The Rainbow Effect

3, 2, 1, and ACTION! -Edited

I slipped on my heels, making sure to un twist the straps so they're easier to take off when I'm on camera. 

"Hmmmmmmmm......" Brittany mumbles. She seems like she can't decide. I don't why this so difficult for her, why would you care what you're wearing? It's not going to be on your body for long. She always made leather look sexy, I wonder if that's the style or "theme" she's going to go for. 

"So what are you wearing?" I ask.

"Maybe the hard core leather and whip and cuffs?" she says. I called it.

"I was just thinking of that, you always have had a way with leather." I say, with a little teasing in my voice.

"Good." she says. She gets her leather set, her leather bra and thong that goes with it. It was like she was captured in the leather rib cage, swallowing her body into a personal sex toy, I watch as she fixes the straps on the items, the leather wrapping around her body, her chest perfectly level and the straps hug her down her torso to her wide hips, I bite my lip, wanting her right now, but she's oblivious, putting on her long leather boots that go up to her knee that have laces up the entire front of the boot. She stands there a moment, perfecting each lace, each strap, each clip, until she was satisfied. She takes a few seconds to examine herself in the body mirror, then she picks up her leather jacket, and puts it on, carefully straightening out the sleeves. She reaches for the cuffs we had at the top of the closet, which of course was next to our whips and other sex toys we had accumulated. 

I brushed her hair for her, pulling on it lightly and kissing on her neck to tease her. I crimped her hair, each wave perfect. I slipped my hand between her legs, grabbing her thighs, which triggered her body into uncontrollable moans that made me smile. I bit on her neck, which made her moans louder and she mumbled under her breath, which was rather difficult to understand, so I pulled harder on her hair. "What was that baby girl?" I moaned into her ear, nibbling on her ear lobe. 

"Harder." She whispers, her head arched back. I pulled harder for her, watching her bite her lip, which I soon covered with mine, our mouths working in perfect sync. I pulled away, tugging on her bottom lip. She then did my hair, making soft curls at the tips of my hair. She put on some heavy black eyeliner and black eye shadow. I put on some red lipstick and some mascara. I tried to keep it simple, as I wasn't a woman of complexity. 

We walked down stairs and got the laptop. "I'm going to do mine on the laptop, and you do yours on the desktop upstairs." Brittany tells me.

"Okay. I'll text you when I'm between breaks." I say. Brittany smiles at me and winks. I smile back and head upstairs. I turn on my camera on the computer and log into the website. We had already put up our names and photos of us. I already had 23 messages of requests. I started my live feed, my heart almost jumping out of my chest. People instantly started saying stuff I should do.

The first request said for me to dance, which made me smirk. I stood up, careful to not show too much skin but enough to make the viewers crave me. I swirled around, the coat twirled around my knees. I lifted my leg up onto the chair, and bent down, the trench coat rising up and showing the bottom of my ass, I went back to my computer and the next request said to tease.

I got up and lifted up the side of my coat, and showed my hip to the camera. I took off my scarf, spinning it around and discarding it to the floor. I took off my fedora and dropped it to the ground., not caring where it landed.I un-buttoned my top buttons of my coat, making sure to show some cleavage, I then bit my lip and ran my fingers through my hair

I went back to my computer and the next request said for me to take off my coat. I stood up and slowly un-buttoned my coat. Each button un-hooked and more and more requests popped up. I slid off my coat and let it fall to my carpet, I got goosebumps up and down my body, but I moved my hands up and down my body. I leaned over when I looked at the computer to my viewers could see my cleavage.

The next one said "I have a foot fetish. Take off your shoes and lick your shoes and your feet." I was a little weirded out, but I took off my shoes and put the straps in my mouth. I slid my tongue down the heel and then I let the straps fall from my mouth. I lifted my leg up licked my feet. I swung my legs in the air while I licked my shoes. I stood up and looked at my computer once more, praying that there wouldn't be any other weird fetishes.

The next comment said to take off my bra. I slid off half but then I sent a message to the viewers for the first time. I said "You have to send another 500 bucks total." The money came rolling in. On the computer, there's this account we set up on this website so the viewers have to pay to watch and they have to pay more for something they want us to do if we tell them to. In our account on here so far, we had already made over 3,000 dollars. And that was just me. I couldn't even imagine how much Brittany has made.

I took off the rest of my langire and walked around. I bent over, shook my shoulders, twerked, and lifted my legs whenever they asked. With each request more and more money came in.

I stopped the camera when I had made 8,000 dollars. Surprisingly I only had to be on camera for an hour. People loved me.

I headed downstairs to find Brittany rubbing her pussy for the camera. I smiled, walked over to her, so the camera could see me, and went down on her. My tongue working in perfect rhythm, each movement making her moans louder, her hands pulling my hair, and her legs shaking from the pleasure. I stood up, kissed her, and walked out of  the view of the camera. Brittany stopped her camera, and came over to me.

"How much did you make?" I asked.

"Well, since that last part, I've made a total of 7, 890 bucks. How about you?" She asked me

"A little over 8,000." I said.

"So. I have something I need to tell you." Brittany says to me. I remember all of her secrets that she's told me. I think she hides to much from me sometimes. I look at her.

"What is it?" I ask, this time I'm just annoyed that I have to do this again.

"Well...."