Violet lay in bed, staring up at her ceiling. Her arm was trapped under the sleeping body of Snow, itself having fallen asleep. She had been up for awhile by now, but dared not move her arm lest she disturb Snow. She turned her head to watch her lover, admiring her peaceful beauty.
Rachel shifted in her sleep at the foot of the bed. She bumped Snow's leg in the process before settling down in a new position, quietly snoring away. A small amount of drool escaped her mouth, darkening the sheets.
Snow opened her eyes, smiling when she noticed Violet. She stretched, letting out an extended yawn as Violet reclaimed her arm.
Violet recoiled. "Whew, your breath stinks," she proclaimed.
Snow nudged Violet on the shoulder at the insult, grazing Violet's wrist in the process. She saw Violet wince at the contact. Realizing what happened, Snow grabbed Violet's arm with utmost care, pulling it close to her and placing the most delicate of kisses against the back of Violet's hand. "Does that make it feel better?" she asked.
"Not really," Violet answered, doing her best not to flinch from the intense tingling. When Snow began to pout, she followed up by saying, "But I don't want you to stop."
She did her best to endure the prickling sensations awakened by Snow's touch as she resumed her care. When it abated, Violet reached over to caress Snow's cheek before grabbing her neck and pulling her in for a kiss.
Breaking away, Violet grimaced. "Yeah, you definitely need to brush."
Snow slapped at Violet's arm.
"Sorry love, it's already gone. Slap me again, though, and I'll make sure you pay for it later," Violet threatened with a grin.
"Is that a promise?" Snow asked, her eyes full of defiance. She moved to strike Violet again.
Violet caught Snow by the wrist before it connected, squeezing just enough to not hurt. She forced Snow's hand downwards, pressing it against her sex. "Of course," she responded. She purred as she felt Snow wiggle her fingers against her lips.
"Good morning," Rachel said as she sat up in bed, staring at Violet with adoration.
Violet frowned at being interrupted. She wanted some alone time with her girlfriend. "You hungry?" she asked Snow.
"I could eat," she responded.
Violet turned to Rachel. "Rachel, go get Janet. I want both of you to fix breakfast for us all. Make whatever."
"Yes, Violet," Rachel said as she leapt off the bed and padded across the room. She was still naked as she roused Janet from her slumber on the couch, ready to convey Violet's wishes to her friend.
"She really is something," Snow said, grabbing Violet's attention. "How did you even meet her?"
"Let's just say she helped me with the device." Violet looked away from Snow's eyes, hoping the topic would be left at that.
"So," Snow began, "what's on the schedule for today?"
"Well, for starters, we can get some food, and then perhaps the two of us can have a nice. Long. Shower. Together," she said, walking two fingers up Snow's chest in time with her words.
She rolled over to sit atop Snow, her arms pressed against the pillow right beside Snow's head, locked at the elbows as she loomed over her lover. "When that's all done, when we're all nice and clean, I propose we get ourselves dirty again, with a little help from the device." She grinned at Snow, reaching down to play with her nipples, causing bumps to form around them as Snow mewled.
"What other sorts of things can we do with it?" Snow questioned with intrigue.
"Like I said, anything you can imagine. With it, I can make you think anything I want, make you become anything I want. As far as I can tell, the possibilities are endless." She lowered herself, pressing against Snow and wrapping her arms around her. "So, who would you like to be today? Better yet, why don't you think of something the four of us can do?"
Snow closed her eyes as she accepted Violet's embrace, moaning as Violet began nibbling at her neck. "Let's see," she said, trying not to get distracted by Violet's knowing touches. It wasn't easy. "How about... we make you think you're a dominatrix, and the rest of us are your new slaves in need of training. We could try to resist. It'd be your job to put us in our place, and we'd enjoy every minute of it."
Snow could feel the heat building within her at her own idea. It didn't help that Violet was simultaneously working her up in just the right way as well.
At least... she had been.
Snow opened her eyes when she realized Violet had stopped moving, only to see the frown on Violet's face as she looked to the side.
"What's wrong?" Snow asked. "Is that... not creative enough? Sorry, I don't have the greatest imagination." She looked hurt, having not meant to disappoint Violet.
"We won't be using the device on me," Violet informed her. She sat back, her eyes downcast.
Snow found some relief knowing that it wasn't because of her idea, yet still none the less concerned for Violet's sudden change in behavior. "Why not? It's fun, I can assure you."
"I just... it's just my choice, that's all."
Snow began rubbing Violet's thigh, her eyes twinkling. "C'mon, Vi. It can make you feel so much better, I promise. The orgasms I used to have don't even come close to the ones from last night." Catching herself, she added, "Not that the orgasms you gave me before weren't great, of course." She reached up, attempting to pull Violet closer and trying to entice her to give in. "With the device, it's just a whole new level. Trust me, you'll-"
"I said NO!" Violet shouted, facing Snow with anger.
