Lesbian live cam girl show - part 3
After I stepped back, everything went back to normal.
I even looked at myself to see if I was soaked, but I
wasn't.
"What was that?" I asked
"A little trick I've learned over the years to protect
myself. It has a rather surprising effect, don't you
think?" she smiled.
"No shit," I replied. "I thought I was drowning."
"Had you continued your attack on my person, you would
have," she said, pulling her upward-sweeping, white
eyebrows nearly together over her narrow nose.
"I wouldn't have tried to attack you if you hadn't done
this to Dodie," I said, putting my arms back around
Dodie.
"She's fine. She sleeps. Her senses are much too strong.
If I awaken her now, she will go into sensory overload
and right back into the same panic condition she was in
when I put her to sleep," the woman said. "I will awaken
her when I feel she is ready to deal with me and not
before."
"What are you gonna do, just let her stand there like
this all day?" I asked, not really wanting to hear her
answer.
"If I so choose," she replied. "Do you wish to join
her?"
"No," I answered. "I have to protect her."
"She needs no protection. She is perfectly safe as she
is. A lot safer than you, I might add. If I wished to do
her harm, there would be absolutely nothing you could do
to prevent it. You could not even protect yourself
should I decide to harm you. But why should I? You are
both lovely young ladies and I wish to enjoy your
company, not do battle with you."
"Then wake her up," I ordered.
"I will not. I told you why. I will not change my mind
simply to please you. You are being selfish. You only
want her awake so you won't have to deal with me alone,"
the woman glared at me. "Besides, you will learn; I give
the orders around here, and I'm not very good at taking
them from someone else."
"I just want to be sure she's all right," I said.
"Take my word for it, she's fine," she replied.
"Why should I take your word for anything? You're the
one who made her like this," I said.
"You should take my word because I have given you it.
Had she not required rest, I would not have administered
it unto her. She is calming down somewhat. I shall
awaken her shortly. You will see I am being truthful. My
word is more binding than a blood-oath," she stated,
then giggled. "Sometimes it is a blood-oath."
"Who are you?" Where'd you come from?" I asked.
"I am Countess Larissa Leverrier," she replied.
"Liver what?" I asked.
That time, her eyebrows touched when she glared at me.
"I'm sorry," I quickly apologized. "I didn't mean for
that to come out sounding so rude. I just didn't
understand the pronunciation of your last name."
"It is pronounced La ver ya. Never mind; you
could not pronounce it properly anyway. Just leave it at
Countess," she said, letting her eyebrows return to
where they belonged.