Our Solemn Hour

Chapter XIV: Broken

Author’s Note: Okay I can honestly say this story might have twenty chapters…probably not more than that but I’m thinking that it’s going to have a lot of chapters. Now I will write a sequel and that will be a Huddy. Hopefully I can pull in more readers with that. Also, I’m thankful for each and every review, and I am more than happy with JBLovesSharks for her ongoing inspiration and support. Enjoy!

It had officially passed the six month mark of Cuddy, Thirteen, and Cameron being gone. With that came Cuddy’s replacement. House had known for a while that they were going to send in a temporary replacement for Cuddy but he didn’t like that at all. It was a Monday and she was supposed to be coming in. House had arrived early for the sole purpose of getting there before her, and he was in Cuddy’s office behind her desk, waiting. The letters that bore Lisa Cuddy’s name on the office door had been replaced with the name Amber McKay. House didn’t like this at all. Not to mention that the last Amber he knew was a cut throat bitch, may she rest in peace.

The actual woman that came through the door was stunning. Not more so than Cuddy, but she was amazing. Cuddy had a classic beauty about her, but lacked that first glance hotness that this new Amber McKay brought to the atmosphere. She was about five foot nine, with chestnut colored hair and green eyes that were outlined perfectly by her eyeliner. She wore spectacles on her nose, and her hair was up in a bun. If House had to guess he would say that she was a flawless 36-24-36, and the legs that came out from under her skirt were absolutely amazing. He sat up in Cuddy’s chair, wondering what kind of fun he could start to have with her.

“You must be House.” Was the first thing she said to him. She set her black bag down in one of the chairs in front of the desk and held out her hand, “I’m Amber McKay.” House looked at her for another moment, completely dumfounded. He then cleared his throat, stood up, took her hand and shook it firmly, showing that he meant business.

“How did you know?” House asked her. He grabbed his cane which was sitting up against the side of the desk and leaned against it. Amber smiled at him and picked up her bag, she walked around to the chair House was previously sitting in and took a seat. House didn’t like that it was just so easy for her to come in there and usurp Cuddy’s power. She was certainly going to have to learn to live with him, because he wasn’t going to make any of this transition easy on her.

“Dr. Cuddy has a very big file about this place just in case something were to happen to her.” Amber replied with a smirk, “And I saw the cane.”

“You know, naming your kid Amber almost guarantees they are going to be a stripper. I guess your parents lucked out, huh?” House said to her, not making much of a move to leave the office. Amber looked at him.

“Yeah, what were my parents thinking?” Amber replied, her smart ass smirk had not been removed from her face. “Don’t you have clinic duty?” She then added, changing the subject. House didn’t know she had been briefed on the current state of everything in the hospital. He didn’t have a case currently, and since a lot of his days were about dealing with the police over his coworkers disappearances, he didn’t seem to get much done. He called almost every hour, on the hour, to the police to ask them if there was anything new. The search for them had been given up long ago, and House was desperate enough to put up flyers telling people to contact him with any information. He left his work number on the flyer so he’d have an excuse to worry about Cuddy at work.

“Cuddy said if anything ever happened to her I was immune from clinic duty forever.” House lied. The smirk on Amber’s face drifted away and she took in a deep breath, letting it out as a sigh. House perked up, if he was already getting to her, then maybe this would work out after all.

“Uh-huh I’m sure she did. Get to work.” Amber said, pointing to the door of the office. House thought about staying longer to bug her but she somehow had made him want to leave. He would be back though, oh yes he would be back.

***

Cameron didn’t eat the whole Oreo she just licked the cream out of the center of them and stuck the cookies back into the package. Cuddy didn’t know why but this annoyed her to no end. She was watching Cameron do just that as she laid on the “princess” bed in the corner. She also hated the fact that Cameron refused to watch anything but cartoons. Right now Spongebob was on and Cuddy was trying to get some sleep. It wasn’t the most fun being Cameron’s little toy, it had been two months of this and now she just wanted to be a work pony again. She envied April for taking her place, and she wished that Cameron wasn’t carrying Master’s child. She didn’t know what kind of world that child would grow up into and she didn’t want to know.

“Ice, get me some milk.” Cameron demanded from her spot on the bed. Cuddy grumbled and got up.

“Anything else?” Cuddy asked, Cameron was known to come up with something else she wanted just as soon as Cuddy got back with the first thing she had asked for.

“A peanut butter and jelly sandwich, with more jelly than peanut butter…oh and some pickles.” Cameron said as she took a new Oreo from the package and pulled it apart skillfully. Cuddy forced a smile and then walked out of the bedroom. She had twenty-four hour access to the kitchen now, and she was allowed to take whatever she wanted for herself as long as she was getting Cameron food. She was in the kitchen more than she was in any other room of the house now. She couldn’t go exploring because she was expected to be by Cameron’s side if she wasn’t getting her something.

Once she got into the kitchen she got some bread from the counter and took out two slices. She went to the fridge and looked through it for some jelly. There was strawberry jelly and grape jelly and for the life of her she couldn’t remember which one Cameron liked better. She chose a jelly at random, and looked at it. Grape would have to do, she didn’t really care if Cameron liked it or not. She got out a knife and then the peanut butter and headed over to the counter to prepare the sandwich.

“I like more jelly than peanut butter on my sandwich and I’m Cameron and get everything I want when I want. I get to lay in bed all day watching Spongebob. I’m a stupid little bimbo and Master Daniel is the greatest man in the world. I like--”

“Ice?” Checkers said, cutting her off. She was glad too because she had just been standing there saying crazy things to herself in a mocking tone. At least now she would be able to talk to someone who was more sane than Cameron. “You okay?”

“Yeah, sorry. Cameron is just getting on my nerves right now.” Cuddy replied as she finished making the sandwich and put it all together. She wanted to spit into it but she knew that wouldn’t be very nice, even though it would be nice to watch Cameron happily chow down on a wad of her spit. She got a plate down from one of the cabinets and put the sandwich on the plate. That’s when she remembered the pickles and the milk. Why anyone would want to have a PB&J sandwich with pickles was beyond her, but she assumed it was just a pregnancy craving. “How are you?”

“As fine as I’ll get. I came in here to start dinner.” Checkers said and walked over to the stove. Hanging above her on a metal rack were pans and stuff that she could use for cooking. She took down a wok and set it on the stove, “How does stir fry sound?”

“Sounds great.” Cuddy replied as she poured Cameron a glass of milk. She set the milk container back in the fridge and then saw the pickle jar. She picked it up and brought it over to the counter where the plated sandwich was. She took out two pickles and set them down next to the sandwich. She then took out a pickle and popped it into her mouth. Despite everything Cameron was putting her through, she was allowed to snack during the day and for that she was glad. “Just don’t use too much soy sauce this time, all that salt makes me retain water.”

“You got it.” Checkers replied. She put the jar back and closed the door to the fridge. She grabbed the plate and the glass before heading out of the kitchen back towards Cameron’s room. She had made this trip so many times she could do it with her eyes closed. She always used the back staircase because she wasn’t very sure about how Master Daniel would feel about her using the main one. He hadn’t said anything to her about it anyway but she didn’t want to get herself in trouble. When she got back to where Cameron was she used her butt to push the door open and then walked into the room, closing the door with her foot.

“Here you go, Autumn.” Cuddy said knowing that she was apt to ignoring her if she called her Cameron. Cameron took the plate and the glass of milk, it looked like she had finished with her bag of Oreos. She placed the glass on the nightstand and rested the plate on her extended belly. She picked up the sandwich and took a bite. Cuddy hoped she made it right, Cameron was no stranger to bitching at her if she did something wrong.

“Thank you Ice, it’s very good.” Cameron said with a mouthful of food. Cuddy smiled at her slightly and then went to lay down on her “princess” bed. On that bed she felt like a little lap dog, it was pink and frilly. She guessed she couldn’t really complain, but in the past two months she had only seen Thirteen from the window which meant they didn’t even get to talk to each other. She wanted someone to talk to, someone who was coherent and aware that the situation they were in was completely insane. Master Daniel was out riding one of his horses now, Cuddy was sort of hoping he’d come back soon because then he would be able to keep Cameron busy while she napped. She didn’t get a lot of sleep because anything Cameron needed at night, it was her job to get it.

Just as Cuddy was drifting off to dreamland, Master Daniel came through the door. He was dressed in traditional English riding clothes. Over the past however many months, Cuddy had learned to tack up a horse to get it ready for riding. It really wasn’t all that hard, just fastening buckles and getting the bit into the horse’s mouth, that was if they weren’t being stubborn. Cuddy lifted her head to see what Master Daniel was going to do next. Since the first night Cuddy had been forced to sleep in the same bedroom, Master Daniel and Cameron had sex. This abruptly stopped when Cameron hit her fifth month. Her belly was huge and Cuddy wondered if Master just didn’t find her attractive any more, or if it was just too hard to get around her stomach.

“Blow job, now!” Master Daniel commanded. Cuddy couldn’t believe that Master was going to make Cameron get on her knees and give him a blow job. Cameron seemed happy to oblige though and set her plate down on the bedside table. She slowly started to move towards Master. “Not you, her.” Master Daniel clarified, pointing at Cuddy.

“Why me? She’s your concubine.” Cuddy spat out. Master Daniel hadn’t asked her for anything sexual in the past few months, why was he starting now? Cameron looked shocked and hurt. She folded her arms over her exponentially expanding chest and started to pout.

“Are you going to question me?”

“No, I mean I just don--”

“Shut up! You better be blowing me within the next thirty seconds or you’re in for a world of hurt.” Master snapped at her. She looked at Cameron who was now crying, silent tears rolling down her cheeks. If it wasn’t bad enough that Master had stopped having sex with the girl he tricked into loving him, she was now going to have to watch as her lap dog pleasured the man she loved so much. Cuddy was hurried into a panic, she didn’t want to be beaten or punished for not obeying. She fell to her knees in front of Master and unzipped his pants, releasing his cock. She took him into her mouth just as her thirty second time window slammed shut.

Master Daniel brought his hands down and tangled them in Cuddy’s hair. She wasn’t liking this at all, Cameron crying in the bed next to her…it was all over the top. She so badly wanted to bite Master as hard as she could but if she did that and the wound didn’t cause him to bleed enough to die, she would be in a lot of trouble. She started to trace his cock with her tongue, taking a very large portion of it into her mouth. Master Daniel started to thrust slowly and gently, not all out skull fucking her, at least not yet. She could hear Cameron whimpering from her spot on the bed. It was so surreal to her at this point. She didn’t like doing this to her friend.

Master Daniel smelled like horses and the sweet smell of hay. Normally she wouldn’t mind but the association with the smell was now one of her giving a forced blowjob to someone that she absolutely abhorred. She looked sideways at Cameron, who now had her face pressed into a pillow as she cried. Cuddy wanted to cry too but she didn’t, it would give Master way too much pleasure. He started to thrust harder into her mouth, holding her hair tightly. She felt him hit her gag reflex more than once and she was sure that she was going to vomit. She swallowed down the bile as best she could when he finally spilled his hot seed into her mouth. She swallowed quickly, and then another few times. She didn’t want to vomit right after a blow job she was sure there would be some sort of punishment for that.

“Very good Ice.” Master said, “I’m going to go shower, you two get ready we’re going out.” He then added as an after thought. Cuddy was shocked to hear this statement, she hadn’t left the ranch in months and now he was going to take them somewhere? She looked to Cameron, who had been off site many times in the past few months to see a doctor. She was still crying in her pillow, Master Daniel had shown no remorse for what he had just done to Cuddy.

“Cam?” Cuddy said softly, then she heard the shower in the bathroom start up and she knew she could be a little louder. “Cameron.”

“My name is AUTUMN!” Cameron screeched and then sat up quickly and threw the pillow at Cuddy’s head. She was able to bring her hands up and snatch the pillow before it would have hit her. She didn’t think Cameron should be this mad, after all they were all sex slaves. Cuddy got up and walked over to the bed, she didn’t dare sit on it though.

“First of all, we have to get you dressed. Secondly, do you think I really wanted to do that?” Cuddy snapped at her. She grabbed Cameron by the arm and tried to pull her off of the bed. Because of the baby weight Cameron had put on she was a lot harder to drag, and right now all Cameron wanted to do was stay in the bed and sob. “I am not getting in trouble for you.” Cuddy threatened and finally was able to pull Cameron off of the bed. Once she was on her feet, though, she immediately collapsed to her knees and started to sob into her hands.

“He doesn’t love me any more! He doesn’t want me anymore!” She shouted as she sobbed. To an outsider looking in, like Cuddy, she could see how Cameron would think that. Cameron and Master were practically married and he had just gotten sexually satisfied by someone else. Also, since he had stopped having sex with Cameron, who knew what was going on in her head?

“I’m sure he does.” Was the only thing Cuddy could think to say.

“You don’t know anything you stupid whore!” Cameron shouted back at her. Cuddy winced slightly at the power of her words but she did think that calling her a whore was completely uncalled for. She forced Cameron to her feet and looked her in the eye.

“You have to get dressed.” She said sternly, “How about that nice butterfly sundress with a cardigan over it?” Cuddy asked, trying to take the focus off of her. Cameron bit her bottom lip and nodded slightly. The weeks had turned into months and it was now October. Cuddy only knew this because there was a calendar in the kitchen and someone would put an “X” over each day that had passed. If she remembered correctly the exact day was the 25th. She heard mention of a costume party on the 31st but it wasn’t like she was going to get to have fun at a party. It wasn’t nearly as cold as it would have been had they been in Jersey but it was still a bit chilly, especially at night.

She walked over to the dresser that was specifically for Cameron and opened up the top drawer. She pulled out the dress with monarch butterflies on it and brought it over to Cameron. If she wasn’t going to dress herself, then Cuddy was going to have a bitch flip. She shoved the dress into the girls arms and went to the closet to get her a sweater. She wondered how Thirteen was doing and if she was even going to get to see Thirteen before they left. She wanted to talk to her so very badly, but being kept in the house like she was, there was no chance of that. She was still in love with Thirteen, still in the mentality that she would take a bullet for her if it came down to it. She grabbed a black sweater from a hook and headed back over to Cameron.

When she got there, thankfully Cameron was redressed in her outfit. Cuddy thought she looked nice in the dress even though it was something that she would never wear herself. She held the sweater out and Cameron stepped into it, sliding her arms into the sleeves. Once she was done she sat back down on the bed and started to cry again. Cuddy just had to take pity on the girl, she was going through a hell that she couldn’t even imagine. Cuddy put her hand on Cameron’s shoulder, causing her to look up with tears streaming down her face. Their eyes locked and for a brief moment Cuddy thought she was going to kiss Cameron, randomly, right there. Then the water in the bathroom shut off and Cuddy was shaken out of her reverie. She didn’t know what was in Cameron’s eyes that she liked so much but it was there and she had noticed it.

***

Gillian had come back a week prior, Jade Blue was sold to Mistress Monica and so she had come back. Thirteen hadn’t spoken one intelligible word to anyone in the past month in a half. She had done what many who volunteered to be a pony girl, had before her. She had claimed her “pony space”. She was now and always going to be Summer. She only responded to Summer, she did not know a life outside of this place. All she knew was that Gillian liked to push the ball back and fourth with her when they weren’t required to do shows, and she liked that.

Gillian had tried to talk to her when she came back, but Thirteen refused, she would rather sulk and kick things around than be comforted by someone who wasn’t Cuddy. Although now the name Cuddy escaped her, the name Ice had also escaped her since she hadn’t seen anyone but Gillian, April, Mistress Katherine, Autumn, and Master Daniel for the past two months. She knew that there was a mystery woman who sometimes watched her from the windows, but was not clear on her name. There she sat, that day in the sun, pushing the red ball back to Gillian.

“Dark wings they are descending, see shadows gathering around, one by one they are falling, every time they try to strike us down…” Gillian was singing under her breath but loud enough for Thirteen to hear. She never tried to stop her from singing, it was actually very comforting, but Thirteen never sang, she never made anything more than pony noises because she knew that she wasn’t supposed to if Master Daniel was there or not. “As they took your soul away, the night turned into the day, blinded by your rays of life, gave us the strength we needed. Dark winds they are descending, see shadows gathering around, one by one they are falling, every time they try to strike us down.”

Thirteen was sitting, facing the house and she saw the door opened. There had been mention of taking her off site for a show so when Master appeared with Autumn and the mystery woman that liked to stare at her she realized that it was time to go. A large Ford F-150 had been parked a few hundred feet away from the corral and attached to it’s back was a large horse trailer. Master gave Thirteen a silent nod and she got up and walked over to the gate. Mistress Katherine had not put the electric fence on for quite some time now, but it didn’t matter because Thirteen was far beyond trying to escape.

“Good little filly.” Master Daniel said to Thirteen and then held out his hand and presented a sugar cube. Thirteen took it and then neighed happily to show her thanks. Master then attached a leash to the collar around her neck and started to pull her towards the horse trailer. At that point Cuddy wanted to talk to Thirteen more than anything, but she knew that she couldn’t. She could already tell by Thirteen’s demeanor that there was something very wrong with the girl. She didn’t seem brazen or stubborn at all, she seemed exactly like a real pony. When they got to the horse trailer, Master Daniel unlocked it with a key and opened the back door. He led Thirteen to the very first stall at the front, and clipped her leash to the wall. He then turned and looked at Cuddy.

“You too, Ice, second stall.” Master Daniel commanded, pointing at the stall that was next to Thirteen’s. There was a small metal divider at about waist height so they could see each other and talk to each other, although Cuddy was sure that not much talking was going to be done. Cuddy looked at Cameron and then stepped up into the trailer and to the second stall. Master clipped her leash onto the wall, probably just a formality seeing as how Cuddy didn’t have to wear her gloves any more, and let the trailer, closing and locking the door behind him.

***

One the way to the next ranch Cuddy tried to talk to Thirteen, she really did, but Thirteen acted mostly like she didn’t even know Cuddy. Thirteen kept looking at her like she was new meat, and every so often she would whinny but she never said anything. About fifteen minutes into the trip Cuddy gave up and sat down on the hay covered floor. She could have unsnapped her leash, but she didn’t because she didn’t want to get in trouble. Thirteen wasn’t even responding to her name, not Remy and not Thirteen, Cuddy didn’t know what she was supposed to do. She wanted to start crying but she realized that if Master saw her doing that he’d probably yell at her.

Fifteen minutes after Cuddy had completely given up on Thirteen, the truck stopped and parked somewhere. Cuddy looked up from her spot on the floor and slowly got to her feet, Thirteen had remained standing the whole time, leaving Cuddy to wonder how she was able to keep her balance in a moving trailer with those shoes on. The back door opened and Cameron was standing there, behind Master Daniel. He came into the trailer and unhooked Cuddy’s leash, she immediately went over to Cameron who pulled her into a tight hug almost as if she had expected never to see Cuddy again. Master then unclipped Thirteen’s leash and led her out of the trailer.

They were at a ranch, much like the one that Master Daniel owned, but this one was a bit smaller. Off to the left was a corral where one pony girl and two pony boys were walking around aimlessly. A Master and a Mistress approached Master Daniel and the woman gave him a hug. They started to talk as Master Daniel led Thirteen to the corral. Cameron followed, with her hand clasped tightly in Cuddy’s, pulling her along as they went. Once Thirteen was in the corral, she immediately went up to one of the male horses and started to nuzzle him. This made Cuddy feel so incredibly heart broken she thought she was going to have to sit down. She stumbled back, but Cameron’s grip held firm and slowly the world came back into focus around her.

“You’re breeder’s filly has full access to our kitchen over your stay here.” The Mistress said, motioning to Cuddy.

“Very good. Thank you.” Master Daniel replied and then shot Cuddy a warning look. Cuddy was slowly starting to realize that she was completely fucked now. She couldn’t just run away and get help, she had to stay, she had to pull Thirteen out of her world where she was a pony. They all had to fight, just a little bit longer and they would be fine.

“Who wants to see a show?” The Master asked, clapping his hands together.

“I sure as hell would, how about you Autumn?” Master said, turning to look at Cameron. Cuddy wanted to scream to the world that her name was not Autumn, that it was Allison Cameron and they were the ones on the news…but obviously it wasn’t going to change much. Cameron nodded eagerly, she let go of Cuddy’s hand and stepped up next to Master Daniel, nuzzling her face into his shoulder.

The Master snapped his fingers and motioned at one of the male horses. He didn’t say anything but the pony seemed to know what he wanted. None of them were wearing face masks, and the male pony wasn’t wearing gloves like Thirteen was. She was busy nuzzling and playing with the other male horse when the first male horse came up behind her. She noticed this and turned to face him, they started to nuzzle each other before Thirteen crawled a few feet away and shook her ass a little. Cuddy didn’t want to watch this. She winced and turned away, it was too weird to see Thirteen all of a sudden be so submissive.

Master Daniel noticed that she had turned away and grabbed a fistful of her hair and turned her head so she had to watch. She took the hint and cried out, opening her eyes just as the first male horse mounted Thirteen. She couldn’t believe that she was the only one of the three of them that actually understood what was happening. Master Daniel and the other owners were cheering and clapping their hands. The pony boy was now thrusting hard into Thirteen, and she was neighing and carrying on like she was actually enjoying it. She kept tossing her head back and stomping her front hoof. Cuddy wanted to scream. She didn’t know what to do she couldn’t watch this, she just couldn’t. Keeping her head in Thirteen’s direction so she could appear to be watching, when actually her eyes were cast downward and away from the action. After quite a few minutes of this, Thirteen appeared to cum hard and let out a loud neigh. The male horse kept pounding into her for another few seconds before neighing in triumph and pulling away from Thirteen. The new Master and Mistress cheered, along with Master Daniel and even Cameron.

“Want to stay for dinner?” The new Master asked Master Daniel.

“Hmm, I told Checkers we’d be back for dinner but I’m sort of sick of her food.” Master Daniel replied and they both laughed, “Dinner sounds great.”

“Excellent!” The new Mistress said, “Come on lets head inside, I’m sure dinner is almost ready.” She and her husband turned and they started to walk inside. Master Daniel followed them, pulling Cameron with him and Cuddy reluctantly followed. She was sort of hoping that she would be left with Thirteen so she could try to pull her out of her shell again, but it was looking like she was going to have to sick behind Cameron. She took one last glance at Thirteen and then turned and tried to forget about her. She never felt more alone in her life.

***

During dinner they had been invited to stay the night. Cuddy didn’t see the point in staying the night since it had only taken them thirty minutes to get there but Master Daniel had accepted their offer. She learned the names of the new Master and Mistress. They were Phillip and Naomi. Cuddy and Cameron were now up in a large guest bedroom, sans Master Daniel because he was downstairs having drinks with Master Phillip and Mistress Naomi. Master Daniel had ordered Cuddy to brush Cameron’s hair. Cuddy was sitting behind Cameron doing what she was told. There was something weirdly calming about doing this. She was focused on that and nothing else. Cameron had redressed in a nightgown and was sitting cross legged in front of her.

“Did you see Thirteen out there? What’s wrong with her?” Cuddy asked, now that they were alone. She knew that Cameron wasn’t going to answer her with something that she liked, but she was finally able to talk and she’d be damned if she wasn’t going to say something.

“Summer was very good today.” Cameron said in an empty headed voice. This caused Cuddy to sigh.

“I guess you would see it that way huh?” Cuddy replied softly. She reached 100 strokes so she stopped and put the brush down on the nightstand. She didn’t see how it was fair that Master Daniel got to sit downstairs getting hammered when she had to sit there entertaining Cameron. She hadn’t had a drink in over six months and she could honestly say the first thing she was going to do when she got home was down a bottle of Grey Goose. Cameron turned to look at her.

“Ice you seem sad.” She said and then reached up and stroked Cuddy’s cheek with her hand gently, “Is it because I called you a whore earlier?” Cuddy had honestly, completely forgotten about that. Even if she had remembered, she certainly wouldn’t have been mad this long.

“No it’s just that--” Before she could go on explaining herself to a vapid Cameron, the girl leaned in and pulled her into a kiss. Cuddy was surprised, but not so surprised that she didn’t kiss back. It was a little awkward at first, due to Cameron’s extended belly, but soon they were close and Cameron was holding her. Cuddy really needed this, she hadn’t had any proper stimulation since she was split from Thirteen and even the times that she got to pleasure herself in the shower were nowhere near as good as if it were done by another person.

She deepened the kiss and laid Cameron onto her back on the bed. She pulled away from Cameron’s lips and started to lick and kiss at her neck. Master Daniel could be back any minute, but she didn’t want this to stop. She wondered if she would get in trouble if they were caught, if so, it would probably be worth it. As she worked her way downward, she inched Cameron’s nightgown up and her panties down. It was weird doing this to a pregnant woman, but Cameron didn’t even seem to notice she was carrying a child at that point. Once she had her panties off, she tossed them aside and started to kiss and lick at Cameron’s inner thighs. Cameron moaned loudly, reaching down to tangle her fingers in Cuddy’s hair.

After teasing Cameron for a suitable period of time, Cuddy nuzzled her face into the girls soaking wet pussy. Cameron cried out in ecstasy and her grip on Cuddy’s hair got tighter. Cuddy started to lick and suck, bringing her hands up to open Cameron even more. She started to trace her tongue up and down, licking here and there, always up towards Cameron’s clit. Cameron was loving every minute of this and Cuddy couldn’t believe how turned on she was at that very moment. She thought of Thirteen briefly but it gave her a pang in her chest and she realized she had to focus on the here and now.

She slipped two fingers into Cameron’s wet hole skillfully and started to move them in and out as she now focused her tongue on Cameron’s clit. She was flicking it lightly at the soft pink nub and Cameron arched her back, her hips bucking upwards. She was moaning continuously and Cuddy’s own body was going wild. She wondered, suddenly, if Cameron would return the favor. If not, she could just slink over to her cot and finish the job herself, it didn’t really matter at that point. Cameron started tugging at Cuddy’s hair, “Ice! Ice!” She cried and she didn’t have to say anything more, Cuddy knew that she was about to cum. She clasped her mouth over Cameron’s clit and sucked back on it gently. This sent Cameron over the edge, bucking and screaming with pleasure. Cuddy remained there until Cameron was done, licking up the juices that flowed from her after her orgasm.

When things had finally settled, Cameron took a moment to breathe and then sat up. She pulled Cuddy into her arm and kissed her roughly. Cuddy kissed back as Cameron’s hand ran down her flat belly towards her panties. Cuddy wanted to keep on kissing Cameron forever, the world just seemed to melt away around her and she was just so glad that this was happening. When Cameron slipped her fingers into Cuddy’s very responsive body, Cuddy cried out into Cameron’s mouth. It felt so good to have someone else’s hand down there. She started to grind her hips downward, trying to push them deeper inside of her.

Cameron skillfully used her thumb to press on Cuddy’s clit in random intervals and it was driving Cuddy absolutely wild. She didn’t know when the pressure would come next and it just left her aching for more. She started to thrust down hard, wanting even more contact with Cameron’s hand than she was getting. Cameron pulled away from Cuddy’s mouth, and started to lick and kiss at Cuddy’s neck. Cuddy cried out in unbelievable passion, that’s when Cameron started to bite her. Not hard, just little nips here and there. This sent Cuddy over the edge and she cried out, not really calling a name, just a sound of major release. Cameron’s hand stayed there until her body had completely calmed down. When Cuddy was finished, Cameron pulled her hand away and brought it up to her mouth, licking and sucking her fingers. Cuddy collapsed onto the bed with a smile on her face and a fluttering heart. She had become sufficiently happy for the time being.