Tess of course enjoys all the looks and innuendos to her it's a kind of foreplay with the other woman. No way would she ever admit to anything but resentment of this female laying beside her Master, touching her Master that's just the way she was programmed to react. However inside there was this almost twisted arousal to it all, a slight thrill in the jealousy she felt giving everything a more intense aspect, turning her on even more than usual while at the same time enraging her.<br/><br/>Tess knew this was demented and probably not normal, an almost self torture and deriving pleasure from it as well. Why would she become aroused by something that so obviously angered her? She continued to ponder these thoughts as she stare blankly at Jessica, the woman she wanted to hurt or see and hurt, as well as the woman she wanted to see screaming in pleasure writhing from her Masters big cock. She smiled faintly thinking she would surly need counseling after this.