Facing Laura was exactly where Carmilla needed to be. Seeing her love pushed up and exposed against the post made her ache. More than ache, she was already so wet that it verged on writhing and Carm wanted Laura to look her in the eyes and see how much she wanted her.
Toying with the idea of being able to look but not touch she knelt on the bed and started to delicately unbutton her dress. Slowly at first and making sure the swell of her breasts were clearly on show and purposefully in Laura’s line of sight. When she finally reached the bottom button the dress well away revealing Carm to be just as exposed as her love was. She laid back propped up on her elbows ready to watch what was going to happen. Dark eyes cast on Laura’s level of pleasure or pain would be reflected in in how she decided to play with herself.
While Mircalla got the first snap of the crop, enjoying the medium level of pain she cracked in order to explore Laura’s threshold. She became disappointed when she didn’t leave a mark and pouted at Carmilla on the bed, hoping her double would start to play with herself if only to tease Laura further.
That’s when she saw her doppelgangers expression change.
Carm saw the rope melt away and felt the heat emitting form what she presumed was either Laura’s hands or Laura herself. Her expression dropped fast into worry, pushing herself up on the bed now in shock how Laura was able to break free.
The new few seconds for her were a blur.
It was no secret that Laura could fight and hold her own but the moves she used on Mircalla weren’t any that Carm had remembered seeing before. She watched her take down the older version of herself not knowing if Mircalla was holding back or if she was generally trying to best Laura’s strength.
If it wasn’t for the fact Laura had melted the rope Mircalla wouldn’t have been so surprised and Carmilla’s expression spoke volumes. Not even she knew what her Laura was capable of.
Mircalla then grabbed the crop from the back of her head and spin around to grab Laura. Her goal was to pin from behind by using the crop across her throat. “What the hell was that?” Mircalla loved it when Ell fought back so naturally she was going to love Laura doing it too. Only part of her now extremely cautious over Laura’s abilities. “If this some sort of trick…”
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Toying with the idea of being able to look but not touch she knelt on the bed and started to delicately unbutton her dress. Slowly at first and making sure the swell of her breasts were clearly on show and purposefully in Laura’s line of sight. When she finally reached the bottom button the dress well away revealing Carm to be just as exposed as her love was. She laid back propped up on her elbows ready to watch what was going to happen. Dark eyes cast on Laura’s level of pleasure or pain would be reflected in in how she decided to play with herself.
While Mircalla got the first snap of the crop, enjoying the medium level of pain she cracked in order to explore Laura’s threshold. She became disappointed when she didn’t leave a mark and pouted at Carmilla on the bed, hoping her double would start to play with herself if only to tease Laura further.
That’s when she saw her doppelgangers expression change.
Carm saw the rope melt away and felt the heat emitting form what she presumed was either Laura’s hands or Laura herself. Her expression dropped fast into worry, pushing herself up on the bed now in shock how Laura was able to break free.
The new few seconds for her were a blur.
It was no secret that Laura could fight and hold her own but the moves she used on Mircalla weren’t any that Carm had remembered seeing before. She watched her take down the older version of herself not knowing if Mircalla was holding back or if she was generally trying to best Laura’s strength.
If it wasn’t for the fact Laura had melted the rope Mircalla wouldn’t have been so surprised and Carmilla’s expression spoke volumes. Not even she knew what her Laura was capable of.
Mircalla then grabbed the crop from the back of her head and spin around to grab Laura. Her goal was to pin from behind by using the crop across her throat. “What the hell was that?” Mircalla loved it when Ell fought back so naturally she was going to love Laura doing it too. Only part of her now extremely cautious over Laura’s abilities. “If this some sort of trick…”