“Stop chasing me!” She screams as she runs to the bedroom door.

“But someone wants a proper fight don’t they?”

Bette manages to grab her around the waist, as they both struggle and fall to the floor in the hallway. Bette is laughing a fair amount allowing Tina to straddle her and pin her wrists above her head.

“Ha, say mercy bitch!” Tina teases, sitting on her lover.

“Bitch?” Bette roars with laughter, “I think someone is getting carried away”

“Say it!” Tina puts both of Bette’s wrists in one hand, tweaking Bette’s nipple.

Bette winces, “Ouch!”

Tina twists her nipple further, enjoying this role reversal.

Bette was intrigued to see where this was going. “Never”

“Then I shall punish you” Tina says seductively, moving in to kiss the brunette. As Bette begins to respond, Tina pulls back. “Only good girls are rewarded with kisses” Tina remarks.

Causing Bette to raise her eyebrows, Tina certainly had the dominant persona perfected.

“Now, how should I punish my girl” Tina smirks.

“Teeee” Bette begins, wanting to warn her lover.

“Shush slave” Tina places her finger on Bette’s lips. The blonde couldn’t believe Bette was allowing her this privilege. Something about it felt so natural, she suddenly had this urge to make her mistress squirm and beg.

Bette looked up in to Tina’s eyes, seeing a strength that had not been there in the past. Sure when Tina was being cheeky her eyes were full of a confidence that came from years of being boisterous and getting her own way, but this was serious. And as much as Bette didn’t want to admit it, it was turning her on… big time.

Tina looks to Bette’s eyes, seeing a lust building. Tina lightly drags her finger across Bette’s jaw line. “Does someone secretly like being dominated, huh baby?”

Bette’s chest was rising and falling, she just shakes her head.

“I think you’re lying to me” Tina breathes. Intrigued, she reaches behind, boldly dipping her hand below Bette’s pants. The brunette squirms as she feels Tina’s fingers dip feeling her arousal. Tina gasps, looking back around at her pinned lover.

Bette blushes, her body revealing what her mouth would not.

Tina brings her wet fingers back, she puts them to Bette’s mouth, wanting to shove them in and make Bette lick them clean. They lock eyes.