Lesbian Billionaire

by Olivia Hampshire

  "Excuse me?" Maggie asked.

  "I said it sounds like someone set you girls up real nice."

  "Who the hell are you?" Sophia asked.

  "My name is Brown. Debbie Brown. International Bad Ass Bitch."

  Chapter 9, My Prison Bitch

  Sherry winced as her back hit the hard concrete wall in her cell. She tried to ignore the pain and show that she was tough, but she was truthfully about to piss her pants any moment.

  Standing in front of her was Patricia Jackson. Patricia was a sexy, voluptuous black woman from Harlem. She was lean, but muscular. She reminded Sherry of a black Jillian Michaels, but with bigger, fat breasts.

  "Leave me alone!" Sherry said trying to sound tough.

  Patricia pushed her again, harder this time and Sherry bounced off the wall and hit the floor. Patricia jerked her up by her arm and pushed her against the wall, pinning her in place. Sophia felt her arm moving in the joint almost as if it was out of socket.

  "I give the orders here, bitch. Now you had better listen up," Patricia growled as she moved close to Sherry.

  Patricia's breath smelled sweet and Sherry hated that she was getting a bit turned on by this bull bitch.

  "Now, you listen to me. You are going to be my bitch. You see I hate white girls usually, but you are just fine enough to be the exception. And don't think I don't know who you are. You are the bitch who got my sister thrown in jail. That's right. She was your client and because you wanted to tamper with evidence she ended up here."

  "That is not what," Sherry began but Patricia jerked her arm. The pain was intense.

  "I said shut up! You and I are going to get real fucking close bitch."

  Patricia ran her tongue up the side of Sherry's face.

  "Oh, that's good…" Patricia moaned.

  Chapter 10, This is the Life

  This is the life, Lyndsey thought as she sipped on her margarita in her new pool. She had grown tired of the old apartment she had been forced to live and had quickly moved on up to purchase a new house in a wealthy neighborhood with all of the new money she was making. It was the type of life that she had always wanted for herself. It truly felt like she was really doing what she was supposed to be doing and living the life that she was supposed to be living. It was all so perfect.

  She looked over at her friend Gail who was bathing topless on a floating hammock on the other side of the pool. Lyndsey never got tired of seeing Gail's breasts being turned a lovely golden brown by the sun. Gail had become so much more comfortable with her body in recent weeks and she and Lyndsey had actually become a couple.

  Lyndsey was surprised, but Gail told her that she had awakened a love for women that she never knew she had and she and Lyndsey had been routinely getting together and making love ever since, even when they were not doing it just to entertain that pig Daniel Fitzpatrick.

  If Lyndsey had known it was this easy and fun to get ahead then she would have done this years ago.

  She looked over at the BMW that she had just bought shining brightly in the driveway. And then she looked back at Gail. She was truly a blessed woman these days. She began to paddle over to where Gail was sunbathing, hoping that the sweet little thing would be up for a little company.

  Chapter 11, Brown, Debbie Brown

  In Maggie and Sophia´s Condo, Debbie Brown inhaled another line of cocaine and continued her questioning without missing a beat. Maggie and Sophia had filled her in on everything that had happened to them and Sherry at the bar. Debbie Brown was a private investigator by trade, and she charged a pretty penny for her services. Maggie and Sophia had money saved and they knew that Sherry did too so that was no problem. They had been skeptical at first about Debbie, but they had quickly come around to her when she expressed such interest in helping them uncover the truth. Besides they were pretty much desperate at this point and had no one else they could really turn to.

  "Ok, from what you are telling me it is very clear that these other bitches have been planning a set up on you for a while. But they didn't do it alone," Debbie Brown said as she paced around the room.

  "You think it was Daniel? I wouldn't think he was smart enough to be that diabolical," Maggie said.

  "Oh, the stupidest people in the world can be quite crafty when it comes to getting more money or sometimes it is not even money. Sometimes people do things for other weird shit."

  "Ok, so what do you think?" Sophia asked.

  "Well, we need to give my associate Harriet Rothchild a call. The name Daniel Fitzpatrick sounds very familiar to me. I swear that she has mentioned him at some time. I think she would be very interested in your situation and what brought you to this point."

  "So, she is like your boss?" Maggie joked.

  "Harriet Rothchild is one of the richest women in the world. I only do work for her. Harriet was taken advantage of by some wealthy business associates of hers in her younger days and she almost did time for a crime she did not commit. I helped her with her case to make sure those assholes got what was coming to them. Harriet is has a big heart. She loves to help people when they are being fucked over by assholes. Especially little short, whinny, rich drunk ones. Hopefully we can get Harriet on Skype now, she's a very busy woman."

  Debbie Brown pulls a large 17 inch Mac out of her bag, and connects to the internet.

  "Pick up Harriet, Pick up," Debbie pleads. And Harriet connects.

  Harriet is a sexy woman in her late forties who could pass for thirty-five easy. She reminded Maggie of Morgan Fairchild, a woman who aged like a bottle of fine wine where she just got sexier every year.

  Debbie filled Harriet in on everything quickly.

  "Wow, sounds like someone is going to go down hard for this one. These people have to learn the hard way what happens when you mess with people. If you mess with a good girl you have problems, but when you mess with a good girl who has bad ass friends then you are really going to get fucked," Harriet said.

  Maggie liked Harriet already. She told them that she would give them all the money they needed and help them in any way she could.

  After the video call was over Debbie filled the girls in on her plan.

  "Ok, here is what we are going to do. We need to catch these bitches saying the wrong thing at the wrong time."

  "How? We can't follow them around all day," Sophia said.

  "Oh, but we can."

  Debbie pulled up a website that sold all sorts of security gear including microscopic microphones and cameras. She explained that she would take care of obtaining these materials and putting them where they would do the most good to execute their plan.

  The plan was simple. They just had to hack all of Gail, Lyndsey's, and Daniel's communication devices. It was really that simple.

  Maggie felt a bit apprehensive about it all, but it seemed like it was the only plan they had that was going to work. She and Sophia had spent weeks racking their brains and trying every possible avenue through legal channels and it had all just gone to shit with dead end after dead end crashing in front of them. They were at wits end. Every minute that Sherry spent in prison was one more minute she might be injured or hurt in some way. They had to get her out of there.

  But it all felt so dirty and underhanded. She felt like they were proving innocence by committing crime and it all just felt dirty. But she did not voice her opinions on this. Sophia sounded like she was all for the plan and she had actually regained some of the spring in her step that she'd always had but had lost when all of this madness happened to them.

  Maggie kept thinking about Daniel Fitzpatrick. Why hadn't she even suspected him before? He was so above suspicion. That was why. The man was a snake who was going to get everything that was coming to him and he was going to get it all pile drived up his stupid little drunkin ass. That he could count on.

  Chapter 12, There it is

  Maggie, Sophia, and Debbie Brown went to visit Sherry in prison three days later. It had been a very productive three days. The night before Debbie
had played Maggie and Sophia some of the conversation recordings that she had uncovered. It had been eye opening to say the least.

  They discovered that Gail and Lyndsey were basically performing sex acts for the amusement of Daniel Fitzpatrick and this was part of an agreement that he had struck up with them. He had taken care of getting Maggie, Sophia, and Sherry fired and disbarred. He had done it all just so he could watch those two bitches fuck in front of him on a monthly basis. Also, Gail and Lyndsey received and awesome amount of money being partners in the firm.

  When she heard the proof Maggie, felt sick all over her body. She had to sit down to keep herself from passing out. She felt disgusted with the whole world and she just wanted to give up. She felt like the world had beaten her and she just wanted to crawl into a hole somewhere. She was done.

  But then she heard Sherry's voice inside of her telling her that she was stronger than that as Sherry had told her so many times before. She knew that Sherry would not let her give up and Sophia would not let her give up either. Once again her loves had saved her and gave her the strength to push and carry on. And right now her love needed her and Maggie would not let her down.

  Chapter 13, In the Joint Part 2

  In prison, Debbie had just finished telling Sherry what they'd been up to and let her know that they were going to be able to get her out of there soon. They just had one more crucial part of the plan to go through right now.

  Just then Patricia walked behind Sherry and grabbed her ass as she sat down in the booth beside her. She was talking to an older woman who appeared to be Patricia's grandmother on the other side of the glass.

  "Who is that?" Maggie asked.

  "That's Patricia, my cellmate. She is very fond of me apparently," Sherry said.

  "We have to get you out of here!" Maggie said. She felt herself losing it again as the tears began to well up in her eyes.

  "Stop it. Babe, stop that right now. I'm ok. I can handle myself," Sherry said.

  Maggie held back the tears as she tried to look away.

  "Wait a minute," Debbie said. "I think we can use this."

  "Use what?" Sophia asked.

  "Tell Patricia we want to talk to her," Debbie said.

  Sherry rolled her eyes at Debbie. She tapped Patricia on the arm and said something to her.

  A second later Patricia was on the phone talking with Debbie. "What do you want?" Patricia asked.

  "I understand your sister is in prison because of this mess too?" Debbie said.

  "That's right. What of it?"

  Debbie explained to Patricia that they were cooking up a something that would get Sherry and Patricia's sister Paula out of jail. But they needed Patricia's help. Careful that no guards were around to overhear their conversation Debbie carefully told Patricia what she needed. She broke it down quickly for her.

  Patricia listened with a skeptical eyebrow raised, but by the end of the story she was down and ready to play. She said that she had some old connections and that she could have them get what they needed.

  When they left the prison Debbie filled in Maggie and Sophia. Patricia was going to get word out to her friend on the street who was going to get them ten kilos of cocaine. They were going to use this to frame their friends Gail, Lyndsey, and Daniel.

  Debbie recognized Patricia. She had done her extensive homework of all the parties involved in this scam on both sides—victims and perps. Patricia was in jail for drug trafficking and was looking down the barrel of a twenty year sentence. Because her sister's crime was federal she had received twenty five to life. It sounded really unfair to Maggie and she could not wait to get that woman out of there.

  "So, what do we do now?" Maggie asked as they drove away from the prison.

  "Well, you heard on the tape where Daniel, Gail, and Lyndsey are getting together tonight in his posh Manhattan penthouse for their routine fuck session. Well, we will be watching and recording it all. This should be eye opening for all who may be interested and it will definitely help us prove our case a bit better.

  Chapter 14, The Naked Truth

  Lyndsey walked into the bedroom butt naked. Gail was on the other side of the room walking towards the bed also naked. Lyndsey was still amazed at how succulent Gail's body was and she could not understand why the girl hid it behind slightly oversized and non-flattering business attire at work. But it was just as well. It kind of made Lyndsey feel a bit special that she knew a secret no one else did. She had access to the amazing body of a dream fuck buddy.

  She was a bit surprised that Daniel had wanted to see them again so soon. It had only been four days. Apparently he was getting so turned on during these sessions that he spent the rest of the night pleasuring himself into a frenzy. At least that was what he had told them.

  Daniel was always content to just watch. The girls were happy to let him watch to his heart's content as long as he did not touch them. They both found Daniel rather repulsive and Lyndsey was not sure what she was going to do the day that Daniel decided that he was tired of watching and actually wanted to join in.

  That was why she had been apprehensive about tonight at first. When Daniel had requested the meeting he had told her that tonight he wanted to do something different. She grimaced as she waited for him to finish the rest of his statement. She felt for sure that he was going to demand that he actually join in, but he said that instead of just watching he wanted to direct. He expected the two girls to do what he told them to do exactly the way he told them to.

  They were both actually ok with this. In fact, it sounded like it was going to be fun.

  The two girls met each other at the bed and climbed in meeting each other at the center. They waited for the instructions that were forthcoming from Daniel, who was sitting in his usual spot in the darkened corner with his cigarette in hand.

  "Kiss each other deeply. I want to see tongue action," Daniel said.

  Lyndsey and Gail began to kiss sweetly at first, but soon opening their mouths so that their tongues could be seen as they wiggled hard against each other. Gail's hot breath flowed into Lyndsey's mouth as her tongue strengthened wrestling back and forth with Gail's. She could feel every molecule of her body being turned on.

  "Grab each other's asses and pull your bodies closer. I want to see your chests touching together."

  Lyndsey reached down and allowed her hand to cup one of Gail's finely crafted butt cheeks in her hand. She let her fingers rest in the crack, probing a bit deeper to her secret places getting turned on more. She felt Gail's body rising as she surrendered to her a bit. Gail's hands found Lyndsey's ass and began to rub across the surface of it. Lyndsey loved to have her ass played with. She wondered if Gail would get really adventurous and finger her asshole. It had been a while since she'd been fingered there. It was such a strong erotic zone.

  "Good. Now Lyndsey lay down on your back with your legs spread open."

  Lyndsey followed the instructions. She watched Gail's face getting turned on as she opened her legs and showed her the goods. She was beyond wet right now and she had to fight the urges welling up inside of her.

  "Now, Gail don't move. Lyndsey I want you to finger yourself while looking at Gail."

  Lyndsey was thankful for the command as she was fighting this urge anyway. She quickly began to trace the contours of her slit, gliding along the outside at first and then moving deeper inside of herself. She gasped as she slid the first two fingers inside. She could not believe how wet she was or how sensitive she was right then. She was fully engorged and ready to be made love to.

  But she had to await the instructions.

  As she watched Gail she saw the girl licking her lips and biting her tongue. She wanted to be released on her so badly and Lyndsey wanted the same thing. How long was this damn prick going to keep them going? He loved to see them squirm didn't he? It sounded about right, the sadistic prick.

  "Ok, now Gail go to town on her. I want you to suck her dry," Daniel said.

  In the darkness Lyndse
y could hear him sipping on his whiskey.

  Gail's face was now buried between Lyndsey's legs. Lyndsey could not stand the pleasure. It was overload. It was the most extreme form of sensual tingling that she had ever known could exist. Even the softness of Gail's hair brushing against her groin was sending spirals of pain and pleasure echoing up and down through her lower abdomen.

  Gail's tongue was licking furiously at her juices and probing deep into her goods. The slit was being pulled wide open as if it were wrapping around Gail's ever probing tongue. It was fitting her like a sheath slipping over a knife.

  "That's it. Now Lyndsey push Gail's head farther into your hidden places. I want you to hump her hard. I don't care if she can't breathe."

  Lyndsey did as she was told and truthfully she didn't care if Gail could breathe right then either. She grabbed Gail's soft head and pushed her face hard into her. Gail tried to resist at first but quickly got used to the punishment and proudly went to town on her.

  Oh, she was going to come. She was going to finish and it was going to be spectacular.

  "Oh shit!" Lyndsey yelled.

  "Don't come yet!" Daniel ordered.

  Lyndsey tried to hold it back as Gail continued to punish her with her munching skills. She was basically trying to suck every drop of Lyndsey's nether regions dry. Lyndsey tried to hold out. She was afraid that Daniel might cancel their deal and retract the partnership if they did not do exactly what he said.

  Lyndsey and Gail had both laughed at how easily it was to throw those bitches out on their asses. It was hysterical, but then they got to thinking about Daniel and the deal they had made. If he could do that to those women then he could do it to Gail and Lyndsey too. The man was not to be underestimated. He had no morals and no scruples whatsoever. If you crossed him or pissed him off in any way then he would make sure that you were taught a lesson you would never forget. He had been given the keys to the kingdom and he ruled with an iron fist. It was despicable. He had been there to help them when they needed it, but the man did nothing for free. If she was unable to do exactly what he said then he might just grow tired of the two of them. He might just decide to make an example out of them too.