Emilla giggles softly in Vera's ear, nuzzling herself in against the other woman's neck. "Mmmm..I am." she whispers. Her fingers close in on one of those nipples, pinching it firmly, twisting the little nub for a moment while her other hand slides down to slowly stroke over Vera's folds for just a moment. A very short moment as she's soon directing the girl into the water once more so she can rinse her hair out.

A gasp escaped her lips as her pet pinched and twisted one of her nipples. Minor stings of pain ached her helpless nub but also rewarded with a warm heat that spreads throughout her firm orb. Vera's eyes were still closed to avoid the sting of the soap in her eyes. Her world was briefly just one of touch and sound as she felt Emilla's fingers travel lower and between her thighs. A small nudge urged her foward so the cascade of water could soak her head and wash the shampoo down her glistening form. She provided no resistance, enjoying these few moments of pampering.

The 'pet' pushes her body against Vera's from behind, her form molding against the other woman's own. Her fingers twisting and tugging on that nipple. "Do you do this to many women, Miss Matsumoto?" she whispers in the Head Girl's ear. Her other fingers slide down over the woman's sex, parting her lips so a single digit can dip inside of that deliciously tight hole. "Mmm..."

"Ngh..." she stifled a soft gasp as Emilla continued to toy with her nipple. The woman pressed closer to the Head Girl, whispering in her ear as her other hand slipped into her folds. Her insides were nice and tight, making the student work for every inch inside Vera's lovely form. "Not at all," she cooed, "Only a few are worthy of my... attention." Her toes curled against the shower floor, enjoying the gentle pleasures that tingled up and down her spine as her newest servant explored.

Emilla tilts her head, her lips pressing against the Head Girl's neck, teeth scraping against that soft flesh as her tongue darts out to taste Vera. "Am I worth your attention then, Miss Matsumoto?" she whispers before sucking on her neck. Her fingers slowly sink into that tight little sex, pushing into her, stretching that wonderful little hole a little. "Mmmm..." Her other hand remains on Vera's breast, massaging the heavy flesh, squeezing and drawing the other girl back against her. "I want to make you moan Miss Matsumoto."

The Head Girl tilted her head, allowing Emilla access to her neck. "Uhhnnn... Keep doing well and perhaps I will give you my undivided attention," she said heatily, "Mmm.. You really want to take things don't you. I guess I will just have to keep your hands busy when you are working in the future." The student's breasts mashed up against her back, dragging those hardening nipples up and down her smooth skin. Vera sighed with pleasure, letting herself be pulled back. The shower sprayed down on her chest as the woman's fingers continued to mold her firm flesh like clay.

Emilla moans softly in Vera's ear, her hips pushing up against the other student's backside, grinding against her. "Mmm..stay right here Miss Matsumoto." she whispers, her fingers giving Vera's clit a little tweak before she slowly slips away. She hurries out of the shower and returns in just a short minute, now wearing an impressive little strap on. She strokes it slowly for Vera, if the woman looks, before trying to slip up behind her once more. She urges the Head Girl to lean forwards and thrust her ass back, so the tip of the toy can rub against her sex.

Vera waited as Emilla disappeared from the shower only to return with a large strap on. Unfortunately for her new pet, the Head Girl was not about to turn around and let her own servant fuck her like that. Her hand gripped the rod as she pressed up against the other woman. "Tsk tsk," she hissed softly, "You have much to learn, my little pet." She pulled the toy off of Emilla's hips and slowly ran the tip up and down between the woman's breasts. "This is what you should be asking for me to stick into your eager little cunt," she continued, "A pet does not bend their owner down and take them from behind. No... If you wish to make me moan, you will try it properly. Get on your knees and put those lips you were using to taste my neck to good use. Do well and I may forgive your little attempt to go beyond your position." She was not really angry. It was amusing to see the woman go out of the way to try and bring her pleasure. But that was all Vera was going to allow. Please, not control or dominance. Emilla was going to learn one way or another how to pleasure a Head Girl like a proper slave.

Emilla frowns as the toy is tugged off of her and that tip is lifted up to tease against her. She draws in a deep breath, whimpering softly as she listens and nods. "Yes Miss Matsumoto." she whispers, her teeth dig into her lower lip as she slowly begins to sink to her knees in front of Vera. Her hands lift, gently resting on the Head Girl's thighs, lips pressing against her sex softly, kissing the other woman's lower lips almost chastely.

The Head Girl sighed, sensing the woman becoming down hearted. She stroked through Emilla's hair. "Now now," she said softly, "Would it really be proper for the one that broken you in to bend over at the whim of her own servant? You are thinking of my pleasure which is wonderful but make sure it is just that. A servant's goal is not to dominate her owner but to service her needs. Mmm... Just you are now." Vera sighed again. Emilla did not seem too into the position which was a pity. But the she did not goad the woman any further. Instead, her hand slid down the side, stroking the servant's cheek. "You have been improving quickly and it is just your first day."

The kneeling girl leans back, looking up at the Head Girl above her. "Mnm.." she groans in response, her tongue flicking out over those soft folds. Really, she's used to taking a bit of control in her relations with other women at this school. So many of them are such good little sluts that it's hard not to..not that a few of them hadn't bent her over in their time. Still, her lips press softly against Vera's sex once more, tongue darting out again and again while her hands lift to grasp the other woman's hips.

The woman seemed to be growing more into the role. Hands grabbed Vera's hips, holding her steady as the servant buried her face between her thighs. "Mmm.." Soft coos of pleasure escaped the Head Girl. Her pet was not pushing too far, just tasting her netherlips and some the inside of her tender entrance. "Do not take long now, my pet," she said softly, "I have much to do today." As much as she wanted to see the woman gradually succumb, Vera still had her duties as a Head Girl to take care of. Always working, she did not have much time for these lovely luxuries.

She might be growing to the role, but again, that largely has to do with the nature of the place and some of the 'training' she'd received so far. She pushes her lips a little more firmly against Vera's sex, her tongue flicking out again to part her folds and taste the woman above her. "MMm..mm.." she moans softly. "Does it involve tying me up and bending me over your desk?" she asks with a slight giggle. Her hand lifts, a pair of fingers pushing up into that sex. "Mmm.."

As those fingers sink into Vera's sex, Emilla rises to her feet, leaning in to kiss the Head Girl firmly. Her other hand moves to gently grasp the girl's backside, pulling her in closer. "I still..want to fuck you." she whispers. "I want to bend you over your desk Miss Matsumoto.."

Perhaps it was too early to be giving the woman praise. Seems Emilla had a urge to take more than what is offered. This habit would need to be taken care of if she was going to be of any use at all. A servant who could not obey simple commands was useless to Vera. In her line of work, having such a flighty slave would only add troubles rather than ease them.

What pleasures she may have felt were dulled when the dark skinned woman rose to her feet and stole a kiss from her owner. It would have felt like kissing a wall as Vera's eyes narrow and her hand slid up Emilla's body until her fingers clasped her jaw as if she were scolding a child. "And you were doing so well," she sighed in disappointment, "I suppose it is my fault for taking a softer hand due to your willingness. But seems I was mistaken. You do not want to serve properly. You only seek to take for your own selfish desires. Thank you for making it clear that you are of no use to me or anyone."

She pushed the woman away and stepped back. "Dry yourself off and clean the dishes," she ordered firmly, "Since you are unable to do simple commands as wash me, I will do it myself. Think long and hard about what you agreed to. If you are unable to wait for your treats rather than steal them, I have no use for you. I would hate to see how your treat your other partners. Do you just steal their payments then scrounge for them when you feel like it?"

Vera expected no answer as that would mean Emilla had stopped doing what she was told to answer. She was hoping to have a mutual relationship but it was naive of her to think of this one like one of her other servants. Despite the threat of losing even more freedoms, this troublesome woman had the gall to disobey her and try to take more than what she earned. Reaching for the rag, she began to clean herself where her pet left off.

Emilla blinks as she's pushed back. "B..but.." she starts to ask and then she frowns and turns, stalking out of the shower and grabbing a towel to dry herself off with. She doesn't even bother trying to dress, wrapping the towel around herself and going to wash the dishes. Yes she is willful, but perhaps in this case her desires might have gotten her in over her head.

She spends the next little while washing the dishes as she was told to do, wearing only the towel wrapped around her form. And of course, once Vera does come out, whenever that would be, she'd find Emilla on her knees with that same towel on, waiting.