Sure enough as soon as you make contact with her rear, Lelika tenses up, but she gradually relaxes when she realizes you do not intend to use the brush just yet. As you grind against her bottom she begins to sway back and forth in rhythm with you, but her movements are slighter as she needs to keep her balance. It does not take much of the perfume to leave her short, red hair glistening, and as massage her scalp your fingers occasionally trail lower to the edge of her face, where you can feel that her eyes are tightly screwed shut.<br/>Having prepared for the single welt on her back, Llika barely acknowledges the bristles against the red flesh. In closer proximity to each other however, the welts on her rear do cause her to flinch as the brush runs across tensing muscles, but she has time to recover as she slowly, almost reluctantly, reach for her cheeks and pulls them apart. She tolerates the scrubbing here better than she had in her other intimate areas, but she must still grit her teeth, and your job is hampered as she continually flexes her muscles involuntarily.<br/>When you press your finger into her rear she exhales suddenly, but this is more surprise than pain. At first she merely acknowledges your finger inside her by the twitches in the muscle ring around it, but when you apply the oil she chuckles, beginning to enjoy it and your kiss surprises her.<br/>When it comes to washing you she is very nervous as she takes the brush in her hand and the first few strokes are like an artist trying to capture the true pattern of a tiny snake’s scales. As she continues however her long strokes become bolder, pressing the bristles harder against your skin. She does not stay for long on your breasts, running the brush across the surface once and each nipple twice. So engrossed is she in the first part of the work that she forgets about the soap and oils, and have to do the whole front of your body in one. This time your breasts receive more attention as cups them, traces a spiral across each one and gently tugs at the nipples, ending with the double kiss. Your crotch is rushed over with a few brushstrokes and a single brief finger. Later on, your bottom is dealt with in a similarly hasty fashion.<br/>She likewise does not feel confident issuing you with commands and instead directs your body with her hands to turns and bend over, later likewise directing your own hands to your cheeks to pull them open.<br/>Not used to long hair she waste a fair bit of perfume as she tries to apply the lotion without entangling it. She seems to enjoy the feeling of her fingers running through your slippery, shiny hair as she spends a lot of time on it, yet she rarely touches your sculp.<br/>By the time she reaches your back she has built up her confidence and this is where she is the most vigorous, leaving behind proper pink skin in wide swaths for the first time, even jesting that, “In order for this to be truly equal, I should whip my mistress once on her back and three times on her behind,”<br/>Once finished with her task she sets the brush down and, before you can stand up, splashes water across your rear. When you turn she has assumed a defensive, but playful, stance.