A perfect ligature

Kellerman was inwardly rejoicing at this supreme spectacle, but it was not over yet, he brought a comfortable footstool and motioned Marie to get on it so that he could better reach the second step of binding. Sarzi's cock was hard and this round he had simply pulled the chair closer and was surveying what was happening.

Marie was in a deep emotional state. On the one hand she was embarrassed, she even felt a little humiliated and uncomfortable, but on the other hand looking at the way the prince was watching her full of lust she was pleased, could that be the reason her nipples had hardened?

The painter took another rope and passed it over the frame of the guest canopy bed and measured up to Marie's legs. Here Kellerman gestured for her to raise her leg, and puzzled Marie did so. At that point the painter tied her leg to the rope, thus leaving Marie exposed; if she had been without underwear, one could have seen everything! Marie realised that he had not made her undress before tying her up and with a bewildered look stared at the scissors on the table where indeed the portrait painter was heading. Marie uttered a weak groan but immediately regretted it because he now had four eyes on her. The prince asked her if everything was OK and she said yes.

At that point Kellerman approached the model with the scissors and turning towards her height made an overt gesture as if to say whether he could cut. Sarzi gasped and pointed only at the top. Without being asked twice, the painter nodded to Marie who, after seeing that the prince was calm, agreed. It was the most beautiful moment for the portrait painter: with two skilful strokes of the dressmaker's scissors he opened the model's camisole, tearing the fabric with his hands. She was only a few centimetres away with her face from a firm breast, which rose and danced to the rhythm of Marie's panting breaths. Her nipples were nice and hard.

Knowing that it would be unseemly for him to stay for too long he turned his back on the model and went to sit at the easel and began to prepare the first sketches. It was going to be a good job this painting, although in his head he couldn't wait to cut off the panties as well. Who knows what a monumental pussy that beautiful woman had. The prince was ecstatic, Marie's tits went up and then down, it was a heavenly sight!

Marie Drow by Cifer.

He did not think his bodyguard was so tremendously arousing. Just the thought of seeing her completely naked was making it really difficult with only a pillow to hide his erection. Marie stared at him between embarrassed and amused. It was hard for her hanging like that to tell who was the most embarrassed or uncomfortable by the situation!

Certainly she was the most exposed, but the prince was an open book, especially with the pillow on his package. Ah what a little pervert he was. Marie hung around for a while longer until it was time for the painter to return to his studio. First, however, he released the model and allowed her to go behind the partition.

Once outside, the prince and Kellerman made an appointment for the next day. When Marie finally came out of the room Sarzi made sure she was OK. Marie replied that she was just a little anxious and thirsty, whereupon Sarzi arranged for at least two bottles of water and a ladder for the next day. Di Luigi, as always without making a fuss replied promptly that everything would be prepared as arranged.

Over the next few days Marie acclimatised to being with her breasts exposed, and in the meantime the ever-curious painter was always denuding Marie's chest with scissors, but finally the big day arrived! After being tied up again with her leg raised and having had I don't know how many camisoles broken off, after all the prince was paying for it, the painter with the scissors indicated whether he could cut off her panties.

We are coming to a climax, a very climactic point... Do you want the painter to paint it alone or do you want luck to smile on him? For example, the nobleman must leave and he has Marie at his naked mercy.... You tell me what you want:

a) he paints her alone and nothing else happens;

b) while he paints her naked the prince has to leave and Kellerman takes advantage of this;

Your choice in the comments!