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Can't be Tamed {fate & mercury}

"Romantic?" said Lisa, with a giggle. "Oh, sweetheart. Your friend is the one who is here for a date. Perhaps she misrepresented the situation?" Lisa stood up, swaying her hips as she approached them and offer a hand. "Please, allow me to introduce myself. Lisa Rockford. You may have heard of my husband, Kenneth Rockford?"

It was hard not to, the oil tycoon was only a billionaire whose ancestors had laid claims on Texas oil a long time ago.

"Now I know how this looks, but trust me, I understand your situation completely! Claire brought me out here to meet the new person she was dating, didn't tell me it was Miley Cyrus of all people until I'd already agreed to double up with her. I'm afraid she likes to show off, and didn't want it to look like that's what she was doing. Am I right, Claire?"

Claire gave a girlish giggle that was very convincing but Miley knew to be a lie. "Sorry, but how could I resist? I mean, THE Miley Cyrus, interested in little old me? Didn't you feel like bragging just a little when you landed that Beiber kid, honey? Sorry I deceived you, but it's a once in a lifetime chance."

Lisa sighed and shook her head, smiling to Selena. "I'm sorry about this. Look, if it makes you uncomfortable I understand. But there's no reason you have to go just because of a little miscommunication. The food here is really good, and I WOULD enjoy someone here. I feel a bit awkward about it myself, but I don't want to run out on Claire. She's still my friend, and she still invited me here. Leaving would be rude."

It was subtle, the way she planted the idea that leaving would be rude to Miley. Though it was clearly lie after lie to Miley, they were great actresses. And besides that, Selena had already fallen into the trap. The perfume Lisa wore was much more subtle than Claire's had been at Club Sappho. But it was the same mix. It wouldn't force Selena to look at her or think of her. But it would make it hard not to. Give her just that tiniest of nudges that said this person was nice, this person looks good, this person is someone who I want to like me.
 
Selena was still clearly uncomfortable, but she was also clearly listening. She hadn't heard of Kenneth Rockford, but she knew better than to say so in front of someone. Besides, a look at Miley confirmed the suspicion that yes, he was quite rich, so being nice would be a good idea. Lisa's story made some sense too. Who wouldn't want to brag about dating Miley Cyrus?

"Sorry I didn't tell you," tried Miley, knowing she'd better play along. She wasn't quite sure what game the other two were playing at. If she had to guess, Miley would suspect that Lisa was here to lay claim to Selena. Made sense, as Lisa had obviously been the one closest to Claire, plus Kim had been more interested in Demi anyway. But the plan...

"Justin wanted to keep it all quiet," muttered Selena, remembering what that had been like. his screaming fans had started the attack in droves. At least she'd managed to fend off most of it, and he'd been perfectly sweet since. Mentioning him again made her feel guilty and she shifted, looking from the food to the women.

"I suppose I could stay," she said, sighing. She didn't want to be rude to anyone. "I wish you'd told me the truth from the start," she would have dressed a lot less "sexy," for one thing, nor would she have put on as much makeup or perfume. Even if she was dating, Selena figured that she should at least flatter the guy.

Now she was heading toward the table, though not without flicking a glance and a smile toward Lisa, feeling for the woman's awkward situation.

"You're certainly very beautiful," said Selena, looking from one to the other. "I'm surprised I haven't seen you around. You two could easily be models."

"that's what I said," perked up Miley, glad to at least contribute. "Back when I first ran into Claire. I think they just used their looks to snag some rich guys."

Miley laughed; Selena joined her, but looked a lot more uncomfortable.
 
The two women joined in that laugh. Claire wasn't sure whether to slap Miley or reward her. On the one hand, she'd spoken far too close to the dangerous truth, whether she knew it or not. But on the other it was a bit of a rush to see Miley get in on the game of seducing her own friend. She was leading Selena into a trap that she knew about, offering her friend up as sacrifice for another taste of that sweet pleasure. Well, Claire wasn't going to deny the promised reward.

Soon extremely delicious, extremely expensive food was on the table. While Miley was seated next to Claire, Selena was placed directly across from her next to Lisa. The dinner was quite calm at first, and save for occasional little flirts from Claire towards Miley, there was not any sort of romantic activity on Selena's side of the table.

Actually Lisa was quite charming. She was educated and well mannered, and seemed to have interesting input on any subject. The perfume made her words subtly more interesting, more enticing. Not alluring or sexy necessarily but still something she had to listen to.

The wine was poured, and the knowing look and wink Claire gave Miley when she singer was passed hers suggested that the love poison was already in it. And indeed it was, that wonderful intoxicant that would make being drunk much less nauseating and FAR more arousing mixed into the exquisitely sophisticated wine.

"So Selena, I hear you're dating this Bieber kid that everyone is so in love with. I've got to admit he's pretty cute. How is he?" She let that hang for just a moment before clarifying. "I mean, does he treat you well? Take you on fun dates?""
 
Miley occasionally flirted back, and made sure to keep Selena involved in the conversation. Though it was hardly necessary, as Selena proved to be fairly adept at keeping a conversation going on her own. Since Lisa was already charming enough, keeping things going proved easy enough. It was also growing readily apparent that Selena had more sophistication, a better plan ,and more things set. Unlike Miley, she'd laid a lot more groundwork for post Disney, and she already had contracts to eat up with them.

Miley nearly giggled as the wine came out. She, of course, sipped at hers, and tried to convince Selena to drink it. Naturally Selena resisted, pointing out that neither was really of age. despite the company, she didn't appear to be budging either. Miley gave up trying, figuring she could just drink it herself and enjoy the aftereffects.

"He's sweet," said Selena, smiling again. "Not exactly the brightest bulb, but he always means well. Plus it's so cute how possessive he gets of me. Didn't you see the paparazzi shots? They were all over it. He almost got angry when his fans started in."

she started nibbling at desserts, continuing the friendly conversation. "the dates have been pretty fun too. We don't always have to keep low, so sometimes we have a real blast."

"Yeah, the paparazzi's a bitch," agreed Miley, muttering as she took another deep drink. Like she didn't have enough to hide. She occasionally glanced toward Claire and Lisa, trying to pick up on more cues. Bit hard since she was also starting to get light-headed.
 
Claire and Lisa just grinned at each other when Selena refused the drink. Predictable. They didn't really think it would be that easy. Of course not. They'd researched their prey. The wine was just a distraction. They thought it would look suspicious if no wine was brought along with the other fine surroundings. Moreover if Miley thought she knew where the drug was, she wouldn't give away it's real location.

Down in the kitchen, Kim cursed as she slipped out the back and tossed off her chef's hat. "TCH! How dare she make me do such demeaning work?! Manual labor?! OOOO!" But still, her job had been done and the love poison had been applied to both Selena and Miley's food. The more they ate, the more they would feel a pleasant horniness slowly creep up on them, the warm glow that a girl got when thinking of a cute boy.

In the penthouse, Lisa reached out to place a hand supportively on Selena's. "Ohhh, honey, most men aren't too bright. At least yours is smart enough to realize girls are into boys like... well, you know. Him."

Lisa didn't really explain what she meant with that statement. But the way it had come out it implied she thought he was hiding something that was obvious to everybody. Claire took a sip of wine to hide her grin from view, trying hard not to laugh. Lisa was just messing with her now, but she had to admit, doing so via ragging on that boy was pretty amusing.

She wondered if Lisa would send him a tape of the evening later like she had done to some of the boyfriends of past conquests. At least the tapes they COULD do that with, which were few and far between. Somehow she doubted Lisa would want to stir up that hornet's nest but the thought still tickled Claire.
 
Miley recognized the buzz, but naturally thought that it came from the drink that she'd been drinking. The light-headedness had already sunk in, and with it a familiar warmth. This was naturally amplified as Miley looked to Claire, recalling what had been done. She took several deep breaths, taking in that perfume and reveling in the scent and the memory. Whatever happened, Miley sincerely hoped that she got played with fairly soon.

Meanwhile, the food was apparently having an affect on Selena as well. It wasn't much, but the girl looked flushed, almost as though, well, as though she'd been looking at a cute boy and having naughty thoughts. It was subtle, enough that Selena herself didn't notice. nor did she notice how it mixed with the perfume, making her pay more attention to Lisa... and start to feel slight pangs of sexual want when she did.

"Exactly," said Selena. If she noticed the slight, she was purposefully ignoring it, instead focusing on eating the last bit of her dessert. She looked over to Miley noticing that her friend clearly didn't have much of a head for the alcohol. Nor was Miley particularly subtle about staring at the impressive blonde. It wasn't Selena's place to judge her friend, but she still couldn't help but feel uncomfortable, enough to start squirming.

"What time is it? I'd hate for us to stay out too late. It looks like Miley and Claire are going to want some time to themselves pretty soon anyway," Selena smiled at her friend.

Miley startled, knowing that she could accidentally screw things up, and that probably wouldn't be good. She'd brought the girl here, they could at least seduce her. Why was it taking so much longer than it had for her? Miley had a suspicion that it had something to do with Selena's sexuality versus her own...
 
It was precisely the reason. They could bend a person, break them even, into wanting things they naturally would not want. But the more that person had inclinations in that direction on their own, the easier the manipulation was. Miley was already curious enough about sex with girls to go to a lesbian bar and get drunk in front of a bunch of horny women she knew would be after her. Even if Claire hadn't been at Club Sappho there was no guarantee something would not have happened to Miley.

Claire wasn't turning those affections down. One of her hand s found Miley's under the table. She pulled it close, stroking it with her fingers and looking deep into Miley's eyes. She didn't try to hide it from Selena. But she did try to make it look more caring and affectionate than lustful. She wanted the prudish one to think she was interested in her popular friend for more than just sex.

Meanwhile, Lisa grinned at those words. "Oh it's not that late, dear. Only eight-thirty. Mmmh, but they do seem to need a little more priacy. Why don't e go sit on the couch and give them some space. I would love to hear more about your plans. Most of your peers don't really have their act as together as you, and frankly I've been looking to invest in some up and coming talent."

The older woman grinned, swirling a finger around the rim of her glass. "Actually, I didn't want to say anything, but there's a reason I was trying to get in good with you. Truth is, Rockford is looking to switch to more eco-friendly energy. Oil made the company but we realize times are changing and we need to change with them. We've been trying to single out a good spokesperson. Someone young and rising up who could really get the youth crowd to listen to what we're doing. They're the ones who we really need to reach about this energy crisis."

Lisa thanked the goddess for the internet. Once she'd found out how into charities and helping the environment Selena was, it had been simple enough to manipulate her husband into calling everyone and declaring how evil oil was and how much the company had needed to change. He even put it in his will before she told him over a night cap how pathetic and feeble he was, and how she would enjoy his money when he was gone.

Now Anthony Rockford rested in the same pit as Francios Templin. But again not a tear was shed for them, for the greedy and evil women's money had been from greedy and evil men. They hadn't destroyed innocents. If anyone deserved it, they did.
 
Miley smiled as she felt Claire's hand take hers. It was a strangely affectionate gesture, and it caught her slightly off guard, to have something like that happen to her. For a few seconds, she was almost surprised, having half expected the woman to start rubbing her with her foot or something. Then it occurred to her that they were supposed to be looking like a couple for Selena, so she squeezed the hand, beaming at Claire.

"That's late for Selena," she chirped, giggling. The wine was definitely starting to get to her. "She's probably still got a curfew. Have to be home before Daddy gets worried."

More giggles, to which Selena just glared. she sighed, rising from the table and favoring Lisa with a smile. She hadn't seen the harm in spending a little more time with someone who was so utterly charming. Then the offer to actually support a charity came up, with an even more enticing offer. Selena knew she had to capitalize on her minimal fame while she could, and this seemed like too good of an offer to miss.

"I've been doing some work with them already, so has my friend, Demi," explained Selena. She was already moving to the couch, ready to plop down and talk. the really good sign? She kicked her shoes off before sitting down. "I'd love to be the face of something like that. I mean, there would have to be some more discussion and stuff. I'd have to pass it through my agent. But it seems like a good deal. Would you care to tell me more?"

She was getting comfortable, waiting for Lisa to outline the program, suddenly focused on the black witch's each and every word. You'd be hard pressed to ask for better attention than that.
 
Lisa could see her chance slipping away. Should she use force now? It wasn't beyond her. She'd held girls down in the past, made them take her through tearful pleas. But she didn't want that here, no. She knew she would need to push Selena into this, that she wouldn't ask for it, but she didn't want to flat out rape her.

So she was quite relieved when her tactic paid off. It had taken a lot of trouble. She was literally changing the philosophy and direction of an entire company just for this one seduction. Not that she really cared, even if she ran Rockford into the ground she had enough money to last her several lifetimes. But she didn't think it would end up like that, oil really was dying and Anthony was too stubborn to see it.

It wasn't something she'd walked into without being able to back it up. Of all the three Lisa was most directly involved with her husband's affairs. The racist old man had been particularly tough to ensorcell into loving a black woman, which had made it all the sweeter when he disowned his spoiled and racist children for her. Lisa had her hand in the company for years, so she came at every one of Selena's questions with a real answer.

After a few minutes, she lit the gas fireplace, the flames roaring to life on the fake logs. They burned with a sweet aroma that would make Selena lose track of time, make her brain forget to think 'Hey, I've been here a while, I should go.' And as minutes and more minutes passed, she drew Selena deeper in. It was very gradual, the way she grew closer on the couch. Removed her own shoes. Laid her hand across the back of the couch, closer to her side.

And the compliments kept coming. They were woven into the conversation. Lisa seemed impressed by her ideas and activism. She toked the actress' ego, telling her that she was funny when she made a joke and smart when she suggested an idea. And her smiles and laughter were so disarming, the kind that made one simply want to lower their inhibitions and trust her.

Back at the dinner table, Claire had pulled Miley into her lap. She was speaking softly into her ear as her hands ran over Miley's tummy. Affectionate but not outright sexual. She wasn't yet placing her hands anywhere she shouldn't. But then Selena couldn't hear what she was whispering.

"Shhh, patience. I know you want it. I want to take you. But don't you want to see her too? Don't you want to see your little friend be seduced, fall into our trap, and end up screaming in orgasm as Lisa's big black cock splits her apart? Don't spoil it sweetheart. Control yourself. Smile Look like I'm being romantic. And when she's too far gone to escape, then you'll get your fucking, sweet songbird."
 
The conversation felt surprisingly engaging to Selena. Sure, she'd expected things to go fairly well, since Lisa had proven herself to be quite the conversationalist, but the woman continued to impress and stun Selena. It almost felt as though they were perfectly in sync, or that Lisa was trying to impress her. Yes, Selena noticed compliments, and laughter, and all the little signs. She briefly wondered if perhaps this woman was as much playing for the other team as the blonde who cradled Miley in her lap now. But somehow, that hardly seemed to matter.

Time flew by, the conversation completely wrapping up the girl. More time for the subtle magics to work. For Selena to start noticing how attractive Lisa was. For her to feel comfortably warm, almost slightly aroused. It grew slowly over time, not enough to scare the girl, and certainly not enough to make her thing of bolting, not again. In fact, if anything, Selena seemed to grow more comfortable as the night went on.

Unlike her friend.

Miley nearly squirmed in Claire's lap as she watched her friend prattle on and on. She knew that starting with the straight and narrow prude was a bad idea. They'd have had Demi licking pussy by now. but they'd opted for this one instead, who was already proving to be the hardest of them all. Miley wouldn't have minded; a part of her already enjoyed the show, but she had taken in a little too much alcohol, and unlike her friend, she had come in horny. The hand on her stomach only made things worse.

"Can't she just jump her already?" muttered Miley. she'd moved to nuzzle Claire, making it look like an affectionate gesture of mutual affection, but actually wanting to get close enough to speak low. "I know she's straight, but you could just shove a cock in her. She already dates Bieber; it's practically the same thing, isn't it?"

True, Miley had met Justin, and liked him well enough. But now her frustration was starting to turn her mean, bring out the side of her that frequently squabbled with people. While Selena and Demi had routinely gotten roles where they played the cutesy best friends, Selena and Miley starred as heated rivals. Perhaps a bit of that was coming into play now, as Miley squirmed on the lap, shooting looks toward Selena that weren't wholly affectionate.
 
Lisa kept her engaged, knowing that the slow, gradual route was the way to go. Oh, she didn't like it. She wanted to throw her down, make her take it, and just break this little girl. In fact, she was having a hard time resisting. That wonderful skin called to her, the purity implied by the white dress asking to be reduced to shreds. Lisa wanted her SO badly.

Finally, she knew she had to move forward. She wanted this nice but she wouldn't wait forever. Either Selena would falter or she wouldn't.

"So I've been wondering about something, Selena. You seem... well... uncomfortable with Miley and Claire's relationship. I know this may be a bit of a personal question, but I was just wondering if you had some sort of... problem. With homosexuality."

Meanwhile, Claire's heart skipped a beat. Had Miley just said all that? Oh, how perfect! Claire had definitely picked the right one. She'd stoke that side. Make Miley consider those sinister thoughts more. She leaned forward, speaking into Miley's ear as the hand on her tummy rubbed in tender circles. The way she held her and whispered were not exactly innocent anymore, but still stopped just shy of overtly sexual.

"Mmmmmh, is that what you want? I can make it happen. Lisa can hear my thoughts if I concentrate hard enough. Selena's fate is yours, Miley. Tell me what you want. Lisa might be about to seduce her. Shall we wait? Or should I tell her to speed things up and show Selena the hard way?" She made sure Selena wasn't looking when she drove that point home by running her tongue over the rim of the starlet's ear.
 
Selena blinked, not expecting the question. A pause; she looked over at the two, Claire sitting there affectionately stroking Miley, who kept squirming about. Then Selena turned back to Lisa, finally answering, "Well, a little. I mean, I'm a little uncomfortable with it. It's their choice and all, so I don't care that much. I just-- it seems a little,' she seemed to be struggling for a word, "icky, I guess. I know that's stupid. Miley can make whatever choices she wants though. I've had some other friends that have done stuff like that."

Selena's mind briefly flitted to what Demi had done, having already known that her friend was doubting her sexuality. there were times when Selena almost felt uncomfortable around Demi too, but you didn't doubt your best friends. That relationship was just too strong for something like that to break it.

"Really, I have to admit that Claire's a lot better than who Miley usually dates,' said Selena. "If she'd got friends like you, she's probably a good influence."

Quite the good influence, since Claire's words were now ringing in Miley's ears. The little starlet focused her attention on her friend and the striking black woman. Selena's fate was hers. Lisa could seduce her, though Miley wasn't quite as sure. Or Claire could tell her to speed things up.

"Speed it up," said Miley, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she turned. "It's going to take way too long to seduce her the hard way. She's way too straight," she moved to kiss Claire, then turned, "please? I mean, she's practically asking for it, right?"

Perhaps there had been a little something to their staged rivalry.
 
Claire grinned to her words. She closed her eyes, concentrating hard. A mental message went to Lisa, whose eyes snapped to Claire in surprise. She was told she's be allowed to do this her way, that she'd have absolute control. But then, she was impatient too. She'd been luring and prodding slowly. Alright. She'd make her move, try one last time to get her to give in pleasantly.

"Mmmh, I understand. At first it seemed like that to me too. I mean, two girls together? Who takes charge of things... you know. In the bedroom. But you know, it's not as odd as it seems at first." She moved her hand to rest on Selena's. She moved in closer, smiling sweetly to the younger girl.

"Actually, it can be pretty surprising. When you're just thinking about it, trying to picture it without doing it... it all seems so... weird and foreign. But then, didn't boys seem that way when you first found interest in them? Didn't you first learn what sex was and think it was disgusting? But then when you actually kissed one, let one hold you... mmmmh.. it's the best feeling in the world, isn't it?" she said.

Meanwhile, Claire was whispering to her, letting those fingers drift a little lower. Hot breath coursed over Miley's ear and wonderfully soft breasts pressed into her back. "Mmmmh, it's done.. watch... Selena would be wise to take this bait... Lisa knows she's out of time. One way or another that dress is about to come off, and that friend of yours is getting taken by black cock tonight. And you, my little viper, will watch her lose her purity and innocence while I fill your womb with my cum again."
 
Selena shook her head, "It's just too weird to think about, really," she said at first, thinking that would be enough. But Lisa pressed the subject, and Selena frowned, obviously confused. Why was someone so pleasant and engaging obviously pushing this? The mixed messages irritated Selena, and she looked genuinely upset for the first time in quite a while.

"I don't think of sex that often," she said, her voice definite. "I'm waiting. see this?" she pulled at her neck, pulling out a ring upon a chain, she held it up for Lisa to see. "It's a purity ring. Justin said he was okay with it, and most of my boyfriends have been the same. I know a lot of people are different," she glanced over at Miley, "but this is me. I guess it's weird now," she lowered the ring. "Could we talk about something else?"

Miley nearly giggled, recognizing the motion from Selena. Oh, how she could recall hearing some of Selena's boyfriends grumble about that. Demi definitely did, usually when she'd just gotten caught doing something remarkably stupid again. And people said Miley had bad press; most of hers was made up, at least.

"Mm, I like that idea,' said Miley, smiling a little. she didn't know if it was the thought of a black cock plundering her friend's untouched sex, or the thought of getting filled with cum again. Maybe both were so intermingled in the girl's mind that she couldn't untangle them anymore. Her hands went back, caressing Claire in motions that were getting more and more "affectionate."
 
Now Lisa was getting annoyed. The sight of the ring actually made her hold back the urge to tear it off, toss it into the fake fire, and shove Selena onto her back. This girl was even better than Miley, a hot little latin sex bomb who had no idea what a wonderful thing she had between her legs. This girl was one of those few humans so blessed and lucky to be live the life of a truly sexy woman. The possibilities that came with that body were something all of humanity envied, and this girl was just wasting it! Purity was for people who couldn't get a date.

"Oh, I'm so sorry dear... it's just, well... you were so charming tonight, I suppose I couldn't let my thoughts wander a little." Lisa said with a bit of an embarrassed look into the fire. "Even for someone like me, it's uncommon to meet a beautiful young girl I can really relate to."

Lisa reached out and placed her hand on Selena's, stroking the back of her hand. The poison would make that simple contact electrifying and enticing.

Lisa leaned forward and looked into the actress' eyes. There it was. Want. Desire. The look was unmistakable, but not lewd or base or perverted. Instead it was more like the way she might think Justin looked at her, with a deep caring about her past just her body, like she wanted to pull Selena into her arms and protect her.

"I hope you don't think any less of me because I've developed an interest in you, Selena."

Claire cooed softly into Miley's ear, a hand moving up to her cheek and turning her face away from Selena. The starlet recieved a deep kiss, not lustful and sexy and sloppy but tender and loving. It's a show for Selena, but Claire knew that Miley would appreciate the contact and soon be squirming for more.

It was too late now anyway. The magical field was already in place, no one could access the penthouse anymore, to enter it or to leave it. Even Kim couldn't get in if she wanted to now. Selena's fate was sealed and trying to run now would only result in a more aggressive mistress.
 
Selena watched Lisa carefully, wondering what was going on with the woman. Lisa reached out and lightly touched the girl, and Selena nearly winced in response. Her skin felt tingly, electrified, alive, when Lisa touched her. The feeling was familiar, that feeling of sudden attraction. But Selena had never felt it for a woman before. It made her gasp, looking down. She heard Lisa shift, felt the woman looking at her, and looked up.

A pair of beautiful eyes were staring at her with a look that sent chills down Selena's spine. there was attraction there, pure, unadultered attraction. This woman wanted Selena, not just wanted, but had an affection for the girl. Selena felt her body flare slightly at the look, the medicines provoking a very distinct reaction. However, her sober mind had no problems working.

"Thanks," she managed, blushing. "But like I said, I'm not really, you know, interested like that." Though for some reason, a part of her definitely was. The girl shifted, tried to get her hands out of Lisa's.

"What time is it?" she muttered, looking about, twisting. She hadn't cared for ages, but panic had started to eat away at her nonchalance, and suddenly it occurred to her that she hadn't looked for quite some time now. People might be worry.

Though Miley certainly wasn't among them. She'd been watching, nearly glaring, at the other girl, convinced that it was Selena's reluctance that was postponing Miley's own satisfaction. Claire directed Miley toward her, and the brunette hungrily kissed her blonde lover. Claire might have been trying to be tender and loving, but clearly Miley was not. the brunette's tongue went out, pressing and demanding, wanting.

Miley's hands were starting to travel too, running up Claire's body. It had occurred to the brunette that she couldn't recall touching Claire's breasts before. The desire to do so flared up within her, and the hands seemed determined to follow suit.
 
Lisa was both disappointed and excited. She had hoped to see Selena's resolve crack on it's own, but with the order from Claire and her growing arousal she was done playing games. Not that she minded, she preferred the more hands on approach.

When she tried to pull the hand away Lisa held it firmly. "Ohh, relax." The other found Selena's cheek, turning her to face back towards Lisa. The black woman was now on her side of the couch, leaning in and smiling sweetly to her. "I know it's frightening, but aren't new foods sometimes scary and off-putting before you find out how wonderful they taste?"

Lisa was getting very close now, close enough for Selena to feel the other woman's breath on her lips. She was looking into Selena's eyes deeply as she spoke. "Just give it a try. One little kiss, sweetheart. It doesn't have to go any further. If you don't like it, I'll let you go and we'll never speak of it again. And don't feel pressured because of the spokesperson gig, even if you slap me I won't retract the offer. That is business. This is simply... pleasure."

She leaned forward quickly while the implications of that word still hung in the air. Her lips touched Selena's in a close-lipped expression of affection and desire. Lisa's warm hand stayed on Selena's cheek. The mystic oil in her lipstick would make that kiss something thrilling and wonderful. It was like that first time you kissed a boy you really liked, that thrill of young attraction and hormones.

And as she did that, seeing the line was crossed and Lisa's intents were clear, Claire stopped being quite so coy. She did not stop Miley's hand, in fact pushing her chest out a little in a clear invitation. Her own went down to begin rubbing at Miley's thigh.

And the kiss was no longer chaste. She relented to Miley's insistence, but did not let her take the lead. When Claire's lips parted her own tongue shoved past Miley's and deep into her mouth. The younger one found that sweet brown hair suddenly in the firm grip of her mistress, pulling just the tiniest bit back on it as she gave her a kiss that would eliminate any of Selena's lingering doubts as to whether her friend was willing actually be sexual with a woman and not just flirty.
 
Selena found herself being held, and she looked at the woman and then at the hand. Had she just fallen for some kind of trap? everything here seemed to suggest just that. The girl could feel her own desire flaring up, as the woman touched her, as she drew even closer. Frightening, but aren't new foods sometimes scary?

"I don't want to find out how this tastes," muttered Selena, trying to pull back. She didn't even want the one little kiss, no matter how desperate or insistent Lisa happened to be getting. Clearly Selena was getting ready to completely bolt when the kiss happened. Lisa moved forward, seizing Selena before the girl could completely break away. Poor little Selena felt the effects of the lipstick quite strongly. It swam to her brain, making her head swim. Still, the girl kept her lips tightly closed, almost pursed together. It didn't matter if her blood surged and her pulse quickened because of the kiss. your blood surged and your pulse quickened whenever you stole something too, but that didn't make it any more something you should do. Already Selena was pushing away, obviously uncomfortable.

someone definitely wasn't pushing away; was clearly beyond caring. Miley moaned into Claire's lips as the blonde's tongue took its rightful position of dominance in the brunette starlet's mouth. While Miley had started, she now easily gave up her lead, letting Claire take the reins. Her tongue obediently followed, and quite willingly let her lover take control. Her hair was soon seized as well, their lips pulled even tighter together for several seconds.

Yes, no doubts that these two were about to get very sexual. Miley's hands slid over Claire's breasts in an almost possessive manner, certainly wanting, seizing the firm globes and squeezing them as though they were ripe fruits. Miley squirmed onto Claire's lap, her dress shifting to bare dangerous amounts of thigh.

As Selena fought to break free of Lisa's kiss, finally coming up for breath, she noticed her friend clearly making out. This was obviously some kind of trap, most likely something to get some bad press for Selena.

"I need to leave," she said. Breathless, panting, she struggled to get to her feet, reaching for her shoes.
 
Lisa growled softly when she pulled away. Not in a hostile, aggressive tone. But a playful, half joking one, as if Selena were just playing hard to get. "Mmmm, no you don't!" She shifted quickly to trap Selena. Strong hands pushed her shoulders down and back into the couch as she moved her agile body right into the latin beauty's lap. Her short skirt rude up a few more inches, exposing much of her bare thigh to Selena.

The heat of her body was all around her now, and Lisa was speaking in soft tones to her while rocking her hips just a tiny bit in Selena's lap. "Now just relax, sweetheart. I'm not going to hurt you, and I'm not trying to ruin your career. You think Claire wants to get Miley in trouble? That's why we're up here. No risk of paparazzi outside the fiftieth floor window. I can see it in your eyes, but that's now what's going on here."

As she spoke, her new position made her large breasts and completely exposed cleavage dominate Selena's view. They were much too close to her face and Lisa seemed to delight in Selena's horrified reactions to all of this. Oh yes, she loved a squirmer, and while she'd be much gentler with Selena than some of her past playthings she was still going to savor the screams.

Claire, meanwhile, had turned Miley sideways in her lap. It let Miley still see Selena with ease - even looking at Claire she could see the rooms' reflection in the huge window - and let her grope Claire's chest without hiding all she was about to do from Selena. And indeed there were no complaints about Miley's new activism in the sack. Claire enjoyed a pet who would please her on thier own, and she pushed her chest into Miley's exploring hands.

Meanwhile, Claire yanked the brown-haired girl's dress down to expose her bra. The elegant woman grinned at Miley's choice. "Ohhh, well... not bad, songbird." she said as she wrapped a hand around one of her young breasts, groping it softly as she spke. She wasn't even trying to hide it anymore, what they were doing, what they would do. "Why don't you unzip me a bit back there so you can explore them more directly?

Claire herself wore no bra beneath the blue dress, which would easily peel away from her chest after that zipper was lowered a few inches. Her creamy skin was quite immaculate as always and smelled softly of peaches.
 
It was almost like Lisa was playing with her. But Selena most definitely was not. She squirmed, trying to move out from the black woman. However, Lisa seemed to always be one step ahead of Selena, moving and pinning the girl each time the teenage starlet tried to get free. Selena's brown eyes widened in horror as she saw yet more of that beautiful dark skin bared to the air. They narrowed as she felt more of the woman's heat press upon her though, as Lisa seemed to try and overwhelm Selena. Hips moved along the young girl's lap, shifting, bringing both discomfort and a rising sense of arousal.

Yes, Selena could feel the drugs and potions working upon her poor mind. Still sharp, still dedicated, and that was all that stopped her from giving in to the insistent woman who pressed down on her. It was safe to assume that Selena wasn't just breathing hard because of her continued struggles.

"I don't care what you say; I want out," insisted Selena. Another squirm, breaking loose an arm. Selena raised it, trying to push away. Instead though, it seemed to press against the nearly exposed breast. Feeling something soft, Selena looked down, absolutely horrified to nearly be kneading the flesh. In Lisa's position, Selena could see all those perfect gloves, save for the doubtless darker nipples capping them. A bolt of arousal shot straight to the poor girl's groin, making her close her legs together.

Then she surged, trying to push her now locked body out from under.

Miley noticed that she'd been shifted to both see and play, so that was what she did. The brunette took a sadistic glee, something she hadn't even realized was within her, watching Selena squirm. Just a day or so ago, that had been Miley. But Miley's had been denying herself, knowing that she had a latent bisexuality. Which had been brought out by the beautiful woman who now caresses her, something Miley returned with hungry affection.

The dress pulled off Miley, baring the nearly see-through breast. It just darkened enough around the nipples to obscure them from view, but the tantalizing glimpses of young titflesh were hardly demure. Miley smiled and wiggled, clearly liking showing off. "Mm, whatever you say, Claire," she said. Her hands easily made short work of the dress, and she moved forward, kissing the delightful skin as it was slowly bared to the air.

Miley worked her way down, kissing each inch, then finally, as the dress pulled away, Miley hungrily attacked Claire's breasts. She didn't wait for permission, but instead latched her mouth around a rosy nipple, drawing the flesh between her mouth, even seizing it lightly with her teeth. Then the girl was sucking and chewing, letting her sexual hunger shine.
 
Lisa did not relent, even when Selena made it abundantly clear this was over the line of legality. There wasn't any question, she'd said no, was trying to escape, but Lisa wouldn't let her. She could be charged with sexual assault right now. And what's more, her friend was right there and would apparently rather feast on the other woman's breasts than stop it.

The woman above Selena let out a sensual moan at the touch to her breast. That little touch made her lift her head, arching it and showing her surprisingly sexy neck and the smooth line it made into the valley between her breasts. Either she had poisoned her own food or she was faking it well.

She was snapped out of the reverie by the push. It lead to another, more aggressive growl and the actress being shoved down on the couch. The back was angled away from the dinner table. This was planned ahead of time, not just to have Selena but to make Miley watch. Lisa quickly brushed her dress aside, the tiny straps slipping off her shoulders and falling away. The gold fell around her waist like a curtain now, leaving her upper half totally exposed. Her stomach was fit and toned, her abs the kind that should be selling exercise equipment to house wives. And those glorious breasts were already covered in goosebumps, with her dark nipples erect and seeming to reach out to Selena for attention.

"No way, little miss magic! You're staying now."

Claire arched her back and moaned out long and loud at Miley's attentions. "Ohhh, yes... there you go, sweetheart... ffffuck, you warmed up to this quickly!" Miley's ass was soon encased in the tight grip of her Mistress' hand as Claire panted and moaned softly, stopping only to lean forward and whisper in Miley's ear. "We put it in the food. The wine was just a decoy."

And with a grin, she reached over and take a piece of food from Miley's plate. She ate it without hesitation,showing her pet the action as she sucked any remaining bits of deliciousness from her fingertips. She'd openly drugged herself, and made sure Miley could see her chewing as she pushed her wonderful chest back towards the girl. She was offering not just her breasts but her entire body to Miley, giving her pet a chance to impress her.
 
Selena stared at the woman who arched and moaned above her, not helping but seeing her as incredible sexy. The girl squirmed again, feeling her own desire mounting. Her mouth and mind kept protesting, but her body was slowly giving way to the woman's affections, reacting much against the teen's wants. Still, she yelped as Lisa pushed her back, her arms flopping above her head as she was caught off guard. Lisa watched the dress fall about that beautiful form, and she couldn't help but think that Lisa looked like a candy bar with the wrapped still attached.

But no candy bar had breasts that already looked desperate for touch. Or abs that belonged on an exercise commercial. Selena wasn't surprised to see that the woman was as beautiful naked as she had been clothed, or even more so. Suddenly, her layers of clothing felt almost confining. That breezy white dress wrapped about her breasts, and she knew she had a simple lacy bra underneath, more comfortable and simple than truly erotic.

Then the comment, and Selena shivered, realizing that she wasn't going to be able to get out from under this woman. She'd need a plan, and her mind wasn't working like it should. It kept focusing on the growing warmth and arousal, and telling the girl to eye those breasts.

Miley, meanwhile, continued moving about her mistress. The hands on her ass made Miley groan, letting her lips slide off the nipple. Reaching down, she pulled up her own dress, till her ass, the white easily seen through the fine black fabric, was bared to the air.

"in the food?" repeated Miley. she looked over her shoulder toward Selena, grinning devilishly. "Tell me you put a double dose in her dessert. She loved that."

The idea that Selena's body was as keyed as hers made Miley moan. Somehow she managed to keep her eyes on her friend, while feasting upon Claire's breast. So focused was Miley that she nearly missed it when Claire willingly drugged herself. As the woman did, Miley nearly squealed with glee, suddenly rebounding her efforts. She openly chewed and nibbled, moving to a previously untouched breast. One went to the glistening nipple, teasing and pulling at that flesh. the other was pulling up Claire's dress, desperately wanting to get to the main attraction.
 
Lisa thought that dress was just the opposite, not confining her but rather helping to define her. Oh, it would come off. It would be torn to pieces as would this girl's purity. But first she would sully the symbolism of the white.

Lisa's hand went out and slipped around Selena's neck. It grasped her gold chain and with one yank her purity ring was torn away. The woman held it up and grinned, looking down at Selena and shaking her head. "Mmmmh... you won't be needing this anymore." She flung it aside, letting it dance along the floor and roll somewhere unseen.

Her words were reinforced by her actions, two strong hands grasping Selena's slender wrists before she could recover. Lisa kept them up there, preventing any defense as she leaned forward and pressed those bare tits gently into Selena's face. She didn't smother her, but she made her feel their softness and warmth against her cheeks. "What's the matter? You were so talkative earlier. Cat got your tongue, Alex?"

Claire also stopped trying to undress her toy any further. She rather liked this, the half-dressed state. They were sexy people in sexy clothes, there was no reason to lose what that added just because things were getting heavy. Her hands went back to Miley's ass when it was exposed so wonderfully, delivering a sharp smack to it before wrapping both hands around her tight flesh and squeezing.

"Ohhh, don't worry. She got plenty." Indeed, alcohol was a far better medium than food for love poison. But sweets were almost as good a conductor. Many people associated sex and booze, but then of all the foods it was the sweet ones that would be sexualized most often.

Miley's renewed enthusiasm was met with a gasp from the regal billionaire. She managed to maintain her controlled and dominant attitude even while giving the most feminine sighs and moans of delight in response to her pet's mouth. Her ass lifted off the seat to assist Miley in pushing her dress up, and her legs spread to reveal a lacy thong that perfectly matched her dress. It was already damp, and the glazed look in Claire's eyes as she watched Miley and gave tiny little nods of approval signaled that she had permission to keep going.

And then a voice sounded in her head. Claire's voice. Like someone else was thinking inside her head.

You're being such a good girl. Don't worry darling, I'm going to put you over that table and fuck you until your voice gives out from the screams. Such a sexy little bitch. MY sexy little bitch. Show me how much you want me, songbird!
 
Selena gasped as the ring was yanked from her neck, and started to move to grab it. However, her wrists were seized by the woman, so much stronger than she. Selena found both her hands held high above her head. The motion made the dress ride up, baring several inches of thigh, though it still covered everything that counted. It also moved back, pressing further against the now heaving breasts.

"This is sexual assault," spat Selena. Her eyes suddenly had another fire, not liking being taunted at all. Breasts pressed against Selena's mouth, the soft warm mounds just touching her. The girl spat, jerking her head back and away. The only way to manage this was by arching, pushing back against the couch and lifting her hips slightly. Selena was aware of the inherently sexual move, but she wanted those breasts out of her face more than she wanted to save herself from embarrassment.

"You're despicable," snapped Selena. She didn't know what else to say. Dozens of curses rose to mind, but she bit them back, instead letting her dark eyes flash defiantly up at the woman. A sharp pain in the back of her neck reminded her of the hair clip, which she supposed might be semi useful, as long as Lisa didn't suddenly remember it.

"good," hissed Miley, her voice taking on a nearly evil bent. Her mouth moved almost sloppily over Claire's flesh now, smearing more than anything else. Miley moved in circles, tonguing the breast, lathering her tongue around it entirely. Finally, she latched onto the nipple once more. She rolled it between her teeth, biting just hard enough to hold. The girl pulled back, taking it with her, then released, staring at it with a smile upon her face.

Now that the dress had yanked up, Miley's hands could explore the tanned flesh of Claire's ass. The buzzing from the drugs and her own arousal seemed to suddenly surge in the girl as she touched that awesome flesh, squeezing it between her hands. Miley gasped and moaned, her eyelids fluttering, her bottom convulsing slightly.

Through the haze of her mind, she heard the voice. fuck you till her voice gave out again. Miley giggled a little at that; everyone always wanted her voice.

"I want you," she hissed, rolling again. Her hand went to a breast, mauling the flesh now, while her mouth hungrily attacked once more. Meanwhile, her hips thrust against Claire's thigh. she ran her pantie clad sex over the bare thigh, smearing love juices as her nether lips kissed the flesh. She wound up practically grinding herself, the moans getting increasingly louder.


Selena heard her friend's moans, and looked over at her. The Latina's mouth fell open in shock, and she stopped struggling for a few moments, not believing what she was seeing.
 
Lisa just grinned at Selena's words, running her tongue over her lips. "Mmmm, yeah? So call the cops." She seemed quite entertained by Selena's struggling. In fact, the more she resisted, the more the black woman seemed to want her. The only one in the room still clear-headed, Lisa was savoring her power as she always did. She used to ignore these little teen cuties, but now she was understanding Kim's infatuation with the girls.

When Selena's head turned to gawk at her friend's slutty behavior, Lisa did not waste the chance. The soft breasts were moved away from Selena's face and her open lips were suddenly captured by Lisa's. The older woman's tongue slid right into Selena's mouth, dancing and twirling inside of it and kissing her as intimately as any boy had, perhaps even more so. The kiss was absolute lust. The romantic interest she had feigned earlier wasn't there at all. She just wanted Selena's body, a point made clear by the way her tongue plundered Selena's mouth.

But that did not last long. Before Selena could recover from the first shock Lisa gave her another when her lips moved down swiftly. Her entire body, in fact, glided down over Selena's. Hungry lips found tender young breasts, kissing and gently nipping at her through the dress and the bra. The poison transmitted those sensations through the clothing, which if anything amplified the sensations with the way it was rubbing and caressing Selena's body. The African goddess easily found one of Selena's nipples and took it into her mouth, sucking hard through both dress and bra at the little point of pleasure.

Claire, meanwhile, was starting to lose herself to the drugs she'd happily ingested. Her moans and approving phrases grew louder and more frequent as Miley pleasured her overly sensitive body. The attention to her nipple in particular made the older woman squeal and arch her back, pushing it into her teeth as a shiver ran up her body. "Ahhh, fuck! Yes, Miley!" she cried out. She sat back in the chair panting when Miley's teeth let it go, experienced blue eyes meeting her pet's.

The hands on her ass and Miley's words made her shiver in arousal. Her scent was plain on the air, and her lacy thong was quickly soaking through with her honey. She cried out at the renewed assault, fingers digging hard into Miley's ass as Claire leaned forward a bit. "OHHHHH, SHIT! Then take me, songbird! Haaah! T-take your Mistress! Ffffuck you're gonna make me cum! Ohhh, don't stop!"

The way Claire's eyes were rolling back and her eyelids fluttering was something Miley knew well. That same haze of drugs and lust was taking over the taller woman now. Miley's saliva glistened on her nipples and her legs were spread wide in offer, showing the way the blue material of the thong clung to her sex and clearly outlined the hot slit behind. Despite her power and wealth, Claire was still a woman and still seemed to enjoy laying back and being treated as such every now and then, even if it meant offering her body to Miley to satisfy her lesbian urges upon. She would remind her pet who was in charge in very short order.
 
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