The sprayer girl and the burgundy bitch

It was a sunny, hot day at the luxury mansion that Gina called her home. It had been very expensive, and her earnings from the tennis circus  were mainly stacked into the immobile. Her wrestling career did not go that well up to this point, so she had only a house cleaning girl and a cook for now, the absolute minimum she could deal with while not on tour with the federation.

For today, she had decided to take a break at the pool, sighing occasionally at the comfy warmth of the sun that she bathed in. Her burgundy red bikini set matched the high heeled shoes she wore, as did the frame of the sunglasses that was sitting on her eyes. From her vantage point, she had a good view on the street that laid softly on the rolling hills that were the surroundings of her little escape hatch from reality.

Danielle had been bored lately. Her wrestling career was going alright but it just didn't have the thrill she was used to. So on her day off Danielle decided to return to her roots a little. Danielle was wearing her hoodie with her hood pulled up so no one could see her face as she walked down the street with a spray can in her hand. Danielle stopped to look around before approaching a rather fancy looking house.

Danielle smiled as she figured whoever lived here would not be so happy to have their walls defaced. So, Danielle brought the can up to the wall figuring no on was watching and she began to create her latest work of art.

*Huh, what´s this?*
She thought, getting up in a sitting position to see what was going on. She could not see anything, but she could hear the rattling pretty good.
"..."
She was about to cry for one of her hired hands when she remembered that none of them was here at the moment.
"I have to do everything by myself here."
She mumbled, a little annoyed by the fact that she had to get up and watch what was going on. So she would put on a burgundy red bathrobe, fastening the belt as she was stalking to the wall that was under attack. And there was a big surprise for her, a punk spraying against a wall. Her wall!
"HEY! WHAT ARE YOU DOINH HERE?"

Danielle was halfway through creating her piece of art when she heard someone yell at her. "Shit." was all Danielle would say as she would try to hurry and finish her work before the person came any closer. "Come one just a few more seconds." Danielle would say as she hoped that whoever caught her wasn't too close.

That little strut did not even stop to spray paint at her house when she had been caught! That audacity! Gina was left speechless for a moment, only her read head and gesturing arms showing that she was really mad at the intruder, giving Danielle enough time to spray her stuff at the poor wall.

Then Gina had settled enough to try and confront the intruder. Blinded with rage, the former tennis player threw all caution in the wind and would attempt to whirl the girl around, attempting to press her wrists against a dry part of the wall.
"STOP IT!"
She yelled, although it was much to late.

Danielle was glad that she was able to finish her work but as she was about to leave Gina managed to turn her around. However, before Gina could pin her wrists to the wall Danielle tried to blast some spray paint in Gina's face but only managed to hit Gina in the chest with it. "Let me go." Danielle would say as she would try to free her wrists while keeping her head down so Gina couldn't see her face.

A stream of satisfaction ran through the veins of Gina. She had managed to trap that infidel against the wall and would soon control him or her. But then her bathrobe as full with spray paint! Now she was really mad at the sprayer, which showed in her face as she was about to enter a fit of rage. This little twat would get the beating of her life for defiling her expensive bathrobe! And speaking of sprayers, the hands of the other person felt pretty soft and were pretty small, while she also smelled a women´s perfume.

She would try to press Danielle against the wall to keep her secured while attempting to unravel her face.
"Show your face, you coward!"

Danielle struggled in Gina's grasp "Fuck off." Danielle would say as she turned her head left and right to try and stop Gina from seeing her. Danielle was getting desperate as she knew that if she got caught she could get in some real trouble. So, Danielle did what she did best, she shot her knee up to try and slam her knee into Gina's crotch.

"Give it up!"
Gina harped back at Danielle. The sprayer was kind of shapely, that was something that the Brazilian had to admit while they were pressed together, but still she could not see in her face. And she was even more denied of this when a knee hit her crotch area!

"Ooff!"
A sharp grunt escaped from her body when she felt the pain, tiny stars appearing in her line of sight while she was forced to let go of the wrists of the sprayer and sunk down like a house of cards, down on her knees.
"It´s...ouhn...useless, spray trash...got you on...camera...anyway..."
She gasped, holding her crotch area with both hands.

Danielle smiled as she felt her knee connect with Gina's crotch. "Camera's, huh?" Danielle said as things got complicated. Danielle then held her spray can in front of Gina's face. "Now why don't you take me to these camera's so we can just erase this whole incident." Danielle said as she threatened Gina with her spray can.