A Good Princess For Mommy

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Tags:

Pampering, Mommy, Mommydomme, Femdom, Hormones, HRT, Transgender, Trans, Princess, Good girl, TransLesbian, Head Massage, Breastfeeding, Adult Nursing Relationship, ANR, Comfort

Description:

POV your feeling needy after the changes hormones have done to your body and your loving girlfriend/Mommydomme just wants to make you happy. Contains a very gentle Mommydomme, and a transgender woman who loves head massages.

Warning:

A short breastfeeding scene at the end alludes to a potential adult nursing dynamic for comfort. If that's not your thing then please stop here, and make sure you read the tags.

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I close the door softly as I make my way inside the apartment we both share. How things change. Moving in together, starting HRT, learning to please my body with its... changes. Work always drifts from my mind whenever I think of coming home to her.

"Tiffany, are you home?"

"I'm in here princess."

I shudder at the word. Princess. Something about that makes my mind melt.

I walk towards our bedroom, the living room bathed in the early evening sun. As I get closer the room looks illuminated in faint candlelight.

"Tiffany?" I ask, my eyes going wide as I round the corner.

She's laying on the bed on her stomach, feet gently swirling behind her. A thin black dress holds her cleavage snug, while her long brown hair flows over her left shoulder.

"How was work pretty girl?"

"I-it was good! I got some things done!" I stutter as the soft candlelight flickers across the room. Fuck, I get so flustered seeing her.

Her lips form into a gentle smirk. "What colour are you princess?"

The directness stuns me for a moment until I blurt out "Green!" Fuck I'm so aroused seeing her like this, especially after...

"Wow, I didn't realise how pent-up you were to short circuit just from seeing me."

"I-I'm not!"

Tiffany smiles and tilts her head. "Then why are you stuttering?"

Fuck she's got me there.

"Does my pretty girl want a massage before dinner?"

God yes

"Please" I give her the best pleading eyes I can.

"Well go get yourself ready princess."

I walk into our ensuite and lay back on the massage chair, placing my head carefully over the basin behind it. It's become a sort of ritual that we perform ever since the night she massaged my scalp and I melted into her arms. I just love her playing with my hair. Tiff tells me it's because my nerves are hypersensitive, but I think it's a combination of the intimacy when she runs her fingers against my scalp. Oh, and her sinfully good teasing. So that's how we ended up with a salon basin in our bedroom.

I shudder as she gently lifts my head and adjusts the basin. I must have been so out of it that I didn't hear her enter the room.

"I thought I would treat my princess again, since you enjoyed it so much last time." I hear the water running and feel my hair being gently pulled back under the basin.

"Be a good girl and just relax for me."

I don't need to be told twice. Having my hair washed at the salon always feels amazing. But getting a scalp massage? Well that feeling is just orgasmic. I feel her fingers massage the water into the strands of my hair. It feels absolutely heavenly and I can't help but let out a moan. Who knew playing with my scalp would make me so hot and bothered?

"Already? You must be so worked up." She smiles that devious smile I love. Her fingers are delicate, yet their strength makes me crumble into submissive bliss.

"I always knew you loved me massaging your scalp but I forget how... excited it makes you princess."

"I-I love -"

"Remember what I said, relax for me" Her hands begin massaging my scalp in small circles. Whatever thought I was going to say devolves into a soft moan as my eyes flutter closed in bliss. The warmth on my scalp blooms as her slender fingers gently massage the roots of my hair, seemingly hitting every nerve ending at the same time.

"Your so cute like this you know? I'm glad we bought a basin for our bathroom. I mean, after seeing what this does to you, how could I not?" I feel her warm breath touch against my ear. "Especially when you're so much more sensitive these days."

"Ngghhhh!" I moan as her teasing mixes with the pleasure emanating from her fingers. She's not wrong. After HRT I feel everything. Wind, water, everything feels different. Even the slightest touch by the woman I love makes me melt.

"I think Estrogen has made your hair even more sensitive. What do you think princess? How does this feel?" My body melts in submissive bliss as Tiffany's slender fingers encase my scalp and slowly draw upwards, every slide of her fingers electric. I roll my shoulders back with a whine as my body sinks further against the basin.

My eyes open again as I hear her laugh, and feel myself twitch against my skirt. Shit, why did I have to pick a tight skirt today?

"Someone's excited." She whispers into my ear again, laughing at how the fabric moves slightly.

"Tiff it-it-its embarrassinggggg." I manage to get out as my words are cut by her fingers dancing across my scalp. Since HRT my clit as Tiff calls it, feels so much different. It never quite gets fully hard, but the softness feels... feminine?

"Aw your clit is pretty just like you, especially when it squirts just from some head scratches and light teasing." As if on queue, a drip squirts from my clit. God I hate and love how well she knows my body sometimes.

"You... kn-know just how to wind me upppppp" I manage to say before moaning as her strong fingers draw back on my scalp.

"I just love how your respond to praise, though I really should have asked you to take your skirt off first." My hand runs over the front of my skirt and it's soaked through.

"That's my best skirt!" I whine, as her fingers begin manipulating the muscles on my neck. This is always how it starts, slowly, drawn out. She likes me needy and desperate.

"How about you take it off for me." She breathes into my ear seductively.

How can I say no to that? I unzip the side and wriggle the skirt down my legs as she moves to massage my shoulders.

"Your so tense pretty girl, it must have been a long day." Her lips kiss the spot below my ear, the same spot that always makes me melt.

"Ah! T-too long." I buck my hips pathetically as she begins to nibble my earlobe.

"Someone's needy." Although it's a whisper, it permeates my brain already drenched in arousal.

"Tiff, I-I need you." I exhale. Barely five minutes of teasing and I'm putty in her hands.

"Aw but where's the fun in that? I like watching my girlfriend become a dripping puddle under my touch." She punctuates the words with a slow kiss on my neck, gently nibbling the sensitive flesh.

"Nggghhhh Tiff fuck!" I whine as another squirt of precum soaks into my panties. "Please I just, I just want your touchhhh." I get out before she starts kissing along my collarbone.

"And where would you like my touch?" She enquires, drawing out kisses down my collarbone.

"M-my AH! My clit Mommy" I whine. How did I say Mommy so soon?

"All these kisses have really short-circuited your brain haven't they pretty girl?

"Please, I-I just want your touch." I moan.

"And what happened to calling me Mommy?"

I feel my eyes roll back. That caring and assertive tone. Fuck. It gets me every time. The way it's soft but piercing and makes my clit strain against my panties.

"I love how you react to that. It's almost like our rules are hardwired into you now."

I shudder as the kisses continue.

"What colour are you babygirl?"

"Green" I whine. "Please just..." I feel her mouth press against my ear, that special spot just above my lobe which makes my eyes flutter when she swirls her tongue.

"So sensitive, I can hear your desperation at... Every. Little. Word."

"Fuck please Mommy I need-"

Her breathy voice travels directly into my ear. "Does my pretty girl want to come?"

"G-god please just... mmf!" Her mouth meets mine and another squirt of precum wets my drenched panties. She draws back gently, just enough for our lips to part.

"That's a good girl." I let out my most pathetic whine yet as our lips crash together, myself in desperate submissive desire, her calm and controlled.

She pulls back again. "Since it seems like your enjoying yourself, shall I take you to the bed?"

"I don't think my legs work." I laugh lightly, as she wraps a towel around my hair and gently pats it dry. A brush starts working its way through my hair, its tendrils hitting all those sensitive spots on my scalp once again.

"Your purring princess" She says, working the brush up towards my scalp.

I can't find the words to speak as I relax into her delicate brushstrokes. Once the brush reaches the top of my head she places it down and her strong arms come under my armpits.

"On three princess; One... two... three!"

I push myself up and lean on her as we walk the short distance to the bed.

My softened butt hits it's edge as I groan from what little effort I used. Turns out being teased into a mess will do that to a girl. I feel myself roll back onto the mattress, stretching out as she climbs atop me. I can feel precum drooling onto my stomach and my panties must have slipped off when I was over her shoulder. Or she removed them. She probably removed them.

"Please I'll do anything." I beg. "I need you."

She smiles that same devious smile. Fuck she has me right where she wants me.

"I'm not sure if your desperate enough yet. Maybe if you show me, I'll consider it."

Her smile widens as she straddles me, my hips bucking against her touch. One of her hands gently pushes down on my shoulder and moves to grasp my hips in place as I push my myself up. I can barely press my clit against her, but the tiny amount of contact is still enough for my eyes to unfocus.

"God I need you." I mumble breathlessly as my hips strain to increase the pressure.

Her smile grows wider. "It's just too cute watching you pretty girl. Trying so desperately to relieve yourself." She pulls her face closer to mine. "I bet it aches down there now, doesn't it? Twitching and throbbing just how I like you. Would you like to be inside me?"

"I nod quickly, words lost as I keep trying to grind against her.

"But that's a privilege only good girls get princess. And I'm not sure you've earned that. After all, just being desperate doesn't mean you can grind on me without permission."

I realise my mistake as her smile widens. I can only mutter out a pathetic excuse as her hips press slightly lower against me.

"I can't just leave you like this though, you look like your really struggling there."

"I just need you Tiff." I manage to get out before her hips lower further and I feel the pressure against my clit increase.

"Your clit feels so hard" she says, coming to rest against my body. Head tucked under my neck, soft thighs pressing down against mine, my eyes rolling at the sensation. "I think that's the hardest its been since you started HRT."

"Fuck M-Mommy that's go-ohhhh" My self-control collapses as I start rutting against her.

"Such a slutty girl, only a second ago I reminded you that you didn't have permission. I must have scrambled my poor princess, no sluts brain for her to be so pent up.

"I need you" I moan again, missing her touch against my body.

"I know princess" She says, pressing herself lower against my clit. I whimper, feeling her soft body caress me, every thrust melting my mind further while my clit leaks precum.

"Your clit is just so feminine babygirl. How are you feeling princess?" My eyes flutter as a wave of pleasure engulfs me from our pressed bodies. "G-g-green!"

"Would my wonderful girlfriend like me to go further?"

"Fuck please Mo-Mom..." I trail off as a particularly strong burst of pleasure scrambles my mind.

"What was that beautiful?" She teases.

"I-I Mom-"

"Finish your sentence like a good girl."

"I-" My heads spinning. I haven't felt this subby ever. The scalp massage, the teasing, the lack of stimulation to my clit. I can't even think enough to beg.

"Awww it's okay, Mommy will take control as usual." I hear her giggle at that and feel wetness run down her thigh as she finally presses my clit inside her.

"AH!" I exclaim at the pressure, the sensitivity nearly too much for my mind to take.

"Just relax. I'm in charge remember? Not like you could even manage topping right now." She rubs herself gently against me. "It's not like you've ever really topped though, one press against you clit or a kiss to your neck sends your mind spinning and your slutty sensitive body twitching doesn't it?"

I whine as her hand moves from holding my shoulder to caress my collarbone.

"This is where you belong princess. Where you always belonged. My good girl."

I let out a moan as she speeds up slightly and suddenly become aware of my positioning. My arms stretched upwards, pinned by her. Her thighs grinding down on my wet clit, our combined wetness dripping down onto the bed.

"I can feel how close you are pretty girl. Do you want to come for me?"

I feel myself make a garbled noise as I try to press my hips against her again in desperation.

"Aw I've made the bottom all flustered," She says winking as she pulls me closer towards her.

"Fuck please it's been so lo-Oh f-fuck-" I moan as she rolls forwards and down onto my clit, letting out a soft moan.

"So long? It's only been two days-" She smiles a wicked knowing smile. "-but you feel so good inside me sweet girl."

I feel her clench around me as I pant, trying to hold onto reality. I love when she praises me. It's my absolute weakness.

"I can't imagine how it feels pressed against me, exactly where Mommy's good submissive princess should be."

"I'm..." I trail off as she builds a rhythm against me. She's right. I'm such a submissive for her. My body is like a live wire that she has complete control over. It just makes sense that she should be the dominant one. After all, every small movement makes me shake and twitch. I can feel myself curling into her more with every thrust against me. It's like her body just envelops me and makes me feel safe.

I know this feeling, my mind is going blank with every thrust and it'll keep blanking until she's the only thing in my vision.

"Tiff god, faster please!" I whine as my hips start jumping to meet hers.

"Such a good girl" she coos into my ear, pushing herself tight against me providing just that little bit extra pressure against my clit. "Mommy just wants her pretty princess to feel good."

My body tenses up and I can feel it propelling itself towards a cliff. Warmth is building in my chest and it starts expanding outwards. God it feels amazing. I let out a whine which sounds more like a whimper as her body holds me tight.

I hear her voice, soft and sultry, say the fatal words that break me, and any remaining semblance of control immediately slips from my body.

"Come for Mommy princess~"

"God I'm... "F-fuck Tiff, Mommy, I'm-oh god-fuck Mommy! C-C-comi-nnggghhaaaahhhh!!!"

A gush of liquid releases from my clit, as my overtaxed body convulses and shakes.

I can feel my prostate twitching constantly, almost pulsing, as a load of clear girlygoo is milked from my oversensitive clit. Warmth spills from my core as my hips continue to jump uncontrollably as a result of her perfect ministrations. My mouth goes slack in pure ecstasy as my body reacts to her thrusts.

"Aww princess, that looks really intense."

I barely hear her as I ride out my orgasm. My whole body feels alive, like every nerve ending across my body is being stimulated. Gently, she pulls herself off me, shuffling herself back so she is resting against the bed pillows.

My eyes are fluttering as tiredness seeps in.

"Does my pretty girl want to suck Mommy's chest? Would that make her even more relaxed?" She says with that same devilish smile.

I moan weakly as I pull myself up, laying my head in her lap. My eyes start to close as she pulls my head closer towards one of her full breasts. My lips lock around the hard nipple and begin to suck.

"Good girl! I'm so proud of you princess," She coos.

I nuzzle closer to her chest, her hand gently stroking through my hair as I let out a soft whimpering moan.

"I thought my perfect princess needed some pampering," she says, sighing slightly in pleasure as I continue sucking gently at her breast.

My relaxed and satiated body sinks into her fully as I feel my eyes close in dreamy bliss.