The accomplice
Later that week, it was the girls' turn. Annalisa was sitting on a stool in the same bathroom and Annamaria sat on the edge of the bathtub, both in their bathrobes fresh from a bath. Gertrude was on her knees in front of Annalisa caring for her feet. Naked. She had already spent an excessive amount of time clipping the nails and massaging and rubbing every inch of the skin on Annalisa's feet which were now soft, smooth and felt very warm. Gertrude seemed a bit sweaty on her back by now, Annamaria observed from behind. Annalisa's robe had parted a bit in front and she purposely spread her legs a little so that the robe now revealed her black bush. It was not unkept, but in contrast to Gertrude's smooth, porcelain sex, it looked like the Amazonas.
Gertrude began sliding her hands up and down Annalisa's calves ever so gently. Then she stood up and put her hands above Annalisa's breasts and opened the robe from the shoulders. Annalisa stood up from the stool and the robe dropped to the floor. Gertrude kicked it away with her feet. She placed her hands on Annalisa's shoulders and guides her back to sit again. She kneeled again, grabbed a set of scissors from the floor and attacked the black hair methodically. The black hair fell to the tiles in wads and lumps. Annalisa squirmed, but Gertrude forces her thighs apart quite firmly. She now felt with her fingers to judge her work, then she snipped a bit more and was done.
"You have such beautiful hair here, but it is also nice to clear the woods once in a while. It will return with even more power, before you blink." Gertrude mused. "But, little lady, you are also becoming quite wet even without water or soap. I wonder..." she said smiling.
Gertrude drew out some of Annalisa's juices with her finger tips and spread it all over her pubic stubbles.
"You are quite self sufficient in lubricants. Let me now shave closely".
Gertrude managed to shave most of the stubbles without using soap. When she felt she needed more towards the end, she simply began licking along the labia, as if it was just another household chore. She kept at it until Annalisa came and gushed a little juice cascade.
"Ach, that's more like it," Gertrude said and spread the juices over the remaining stubbles. Then she chipped away at the remaining hairs as thoroughly as before. She motioned Annalisa to turn and then she took her bottom hole as well.
Afterwards, it was Annamaria's turn, and now Annalisa was the eager onlooker.
Annalisa came to adore Gertrude. And Gertrude also took a special liking to Annalisa in return. As much as she was a servant to the other members of the family, she was more a confidante of Annalisa and Annalisa was Gertrude's eager helper. Annamaria was not so much part of that confidentiality - she was maybe a little more intimidated by Gertrude than Annalisa was. Annalisa had kept the lock of Gertrudes blonde pubic hair. She even kept it inside a small silver medallion she wore around her neck. It became her good luck charm - to remind her to take chances.
Gertrude seemed to have a plan to corrupt all members of the Puig family. And Annalisa helped her willingly. The next target, it became evident, was Dolores, the older sister. She was not of the same adventurous nature as the twins. But she was sufficiently curious.
Annalisa persuaded Dolores to have her feet pedicured by Gertrude. Therefore, one afternoon, Dolores went with Gertrude into the same upstairs bathroom. It was another warm day and Dolores wore a light summer dress. Dolores sat on the chair and Gertrude knelt on the tiled floor in front if her as she had done the other day. She had her small toilette bag on the floor behind her. Annalisa was also there, sitting casually on the edge of the bathtub.
For a long time Gertrude simply took care of Dolores feet. Washed them, dried them, clipped the nails, meticulously to the point and extent that Annalisa almost thought nothing would happen.
Then at some point Gertrude lifted up Dolores' left foot. It seemed extraordinarily pale as Gertrude held her heel in the palm of her left hand. Then Gertrude took the toes in her mouth one by one. Dolores at first froze, then she went a bit jitterish and couldn't quite figure out what to do with her foot. Meanwhile, Gertrude gently caressed Dolores' calf with her right hand, slowly moving up and down her pale skin.
Dolores then seemed to give in a little and relaxed and her sudden tension disappeared. She closed her eyes as if to reduce the wrongness and leaned backwards.
Gertrude kept on and on in what seemed like ages. Her tongue reaching out and licking the white toes very slowly. They were glistening. Then Gertrude switched to Dolores' right foot and went through the exact same motions. Dolores kept her eyes firmly shut.
After a while Gertrude put down the foot again. Dolores peeked. Gertrude, still on her knees, turned and reached into the bag on the floor. She turned back, gently parted Dolores' legs and aligned each ancle with the legs of the chair. Then she fastened them with two leather bracelets from the bag, and made sure Dolores could not close her legs. Dolores froze again but did not resist. Gertrude then rose and went behind Dolores and tied her hands around the wrists behind her so they were also fixed to the back of the chair. Dolores closed her eyes again and seemed to return to her inner world once more.
Gertrude then told Annalisa to pull up Dolores' dress to above her waist. Her white panties appeared.
"Cute," Gertrude said, smiling. "Remove them," she ordered Annalisa and gave her a pair of scissors from the bag on the floor.
Annalisa then made two cuts in the white fabric at each hip, and the panties fell down by themselves. Annalisa picked them up from the tiles. They were moist.
"Smell it," Gertrude said, and Annalisa immediately held them to her own face and breathed in.
"Mmmmm", she exclaimed, inhaling the damp dark scents, then offered them to Gertrude who also sniffed deeply and seemed to enjoy it as much as Annalisa.
"Her too," Gertrude barked and motioned towards Dolores.
Annalisa covered Dolores face with her own torn panties. Dolores gasped.