The Artists' Model - Challenge
The battle of the bathroom dildo
Tatyana and Suzette’s relationship is deepening. Will Paul be left out in the cold or will his two Mistresses gang up on him? First they have to fight each other to find out who is submissive.
This story weaves fantasies of exhibitionism, female domination and a man’s submission with hidden secrets and desires. Now, with the action hotting up, The Artists Model, has slipped discreetly back behind the paywall. The Story begins with Incognito which is free to read.
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Damn, that was not supposed to happen. Suzette climbed shakily out of the car. Her first fumbling’s with Tatyana had been fun, a pleasant diversion, but now something was stirring inside her, something deeper. Was she falling in love with this crazy woman?
She pulled her knickers back into place, hitched up her trousers and looked up at the house. Her brother would have been aghast. Not at her lesbianism, but that she was contemplating cohabiting in such a bourgeois residence. She sighed, he had not always been such an ardent communist. She followed Paul and Tatyana into the house.
“I’m going to the darkroom,” she said over her shoulder as she headed up the stairs.
An hour or so later, she emerged sweating and, with the acrid smell of chemicals still on her clothes, went down to the kitchen to grab something to eat whilst the films dried.
The smell of fresh pastries in the oven filled the kitchen. Tatyana was bustling around, nude except for an apron. She poured Suzette a coffee and, donning a pair of oven gloves, turned and bent over to open the cooker. Suzette shook her head as if trying to dislodge the image of Tatyana’s naked back and plump behind from her head. For some reason the idea that she was nude from behind and shrouded in the apron in front was incredibly sexy. The sight of her bent over to reach into the oven was almost too much.
Suzette sat at the table and Tatyana placed a plate of pain au chocolat in front of her. “Be careful, they’re hot.” She bent forward and brushed her lips against Suzette’s in a light kiss. “I really enjoyed this morning,” she said as she sat down. “How are the photographs?”
“They look amazing on the negatives. I’ll make some prints later.” Suzette took a bite of the pastry. “Did you really enjoy this morning - I mean, all of it?”
Tatyana nodded. “Uh-hum,” she said through a mouthful of flakes.
“I wasn’t too…” Suzette looked down, her fingers pulled at the pain au chocolat, “Too aggressive - too violent?”
“You know one of my fantasies is being used, taken roughly by multiple people.” Tatyana reached over and touched her hand. “So this morning was just about perfect after what happened in the square.” She smiled. “All my fantasies mixed together. Why do you ask?”
Suzette looked up. “Because I like sex to be violent, animalistic, almost like a fight between two partners vying for control. I don’t want to go too far and put you off.”
“With men as well?” Tatyana asked.
“No. Men can be too aggressive. I have to admit that, physically, they’re too strong. Maybe Paul, but then he is submissive. Women are much more evenly matched.”
“I have a collection of dildos,” Tatyana said.
“Are you suggesting we arm ourselves with dildos and circle each other like Amazon warriors?” Suzette giggled.
“Could be fun,” Tatyana said.
“Later.” Suzette got up. “First, the prints.”
