Fran & Penelo Story 3 - Keeping Secrets

Fran & Penelo: Story 3 – Keeping Secrets (Part 5)



*WARNINGS: This story, just like the first one, IS FOR 18+ ONLY! If you don't like adult situations, don't read any further!! This chapter will contain BONDAGE, NUDITY and will involve a lot of girl/girl fun...*



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“Penelo, that was absolutely wondrous…” Fran sighed, leaning back in her chair. She tossed her napkin on the table and rested her hand lazily on her stomach.



“So you’ve said,” Penelo giggled, carrying the last of their plates into the kitchen. “About seventeen times tonight, Mistress…” she added with a teasing wink.



“I don’t think I’ve eaten so well since… Well, since you made our last dinner,” Fran chuckled, looking up at her lingerie-clad lover. Through the cut-away wall between the living room and kitchen, she watched Penelo walk over behind their two basin sink. She set the last of their dishes down and started to rinse them off, bouncing back and forth a little while singing a quiet tune as she worked.



The sight alone of the adorable girl brought a bright smile to Fran’s lips and a blush to her cheeks. The black lace of Penelo’s lingerie had been hidden behind an apron that hung from her neck, but the Viera found herself wanting to run into the kitchen and remove it before carrying her off to their bed. Thinking back to what had happened to her before their dinner, a pleasant tingle returned between her legs. She couldn’t wait to find out what the blonde had in store for her.



“Almost done,” Penelo said a few moments later, setting the last dish to into the drying rack and turning to wash her own hands. “I’m getting all pruney!” she laughed, holding up her hands for Fran to see before reaching for the soap.



“No matter how pruney you are, I’m all yours when you’re done, Penelo…” Fran teased in return, suddenly very conscious of her own nudity. Her nipples hardened with anticipation for what her promise held. She could feel her blush glowing over her bronze skin in the warm air of the summer evening. Penelo turned off the water and fixed her with a seductive smile.



“I was hoping you’d say that…” Penelo purred, drying her hands with a nearby towel. Pulling the apron off her neck, she hung it back up on its hook. With a seductive smile on her lips, she walked around from the kitchen into the larger living room. Fran felt the warm tingle strengthen as her lover and partner walked up behind her to wrap her arms gently over her shoulders.



“Aaah…” Fran gasped as Penelo kissed one of her long ears playfully. “Evil Hume…” she accused, reaching up to rest her hand on Penelo’s.



“You’d better believe it, Mistress…” Penelo giggled, leaning down to kiss Fran on her cheek. “All the more reason for you to keep me tied up!”



“You say that as if I’d need an excuse,” Fran laughed. “You’re too wonderful not to keep all bound up, gagged, helpless and in my clutches…”



“I told you the first time you tied me up that there were no excuses necessary, you goofball,” Penelo giggle, fighting off a delightful thrill at what Fran had said. Her cheeks lit up in a bright shade of pink. “You know you can capture me whenever you want, Mistress,” she added, a seductive note sounding in her voice. “But not until tomorrow…”



“Of course, my love,” Fran nodded, a shy and anticipatory smile crossing her lips. “Tonight, I’m all yours, Mistress…” she said, the last word sending a small shiver down her spine.



“Yay!” Penelo giggled, giving Fran’s rosy cheek another kiss. She felt a tingle wash over her when her thoughts turned to what she had planned for the evening. “When you were out today, did you find the supplies I was looking for?” she asked, a hopeful smile dancing across her features.



“I did,” Fran replied, lifting one of Penelo’s hands up to her lips for a gentle kiss of her own. “They’re over next to the couch. I left them there before you kidnapped me earlier…”



“All right!” Penelo giggled, giving Fran a quick squeeze before letting go to grab the bag. Tossing it over her shoulder, she returned to Fran’s side and took one of the Viera’s hands in hers. “Come on,” she cooed, giving the taller girl a warm smile. “We’re nowhere near done with your kidnapping yet, my sexy birthday girl…”



“Yes, Ma’am,” Fran agreed, her whole body turning a brighter shade of red. Standing up out of her chair, the Viera stood bare before her lover. She watched Penelo’s gaze glide quickly over her statuesque form and couldn’t help but feel both thrilled and aroused by the hunger in her lover’s eyes. “I was hoping not…”



“Not a chance,” Penelo giggled, flashing a playful grin of her own before turning to lead Fran back into their bedroom. “My Mistress hasn’t cum nearly enough tonight…”



“Why, thank you, ‘Ma’am,’” she replied with a quiet laugh, her sweet accent ringing in the early evening air. Fran felt the tingling between her legs start to grow in anticipation for what was to come. She could barely tear her eyes from the slow motions of the blonde’s sweet behind, hidden under the lacey black lingerie. More than anything, the Viera wanted to strip that beautiful lace off the girl and have her way with everything underneath it. As a mischievous smirk crossed her lips, she reached out and grabbed Penelo’s ass, giving it a gentle squeeze.



“Aah!” Penelo squealed, reaching back her with her free hand to swat Fran away while trying to stifle a chuckle. “Now who’s the naughty one?” she protested, hopping a little further away but still keeping Fran’s warm hand firmly in her own.



“I couldn’t help it, child” Fran explained with a smile. The girls crossed through the doorway into their bedroom, letting the curtains that served as the doorway fall closed. “You’re just so cute and touchable in that lingerie…” she elaborated, causing Penelo’s pulse to quicken and a blush to glow on her cheeks.



“Well, I’ll allow it this time…” Penelo shrugged, leading Fran over beside the bed. “I suppose it’s my fault for wearing something that gets my Mistress so aroused while she’s untied…” she teased with a small shake of her lace-clad rear.



Fran couldn’t help a giggle of her own. “I tried to resist,” she replied, doing her best to look innocent while standing fully nude with her lover. “Should I hope that my Penelo is planning to rectify such an error..?” she asked with a suggestive arch of her eyebrow.



Penelo grinned widely, giving a quick nod. “If my naughty Viera would get back on our bed, she’d find out,” she purred, letting Fran’s hand drop from hers to gesture over to the bed.



“At once, my dear captive…” Fran cooed with a small, playful wink. Her long ears twitched in anticipation as she crawled up onto the bed. She teased Penelo in return with a shake of her own bare behind before settling in the middle of the bed to fix the blonde girl with a smirk. “How do you want me?” she asked, her voice dripping with both insinuation and arousal.



Penelo felt the tingle inside her grow hotter and found herself momentarily speechless. She watched Fran part her legs just enough to let her see everything. “At least ten different ways,” Penelo finally replied after a hard swallow. Shaking off the distraction, she let the bag over her shoulder slip to the floor, a confident smile settling over her. “But to start…” she crawled up onto the bed, slinking up over Fran’s body. The Viera couldn’t help an excited and slightly nervous giggle.



“Penelo…” Fran sighed happily, lacing her arms around the other girl’s neck. The smiling blonde lay her gently back down on the bed. She felt the soft pillows once more under her head, her long and shimmering hair cascading beneath her. The late evening glow of the sun shone in through their open balcony doors, catching them both in its orange glow.



“So beautiful…” Penelo whispered, gazing longingly down at Fran’s smiling face.



“My love…” Fran replied, reaching up to cradle Penelo’s face gently in her hand. Drawing her slowly down, their lips found each other for a moment before turning into a passionate kiss.



“Fran…” Penelo moaned into the kiss. Fran let her lips wander to her neck, causing the glowing warmth she felt to spread over her entire body. “Aah!” she gasped, feeling her lover’s tenacious hands caressing her chest. “Naughty Viera!” she chided, pulling away with a playful scoff and a flushed smile on her face.



“I told you I couldn’t help it…” Fran pleaded, grinning innocently. Her own arousal had reached a fever pitch and it was all she could do not to reach up and pull Penelo back into her embrace.



“Interfering in all my plans with your sexiness,” Penelo pretended to complain, causing Fran’s blush to deepen. She pondered for a moment, wondering if she should tackle the bronze-skinned beauty right then and there and just lose herself in her ‘Mistress.’



“I shall have to try and behave better,” Fran teased, grazing her hand lightly down the blonde’s thigh and leaving goose bumps in her wake.



“Hmm…” Penelo sighed, settling over Fran’s waist. Giving the cuffs that still attached to each side of the headboard a quick glance, she looked back at Fran with a cheshire grin. “I guess I’ll just have to fix my mistake…” she finally decided. “Your left hand please?”



“Of course,” Fran replied, holding her hand up for Penelo to take in hers.



“Thank you,” Penelo said, giving it a short kiss before bringing it up to the empty cuff. She quickly pulled it around Fran’s wrist, buckling it gently but securely around the Viera’s wrist. “There we go,” Penelo nodded approvingly.



“Aah…” Fran sighed, tugging lightly against the chain to find it just as secure as before.



“And your other hand?” Penelo asked.



With a shy blush, Fran gave her other hand over to be cuffed the same way. “Nnh…” Fran moaned as Penelo’s hands left the second cuff. She was securely, if simply, bound to the bed, just as she had been a few hours before. Her freedom was in Penelo’s hands. “It looks like you’ve caught me, ‘Mistress…’”



“Right where I want you…” Penelo giggled, leaning down to take Fran’s lips with her own.



“Mmm…” Fran moaned, leaning as best as she could into the kiss as Penelo lay down on top of her. Her desires raced through her body and she lost herself in the sensations of her lover’s touch. She pulled idly against the cuffs, knowing full well she was bound and feeling a surprising thrill about it.



“My Fran…” Penelo whispered. A giddy grin flashed over her features between the kisses she trailed down to Fran’s neck. She let her hand wander down her lover’s side, shifting her weight to press her leg lightly against the Viera’s crotch. She watched Fran tense against her simple bonds and her arousal burned brighter, knowing that she alone had been allowed to bind her there.



“All yours…” Fran moaned. She breathed sharply when Penelo took one of her bared breasts in her hand, teasing the hardened nipple. “Hnnn…” she sighed, an adoring smile tugging at her lips as she found a way to twist her hips into the pressure of Penelo’s leg.



The kisses stopped and Penelo propped herself up on her hands, hovering a few inches above Fran. “So very beautiful…” Penelo repeated, causing them both to turn deep shades of scarlet.



“Not nearly as much as you are, my Penelo…” Fran replied lovingly, recovering from a small shiver left over from the blissful pressure she’d felt settle over her.



Penelo smiled brightly, giving a small giggle. “Well, I was hoping that…” she trailed off, her cheeks colored by a momentary embarrassment.



Fran’s brow furrowed in curiosity as the blonde lay back down on top of her. Penelo hid her face by burrowing into Fran’s shoulder. “Anything, child…” Fran said reassuringly, craning her neck to give the girl a kiss on the top of her head. “What is it?”



Penelo cuddled into her lover’s body, fighting off a shy chuckle. “You know those art supplies I asked you to buy for me today?” she asked, her voice still hushed.



“What about them?” Fran asked, tugging gently against her cuffs.



“I know you’re pretty private about certain things, but…” she trailed off, gathering her nerves. “I was wondering if you’d let me draw you.”



Fran lit up in another blush and couldn’t help a relieved smile from forming over her lips. “Is that what has you suddenly worried, my dear?” she asked. Penelo rose up from her hiding place in the crook of her arm to be met by Fran’s adoring gaze.



“Uh huh…” Penelo nodded, a shy smile of her own tugging at the corners of her lips. “I wanted it to be one of your presents, but I thought you might not like the idea…” she trailed off.



“I love your artworks, child…” Fran replied, looping her long, smooth leg around Penelo’s in the best embrace her bondage allowed. “Our walls don’t yet have enough of them to display.”



“You mean it?” Penelo giggled. “Because if I do, it’d probably have to be one for just our own private collection…” she added with a smirk.



“I do,” Fran replied with a nod and a reassuring smile. “There are no secrets between us, Penelo; you’re my angel. I’d love for us to have a private collection,” she paused for a moment, unable to fend off a small laugh. “And I’d be flattered to have you to start with a subject as ordinary as myself…”



Penelo quickly wrapped her lover back up in her arms and her smile turned into a wide, ecstatic grin. “Fran…” she squeaked happily, nuzzling close. “You’re more extraordinary than I could tell you in a hundred years…” Penelo said between a pair of soft kisses to the Viera’s cheek.



Fran basked in the warmth she felt from the love of her life, and she couldn’t help but feel a fabulous glow take over her body. “Penelo…” she sighed happily, her long ears twitching when the other girl’s kisses trailed slowly over from her cheek until they found her lips.



“Thank you, Mistress…” Penelo whispered, pulling Fran into a new and intense kiss. The girls felt every part of their bodies pressing into each other on the bed. Both lovers wished in that moment for nothing more than to be together with each other for all time.



“Such an amazing girl…” Fran sighed when the kiss broke, causing the blonde to break into a giggle. She pulled once more against her two locked cuffs, much to Penelo’s delight.



“You’re not going anywhere,” Penelo teased playfully.



“I wouldn’t have it any other way…” Fran replied. “But… The ankle cuffs?” she asked, curiosity getting the better of her.



“I think we can leave your legs free…” Penelo said, rolling off of Fran’s nude body and reaching over to tap her gently on the tip of her nose. “I should really get started though,” she added with a knowing grin. “If we want to have time to get to everything tonight, that is…”



“Oh?” Fran asked with a chuckle, watching the lingerie-clad girl walk back to her bag of supplies. Her eyes followed Penelo as she carried the bag over to the delightfully cluttered corner of the bedroom that served as her workspace. She set up her easel and a large sheet of paper before pulling one of her brand new pencils out of the bag.



“Well, I hope you didn’t think this is the last present I’m giving you tonight…” Penelo explained with a wide grin and a wink. Neither girl could suppress a laugh as the blonde girl put her pencil to paper, beginning to sketch.



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