Droit du Seigneur: His Lordship's Right of the First Night - Chapter 44
The large hand that naturally slipped inside her undergarments grasped her soft, swollen brxxst.
“On another canvas.”
“Ahh, hngh…”
Facing Louise, he wrapped one arm around her shoulder and leaned in closer. When his warm breath brushed her ear, her small shoulders trembled. As soon as he untied the knot running across her slender back, the undergarment that had been covering her brxxsts gently fell away.
Louise, now exposing her fair, naked upper body, hastily crossed her arms to cover her pale brxxsts.
“My lord…! If someone sees us here… ah!”
“You’re worrying needlessly. Everyone knows no one can approach when you and I are together.”
“Even so, we’re— we’re outsi… ah, hngh!”
Richard’s brush, now cold with paint, touched Louise’s sensitive peak. The pointed tip tickled the cute little nxxple, pressing against the small dimpled center, making her gasp and swallow her breath.
With a fine brush used for detailed work, he traced the outline of her areola. Louise’s naturally pale pink petals soon turned a shamefully e****c shade.
Leaving the small nxxple untouched, Richard finished the base coloring of the areola and paused to admire it as the paint dried.
He then reached out and gently grasped her small nxxple. He squeezed it firmly, from the base to the tip, then began to roll it gently between his fingertips, making the already erxct bud even harder.
“This needs a bit more emphasis.”
“Ah, hngh…”
“You seem quite excited.”
“No, no… hngh!”
Louise let out a delicate moan as he lightly twisted her hardened nxxple. Her peach-like face flushed pink. Richard painted pink petals around her prominent peak on her pale brxxst.
The delicate brush meticulously painted the sides and tip of the nxxple. Before long, two vivid pink flowers bloomed on her canvas-like skin.
“Louise, stand up.”
“Nngh… my lord…!”
“Hold here and bend over.”
He helped the half-naked Louise stand and bend over the easel. Her snow-white shoulders and slender back, with her hair tumbling down like sunlight, glimmered.
With a flick, Richard nudged the bothersome dress that had been hanging on her narrow waist, letting it fall to the floor. He quickly removed her linen petticoat, drawers, and the thin undergarment underneath.
Oh, being naked in a place like this….
Though no one was in the secluded greenhouse, its glass walls allowed plenty of natural light. The afternoon sunlight streamed in, illuminating Louise’s pearly, naked body.
Richard was confident no one would come, but if anyone passed by, they could easily see her naked through the glass. Her brxxsts were adorned with painted flowers, a humiliating sight. Louise, blushing, tried to look back, but Richard whispered firmly.
“Stay still and bend over more.”
“Ahh, hngh…”
He positioned Louise so she was leaning over the easel with her upper body. He had her bend her waist and spread her legs wider, exposing her fair bxttxcks to Richard, and revealing her intimate area below.
Recently, she had taken him inside almost every day and sometimes held him all night. The small entrance was moist and slightly reddened.
When he spread her bxttxcks to see more clearly, Louise, who was trembling with e****c tension, began to protest.
“My lord…! You said you’d teach me painting, but this is just…”
“I am teaching you.”
“Let me go….”
“I told you to relax your grip when painting.”
Richard calmly answered as he picked up a clean brush. Holding her pale b*****k with one hand, he drew the brush along her slit and up to her clxxxris. The soft bristles of the brush grazing her sensitive spot made Louise let out a faint moan.
“If you keep tensing up, I’ll have to teach you differently.”
“Hngh, ah, aanngh…”
“Gently, like this.”
“Ahh, no…!”
“Still not getting it?”
“Ahnn, my lord…”
With a few light strokes along her exposed slit, the new brush was soon completely wet without ever touching the water jar. The delicate area around her perineum was one of Louise’s weak spots. The persistent teasing with the art brush’s bristles made her lower belly tighten with tension.
When he suddenly pressed the tip of the brush against her erxct clxxxris, the surge of pleasure nearly made Louise jump out of her skin. As he continued his assault, she finally trembled, her hips shaking, and released a flood of clear liquid between her legs.
“Hngh, ahhh…!”
Richard enjoyed watching her get aroused, embarrassed, and openly immersed in pleasure in his arms. Even though their relationship was purely physical, at that moment, it felt completely like she was his woman.
When he pulled down his trousers and pressed his bulging member against her red, wet entrance, the small opening twitched as if begging for him.
As he pushed into the elastic space, it was still tight but opened up more flexibly than before, indicating how accustomed they had become to each other.