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She murmured faintly, wanting more kisses. Rachel laughed softly against her lips and kissed her again. “I have no idea what time it even is, but I suspect an earlyish dinner and some water is in order.”
Penelope muttered protests at being left, but when Rachel popped into the other room, she pulled the covers back up and over her body and let herself drift toward sleep. Rachel had slept for a good few hours earlier, and Penny had laid there with her Domme in her arms and thought. So now she was quite happy to let go of everything and just relax.
When Rachel returned, she’d cocooned herself in the blankets, just her head peeking out.
“Well, don’t you look comfy.”
She nodded. “Uh huh.”
“Have some water for me.”
Penelope pulled a face, and Rachel shook her head. “Oh, dear God. Have I unleashed your inner brat?”
“Perhaps,” she said, smirking.
“Well, brats need a firm hand, so you’re going to drink your water.”
“Fiiiiiiiine.” Penny wasn’t really bratting; she was just being playful, and Rachel seemed to know that. She drank her water without much complaint, and then looked pointedly at Rachel until the other woman sighed.
“Fine, I’ll go and drink some water as well. Will that please you?”
“It will indeed,” said Penelope primly. Now that she knew that more intense sexual scenes could result in Rachel experiencing top drop, she was going to be more strict about ensuring that her Domme was looked after as well.
“You’re too fucking cute,” said Rachel, in between gulps of water.
“You need looking after too,” said Penny. “I’d be remiss if I didn’t ensure that you rehydrate as well.”
Rachel’s eyes softened at that. “Yeah? You want to look after me?”
“Of course,” said Penelope. “Considering you’re incapable of doing so yourself.” There was no sting in her words though, just gentle teasing. Besides, she liked this. It made her feel like there was better balance between them.
Balance was good.
Rachel had ordered sandwiches for them. “I thought that since we had such a big lunch, we’d something a bit lighter for dinner.” Plain white bread, buttered generously, and filled with a variety of fillings—prosciutto paired with parmesan shavings; big juicy tomato slices accompanied by hunks of mozzarella; and roasted vegetables with provolone and lashings of balsamic vinegar.
It was actually the perfect post-coital meal; not too heavy, and filling enough to satisfy the appetites they’d worked up.
They ate in bed, brushing crumbs off the blanket, and then chased each other into the lounge area, where they curled up with blankets on the couch and watched late 90s sitcoms on the television.
CHAPTER 20
Rachel
The next day, buoyed by the success of the hucow scene the day before, Rachel decided that they should go to visit the petting zoo.
“What if I need further inspiration for our pet play scenes?” she teased, when Penelope looked dubious.
“I don’tactuallywant to be a real-life cow,” her submissive protested, but nevertheless she put on her pink cow-print skirt, a pretty white top with a sweetheart neckline that framed her voluptuous curves perfectly, and her cow ears.
“I think you’re missing a few things,” said Rachel.
Penny looked down at her outfit, confused. “I don’t think so…”
Rachel pointed to Penelope’s collar, with its pretty cowbell, which was sitting on the bedside table on her side of the bed. “I mean, if you don’t want to, I completely understand, but as you grabbed your ears…”
“Oh! Yes! Thank you for remembering.” Penny ran over to grab it and came bounding back to stand in front of Rachel. Her eyes wide, the submissive smiled at Rachel as she offered it up to her with both hands.
Fixing the collar in place, Penelope holding her blonde hair up so Rachel could do it up at the back, just felt so right. Rachel felt a frisson of something in her stomach as Penny spun round and went onto her toes to kiss her.
