Tanya Loves Brenda

                                                    Tanya Loves Brenda

                                                                 Pt. 5

 

Tanya fell into a comfortable lifestyle of being awakend by gentle kisses that might begin on any part of her body and usually end with Pretty's amazing tongue lapping

her pussy into a frothy lather that jumpstarted her day better than the best espresso.

   

Her clothes were kept crisp and clean while breakfast and fresh coffee were always waiting for her. She would kiss her sexy servant goodbye and glide through each day with keener insight and sense of purpose than ever before.

 

Her grades soared. She stopped smoking and began working out. She loved to work hard and build up a lot of sweat thinking of the sweet pink tongue that would soon eagerly lick it all up. It had become a pre-shower ritual for Pretty's skillful mouth to both clean and soothe her before they showered together.

 

It was at just such a moment, as she began to gently move her pussy on her kneeling lover's compliant flattened tongue, that her phone rang. She ignored it until she heard Henry's voice.

 

"Hey Tanya, whatcha doin'? Bet you're havin' fun but this is important. Pick up!"

 

Reluctantly, Tanya pushed the questioning face of her darling girl away from her pussy and listened as Henry filled her in. He asked if she had learned of Pretty/Brenda's surname.

 

Tanya confessed that she had not even asked and Henry had laughed and sang a few lines of "Crazy Love" before getting back to business.

 

This time, he was very serious. They had to keep Pretty out of sight and harms way until she turned eighteen at which time she could show up in court and claim her inherited fortune. He already knew that there were well paid and relentless people searching every crackhouse and shelter for anyone who might be the runaway from St. Elzabeths. 

 

The very rich lady in Prague had dispatched her own agents to look for her missing property and they had focused their attention on the area where Pretty/Brenda had last been seen.  All of this meant that Pretty had to remain hidden until she was eighteen and then go to court and make her case.

 

Henry assured Tanya that he would keep their apartment under scrutiny but suggested that their biggest problem might be to convince any court that Pretty was competent to handle her affairs. He asked if Pretty had any skills.

 

"She sure does, said Tanya, but I doubt we can put them on a resume."

 

Tanya clicked off her phone with a new understanding of how things were. She gently stroked Pretty's hair, silently led her to bed and invited her to continue where she had left off.  The golden curls felt so good on her thighs as the adoring  tongue excited her into another noisy and gushing climax. She stroked and fingered Pretty into releasing her own pent up girl cum while sucking hard at her perfect titties.

 

The next morning went as usual. She was gently wakened and treated to crisp bacon, scrambled eggs and english muffins. Pretty sat behind her and fussed with her hair finally placing it into a high sleek pony tail. Tanya could find no fault with anything but, having finished her breakfast, she stood, took Pretty in her arms and kissed her deeply.

 

"I love you Pretty, she said, but I have to spank you."

 

The pout of Pretty's bottom lip was the picture of remorse as she softly chirped.

"I'm sorry, Miss, I've tried to be a good girl. It was the muffins wasn't it? I left them in too long."

 

"No, baby, everything was fine. I'm going to spank you because I have someting very important to tell you and I want to be sure you remember it.' 

'I also want you to promise that you will do everything I say from now on."

"Now, bend over the table and lower your panties."

 

Pretty gave her that soulful look that she had come to love, melted into her arms and then, did as ordered. She wiggled out of her silkies and looked over her shoulder.

 

Oooh, I'm so happy you said that. I am so grateful to you. I'm glad to be away from that school and didn't want to be sold but.....sometimes, I.. well... I sort of miss the spankings." 

I would like you to spank me, Miss Tanya, whenever you want. Even when I am a good girl."

 

Tanya used her full palm and laid several hard smacks on Pretty's full pale cheeks. 

The girl's round saucy bottom just begged her to spank it more but this was not the time to indulge her desires.

 

More important was the lecture that came after. She strictly forbade her sweet baby to go outside and answer neither the phone nor the door. The ever cheerful nymph did not seem to mind at all.  After all her effort to be harsh the girl had wiggled back into her panties and softly kissed her as she left.

 

"I promise, Miss Tanya, I'll do what you say. I love you."

 

When the door had closed Pretty settled onto the sofa and clicked the remote. 

She had not seen much television in over two years and would laugh out loud at the most mundane things. She was content to watch TV for hours when she was not cooking or cleaning or finding new ways to please her lovely mistress.

 

Life was so much better now and she felt deep love and gratitude for the woman who had rescued her. Her spanking had not been unpleasant. In fact, it had been more of a turn on than a punishment and she blushed to find the experience had left her a bit moist inside her panties. She hoped it would not take a crisis for her lover to spank her again.

 

Tanya pulled into a parking spot and began to gather her things. She started to adjust the rearview to check out her lipstick when she saw a black sedan stop  behind her car. The doors opened and two dark figures emerged. The first was a  tall thin woman dressed in a black pantsuit, her hair was short and dark and she wore mirrored shades. The man was so big it took him longer to get out of the car. He, too, was dressed in black, wore dark glasses and his fists looked like hams.

 

The sleek woman was closing so fast that Tanya lurched to the passenger side and exited before the big guy could get to her car. She ran a few steps and then turned with an unwarranted sense of bravado and flashed them the 'bird'.

 

"Good morning, she waved, you look like such an interesting couple but I'm late for class."  "Bye now." 

 

She sprinted into a throng of students and made her way inside the nearest building. Her first stop was a bathroom where she used her cell to call Henry, "They're here", she said. She discribed her encounter and awaited a reply. There was a long silence before Henry said, "Tanya, open your purse. Check out your makeup and read the labels."

 

If she hadn't trusted Henry she would have thought his request was stupid if not downright cruel but did as he asked. "Well. I have some lip gloss, eyeliner and lotions but what does...."

 

Henry interrupted, "Who made it?"

 

Tanya squinted at the labels. "It's all made by 'Claveliss' she said, they really do make the best but....."

 

Again, Henry cut in. "Tanya, your girlfriend's real name is Brenda Claveliss. She is the only heir of the founders of  that company and owns sixty percent of their stock. You are in danger."

"If she's not around, George and Barb are the next in line. They, more than anyone, want you both dead."

 

 "I know of the two you met. They are known as 'Hammer and Thorn.'

"They work for the woman who wants to buy Brenda and wont hurt her but would kill you in an instant to get to her."

"Stay in school. You'll be safer there. I'll send an escort to take you home and double security on your apartment but you both need to move tonight. I have a place for you."

 

Tanya went through her classes seeing little and hearing less. At the end of the day, she went to the top floor of the library to view the parking lot. The black sedan was nowhere to be seen and her car was surrounded by four of Henry's friends that reclined on their bikes sipping beers and listening to music. They escorted her home and she felt very safe with the agile speed of the bikers guarding her all the way.

 

She ran up the stairs and opened the door. Pretty stood before her in a silken teddy that was a bit too small letting her pink nipples peek over the lacy top. The table glittered with candles and tempting aromas came from the little kitchen. Tanya felt her heart begin to swell but with a quick kiss she urged her girl to get dressed while she blew out the candles and turned off the stove.

 

They were escorted to a rundown warehouse district from where Henry did his most clandestine business. Most of the area had been long abandoned but Henry

had managed to rennovate one floor of an old pallet factory into both a comfortable living area and an office.

 

The girls were led to Henry's office and found him sweating over his computer.

He smiled as they entered but then slammed his fists on his desk. "Geez, I hate these fucking spreadsheets. If I can't fix this the IRS will jack up the jail and put me under it."

 

"Sorry if we came at a bad time," said Tanya.

 

"No, said Henry, I'm glad you're here but I"m only good at making money and not so much at justifying or hiding it," *Looks like I'm in for some serious problems."

 

Unexpectedly, Pretty spoke up. "Can I take a look? I learned a lot about computers and finance at St. Elzabeths."

 

She started to move forward but felt Tanya hold her back. She jerked free and turned on Tanya with firey defiance. "Dammit, Tanya, It was a school, after all. I learned  more than just licking and cooking and don't call me 'Pretty' any more!"

"My name is Brenda!"

 

Henry was near as stunned as Tanya and gave up his seat so Brenda could view his computer screen. Her slim fingers flew over the keyboard while her companions looked on in awe. She finally stopped and looked at Henry. "You've really made a mess but I think I can fix it and save you lots of money."

"It will take a few hours,"

 

"Is there anything you need?", asked the big man.

 

Brenda leaned back in her chair feeling good to have regained some control over her life.

 

"Yes, she said, I want two cinnamon swirls and lots of sweet coffee."

 

She got what she wanted and four hours later she slid into bed with Tanya and shook her awake.

 

"I did it, she said, Henry's accounts are now as clean as new fallen snow."

 

Tanya was happy just to hug her again. "I'm, sorry Pre...No!"

"Brenda! I'm REALLY sorry. I began to take you for granted and that was wrong."

 

Brenda kissed her and then flipped onto her back.

 

"I love you ,Tanya, you saved me."

"I didn't want to be sold away and I could never have hoped to escape on my own."

"You were so beautiful and kind that I wanted to be with you forever but I'm not just a bimbo."  I"m a person, too, and I need your respect."

 

Tanya tried to hold her emotion but was near to tears as she began to kiss Brenda's face. She moved lower and took great care to admire and worship her lover's breasts. She lavished those vibrant orbs with kisses as she slid her hand across the flat tummy. Her fingers stroked the silky hairs on Brenda's mons.

 

What had she been thinking? She had tasted pussy before and wondered why it had taken her so long to return the love that had been so freely given to her.

Had she been so content with being the 'queen bee' that she had neglected to notice the sweetest of flowers? She moved further down in the bed, kissed Brenda's whispy curls and advanced her tongue. It slipped easily between the delicate petals of her lovers moist orchid.

 

Brenda's nectar began to flow and Tanya knew she was in love. Her tongue was drawn by the sweetness of Brenda's pretty pussy. It was a luxurious indulgence.

 

She recalled her dream but this time it was different. She was alone on a tropical beach and dancing naked under the sun. She looked up into the branches of the trees surrounding her. A smiling blonde girl sat above and flooded her face with the jucies of exotic fruits. She opened her mouth and drank all she could.