Marie gets tied up

Kellerman received the response. Di Luigi had never seen his employer so embarrassed, but he didn’t pay much attention to it and took care of translating what the two interlocutors were saying.

Essentially, the Prince tasked the painter with a second portrait featuring the dear Marie as the model! He asked the artist what he would need for the second painting, and as soon as he had the list of items, he sent a servant to buy them. When the servant read items like hemp rope, tailor's scissors, and other things like paints and brushes, he was a bit puzzled but said nothing and hurried off to make the purchases.

Kellerman explained that he would handle positioning the model and that if His Highness wanted to assist, his help would be welcome. The two parted ways, exchanging farewells just as Marie emerged from the guest room. The Prince, all excited, told her that the preparatory sketches would begin the next day, so she should mentally prepare herself.

Marie knew that Sarzi was someone who couldn’t wait—he was like a little child in certain ways, and patience was definitely not his strongest quality. She nodded and spent the rest of the day trying not to think about how or in what way she would have to pose the next day…

Finally, the next day arrived, to Sarzi's delight, but not to Marie's!

The painter was shown into the guest room, which had been temporarily set up as the artist's studio and where Marie would pose! Marie was already in her underwear and a tank top that revealed much of her beautiful body. There was a table with ropes, scissors, and the paints that had been requested last time. Kellerman placed the canvas on the easel, which had remained there since he finished the previous painting, and motioned for Marie to position herself in front of the bed’s headboard. She stood there, aware that they didn’t speak the same language and that gestures were the only way to communicate.

The artist took a piece of rope and motioned for Marie to put her arms behind her back. Trusting that the Prince was there in the room, Marie complied. Sarzi was indeed nearby and was curious to see how the artist planned to tie her. In the previous days, Marie had shown some discomfort with the idea, but the Prince had done his best to reassure her. Kellerman wasted no time and first tied her arms behind her back tightly, but not so tight as to cut off circulation. He then passed the rope above and below her chest.

Marie, still in her tank top, wondered about the purpose of these bindings. Kellerman stood in front of her and made a gesture they had agreed on to check if she was okay. Marie simply nodded. At that, the painter completed the first part of the binding. Marie looked down at her chest, and the ropes accentuated her breasts, and something was happening to her body: her nipples were hardening! It couldn’t be possible that she was enjoying something like this.