Assassin Affairs (43 page)

“You've
been so nice to us, doing all these good things and expecting
absolutely nothing in return. You deserve to be rewarded, not
punished. We're going to make it up to you. Julie will be punished.”

Briana was
agape as Kacey took off her slave collar and placed it around Julie's
neck as she knelt in front of her.

“You're
too upset to be driving home tonight. Stay here with us the rest of
the weekend. Julie will take us both on a shopping spree in the
morning at a high-end mall and buy us expensive clothes. You'd look
good with one of those $18,000 handbags. What do you think?”

“Why
did she just let you put the collar on her?” asked Briana,
confused.

“Our
public image is a facade. It's a little game we play. Actually, I'm
the dom and she's the submissive. I'll give her to you for the rest
of the weekend if you'll stay here and hang out with us.”

“I
dunno. This is getting too weird even for me. What about your
anklet?”

“Oh,
that's the real thing. Ours is a complicated relationship.”
Kacey went into the dining room and returned with the $10,000 bundle.

“Here,
this is yours to keep regardless. Please stay and sleep with us
tonight, no more sex. We have an extra toothbrush and mouthwash in
the bathroom. You and I could take a nice, hot bubble-bath together
in the morning.”

“Could
we put that choke collar on Julie that I've heard about? Could I have
her bury her face between my thighs while I watch a movie in the
morning?”

“Sure,
that's what it's all about. Abuse her all you want, within reason,
but remember she'll be taking us out shopping for expensive goodies
as soon as you're ready, her treat. We both really like you.”

“Okay,
I'll stay and give you guys another chance.”

After
reviewing her dossiers on viable Presidential candidates, Pepper
determined that the Speaker of the House, Senator Durham, would be a
promising choice. He had been the one who had walked in unannounced
when Kristie was under the desk performing oral sex on Pepper. She
reviewed her analysis with the Ruling Council, and they agreed. The
committee wanted someone they could manipulate, someone who would
cooperate on steering lucrative, rewarding energy and defense
contracts the right way. The man had many ties to Special Interests,
indicating he'd be a good fit. She invited him to her penthouse condo
for a Saturday night dinner meeting.

“Welcome
to my home, Senator Durham, so nice to see you again.” As
usual, Kristie was there, too, for her now-routine Saturday night
sleep-over. She came over and took his overcoat. “This is my
assistant Kristie.”

“Good
evening, ladies.” He took notice of Kristie's high heeled
shoes, recalling the ones from the day of his office intrusion.

They had
some cocktails, then the three of them settled in to enjoy the meal.

“Senator,
your name has come up in a discussion of influential backers as
someone who would make a good Presidential candidate.” What she
didn't mention was that she had been accessing his private emails and
knew of his improper behavior with staff members of both sexes. She
could save that for later.

“I'm
always flattered to hear such things, Ms. Preston. Actually, several
parties have touched base with me on the topic.”

“My
people have very deep pockets, Senator, and very solid contacts in
the business community.” This was political code for we're
ready to grease your palms with tons of cash. “With the
election only two years away, it's important to start a campaign
soon. These backers are prepared to fund such an endeavor generously,
provided certain arrangements could be made.” She dropped names
of people with whom they were both acquainted, lobbyists and other
behind-the scenes players. “It's felt that you would be most
successful with a woman VP candidate running with you. The backers
unanimously feel that I would be the one most suited to the job.”

“I've
heard many good things about you. May I call you Pepper?” he
asked, as he ogled Kristie. He was certain those were the same shoes
he had seen protruding from under the desk, and was eager for the two
of them to get better acquainted.

“That
would be fine, Senator.” Pepper noticed his interest in the
attractive assistant, and sensed he wasn't sold on the idea of her as
his VP. After another hour of small talk, he was on his way out as
she added, “Would it be all right if I have my assistant
follow-up with you in a few days?”

The
lecherous fellow agreed, said goodnight and left.

“Kristie,
when you go to see him, I want you to flirt with the man. He has a
weakness I plan to exploit, but don't let him get you alone. I don't
trust the man.”

When she
went to his office later that week, Kristie was wearing a wire and a
miniature camera. She had perfected the art of flirtation over the
years, and the man was soon putty in her hands. He sent his staffers
for some black coffee, which was code for stay out of the office for
an hour. His behavior suddenly turned lewd and lascivious; he tried
in vane to get her under his desk.

“Senator
Durham, I'm not that kind of girl!”

He tore off
her skirt and pushed her down on the office sofa. The experienced
lech slid of her panties with ease. As he held her down, he pulled
off his pants. Kristie fought her way off the couch and the pantless
Senator got an erection as he chased the poor, bottomless girl around
the room. Pepper had given her a mini-taser and she pulled it from
her suit jacket pocket, zapped him with it, retrieved her clothing
and ran out. The entire scene was captured on video with sharp, clear
audio to support it. Pepper Preston would be announced as his running
mate.

When the
announcement was eventually made public, Pepper was in the mood to
celebrate.

“Kristie,
let's invite your sisters up to the penthouse for a party!”

“I
told them about your desire, Pepper, the one about having the three
of us privately perform cunnilingus for you. Kacey is too involved in
her relationship with Julie to be interested, and Karlee seemed
fairly indifferent to it. They didn't say no though.”

“How
can we get them to say yes?”

“Frankly,
we're all disappointed that none of the other girls has approached us
about the promised reciprocation from that Colorado sex party. We
willingly went down on all six of you that night, agreeing it would
be a one-way submission during that session, but since then only
Julie has been with Kacey and you with me. We sisters feel that
before we can accommodate your fantasy of three blue-eyed blondes on
their knees staring up submissively at you and tending to your sexual
requests, that we need to be the ones accommodated. I suggest that
your celebration party be another tasting party, this time with the
three of us sitting in the chairs and the six of you obliging us.
After that, I think I can probably get my sisters to go along with
what you want.”

“I've
been keeping the team pretty busy with special projects and they
haven't had the time. I know they've been intending to do it. If
Saturday night will be acceptable to you, I'll direct all of them to
be at the penthouse then for dinner, followed by a tasting testing as
you requested.”

“We'll
be there. Thanks, Pepper.”

When the
aforementioned evening arrived, dinner was enjoyed, there was much
camaraderie and discussion of recent missions, the staff cleaned up
and left. The team of five female-assassins expressed regret for not
having been with the sisters earlier. The staff had placed three
chairs by the fireplace and lit a flame before departing. This would
be the third such party; the first had been with a kidnap victim
encouraged with a low-powered taser, the second when the sisters had
taken the plunge into the bisexual lifestyle, and now tonight. All
nine ladies undressed, the three look-alike sisters filled the three
comfortable seats, the flickering flames were all that lit the room.
Their main boss Pepper lead the way down the line of blonde pussy.
Renée, the leader of the team of five followed. Each of the
six tasted each blonde sister's juices, then moved on to the next one
when allowed to do so. Votes were cast for the best tasting, with the
result an even split of two apiece. Pepper's original objective of
bonding the team together was now complete.

When
Kristie returned for her weekly visit the next Saturday afternoon,
she brought along her two sisters.

“Pepper,
we've been discussing your fantasy, last week's party, and all the
things you've done for us. You rescued our little sister from those
radicals, you facilitated our deadly revenge, you've paid generous
cash bonuses, and you got us all of our overdue reciprocations. May
we fulfill that fantasy of yours you told me about?”

“You
certainly may, girls!”

Kacey
patronizingly and playfully added, “Thank you for letting us do
this, Pepper.”

“I
want my housekeeper to get some photos of us together, dressed,
undressed and during. Is that okay?”

The first
few pictures were taken, then they all got undressed and a few more
shots were added.

Pepper
lined up the three sisters on their knees, reminding them that it was
the effect of the blonde hair and blue-eyes looking up at her during
submission that aroused her. The flashbulb went off a few more times.
Each sister kissed her between the legs and teased her vaginal lips
with a seductive twist of the tongue as she leisurely worked her way
down the line, housekeeper and camera following along.

“How
much time do you girls have this afternoon?” asked Pepper.

“If
it's okay, we'd like to spend the night with you,” said Karlee.

“I
was just reading on the internet where a woman was bragging she had
lasted forty-one minutes performing cunnilingus on her girlfriend.
Kristie's already easily topped that. I'm delighted we have all
night, so let's see what you two can do.”

A
Few Years Pass

The
following few years passed quickly. The Durham-Preston ticket won the
election. The team of nine bisexuals had another sex party, this time
a few brought male dates. Kristie's husband had by now relocated to
the area, and she allowed him to enjoy the other women at the event.
Being nude together for the first time felt a bit awkward for him and
his wife's two sisters, but the feeling passed as everyone became
more wasted. With Renée's penchant for family sharing, she
made certain he had sex with both of them before the night was over.

Briana had
gotten pregnant from her evening as sex slave and had a daughter
named Juliette. She and Tim married and moved out of the area.

Renée
and Pepper, both alpha-females, had an increasingly contentious
relationship. Each was a master manipulator and each wanted to be in
charge. Renée and her dad had once again become close after
their reunion, and he was helping her on the sly with some requested
Intel.

The Ruling
Council found working with President Durham to be most lucrative.
Desired defense and energy contracts were easily obtained at
non-competitive, no-bid prices. Unfortunately for them, the wars in
the Middle East had gone too well and had to be wound down. Oil
prices had fallen, defense budgets were being cut. Iran and Iraq were
moving toward unification, planning to resurrect the name Persia for
the combined country. The council doctored Intel showing those
countries to have weapons of mass destruction, and directed President
Durham to use that to initiate a new war. When he refused, they began
making alternative plans.

Pepper had
a copy of his schedule and a few months later received orders from
the council to take him out. She recalled that Kristie had bragged
she could make an accurate sniper hit from a mile away and directed
her to begin making plans to take the kill-shot at an upcoming
ceremony, still a few more months away, where she and Durham would
both be making speeches. Although, Kristie detested the man, she felt
uncomfortable with the request and had been complaining to the
others.

A confused,
emotionally upset Briana had found married life to be unfulfilling
and returned to the scene of the conception with baby Juliette. A
startled Julie answered the door.

“Hi,
may we come in?”

“Sure,
I assume this is our little one. What did you name her?”

“Juliette.”

“Oh,
I love her,” said Julie, taking her into her arms. Kacey came
into the room and began speaking baby talk to her.

“I'm
sorry I ran off. I was afraid Julie might want to hurt me after the
day I spent abusing her. Things with Tim and me weren't what I had
hoped they'd be. He complains about money too much and spends most of
his time watching television. When he wants sex, he has me wait naked
in the bedroom and then he comes in during a commercial for a
quickie. I found myself wishing I was back here with you two. Does
that make any sense?”

“Sure,
we both missed you, too.”

“My
money is running low and I have nowhere else to go.”

“You've
stayed in good shape, honey. You look as sexy as you did before. What
is it that you want, Briana? Money?”

“No,
I'm not sure what I want. I just wanted to stop by and see how you
two are doing and let you meet little Juliette. Do you think she
looks like me or like Tim?”

“I
kind of feel like she's my baby, too,” said Julie. “Can
you understand where I'm coming from?”

“I
can. May we stay with you guys for a while?”

The two
roommates excused themselves, went into the kitchen to talk, and
returned a few moments later.

“Four
people would be too crowded for this place, kid.”

“I
understand. I figured I had to try. I do so miss you both. I don't
know why exactly.”