Madame Hyde

Seph laughed again, only because she looked so damn adorable and all she wanted to do was kiss her again. “Don’t laugh!” Lucy squealed. She shifted, moving to kiss her again and Seph felt the mood return as she tugged Lucy onto her lap, spreading her thighs so as to rub the toy between them. There was a rattling, clinking sound, signalling her struggle in the cuffs as she continued to kiss and rock her thigh against Lucy’s movements. “Seph,” Lucy called out. When at last the woman had left, she took a breath and closed her eyes.