With a hard enough time trying to believe anything Carmilla was saying, Mircalla froze just as Laura had commanded. Carm could see the shock and frustration in her doubles eyes.

Carm was no stranger to Laura being in control but neither her or Mircalla were going to make it that easy. Her face leant into her girlfriends touch while Mircalla growled at first. Signalling how frustrated and that this was getting her. That growl then turned to a whimper of pleasure when she felt Laura’s hand pinch a tease to her nipple. Laura might has well have turned a lion into a kitten.

“How long do you think you can keep that up before it’s our turn?” Carm loved the thought Mircalla watching, frozen and unable to touch. She was already wet at the thought of Laura’s mirror suggestion but Laura didn’t have to know that.

There was another whimper from Mircalla who had never looked so helpless. Carm tore the white dress away. For that brief second Mircalla thought she had movement but once again it was a last minute bait of freedom before Laura ordered her to freeze.

In typical looking innocent but having an alterer motive fashion, Carmilla stepped up and kissed Laura, distracting her. Mircalla having no choice but to watch and writhe at something she wanted to join and couldn’t be a part of. The fact Carm knew she was watching just made her smirk against Laura’s lips. “You have no idea how I want you, right now.” She whispered in her girlfriends ear. Her fangs nipped at her loves earlobe.