Just as she was wondering about her surroundings, and what had happened to make this girl so red and weak, Simone stepped out from the corner with a cigarette in her hand. Lighting it.

Tina subconsciously reached back for Bette’s hand, not realizing she’d done it. Bette held hers back, wanting to kiss her and hold her, but settling for her semi-view of Tina’s face. That curious sparkle in her eyes was gifted some insight into a thing so dark, Bette didn’t feel comfortable showing her herself.

At first, Simone put the lighter aside, and sunk down just as Brandi picked her head up. They were eye-to-eye as the smoke billowed up of its own volition, escaping by design of breath. Simone watched what the girl was telling to her very carefully, as the experienced Domme that she was, and they had a conversation there, just the two of them:

Had enough already? … I thought we were just getting started.

I can take more.

… Prove it to me. Let’s teach this … Tina something. You and I.

Yes, Mistress.

Simone drew in a long drag, and then brought the cigarette from her mouth as she blew smoke into her submissive’s face. She smirked when her lover’s eyes simply shut, accepting it. Somehow she knew she would get another reaction from her mystery guest.

With a gentle sway of her hips, Simone sauntered over to where Bette and Tina had hesitated on the last two steps – cornered by the railing on either side. She took in yet another long drag of her cigarette, staring Tina right in the eye, and then she blew the smoke in her face.

Tina immediately turned her head, coughing, and bringing her hand up as instinct. It wasn’t the smoke that bothered her, although she had always found the habit disgusting. It was the disrespect that truly displaced her, but then again, she knew that was the purpose. Simone sent Bette a little grin from behind her two fingers, and the message was well-received. Simone had been expecting that reaction; she was having fun.

Knowing the game to be played, Tina stood her ground, tilting her head up as Simone’s smile parted for a long moment.

“She’s sexy.” But she pronounced it as syck-see …