<strong>Faeremhara Llaeloth</strong><br/><br/>The Matron Mother smiled, glad to see how eager the succubus was - well, of course she would be! Of course, it did not escape her that Zekolyn was up to something, but it was entirely possible it was for 'security' measures - after all, she was aware the dragon had keen senses, and most likely telepathic communication with his rider, so he could have noticed anything.<br/><br/>Or it could be his own business - she entertained the possibility that the pair were plotting something against her, but shrugged it aside. It seemed... unlikely. Not while she was in a position of strength, at the very least. So she let it slide, assuming it would not affect her, and decided to accept the offer of punishment.<br/><br/>"And you just let her take her leave from you like that... well, I'm not sure apologies alone can be enough."<br/><br/>As she spoke, she raised her hand between Andariel's legs, sliding a finger along her slit.<br/><br/>"But we need to be clean before we handle your punishment. So..."<br/><br/>She eased herself down, up to her neck in water, and closed her eyes a moment. Moments later, she let herself float to the surface, lying on her back, legs spread.<br/><br/>"Here's what we'll do for now. Janafae, come here, help clean between my legs with your tongue. Do a good job for me, and consider cleaning a little lower and further back as well. Andariel... I would never ask you to drink of me, for I'm sure it is my soul you would consume. But still..."<br/><br/>She considered Andariel's height. Yes, the succubus was tall enough.<br/><br/>"Come stand here, over my face, so I can see your assets. And I will provide you with pleasure, before we get to business."