Spoiled Desires

Cary and Nicole

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Ready?

"Can you please not move dear?" Nicole requests her subject. She had a deadline to submit her semester-end assessment, which stressed her out a lot. After painting, she still had to write a long thesis and have to look at other subjects, so she was falling behind.

It was sleep-deprived and frustrating. Nicole was cooked up in the studio for weeks, not having eaten any proper meals and surviving on caffeine, until her girlfriend decided to drop with a warm and hot meal packed. It was such good timing; Nicole needed a subject and had one.

Nicole sighs as she corrects her strokes by adding the lightest brown colour to her painting. She had already completed her assessment hours ago, but now couldn't resist doing something more, like procrastinating, to collect her thoughts.

However, her subject still moved a lot. Nicole picked up the fine brush and dipped it in a dark red colour to emphasise the delicate texture of the robes adored by her subject.

"Cary dear, can you move less-"

Nicole stopped mid-sentence and chuckled. Cary can't hear her; her hearing was blocked by the cancellation headset. It slipped from her mind.

Cary was so beautiful tied in mid-air with all the robes and silk cotton fibres, both bold red against her brown skin, her hair tied in a bun, blindfolded, gagged lost of every other sensation except the vibrator in her pussy.

Vibrator, Nicole was so grateful when she found toys in Cary's purse; her studio didn't have any, and she didn't wish for Cary's cunt to be neglected she wished it was always filled with whatever pleasure her girlfriend.

Nicole placed her brush down and strolled towards unsuspecting Cary. Removing her earpiece made her flinch at the sudden touch.

"You are moving too much have I not restrained you enough?"

Cary turned to look at her, sweat gleaming on her face, lips drooling on the gag, so sweet.

"I am almost done dear. I promise I will fuck you good after I am done. Isn't that why you carried all the stuff in your bag?"

Nicole grinned as her gaze landed on the clit ring circling the erected bud, sensitive even to air. She almost wanted to let Cary have a high after she found it in the purse, innocently placed in a different sterile box to appear non suspicious at work.

Her clit must be pulsating and warm, with all the vibration in her cunt, not able to satisfy, only hope. Nicole just wants to mouth it and tongue fuck her till she comes again and again, but she still had a deadline.

"Oh, just to be clear. I meant all my other assignments, too, not just this painting, all of it will take a week. You are not allowed to cum till then, no toys. Wait for me like a good girl. Wake up, go to your job, talk to people, play with yourself but no comming."

Nicole lazily painted Cary's neck with her fine brush, a reddish trail on the skin, a wet touch on the untouched skin.

Cary flinched and exposed her neck more which pleased Nicole. The brush went between the beautiful and deep valley between the ample breasts surrounded by the rope, presented so nicely and she flipped the brush around and probed the erected and rigid nipple, earning a reaction.

The brush kept poking the nipple and areola, which stimulate the sensitive nerves. Cary's face tightened, she must have had her orgasm, oh, it must have been blocked.

"From a paintbrush?" Nicole uttered and spanked the breast with the paint brush which made Cary flinch. "I wonder what else can make you cum. How about the broader brush, it will pleasure you more."

Cary slowly moved her head from side to side. Nicole chuckled and placed a kiss on her forehead. " It will be too much. I am sorry dear."

The brush passed the breast and left trails on the soft abdomen, which contracted at the hair of brush till it went past her navel to her shaved pubic. Cary's breath hitched. The brush was withdrawn before it reached any further, her girlfriend couldn't even thrust her hips to chase it, but she might have denied orgasm again.

"You told me how I pleasure, you like my way. This is my way. Your sweet clit deserves the denial, it deserves the torture. I would love to play with you, but I have a deadline. "

Nicole raised the vibration and slapped the throbbing and dripping cunt, which flinched as she went back to her station. She picked up the remote used as a weight to prevent flipping pages of her anatomy book and lowered Cary on a comfortable table covered with mattress and cushions.

The change was visible, as soon as Cary got a safe ground, her hips rolled and thrusted around in empty air, and she could not close her legs or even move them. Her hole fluttered more and dripping more, wetting the mattress as the vibrator fucked her good.

"Do that, and you are encouraging me to finish early," Nicole said to the listening Cary.

Nicole selected a brush and continued her work.

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