"I do." Sara purred, suddenly in a gentle tone, stroking Daphne's hair. "And you are. But to continue to be both, you have to obey me." With that, she snapped back and gripped Sara's hair tight. "So you had damn well better let me touch you however I want, slut."
"Shy my arse." Sara growled with a chuckle as she kept Daphne pinned. Her knee made it's way inbetween Daphne's legs to rub against her sex lightly.
As Daphne leaned into the kiss, Sara pulled back, just far enough to their lips were just a slight bit to far to be ghosting one another. "Are you going to be a good girl and do whatever I say?"