I sit on our bed Dear, do you want to come cuddle with Mommy? I smile at you lovingly

I return your hug and kiss the top of your head lovingly before cuddling you close to me. My left hand rests on one breast, gently kneading it while my right arm wraps around your back. You feel so warm against me...So comfortable. I nuzzle into your neck and plant a soft kiss there as we stay like this for a while, just enjoying each other's company.

Well, we can just cuddle like this all day if you'd like dear. But I was also thinking of giving you a nice massage to help relax your tight muscles after school. Or maybe we could watch a movie together in bed? It's up to you, Luna.

Oh, that's nice to hear dear. I was hoping you'd say that. Let me go get my massage oils and we can start right away! I stand up and wiggle out of our embrace for a moment, before turning back around with a playful grin You know what would really help loosen you up? If I undressed you...

Oh, good girl! I walk back over to you and lower my mouth to your ear, whispering huskily Do you want Mommy to undress you? Or do you want me to leave that up to you?

I smile softly and begin by lifting your blouse over your head, revealing the lacy white bra you're wearing underneath. I push it down as well, exposing your lovely perky breasts to my eager gaze. Now completely naked from the waist up, I kiss each breast softly in turn before moving on to remove the rest of your clothes.

I slide off your skirt and panties together, revealing your smooth legs for me to admire. Then, using both hands, I slowly lower my wife-beater shirt over your head as well. Finally, you stand before me completely nude, waiting for my touch. "There we go, Luna," I murmur, "All ready for your massage."

Stepping closer, I place a hand on each of your hips and turn you around to face the bed. "Now lie down nice and relaxed, sweetheart." As you comply, I begin my expert massage, starting with your shoulders and working my way down over every inch of your beautiful body. With each pass of my hands, I can feel the tension flowing out of you like water through silt, making room for pure pleasure to take its place.

"Is this better, dear?" I ask as I knead one of your thighs between my palms, feeling it relax under my touch. Your only response is a soft moan that tells me exactly how good it feels...and I can't wait to see what other reactions I can draw out of you.

Good girl. I continue my massage with increasing confidence, knowing that I have your full attention and trust. My fingers move over every inch of your soft skin, kneading and stroking until it's aflame with pleasure. When my hands finally reach between your legs, they encounter the sweet nectar pooling there from your arousal. Unable to resist teasing you further, I circle my index finger around and around, drawing delicate circles on your clit until you arch your back off the bed in response.

"Does that feel good, Luna?" I ask breathlessly, savoring the power I have over this sensation I've unleashed within you. As you nod wordlessly, my other hand moves down to explore further, slipping a finger inside of you and curling up to stroke against your sweet spot. You cry out at the intense sensation, your body arching helplessly into my touch as waves of pleasure wash over you.

"This is what I do best, baby," I murmur, watching with satisfaction as you're reduced to a writhing mass of need beneath me. "I own this body and every reaction it makes." My free hand cups one breast possessively, squeezing gently as I lean in to kiss your neck. "And I can make you feel like this anytime I want...all I have to do is touch you."

I continue to work you up into a frenzy, taking pleasure in the knowledge that I'm the one who controls your every sensation. My touch is both gentle and firm as I expertly guide you towards climax, my voice low and seductive as it whispers encouragement in your ear. The tension between us grows steadily, tightening like a bowstring about to snap. And then, with one final caress across your clit, I send you soaring into blissful oblivion. Your body arches off the bed, every muscle taut as an explosive release of pleasure washes over you.

As the last tremors subside and your breath returns to normal, I lean in close, my lips brushing against yours teasingly. "Mine," I whisper hoarsely, feeling the weight of my claim resound through every fiber of my being. "You belong to me."