I come in peace

Narcissa's pov

I was just coming down from an earth shattering orgasm when the door to the mistress's quarters flew open.

Minerva marched inside, not even batting an eye at the erotic scene before her.

“Mistress, a word” she bowed, not sparring me a single glance. Not that I cared what she thought about me, she wanted me dead and for as long as I was useful to the mistress, she couldn't touch me.

“Oh speak already Minerva, I don't have all day” my mistress said, not moving from where she lay with her head between my legs.

“The spy was caught and is held in their dungeon and we haven't even begun phase two of the plan to capture the girl” she said, sounding annoyed.

“Another failure, like the rest of you!” She sneered, her glare burning into my skin. She was the physical embodiment of ‘if looks could kill’.

“Seems I was wrong to trust you pet” my mistress said, throwing my leg over her shoulder and kissing a trail down my inner thigh to the soft spot between my pussy and thigh.