Orla smiled the entire time. Horrible as it was, this was the sort of thing she enjoyed. She spent most of her time following orders, listening to people who told her what they wanted and when. She didn't mind it, no. Because it was what she did. She'd chosen it, so she had no right to complain.
But in those rare opportunities where she was the one in control, Orla took hold and refused to let go. She was a selfish little brat of a girl who'd never really had anyone tell her no as she was growing up. She'd never really grown up either. But then, her current behavior would show that.
She kissed Millicent firmly, cupping the underside of her breast with one hand and rubbing her thumb up against the nipple.
"Here's how it's going to work." She pulled away from Millicent's lips quickly, instead moving to her ear. She spoke softly after gently biting her earlobe. "You just do as I say each time you drop by. Simple, isn't it? Get me off, and you can go for today."
Taking Millicent's hand, Orla moved it down her body until she could feel cold fingers against the most sensitive of places. "I don't suppose I have to tell you how."