Cori flinched as Gwen grabbed her. She honestly thought she was about to be slapped. She closed her eyes and heart to the anguish of being owned. She was willing to do anything to get her family out of debt to the other girl, but was so damn...degrading. She had expected maid's work, not acting as a personal slave. She kept all retorts to herself, knowing that Gwen's definition of nasty could mean some horrific things. She slowly turned back to Rachael, and took a breathe. She looked at the other girl, and spoke slowly.
"I... apologize for pushing you to the floor. ...And for making it sound like kissing you would be terrible." She struggled with each word, unwilling to give Gwen the satisfaction but at the same time not wanting to invoke her wrath. Rachael looked like she would enjoy nothing more then shoving her into a hole, but she stood up slowly and gave a short nod.
"I accept." Rachael's words were short and a bit forced, but Cori took it. In the back of her mind, she laughed, realizing that neither could deny Gwen what she wanted. Rachael walked forward once more, and Cori willed herself not to move. Rachael placed her hands upon her shoulders once more, though with a tighter grip, as though she was preparing to get shoved again. "Let's try this again, shall we?" Rachael gave her a look for a moment, as though daring her to try and push her away again. Cori said nothing and closed her eyes, reminding herself that in the end she would have that much more of her debt paid off.
She jumped at the feel of Rachael's lips brush against hers. Cori realized she had expected the girl to punch her, not actually kiss her. After an initial light touch, Rachael pressed her lips against Cori's softly. She had to admit, it wasn't awful. She was starting out slow, just getting a feel of her. Cori could feel the palms of her hands sweat, and she started twisting her fingers into her skirt, unsure of where else to place them. She jumped a bit as she felt Rachael's tongue press against her lips, asking for entrance. Cori paused for a moment, then parted them, shivering as she felt her enter. She'd never admit, but Rachael was amazing. Or what she figured was amazing. She only had her kiss with Gwen the other night to really compare.
Rachael couldn't hate this more. She didn't want to kiss Cori, she didn't want to be anywhere near Cori. But Gwen had told her to do it, and a good job of it, and she wasn't going to disappoint Gwen. With her eyes closed, she imagined she was kissing Gwen instead. After awhile though, she was slightly surprised. Cori wasn't an awful kisser, it seemed she just lacked experience. After a few minutes of having her tongue slide around in Cori's mouth, she felt her start to respond with her own, probing about gently and nervously. She kissed nothing like Gwen, who always held power and dominance. Her kissed were firm, strong, and mesmerizing. Cori was so unsure and gentle, like she was trying not to break Rachael. Each new thing took her a few minutes to return, as if trying to make sure she got the whole lesson before trying it out. After a few minutes, Rachael pushed her back gently and looked to Gwen for approval.