Cupiditas (part two)

Chapter 6 - Mothering (NSFW)

Mya's POV:

I entered Larissa's office and she gestured for me to sit in the chair in front of her desk.
"What's going on?" I asked.
"You've disobeyed me again Mya" she said sternly.
"What have I done now?"
A familiar husky voice began to reel off a list of my crimes from behind me.
"Staying out until 3am, being drunk on school grounds, swearing at a teacher..."
"You again" I said scoldingly as Morticia came into view.
"You see Larissa, this girl has no respect for your rules" she said to her.
"I'm going to have to punish you" Larissa murmured to me.
Suddenly thick rope slid up the legs of the chair and wrapped around my wrists and ankles, binding me tightly.
"What the fuck?!" I exclaimed, trying to wriggle free.
Larissa stood to her full height and loomed over me. Staring me down, she curled her index finger in a gesturing motion at Morticia who joined her side.
"No blindfold this time. You're going to watch the whole thing" Larissa told me then started kissing Morticia with the occasional side-eye glance at me.
"No Larissa please...don't do this" I said helplessly.
She ignored my plea and threw Morticia onto the desk facing her away from me. Larissa held eye contact with me and sucked on two of her fingers then whispered in Morticia's ear, "open up for me my raven". Morticia did so willingly and gasped as Larissa's long fingers entered her, "oh fuck Rissa!"
I sat there helpless and aroused.
"Larissa! Please!" I shouted but she ignored me again and continued pumping her fingers in and out of Morticia.
"Are you jealous Mya?" Larissa said mockingly.
I answered by pulling on the ropes and growling.
She chuckled evilly, "good".
Finally breaking her gaze at me, she turned to Morticia.
"Let's make her really jealous love" Larissa suggested and got to her knees and spread Morticia's legs wider. As Larissa delved into her pussy Morticia let out a cry of pleasure just as I let out a cry of anguish.

I bolted up in my bed, breathing heavily and covered in cold sweat. My heart was racing and I felt nauseous, I ran to the bathroom and threw up. When it was over I sat on the floor next to the toilet, a pathetic drunken mess.
"What the hell kind of a dream was that?" I thought, replaying the nightmare in my head.

I couldn't sleep for the rest of the night, as much as I tried. As well as feeling exhausted and nauseous still, my dream was haunting me. Larissa's intense gaze, their mocking tones, the cries of pleasure, the horrible jealousy...

I couldn't face anyone the next day. I was horribly hungover so I messaged Divina asking her to tell the teachers that I wouldn't be in class today. A few hours later, just as I was drifting off to sleep, there was a knock at my door. I crawled out of bed and opened it.
"Mya! Good Lord! You look dreadful!" Larissa exclaimed at the sight of me. My stomach twisted in knots as my dream flashed into my mind again.
"Hi Laris...sorry Principal Weems".
She pushed past me to enter my room. Once I'd closed the door she grabbed me and put her hand on my forehead, "oh dear you're burning up". She started fluffing my pillows and fixing the bed sheets, then she closed the curtains and put my bedside lamp on.
"What are you doing?" I said, puzzled.
"What does it look like? Now get back into bed and I'll get you some water. Where is that sports bottle you always use?"
"It's in my bag over there" and I pointed to my satchel in the corner of the room.
She opened it and pulled out my blue sticker-covered sports bottle. She was right, I did take it everywhere and kept it topped up. But I must have drank the remaining contents at some point last night. I sat on the bed while she filled it up with fresh cold water from the bathroom.
"When did you last eat something?" she asked as she handed the bottle to me. The thought of any kind of food right now turned my stomach.
"Um...yesterday" I replied.
"Drink that and I'll get you something from the cafeteria" and before I had a chance to protest she was gone. Her heels clicking away down the hall.
Part of me was confused, why was she fussing over me so much? Why should she care? Especially after the last time we spoke. But another part of me liked the attention she was giving me and it felt nice to be mothered by her.

Larissa returned a while later with various snacks for me, mainly carbohydrates and fruit.
"Now make sure you eat at least some of these and keep drinking plenty of water" she instructed.
"OK thank you. But why are you doing this Larissa?"
"Because I want to. I don't like seeing you poorly...even if it is a hangover".
"How did you-?"
"A little raven told me this morning" she said and my mouth curled into a snarl.
"I bet you gave her a nice little reward for that" I said scathingly.
"No. I didn't actually" Larissa said putting me in my place, "I won't lie, I originally came here to scold you but seeing you so pale and weak..."
"You felt sorry for me?"
She paused, "I realise it must have been difficult for you seeing me with Morticia yesterday".
I took a big swig of water.
"It was a one-off I swear" she insisted.
"Larissa you don't have to justify yourself to me. But when I said for you to give her a chance I didn't mean just use her for sex. She loves you and, as much as I don't like her, you shouldn't lead her on like that".
She turned her face away, "I know, I needed someone and she was just...there".
"Like when you needed me?"
"Don't be like that Mya".
"I'm sorry. But I miss you Larissa. Not just the sex. I miss you".
Her bottom lip quivered.
"You have Jasmine now. You need to forget about me".
"What if I don't want to?"
"You have to. We agreed it's for the best".
"But I still-"
"I SAID NO!" she barked then quickly regained her composure, "I can't risk my whole career for some sordid affair with a student young enough to be my daughter! You need to get over your infatuation with me".
Now that stung.
"Wow. That's harsh. But I get the message. I'll be sure to leave you alone from now on Larissa. Oh sorry...Principal Weems" I said and I could taste the bitterness in every word I spoke.
"Good. I should go, make sure you eat" she said and quickly left. I threw my sports bottle across the room in a fit of anger.
"This isn't you Larissa".