by R. S. Smith
Renée sorely wanted to get the other two sisters involved in the lifestyle. The more they resisted, the more she wanted it. She spent the entire next day working out subtle steps she could take to lead things in that direction the next evening. During the day she commented on how important team unity was and what a great thing it was for the three sisters to have the week of bonding in such unique ways. She planned to keep refilling their wine glasses just as she had with Joanna the night of that seduction. The old cabin had only three chairs and she lined them up by the fireplace. She stacked some logs, so there would be no distractions with wood. She had everyone help coax the two older sisters into some early wine drinking for female-bonding. Then the hour arrived.
Everyone was seated on the floor in front of the fire when Kacey entered the room. The three chairs sat empty in front of them. They were on their third round of wine.
“Hi everybody. How do you all want to do this?” she asked.
“We all get undressed,” said Renée. “You choose the first three to sit in the chairs. The next three will be on deck to fill the chairs in the order you choose as you work your way down the line. You'll use mouthwash or wine between each tasting to cleanse your palate. No reciprocation allowed the night of a tasting testing; it's intended to be a one-way-street of submission. Other than that, this is your show Kacey, your rules, hon.”
“Okay then, everyone take off your clothes. Pepper is the boss, the one who will be paying me a million dollars a year, she gets to go first. In order not to show favoritism, I've decided the order will be the same as the one in which you joined the group. Renée will be second, then Laura, Jessie, Ashley, and if Julie wants seconds, she'll be last.”
“I want seconds!” she declared.
The first three took their seats. Renée had anticipated the two older sisters would resist the initial undressing.
“Don't be shy you two. You got undressed in the library. We don't expect you to participate in the game, but at least be nude with the rest of us. Show a little team spirit. Besides, it's a rule. Kacey can't start her game until everyone is naked.”
She had told the others ahead of time to peer-pressure them into doing so. It worked. Karlee led the way, Kristie followed her big sister's lead as always. Soon everyone sat nude, enjoying their wine and snacks, watching Kacey bring Pepper to a state of arousal. She moved on to Renée, then Laura got her turn.
In Pepper's aroused state, she couldn't help but recall the special kiss she and Kristie had shared a few nights earlier down by the lake. She looked down at her naked friend and asked, “Are you sure you don't want a quick taste, Kristie? You're among friends.”
“No thanks.”
There was a brief break as Jessie, Ashley and Julie took their seats in the comfy fireside chairs and awaited their turns. Kacey worked her way down the line, making mental notes of the differences in tastes. When she reached Julie, she asked permission to kiss her first. Julie could refuse her nothing. Then she got back on her knees and spent twice as much time on Julie as with the others.
“Karlee, Kristie, now would be a good time to get up front and participate in some tasting, too. Karlee, you owe Julie and you know it,” taunted Renée.
“Yeah, I know the team credo, a woman always reciprocates, and she did me so I should do her, too.”
“What's the big deal? Just think of it as a French kiss, only different. You face death and don't think twice about it. You face a pussy and you get all bent out of shape. What's with that?” asked Renée. She figured Julie was her best bet for getting Karlee to do something. She had also determined that if Karlee got started, she might do a second tasting. If she went that far, Kristie could be an easy sell after that. She wanted them both to do her. She'd become obsessed with it. She had shared her plan ahead of time with Julie and instructed her to beg for it at this point.
“Please Karlee, please share this experience with me. I tried my best to please you the other night. Is it so much to ask? Just twenty seconds, that's all I need to make me happy.”
As the others chided her into a response, Karlee began to cave. Kacey's performance was finished, Julie was the only one still left in a chair. Karlee crawled across the floor.
“Okay, just twenty seconds.”
Kristie watched in disbelief as the twenty turned into sixty, then several minutes. Renée signaled for Ashley to return to her chair up front.
“Karlee, I've just got to know if Ashley tastes better than me. Just one more and you're done. Okay?”
“Twenty seconds,” said Ashley.
“Okay, and that's all.” Karlee moved on to Ashley.
“Kristie, you don't want to be the only one here left out,” challenged Renée. “Bond with Kacey, follow her lead, show her your sisterly support. You've seen that Julie is the one she wants most to please. What's the big deal. Get up front with Karlee. Or do you think you're better than them? We won't tell your folks, I promise.”
“Like you said, it's not that big a deal, I guess, compared to fighting that terrorist cell at Alexei's. You guys are corrupting me.” Kristie moved next to Karlee and got on her knees in front of Julie. Renée rushed over.
“Get up out of that chair, Julie. You're too wet and messy to be her first!” Renée took the seat in front of Kristie and spread her legs.
“You're getting your wish, Renée. I guess I should never have said never. You've actually gotten me wanting to do this for you. How did you manage that?”
“That's nice to hear, Kris. Now show me that you mean it.”
Soon Jessie filled the third seat again, waiting for the other sisters. The girls thanked and encouraged them as they continued down the line.
Karlee's turn with Renée came next. “Why do I feel this is all your doing?” Karlee asked her. “Oh well, sit back and enjoy it, I guess.”
Renée was in seventh-heaven ecstasy. “Let's make a habit of this, you two.”
Eventually, the only two left were Pepper and Kristie.
“This was meant to be, Kristie. After that kiss by the lake, I've been fantasizing about this a lot. Your sisters have gotten me all worked up. I'm glad I got to save you for last.”
“I'll be looking forward to the reciprocation.”
“Show me what you've got, love. Don't hold back. Keep those pretty blue eyes looking up at me.” Once things got started, Pepper added “I'm not into that reciprocation stuff. That's their motto, not mine. Is that okay?”
“That's okay. You saved our little sister's life, you helped us get revenge on those bastards. You get a freebie.” She then resumed what she'd been doing.
A few minutes later, Pepper said “We should have simply arrested those guys. I'm glad I let them be killed for your revenge. It's nice to be appreciated like this.”
“My husband and I have oral sex a lot, but I've never experienced it with another woman before tonight. I like doing this for you, I wasn't sure I would. The others not so much. You get my vote for best tasting.”
“I'm discovering I have a weakness for blondes with blue eyes. Keep them fixed on me 'til we're done.”
“Mmmmm” came the wordless response, as she busily continued her activity.
“I like when you 'mmmmm'. It feels delightful.”
“Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.”
“I'm going to be wanting more freebies, Kristie!”
“More freebies are fine with me, Pepper, as long as you are keeping your promise of making me one of the most powerful women in the country and paying me and my sisters a million dollars a year. I like pleasing you. This is fun!”
“You're a sweetheart.”
“One thing though, they will have to be done in private. I don't want any future public displays of affection. I don't want the others to know about it, especially my husband! Is that okay?”
“That's fine.”
“I do have an addictive personality, Pepper. I could become addicted to doing this.”
“Oh no
w you're just being a tease!” she chuckled. “No more talking! And by the way, if you stop before I have an orgasm, I'll snap your neck.” She clenched a fistful of her blonde hair in each hand and pulled her closer.
Not sure if she was serious, Kristie was suddenly more motivated. A few minutes later, the others were noticing.
“Look at Kristie, you guys,” said one of them. “She's really getting into it.”
Renée got some close-up shots.
A half-hour later, “Keep going, Kris. We're not there yet,” Pepper said, as she stared down into the baby blue eyes, still clenching the hair. When they hit an hour, her back arched, and her pelvis lunged hard against Kristie as she held her head firm, forcing her special juices to spread across her face and almost smothering her for several minutes.
“Bring that camera over here, Julie. I want some close-ups of her face, both a video clip and some stills.”
“Smile and wiggle your tongue for the camera, Precious. Anyone who gets my body to do that gets called precious. Once we all get settled into a routine, plan on being available every Saturday night for me, Kristie.”
She smiled.
“A triple tasting testing!” marveled Renée. “Let's etch this date onto the cabin wall.”
As had been the case with the prior tasting, there was no clear winner at the end of the night. Kacey voted for Julie, Kristie said Pepper tasted nicest, Karlee patronized Renée with her vote. The sisters were assured they would be on the receiving end of the next tasting by the group of five, if so desired. The soonest that could happen would be in two months.
When they finished packing in the morning, Julie approached Kacey with an anklet bracelet.
“I bought this for you when we went into town. It's called a slave anklet. I know you said you were just my slave for the night, but I'm hoping you will wear it for me, something to remember me by after you leave. May I put it on your ankle?”
“Okay, I like it. Will you be going home, too?”
“Yes, Pepper has said I can go. I'll have some major issues to resolve with my folks. They witnessed me do some unforgivable things in Thailand. All of us hostages were naked together. It was very awkward for both my dad and me. I was forced to dance provocatively on stage in front of everybody. I had to do a sex act with a girl hostage I didn't even know, and my parents were right there watching. To make things worse, they saw me murder two people in order to save them. That's what Pepper has on me, two arrest warrants that she claims she's holding in abeyance, as long as I do whatever she says.”
“That was fun the other night. I liked being your slave, Jules.” She watched as Julie placed the jewelry on her ankle. “I want to be your slave again in the future, too.”
“When Pepper gets that promotion, maybe we will have to move to Washington, D.C. Maybe we could share an apartment. Think of all the fun we could have hacking all those government computer systems together! If you're my slave, Kacey, I can have you do all the cooking and cleaning,” she kidded.
“There are lots of good looking guys in the big city. Would you like to share a young man sometime, many times?”
“Absolutely! You're the sexier one. You could have any guy you want. As my slave, I'll have you bring back guys for us. I hope I'm not bringing up any bad memories, but you looked so totally hot wearing just that blue denim shirt.”
“No bad memories with the shirt. I was naked at the time of the bad memories. I don't even know where the shirt came from. It needs to be washed, but I'll wear it for you the next time we meet if you want.”
“It's going to be a long two months. I miss you already, Kacey. Are you serious about wanting to be my slave again or just teasing me?”
“I'm wearing your anklet, aren't I?”
“Would you be okay with a slave collar, too, or I am pushing my luck?”
“I'll wear a collar for you if we're roommates. Would that be a turn-on?”
“A major turn-on.”
“I enjoyed being the puppet-master, too. I'm hoping that you will reciprocate from time to time, but it's not a condition, Jules.”
“Frankly, I thought you'd either laugh at me or simply say no to all this. We'll both be flying out of the Denver Airport. When we get there, your first order is to show me a public display of affection. I want you to kiss me goodbye in front of everyone.”
“Okay.”
“Not just a peck, a French kiss.”
“Okay, is there anything else you want me to do, Jules?”
“Really?”
“Everything has been so bizarre lately, I've decided to just go with the flow and see where it takes me. You have a rough two months ahead of you. I have a good two months ahead of me, bonding with my entire family. I want to make it up to you. I want you to be thinking of me while you're away.”
“I can promise you that already, but okay. Either before or after we kiss, I want you to get down on your knees, look up into my eyes, and publicly kiss me between my legs.”
“Okay. You're going to be a neat roommate. I hope the apartment thing works out.”
“Since you're the one with the new-found bucks, you buy the slave collar. I want you wearing it, the anklet and that blue denim shirt next time we meet, Kacey.”
“You need money, kid?”
“My dad's business was going into bankruptcy when we went to Thailand. We went there to max-out his credit cards before he had to declare it. Our family is broke.”
Kacey opened up her duffle bag and pulled out a small package. “Here, honey. This is the thirty grand from the militia guys. Give it to your folks as a peace offering.”
“Oh my God. You suffered so much because of them. You need to keep it!”
“You've suffered a lot more, Jules. Don't forget we'll both be getting paid some big bucks pretty soon. Besides, I have selfish reasons. I just want you to like me. I'm trying to buy your affections.”
Stunned at the gesture, Julie caved to her knees with a tear in her eye. She looked up at Kacey and gave her that special submissive kiss that she had just requested for herself at the airport. Kacey gently stroked her fingers through her hair.
“I like this, Julie. I may have to rethink which one of us is going to be the dom. I wonder if we have time for...”
“It's time to go, you guys! The SUV shuttle to the airport is departing,” Pepper called out.
As promised, Renée had recorded the entire evening of the tasting party. When she had been busy, Julie had taken over. A memory card with the video clips and photographs was included in everyone's packet as they left. Each one also contained an envelope of two months worth of walking-around cash, that's when they would all hook-up again.
Chapter Eight
Fatal
Ascension
“I can't believe we're doing this, Julie. It's all so surreal!” Kacey whispered.
“What do you mean?”
“We're hacking CIA computers in the middle of the night. This is a dream come true for me,” she said, as she hit the button and the printer across the darkened room began to quietly churn out the secret software codes. She went over and slipped the sheets of paper into the trash can, then buried them below the other garbage and returned to the terminal next to Julie.
Suddenly, the lights all came on and security personnel rushed in, surrounding them.
“What's going on here?!” asked the burly guard. “Who are you? How did you get into a secure area?”
Julie had been chewing on a piece of gum, and blew a bubble. “We're here helping that lady down the hall move in. My girlfriend and I wanted a little privacy on our break and the door was open.” She leaned to her side and gave Kacey a kiss. Kacey responded with an intimate caress. Each sported a tattoo and appeared to be white trash.
“You two will have to come with us!” he shouted, brusquely grabbing each by the arm.
As the two girls were dragged away, a young man in a maintenance uniform entered and wheeled his trash cart over to the waste baskets, emptyin
g them into his large container.
A Few Days Earlier
Pepper Preston had spent a lifetime as a career agent of the CIA. She had never set aside time to have a family, but had instead devoted her energies to developing an extensive network of contacts, both in the field and socially within the Langley bureaucracy. Whenever there was a gathering or party with a power player, she found a way to be involved.
She had just manipulated a transfer back to the agency's headquarters in Langley, Virginia, a Washington D.C. suburb. Her prior year had been spent running operations in Laos and Thailand which had won her kudos from the Oval Office. Langley was her home turf and Pepper was a lady with a plan. The current CIA Director would be retiring soon and she was in a lead position to replace him. She was out to ensure that it happened. While in Asia, she had assembled a very special team of rogue Americans to help serve her purpose. Two commonalities helped bind the group of nine together; they were all killers and they were all bisexual females. Plus, Pepper had something incriminating on each of them that she used as leverage. They would be reuniting when everyone heard a certain item on the evening news. For now, Pepper had brought in the two that were computer aces.
Today, she was on a college campus recruiting an agency intern. Normally, she would not participate in such a low level endeavor, but she was a hands-on person when it came to certain things. A young man nearing graduation sat in front of her. She had been interviewing all morning and had narrowed it down to him.