Narcissa was like every other domme, trying to concealing her work on a high position at the Ministry of Magic with the treat of her two submissive girls. Or better saying, one submissive baby and a spoiled brat.
Even if Narcissa classified them two like this in her head, she did not hold a preference between her girls. Elize, a brunette girl with blue eyes, 23 years old, was the adrenaline which ran in her veins while Violet, blond locks and dark brown -almost black- irises, 24 years old, was the satisfaction that soothed her heart. Both were the filling combination that made all Narcissa's experience of being a domme worthy, she could not be happier than she was with her little pets.
Nonetheless, not everything in this dynamic was flowers, Narcissa was a very occupied woman, her work took a lot of her, at the point of making her girls think they are being neglected by their mistress. Just like today, a Saturday she promised she would spend with the submissives, but at the first call of the Ministry, she left them two to attend the emergency.
Violet was leaned on the couch, in her lips were a protuberant pout combined with furrowed brows and crossed arms. She looked like a spoiled child, who did not got the toy she wanted. Elize laughed at the sight of her collar-sister so grumpy about being left by her 'mOmMy'.
— Aw, mommy left her baby alone? Ohhh no! — Eloize mocked Violet with a baby voice, surprisingly being hit by a cushion in her face. — Hey! I'm telling her this.
— Fuck off, Liz! — Violet barked annoyed. — You should be as upset as I am, or you like being abandoned? It is a part of your list of kinks? Good for fucking you, is not part of mine! — Violet's eyebrows almost found themself in the middle of her forehead when she harden her expressions.
Elize widened her eyes at those words, Violet was really hurt with Narcissa's absence. Liz was aware that abandonment was a sensitive topic for her little partner, but she did not know how deep it was, or even how easily it could be triggered.
— Oh, Vi... I didn't thought it would upset you this much, I'm sorry. — Elize found her way near Violet to hold her in a hug. — But don't think like that, look you still got me! — Liz smiled, trying to make the other girl reply the gesture. But unfortunately, she didn't.
— Don't get me wrong, Liz, I love your company, but I prepared myself to stay in her arms today, my heart wants her more than anything. — The older sighed, not wanting to cry over this.
— I know, I was waiting for it too, but you know what? We can still enjoy ourselves. — Liz voice changed an octave as her fingers stopped by Violet's cheek.
It was Violet's turn to widen her eyes, it was very clear for both of them at the rule 3 on the common rules that they could not touch each other without permission or under supervision.
— We can't, and you know that! — Violet create a space between them, trying to avoid the temptation.
— Ugh, come on Violet, stop being boring! She only wrote this rule down, because she already expects us doing it at some point. — Liz got closer to the girl again. — And it all depends on this pretty mouth to stay closed. — The younger tapped Violet lips. — Remember, Vi? She left us alone... You don't like to be alone, right? — Elize would sweeten her voice more and more, until she saw Violet's expression changing.
— But... I don't like to disobey- — Violet was interrupted by a pull on her collar, which brought her to a fierce kiss from Liz, making her swallow her protest.
— If you tell her, I'm going to use the cane on your pretty white bottom, do you understand? — The black orbes were filled with emotions, but all Violet did was nod like a dumb girl to the brat. — Good girl.
Liz, being the devil she is, she knew Violet would melt just with a tough tone and a little praise, and she could not be more right. The girl moaned at the name, bucking her hips a little, showing Elize how needy she was, because differently from the brat, she had not touched herself on that week, which made her aching for an orgasm.
It was easy for Liz to lean Violet completely on the seat and stay above her, the girl's body was absolutely fluid, obeying every movement she would do, so smoothly devoted to whoever is in control. The perfect submissive. Liz could not ever be jealous of Violet gaining tons of attention more than her, it was sweet to dominate someone so obedient.
— You are a piece of heaven, my little angel. — Elize whispered in her lips, deferring an audible smack on Violet's ass. The girl gasped and whimpered underneath her collar-sister.
After minutes kissing briefly, dancing her bodies together, Vi opened her bright dark eyes to Liz and pleaded in a low tone.
— Sit on my face, please? — With that pout on her pinky mouth, Violet would get anything from her domme, and now she discovered she had the same effect on the brat as well.
Liz rushed to be in position, just above the subby's face, trying to not smash the girl with her weight, but Violet did not seem to care, gripping on Liz's thighs and bringing it to her mouth to start the degustation of her day's meal.
Her tongue was already prepared to do its work once Elize's cunt made contact with her face. Violet started with licking, her muscle was eager passing in every sensitive part of the drenched flesh above her, avoiding just the the most of them. The blonde liked
to create some kind of teasing before going for her favorite part.
As Violet tasted Liz, the brunette started to get inpatient from all waiting.
— Be a good girl, Violet, and get into it. — Elize moved against her tongue, getting accidentally, a peak what she really wanted when the muscle caressed her clit.
Violet observed the reaction Liz gave to her, deciding was enough of teasing, the blonde closed her lips around the engorged clit, sucking it like she was being feed from it.
Elize groaned loudly, grabbing the hair under her, forcing Violet's face even closer, getting the proper handle to ride the older's tongue. Liz grinds against the mouth of the subby girl, making it hard to breath, what turned her on even more.
— Just like that, good little girl. Mommy would be proud of you.
The phrase caused Violet to moan on her pussy, making Liz reach the edge, trembling, and almost falling from the sofa.
When Liz caught her breath, she found the blonde girl looking at her with her void eyes, with expectation.
— I did not forgot you, kitten. — Liz took some of the slick mess that was in Violet's face and brought to her lips, tasting herself. — Spread those beautiful legs for sis, hm?
Of course Violet obeyed the instruction, widening her thighs apart for the brat, revealing that under her dress there was nothing to take out, she was already bare. Liz got a little too excited, she wanted to feel like her mistress felt when she was on top of Violet.
— Now, now honey, how do we say? — Liz was filled with expectation.
— Please. — Vi squirmed, shaking her pelve a little, trying to find some friction.
— 'Please' what?
— Fuck you, Liz... I just serve my mistress and you are not her. — Violet returned offensive, but her tone was low, carrying desire and neediness, Liz even got mad at her.
— Oh wow, seems like kitty got some claws. — Elize chuckled. — Let's see how brave you are after a good orgasm.
Elize got her forgotten wand at the corner of the room and conjured a gag from their play room. This in specific had a large body, so when Liz shove it into Violet's mouth, the girl gagged a bit, trying to get adapted to the new shape that was tucked down her throat. Her eyes even spilled some tears, but nothing alarming.
— Three taps on the couch and we stop anything, right? — Liz explained, and Violet nodded at her.
Liz grab both of Violet's knees and pushes them against her chest, leaving her totally exposed for her. She gazes at the sweet cunt and how the light make the sheen of her arousal glow from her upper thigh until her ass.
In a rough movement, Liz inserts her two middle fingers inside Violet, causing a muffled scream to scape from her gag. Elize goes straight for it, curling her fingertips to Vi's point G. Her objetive was to make the girl cum in just mere seconds, to use it as a personal mark.
The blonde's body respond to the stimulation, arching her lower half to the touch, while some whimpers were heard from her, urging Liz to go faster, harder.
When Elize adds the third finger, her movements start to get faster and sloppier, not caring much about the isolate stimulation, but the sensibility all together. That's how in 53 seconds, Violet come undone at her hand, bucking her hips uncontrollably, rolling her eyes so hard she thought it would fall from her head and screaming against the object inside her throat.
Liz smiled contently at her achievement, was absolutely not easy to make Violet disobey Narcissa, and not to mention the ability to make the girl cum in less than one minute. Okay, she was neglected, but still were a notable mark.
The brat undid the gag, and brought the girl to her chest.
— Is everything alright, Vi? — She asked, knowing that probably now she would have some kind of sub drop.
— Yes, it was good... But I'm feeling guilty. — Violet confessed.
— I know angel, but don't stress you little head about it, okay? What about I go buy ice cream for us? — Liz suggested.
— Sounds lovely. — Violet smiled.
Elize then got up, unclasped her collar, kissed Violet's hair and casted a spell to look acceptable again to leave for the desert.
Alone, Violet also used a spell to clean her up, since she wanted to use that outfit for Narcissa. She kept sat on the couch, hugging her knees, waiting for Liz to come back.
For her surprise, after 20 minutes, who actually apparated at the house was Narcissa. Just to look at her frame, Violet's heart rushed inside her chest.
The girl went to kneel in her position, but when her domme noticed her presence with a beautiful dress and her lovely collar on her neck, Narcissa just opened her arms, inviting the girl in.
— Mommy! — Violet hugged tight on the older woman, letting her scent fill her nostrils and dominate her senses. — I thought you would spend the whole day there.
Narcissa smiled with the reception of her baby, caressing her shinny hair with her gloved hands, leaning to kiss the top of her head.
— Mommy handled them with the half of the time just to stay with my two precious loves. — Narcissa looked for Violet's eyes, and when the two pairs found each other, the domme asked. — Where is Elize?
Violet tensed a bit, but tried to not show any kind of worry, to not raise any suspects.
— She went buy ice cream for us, to cheer up a little. — She smiled innocently at Narcissa. — I still got blank spaces on my installment of candy this week.
Narcissa's heart always warmed up a bit when Violet acted just accordingly to the rules she imposed, no matter how little it was.
— You are just the perfect girl, aren't you? — Narcissa squished her sub's cheeks and gave her a little peak on the forehead.
Violet got all silly from the praise, nonetheless her conscience spoke to her as well, screaming at her to tell her domme what happened.
Madam Black took out her coat, hanging it to the furniture by the wall. She divest her gloves as well, staying just in her formal white sark, long black pencil skirt and her leather high heels. Absolutely divine at Violet's eyes.
— Oh dear, that bloody meeting got me rather tense. Get down your knees, will you darling? Help mommy relax.
The wish had not be told twice. Violet got in position faster than Narcissa's raciocine to process her velocity. She was really needing to take that pressure out of her, and she just knew the formula for that.
The girl was beautifully sat on her heels, hands resting in her thighs and the head low, gazing at the floor in front of her, where she could see Narcissa's shoes framing the pale skin of her feet.
The dominatrix's fingers found the medal on Violet's collar. The rose gold heart brought Narcissa's name craved in diamonds, indicating who Violet belongs to, who she will ever serve.
The fingers kept dancing in her neck, util just a single one raise Violet's chin, making her look at her owner. The view was beautiful for both of them, just like they were where they supposed to be. Narcissa smiled, leaned to kiss her forehead, and whispered "good girl" to her princess.
Violet observed with glassy concentrated eyes when her mommy pulled her skirt upwards, and then, fitted one of her smooth legs at her shoulder, making her face stare at the clothed pussy she was so thirsty to prove. Her tongue urged to reach the cloth that separated her from her mistress' center, but she waited for the command.
— What a behaved girl I have. Go baby, eat.
With her teeth, Violet gently pulled Narcissa's knicker aside, giving the access to her favorite thing in the world.
When the blonde tasted her domme, she could not help the moan that ripped from her throat. Liz was good, but Narcissa was completely heaven on earth, Violet could spend the rest of her life between Narcissa's legs.
Narcissa groaned, grinding against Violet's face, who felt satisfied to be pleasing her domme. The girl inserted her muscle inside Narcissa's entrance and licked it rotating her tongue, hearing more of her mistress' moans.
— Yes, dear, show mommy how much you missed her. — Violet sucked Narcissa's extern lips, giving her and idea. — Suck on my clit baby, just like you do with with mommy's nipples.
Violet moaned again. She melted when Narcissa talked dirty with her, and once more, the sub obeyed with no hesitation. Madam Black gripped on her hair, forcing her mouth glued to the center, keeping the girl without air until she finishes.
When Narcissa finally reached her high, she made sure to keep her handful of Violet's hair but separate her from her legs, gazing her precious face washed with her fluids.
— Such a great way to be welcomed, baby. How about rewarding you for being so good? — Narcissa suggested, seeing a smile apear on her sub's lips.
— Please, mommy! — The girl moved on her place, noticing that she made a little mess on the floor due her position.
— Oh my, love. Are you this excited? — Narcissa crouched to be by Violet's heigh.
The woman passed her fingers on the puddle that Violet's arousal made on her pave under her intimacy. Smiling, she ran her fingers to the wet flesh exposed for her, causing Violet to contorce by the overstimulation.
At first, Narcissa thought the jerk was because of the lack of contact she and her girl had that week, and how she even asked to touch herself, it was natural for her to be thirsty.
But when Narcissa's fingers slipped to the not-that-tight entrance, she noticed Violet's sensibility was caused for already having an orgasm that day. Narcissa smile died, a dark furious expression took place on her face, Violet wanted to start to cry already.
— Violet, have you touched yourself without my permission? — Narcissa was on her feet again, letting Violet kneeled on the floor, with her head lowered, in shame.
— No, mommy. — She answered truthfully.
— Do not call me that. Only good girls can call me like this, and you are not deserving that position today. — Violet started to tear up, she wanted to slap Liz for touch what was her mistress' only. — Will you tell me what happened or I will have to force it out of you?
Violet remembered what Liz has promised her. She did not want to be spanked with the cane by her sister, but from Narcissa was much worse.
— Liz and I-... we touched each other. — Violet confessed. — I'm so sorry, ma'am. — Her voice cracked, showing that she was crying.
Narcissa had to close her eyes for a minute and breath calmly, to not let the rage consume her.
— Who's idea?
— Liz.
Narcissa knew her little brat very well, the question was just to be 100% sure to distribute the punishment. And obviously, Liz would not do something without any 'protection' to not be caught.
— She threaten you? — Narcissa arched her eyebrows even if Violet could not see her face.
— She- she said if I tell you, she would spank me with the cane. — Violet forced her sweet innocent voice, to sound vulnerable to her domme.
Narcissa was aware of Violet's manipulations, and just ignored her scene of play the victim.
— You know Violet, what one doesn't want, two won't do. — Narcissa explained as it wasn't obvious. — Go to the playroom. Nothing but your collar on. Leaned on the bed.
— Yes, mistress.
Violet walked on the faster pace she could without running. Her feelings were hurt by herself for disappoint Narcissa and lost the privilege to call her mommy.
Entering the room, she took her dress out, folding it to not let any wrinkles be formed on the fabric. She also cleaned her stained tears on her cheeks with wet wipes.
Violet positioned herself as Narcissa had instructed, also keeping her wrists together on her back.
The dominatrix purposely waited more time than necessary to get into the room, wanting to make Violet leg's muscles to work a bit.
The sounds of Narcissa's heels made itself present, causing the girl to shiver. Violet was not much of a masochist like Liz, she liked to be praised and rewarded.
— Violet, tell me... You rarely disobey me even with all Liz's teasing, what got me wondering: why did you give in this time? — The woman asked, walking through the room.
Violet knew the answer to her question, but the fear of daring Narcissa more than that. Nonetheless, she rather be honest.
— I was upset you left us for work, mistress. I don't like the sensation of being abandoned. — Violet responded sincerely, maybe a little more than Narcissa would like to hear, but was the truth.
Narcissa bitted the inside of her cheek, she felt a little bad for her sub girl, one of her limits were about abandonment, but the domme did not think she would face her absence like that.
— You do know this doesn't justify the fact you broke a rule, don't you? — Narcissa asked in a softer tone.
— I do, mistress. I'm sorry. — Her voice transpasses honestly, making her pinch the bridge of her nose, recalculating the punishment for Violet.
— Once you had been sincerely, convinced me you are really sorry for what happening and considering I don't need to punish very often, it will be only 10 hits with the paddle and you will kneel for me for some time. Understood?
— Yes, mistress. Thank you. — Violet gladly thanked her domme for not going to hard on her.
Narcissa positioned herself behind the leaned girl and disfere the first hit.
— Thank you, mistress. — Violet said without be instructed to do so, filling Narcissa with pride even during a punishment.
The pattern repeated itself until the last hit. Violet's ass, not being used to the spank was bright red, as well for the girl, who was not used to the sharp pain, crying her eyes out.
Narcissa massaged her bruised bum, applying a cream Violet didn't know where it came from, but it doesn't matter, the only important thing was the cold relieving feeling of the gel. It was possible to hear contents sighs from the blonde.
— It is almost over now, honey. You did so good so far, keep being a good girl. — Narcissa said getting away from her and opening a cabinet.
Some dominatrixes she talk would prefer Polyethylenes little balls to use on their subs, but Narcissa prefers it the old way: corn used to make popcorn. They were naturally irregular and pointy, the horror to a misbehaved submissive.
After placing the popcorn on the floor, Narcissa took Violet from her leaned position and forced the girl on her knees on the corn. Violet whimpered when her soft skin protested against the knots in the end of every grain.
— You are staying here until your sister arrives and her and I have a little talk. — Narcissa explained to the girl, who was now, praying for Liz to not take long to come back.
Gladly for her, Elize was already coming back home, after passing more than one hour on the mission of getting ice cream.
Narcissa was called by the sound of Liz apparating at the living room.
— Vi, I'm back! — Liz shouted, checking the bags to make sure everything was there. — I took so long because I bought us that muggle delicious ice cream, that one with the cow on a field and the sky! Fucking good, but we have to burn the packaging, or the evil queen will-
— Evil queen? — Narcissa interrupted.
Elize felt her heart fall from her chest, her eyes widened "fuck fuck fuck" she thought. Nonetheless, she still went to put the ice cream in the refrigerator, she fought for that thing.
— Hiiii, Milady! You look ravishing today. — Liz tried to change de subject, winking to Narcissa.
— Oh, I thought I looked like an Evil Queen. — The dominatrix pricked.
— Obviously I wasn't taking about you, my lady. — Trying to stick with this, she smiled again.
Narcissa rolled her eyes, at the moment this wasn't that important. The topic of touching, be touched and threat Violet was the real thing.
— Elize, would you like to tell me what happened today? — Narcissa asked calmly, giving the brat the opportunity to give her version.
— You left us, Violet got upset and I went after her favorite ice cream, which happens to be made by muggles, that's why I took so long. — Elize told her firmly, not giving any hint she had omitted something.
— Just that? — The domme tried again.
— Yes. — Again, without hesitation, she stated.
— Okay. — Narcissa smiled, totally plastic. Actually, she was holding herself to not slap Elize's face right there. — Would you follow me?
Elize nodded, and Narcissa started her path to the playroom. While walking, obviously Liz recognized the direction, wondering what the fuck Violet had told her. Oh, that little perfect submissive, she needs to please her mistress all the time and bla bla bla.
When the domme opened the door of the playroom, they found Violet kneeled with a low head and a clearly uncomfortable body.
— Your punishment is over, my little good girl. Lay on the bed for me while I deal with your sister, okay? You were such a good girl for me. — Narcissa told Violet, kissing her head, helping her to get up.
Elize rolled her eyes "what a scene" thought she.
— Elize, roll this fucking eyes again and I will double your punishment, trust me! — Narcissa always got really mad when Liz did not showed much respect about the way Violet liked to be treated. It was a full time job making one respect the dynamic of the other.
— I just cannot believe she is not able to keep a secret! — Elize mumbled, looking at her feet. But when she looked up again, Narcissa's face was just in front of her.
— Do not think I don't know what you are doing, Elize. — Narcissa's fingers brushed on the uncollared neck of the brat. — You are provoking me since you got in this house today... — The palm of her hand found Liz's throat. — If you are that eager for attention, I'll give you some.
At this point, Violet was sat on the bed, observing the commotion, watching how her Mommy Domme transformed herself into a Brat Tamer. And that, honestly was half exciting and half terrifying.
— Accio collar. — Narcissa raised her wand, and not a second later, Elize's collar was on her hand.
The two girls had really different collars, to match their plays and personalities. Violet's one was a medium baby pink velvet cordon, which was enchanted to not break, because at the middle it was an circlet to clasp her guide, and of course, the medal with Narcissa's name on it. On the other hand, Elize's one was large, her head could not lower much, because the leather material do not give her a lot of mobility, not to mention the line of spikes, and of course, the two pieces of chain, that connected to an hoop, that kept the piece together and could be pulled by her mistress to play with her breath.
Narcissa clasped the object around Elize's neck and leaded her by the circlet to follow her to the love seat.
— So... — The domme got away from her pray, going to her arsenal once again that day. — You threaten your little sis with the cane, am I right? — Narcissa touched the three variations of the weapon on her wall.
— Little fucking snitch! — Elize hissed at Violet, who flinched at the offense.
When Elize turned her head to find Narcissa's figure again, she was surprised with a sharp painful slap on her cheek. The contact made a sound so loud, the three of them stayed in silence for some seconds.
— I really had enough of this, Elize. Lean on the loveseat, you are going to be hit looking at Violet, to learn you don't got the power of punishing her. Only I can do this with both of you.
Reluctant, Liz did as told, and waited not too long for the first strike, that with absolute sure cut on her skin for the force Narcissa used.
Violet was not comfortable either, seeing her collar-sister being so hardly punished always made her feel sorry for the choices Liz take almost everyday. If she could only be a good girl once in a while.
When they reach the mark of 15 strikes, Narcissa dropped her weapon, ran her fingers on the rare flesh and took a droplet of blood with her.
— Why do you make me do it? — Narcissa questioned, showing Liz the blood that came from her.
— It makes me feel alive. — That was the answer Narcissa got every time she dare ask.
The dominatrix gazed at Liz's pussy during all the punishment. Drenched, absolutely wet, a fucking masochist, and not only physically pain turned the girl on.
Narcissa stopped the blood to run from Elize's butt and ordered her to find a comfortable position, but stay with her bum up, and more importante, not take her eyes from her, no matter what.
Violet got the attention from her mistress again, who came with wipes and band-aids for her knees. Narcissa was gentle like a mother, cleaning every little cut the corn has did on her baby's knees, and then putting thematics bandage, with dinosaurs and princesses, kissing every single one after she did so.
Liz felt so much jealousy looking at it, as her heart was feeling the pangs of pain, her cunt only got wetter from the scene playing in front of her.
After all cleaned, Narcissa accioated a sleep time dress to Violet, taking care on dressing her up as she was a china doll, knowing it would drive Liz absolutely crazy, and Violet also loved to be pampered like this.
Without blinking, Elized observed Narcissa opening button after button of her silk sark, not wanting to believe what she was about to do.
Narcissa took the blouse from her shoulders, staying only with her bra on her top half, but not for long, cause her hands traveled to her back, unclasping the lace material off her bust.
The vision was beautiful for both of her subs, the bra was tightening her boobs a little, once it was out, the real volume could be observed, making the mouth of the two young girls water at the sight. Her tongues synchronously licked them lips when Narcissa's pink nipples were exposed.
Violet was absolutely fascinated with Narcissa's breasts, probably it was her two favorite things in the whole world. When her domme leaned on the bed's frame, she knew what was coming, and opened the biggest smile.
When Violet's mouth latched on her right nipple, Narcissa made sure to moan, provoking the brat watching the situation. The blonde hair of the sub was caressed by the hand that was not holding the girl near her. A sincere smile appeared on Narcissa's face, almost killing Liz of jealousy and horniness.
— My precious Violet, such a good girl for mommy. — Narcissa said in a sing song tone, driving her to sleep, but Violet couldn't let to not notice that Narcissa had referred herself as Mommy again. Victory.
Knowing that Narcissa was considering her a good girl at the point of calling her mommy again, gave Violet the peace of mind to relax her mind and fall asleep on her domme's arms, sucking on her boob.
It requested Narcissa a little while to take Violet from her lap, but once she succeed, her feline eyes found Elize and the whirlwind of emotions wrote on her face. Lucky her, her mistress knew how to read each one of them.
The dominatrix approached her forgotten doll, and got close enough to her lips to be brushing the shel of Liz's ear.
— Let's play a game, my little demon. — Narcissa whispered on her ear. — I let you cum if you do not wake your sister up. — You think you can do it for me?
— Yes... mistress. — With much effort, the word slipped from Elize's mouth.
— Good girl. — Narcissa said with a caste kiss on the girl's cheek.
Elize was not called that very often, but when she heard the name coming out of Narcissa just for her, it hit different.
The girl moved for the sofa at the corner of the room, getting on her fours, feeling her punishment as it was mere seconds ago.
Narcissa wanted to be cruel, cause she knew her girl like that. Choosing a large cock from her collection, she fixed it on her strap and went to Liz, who was already expecting her.
Before Narcissa do any ministrations, she remembered that they gotta be quiet, Violet could not be disturbed, and if she wake the girl up, she would lose the privilege of cumming.
Rude as the tamer she was, the dominatrix entered Liz at once, hitting all her intern walls at the first movement.
Elize almost cut her tongue out with the effort she made to not scream. Lucky her Narcissa had been displayed something that really got her dripping, or it would be impossible to hold.
Narcissa assumed an animalistic pace, fucking Elize merciless, making her pay for put her hands in Violet without permission. On the other hand, Liz were just crying to extravasate the pleasure in another thing rather than moaning, but it was getting much difficult considering her slashed bottom and the object inside her stretching her walls open.
Elize was getting there, Narcissa knew it, so she made it a little harder when her hand found Liz's clit from her front, stimulating it as well.
She could not take it, Elize let a loud moan scape from the bottom of her diaphragm, making Narcissa stop everything.
They both gazed to the sleeping girl, although Liz did not stop completely, she kept moving her hips, trying to return the friction that was so close from the edge. Narcissa observed that Violet just furrowed her eyebrows a little, but then her face relaxed again, which gave her security to keep fucking Elize.
When the feeling came back, Elize was aware her body would not take any minute more.
— Can I? — She whispered.
— What is my name? — Narcissa smiled, knowing she would win this one.
— Mistress. — Elize whimpered the lowest she could.
— No. — Narcissa harden her velocity.
— Mommy! Can I, mommy? — Elize was washed in her own tears, she felt like exploding.
— Go on, princess. — The domme smiled widely.
Narcissa used her hand to silence Elize, aware that she would not be able to hold her screams.
After ride her high, the girl found herself fallen on the couch, with no energy to do anything. Otherwise, Narcissa was eager to take care of her bratty girl. She loved to break her brat to a good girl before each orgasm, it gave her life.
While massaging Elize's bum with a strong cure lotion, Narcissa stated:
— You are a good girl, my love. Mommy loves you so much.
Elize would rather take a shot in her head to admit how much she loved being praised by Narcissa or calling her by that name, but Narcissa did not need any confession, it was wrote on every detail of her smile.