A Little Wet Liar

"I. No." Nina half whispered. But, her words lacked the little power they'd still possessed back when Mistress L didn't have a pair of fingers directly pressed to her pussy.

"I can feel it." Mistress L almost purred. She was basking in her own power. "You're soaking wet right now. Your pussy doesn't lie little pet."

"No..." Nina said. She was more pleading then insisting by this point.

"Admit it." Mistress L commanded. At the exact same time, she slide the panties to the side slightly, so her fingers tips could brush against Nina's pussy with their electric touch.

The command hit like a sledge hammer. Nina's knees started to buckle and shake.

"I...Yes...I'm wet..." She half gasped out. Shame, defeat, pleasure, and desire all filtered into her voice.

"And what got you wet, pet?" Mistress L continued. The moment she got one victory, she was already pressing for the next. Smashing through Nina's dignity, wave after wave. Nina knew where this road was going, but she was a deer in the headlights.

She turned her head to the side, blushing fiercely. She couldn't even vocalize her own denials anymore. Bubbles watched her from the ground with big round eyes. She was panting softly.

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