Chapter 4
The sky was on fire the next morning. Lady Tremaine had never seen anything like it. It was if the sun exploded, the sky brilliant, blinding red and orange. A willowy, windblown girl was out on the balcony, shivering in the wind. The red reflection in her blond hair made her ten times more beautiful.
Unaware that her stepmother was watching her, Cinderella pulled her bathrobe around herself and leaned over the railing. She loved the early morning hours when nobody else was around. It had always been her special time. The sunlight sparkled in her blond hair, giving her red and orange highlights.
That has got to be the most beautiful girl in the whole kingdom, Lady Tremaine thought.
She glided out to the balcony and nearly gave Cinderella a heart attack when she opened the door.
"Morning, angel," Lady Tremaine smirked at her as she came outside.
She wrapped her arms around Cinderella from behind, cuddling her tight. Cinderella hugged her stepmother's arm, then leaned back into her, happy to be completely enveloped. Lady Tremaine wrapped her leopard print bathrobe around her shivering stepdaughter, holding her close against her body.
"You're so cold," Lady Tremaine said, tightening her grip around the thin body. "How long have you been out here?"
Cinderella shrugged. "Ten minutes, maybe. I wanted to see the sunrise without waking you up."
Her stepmother took her thin hands in her own. "Let's go inside. Your hands are like ice."
Cinderella let her stepmother take her hand and lead her back to bed, as if she were three. She cuddled against her stepmother, holding her tight. Lady Tremaine rubbed her hands up and down her back, trying to warm her up.
"Silly girl," she said. "Next time, view the sunrise through the window, all right? That way you won't die of hypothermia."
Cinderella giggled. "It's not the same. Sometimes, I used to-" she stopped, suddenly fearful.
"You used to what?" Cinderella could feel the sapphire eyes looking at the top of her head. It was if they could see into her soul. She sighed.
She looked up at her stepmother. "I used to walk down to the cliffs for wildflowers when the sun was rising, so we would have fresh flowers. You always seemed to like them, so I went as often as I could. I loved when the sky was on fire like this." She didn't add that she often fantasized Lady Tremaine was with her, holding her hand, sitting on the rock with her and hunting for the most beautiful flowers. It was when she started fantasizing about Lady Tremaine making love to her under a blazing red sky that she stopped going to get flowers so much.
Her stepmother glanced outside and smirked but didn't say anything. The sunrise was even more violent than before. Purple-grey clouds blew into and clashed with the red, making a violet explosion. Cinderella always got nervous when her stepmother got like this. She held Lady Tremaine's arm and ran her fingers up and down the leopard print bathrobe.
"I have always loved this bathrobe on you," Cinderella said to change the subject.
"Oh?" Lady Tremaine asked. "And why is that?"
Cinderella blushed. "Well, because you look so… so…." She struggled to find the word.
"So what?" her stepmother teased. "Say it."
The word fuckable floated through Cinderella's mind and she blushed even more furiously. She was not ready to say such a thing to her stepmother.
"So beautiful," she whispered. "You just look incredible in it."
Lady Tremaine looked doubtful of this conclusion but she only smiled.
Ella was sure her stepmother could read her mind. "Are you ready for breakfast?" she asked. "I have fruit and tea ready." Her stepmother never ate much at breakfast.
She uncovered the tray and carefully lay it on her stepmother's lap. Lady Tremaine smiled at the sweetness of her stepdaughter. Apples formed the I, a halved strawberry the heart and pears the You. Ella spelled out I love you on her stepmother's breakfast tray.
"And I love you," she said to her blushing stepdaughter. She set the tray aside and pulled Ella into her arms. She kissed her harder than she usually did, almost a bite. She yanked Ella's pajamas off her and threw them on the floor. Ella reached out to untie the leopard print bathrobe but her stepmother grabbed her hands. She gently but firmly pushed her back on to the bed and lay full on top of her. She pinned her stepdaughter's hands above her head.
"Ah my love," she whispered in her ear, "we both know what you wanted to say about me in this bathrobe, do we not? Say it now."
She kissed her stepdaughter's pale neck, who was trembling from a mix of cold and laying in her underwear beneath her still clothed stepmother.
"Say it, Ella," she hissed as she dragged her teeth against her stepdaughter's neck, nearly hard enough to make Ella cry out. She kissed the marks her teeth made. Ella thought every drop of blood in her body was in her clitoris.
"So fuckable," Ella said softly. Her stepmother looked into her eyes and smiled. Ella didn't like that smile. It as predatory, as if she was going to be her stepmother's next meal.
"So fuckable," her stepmother repeated. "Yes, I am quite fuckable, aren't I?"
Cinderella didn't trust herself to reply. Lady Tremaine kissed her hard. Her tongue slipped into Ella's mouth as her hands tightened around Ella's thin wrists. Ella kissed her back as hard as she could. She tried to free her hands but her stepmother was having none of that.
"Oh I don't think so," she smirked. She held Ella's hands with one of her own and untied her bathrobe with the other. She pulled the fabric belt through the loops and tied it tightly around Ella's hands. Then she tied the ends to the bed rails.
"That's better. Now I have use of my hands," she smirked as she ran her fingernails up and down her stepdaughter's ribcage. Her bathrobe flapped open around her.
She kissed Ella again, not as hard as before but with the same intensity. She wrapped her bathrobe around herself and therefore around Ella. She leaned up so her breasts dangled down in front of Ella. Ella leaned up and kissed the left, then the right. She sucked on them as hard as she dared. When she bit the ends gently Lady Tremaine groaned.
Long fingers reached into her underwear. One finger rested on her swollen clitoris as the rest ripped her underwear off. Cinderella moaned as one finger flitted inside of her. Cinderella looked into her stepmother's blue eyes with a mix of fear and arousal. She couldn't help wincing as another finger flittered inside of her.
Lady Tremaine withdrew her fingers. She smirked down at her stepdaughter as she lined herself up. Clit on clit. She held Cinderella's hands and thrust. The bathrobe covered them both like a tent. Cinderella's eyes jumped from her stepmother's breasts to her eyes.
Lady Tremaine thrust harder than she ever had before. She wrapped her legs around Cinderella's waist to keep their clitorises together. Cinderella tried to kiss her but every time her stepmother moved her head back out of reach. Then she would kiss her hard.
"I love you," Cinderella said hoarsely. She knew she wasn't supposed to speak, but the words came out of her unbidden.
"And I love you," Lady Tremaine whispered back as she ground her hips against her.
Lady Tremaine moaned and gasped and came. She collapsed on her stepdaughter and kissed her neck.
"I love you," Cinderella said again.
"And I you," her stepmother panted. She untied her hands and kissed her arms. Cinderella clung to her. She leaned up and kissed her stepmother's beautiful cheekbones.
"Did you come?" her stepmother asked.
"Yes," Ella said at once.
"Liar," Lady Tremaine snorted. "Don't you know I have always been able to tell when you're lying?"
Cinderella blushed. "Ok, I didn't come like you did, but it's ok."
"No, it's not," her stepmother retorted. She slid down Ella's body and began sucking on her still rock hard clitoris. There was no teasing this time. Lady Tremaine planted her lips over the swollen tissue and sucked firmly. Ella bucked and screamed and came within a few minutes.
"Now you have," she smirked as she crawled back up to the top of the bed.
Ella smiled up at her as her stepmother pulled her into her arms. "I love you," she said for the third time in half an hour.
Lady Tremaine caressed her back and kissed the fair head. She rested her hand between her stepdaughter's shoulder blades. The girl's heart was racing. She gave her a reassuring smile and placed a lingering kiss on her forehead. Cinderella smiled up at her.
"I love you too, angel," she said into her hair. She tightened her grip around the thin, shivering body. "So much. What a way to wake up!"
Cinderella giggled. Outside, the sunrise dissipated somewhat. Cinderella wondered if the violence of the sunrise had brought out the rough side of her stepmother.
"I could fall back asleep," Cinderella yawned. It was just after 8:00.
"Go ahead," her stepmother replied. "You've earned it." She loved watching Cinderella sleep. She was so innocent and angelic asleep, curled up in her stepmother's arms.
"I love you in that bathrobe," Ella whispered as she snuggled against her and drifted off to sleep.