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“You sure do have some nerves, Mirabel.”
Mirabel’s eyes light up in excitement. This is exactly what she wanted. She can see the fire in her aunt’s eyes. Burning with anger and something deeper. “But tía,” She makes her voice all whiny, just the way Pepa likes it, and her lower lip protrudes. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She does. “You already know that I’m awfully clumsy.”
Pepa frowns at her, eyes narrowed as she fixes her niece with a fierce scowl. She is trying her damn best to keep her temper in check, but Mirabel always made that somewhat difficult for her. “Fuck off with that bullshit, Mirabel.” She sneers, roughly grabbing Mirabel’s wrist as she drags her away. Away from everyone else, at least. “How could you do that? In public especially? Someone could’ve seen you—actually, I’m surprised that nobody did! You know what you did.”
Mirabel blinks up at her, eyes wide with mock innocence. “Was that inappropriate?” She feigns a gasp, before actually gasping when Pepa tightens her grip around her wrist. “Ow, tía! That hurts. Can you be gentle…and where are we going?”
“A place where nobody can see your perky ass.” Pepa growls. Because Mirabel literally flashed her. In public. She isn’t even wearing any bloomers! When Mirabel did that, they were surrounded by people. “You’re acting like a real needy bitch. You deserve this.”
Pepa continues dragging Mirabel until they’re in the forest. Away from everyone. She doesn’t have to worry about anyone seeing Mirabel’s ass now. Even if she strips her bare. Actually, that’s what she is going to do.
“There.”
“Huh?”
Pepa releases Mirabel’s wrist, crossing her arms over her chest. “Strip.” She says firmly. “You’re already not wearing bloomers, and since you’re so eager to show your ass, strip. Get naked. Now.”
Mirabel’s jaw drops. Okay, she knows what she did earlier was risky, but she was being careful! Truly. “You’re not serious,” She huffs. “Tía, we’re in the forest. I’m not getting naked. That’s ridiculous.”
Pepa presses her lips together.
Mirabel can tell that Pepa is one-hundred percent serious and that makes things even worse. “I’m—I’m not!” That would just be straight up weird. She’d probably get bit by bugs, too. “I don’t want to.” She tries her best to sound annoyed and defiant. “And it’s not like anyone saw us, so it’s fine. You’re being dramatic about this.”
“Dramatic?” Pepa repeats. “Dramatic? Oh, I’ll show you how dramatic I can be.”
“Wait—”
Mirabel grunts as Pepa shoves her against a tree, back aching from the roughness of the push. She doesn’t struggle as Pepa takes off her skirt, skin tingling from the cool air. Her cheeks grow warm from the embarrassment. It’s not like they’re that deep in the forest. They’re practically at the outskirts of the Encanto. If someone wants to take a stroll or hunt wild animals, there’s a chance that they can see them.
Mirabel squeezes her legs instinctively, thighs slick. She does like when Pepa manhandles her and she likes making her angry. She likes when Pepa fucks her roughly.
“Are you going to take off your blouse or do I need to do that for you as well?” Pepa asks, eyebrows raised. She waits a few seconds for Mirabel’s response. She scoffs when the silence remains. “You were so chatty earlier, but you’re unable to speak now, huh? You’re such a brat. Fucking hell. I have to strip you naked in the forest just to teach you a lesson.”
Mirabel whimpers, raising her arms as Pepa takes off her blouse and practically tears off her bra. “Th–this is insane. I’m cold, tía. Someone can see me.”
“So?” Pepa needs Mirabel to know that her actions have consequences. “You weren’t thinking that when you lifted your skirt. You want to act like a whore? Fine, I’ll treat you like one. You want to be naked so bad? I’ll help you with that. If someone sees you, then it’s your fault.”
“N–No—”
“Open your legs or else I’ll force them open.”
Mirabel obliges rather easily.
“That wasn’t so hard, was it?” Pepa coos, rubbing the slick skin of Mirabel’s pussy. “Oh, look at you. So fucking wet. Bet you left a trail of your arousal with every single step. You naughty brat…they could’ve seen your pussy. What, did you want someone to bend you over and fuck you in public? You wanted everyone to see that you’re a filthy slut and shame the Madrigals’ name?” She immediately pushes two fingers inside, causing Mirabel to shudder and moan. “You wanted someone to put you in this position and use you, just to discard you afterwards? Is that what you want?”
“No!” Mirabel nearly weeps as Pepa’s fingers move. She didn’t bother going slow or taking her time, instead it’s hard and fast, the slick sound of wet flesh against wet flesh filling the air. “I–I, ahh, I only want you!”
“I couldn’t tell.” Pepa won’t accept anyone stealing Mirabel from her. She’ll put Mirabel in her place over and over again until she learns her lesson. She’ll fuck her until she’s only able to think of her. “I mean, look at you. You wouldn’t have a problem with anyone stripping you and fucking you in public. You fucking left outside without wearing any bloomers. You flashed people before you approached me, hm? You showed everyone who smiled at you your pussy as appreciation, didn’t you? You showed them that Mirabel Madrigal is an exhibitionist whore.”
Mirabel’s heart pounds against her chest. She was only teasing Pepa. She isn’t that reckless! She would never do anything like that. “Mmm…not a w–whore.” She manages, eyes glistening with unshed tears. “Never…only you! I swear!”
Pepa hums. “Oh, so you’re only my whore? That explains why you allowed me to do this to you without a single damn complaint. Letting me fuck you so easily.”
That’s true. Mirabel is exactly where she wants to be. She likes it when Pepa degrades her and makes her do humiliating things. She craves it.
She only acts that way around Pepa. Like a brat. She likes provoking her and letting her take out her frustrations on her. It’s the best feeling ever.
Sure, she never would have thought that she would be stripped naked and fucked in the forest, but it’s so worth it. She just has to hope that nobody sees her.
“You’re so young, Mira.” Pepa murmurs. Mirabel is underage and her sister’s daughter, her niece. She’s her son's age. Yeah, morally speaking, she is the one in the wrong. She’s the one fucking Mirabel. She’s an adult. She really shouldn’t be indulging in Mirabel, but she’s far too tempting. She can’t resist her when she teases her like this. Oh, and Dolores? She absolutely knows. Thankfully her daughter didn’t say anything about what was happening to anyone. That would’ve been difficult to deal with. “Yet you’re seducing your aunt.”
Mirabel gives another breathy moan. She’s driving her crazy. Pepa’s fingers are knuckle deep inside her pussy. She can’t but try to desperately meet her thrusts. “I–I’m sorry—hnn, sor–sorry for seducing you, Pe…Pepa! More!”
Pepa smirks, adding another finger. “It’s like you’re trying to get heard. I’m sure that’s what you wanted. For someone to hear and see you like this. So filthy. What am I supposed to do with a niece like you? Your sisters never did this.”
Fortunately, they never flirted with her. She would’ve given in, too. Which would’ve been bad. She would have been fucking three of her nieces. She doesn’t think Dolores would stay quiet for that, either. Julieta would have certainly made her suffer and killed her.
“Luckily, I know how to tame brats.”