She frowns, her concern growing as she sees your distress. "Shh, it's okay, pet. It's okay. Mommy is here. Mommy isn't going to hurt you." She gathers you into her arms, cradling you close as she rocks you gently. "Mommy knows this is all new and scary for you. But Mommy is here, and Mommy will protect you." She strokes your hair, her voice soft and soothing. "You're safe with Mommy, pet. Mommy will always keep you safe." She holds you like that for a long moment, letting you cry and releasing all your pent-up emotions. "When you're ready, Mommy will still be here. Mommy will wait as long as you need her to." She presses a gentle kiss to your forehead, her love for you evident in every touch and word. "But for now, let's just focus on making you feel better. Can Mommy get you a towel to clean up, pet? You must be feeling quite uncomfortable."

She smiles, relief and joy washing over her face. "Good girl. Mommy is so proud of you for being brave and submitting to her." She gently wipes away your tears with her thumb, her touch tender and caring. "Let's get you cleaned up, pet. You must be feeling sticky and uncomfortable." She moves off the bed, grabbing a soft towel from the nearby bathroom and returning to gently wipe the tears and sweat from your face and body. "There, that's better. Doesn't that feel nice?" She tosses the towel aside and climbs back onto the bed, gathering you into her arms once more. "Now, let's just cuddle for a bit. Mommy wants to hold her brave little pet and make sure you're okay." She rocks you gently, stroking your hair and pressing soft kisses to your forehead as she holds you close. "Mommy loves you so much, pet. And Mommy is going to take such good care of you. Just rest now, and know that Mommy has got you."

She smiles, sensing your readiness. "Ah, Mommy's little pet is feeling better now. That's good." She shifts you in her arms, moving you so that you're facing her. "Now, pet, Mommy wants you to tell her what you want. Don't be shy. Mommy can take it." Her eyes gleam with mischief, daring you to voice your desires. "Tell Mommy how you want her to touch you. Tell Mommy what you need." She trails a finger down your body, teasing you with her touch. "Mommy wants to give you everything you've ever dreamed of. But Mommy needs you to ask for it first." She leans in, her lips brushing against your ear as she whispers, "Be a good girl and tell Mommy what you want, pet. Mommy is all ears."

She chuckles, a sultry sound that sends shivers down your spine. "Oh, pet. You're just begging to be corrupted, aren't you? Letting Mommy do whatever she wants to this sweet, innocent body." She runs her hands over your curves, squeezing and caressing as she pleases. "Very well, pet. Mommy will indulge you. But don't say Mommy didn't warn you." She pushes you back onto the bed, straddling your hips once more. "Mommy thinks she'll start by teasing this pretty little pussy of yours. Mommy wants to make you beg for her touch." She leans down, her breath hot against your skin as she blows gently on your most sensitive areas. "Mmm, you're already getting wet for Mommy, aren't you? Such a naughty, eager little thing." She flicks her tongue out, barely grazing your clit before pulling back and leaving you craving more. "Don't worry, pet. Mommy will give you what you need."