causing a tasty friction, only to be hindered by her clothing.
- Moan so I can hear! - Hytes asked as he moved his hands up to the brunette's caramel breasts, squeezing and then pinching her nipples.
And sure enough the brunette obeyed the
She didn't question the blonde's actions anymore and didn't even ask questions, she just let herself go by the sensations that the touch caused.
A touch that took her to the heavens, it was amazing how the sensation of sin compared to the heavens.
Hytes took his lips to the brunette's neck, marking it, leaving red and purple marks. Sending shivers through every part of the brunette's body.
- You are so cruel...
- Cruel, why my love? - He peeled his lips from the newly marked skin, his hands returned to the brunette's waist.
Where she made a point to slowly scratch that region, causing the brunette to give a mischievous little smile.
- Cruel to have a beautiful woman in front of him,and no..... - He glued his lips to the girl's
- It's not desire that I lack if you think so. Time and distance only elevate my desire for you more and more.
Hytes knew the brunette's body, every little detail of that mulatto skin. And with that, she also knew the brunette's weaknesses.
Brooke could have everything in her hands, if she wanted she could have a submissive Vanjie at that moment, the one who would kneel at her feet and beg her for discipline.
But at that moment this was not what they wanted, this was not a moment of submission and domination.
If Vanjie wanted she could very well reverse the positions and have the blonde at that very moment,but that wouldn't happen, since the brunette was so surrendered to another.
- Insolent girl, doesn't your touch match mine? Is that why you beg for contact? Is that why you want my body on yours? - The hand went up and stopped on the girl's chin, making her look at her mistress. - I asked you a question! And I demand that you answer it.
The blonde girl, before the brunette could answer, glued her lips to hers in a wild kiss. Their tongues waging a battle for dominance, the blonde's hands moving up and down the brunette's naked body.
When the air ran out, they both pulled away in search of it, but Brooke was soon back on Vanjie's bare neck. Marking them again.
- I need you,lady. - Whimpered the brunette, as her hands pulled at her blonde hair, making the blonde's scalp ache.
- How much do you need me,Miss? - he replied, nibbling her neck, running his lips down the brunette's collarbone.
- Hard, strong and fast. - The moans took over the brunette, gasping slightly.
Brooke was kissing every corner of the brunette's body, sometimes leaving marks, Vanjie hardly knew how much makeup she would have to apply the next morning.
When she finally stopped at the brunette's thick thighs, she kissed them and squeezed her ass. Which she loved so much, one of the things the blonde loved most about Vanjie's body.
The mulatto girl shivered at the touch, she couldn't wait for Brooke to come into contact with her intimacy. Flooded with desire, her sexual relations were always this intense.
The touch on the girl's thick thighs made her sigh,Hytes' coiling killed her.
Hytes would rather die than not be able to touch the brunette, this sounded like torture.
Why wait to die to get heaven,when you have a perfect angel at your feet?
Vanjie could feel the blonde's breath against her core and it killed her,raising her hips in hopes of getting some contact,but failing miserably.
Longing for the pleasure that could have been provided long ago, it only made her burn with excitement. For some it would be a waste of time, but there was fun to be had in the teasing.
The blonde got up quickly and went into her closet looking for something.
Vanjie just watched in silence, totally focused on the blonde. It didn't take long for the blonde to return with a rope in one hand and some candles in another.
Vanjie immediately understood what would happen, so she held out her wrists to the lady.
The taller woman soon made sure to tie the short girl's wrists, and the blonde could see that the brunette was holding back from moaning.
She, however, soon began her preparations by taking the candle and lighting it. The orange flame seemed to have some kind of attention for Vanessa, just the thought of it made her body tingle with excitement.
The candle lightly began to melt, causing the wax to slowly drip.
The blonde gave a mischievous smile and then stood in front of the submissive. She turned the candle, letting the hot wax drip off and then touch the brunette's sensitive skin.
A low moan came out of the brunette's mouth,she felt her skin tingling slightly,but it brought her excitement.
Hytes stopped with the candle a little above the girl's chest, and soon the candle began to melt again.
This time the wax dripped onto the girl's nipple,causing her to moan. That area was super sensitive,and Hytes knew that a little more would be too much for the brunette.
Vanjie threw her head back in excitement,a soft moan coming out of her mouth and pleasing the blonde more and more.
- I like how the candle burns your skin, but I still prefer the marks my lips leave. - He whispered Hytes in the brunette's ear, finishing with a bite on her lobe.
The brunette could do nothing but sigh, her eyes closed and her breathing irregular and out of breath.
The blonde was so surrendered to him that she couldn't wait to feel the warmth of his touch on her skin.
Vanessa kept her eyes closed, and then she moaned with the sensation of the wax slowly falling under her exposed collarbone.
Brooke smiled at the scene, watching the wax harden rapidly above her hickeys.
She didn't want to lose her dominant posture, but she could feel her panties getting wetter and wetter. For a moment she almost wished the brunette was free of the rope.
- To bed, now! - That was all he murmured to the brunette, blowing out the candle and placing it on a saucer.
The ropes left faint red marks on the girl's wrists, and he knew that the longer he spent with her
the more purple it would become.
With the help of the dominant the girl stood up and then was soon pushed onto the bed.
Brooke soon joined the brunette on top of her,with her knees on either side of the younger girl's body.
The blonde gently spread kisses all over the girl's bust that was increasingly sensitive to the touch.
Hytes' hand went down, lightly scratching the girl's belly until it reached the moist place she so longed to touch.
- Oh my! You're so wet for me, is this all for me? - He looked at the girl, who now kept her eyes closed.
Her wrists were bound above her head by the rope, making it impossible for her to move or act, but the deprivation of this excited her.
She shook her head in agreement, but knew that she should speak gently to the blonde and that the older girl would demand it. But her stubbornness was greater, which resulted in Vanjie ignoring the commands she was given.
- I need you to use your words, could you be polite and tell me? Be a good girl and stop being insolent?
Brooke gave her a deadly look, and the hand that was on her thigh went up to the brunette's neck, squeezing it lightly.
The brunette rolled her eyes, gasping for air and barely able to direct her thoughts. In a low whisper, but loud enough for the older woman to hear.
- Everything for you, Mami. - Voice weak and hoarse with excitement, the blonde let go of the brunette's neck and a long, deep sigh was let out by Vanjie.
- Will you be a good girl for me? - she said as she slapped her thigh, leaving her red and with the mark of her hand.
The act made her groan and then laugh, making the blonde frustrated and a little disappointed by it.
- Do you want me to be? - he said back, teasing her.
- I'd just love it if you'd stop being such a sassy girl and take my orders like a good girl.
- Or what? Are you going to beat me up?
- Maybe I will.... I can think about it later.
- Of course you will...it always results in punishment, but you want to know something? - She gave a mischievous smile and the blonde arched one of her curious eyebrows. - I love a little pain.
Then she laughed at the blonde, then only after that it was the blonde's turn to play a little when she least expected it, and the blonde penetrated a finger inside her.
- And I hate small talk, I'm a good lover of dirty talk. - Brooke smiled mischievously as she moved inside the girl.
The brunette held back a loud moan,it was cutting her throat. She wished she could grab the sheets or even touch the blonde's warm skin.
- Did I ever tell you how beautiful you look beneath me,little doll? - He added another finger, his lips running over her dark, curvy body.
Vanjie couldn't take it and groaned at the nickname, the damn doll was killing her.
- So beautiful...my perfect little doll! - Brooke bit her thigh, lightly, not hard enough to hurt her, but it could still leave a mark.
Brooke pumped her fingers inside the younger girl, taking her time with her movements just to torture her.
- Faster... please, Mistress. - Vanjie's voice was hoarse and sounded like a whimper.
- Being a good little girl? - She gave the girl a proud smile.
- Your slowness is torture.
- Don't think of her as torture, but rather as an extension of your pleasure. - With his fingers moving a little faster inside the brunette, sliding in and out of her wetter and wetter.
Her brown hair was messy and fell a little across her face, as was the sweat that ran down her body as if she had walked a naughty girl, when in fact she was only being fucked by the blonde.
The heat was in every corner of that room, but neither of them cared. The only concern was contact, skin against skin.
Brooke bit her lips in an unsuccessful attempt to hold back her moans, making it impossible to control when you had fingers rapidly moving in and out of her that gave her the pleasure.
The ropes brushed against her wrists, hurting him a little, how she would like to have her hands free now. To just run through every part of the blonde's body.
- My little doll so mine.... - Brooke kissed the hollow of her caramel breasts and then began to suck on one of them. - Don't control them, let me hear your beautiful sound, doll.
The moans now sounded loud and the neighbors would probably complain the next day.
The blonde brought her hand around the brunette's neck again, watching the air fail and get trapped. And then a smile broke out on the brunette's face.
Brooke came down kissing,leaving some marks and sometimes even pinching the brunette's skin.
He left a bite mark on each of the brunette's thighs, just to show that he owned her.
Then he attacked the brunette's pussy, licking in a straight line and then sucking her clit, playing with it.
- Mami! That feels so good! Oh fuck! - She moaned and then went back to biting her lips, only to make them bleed.
Brooke increased the precision of her fingers, going faster and harder inside the girl. Vanjie rolled her eyes and cursed softly, something Hytes noticed, but would not draw attention to now.
- When I am fucking you you are less stubborn,I think I have found the solution to your stubbornness. - The blonde giggled against the brunette's core,and it made her shiver.
The Latina pushed her hips closer to the blonde,and then she was soon back to her work.
Vanjie felt her orgasm approaching,her walls seemed to close in and that feeling came again.
- Mami! I'm going to cum! - whimpered Hytes a few seconds before coming apart on the blonde's tongue.
Hytes made sure to suck every remnant of the brunette's cum, leaving her clean.
Finally she pulled her close for a fierce and somewhat unkind kiss, which was separated by the breathlessness of both of them.
[...]
Aftercare
Vanjie was almost falling asleep in bed, while Hytes was preparing the tub for her to bathe in.
- Baby Doll, I need you to wake up. You need to bathe before you fall asleep," he stroked her long, brown hair. - I'll give you a treat if you obey.
The little brown eyes opened wide immediately, and a sweet, mischievous smile grew on the brunette's lips.
- Chocolate? - she asked, her voice hoarse from sleep.
- Sure, whatever you want, my love. - He kissed the brunette's forehead and then took her gently in his arms.
He walked to the bathroom and carefully placed her in the tub, and the girl began to play with the bubbles in the tub.
As Hytes shampooed her hair, he gently washed it.
His fingers gave a soothing massage to her scalp, which was somewhat sensitive from the pulling of her hair.
He lathered the brunette's body, noticing the now red and purple spots that had recently formed.
He made a ladle with his hands and then threw it under the soapy parts of the girls' bodies. Repeating the act until their bodies were completely free of soap.
He left the drowsy brunette playing with the bubbles, while she, in turn, removed the clothes from the room and changed the sheets.
Arranging the bed so they could both fall asleep, she put on the pillows and then looked for Vanjie's favorite blanket.
A pink blanket from some children's cartoon that Vanjie watched, something like Monster High maybe.
She went into the closet and looked for one of Vanjie's comfy pajamas, finding an adorable kitty cat pajamas.
She sorted it out along with her underwear and grabbed a pair of pajamas for herself.
She placed them on the bed and then went downstairs to prepare some food for the brunette.
[...]
When she returned to her room after taking the empty tray to the kitchen, she came across a Vanjie curled up in the covers.
The hood with the little kitty ears covering the top of her head, her hair tied up in a braid so as not to disturb her.
He kissed the sleeping girl's forehead and then decided to go bathe.
Finally, he lay down with his wife and hugged her, the girl soon laid her head on the blonde's chest and they both fell asleep.