Celia jerked to a stop, her hair tugged back. Shs gasped in pain.<em>Ah, that's better.</em>She thought.<em>Things were getting too risky. To mushy, to close. This I can cope with.</em>"Y.. Yes Mistress. Sorry, Mistress." Celia smiled as she was pulled against Mistress' body. Her face landed between Mistress' breasts, pressed into her cleavage. She couldn't resist and her arms went around Mistress' waist. "I love you" she murmured into those wonderful breasts.