Jailbait: Chapter Three, Denver

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Story Title – Jailbait: Chapter Three, Denver
Author – The Squad Leader
Content Codes – FF, cons, oral, anal, spank, inc
Celebs – Hilary Duff, Haylie Duff, Lacey Chabert, Emma Watson, Jessica Simpson, Ashlee Simpson

Disclaimer – This story is entirely fictional and does not reflect any of the celebrities involved in its’ true personalities or sexual nature. I don’t make any money from these stories and their sole purpose is entertainment, so enjoy! Also, scientists have recently discovered that individuals under the age of eighteen show an increased risk of contracting masturbation induced
blindness, therefore anyone under the age of eighteen SHOULD NOT READ THIS!!!!

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The Squad Leader

Jailbait: Chapter Three, Denver

“You got to know when to hold ‘em, know when to fold ‘em
Know when to walk away and know when to run
You never count your money when you’re sittin’ at the table
There’ll be time enough for countin’ when the dealings done”

–Kenny Rogers – The Gambler


“Double or nothing?” Emma asked with a confident smirk as she raked in the winning pot.

After kicking our asses yet again at poker, the young Brit was riding high and really rubbing our noses in it.

“Sorry Emma.” I shrugged. “But you’ve taken all of our money.”

“Well actually Steve-O, I was only talking to Lacey.” She replied haughtily. “And if you were so short on cash, then maybe you bastards shouldn’t have been betting on who would get to shag me!”

I hated to admit it, but she did have a point there. But after giving the four of us hell about it ever since she found out and taking all of our money in the poker game did she really have to keep rubbing our noses in the fact that we were all a bunch of scumbags?

“So how about it Lace?” She repeated. “Double or nothing?”

“I’d love to,” she answered. “But Steve-O’s right. I’m all out of money until next week.”

“I don’t want your money,” Emma retorted. “Your autographed guitar should do nicely.”

“No chance.” Lacey answered quickly.

The guitar in question was the first one that Lacey had ever owned, a 1987 Fender Stratocaster that had been given to her by her father. Long after she had stopped playing it in order to concentrate the drums, she had gotten it signed by Johnny Marr after being introduced to him by a mutual friend.

“Aw, c’mon,” Emma pleaded. “You know The Smiths are my favorite band of all time. I’ll put up all of the money you guys have lost plus my whole next month’s salary.”

“There’s no amount of money that you could offer that would make me risk that guitar.” Lacey replied flatly. “I’m just gonna have to admit that you are the better poker player and move on with my life.”

As Lacey stood up I glanced over and saw a flicker of desperation in Emma’s eyes. I knew that she had coveted that guitar ever since Lacey had shown it to her and now her well calculated plan to win it seemed to be slipping away.

“Please, just give me a chance to win it!” Emma begged.

“What could you possibly put up for a chance to win my guitar?” Lacey asked.

The question hung in the air as Michelle, Hayden and I looked on. It was another tension filled moment in a week full of tense moments.

It might be a good idea for me to catch you up on what happened after the San Diego show but honestly, even I don’t know the whole story.


It didn’t take a genius to figure out that when we left San Diego that something big had gone down with Hayden and Hilary, but none of us knew exactly what. My best guess is that Hilary had started in with some childish “your mom” jokes because every chance she got she would say things to Hayden like “How’s your mom doing?” or “Tell your mommy I said hi.”

Not very high brow stuff to be sure, but what did you expect from a girl who’s everyday vocabulary seemed to be lifted straight from an episode of Laguna Beach?

For her part, Hayden seemed to be taking things in stride. She employed her usual ignore and avoid tactics but I could tell that it bothered her. I overheard her on the phone one night talking to her friend Kristen talking about “using the tapes” and “exposing that little bitch” but I had no idea what she meant by that and chalked it up to teen girl hormones.

Our next show was in Las Vegas and as expected, everyone was really excited to be there. As for the show itself, well that was nothing spectacular, but the two days the band spent there beforehand were the stuff of legend.

Now, believe me when I tell you that sex, drugs and rock and roll were in abundance that weekend, but I’ll just leave it at that for now and save that juicy little story for another time. The important part for this little tale is the conversation I overheard between Emma and Hayden as we hit the road for Denver.

Michelle and I were the last two to stumble onto the bus after I had just bailed her out of the Clark County Detention Center.

“You’re not gonna tell Leshand about this are you?” She asked me.

“Are you kidding me?” I answered. “You know I can’t stand that guy.”

“I know,” Michelle replied. “But I thought that since you were the band manager and all that you’d have to tell him.”

“Look, as far as I’m concerned, the less that idiot knows about us the less chance he has of meddling.” I answered. “I don’t want him to find out about the stuff that happened this weekend and have us playing Sesame Street tunes to promote a more family friendly image or something.”

“Thanks Steve-O.” She giggled, no doubt picturing me dressed up in a Big Bird costume.

“And Michelle,” I called as she began to walk away.


“No more public nudity.” I said.

“I’ll try.” She answered sheepishly as she headed off to her bunk.

“What a day.” I muttered to myself as I started toward the back of the bus to grab a drink.

The only thought in my mind was about how fun it would be to drink myself into an eight hour coma, but when I got to the fun room something made me pause. The fun room was where everyone minus Hilary and Haylie spent the majority of their time on the road, but the conversation coming from within didn’t sound like a party so I stopped at the door and listened in.

“You just seem to be in such a dreadful mood is all.” Emma stated. “And I’m worried about you.”

“I appreciate it Emma, I really do.” Hayden replied. “It’s just that that bitch and her sister really did something awful to me and I’m having trouble even being in the same room with them, let alone cooped up on this bus all the time with them.”

“I wish you’d just tell me what she did.” Emma answered. “I’m sure it’s not as big a deal as it seems to you right now.”

“No, it’s too embarrassing.” Hayden replied. “But it doesn’t matter because I’m going to pay that bitch back the first chance I get!”

“Well if it makes you feel any better, when we get to Denver, they’re not going to be around much.” She said, trying to console her friend.

“Why do you say that?” Hayden asked.

“Well, they’ve been talking all day about how when they get to Denver how they’ll be hanging out with their mates Jessica and Ashlee.” Emma answered. “Apparently they’re all like super close friends.”

Hayden said nothing for a moment as this new knowledge sunk in, but soon enough a devilish grin crossed her face as she put together the perfect revenge plot for her nemesis.

“Oh Emma, that’s the best news I’ve heard all day.” Hayden beamed as she hugged her friend.

Emma merely shrugged as she struggled to figure out how her news could be construed as hug-worthy.

Not that she was complaining or anything. Ever since their awkward kiss on the bus in San Diego, Hayden had never strayed very far from Emma’s thoughts. She had never thought about another girl in a sexual way before that, but ever since that moment her curiosity had burned inside of her like a forest fire.

That kiss, that one awkward kiss. It was more electric and exciting than any kiss she had ever shared with a boy. The sweet and salty taste of Hayden’s lips had replayed over and over in her mind. And while she had never considered being with another woman, she couldn’t help but wonder, if one kiss could make her body tingle like that, what would going even further be like?

As she felt the warmth of Hayden’s embrace, Emma couldn’t help but notice the lovely feeling of her friend’s perky breasts as they pressed up against her own.

“Stop it!” She scolded herself. “You like boys, you’re just curious, that’s all.”

But even as she thought this, she felt the warmness of Hayden’s body pressed up against her own and smelled the sweet smell of her perfume. It was intoxicating and Emma’s mind was swimming.

Eventually the hug broke, but as they pulled back and Emma gazed into Hayden’s pretty face something took hold of her. Almost as an instinct the young brunette leaned in slowly and kissed Hayden squarely on the lips.

At first Hayden kissed her back and even allowed Emma’s tongue to explore her own mouth but after a few seconds she grabbed the young girl by the shoulders and gently pushed her away.

“Emma, what are you doing?” She breathlessly asked. “Not that I mind, I’m just wondering where this is coming from?”

“I thought that this was what you wanted.” Emma stammered. “Last week…. when you kissed me. I’ve been thinking about it ever since then.”

“Oh, shit!” Hayden moaned as she buried her head in her hands. She hadn’t thought about the bet or about teasing Emma or about pretty much anything else since the night when she had caught Hilary with her mom. And as much as she would have normally loved nothing more than to ravish Emma right then and there, she suddenly felt an overwhelming surge of guilt overtake her.

“It was a bet.” Hayden blurted out before she could stop herself.

“What was a bet?” Emma asked, grasping for some kind of comprehension. “What are you talking about?”

“Steve-O, Michelle, Lacey and I had a bet about who could sleep with you first.” She admitted, feeling about 3 inches tall as the tears started to well up in Emma’s eyes. “But I swear to you honey, I never wanted to hurt your feelings.”

“Well what the bloody hell did you think would happen?” Emma cried as she wheeled around and stormed out.

As she pushed right past me where I was listening I could see the pain and embarrassment plainly on her face. I too felt like a royal creep, but I couldn’t just leave things like that.

“Emma wait.” I pleaded, reaching for her shoulder to comfort her.

“Get bent!” She shot back as she shook me off and stormed her way down the aisle to her bunk.

I thought about going over to her but I saw Hayden shake her head no as she gave me the evil eye.

“Lurk much?” She asked sarcastically.

“I….uhhh……” I fumbled. “Should we say something to her?”

“Just let her be for a while.” Hayden answered. “Now if you’ll excuse me I’m going to the “no one listening to my private conversations” section of the bus.

I stood there in shock for a few minutes as Hayden stormed past me on the way to her bunk before I entered the fun room.

“Fucking chicks, man!” I thought as I slumped down into a chair and poured myself a glass of Maker’s Mark.


I didn’t expect to see Emma much that next day so it was a bit of a surprise when she entered the fun room where Hayden, Lacey, Michelle and I were playing poker.

“So how much was the bet?” Was the first thing she said as she entered the room. “How much was it worth risking for the chance to shag me?”

“Oh my God, you told her?” Michelle asked incredulously, looking squarely at me.

“I didn’t tell her!” I answered exasperatedly. The situation was quickly approaching critical mass and I felt helpless to defuse it.

“I told her.” Hayden said meekly.

“So how much?” Emma repeated, her arms crossed and face scowling in an attack pose.

“We each put up fifty bucks.” I finally said after a few seconds of awkward silence.

There was an awkward silence as I sat there waiting for the bomb to really drop. I was as prepared as I could be for an eighteen year old fit of crying and emotion, but much to my surprise it never came.

“That’s it?” Emma asked indignantly. “Fifty bloody dollars?”

“Really it was kind of a spur of the moment thing.” Lacey interjected. “No one was trying to hurt your feelings Emma, honestly.”

“Well it’s a bit late for that.” Emma answered, but I saw that her stance was a bit looser and she wore a funny little smile. “But since my feelings have already been hurt, the least you four can do is give me a chance to win your money.”

With the immediate crisis averted and Emma seemingly okay with things I figured the best thing that we could do was to agree to her terms.

“Of course,” I said. “One round of Hold ‘Em. Fifty dollar buy in. Winner take all.”

“Oh, I don’t think so.” Emma answered. “If we play it’s for all of the money in your wallets or purses.”

I looked around the room hoping that someone else would speak up, but no one did. I guess we all figured that since we had humiliated the poor girl already that risking a little money would be the least we could do…..even if she was a better poker player than the rest of us combined.

Well, obviously you already know what happened. Emma cleaned our clocks in less than an hour and took all of our money. Lacey lasted the longest, but it really wasn’t much of a contest once it got down to the two of them. And that my friends, brings us back to our current situation.

“So what could you possibly put up against my guitar?” Lacey asked again as Emma thought hard.

“My drum set.” She blurted out desperately. “I’ll wager my new drums.”

For her to offer her drum kit I knew that Emma desperately wanted the guitar. Her drums were her most prized possession and Lacey knew that too.

“I’ve already got drums.” Lacey laughed. “You’re gonna have to come up with something a lot better than that.”

When at last several more offers and several moments of silence had passed, Lacey finally appeared to tire of the situation.

“Let’s face it sweetie, you’ve got nothing I want.” Lacey said and she turned to walk away.

“Wait a minute.” Emma cried out.

Her head was spinning and her mind was running a million miles an hour. Things had played out exactly as she had planned. She had perfectly plotted to turn their sophomoric bet into a chance to win Lacey’s guitar and now her one chance seemed to be slipping away. She had to think of something quickly….and then it hit her.

“What about me?” She said in a much quieter voice.

Everyone gasped and Lacey stopped in her tracks with her arms crossed and one of her eyebrows arched.

“Go on.” She said, turning back around to face her young challenger.

“If I lose, you can have me.” Emma repeated, her face turning scarlet as the rest of us looked on with our mouths agape.

“What do you mean I can have you?” Lacey asked. She wanted to make sure that what she was hearing was for real.

“Well you lot had your bet before about who gets to……you know,” Emma began. “So if I lose you can have me. I’ll do whatever you want for 24 hours.”

“Are you sure you want to risk that?” Lacey teased. “Cause I’ve got lots of naughty plans for you princess.”

Every once in a great while, Emma could be a spoiled brat, and princess was the name that Lacey used for Emma whenever such an occasion came up. She also used that name whenever she wanted to rile Emma up as she knew the younger girl hated it.

Emma really wanted that guitar and so she ignored the comment. She thought long and hard for several minutes. She knew it was a big risk, but in her heart of hearts she didn’t feel like there was any way that Lacey could beat her.

“I’m sure.” Emma answered, plucking up her courage. “It’s not going to matter anyway, because I’m going to win and then that guitar is mine.”

Lacey also pondered things for a moment in her head. On the one hand, Emma was a far superior poker player. If they were to have the match, she would be about a ten to one underdog and she really didn’t want to give up her prized possession. But on the other hand………should she somehow find a way to pull off the upset, all of her dirty little fantasies about Emma would be there for the taking.

Finally after what seemed like an eternity Lacey said simply, “You’re on!”


The game itself was quite a tense affair. At first it seemed like it was going to be over in short order as Lacey’s starting stack of $5000 in chips quickly dwindled down to $1000.

Emma stood up and started shaking her booty doing a sexy little dance as she sang En Vogue’s hit song “Never gonna get it, never gonna get it!”

She was really laying it on thick, but as much as Lacey wanted to go give her a good spanking, she knew that Emma was probably right. She wasn’t going to win and she was going to lose her guitar.

“Any chance of calling the bet off?” Lacey asked. “We could just call it even.”

“Not bloody likely.” Emma replied indignantly. “That guitar is mine and we both know it. Looks like you’re going to be my bitch tonight and not the other way around.”

“Ooooh, you better hope I don’t make a comeback princess.” She replied. “Or I’m really gonna make you pay for being so cocky.”

“Don’t call me princess, you know I hate it!” Emma answered. “Besides, I don’t think you’d know what to do with me even if you did win.”

Lacey laughed along with everyone else, but I knew her well enough to see that she was more than a little perturbed. Behind that sweet smile was a sexual animal ready to pounce on her prey at the slightest opening. I could see her eyeballing the young girl as she laughed and made fun of Lacey’s attempt to call off the game and I knew that if Lacey did somehow pull off a miracle that Emma was in some serious trouble.

As Michelle dealt out the cards I looked down at Lacey’s hand. She was holding the 7-2 offsuit, the absolute worst starting hand in poker. So when Emma raised it to $300 I expected her to just throw in her cards and move on to the next hand.

But instead of folding she calmly said “I call.”

Naturally the flop came 10-J-Q, all spades. They both checked and the turn card came out as the 4 of spades.

“Check.” Lacey said.

“No more free cards.” Emma replied. “I bet another $300.”

“Throw it away! Throw it away!” I thought as there was absolutely nothing that Lacey could have beaten. But again she shocked me.

“I’m all in!” She chirped and my stomach started doing somersaults.

There was absolutely no way that this bluff was going to work. Emma only needed to call another $400 from her mountain of chips and if she had any kind of hand at all the game would be all over.

I kept waiting to hear her call, but much to my surprise, Emma was just sitting there in deep thought. She couldn’t possibly fold could she?

Finally after what felt like an eternity, Emma flipped the king of spades face up and said “I think you’ve got the ace of spades, I fold.”

“What!!??” Hayden and Michelle cried out in unison. “You’ve got a flush already and a draw to a straight flush and you’re folding for another $400?”

“I just think she’s got the ace of spades.” Emma said calmly. “And if she does then there’s only one card in the deck that can help me.”

“Well you’re either the best poker player in the world or the worst!” Michelle exclaimed. “So did you have it Lace?”

“I don’t know is this any good?” She replied with a big grin as she showed Emma her 7-2.

The whole room exploded with excitement as Emma’s jaw dropped open. And for the first time in the match, she looked rattled.

“So what?” She retorted, quickly regaining her composure. “You’ve still only got $1600 in chips, it’s just going to take me a few extra hands to beat you.”

But twenty minutes later, Lacey had doubled up two more times and now held a $6000 to $4000 chip lead.

“Aw, what’s the matter, you look nervous sweetie?” Lacey cooed at a now visibly unnerved Emma. “But don’t worry, I’ll take good care of you. And if you’re really nice maybe I’ll let you play my guitar after I fuck your brains out.”

“Very funny.” Emma nervously squeaked out as the rest of the room howled in laughter at how the tables had turned.

No longer was she the teasing, carefree spirit she was at the beginning of the match. Now you could actually see a small bead of sweat on Emma’s brow and her demeanor was tense as it finally dawned on her that she was in a whole heap of trouble.

Soon enough, the hands were dealt and Emma raised to $500.

“I’m all in!” Lacey said without hesitation to which Emma instantly called.

The two ladies flipped up their cards and again it didn’t look good for Lacey. She flipped up a pair of fours which isn’t a bad hand heads up, but compared to Emma’s pair of aces, she might as well have had the 7-2 again.

When the flop came out A-K-9, the hand was all but over.

“Woo Hoo!!” Emma cried as she started doing her little booty dance again. “Go ahead and get those chips ready for me Lacey, cause this hand is over!!”

“You want to fuck me! But you can’t have me!” The little Brit mockingly sang, going so far as to stand up on top of the table as she did so.

“Uh, not so fast princess!” Lacey replied as the turn card brought the 4 of diamonds giving each of them a set.

“I told you not to……” Emma began, but as she glanced down at the card she could only shake her head.

“So do you prefer ropes or handcuffs?” Lacey asked as she glanced over at Emma.

“Whatever,” Emma replied. “You still need to catch the last four in the deck to beat me.”

“I’ll tell you what,” Lacey said. “Since I’m in such a good mood, I’ll give you one last chance to call off the bet. We can both just walk away, I keep my guitar and you don’t have to be my sex slave. What do you say?”

“You’ve only got one card in the deck that can help you,” Emma repeated. “So no, I think I’ll take my chances thank you very much.”

“Okay, suit yourself.” Lacey answered. “Michelle, let’s see that last card.”

The tension was so thick in the room that it seemed like you could hear everyone’s heartbeats. I could feel what card was coming before I even saw it and when that four of spades finally landed on the table with a thud, Emma was the only one who seemed shocked.

She went as white as a ghost and quickly pressed her hand to her forehead.

“Oh my God! Oh my God!!” She repeated over and over to herself as the rest of the room erupted.

“D-D-Double or nothing?” She said in an almost pleading voice as Lacey looked her up and down like a lion at feeding time. “Please Lacey, double or nothing. I promise, I won’t do that silly dance or make fun of you anymore.”

“Ummmmm………Not bloody likely.” Lacey quipped as Emma slumped down into her seat. “The 24 hours will start when we get to Denver and remember, you have to do anything I say.”

We gradually filed out of the room leaving Emma to her thoughts, and as she left, Lacey started mimicking Emma’s dance and singing “I’m going to fuck you! Cause I just beat you!”


“You are the villain who sends her
Light or dark, fantastic passion
I know that you will surrender
I know that you will surrender
I want this fantastic passion
We’ll have fantastic passion

You can feel my lips undress your eyes
Undress your eyes, undress your eyes
Words of love and words so leisured
Words of poisoned darts of pleasure”

-Franz Ferdinand – Darts of Pleasure


Emma awoke the next morning in Denver and glanced at the clock in her bunk. 11:15 in the morning. Had she really slept that long?

She had almost forgotten about the events of the previous day when she saw a little package lying at the foot of her bed wrapped in a pink bow and a card on the top. As she opened the card, she saw that it was actually a little note written by Lacey.

Good Morning Lover,

Technically, since we arrived in Denver at 8 this morning, I could have woken you up and had my way with you right then and there, but I decided to allow you to sleep in because quite frankly, you’re going to need all of your strength.

I’ve got such nasty plans for you tonight, but I don’t want to ruin all of the surprises. So you just get yourself looking all nice and pretty like a real princess for me and wear the outfit I’ve left for you and I’ll meet you at the Hotel Minet ‘Amourex tonight at 6pm sharp. Don’t be late or you’ll be sorry ;-)

Mmmmmmm, Can’t wait to see you.

XOXOXO’s, Lacey

P.S. You’ll have to stop at the front desk and pick up a package I’ve left for you to find out what room I’m in.

Emma swallowed hard as she finished reading the note and opened up the package.

“Bloody hell!” She moaned as she got a look at what Lacey had picked out for her to wear.


“Check you out!” Hayden exclaimed as she entered the bathroom where Emma was applying her makeup.

“Come to rub it in have you?” Emma sighed as she finished applying the ruby red lipstick. The brightness of the red created a lovely contrast with her slightly pale skin but it did nothing to hide her obvious anger at losing the bet.

“No, I wouldn’t do that.” Hayden assured her. “I was just checking to see how you were and from the looks of it I’d say……….Hot Damn!!”

Emma relaxed a little bit as she realized that Hayden’s intentions weren’t of the making fun variety.

“So where have you been all afternoon?” She asked her blonde friend in an attempt to change the subject.

“Oh, just taking care of a few things for tonight.” Hayden said with a devilish smile. She had spent the majority of her afternoon setting her revenge plot into motion, but she didn’t want to give anything away and risk ruining it.

“You’re not going to tell me any more than that, are you?” Emma asked.

“Nope, a girl’s gotta have her secrets,” Hayden giggled. “Besides, I thought that we were talking about the hotness that is you.”

“Do you really think I look hot?” She asked.

The question was a rather ridiculous one as Emma looked absolutely stunning. She had her hair pulled up in a lovely bunch as though she were attending the prom or some kind of a formal occasion. Her outfit however was far from the style one would expect to see at a normal prom. Lacey had outfitted her with a one piece black dress with no straps or shoulders that was so tight that she felt like if she were to take a breath it would rip in half. On top of that, the skirt was so short that it barely covered the bottom of her ass cheeks and whenever she took more than a few steps she had to pull it down by hand or risk showing off the tiniest of black thongs she wore underneath.

To accent the outfit she wore a classy necklace of pearls around her neck, but the real cherry on top of the sundae was the pair of 6 inch, high heeled stilettos that Lacey had picked out for her to wear which were currently sitting on the table in the next room.

“I really do think you’re hot.” Hayden answered, returning from a wicked daydream involving the two.

And despite all of her frustrations, the compliment seemed to touch Emma and she smiled brightly.

“I’m sorry I got mad at you the other day.” Emma said as she adjusted the top of her dress. She wasn’t wearing any kind of a bra and even though they weren’t the biggest in the world, she still wanted to make sure that her tits didn’t pop out and make someone’s day for them.

“Don’t be.” Hayden answered. “We’re the ones who should be apologizing. It was a scumbag thing to do.”

“Kind of like wagering your body on a game of poker?” Emma replied.

“You know you don’t have to do this right?” Hayden asked as she gazed intently at her friend. “I mean just because the two of you made some stupid bet it doesn’t mean you have to do something you don’t want to do.”

“It’s alright.” Emma assured her. “I made the bet and I knew the risks. Besides, Lacey’s pretty cute and I have been quite curious about other girls lately. I just wish…….”

“What?” Hayden asked as Emma trailed off. Her face was bright red again, but Hayden was dying to know what she was going to say.

“I just wish it was you.” She said quietly. “For my first time with a girl, I wish it was you.”

This time it was Hayden’s turn to blush as the realization of just how much Emma seemed to fancy her dawned on her. She got up close behind Emma, wrapped her hands around her waist and rested her chin on her shoulder.

“Well if you find that you like it.” She whispered into Emma’s ear. “You know where to find me.”

Emma couldn’t help but smile brightly before Hayden snapped her back to reality with a hard but playful smack on the ass.

“Now come on Cinderella let’s get you ready for the ball.” She giggled.

Twenty minutes later, when Emma had finished getting ready, Hayden couldn’t help but feel a little twinge of jealousy. There was no way Lacey could know how good she had it tonight.

“So where are you meeting her?” Hayden asked. “Hopefully it isn’t too far of a walk because I saw those heels and let me just say, not practical.”

“I’m supposed to meet her at the Hotel Minet ‘Amourex.” Emma answered. “It’s some fancy French hotel downtown.”

“Seriously?” Hayden asked. “I’ve got a……uh, function to attend there tonight myself. I can give you a ride if you want.”

“Yes, that would be lovely.” She answered and moments later they were packed into Hayden’s rental car and on their way.


For as long as she could remember, Emma had been a very self conscience young woman. It was one thing for her to go out on stage as a member of a band where she had the other girls there to divert some of the crowd’s adoration, but it was quite another for her to be the undivided center of attention. Signing autographs, taking pictures and one on one interviews were about the only things she hated about being in the band.

The other girls had quickly picked up on her reluctance to be in the limelight and so she knew that Lacey had concocted this little bit of torture just to prey upon that little bit of insecurity.

Never before had she felt as on display as she did during the walk through the hotel lobby to the front desk. The heels she wore echoed very loudly against the hotel’s hardwood floor and everyone she passed seemed to go out of their way to gawk at the skimpy outfit she wore.

Emma tried to put on a brave face, smiling brightly at everyone who happened to make eye contact with her, but inside she was absolutely mortified. And to make matters worse, the closer that she got to the front of the lobby, the larger the crowd seemed to be. In fact, as she approached the desk, Emma saw, much to her chagrin that a large tour group of about fifty people were checking into the hotel and once again it seemed that all eyes were upon her.

She would have given anything to have been able to sneak off right then and there and to come back when it was less crowded, but a quick glance at her watch showed that it was five minutes till six and Lacey’s note had warned her not to be late.

“Hey sweetheart, you want to party with us?” One particularly bold young man blurted out as he high fived his buddies.

She ignored his comments and approached the desk hearing little snippets of conversations like “you see how short that skirt is?” and “What I wouldn’t give for five minutes…..”

“Excuse me, could you tell me what room Lacey Chabert is in?” She asked the man at the desk.

He was an older gentleman, probably in his early fifties with a large gut and a walrus mustache but he had a kind smile and as the young woman approached the counter he flashed a large toothy grin at her. By now, all of the conversation in the room seemed to have stopped and the whole group was watching and listening to Emma.

“Lacey Chabert, Lacey Chabert.” The man muttered as he entered the information into the computer. “Uh, that would be suite 369 ma’am.”

“Cheers.” She answered. “Also, I believe she left a package for me and a room key?”

“Oh, yes” He remarked as he quickly grabbed an armful of items from one of the cubby holes on the wall. “Here we go…….Oh, my!”

He grinned even wider at Emma as he placed the items one by one on the desk in front of her.

“Kama Sutra oil,” He began, looking down his nose through his glasses at each item and reading them off as he sat each one down. “Fuzzy handcuffs, big feather tickler thing and a paddle.”

“I don’t know who she thinks she’s going to spank with that thing?” Emma thought to herself as she glanced around nervously, attempting to look casual.

She had made the bet and was willing to live with the consequences, but there was no way in the world that she was going to be degraded by being spanked. If Lacey tried to use it, she would simply refuse.

“Oh, looks like there’s one more thing here.” The fat clerk remarked. “It’s a……what in the world is this thing?”

Emma heard the gasps and giggles of the crowd as he placed a large strap-on dildo on the counter and went to get her a room key made. It was the biggest cock, real or rubber that she had ever seen and she wondered if Lacey was seriously thinking about using it on her or if it was some kind of joke.

She could feel her face boiling with anger and embarrassment as she had to stand there with everything and listen to the murmuring and laughing for what seemed like an eternity before he returned with the key.

“Well, I certainly hope you and your girlfriend have a good night.” He said with a smile as he handed her the key and she scooped everything up.

“Yes, I’m sure we will.” She squeaked before dropping the dildo and having one last humiliating moment as she bent over to pick it up, flashing most of her ass to the crowd.

“I will never forgive her for this!” Emma thought as she hurried out of the lobby red faced to thundering applause and catcalls.

A few minutes later, as she stood outside of the door to the suite, Emma realized that she was at the point of no return. A bit of panic set in as she glanced down at her armful of kinky goods and more than a small part of her wanted to just run away. But at last, she steadied herself, took one final deep breath and reluctantly knocked on the door.

Inside the suite, Lacey checked her watch and put on some mood music before dimming the lights. She mastered the urge to sprint over to the door as she heard Emma knock again.

“Ooooooh, this is going to be so much fun!” She thought to herself.

“You’re two minutes late.” She stated flatly as she opened the door to find Emma standing there.
“And didn’t I leave you a room key.”

“Oh, I’m sorry. I must have been too busy being humiliated in the lobby to make it here on time!” She huffed, tossing the toys to the floor. “And my arms were too full to use the key.”

“Well, I did warn you not to be late, but I’m sure we can discuss that later.” Lacey teased, ignoring the teen’s irritated comments. “But right now, why don’t you come over here and let’s see if we can’t put you in a better mood sweetheart.”

She took Emma by the hand and led her over to a chair next to which was a fancy dining table with only a single bottle of champagne chilling in a bucket of ice on it.

“You look beautiful.” Lacey stated as Emma sat down. “Just like a real princess.”

When she said it, Emma felt the nervous butterflies flapping around in her tummy. She was willing to ignore Lacey calling her princess as long as she was being nice. And even some of her anger and embarrassment seemed to slip away as she remembered why she was there.

“Thank you.” She managed to say as she glanced nervously at the floor. “So do you.”

Lacey smiled back at Emma as she poured each of them a glass of champagne. For her part, Lacey had also chosen to wear a black cocktail dress and even though hers was nowhere near as revealing as Emma’s, the younger girl couldn’t help but notice how nicely it highlighted Lacey’s ample cleavage.

“Aw, you’re sweet.” Lacey beamed as she handed Emma her glass.

Emma started to raise her glass to her lips but Lacey stopped her.

“Don’t you want to make a toast?” She asked.

“I….um…..To trying something new?” Emma said softly as they clinked their glasses together.

“Hmmmm, not bad.” Lacey replied with a dirty grin. “But how about, to me fucking you every which way from Sunday?”

Emma quickly gulped down her champagne, and for the first time reality set in. She was really going to do this.

Lacey, meanwhile grabbed the feather tickler from the floor and snuck over behind Emma’s chair.

“Wh-What are you doing?” Emma asked, trying to look over her shoulder. She very much disliked not being in control and not being able to see what Lacey was doing was driving her crazy. But every time she turned her head to look, Lacey would dart the opposite way.

“Just relax baby,” she cooed. “I’m the one calling the shots tonight, remember?”

Emma merely nodded meekly as she gulped down more of the champagne. She hated not being in control almost as much as she hated being the center of attention, but it seemed that she had no choice in the matter tonight.

“Good.” Lacey answered as she began running the feather lightly along Emma’s bare shoulders.

Emma closed her eyes and shuddered lightly as the ticklish feather brushed against her neck and down her back. She could feel her tiny nipples hardening as Lacey continued teasing her.

“So do you like the outfit I picked out for you?” She asked as she gently kissed and nibbled on one of Emma’s earlobes.

“It’s quite small.” Emma answered honestly.

She felt dumb with her response, but it was all that her whirling mind could think to say with Lacey’s wet lips warming her skin. She could feel the hot breath on her neck and it made her shudder lightly as her anger and resentment seemed to slip away one kiss at a time.

“And how did you feel when all of those people in the hotel saw you?” She asked, planting juicy kisses all over Emma’s neck and bare shoulders.

“Embarrassed, but…….” Emma stammered, trying to sort through her feelings. “Kind of sexy.”

“That’s because you are sexy baby.” Lacey whispered in her ear before coming around and planting a long wet kiss right on her lips.

It was only the second girl that Emma had ever kissed, but just like with Hayden it was an electric moment that made her whole body tingle. And as Lacey began to pull back, Emma surprised herself by wrapping her arms around the older girl’s neck and pulling her back in.

“Mmmmm, please keep kissing me Lacey.” She begged. “You’re so beautiful.”

“Oh, I’m going to do much more than just kiss you sweetie.” Lacey laughed as she sensed Emma beginning to loosen up slightly. “But just remember who’s in charge here.”

“Yes, ma’am.” Emma nodded again before Lacey took her head in her hands and the two began furiously making out again. Again, Emma hated not calling the shots, but she quickly forgot when at one point, Lacey took Emma’s tongue into her mouth and began to suck on it as Emma’s body practically went limp like a snake being charmed.

As Emma slid down in her chair, her short skirt began to ride up, exposing her black lace panties.

Lacey greedily ran her hand up Emma’s thigh towards her crotch, but almost out of instinct, the teen crossed her legs to block her hand.

“Ah, ah.” Lacey scolded. “You don’t get to say no tonight princess. You do remember who that pretty pussy belongs to don’t you?”

“You.” Emma whispered obediently. “My pussy belongs to you.”

“That’s right.” Lacey replied. “That pussy belongs to me! Now spread those pretty legs of yours!”

Ordinarily a fiercely independent spirit, Emma hated admitting to herself that it was really turning her on being told what to do. And so she spread her legs slightly apart to allow Lacey access to her wet cunt.

“Good girl,” Lacey praised her friend as she rubbed her thumb over Emma’s panty clad clitoris.

“Ohhhhhh Fuck that feels good!!” She moaned through jagged breaths. She was really starting to like the way this other woman was making her feel and it scared her.

“My God those panties are soaked aren’t they?” Lacey teased. “You really wanted this didn’t you, you bad little girl?”

“I did!!” Emma moaned. “My pussy is so wet for you!!!”

“I bet you didn’t mind wearing that slutty little skirt did you?” She continued teasing. “You liked all of those boys looking at you didn’t you?”

Emma didn’t want to admit it, even to herself, but there was a small part of her that felt quite sexy in the lobby, knowing that all of those boys wanted to fuck her but that none of them would get to. She was all Lacey’s tonight.

“I……I…..I’m glad I could dress up for you and be your little slut tonight.” She said, hardly believing the words were coming from her mouth. “But I didn’t want any of those stupid boys!”

“Mmmm, you are my little slut!” Lacey teased as she worked her hand down the front of Emma’s panties. “That sweet little cunt is so wet!!! I’ve never felt a pussy so wet before!”

“It’s cause you make me so fucking horny!!” Emma moaned in her thick British accent. “I’ve been thinking about this all day.”

“I bet you’ve been thinking about it longer than that haven’t you?” Lacey asked.

“What are you talking about?” Emma replied, unsure of what Lacey was getting at. Did she know about Hayden?

“I mean, in the poker game, you folded the winning hand when you had that king of spades didn’t you?”

Emma said nothing, but stared down at the floor.

“You know that Hayden was looking at your cards don’t you?” Lacey asked. “She said you could have won the game but you folded a royal flush just so that you could come here tonight and be my little slut. She saw it, so you might as well tell the truth.”

“Well if she saw it then you already know the truth.” Emma answered, blushing furiously.

It was true and Emma had been caught. She had no idea why she had purposely thrown that poker game, or didn’t want to admit to herself why she had done it, but it appeared that Lacey knew.

But what Emma didn’t know was that Hayden had in fact, not been looking at her cards and that Lacey had only been teasing her. She had accidentally tattled on herself, and now that Lacey knew the whole truth, she was more determined than ever to give Emma the night of her young life.

“Poor little princess, you’ve probably never really been fucked properly have you?” Lacey asked as she slid two of her fingers into Emma’s now soaking wet pussy.

“Ooohhhhhh fuck!!” She moaned into Lacey’s mouth as the older brunette rubbed her thumb over her clit. “Not like this! You make me feel so bloody gooood!!”

It wasn’t as though she’d been with hundreds of guys before or something, but Lacey was right. Of the four boys that she had slept with in her life, none of them seemed to know their way around her body or were able to make her feel as excited or as sexy as Lacey had so far. And none of them had seemed to care about anything other than getting themselves off.

“Here, taste your own sweet pussy juice.” Lacey said as she pulled her hand out of Emma’s panties and waved them in front of her mouth.

Emma was hesitant at first, slowly licking Lacey’s fingers, but as she saw her mentor in the ways of Sapphic love smiling in encouragement, she grabbed her wrist with both hands and began greedily sucking off all of the juice from her fingers.

“Did you like that baby?” Lacey moaned. “Did you like tasting all of your slutty little pussy juice?”

“Yes, it was so yummy and so dirty.” Emma cooed.

Lacey beamed a smile back at her. God it was sexy listening to Emma say words like “dirty” in her thick British accent.

“Well I’m glad you liked it, because we’re just getting started.” She replied, pulling Emma up by the hand. “Now come over here with me.”

She led the teen over to the other side of the room before roughly tossing her onto the bed.

“Now get on all fours, I want to see that pretty little ass of yours!” Lacey demanded.

Somewhat shocked by her mistress’s change in demeanor, Emma nevertheless did as she was told. She felt very sexy posing on all fours for Lacey on the bed.

Lacey just stood back and admired the view as Emma’s tiny skirt rode up her back, exposing her cute little ass in all its glory.

Emma glanced nervously over her shoulder at the paddle on the floor. She was enjoying herself so far, but the humiliating thought of being paddled hung in her mind like a dark cloud. Would Lacey really want to do that? Could Emma stop her? Would she want to?

“Mmmm, what a pretty little butt you’ve got.” Lacey remarked, slapping Emma on the bottom and squeezing her hard. “Now pull those panties down and let me get a better look!”

Still worried about the spanking and not used to taking orders, Emma hesitated for the briefest of instants, but it was enough for Lacey to notice.

“You seem to have a problem following orders, don’t you princess?” Lacey demanded. “It looks like I’m going to have to give you a little bit of discipline.”

“No…….I……I’ll do whatever you ask.” Emma whimpered as she peeled the thong out of her ass crack and slid her panties down around her knees. “Just please don’t spank me it’s so…….. humiliating.”

Lacey had already grabbed the paddle and was holding it ominously above Emma’s ass as the teen pleaded. Emma’s whole body seemed to be shaking, and Lacey briefly considered taking it easy on the younger girl. She really seemed like she didn’t want to be spanked. But suddenly Lacey noticed a small drop of Emma’s wetness drip from her pussy to the mattress beneath and realized that while she may not want it, it was really turning her on.

“I think you like being humiliated.” Lacey remarked, bringing the paddle down hard on her bare backside with a loud smack. “You do don’t you?”

“No!” Emma insisted. She had just let Lacey spank her, the one thing she swore she wouldn’t allow. “Please stop it! I’m sorry.”

“Sorry for what?” Lacey teased with another hard spanking. Emma’s bare ass was already turning bright red from the paddling she was receiving.

“I’m sorry for……..Unnngggghhhh!” Emma moaned as the paddle once again landed with a loud crack. “I’m sorry for being late!! I’m sorry for not obeying fast enough!!! I’m sorry for getting mad at you for calling me princess!!”

*Thwack!* *Thwack!* *Thwack!* Came the sounds of the paddle over and over against Emma’s backside as small tears of embarrassment welled up in her eyes. But her embarrassment wasn’t because of the spanking she was receiving, it was because she found herself enjoying it.

“Okay, I think you’ve learned your lesson.” Lacey finally said. And after several more swats she went to set the paddle down and give Emma a break.

“I……I’m not sure I have.” Emma replied. She was breathing heavily and could hardly believe what she was saying. “Maybe I deserve to be paddled some more.”

“I knew it!!” Lacey exclaimed as she wheeled back around to face Emma. “You’re loving this aren’t you, you little slut!!”

Emma said nothing. Here she was, on all fours with her skirt bunched up around her waist and her panties down around her knees being paddled by another girl and……….loving every minute of it? Was she willing to admit that to herself, let alone Lacey? If she did that, Emma felt that she would have given over her last bit of resolve and fully submitted to her lesbian desires.

*Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!* Came the sound of Lacey’s merciless paddling as Emma bit down on her own fist.

“Admit that you love this!” Lacey demanded. “Or I swear to you I won’t stop!!”


“Never!!” Emma resolved.


“Tell me you love this!!” Lacey said again.

“I…….No, I won’t!!” Emma moaned using every ounce of self control to make herself say the words. Her brow was starting to sweat and the sweat was mingling with the tears.


Finally, when she felt that she could take no more Emma cried out.

“Okay, I admit it!!!” She yelled.


“Admit what?” Lacey asked, giving her one last hard spanking.

“I LOVE IT!!” Emma moaned. “I LOVE ALL OF THE DIRTY THINGS YOU’RE DOING TO ME!! It’s so kinky and slutty, but I want it!!!”

“What else do you want?” Lacey asked.

“I want you to fuck me!!” Emma cried. “I want you to fuck my pussy with your tongue and that big fake cock over there!!! I want you to make me come so hard like no boy has ever been able to do!! PLEASE FUCK ME LACEY!!! I’M BEGGING YOU TO FUCK ME LIKE NO ONE ELSE EVER HAS!!!!”

“Okay, okay princess.” Lacey replied in a calm soothing voice. “I think I can handle all that.”

Emma’s ass was bright red by now and Lacey gently bent down and ran the feather lightly across it and softly kissing it all over as she rubbed her hand underneath of Emma’s dripping wet pussy and slid her fingers softly inside.

“Ohhhhh fuck!!” Emma moaned as Lacey’s fingers slid in and out of her snatch. “You touch me in all the right places Lacey.”

Lacey just smiled to herself, letting the pleasure she was giving Emma wash over her and remembering the first time she had made love to a woman.

“You know what I want right now?” Lacey mused.

“What?” Emma replied. “Anything you want, you can do it to me.”

“Wow, aren’t you the eager one princess? Lacey laughed as she realized that Emma was now hers completely. “I was just going to have you take that dress off is all.”

“Oh……..okay.” Emma replied, sounding somewhat disappointed that it wasn’t something more fun. “Can I take these shoes off too?”

“No!” Lacey insisted. “You look soooooo sexy in those heels. They stay on until I decide they come off, understood?”

“Yes, ma’am.” Emma squeaked.

She slowly peeled the dress off, up over her head and got back on all fours as Lacey snatched a couple of more surprises from the floor.

Emma closed her eyes as she felt Lacey crawl back up onto the bed and felt her lightly running her fingers up her spine.

“Put your hands behind your back.” She whispered into Emma’s ear.

“Put my……What?” Emma asked incredulously.

“You heard me.” Lacey insisted. “Now do it or I’ll get the paddle back out!”

Emma hesitated still as she realized that hands behind her back must mean the handcuffs. Did she really trust Lacey that much?

“Actually, you’d probably like it if I paddled you again.” Lacey teased. So do it or I won’t paddle you ever again.”

Emma blushed again, realizing that she really did enjoy the paddling and that Lacey could now use it to get what she wanted from her. Reluctantly, she put her hands behind her back and felt the pink fuzzy handcuffs snap into place around her wrists. She was now completely at her mistress’s mercy and it turned her on more than anything had ever before.

“Now flip over onto that ass!” Lacey commanded. “I want to see that pretty face of yours when I eat your pussy!”

As Emma flipped over onto her back, the first thing Lacey noticed were her nipples. Emma didn’t have large breasts, but they were firm and perky, and right now she was so turned on that her nipples were sticking straight out like little party hats.

“You dirty girl.” Lacey teased as she pinched Emma’s rock hard nipples. “You’re loving every minute of this aren’t you?”

“Yes!” Emma admitted, shifting to get comfortable with her hands bound behind her back by handcuffs and her panties around her knees still, constricting her movement. “You’re so sexy, Lacey and you turn me on so fucking much! I can’t help it.”

“I know princess.” Lacey answered as she leaned forward to kiss Emma once again and squeeze her little breasts. “Everyone thinks you’re such a good girl, but I know better. Deep down you’re just an insatiable little pussy craving dyke!”

“And now I’m gonna eat that hot little pussy of yours.” Lacey continued. “But first I want to get your body all nice and slippery.”

She pulled out the jar of Kama Sutra oil, dipped one finger in lightly and let Emma suck it off of her finger.

“Mmmmmm, Strawberry.” She said as a big smile lit up her face.

“That’s right baby, you’re gonna taste just like strawberries.” Lacey smiled as she tipped the jar over Emma’s chest and let the warm oil run down her body.

“Oooooh, check out how shiny and sexy you are!!” Lacey remarked as she rubbed the oil all over Emma’s tiny breasts and stomach.

Emma just moaned in pleasure as Lacey greedily lapped up the warm oil on her nipples and ran little circles around her belly button with her tongue.

“Oh no, what’s this?” Lacey asked, when she realized that she had gotten some of the oil on the front of her dress. “I think maybe I should slip into something a little more comfortable, what do you think?”

“Yes!” Emma eagerly agreed. “I want to see you naked.”

Lacey didn’t completely fulfill Emma’s request, but she did strip off her dress and bra, leaving herself clad only in a garter belt connected to a pair of black thigh high stockings.

“Like what you see?” Lacey mused as she hopped back onto the bed.

“You’re so beautiful Lacey.” Was all that Emma could manage to say before Lacey straddled her waist and started kissing her once more.

As they made out, Lacey poured more of the oil down the front of both of their chests. She then rubbed her own oil covered boobs all over Emma’s body, forming a slippery, strawberry flavored mess.

“Please let me taste you.” Emma begged. “I love your perfect tits!”

It was difficult to get at them with her hands bound behind her back, but Lacey happily obliged her young friend by squeezing her tits together and thrusting them into the teen’s face as she hungrily slurped away on her tender nipples.

“Mmmmmmm, are you sure you’ve never done this before princess?” Lacey moaned as Emma bit down gently on her nipple.

“I promise I haven’t.” Emma replied. Not only was she getting used to the nickname “princess,” but she was actually starting to like it.

“But I bet you’ve thought about it a lot, haven’t you?” Lacey teased.

Emma said nothing, she knew Lacey liked to tease her, but she didn’t mind as long as she could make her body feel this good. She kept kissing and licking every part of Lacey’s body she could reach with her mouth, and probably would have continued doing so all night it Lacey hadn’t abruptly pulled away.

“Hey, what are you…..” Emma started to whine.

“Shhhhh, baby.” Lacey insisted. “I just can’t wait any longer to bury my tongue in that hot little cunt of yours.”

Emma again blushed as Lacey grabbed her by the legs and pulled the teen onto her back, lifting her legs straight up in the air and resting them on her shoulders. She carefully slid Emma’s panties up past her high heels and placed them over her face, breathing in Emma’s scent deeply before tossing them aside. She then took the jar of oil and poured it down each of Emma’s pretty legs, coating them in strawberry goodness.

“So precious and so sweet.” Lacey laughed as she slowly planted kisses all the way down Emma’s legs from her ankles to her inner thighs.

“Please fuck me!” Emma begged. “I can’t stand it any longer!! Please eat my pussy till I come!!!”

“Are you sure you really want this?” Lacey teased, enjoying every minute of the sweet torment she was causing her young friend. “Because I could stop if you want me to.”

“No, please don’t stop!!!” Emma begged. “I want this so bad!! I’m your princess, remember? Please just fuck me!!!”

And finally, after what seemed like an eternity of kissing her all around her slit, Lacey grabbed Emma’s oiled up legs, spread them apart and ran her tongue slowly up from the bottom of Emma’s slit to her clit.

“Unnnnggghhhhh, OHHHHHHH!!!” She moaned as the pleasure she was getting made her shudder. “That feels so fucking good!!!”

“Such a pretty little pussy!!” Lacey remarked as she sucked away on Emma’s clit. “Pretty as a peach!”

“Fuck!!! OH Fuck!!!!” Emma cried out as the waves of pleasure from Lacey’s tongue washed over her lithe body. “Please don’t stop baby!!!”

“Never, princess.” Lacey assured her. “I won’t stop until you come like you’ve never come in your life!!”

As she gently licked and slurped away at Emma’s clit, Lacey gently eased two of her fingers inside of the warm folds of Emma’s pussy causing the teen to raise her hips up towards Lacey’s mouth.

Emma had never before experienced such a rush of sexual pleasure and it was a bit overwhelming. She arched her back up even higher as though she couldn’t get Lacey’s mouth close enough to her and moaned loudly in ecstasy.

“That’s right baby!!” Lacey encouraged her as she slid her other hand underneath of Emma’s ass. “Just let all of those inhibitions go!! Let me make all of those nasty little dreams of yours come true!!!”


“Come for me princess!!” Lacey begged as she worked her fingers and tongue faster and faster. “Come for me and let me know that you’re mine!!!”

“I AM YOURS!!!” She replied as her chest started to turn bright red and she felt her orgasm approaching. “I’M YOUR DIRTY LITTLE LESBO PRINCESS SLUT!!!”

“MMMmmmmmm, then come for me baby so I can lap up all of that pussy juice!!!”

“OOOOHHHH, I…..I’M……I’M COMMMMINNNNNGGGGG!!!!!!” Emma cried out in a high pitched squeal when at last wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure washed over her body and she climaxed.

“Ohhhh My God!! Oh My God!!” Emma repeated over and over as she collapsed back down to the bed in an exhausted heap. It was easily the most intense orgasm she had ever experienced in her life and the only one she had ever had without masturbating.

“That was amazing!!” The teen remarked, her chest still heaving. Lacey, meanwhile was still softly rubbing her young pussy, trying to lap up every bit of girl juice she could.

“Yeah, it was pretty good.” Lacey said casually. Even she had to admit to herself that it was some pretty rocking sex, but she wanted to maintain control over Emma and so didn’t want to appear overexcited.

“And now it’s your chance to thank me.” She giggled as she snuggled up next to Emma for some more smooches. “Now you get to bury your little princess tongue in my pussy.”

“I…..uhhhhhh, I’ve never done that before.” Emma said. Things were going so well tonight that she didn’t want to fuck them up by being a lousy pussy eater.

“Well, duh.” Lacey teased, grabbing Emma’s cheeks and planting a kiss on her forehead to reassure her. “I know it’s your first time, but it’s not like its rocket science. Just do what feels good to you. You do want to do this don’t you?”

“I do.” Emma answered quickly. Lacey had calmed her nerves and she was ready to pleasure another woman for the first time in her young life.

“Good.” Lacey chirped before giving Emma one last long and deep kiss. “Now just lie back on the bed and I’ll get on top of you.”

“Aren’t you going to take these handcuffs off of me?” Emma asked, but inside she already knew the answer.

Lacey just smiled and knelt down over top of Emma’s face, looking at the foot of the bed in sort of a reverse cowgirl position.

Emma stuck out her tongue to meet Lacey’s slit, taking short tentative licks at first before gradually working her tongue in deeper.

“Mmmmmmm, that’s it baby.” Lacey moaned. “My little princess is a natural pussy eater.”

Encouraged by Lacey’s praise, Emma hungrily buried her tongue even further into Lacey’s snatch and flicked it out lightly on her clit.

“Am I doing good?” She asked.

“Ohhhhh, you’re doing great sweetheart.” Lacey cooed, reaching down to rub her own clit with her hand as Emma kept tongue fucking her. “Mmmmmm, bury that nasty little tongue in my cunt!!!”

Emma was growing more and more confident as Lacey’s moans grew louder and soon she was ready to get even dirtier. She leaned up slightly, pushing Lacey forward to where she was laying on Emma’s chest with her ass up in the air.

“What are you going to me you dirty girl?” Lacey teased.

“I’m going to show you just how dirty I am!” Emma answered. “I’m going to fuck your asshole with my tongue!!”

“Baby that is so hot!!” Lacey moaned as she reached back and spread her ass cheeks apart to give Emma a clear shot at her puckered asshole. “Lick my asshole you kinky slut!!!”

Emma dove in headfirst, licking Lacey all the way up from her pussy to her asshole, circling it with her tongue before taking a long deep lick.

“Mmmmm, fuck!!!” She moaned as the teen spit right on her hole and lapped it up. “That feels so good!!!”

Having someone as seemingly pure and innocent as Emma doing something so nasty to her turned Lacey on more than anything else, and so she moved one of her hands down to her own clit and started furiously rubbing on it again as Emma moved back to sucking on her pussy lips.


“Are you going to come for me, Lacey?” Emma asked. “Am I getting you off?”


Lacey climaxed so violently that she almost smothered Emma underneath of her pussy, but at last she rolled over onto her side and let the younger girl softly lick up her juices.

“Was I…….good?” Emma asked meekly.

“You were so good my legs are still shaking.” Lacey assured her. “Now come here.”

She pulled Emma up to her knees and kissed her hard once again, their oily bodies slipping and sliding against one another as their kissing grew more and more intense.

It was frustrating for Emma not to be able to use her hands, but Lacey was loving every minute of it. She looked at her teen lover and smiled to herself at the hot mess she now was. No longer was her hair put up perfectly, instead it was falling out of the clips and down in her face as a result of their sex. As they kissed, she grabbed both of Emma’s still hardened nipples and tugged on them firmly.

“You’ve got such a cute little body.” She said. “I just want to keep you here forever.”

“We’ve still got lots of time don’t we?” Emma asked, a twinge of worry in her voice. She was having the night of her life and wasn’t quite ready for it to end.

“Oh don’t worry princess, I’m not done with you by a long shot.” She answered. “Now get down on your hands and knees again.”

“But my hands…..” Emma began. The handcuffs were really starting to become uncomfortable. They weren’t to the point where they were hurting just yet, but Emma’s wrists were definitely quite numb.

“Then get on your knees and rest your face on that pillow.” Lacey commanded. “I want to see that pretty little ass again.”

By now Emma had gotten used to obeying orders, but she still couldn’t stop herself from asking questions.

“What are you doing?” She asked after Lacey had left her alone in her pose for a few minutes.

“You’ll see soon enough.” Lacey replied, bringing the paddle down with the hardest spanking yet and causing Emma to cry out.

What she was actually doing was attempting to tie the harness from the strap on dildo around her waist. Lubing it up also proved to be a chore as it was at least twelve inches long and several inches thick in diameter.

“I’m ready for you now lover.” Lacey teased as she strode over to the bed. “So I hope you’re ready for me.”

Emma took a quick glance over her shoulder and shuddered. If the strap on had looked big before, it looked absolutely gargantuan now that she was facing the prospect of actually being fucked with it. But with her hands bound, she knew that she was like a fly caught in a spider’s web.

“I……uh, can we talk about this?” She tried to reason with Lacey.

“What’s to talk about?” Lacey answered. “Other than what position we’re gonna do it in.”

“I….I really don’t think……” Emma stammered, she was on the verge of panicking. “THAT THING’LL RIP ME IN HALF!!”

The biggest cock she had ever taken in her life was nowhere near the size of the strap on and she clearly remembered being sore for hours afterwards.

“Oh, don’t be such a drama queen.” Lacey replied dismissively. “You said you wanted to be fucked like never before didn’t you?”

“Yeah, but…..” She whimpered.

“No buts.” Lacey interjected. “You haven’t changed your mind have you?”

“No.” Emma finally relented as Lacey crawled up on the bed and looked her in the eyes.

“You trust me right?”

“I……..yes.” Emma finally said after a lengthy pause.

“Good.” Lacey said, as cheerfully as ever. She gave Emma a long wet kiss to calm her before positioning herself behind her.

She rubbed her hand underneath Emma’s wet pussy and slid a couple of fingers inside to loosen her up.

“Ooooooooooooohhhh!!” She moaned, leaning back into Lacey’s fingers.

“Here it comes baby!!” Lacey said with a grin as she slipped the first few inches of the dildo inside of Emma.

“Oh FUCK!!” She moaned as the rubber cock stretched her pussy lips. “Fuck me with that cock baby!!”

Lacey grabbed Emma’s hips and pulled them closer to her as she glanced down at the teen’s face buried in one of the fluffy hotel pillows, hair splayed out everywhere as Lacey worked a few more inches inside of her.

“You like that big cock inside of you don’t you princess?” She teased, slowly pumping away. “Except I know that you’ve never been fucked like this before.”

“I love it so much!!!” Emma cried out loudly. “OHHHHHH, FUCK ME HARDER!!!”

As Lacey intensified her thrusts, Emma merely begged and moaned for more.


Faster and faster Lacey pumped and louder and louder Emma cried out. She was so loud that at one point, the people in the next suite started banging on the walls.

“KEEP IT DOWN YOU PERVS!!!” Lacey heard a woman’s voice call out.

But Emma was so enraptured in getting fucked that she didn’t hear it and continued to loudly scream as the headboard started banging into the wall.


“Oh, shit you little slut, you’re taking that whole fucking thing!!! Lacey replied as the sweat poured down her face. “I bet your family would be so proud to see me making you my bitch!!”


“You better fucking come again!!!” Lacey demanded, slapping Emma on the ass.

“FUCK ME HARDER!!! FUCK ME HARDER!!!” She screamed.

Emma felt like her whole body was filled up with the dildo as it stretched her pussy lips to their limit, but at the same time it was the most pleasure she had ever felt. Her abs started to tighten up and her pussy began clinching around the fake cock as she felt another orgasm coming on.

“OHHHHHHH MY GOD, I’M COMMMMINNNNNGGGGG!!!” She shrieked as her climax hit once more. “I………FUCCCCKKKKKK YESSSSSSSSSSS!!!!”

“That’s it baby, come for me again!!” Lacey coaxed as Emma’s whole body shuddered. “Come for me again my little dyke princess!!”

When at last Emma had climaxed and Lacey had pulled the strap on out of her grateful pussy, Emma collapsed onto her stomach with her chest heaving.

“Now get over here and clean this thing up!” Lacey teased.

Emma somehow managed to get to her knees and start sucking her juices off of the dildo as Lacey leaned back and smiled. She had done exactly what she had wanted: given Emma the best sex of her life and converted her into a pussy loving, do anything, nympho.

“Good girl.” She smiled when Emma had finished cleaning up. “I suppose I can take these handcuffs off of you now.”

Emma smiled brightly and rubbed her wrists to get the feeling back in them as soon as Lacey had unsnapped them. And for several minutes, the two women held each other and lightly kissed as they basked in the afterglow of their sex.

“So are you having fun princess?” Lacey asked even though she already knew the answer.

“This has been the most wonderful night ever.” Emma beamed. “But I was wondering……would you….”


“Oh, nothing. Forget I said anything.” Emma backpedaled. She immediately wished she hadn’t of said anything.

“Would I what?” Lacey insisted. “Anything for you baby.”

“I’ve just never had anybody do it to me……you know……back there.” She started to say as her faced turned scarlet again.

In truth, fucking Emma’s virgin ass was something that Lacey had already planned on doing, but now that she knew that Emma wanted it, she couldn’t help but have a little fun with her.

“So let me get this straight…….You want me to put this giant fucking cock in your tiny little ass?” She asked in mock disgust. “Emma, that is so dirty…….I don’t know if I could do that.”

“Please.” She begged. “I’ll do anything I swear. I just have to know what it feels like.”

“And you’ll do anything, huh?” Lacey answered, cocking one of her eyebrows. “Like what kind of anything.”

“I’ll……..um…….I’ll lick your ass again.” She offered, trying to think of something to convince Lacey to do it.

“Honey, we’ve still got hours left before the day is up, you’re going to do that anyway.” She answered. “Now come on, you’re going to have to come up with something else.”

Emma thought hard, when suddenly an idea popped into her head.

“What if I agreed to be your slave again for another whole day?” She offered.

“Oh, how wickedly sweet.” Lacey thought. Here was something that she wanted to do anyway, but now that Emma thought it was her idea, she was going to get something out of it.

“Make it a week and it’s a deal.” Lacey answered.

“A whole week?” Emma moaned.

It wasn’t that she wasn’t enjoying herself, but could she really submit to Lacey’s every whim for a whole week?

“I don’t know….” Emma repeated. “A whole week?”

“That’s the deal sweetie, take it or leave it.” Lacey answered. “C’mon, you know you want it. I’ll use the paddle again.”

“Fine.” Emma finally said. “Please just fuck me again.”

“Okay, but just remember, you’re the one who wanted this.” Lacey warned.

But Emma seemed to pay her no heed. She was already up on all fours again, shaking her ass back and forth.

“Come and get it!” She teased, looking over her shoulder and winking at Lacey.

Lacey crawled over to Emma’s backside and slowly bent down. She knew that she needed to loosen her asshole up a bit before she tried to put the massive cock inside and so she grabbed Emma’s cheeks and spread them apart before giving her brown eye a nice long lick.

“Ohhhhhhhh!!” Emma moaned. “That’s it, lick my fucking asshole!”

Lacey spit right on Emma’s puckered hole and slowly licked it in wide circles.

“Dirty fucking girl!” She teased. “You want this big prick inside that ass don’t you?”

“Yessss!!” Emma hissed. “I want to feel that whole fucking thing in my ass!!”

“Do you think it’ll feel anything like this?” Lacey asked as she eased one of her fingers into Emma’s hole.

For the first time in her life, Emma was being fucked in the ass, and she loved it. It was quite a strange sensation at first, but soon Lacey was rhythmically sliding first one and then two fingers in and out.

“Ohhhhhh, Fuck yeah!!!” She cried. “Stick those fucking fingers in my ass!!”

“That’s not all that’s going up that pretty little ass of yours!!” Lacey teased. “Are you ready to really be fucked?”

“Yes!!” Emma answered. “I’m ready!! Fuck my dirty asshole with that giant cock!!!”

Lacey spit on Emma’s asshole again and poured more of the oil on it before easing the dildo up behind Emma’s body. It didn’t look like there was any way she would be able to fit it inside of her, but she was definitely going to try. Slowly she teased the teen by sliding the head of the cock in circles around her hole until she couldn’t stand it any longer.

“Please Lacey!” She begged. “You promised me!”

“Okay, here goes.” She chirped, as she gently slid the head of the dildo into her asshole.

Emma gasped loudly and bit down hard on one of the pillows as the rubber cock stretched her asshole wider than she thought possible.

“OHHHHHHHH………FFFFFFFUUUUUUUUCCCKKKKKK!!!!” She moaned as a few more inches were eased inside.

Tears welled up in her eyes as Lacey slowly worked the cock in and out. Only about half of it was inside of her, but it felt as though it was filling her whole body. After the initial pain though, Emma’s body started to relax and she found herself enjoying the feeling.


“Yeah, you like that cock in your ass don’t you dirty girl!!!” Lacey teased as she began to pump harder. “You fucking dyke slut, you love it!!!”

“YESSSSS!!! I LOVE IT!!!” Emma cried out. “KEEP FUCKING MY ASS!!!”

As Lacey continued thrusting away, Emma reached down and started rubbing her clit hard. Between the headboard thumping against the wall, the mattress squeaking and Emma screaming, they were making quite a bit of noise. But none of that mattered now, all that mattered now was the moment, and Emma was rubbing herself up to yet another orgasm.

“FUCK ME HARDER!!!” She screamed. “FUCK MY ASS HARDER!!!”

“COME FOR ME PRINCESS!!!” Lacey answered as she firmly but not painfully pulled on Emma’s hair. “FUCKING COME FOR ME WHILE I’M RAMMING THIS COCK UP YOUR ASSHOLE!!

“OHHHH SHIT!! OHHHH MY GOD!!! OH MY GOD!!! OH FUUUUUCCCKKKKKKK!!!!” She cried out as her climax approached once again.


“HOLY SHIT!!! I’M FUCKING COMMMINNGGGG!!!” She wailed as her third orgasm finally hit and she coated her own hand in juice.

“Don’t you dare lick that pussy juice off of your hand!” Lacey insisted. “I get to do that.”

Emma offered no objections and so Lacey gently eased the cock from her asshole and hungrily sucked all of the come off of her fingers.

They both collapsed in a heap and laid there silently for a while before either of them said anything. Lacey just looked over at her new lover and smiled. She was covered in body oil and sweat and pussy juice and her once impeccable hair was now a tangled bushy mess.

“That was………” Emma began, but she couldn’t quite find the right adjective to describe the best fucking she had ever received.

“I know what you mean princess.” Lacey replied with a smile. “And just think, you’re mine for a whole week.”

Emma caught a small glimpse of Lacey’s eyes and saw in them a crazed look of demented zeal.

“I…..um……” She began. *Gulp*


“Evil urges baby; they’re just part of the human way

It ain’t evil baby, if ya ain’t hurting anybody

Evil urges baby; they’re now part of the human way

It ain’t evil baby, if ya ain’t hurting anybody, anybody”

-My Morning Jacket – Evil Urges


Earlier that afternoon, a few hours before Emma and Lacey’s little hotel room tryst, Michelle found Hayden talking on her cell phone in the parking lot by the bus.

“Sounds great Jessica.” She said. “Just make sure that you and your sister are there at seven pm sharp. And remember, when you invite Hilary and Haylie, don’t tell them you talked to me. We want it to be a surprise party.”

“This can’t be good.” Michelle thought.

The tension between Hayden and the Duff sisters had been at an all time high so it didn’t take a genius to figure out that if Hayden was planning a surprise party for them it wasn’t going to be of the cake and ice cream variety.

“Okay sweetie, I’ll see you there.” Hayden said with a smile. “Bye now.”

As she snapped her phone closed and glanced up at Michelle, Hayden’s expression seemed to say it all. Her face was riddled with guilt, much like a shoplifter who had just been caught.

“So what was that all about?” Michelle asked.

“It was nothing.” Hayden answered dismissively. “Just something I have to do.”

“Hayden, come on.” Michelle pressed. “I’m not an idiot you know. What’s going on?”

“Got three hours?” Hayden replied.

“Do I look like I’m going anywhere?” She answered, and from the look on her face Hayden knew that she was being sincere. She decided that maybe it wouldn’t be such a bad idea to talk to someone.

“Do you remember when we were in San Diego?” She began.

And so, half an hour later, Hayden had spilled her guts. She told Michelle about everything, from what she had seen in Hilary’s dressing room to Hilary’s tryst with her mother to the revenge plot that she had just set into motion. Michelle had been very comforting and non judgmental, but she felt that if she just let Hayden do what she was planning on doing without some words of caution that she wouldn’t be behaving like a good friend should.

“So you’ve got her friends meeting her at the hotel for a supposed surprise party?” Michelle asked.

“Yeah, I told them that we wanted to throw a surprise party to celebrate all of the hard work that Hilary and Haylie had been doing for the band.” Hayden answered with a laugh, but Michelle just frowned.

“And that’s where you’re gonna……” She began.

“Get my revenge!” Hayden finished for her. “Damn right, I owe those bitches big time!”

“Hayden, honey.” Michelle said in a soothing voice. “I’m not a big fan of Hilary’s either, but what you’re talking about is just…….wrong. I don’t think you’ve really thought this through. I mean, you’d really be taking it to another level if you go through with this.”

“Oh, so sleeping with my mother just to humiliate me is okay then right?” She replied.

“I’m not saying that.” Michelle said. “I’m just saying……..maybe you should reconsider.”

The words hung in the air for a few minutes and Hayden looked to be deep in thought. She knew that Michelle was right, but she couldn’t just let Hilary and Haylie get away with what they had done could she? There just had to be some kind of a solution that she wasn’t seeing.

“You’re right.” The pretty blonde finally said. “I’m not going to just let her walk all over me, but I won’t take it as far as I was going to.”

“Good.” Michelle beamed as she hugged her friend. “I just didn’t want you to do something you’d regret.”

“What is that supposed to mean?” Hayden asked quickly.

“Nothing,” Michelle replied. “I’m just saying that the things we do today can sometimes come back to haunt us.”

“Look, if this is about Vegas again, I thought we all agreed not to speak about it anymore.” Hayden snapped. “I already apologized to the entire hotel staff and that’s that.”

“I wasn’t talking about Vegas……” Michelle began, but Hayden wasn’t listening.

“I don’t ever want to hear about Las Vegas again!” Hayden huffed before she stormed off in the direction of the bus leaving Michelle standing there by herself.

“Easy for you to say.” She muttered to herself as she watched the little blonde leave. “You’re not the one who got married.”


A few hours later, Hayden and Emma pulled up to the front of the Hotel Minet ‘Amourex. It had been nice to have Emma’s company for the ride over. She really was a sweetheart, and even though she had chatted Hayden’s ear off it had helped to keep her guilty mind from wandering.

“You can just drop me off here.” Emma said, pointing to the side door.

“You know where the lobby is right?” Hayden asked.

“I’m sure it won’t be too difficult to find.” She replied. “Besides, I’m hoping this side entrance will be a little less crowded.”

“Okay sweetie, have fun.” Hayden answered as Emma stepped out of the car. “And remember, you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do.”

“Thanks.” Emma replied. “But I’m sure I’ll be fine. I doubt she’s going to want to do anything to crazy. Ta ta now.”

Hayden just smiled as she watched her friend disappear into the hotel. She and Emma were almost exactly the same age, but all of the shit that she had had to put up with over the past few weeks had made Hayden feel many years older. She envied her friend and wished that somehow she could just trade places with her for a while.

A honking car horn soon snapped her out of her trance and Hayden pulled the car around to the hotel parking lot. She glanced up at the third floor window of the suite she had rented and sighed. For about the hundredth time that day, her conscience gnawed at her. Should she just call the whole thing off? She picked up her phone and stared at it for several minutes, debating whether or not to call Jessica back. But somewhere in her mind she heard Hilary’s voice ring out “Tell your mom I said hi.”

“Payback time.” She muttered as she grabbed a disc from the glove compartment and entered the hotel.


The hour she waited inside Suite 368 felt like an eternity, but at long last a knock at the door came and it was time to begin.

“Hi, you must be Hayden.” Jessica smiled as Hayden opened the door.

“It’s so good to finally meet you.” Hayden grinned as she gave her and her sister each a friendly hug. “Come on in.”

Jessica and Ashlee looked friendly enough, but any friends of the Duff sisters couldn’t be good people could they?

“So are we the first one’s here?” Ashlee asked as she looked around. She couldn’t help but notice the lack of decorations. For a party, the atmosphere really wasn’t all that festive.

“Yeah, I’m sure everyone else is on their way as we speak.” Hayden lied. “What time did you tell Hilary to get here?”

“I told them a little after seven, so they should be here any minute.” Jessica answered. “But don’t worry, I didn’t ruin the surprise. They just think we’re having a hotel party.”

“Oh good.” Hayden replied and once again her conscience gnawed at her.

It would have been so much easier if they had been complete bitches, but Jessica and Ashlee did seem to be genuinely nice girls. Did she really want to involve them? But before she could even contemplate answering herself, another knock on the door rang out.

“It’s got to be them!” Jessica squealed. “Quick Hayden, hide!”

“Oh, this is going to be so sweet.” Hayden thought as she ducked behind the bar. For the time being, all of her guilt was pushed to the backburner and all she could think about was finally getting some payback.

Ashlee opened the door and Hilary and Haylie sashayed in.

“Hey girls!” Hilary beamed as she wrapped her arms around Jessica and Ashlee’s necks and pulled them into a tight embrace.

“I thought this was supposed to be a party, where is everybody?” She asked as Haylie took her turn hugging the two blonde sisters.

“Well actually……..” Ashlee began.

“Surprise!!!” Hayden cried as she popped up from behind the bar.

At first, Hilary couldn’t even formulate a thought as seeing her rival pop up from behind a bar at her best friend’s party was quite shocking. But the shock quickly turned to anger and a need for explanation.

“What the fuck is she doing here?” Hilary demanded as she glared at Hayden.

“Now Hilary, is that any way to greet one of your friends?” Hayden asked in a sugary sweet voice. “After all, since you and my mom hooked up we’re practically family.”

Ashlee and Jessica exchanged quizzical looks at the sudden tension in the room. The vibe had definitely changed, and it was clear that this was indeed a surprise party, just not the kind of surprise party they had envisioned.

“You’ve got ten seconds to get your skanky ass out of here before I kick you out!” Hilary replied, clearly not amused. “Or maybe I should call mommy dearest and see what she thinks.”

“Well, you could do that,” Hayden answered with seeming indifference. “But if you kick me out you won’t get to see the present I brought you.”

“What are you talking about?” Hilary sneered. “Like I’d want any present from you.”

“I’m talking about this.” Hayden said with a smile as she popped a disc into the DVD player.

As the images popped up on the screen Hilary’s face went as white as a sheet. She watched in horror as her sister and her two best friends saw her getting gang banged by six guys after Jailbait’s first show on the television.

“You remember that don’t you Hil?” Hayden laughed. “America’s favorite virgin getting rammed by six cocks at the same time. My goodness, whatever would the fans think?”

“You bitch!!” Hilary sneered. “I should have known it was you in my dressing room that night, you perv!”

“That’s right.” Hayden affirmed. “And just so you know, I’ve got another copy of this disc back at home, so don’t get any brilliant ideas.”

“So, what now?” She asked, the panic starting to creep into her voice for the first time. “I leave you alone or you expose the disc to the world?”

“Oh no honey, it’s much too late for that.” Hayden answered. “You like to mess with people’s families right? Well now I’m going to mess with your family.”

“Wh-What do you mean?” Hilary asked, but deep down she knew where all of this was headed.

“I mean, pucker up you two.” She answered, pointing at Hilary and Haylie.

“Wh-What?” Hilary stammered.

“You heard me.” Hayden repeated. “I want the two of you to kiss for me.”

“You cannot be serious!” Jessica blurted out. “That’s so disgusting!”

“Actually, John McEnroe, I’m completely serious.” She quipped. “But don’t worry sweetie, you’re gonna get your turn.”

Jessica’s face turned bright red as she stole a quick glance at Ashlee before crossing her arms and pouting.

“Now, get smooching or your little dressing room tryst is going to be the front page news in tomorrow’s paper.”

Hilary stood frozen in horror as she contemplated kissing her sister. Was this bitch serious? I mean, it was her sister after all.

“Let’s just get this over with.” Haylie whispered to Hilary. “It’s just one little kiss and it’s for your career.”

“Fine.” Hilary answered before closing her eyes and giving Haylie a quick peck on the lips.

“Hmmm, Hmmmm.” Hayden coughed at the obviously lame attempt. “Now I know you two can do better than that. Don’t tell me you’ve never thought about it somewhere deep down in those dirty little minds.”

“You are so gross!” Jessica piped in again. “I’m not going to be any part of this!”

She started to move towards the door but Hayden stepped in front of her.

“This is a package deal sweetheart.” She said. “So if any one of the four of you doesn’t do exactly what I tell you to do then I swear to you that Hilary is finished!”

Jessica looked pleadingly at Hilary and then at Ashlee, but her sister merely shrugged. She didn’t want to let Hilary down, but what if Hayden wanted them to do more than just kiss? She finally resolved herself to see where all of this was going and grudgingly sat down on one of the beds.

“Good, now where were we?” Hayden laughed. “Oh right, you two were about to kiss like you mean it.”

Hilary shot Hayden an evil look before turning back to her sister. The two girls leaned in slowly and gently pressed their soft lips together. At first Hilary seemed to resist, but after a moment, she closed her eyes and seemed to let go of her inhibitions.

“That’s it girls.” Hayden encouraged them as they opened their mouths slightly wider. “Now give her a little tongue.”

Hilary eased her tongue inside of her sister’s welcoming mouth as Haylie, got caught up in the moment and wrapped her hand around Hilary’s waist. She pressed her hand hard against the small of Hilary’s back, forcing her body even closer and causing Hilary to let out a soft but audible moan.

The sound of their lips smacking and the lusty breathing convinced Hayden that the two girls weren’t faking. They were wrapped up in the moment and probably would have kept going if she hadn’t stopped them.

“That’s good enough for now.” Hayden finally said.

“You’re disgusting!” Hilary retorted as she wiped her mouth with her hand.

But even though she acted like she was grossed out, she couldn’t help but shoot Haylie a guilty glance for having enjoyed the kiss. Haylie merely stared at the tops of her shoes, unable to process her feelings. She too couldn’t help but feel a tiny twinge of disappointment when Hayden had stopped them.

“Now it’s your turn.” Hayden ordered as she looked at the two Simpson sisters who were sitting on the bed.

She felt guilty because she knew that they really didn’t have anything to do with the situation, but they both were looking incredibly sexy and Hayden was really getting turned on.

“Uh uh, no way!” Jessica protested. “This is just wrong!”

“C’mon Jess.” Ashlee pleaded. “It’s just a kiss and it’s to help out Hilary.”

Jessica looked at Ashlee in astonishment. There was lust in her eyes and she sounded like she actually wanted to do it.

“You should listen to your sister.” Hayden insisted. “Besides, you never know, you might like it. Those two certainly seemed to.”

“What? I didn’t……..” Hilary began to protest but thought better of it when Hayden shot her a nasty glare.

Jessica’s mind was whirling. She could hear two people in the next room having loud sex and after watching Hilary and Haylie making out, she was quite horny. But still, Ashlee was her sister for fuck’s sake.

Ashlee slid right up next to her sister and leaned in to whisper in her ear.

“It’s just one little kiss Jess. What harm could it do?” She pleaded as she patted her thigh reassuringly.

God was Ashlee getting into this or was it her imagination?

“Well…..I guess…..one little kiss would be okay.” Jessica finally gave in as the sounds of the couple next door moaning filled her ears.

She leaned in close to her sister and pressed her hot lips to Ashlee’s. Electricity shot through her nerve endings as their lips touched and their saliva mixed together. Slowly at first, their kissing started to build in passion and Ashlee’s hands soon found their way to her sister’s perfect breasts.

As Hayden stood there watching, she once again found herself consumed by guilt. These girls were going to do anything she told them to do and they really didn’t deserve it. Haylie probably did and Hilary definitely did, but Jessica and Ashlee really didn’t.

She knew that what she was making them do was totally wrong (incredibly sexy, but definitely wrong). Listening to the couple next door as the headboard pounded against the wall and their moans filled her ears made it all hit home and at last Hayden realized that she couldn’t go through with this.

“Where are you going?” Hilary asked as Hayden made her way towards the door. She made no reply, but kept walking.

“Damn this conscience.” Hayden thought.

It seemed as though Hilary was going to get the better of her again and that just infuriated her.

Having no one else to take her frustrations out on she walked over to the wall and pounded on it with her fists.

“KEEP IT DOWN YOU PERVS!!!” She yelled at the couple next door before storming out of the room.

“Psycho!” Hilary laughed as she looked at her sister and did a little twirling motion with her finger. But Haylie’s gaze was fixated upon the bed where Ashlee had already managed to unbutton Jessica’s shirt.

“Uh, you two can stop now.” Hilary said. “She’s gone.”

“Are you sure?” Jessica asked, reluctantly breaking her lip lock with Ashlee. “What if she comes back?”

“Well I saw her rental car in the parking lot when we pulled up.” Hilary replied. “I just figured it was a coincidence that she was here too. Why don’t you peek out the window and see if it’s still there.”

“What kind of car is it?” Jessica asked as she hopped up and glanced out the window.

“It’s a white Lexus.” She answered.

Jessica looked down and clearly saw Hayden hastily get into the car and pull away.

“Is she still here?” Hilary asked.

“She’s……….” Jessica began, looking from Hilary to Haylie and finally to her sister.

Years later, Jessica still couldn’t quite explain what made her say what she did next, but she looked right at Ashlee who was still breathing heavily from their kissing and swallowed hard.

“She’s still here.” Jessica stated.

“Fuck!” Hilary whined. “That means she’ll probably be back here any minute now.”

“Sooo…….I guess we should keep doing what we were doing?” Jessica asked hesitantly.

She hoped that she didn’t sound as eager to the others as she did to herself.

“Are you crazy?” Hilary asked. “I say we get the hell out of here before that psycho comes back.”

“No, Jess is right.” Ashlee said. “She’ll be really pissed off if she comes back and we’re not…….you know……doing it.”

“So what are you suggesting? That we fuck?” Hilary asked incredulously. “I think you two might be as sick as she is.”

“I think they’re right sis.” Haylie finally said quietly.

Hilary spun around and looked at her sister in disbelief.

“You too Haylie?” She asked. “Am I the only sane person here?”

“It’s not like any of us want to do it.” Jessica insisted as the other two nodded their heads in agreement. “We just don’t want your career to be ruined over this.”

Justify it though they may, the truth was that none of the four of them could ever remember being so wickedly horny in all of their lives. Hilary desperately sought a way out of the sticky situation and looked almost pleadingly at the other three girls but they were all steadfast.

“Whatever.” She finally conceded. “You two can do whatever you want, but you can count me out.”

“We just……we want to help you.” Ashlee said in almost a whisper as she slid in close to Jessica again.

Hilary merely rolled her eyes as Ashlee began nuzzling her older sister’s neck and squeezing her breasts.

“I’ve always loved your boobs Jess.” She cooed, unbuttoning the last few buttons on Jessica’s top.

“Why don’t you have a better look then?” She teased as she tossed the shirt aside and quickly slid her bra off.

Ashlee dove in quickly and buried her face in between Jessica’s massive tits.

“Mmmmm, yeah Ashlee.” She moaned as Ashlee tweaked her hardened nipples. “That feels so fucking good.”

Hilary watched in surprise as Ashlee hungrily slurped away at her sister’s luscious tits. She hated to admit to herself how much it was turning her on, but from the look on Haylie’s face, she was enjoying the show as well.

By now, Ashlee had worked her way down to Jessica’s shorts and was slowly unzipping them.

“Please don’t tease me Ashlee.” Jessica begged. “I want you to bury your fucking tongue in my cunt!”

“Wow!” Ashlee remarked. She was a bit taken aback by the words coming out of the mouth of her normally prudish sister.

“Are you sure you want this?” Ashlee teased as she knelt on the floor by the bed and hooked her hands around the waistband of Jessica’s denim shorts.

“Yes, I want it!” She insisted. “Please, please don’t make me wait any longer.”

“Okay, but just remember you asked for it.” Ashlee laughed as she yanked down her sister’s shorts and panties in one quick motion.

On the other side of the room, Haylie crept up behind her sister who was frozen in place staring at the other girls. She quietly wrapped her hands around Hilary’s waist and started softly kissing the back of her neck.

“Are you sure……Should we?” Hilary weakly protested, but she made no other attempts to stop her sister’s roaming hands from caressing her breasts from behind.

“Come on Hil, I know deep down you’ve always wanted to.” Haylie whispered into her ear.

Hilary just shuddered at her sister’s touch as she admitted to herself that Haylie was right. She had always wondered what it would be like to feel her touch, to kiss her lips, to feel her warmth.

As she spun around to face her sister, Hilary’s lips quickly found Haylie’s and once again they began lustily kissing.

On the bed, just as Ashlee was about to start licking Jessica’s pussy, the older blonde glanced up to see her friends making out and knew that she had to tell the truth. She just hoped it wouldn’t be a mood killer.

“She’s gone!” Jessica blurted out. “Hayden’s gone. So you two don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.”

Hilary abruptly stopped kissing her sister and threw Jessica an icy glare. The two Simpson sisters stared back nervously at Hilary and even Haylie threw her a wary glance. They held their breaths and waited for the inevitable explosion.

But finally after several tense moments had passed Hilary simply said “Fuck it!” and started passionately kissing Haylie once again. They made out like long separated lovers, hands groping one another’s bodies as they tumbled onto one of the beds.

Haylie landed on top of her sister and straddled her waist, pinning her to the bed.

“I want to see those fucking tits of yours now Haylie!” Hilary demanded as her sister peeled off her tank top and cast her bra aside.

She leaned down over top of Hilary’s face as the younger girl squeezed them hard with both hands and started greedily suckling on her nipples.

“See, I knew you’d have fun, you bad little girl you.” Haylie teased overtop of the sounds of Hilary’s slurping. “You wanted this as bad as I did, admit it.”

“You’re so right Haylie, I did want this and I’m having so much fun fucking you!” Hilary managed to moan as she eased one of her hands down the front of Haylie’s shorts. “And now you’re going to see just what a bad girl I really am.”

“Ohhhh, Fuck Hil!” Haylie moaned as her little sister rubbed her clit. “Please stick those fucking fingers inside me!”

“Yeah, you want that don’t you?” Hilary laughed even though the sound of her voice was muffled by Haylie’s tits. “You want to feel my fingers inside of that tight little pussy!”

She slid the fingers of one of her hands easily into Haylie’s wet pussy and worked her other hand down the back of Haylie’s shorts.

“Hmmmmm, what should I do with my other hand?” Hilary teased over the sound of Haylie’s moans. “Any ideas Haylie?”

“You know what I want little sis.” She answered. “Please don’t fucking tease me.”

“Yeah, I know what you want.” Hilary smiled. “Sisters always know.”

Haylie smiled and slid up closer to Hilary’s face as the younger girl plunged her middle finger into her asshole.

“OHHHHH, FUCK THAT ASS!!!” Haylie wailed as her sister fingered both her ass and pussy at the same time. “OHHHH MY GOD HILARY, THAT FEELS SO FUCKING GOOOOODDDD!!!”

Hilary smiled as she rhythmically worked her fingers in and out, speeding up as Haylie’s cries of pleasure grew louder.

“You are so fucking sexy with my fingers inside of you!” Hilary moaned. “I’ve wanted this for so long, and now my dream is coming true.”

“Are you gonna come for me Haylie?” She asked. “Are you gonna come all over your nasty little sister’s fingers?”


Hilary could feel Haylie’s pussy start to clench up slightly as her orgasm approached. By now the sweat from her body was dripping down onto Hilary’s face as Haylie writhed in pleasure above her.


“Just let go baby.” Hilary coaxed as her sister coated her hand with love juice. “Yeah, good girl. That’s my sexy big sister.”

She pulled her hands out of Haylie’s shorts and the two girls greedily sucked off the juice as they kissed passionately once more. They had been so wrapped up with one another that it startled Hilary slightly to hear the sounds of kissing coming from the other bed. They glanced over to find both Simpson sisters completely naked and lustily making out.

Ashlee was pinching one of Jessica’s rock hard nipples as she plunged her tongue deep into her older sister’s mouth.

“So, you’re not pissed that I lied about Hayden leaving are you?” Jessica asked when she finally came up for air.

“What……..no baby!” Ashlee assured her. “You turn me on so much. I was glad when you lied. I just want to make you feel so good.”

“I was sure you were going to be pissed.” Jessica remarked as Ashlee was all over her. She covered her older sister’s neck and tits with kisses to assure her that everything was fine.

“And now let me show you just how happy I am that you lied.” Ashlee giggled as she gave her sister one last wet kiss and positioned herself into a sideways 69.

“I’ve fantasized about this so many times Jess.” Ashlee admitted as she slowly worked her tongue inside of her sister’s tight slit.

“You have?” Jessica replied, somewhat surprised. She knew that her sister had always looked up to her and always complimented her body, but she had fantasized about this?

“Yes, you’re so fucking sexy.” Ashlee moaned. She could feel Jessica’s fingers easing inside of her warm folds and her tongue lightly circling her sensitive clit.

“I know it’s wrong, but I just can’t help myself.” She continued. “You’ve just got such a hot fucking body.”

Ashlee kissed the insides of Jessica’s thighs as if to drive her point home before spreading her pussy lips apart and burying her tongue inside.


Ashlee slid two of her fingers inside of Jessica’s snatch and started sucking hard on her clitoris causing Jessica to nearly leap off of the bed in pleasure. She was so horny that any little touch made her feel like she was going to climax immediately.

“Yeah, you like that don’t you, you little slut!” Ashlee teased as she playfully smacked Jessica’s firm ass. “You like having your little sister eating that fucking pussy of yours, admit it!”

“You eat pussy so well!!” Jessica admitted. “You really must have been dreaming about this.”

“Every day.” Ashlee laughed as her sister writhed on the bed due to Ashlee’s expert tongue work.

They rolled over and Ashlee soon found herself lying on top of Jessica.

“I’m gonna make you come like you’ve never come before.” Ashlee promised as she rubbed Jessica’s clit even harder with her hand and tongue. “I’ll make you feel so good that you’ll be begging me to fuck you every day.”


Jessica’s breath was getting more and more jagged as her little sister expertly worked her over.


Jessica barely had time to take another breath before her orgasm hit and wave after wave of pleasure washed over her body.

“OH MY GOD ASHLEE!!!!” She screamed, bucking her hips up. “OH GOD I’M FUCKING COMINGGGGGG!!!!”

Ashlee just smiled and lapped up her sister’s juices as Jessica repeated “Oh my God, Oh my God!!”

She had never come so hard in her life and she was a little bit embarrassed that it had come at the hands (and tongue) of her sister. But Ashlee wasn’t going to give her very long to think about it as she sat up and straddled Jessica’s face.

“Your turn sis.” She smiled. “I want you to make me feel as good as I made you feel.”

Jessica wasn’t quite sure if that were possible, but she started licking Ashlee’s slit again anyway.

“OHHH FUCK SIS!!!” Ashlee cried as she squeezed Jessica’s massive tits in her hands. “EAT THAT FUCKING PUSSY!!!!”

Ashlee’s breath quickly became heavier as Jessica furiously lapped away at her snatch. She reached up and started rubbing Ashlee’s clit with her fingers while her younger sister kept pinching her rock hard nipples between her fingers.

“OHHHH PLEASSSSSEEEEE JESSICAAAAAA!!!” She wailed as she felt the tickling in her stomach. “PLEASE FUCK ME TILL I COME ALL OVER YOUR FACE!!!”

“Ohh Ashlee!” Jessica answered in between licks. “I want to make you feel as good as you made me feel. I want you to remember this night forever!”

“OHHHH MY GOSHHHHHH, JESSICCCCCAAA I’M COMMMMMINNNGGG!!!” She screamed as the floodgates opened up and her orgasm hit.

Ashlee collapsed in a heap right on top of Jessica as the two blondes laid there breathing heavily for several minutes.

“That was…….” Jessica started to say.

“Just a warm up act.” Hilary finished for her.

Jessica quickly looked up to find the Duff sisters completely naked and standing over the bed.

“But I think we can have a little bit more fun don’t you?” Hilary said as she got on her hands and knees and crawled onto the bed.

Jessica looked at her sister and giggled when she saw the lust in her eyes. Ashlee seemed to be insatiable as already she was positioning herself by Hilary’s pussy.

“Hey save room for me.” Jessica joked as she joined her sister.

The two girls hungrily attacked Hilary’s body with Ashlee underneath licking her snatch and Jessica hovering just above working her tongue over her puckered asshole.

“OHHHHH FUCK YEAH!!!” She cried. “Fuck all those holes with your tongues you dirty dykes!”

Ashlee and Jessica were more than happy to obey, pausing only long enough to kiss one another when their tongues would meet.

“I love watching you get fucked Hil.” Haylie moaned as she slid a finger into her own pussy. “You’re so sexy!!

Jessica then grabbed Hilary’s ass cheeks and spread them apart to give Haylie a better look before spitting right on her butthole to get it nice and wet.

“Yeah, stick your finger in her ass, she loves that!” Haylie instructed as she fingered herself, but quickly changed her mind. “Or better yet, let me do it.”

She nudged Jessica out of the way and worked first one and then two of her fingers into Hilary’s asshole, stretching it out even wider.


Ashlee and Jessica had already moved out of the way and were busy making out again while Hilary reached down and started rubbing her own pussy.

Faster and faster, Haylie finger fucked her sister’s asshole as she got closer to coming once more.

“Yeah Hilary, come for me baby! Come for me while I’m fucking your sweet little ass!”

“OHHHHHH FUCK, OHHHHH FUCK, OHHHHH FUCCCKKKKKKKKK!!!!” She wailed as she came once more with a violent shudder and collapsed onto the bed.

All four of the girls lay there breathing heavily for a while before Hilary spoke up.

“Soooooo, since Hayden already paid for the room for the night, we might as well get our money’s worth.” She said with a grin. “Anyone up for an all nighter?”

From the looks on the other girls’ faces, they were all in agreement.


Songs that inspired Chapter 3:

This Charming Man – The Smiths

The Gambler – Kenny Rogers

Evil Urges – My Morning Jacket

Darts of Pleasure – Franz Ferdinand

My Lovin (You’re Never Gonna Get It) – En Vogue

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